Chapter Ninety-Seven: Life Lies in Operation
Dream space
In the center of the crystal greenstone and dark red vines sits a magnificent palace-like building, lined with spiral-shaped pillars, each topped by a brazier that casts a hazy blue light.
The inner pond of the main hall is surrounded by water, duckweed is all over the ground, green and clear, you can clearly see the vines that are twisted and knotted at the bottom of the water floor, and countless vines are clustered into the shape of a bird's nest, embracing a purple-black boulder.
Jacqueline, no, it should be Misterine now, standing on the edge of the bird's nest with a light veil, her slender palms caressing the purple-black boulder, her childish and sweet face filled with maternal brilliance.
Wow -
With the sound of dripping water, a rickety figure wrapped in a thick calloon and with no facial features jumped into the main hall and half-knelt behind Misterine, making a sound similar to the crow crow.
Mistetin looked at the boulder intently, his expression was unusually indifferent, he stopped what he was doing, and made a cold voice that was extremely inconsistent with his immature face:
"I know, go get ready. ”
The rickety figure bowed, leaped out of the water, and galloped towards the outside of the hall with extremely agile steps.
After the other party left, Mistetine's leaf-like pupils shrank slightly, the pink silk instantly turned snow-white, and he looked at the purple boulder again, and his voice became soft and soft:
"My lovely child, don't worry, it's just a few little bugs, and your mother will definitely give birth to you in good health. ”
Cuckoo...... Cuckoo......
Floating on the surface of the boulder were flickering and dimming ripples, as if enjoying her touch, swaying slightly, making a strange sound like bubbles bursting water.
"What an obedient boy. ”
Mistetin chuckled softly, his right hand pointing abruptly at the dome of the main hall, and with a piercing thud, dozens of iron cages hung down from above, staggering to the relief ceiling.
Inside the cage was a weeping creature that looked like a slight humanoid, suspended in mid-air like a chandelier, surrounded by countless sharp needles hidden in the shackles. They tore at these figures, causing them to let out a miserable wail, overlapping and overlapping like a flock of birds, and spreading through the halls of the hall.
"What a beautiful movement, and soon there will be seven more lovely caged birds. ”
Mistetin narrowed his eyes like a fairy, his face showed an intoxicated look, and the purple-black boulder also became more and more excited, swaying to the rhythm and making a cooing sound.
......
In the dense sea of fog, the drill chamber slowed down slightly, carefully avoiding the vines, and flexibly spiraling and climbing, flying high in the dense obstacles.
"It doesn't seem dangerous. Pearson looked at the vines swimming outside, and his mood slowly calmed down.
Before he could finish speaking, the drill cabin was grazed by a vine wrapped in smoke, and shook slightly, and at the same time drilled the vine into two, and Irencia glared at him on the spot:
"Don't talk nonsense. ”
"Understood. The assassin honestly kept his mouth shut.
Nannett looked at the fading fog and frowned, "This has never happened before, what does the appearance of these vines represent? Is it just a demonstration by Mistetin?"
"Let's think about it the other way around. Yalei lowered his gaze, looked at the bottom of the bottomless sea of fog, and said intently: "Mistroin uses these vines to absorb the mist, which is equivalent to actively reducing the radiation, what purpose will it be?"
Charlene immediately thought about it, twisted her little eyebrows and said, "If it were me, I knew that life radiation could not kill you, and if I chose to take the initiative to lower, there would definitely be other means." ”
Luya's expression became solemn, her red eyes met the eyes of the black knight, and she said slowly:
"As we know, the real Mistetin died long ago, and the present revenant, compared to anything else born from the corpse, is more of a brotherhood than a master-servant relationship.
Mistetin's corpse is huge, and it is likely that something that is the same as the soul of the dead has been derived, and it may be weaker in comparison, but there is certainly no domination and domination between them. ”
Geneviev's seemed to have figured it out, his expression became more and more ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "And that revenant lowered the radiation network...... Drove the wolf?"
The atmosphere in the drill chamber suddenly dropped to freezing, and as they guessed, as the power of radiation gradually decreased, in the depths of the sea of fog, a behemoth that had been suppressed and dormant by the thick fog trembled and quickly regained its vitality.
It has a humanoid body, its skin is as gray as a zombie, it is covered with strong muscles that bulge high, and its heart is exposed, and there is a thick aorta next to it, which is constantly beating. Below the elbow were a pair of deformed claws that took up a third of its body.
The face is expressionless, there are no lips and nostrils, all the facial muscles are directly exposed to the face, and the knife-like texture is clear.
Who am I and where do I come from...... Hungry...... I'm so hungry......
After awakening, the first consciousness of this god was the knowledge of the self, but its degraded and broken spiritual personality was not enough to produce the self, and it was immediately overwhelmed by the overwhelming hunger and completely lost its mind.
Want to eat fresh life...... Whether it's soul or flesh and blood...... to, tear their **, taste every drop of pain and twisted luscious taste in the spiritual flesh......
Following instinct, the Nameless God opened his gray eyelids, reached out and grabbed the web woven by the vines, and crawled into the depths of the sea of fog in a heavy and stiff posture.
At the same time, a slightly heavy voice from Ms. Eleanor rang out in the drill cabin:
"Imps, I have bad news here. ”
"Say, we're mentally prepared. "Elen's face sank like water, and she didn't lift her eyelids.
"The radiation of the sea of fog is getting lower, and the gods that have been corrupted by Mistetin's remnants have regained their vitality and are approaching the drill chamber very quickly. ”
"How strong is that thing?" Pearson asked.
"It can't be measured by the knight rank, the quality is equivalent to the lord-level goblin, but it has been suppressed since birth, and the cultivation is incomplete, and the strength is less than one percent. Overall, it's not hard to slap you all to death. ”
"The gap is so big, it's a fart. Nannett shouted indignantly.
"Don't worry, there is no need to fight, although that revenant soul is powerful, there is no way to seize the control of the dream space in these two days alone. As long as you can get deep into it before you are killed, I can use the remnants of my authority to reseal this god. ”
In other words...... Our lives are all in your hands?" Charlene asked coldly.
"No, no, no, it's all up to my operation skills, you just keep your eyes open and watch, the real level of Rosevia's first drill cabin operation technology!"
With Lady Eleanor's impassioned tone, the drill pod suddenly came to a sharp stop, and then immediately turned to the left, drawing a beautiful arc in the sea of fog, which was able to avoid a giant palm falling from the sky.
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