In a large room in a towering building in the center of the city, a black-robed man stood in front of the window facing out of the window, dressed in a black robe, with a gold pattern embroidered on his chest with silk thread, a four-legged insect on his body.

A girl reclined in a chair behind him, seemingly asleep or unconscious.

On the ground, kneeling neatly were two men in black, their heads pressed against the ground and they didn't dare to move. It can be seen that the status of the two of them is obviously lower than that of the person standing in front of the window. As you can see from their costumes, there is only a small white hexagonal crystal pattern on their chests.

The black-robed man by the window didn't make a sound, but from his heaving chest, he knew that he was very angry now, very angry, almost on the verge of a seizure.

Sure enough, he turned around and stared at the two men in black on the ground with gloomy eyes.

"You're saying that it was this girl and a man who attacked the base? And killed a dozen gods? ”

"Just two people have caused damage to hundreds of defense robots?"

A deep voice echoed through the room, and although the black-robed man tried to suppress his anger, he could still hear it in his tone. Not only was it angry, but there was also a hint of chill mixed in it, which made the two people on the ground tremble.

"How did you provoke such a god-killer? Collect a few children to make such a big move. The black-robed man saw that the two people trembling on the ground did not squeak, and his heart was even more angry.

"Did the man ask something?"

A man in black on the ground raised his head tremblingly, "Lord Hui, that guy is just a native under the ruins, and there is nothing suspicious. ”

The black-robed man stepped forward and kicked the man in black who spoke, "Nothing suspicious?" Just indigenous? Can a native have such a powerful ability to kill a dozen gods? ”

The man in black didn't dare to resist, he was forcibly enduring the kicking of the man in black robe, even if the man in black robe used his strength, he didn't dare to resist at all.

"A bunch of trash." The black-robed man kicked the man hard, "How are those children being trained?" How many high-level gods can be generated? ”

"Adults, the lens has been implanted, but their body is too weak, and they are being cultivated in the cultivation warehouse, and some children have rejection, with a loss rate of 70%." Another man in black said cautiously.

Alas, the success rate is only 30%, and if it is replaced by an adult, it is not even 10%, which is already good. The black-robed man fell into deep thought.

"My lord, what are you going to do with that guy?"

"Since his body and abilities are so special, and he is also implanted with crystals, if we succeed, we will have a powerful god." The black-robed man smiled.

"But what about this woman?"

The man in black who was kicked over asked inappropriately. The black-robed man's eyes widened, and his anger suddenly surged up, and he kicked the man hard again.

"I think you're stupid and implanted a broken crystal, right?"

"If you want to find death, don't pull me, return this woman, this is an envoy sent by the gods!" After saying that, he was so angry that he drew a long knife from the space and was about to slash at the man.

The words of the black-robed man frightened the two black-clothed men on the ground.

God? Could it be the master of the mouth of the divine envoy?

No wonder this woman is so powerful that she can fly. However, thinking of the consequences of colliding with the oracle, the two of them were dead.

"My lord, spare your life, we don't know it's the Lord." The two of them lay on the ground and kept kowtowing, looking miserable.

The black-robed man kicked the two of them again, "If it's the god master, you still have your life." ”

"The oracle of God is the ruler of the world in place of God. It's the master......" The black-robed man known as the Divine Messenger suddenly stopped talking, and he knew that he had talked a little too much.

"You don't have to worry about it, let's try to complete the task I gave you." The black-robed man waved his hand impatiently, and the two of them got up and retreated as if they had been pardoned.

The black-robed man looked at Dina, who was still unconscious in his seat, and he didn't know how to respond. When he was chosen, he had not received instructions from his master that he would send an envoy, and he would not have been sure if he had not felt the aura of oppression in Dina's body.

There was also a clear and positive message from the holy worm on his wrist, and he would not be sure. But he also checked it when Dina was sent over, and there were indeed no traces of holy insects on this girl's body, but he obviously felt that it was the divine messenger in front of him. Although he was a little confused, the mark engraved in his bones did not allow him to doubt. Beans Literature Network

He had a headache and didn't know how to deal with it when the girl woke up.

Since he was chosen to come to this world, he has far more abilities than ordinary people, he has worked hard to develop, and in just a few years, he has built this galaxy in a good way, and has also established a construction base according to the instructions of his master, built hundreds of starships, and built a god base on this planet in ruins.

I wonder why the owner set up a base here? He was a little puzzled, but that didn't affect his execution in the slightest.

