There was another long silence, and Wryon whispered, "You are a hero, you should have heard them cheering at you, it was loud, I haven't heard it in a long time."

Kyle smiled, "I could have waited for the ship's fugitives to be completely incapacitated before teleporting their weapons, and I'm sure you and Dr. Osborne will have a way to make sure they're dead."

As long as I can confirm it, then I can stand on the moral high ground and fight back, but I still chose to do it in advance."

"Why don't you wait?"

"Indecision will be your last choice at any time." Kyle walked into the research institute and whispered with his back to him, "Go back, it's my war next."

The door closed, and Wryon sighed and turned to drive away.

Yes, any argument about right and wrong aside from human nature is the easiest to overturn, and Wryon doesn't even dare to recall how many of his compatriots fell on the side of the road and became part of the mountain of corpses in the years when the goblin cities fell and had to be evacuated frequently.

After all, when the number is large to a certain extent, he is already numb.

However, what is the composition of the goblins who are still on the front line of the army after the battle between the goblins and the prators?

Among the 400,000 refugees evacuated, whose children, whose parents, and whose sick and weak partners?

What kind of philosophy made them fight alongside Kyle with their determination to die? Is it great love?

Wryon was overwhelmed by this heavy fact, probably not because of the clear love of the family and country, but because this group of goblins knew that if all the goblins went to plant beautiful roses, then there would be no goblins to protect the peaceful ears of rice in the small family.

The joy of victory, the cult of strength, and the ecstasy of survival will drown many things in a short time, but the pain of parting is never in the moment of death, but when they return to the city of Wandong, they accidentally see the unwashed dishes on the table, and the memories of that person and you will be chased in an instant, making you suffocate in pain.

Crazy with pain, crazy with hate!

Urian, who was sitting in the car, rubbed his hair in pain.

Kyle's little ghost, he knew it would be like this, but he didn't hesitate to make a choice.

"Kyle, why? I don't understand? You could have waited a little longer! You can do it with both morality and redemption!"

Do you hate the merger so much that you don't want to wait a few more minutes?

Not far away, Kyle frowned and glanced back at Wrynn, looking at his frantic expression, and always felt that the stubborn goblin was thinking about something strange.

"Gotta hurry up, the Rangers won't be able to last long even if they have the support of the Gluttonous Slime."

……

Inside the Institute, the organs of twisted monsters are suspended in glass jars, and the ugly organs are lined up in the past, full of primitive and evil flavors.

Kyle walked ahead, Dr. Osborne followed slowly, and finally, the two stopped in front of the glass jar that had previously contained the Scarlet Sword.

"Nothing you want to say? Dr. Osborne."

"I don't really want to talk at all right now." Dr. Osborne sighed softly, "Goblins are stupid, and every time I see me in front of a mirror, I feel a lot about the nature of the world, the origin of the gods, and the future of goblins." ….

Kyle didn't answer, but pulled out his scarlet sword and pointed it at Dr. Osborne, his eyes slightly cold, "I said I wanted to kill you."

"Whatever you want, it's rotten, this world-shattering way, I think it's normal for me to break through the lower limit." Dr. Osborne shrugged.

Kyle sneered, and burst out coldly, "That's not the reason why you fused my cells with the corpse of the evil god to make the Scarlet Sword, I don't even know where you collected my body tissue."

Dr. Osborne pushed the frame, "It's not so easy to use human power to manipulate the power of God, it's the easiest way we can find to use it, and at least for now, it's not bad."

"So, you

Is that what you're here to tell me?"

"That must not be." Dr. Osborne shook his head and walked over to a wall, and with a roar, a hidden laboratory appeared in front of him, "If you want to kill the Chosen One, I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Kyle walked straight inside, the soft light illuminating the small lab.

"I don't know if you've heard of radio telescopes? That's a good thing, for the large-scale space of the universe, the distance between celestial bodies is too far, and the goblins fantasize about the brilliant nebulae in space, but in fact the dead darkness is the common sight.

