It was not difficult for Jiang Bai to see the stragglers, even if he couldn't walk through the gate, he could still climb the ventilation duct.

After all, it's not the first time I've climbed, and I'm quite familiar with the road.

The laboratory, which had been closed for a few days, had not been opened, and Jiang Bai looked down through the ventilation duct and found that there was no one inside.

Only the great mechanical armament remained silent.

Bai Yuan forcibly opened a hole in the ventilation pipe, and Jiang Bai quietly jumped onto the head of the mechanical armament.

Jiang Bai squatted on the head of the mechanical armament and reached out to knock on the door.

Call the Skirmishers! Call the Skirmishers! Please reply when you receive it! Please reply when you receive it!

Jiang Bai's movements lasted for more than ten seconds, and the stragglers woke up from their slumber.

Seeing Jiang Bai, he was in a good mood.

The huge mechanical armament stretched out its hands as if it were stretching its waist, and Jiang Bai stepped on top of his head and did not move.

The eyes of the mechanical armament lit up with two purple lights, which had completely awakened.

"What do you think you're stepping on?"

The balladeer's voice came from it, with the same arrogance as ever.

Jiang Bai looked down at the steel head at his feet.

"Isn't it a head?"

"No, it's the god's head." The Balladeer emphasizes the word "god".

"If anyone dared to step on my head, he would have died 800 times. But whoever made you my favorite, I will reluctantly forgive your arrogance......"

"Lady God, you're so nice! Then I'll step on it twice......"

Jiang Bai said, and really jumped on the spot twice, feeling the feeling of his feet.

Hearing the previous sentence, the straggler's face was slightly red, and the sudden compliment made him feel a little ashamed.

But in the next sentence, this shame disappeared immediately.

You must know that he is now one with the god of the right machine, and Jiang Bai is bouncing on the head of the god of the right machine, just like the touch of bouncing on his head.

His head tilted, and Jiang Bai, who had just jumped up, lost the place where he landed, and fell directly into the mouth that was suddenly opened by the God of Justice.

The Balladeer clasped his hands around his chest, and the huge conduit dug into the shadows behind his back seemed to hang him in mid-air.

He looked at Jiang Bai condescendingly:

"You're presumptuous."

"Isn't this blessed by the gods? Otherwise, how dare I be presumptuous......" Jiang Bai's hippie smile is a good hand to climb up the pole.

"Hmph, my blessing is not for you to be pampered and proud of."

"How can you describe me in that word? Am I that kind of person? I am your most faithful believer! Your will is the direction of my sword, and your wish is the goal of my life! ”

Jiang Bai's rainbow fart skills have nothing to say, and the words come in sets.

The skirmishers listened to his words, and while feeling exaggerated, they actually had an inexplicable sense of pleasure.

Although he knew that Jiang Bai's words were mostly joking, it just made him feel very comfortable listening to them.

The usual arrogant tone is a little arrogant.

"Alright, don't talk this useless nonsense, I'm not here to listen to your compliments."

Having said that, the Balladeer wanted him to say more.

After going through so many hardships to become a god, these praises and recognitions suddenly made those pains not worth mentioning.

He is such a friend, and the recognition of friends is naturally extremely important.

Although Jiang Bai knew that the straggler was a guy with different hearts, he was really not a roundworm in his stomach, so he naturally skipped the compliment.

"How do you feel about having the power of a god?"

The balladeer spread his hands and looked unusually happy.

"I felt empowered from top to bottom. The enemies of the past are like ants to me today. ”

"Did that beat Raiden Shogun?"

The balladeer's expression froze.

"Hmph, if I fight again, I will never be defeated by her men!"

Jiang Bai nodded, understood.

I can't beat it, but it should be okay to draw it.

"How's the Doctor's strength?"

Raiden Shogun is no longer an enemy, and there is little chance that the skirmishers are fighting Adazuma Shogun.

What they are facing now is the Doctor.

"He didn't really do it, and I don't know what he's really capable of. And it's just a slice of him that appears here. ”

The skirmishers clenched their fists slowly, and their gestures were unstoppable.

"I admit that he is strong enough to be the second seat, but in front of me, who has become a god, he is just a bigger ant."

He was full of strength and was now very inflated.

Jiang Bai's judgment was not affected by the inflated skirmishers.

He knew the strength of the skirmisher before he became a god, and using the heart of a god to become a god was at most an additional power of the heart of a god.

Perhaps it was because the gods he met earlier didn't take the heart of God seriously, so he had the illusion that the power of the heart of God was just like that.

So, he really didn't think that the current Balladeer would be able to single-handedly take on the Doctor.

"What do you mean by slices?"

"That guy made prosthetic slices of himself for each age group and used them for different studies."

"How else can you do that?"

Jiang Bai felt that he had seen a lot.

Slices of their own at different ages? Doesn't that mean there are multiple PhDs?

That's a real problem.

They didn't know exactly how many doctors had come to Sumeru, beware of one, and the other.

"I don't know how he did it. The Fatui executives are not normal people. ”

"I feel ......"

He had only seen four executives so far, and all four of them were not normal.

Jiang Bai looked at the stragglers, "What are you going to do next?" ”

"The experiment is not completely complete, although I already have the strength of a demon god, I still lack the wisdom of a god."

"You want the wisdom of the gods?"

"If you want to become a god, you must become a perfect god." The skirmishers said it for granted.

He didn't want to be a half-finished product anymore, just like he used to be.

Jiang Bai felt a little headache.

The straggler didn't want to go, how could he persuade him to move like this?

"You should be able to realize it, the Akademiya will inevitably act in the wisdom of the gods to ensure that it can control you, and it will be dangerous for you to continue to stay."

"So what? As long as you can become a god, the risk is insignificant. ”

"Moreover, this in itself is an equivalent exchange. They helped me become a god, and I answered their wishes. Whether it is polluted by the World Tree or used by sages, the birth of God is always meaningful......"

The Balladeer could actually feel it, and when this mechanical weapon truly became a god, his consciousness would probably be completely devoured.

Just like now.

Link your arms, and your arms will be unconscious.

Linked to the thighs, their own thighs can barely exert force.

And with this mechanical head, his consciousness will be gradually devoured.

(End of chapter)