He once thought that he was the representative of the master in this world, but the girl with the aura of the god suddenly broke his peace, could it be that he did not do well enough, and the master sent someone over again?

He couldn't help but feel a trace of trepidation in his heart, since he came here, he could be regarded as enjoying everything he could think of in the world, money was not rare to him, women, there were at least three digits in the underground base that belonged to him, what kind of women there were, as long as he liked it, those gods would get it for themselves.

As for status, it is even more above everyone here, at least he himself feels that he is a god in this world except for his master.

He thought about taking advantage of the coma of this girl with the aura of the god to get rid of it, but as soon as he came up with this thought, the holy worm on his wrist was trembling with fright, and the holy worm that could give him great power was like this, so where did he dare to have this thought.

Now he could only stand carefully beside the girl, and he didn't dare to have any other ideas. He only hoped that this girl would not kill him when she woke up, if this girl had this idea, he would have lost the support of the Holy Worm, and he would be an ordinary person, and he would not even have the slightest room to resist.

He hoped that the girl did not know about it, or that she would not be too difficult for him in view of the task given to him by her master. But he himself was a little unconvinced, and stood there with trepidation, cold sweat oozing out of his forehead unconsciously.

He knows the means of his master.

In the basement of the opposite building, an equally large room, far less bright than here, on the contrary, looked particularly eerie, not far from the rows of cultivation bins stood there, all of them were naked young bodies. Without exception, their foreheads have been embedded with a shiny crystal.

Many of the children were still twitching in the training room, showing painful expressions. As far as the eye can see, there are at least a thousand of these cultivation warehouses underground.

The children in the cultivation chamber have all successfully implanted crystals, and most of them have failed in the implantation process, and some have been swallowed by crystals before they can enter the cultivation chamber, all of which have died without exception.

The air was filled with the strong smell of potions.

In a room connected to the cultivation chamber, the madman was bound to a metal bed, surrounded by a large transparent shroud, the trapping net on his body had been removed, and the criss-crossing wounds cut by it had been closed all over his body, revealing bright red marks, and his strong recovery power was still working.

The black flames that had overflowed his body from the madness were now completely gone, and as the madman fell unconscious, the little energy he had left was gradually depleted.

There weren't many people in the room, two men in light jumpsuits were preparing something in the corner, and it didn't look like they were armed men.

Not far away, there were several men in black, who occasionally walked around. It's like a laboratory, but it's like a large biochemical base in terms of equipment and scale.

One man walked over and pressed the screen next to the madman, several tentacle-like objects sticking out of the cover, and another carefully took a metal box and placed it in a groove outside the cover.

The box was opened by the machine, and a crystal was teleported to the tentacle device, the tip of the tentacle was extremely sharp, and a small cut was made on the madman's forehead, but it did not hurt his skull, and the crystal was placed on the madman's forehead.

When the crystal encounters the blood of the madman, it immediately sinks down and joins with the maniac's skull, all within a transparent protective shield. The harmless crystal erupted in a flash of light, and the madman's blood seemed to be absorbed, staining the crystal pink.

The two operators closely watched the changes of the madman, and the data on the screen next to them slid down like a waterfall. The two of them seem to be extremely skilled, and it is clear that they have done this implant many times. If it weren't for the adults' special attention, they wouldn't have cared so much at all, it's just a material.

The unconscious madman let out a painful groan at the moment of the implantation of the crystal, and the already thin body contracted sharply, which was the crystal forcibly absorbing the energy and matter in the body.

One was the man in black who had been in the room not long ago, and he looked at the state of the madman and looked at the screen slightly.

"If you don't have enough energy, give him energy."

"This, my lord, this is not in accordance with the rules, it should be the subject himself who insists on adapting to the crystal, otherwise it will lead to unpredictable variables." One of the people who was monitoring the data said, although he was a little dissatisfied, but he said it more tactfully.

"Bastard, it's up to you, or I'm up to me, if you don't meet the requirements of the adults, I'll make you a test subject."

The two people who operated were shocked, of course they knew the fate of being used as an experiment, and the vast majority of people could not survive the process of crystal selection, either exploding or being sucked into a dry corpse by the crystal.

"Okay." The two had no choice but to do as the man in black asked.

An energy crystal is implanted into the device, and as the operator presses, energy is poured into the maniac's body along the line from the maniac's limbs and tentacles hovering above his head.