Scarce matter and continuous darkness are the main theme of the universe, and radio telescopes made a significant contribution to the development of goblin astronomy, but over time, the radio telescopes we built in the early years could not withstand the ravages of time and collapsed."

Kyle frowned, according to the official setting, the Shenhua Continent is a special world with a "round sky", and it is precisely because of this that there will be a strange scene like "The End of the World - Upside-Down Waterfall".

How do you listen to what Osborne said, when they observe, the conclusions they get are like the conclusions they observed in the normal universe in their previous lives.

"And then?" Kyle quietly looked at the light gray chitin carapace in the large petri dish in the lab, and turned to look at Dr. Osborne, "Once again, I'm impressed with your level, but how to say it, you are truly ignorant and fearless!"

Kyle has a deeper understanding of the abilities of this group of geeks fighting at the frontier of goblin theory, and the ignorant are full of pride and prejudice against the frontier of science, and it seems that all research will jump out of the stone with a "biu" sound.

But throughout the history of goblin science, many things are predictable, not something that pops out of a few goblin heads at the first snap.

"The reason why I say radio telescopes is to tell you that our ancestors worked hard to develop our new generation of Sky Eye Project again." Dr. Osborne approached the giant petri dish with a slight look in his eyes: "The emergence of the new Sky Eye Project means that we have the ability to radiate neutral hydrogen observations to the edge of the universe."

Kyle rubbed his head in pain, he felt like he couldn't understand what Dr. Osborne was saying, "Neutral hydrogen, I know, hydrogen atoms in the ground state, but what does this have to do with observing the universe?" ….

Dr. Osborne's body paused, and finally whispered, "You rarely hear of it, but it has something to do with the well-known 'Big Bang.'

Most researchers believe that the universe originated in a big bang 13.74 billion years ago. However, because it is difficult to extend the observations to such a long time ago, there is still no clear answer to the details of the Big Bang, especially the upheaval that occurred in the most important 60 seconds at the beginning of the explosion.

Luckily, there is another 'old man' in the universe who is almost the same age as the Big Bang, and it is neutral hydrogen.

It can radiate 21 centimeters of hydrogen spectral lines, which can pass through cosmic dust, dark clouds and other interstellar matter, and by mapping the 21 centimeter lines of neutral hydrogen, we can infer the distribution of interstellar neutral hydrogen atoms, the structure of galaxies in which we are located and extragalactic galaxies, and help us solve the mystery of the Big Bang."

Kyle saw Dr. Osborne's face full of "Come and ask me", the corners of his mouth twitched, and he resisted the urge to punch Dr. Osborne's old face and said:

"And then, what did you observe? At the beginning of the Big Bang, there were gods, and then they from the stars were going to come and have a romantic 'death' love affair with the goblins?"

"Nothing."

"Isn't that right? If there are insects living in that environment, I don't think it will be more difficult for them to step on the Shenhua Continent than it is to pop a soap bubble."

"You don't understand...... Kyle, this data comes from the Night's Watch at the Eye of the Sky, and when we passed through the Eye of the Sky, there was nothing left, and the goblins who stayed to observe the mysteries of the endless universe were dead, but they were brave.

Even if they die, they are maintaining the operation of the Eye of Heaven and making corresponding records, if the Hubble redshift and 3K cosmic background radiation prove the universe

The possibility of the Big Bang, then the data they observed before they starved to death is enough to subvert our judgment of the universe."

At this point, Dr. Osborne's eyes gradually filled with fear, and his voice seemed to tremble a little: "When we radiate extragalactic galaxies and explore the boundaries of the universe using neutral hydrogen as antennae, a considerable gap appears in the structure of extragalactic galaxies depicted by the 21-centimeter hydrogen spectrum line.

It lasted for almost five days, but when they observed it again, everything was back to normal."

The corners of Kyle's mouth twitched, but the next moment, a creepy sensation crossed his brain.

An incredible thought flashed through his mind, but he instantly suppressed it: "And then?"

"Kyle, you may not understand what this means, we observe small inhomogeneities in different parts of the universe, but on the cosmic time scale, there is no problem with the change in the overall radiation background of the universe.

Our dark matter detection telescope 'God's Eye', the hard X-ray modulation telescope satellite's Insight Eye, and a variety of other equipment for observing the macrocosm are all telling us what the universe should be.

However, the five dark days of the eye of heaven tell us that the cosmic scene we have observed is so vast, but we have not yet exceeded the scope of our observation, and the star field that should have existed in the vast starry sky is empty.

Do you know what this looks like? It's like a map, at the origin of the universe, there is a being that we can't understand, maybe the mother world we longed for, pasted a starry sky in a vast enough bathtub." ….

Dr. Osborne's hands began to shake restlessly, making him, who had always been calm, look like a psychopath, waving his somewhat old hands indiscriminately:

"How is this possible? There should be stars there, but the data tells me that there is nothing, that the endless starry sky is fake, and that we are like those goldfish, because we can't get rid of the feed that the keepers have sprinkled around us, and we can't sail towards the sea of stars.

There's nothing there, and everything we see can be 'God, a sticker, but one day, God fell asleep and didn't have time to update the map, so the goblin who was dying of starvation and still trying to save the relevant data exchanged his life for an answer."

Dr. Osborne's heavy breathing whined like bellows, and Kyle's smooth breathing broke off even more, and his voice was somewhat reluctant, "Maybe it's a coincidence?"

"Science can hypothesize, but real data has no coincidences. Getting the same answer in five days says a lot."

Dr. Osborne interrupted Kyle with a wave of his hand, "You can't see the outer universe, but you can observe the image of the universe existing, do you know what that means?"

This means that the whole universe is a huge closed-loop world, and before you observe it, it is unknowable, and if you observe it, it will load the scene for you.

We can't see the boundaries just because the digital world is big enough. We are the goldfish in the starry sky fish tank, thinking we know everything, but it seems so ridiculous to those outside the tank, and the birth of the Scarlet Sword proves everything."

"Is it because of the scarlet sword's god-facing properties?" Kyle frowned.

"No, that's just left evidence." Dr. Osborne sat in a couch chair in the lab, bowed his head, and said, "We actually guessed the goblin apocalypse because we ...... This is a demon in our hearts all along, and we don't want to think about it anymore, we dare not think about it again."

Kyle's eyes drooped, and he suddenly felt that all this was so absurd.

"Goblins are not a race that is born by nature, but a race that is born after tomorrow, we have no origin, just like at a certain time, we were born.

It is natural to have plausible memories, it is natural to have a history that seems to exist, and of course, for a long time since we were born, we can be sure that the history we have experienced has not been falsified."

However, Kyle, the Divine Particle is not actually a particularly efficient energy, and compared to the power of the major professional systems that are more universal and flexible, the Divine Particle is really not useful

The only thing that's special about it is where it comes from."

Dr. Osborne walked over to the table, picked up a piece of algorithmic paper, and drew two dots on the paper.

Pick up a short pencil and connect the two dots:

"This is the way in which the energy of the normal career system takes effect, it requires external forces, and there will be corresponding routes."

Then tear off the other half of the calculation paper, draw two more points, fold the calculation paper, so that the two points on the same side are superimposed together, and then poke the tip of the pen to pierce the position of the two points: ....

"This is a divine particle, there will be no route, it is impossible to distinguish the way of external force action, but because of the characteristics of the divine particle, it only retains and the end, and there is no 'transition, this stage, this is why there will be a reason for the omniscience and omnipotence of the gods on the continent, from cause to effect, and effect to cause, that is, the power of God.

We've experimented with teleportation from one continent to the other, and the time calculators we currently have are unable to measure the change in time. If measured purely by distance, the speed of spatial teleportation has exceeded the speed of light, so do you understand?"

Kyle nodded heavily, and looked at Dr. Osborne with a strange gaze, and Dr. Osborne was not annoyed, but just snorted lightly and said:

"Let's be honest, Kyle, we goblins are different from any race on the continent, and if we had to say who we were, it would probably be...... There you go!

After all, you are like us, if our memories come from the world's will and from what world the 'civilization memory' is drawn from, then you can understand what we are saying from the beginning......

Need I repeat it again? Coming from the same starry sky, at least, that's what I can remember, isn't it, Kyle?"

Kyle was silent.

yes, he got it.

It's no wonder that when you see Wandong City, it always has an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

No wonder the goblins' style always gives him a subtle sense of incongruity.

……

If the characteristics of different civilizations depend on the history of this civilization, then the goblins, a group of creatures directly created by the will of the world, are implanted with memories from civilizations in other worlds...... They themselves have become a continuation of that world civilization.

This is a good example of why goblins are so alien to other races.

If the industry of the gnomes is based on alchemy......

The industry developed by the goblins is actually more like transplanting the civilization of the human union into the game.

In a trance, he remembered that after those top students were transferred to machine warlocks, they frequently complained that planning was a fun person, and in reality, it was already such a headache to engage in science and engineering, and they had to play this set in the game.

Now imagine it from a different perspective......

Tsk, Mother World, I seem to have discovered your hidden power!

The joy of getting a glimpse of the world made his expression a little serious.

To this world, the gods are like beings of a higher dimension.

The price that low-dimensional creatures need to pay if they want to hurt high-dimensional gods is extremely cruel, and it can even be said that it is ...... The vast majority of races can't do it.

Of course, there are exceptions to this, if you have mastered some items from the higher dimensions, there may be a slight chance that mortals can hurt the gods.

A piece of paper drawn on an A4 piece of paper can't hurt a human being.

But if it is a weak and cute kitten, although the possibility of killing a human is almost zero, it is ...... There's still a 1 in 10 million chance, isn't it?

For goblins, the Chosen One is a high-dimensional fragment dropped by the gods, who collects the flesh and blood after the arrival of the evil god and deeply integrates it with his own cells, and the re-forged Scarlet Sword also brings some high-dimensional characteristics. ….

Therefore, when he fights with the Chosen One, or even the gods of the future Sage, the two high-dimensional fragments will echo each other because of their particularity, which will make this "low-dimensional" Shenhua Continent

Warping occurs.

When the fierce collision between the two reaches its maximum, as long as Kyle can exert enough strength, it can be like canceling out the influence of the Chosen and the Divine Sage's body, thus-

Pull the power of the gods to the same level as yourself and fight!

This is the truth of the artifact-killing weapon, the murderous aura prepared to cut down the group of unscrupulous gods, and it is also the "magic" from the high dimension.

"You're always making me wonder if I'm not myself anymore." Kyle couldn't help but laugh at himself.

He was almost certain that his arrival into this world was the result of many schemes, but he believed that there were more complex and unknown schemes behind it.

The goblins' guesses are reasonable, but they can't be trusted.

Dr. Osborne did not reply to him, but sat down in his chair, the shadow cast by his messy hair obscuring his eyes, and for a long time he said:

"When we realized this, all the participants fell into despair.

Because that high-dimensional existence is like a nightmare to us, and it has condemned us to lose from the beginning, and those gods can really easily twist our fate and decide our survival to some extent."

Dr. Osborne laughed at himself, his tone fluctuating slightly:

"But one day, a young child appeared, he was so powerful, and his appearance made us realize that we are already a group of remnants of history, and he has memories similar to ours......

Even with the breath of the Mother Goddess on him, I understood at that moment that this was our end, but the dawn that belonged to him.

Do you think we're sad?

No, we were all laughing that day.

Because it means that even if the power of God comes from a higher level and is so powerful, at least there is still you, and you still have a chance.

Kyle, you have brought us hope, so I hope you can accept our inheritance, merge with the rest of us, and go to Gaowei for us."

Kyle was silent, looking at the Scarlet Sword at his waist, and finally left only a sigh.

"This divine weapon embedded in the body is the real wreckage of the evil god. The Scarlet Sword is just scraped from the wreckage, and if you have adapted to the power of the Scarlet Sword, then you should now also have the ability to assimilate the divine armament.

The goblin civilization is no more, and everything in the Heavenly Ladder Project is no longer necessary for us to exist. Maybe we'll all die here, and you, heading further into the future, this is our last goodbye to you."

Kyle's eyes twitched, and a great sense of absurdity came to him, "Are you kidding?"

Dr. Osborne shook his head and said softly, "This future is only you can afford, didn't you guess it a long time ago?

The reason why the Ultimate-4104, infused with the flesh and blood of the evil god, can really kill the invoker is because only the power of the same origin can be so large that it can resist the first wave of the explosion, and can absorb the energy of the alchemy storm after the big impact and turn it into a weapon against the gods that engulfs everything. ….

But the wreckage is limited, and those guys who make prayers are infinite in terms of time, and they can't destroy infinite opponents with limited resources, unless they can turn a one-time weapon into a sustainable 'artifact killer'.

The Chosen One, and the other invokers who may have high-dimensional fragments, to plunder their high-dimensional fragments, that's something that only you can do."

When Dr. Osborne looked up, Kyle saw a vision of the future in his eyes, the middle-aged goblin was no longer confused, and the sharpness in his eyes made him fade away from the simplicity of a researcher, as sharp as a silver star in the opening of a sharp sword.

At this moment, Kyle seemed to remember that this guy was originally a member of the think tank that decided the fate of the goblins in Wandong City, how could such a guy be cowardly.

"Son, forgive me, an old man, for relying on the old and selling the old. There are so many beautiful places in this world that you have not yet seen, and there are so many beautiful things that you have not experienced, such as peace, such as love......

Mother Goddess

I chose you because you will choose this path after all.

So, go hunt those high-dimensional lifeforms, and have the opportunity to see the high tides and sunsets of the high-dimensional, maybe it will be more beautiful than our world?

Our purpose has never been to be enemies of the gods, they are a kind of spiritual sustenance for people in war, what we have to do is to formulate the "Code" that restricts the gods, and the uncontrolled force is the root cause of the whole world forever besieged by dungeons.

We are the last grave keepers of Wandong City, and you are the hope of the future. You and this artifact are the last bullets we will shoot at the gods."

With a buzzing sound, the outer shell of the petri dish slowly opened.

"Go ahead."

Kyle was silent for a long time, stepping forward step by step, only to feel that the burden on his body was so heavy that he struggled to walk.

He hated the burden that was imposed.

But...... After seeing the mind-body world, he realized that he was probably already deeply trapped in it.

As the lab's robotic arm lifted his clothes and assembled the pieces of disassembled armor onto Kyle, he felt his skin transmit endless pain to his brain.

The skin is dissolving, the divine armament is dissolving, slowly penetrating into the skin, merging with the blood.

However, the unbearable pain of ordinary people could not leave a mark on Kyle's face, and the surging slime gushed out from his body, as if sensing Kyle's pain, let out a burst of sorrow, and threw his body into the melted stomach, which finally melted into blood-colored red lines.

At this moment, his whole body was shrouded in a hard armor, and those armor pieces flowed with a beautiful luster, like blood-burning red gold armor. Sharp spikes bulged out of the carapace's surface, and with Kyle's breathing, the divine armament slowly rose and fell, and the bones of his body made an unsettling explosion.

But his face seemed so quiet in the warm light, he looked like a well-behaved child, quietly observing the world.

But when he opened his eyes again, they were already full of coldness. ….

He clenched his fist hard, and the squirting slime completely engulfed the divine weapon, collapsing back into his body like a liquid, revealing his muscular upper body.

"As you wish." Kyle looked up at the ceiling, seeming to see through it the spreading night.

Dr. Osborne's pale face coughed heavily, and a smile appeared on his face, which arced wider and wider, and finally came with a deafening laughter:

"Go, there should be a sea of stars in the child's eyes, run hard!"

Kyle didn't say much, just stepped into the moonlight under the silent gaze of everyone.

At this point, he felt the physical state of the various rangers who were feeling the feedback from the injured Esther, and knew that time was running out for him.

This is his war, one man is an army, and he comes with thousands of troops and horses, and he is ...... The Chosen One.

At the entrance of the institute, as Kyle drove into the moonlight in an off-road vehicle, the vibrant smile on Dr. Osborne's face gradually dissipated.

Behind him, they watched Kyle's distant figure become transparent in the moonlight, and finally Dr. Osborne was left alone in the wind, and it took a long time before he turned around and walked back to the institute:

"So, the final arrangements are done, father, will I be your proud son?"

He looked back at the empty institute, leaned back on the broken couch, and remembered his last correspondence with his father a few years ago.

I think of the humiliation and deep fear of facing Gao Wei.

……

The Goblin Empire's Royal Capital - Located 2000m deep underground, the Ascension Research Institute, in a room that no one can approach.

An old goblin was lying peacefully on the bed.

He was very old, his face was full of dense wrinkles, and his cheeks were extremely thin, as if they were tangled in old age

Roots.

His bedside was filled with dense instruments, the most striking of which was a large glass jar with half a head soaked in liquid.

He was the first goblin to take the initiative to sacrifice himself in the [Ladder Project], he was fused with the flesh and blood of an evil god who held the authority of life, but because he could not resist that power, he kept wandering back between life and death, and finally only this still awake head remained in this world.

At the end of his body's collapse, the victim chose to give everything he had.

"Use whatever you can, if I can still be useful to the plan."

The divine particles that were constantly activated flowed into the old goblin's body along the infusion tube, but they still couldn't repair his body, so he could only sigh.

He was so old, so old that he should have come to the end of his life, and if it weren't for this method, he wouldn't have survived.

He wasn't afraid of death, but he knew he had to live.

As the screen in front of the bed shook, Dr. Osborne's image appeared on the projection screen.

He looked at the old goblin on the bed with a complicated face: "Prophet, we succeeded, and the hive that destroyed the imperial capital was repulsed."

"Why do you call me prophet every time you meet?" The old goblin sighed, his voice a little decaying.

"For you are a prophet." ….

"Heh, it's just that from a high-dimensional perspective, you can see more than you.

Moreover, the word prophet is too heavy, and I have been waiting for you, and to this day you will not even call me Father."

"Prophet, this is forbidden." The head suspended in the liquid let out a muffled sound, "Emotions can affect our judgment of the continuation of the plan, which is very dangerous behavior."

The old goblin lying on the bed smiled with relief, "It's okay, [Life], I'm dying."

"I won't let you die, old friend." The head said in a low voice.

"But in this room, you and I are coming to an end." The old goblin said nonchalantly, and then looked at Dr. Osborne's projection, and there was a rare smile on the face of the ancient well Wubo:

"Long time no see, my child, you've changed so much. I'm sorry, I haven't been able to be by your side all these years, and I can't go with you in the future.

This is the end of my journey, son, and from here, son, you need to go by yourself."

"Why? Necromancy, monsters, and even an army of invokers, we've repelled them!" Dr. Osborne's voice was a little lost.

"Because I see the future, the sacrifices you made to protect me have not changed the outcome, the pen from the high dimension writes the end, and for you it is 'fate,'

I just got a glimpse of it, but I couldn't change it."

The old goblin spoke, and he said slowly, "Son, you will learn to admit defeat one day, and this is not something that cannot be said.

I know the end of the Goblin Empire, but I'm still here, and I know your mother under the fireworks, love each other, and accompany each other to death."

These are undoubtedly very moving words, especially since they come from the mouth of a prophet who can foresee the future.

"Even if you peek at fate, can't you still control it?"

The old goblin looked at him with a gentle expression and sighed in a low voice, "At least for you, that's true, kid, there are only two ways for a low-dimensional enemy to defeat a high-dimensional enemy.

The first is the emergence of a high-dimensional guardian who is willing to help you fight against the enemies of the higher dimensions. The other is that you were already high-dimensional visitors."

"Are you the Guardian?"

"No, I didn't come for this in the first place." The father ruthlessly revealed the truth, "We came to this world to find our lost compatriots, this is not home, we want to come and take them home."

"They?"

"There is no transcendent ...... in the Shenhua Continent Professionals or gods should not exist."

"Original...... Is that so?" Dr. Osborne bowed his head, is this the truth about gods and professionals? It's ridiculously cold, "So, Lord Prophet, what are we, our world, to you?"

The goblin, who was supposed to be called "Father", was stunned for a moment, slowly got up, dragged the sick body to Dr. Osborne's projection, and stretched out his hand to touch the light and shadow. ….

Dr. Osborne's heart trembled, and he reached out to hold his hand across the screen, as if trying to touch his palm.

These few steps seemed to take the last of the old goblin's strength.

"I, ah, may have fallen in love with a group of non-existent beings whose names are fictitious. But here we are, feeling their family affection and love; Watching them love life while hurting each other; Look at them with six desires but comparable to the gods.

I think it was a meaningful journey for me, and now I understand the meaning of this journey, and the low-dimensional mountains have their own magnificence."

His eyes quietly looked at Dr. Osborne on the screen, and the determined eyes were so dazzling, it seemed that just looking at him, Dr. Osborne's heart gave birth to infinite power.

"Father, I—what should I do?"

"Whether it is the Chosen One or the Legion of the Mergers, they are just the dregs of the Dimensionality Reduction, at best, which god casts more dregs.

The moment I understood this, I knew that my desire to bring my compatriots home had failed."

"Why?" Dr. Osborne asked calmly.

"Because they are just fragments of their souls from higher dimensions, the dregs of their souls, from my homeland, everything I was once familiar with, has become one with the world.

Even if I kill the hypocrites in the name of God and take away their power, it will not be the people we want to bring back, let alone ...... This world has allowed the continuation of our civilization, how can I bear to live up to this kindness?" The old goblin whispered.

"Old friend, your body ......," the goblin head in the glass jar called out loudly.

"I've sent most of my soul, as well as the remains of my original body, to The Mixc.

Child, I have always helped you choose the future, but since you are trying to survive, you must face the dark side of the world yourself, even if it will make you extremely painful."

The Prophet watched him quietly, and the warmth of his eyes brought Dr. Osborne to his senses.

The indifference in Dr. Osborne's eyes disappeared at this moment, and he didn't know that there seemed to be a fire burning in his eyes at this moment.

"Father, I see what you mean, it's my honor to be a goblin like you."

… Inside the institute...

Dr. Osborne chuckled.

"When my father gave us the choice of the future of civilization, I knew that we would despair, we would suffer, we would live and die."

"Kyle, you've grown so fast that you've overlooked a lot of things, but I won't."

"With no one to save us, we will personally guide the birth of a new inheritor of the goblin idea, and if the bullets fired at the higher dimensions are to be strong, they must need a good gun."

"We'll be the best guns."

"Kyle, now that the gun is ready, I don't know your secret, but I bet you'll be the absolutely deadly bullet!"

"Don't let us down."

And at this time, on the other side of the harbor.

The speeding off-road vehicle tore through the night with a roar and went straight to Shenzhen and Hong Kong overseas.

In about half an hour, Kyle could smell the air of restlessness, the distant embankment, the stumps stranded in the shallows, the blood flames that were unwilling to die, rushed like stars the moment he approached. ….

……

Those blood-flame moths poured into Kyle's body like never before

Surging power fills the whole body.

In the next second, his figure disappeared in place, and in a burst of air explosion, his figure passed a distance of hundreds of meters, grabbing the Scarlet Sword with one hand and slashing at the fragments of the ship floating in the shallow sea in the distance.

A terrifying impact cut through the sea, enveloping the impact of destruction and setting off a great wave.

The roar of a behemoth was heard from beneath the sea, and the distorted remnants of the Chosen One were swept out of the water by the surging water.

"Humanity......" the Chosen One roared in despair.

His body has flesh-colored pipes like earthworms, connected to the bottom of the sea, and looks like toys manipulated by puppet wires.

The tubes seemed to be sucking, bulging balls pulling out of the ocean floor as if trying to infuse the mangled body of the Chosen One.

"A strange thing mixed with two Chosen ones who were killed by the bombing, and the scum that I cut half to death?

If I can kill you once, I can kill you twice, three times, a hundred, a thousand times...... Kill until you can't lift your head.

At this moment, Kyle only felt as if he had returned to the unscrupulous time when he was a player.

I don't care what you're thinking, I just know that I'm very unhappy right now, and I'm going to kill you!"

The Chosen One is fast.

But Kyle is faster, and there are too many divine particles to count, he?? Using the old way of controlling the magic thread, he stretched out five fingers towards the pipe that connected to the shallow sea.

The interlaced threads of divine particles burst out into the deadliest scissors of spiritual power against the Chosen One, and the flesh pipes connected to the bottom of the sea were instantly severed.

The naked upper body once again appeared with a few chitin-textured blood-patterned red gold armor, like blood-colored flames swaying on his body.

Kyle stared at the Chosen one indifferently and snapped his fingers.

The thread of divine particles burst out like a precise scalpel, instantly splitting the body of the Chosen One, and in the huge blood hole, the juice of the Chosen One fell like money.

He goes mad and kills Kyle, but is kicked sideways by Kyle and crashes into the beach next to him, setting off a lot of sand waves.

He walked slowly to the seashore, and in the roar of the Chosen One, he lowered the flesh and blood pipes onto the divine armament on his body.

"Esther, gluttonous feast!"

Esther instantly turned into a floating in ?? The white-haired girl in the liquid, the mucus that scattered out intercepted all the flesh pipes.

The flesh pipe seemed to come to life, sucking and wriggling into the deep sea, and streams of special substances were injected into Esther's body, and finally converged in Kyle's body.

… After 2 minutes...

Kyle kicked the dregs of the Chosen one again, and said with some annoyance:

"As I had guessed, your goal wasn't to exterminate the goblins in the first place."

"Kill you, I'm going to kill you......" The Chosen One instantly jumped to Kyle's edge with the remnants of his body, but before he could fight back, he saw a cold slick fall like a guillotine.

The already broken upper body was cut off in half again.

"Ah~ It's miserable."

Kyle stretched out his finger and tapped the Chosen One as he carried the upper body, sneering and saying, "What you need is not the life of the goblins, but the things in their heads!"

It doesn't matter if you kill them or not, the most important thing is to get enough memories of the goblins? It's no wonder that the end of the goblins will choose to directly turn all their fellow clans into fools comparable to monsters.

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As long as there is nothing in your head, there is no possibility for you to succeed...... These guys are really ruthless."

"Take her...... Give it back to me!" The consciousness of the Chosen One, another Kyle had not touched, seemed to have the upper hand over the fused remnant, constantly letting out angry roars.

The arthropod that had been shattered by Kyle grabbed Kyle's armor and turned his back to Kyle's back

The four sharp arthrops struggled frantically, as if they were about to tear their backs apart.

A thread of divine particles flashed, easily piercing the arthropods behind the Chosen One, and the already broken body became more and more weak like a kite with a broken string.

"It's not ~ over yet, Kai ~ Kyle ~ give her back to me, ...... her"

The Scarlet Sword slashed a strange blood light in the air, and in the splash of blood light, the Tong Kong of the Chosen One instantly changed from trembling to quiet, and was torn ??? 's head fell to the ground.

Kyle glanced at the blood-colored armor on his body, and said indifferently:

"Do you know the Chosen One who was used as material for the Scarlet Sword? It's really an unexpected and persistent feeling, and it's really insightful.

But unfortunately, this is not your story."

He looked up at the sky, and after the final shot, the weather was just right.

He smiled and said, "Mother World, reset the echoes of history!".

Crimson echoes