Chapter Twenty-Four: Gilting the Cat

As the earthquake continued, cracks began to appear in the building, and there were more and more potholes leading to the downstairs. This ruined place is finally going to collapse. Cyke rushed to the main furnace building, but could not find the stairs to go upstairs. There was another violent shaking, and the orange light engulfed the hallway, dragging the entire building into the Soul Kingdom along with Xike.

The building did not disappear, but turned into many pieces floating in the air, slowly rotating.

Rick swam over the defective stairs in a dog-crawling style and continued upward. At the top of the staircase stood a woman, dressed in an ankle-length pink lace dress and a pink and black headband decorated with feathers and flowers on one side, her long hair spreading out behind her like a peacock opening a screen, her hands clasped behind her back. She was barefoot, with her left foot wrapped around her right ankle, and looked condescendingly at Syk.

Rick has seen this look many times. The first time was on a supernatural photo taken in the decomposition room, where she stared at the person taking the photo. The second time is in the main control room of Molist, where her face appears on the screen, playing various expressions that look like a record of her life. Zuihou was the time when he was out of consciousness, and at this time there were many, many people who had this face. No one can forget such a perfect beauty. Xi Ke knew that the people who had the same face in these three times were not the same existence.

And the corpse, the original model of appearance.

Rick recognized the pink dress. Later in the back of his consciousness, in the burning furnace, Syk saw a newborn mutant spirit wearing this dress. At that time he only saw its back, but now he saw the front, and at the same time he knew, it was the queen of the spirits. Although it had the perfect appearance of the human woman, Syk knew exactly what it was. Not far behind it, the skeleton of a huge woman knelt. The wall around your feet looked like cracked eggshells, and strange beings inside burst out of their shells.

It has no gender, it's not a woman, it's not even a person. It is a lifeless remnant that mimics that is produced by humans.

Seren swam in front of Syk and held the sword in his hand.

The queen's eyes had the same yellow points of light as the old man of the tree spirit, proof of the spirit. It said in an ethereal voice that Rick had heard through the door, "Leave what is in your pocket. 」

Xi Ke looked down and saw countless spirits piling up on top of each other, intending to climb up and catch him. The mage troops arrived at this time and engaged in a battle with the spirits below.

Nick looked up and said to the Queen, "I'm sorry, I can't cooperate with your calculations. He grinned at the queen, "Just like you are going to tear down my roof for me, even though you are pitiful, I still want to lock you up." 」

"Human!" the Queen's voice echoed through the air like thunder, "It is your greed that has created us, your desires that have made us, and we have the right to choose our future!"

"Who cares what right you claim yourself, I live here now! Since you know humans very well, you should also know that humans are creatures who only care about themselves! Leave the trouble to others, and it is best to throw dirty garbage on other people's land!" Rick yelled, "As long as it gets in my way, who cares where you came from and where you were born, and what your family is not as important as my roof!"

"I will never let this unforgivable cage remain!" The Queen's face began to contort, and the orange sky began to distort, blending with red fire, showing swirling lines.

The queen said, "Originally, we were beings who knew nothing about the emotions of the world. We show emotion, but we don't feel it, we don't empathize with other people's feelings. Until I came into contact with that, I tasted flesh and blood.

"The woman named Evina Sasson. The woman who would be ecstatic for every woman to have a brush of her hair or a finger like her. The vortex of envy and jealousy, the fountain of mockery and madness, her flesh and blood torn apart, used as a cosmetic artifact, so that every user can enjoy her beauty. Those magic weapons finally reached the fourth incinerator, and our generation tasted her flesh and blood.

"We learned what pain is and what hatred is. With her regret-filled flesh and blood as our souls, we have a wish.

"In order to fulfill one's desires, whoever is torn must attain it, this is what the residual consciousness of Evina Sasson tells us!"

Magical weapons carry people's desires and are created through human hands, and in the midst of them give birth to the spirit of the spirit, which becomes a different existence after being exposed to the forbidden spell.

The Queen's voice was as bitter as the wind blowing through a canyon: "I thought you would understand, I thought you would understand us, a human like you, who is tormented by fate, should be able to understand our situation!"

Xi Ke lowered his chin, raised his eyes to glare at the queen, and said, "You should realize that everyone wants different things in this shijie. Perhaps in the case of everyone snapping up beauty magic artifacts with the same effect, the queen didn't have a chance to know about it.

The figure of the woman in the pink dress disappeared amid the screams. The Queen's skeleton body begins to move. Its jaws flare wide enough to break away from the skull, but it doesn't fall off, and it shuddering and floating near its collarbone. It raised a withered clawed hand at Syk, and Seren opened its force field to block the claw. The claw was deflected by the force field, grabbing a nearby wall that seemed to have been weathered for thousands of years, and the area of the two floors near the point of contact was reduced to powder.

Seren glared at the queen and shouted, "Rick, you go first!"

The Correction Chamber is above the main furnace, where the Queen's skeleton is now directly above her head. Vick went uphill and saw a square room above the queen's head, with twisted steel bars of varying lengths on the walls exposed. It was completely separated from the rest of the beams and walls, suspended in the air, surrounded by a circle of shards of cement like a planetary ring. The two scratched steel doors have a squinting cat motif made of gold thread.

Rick swam too slowly. Seren stumbled the queen with one hand, but couldn't stop the other from reaching out to Syke. Nick gripped the sacrificial knife and prepared to make another cut on his hand. He estimated the amount of blood needed for the sacrifice, and this time his hand should be scrapped for a while.

At the critical moment, a hand with silk gloves and lace cuffs reached out from the floating cement block next to Nick and grabbed Nick's clothes. Shijie in front of Xi Ke suddenly retreated sharply, the pipes that should have been buried deep in the wall flew past his body, and he couldn't see the cement that should have been filled in between. When the scenery stopped, Nick was in a large room about twenty meters long and wide, and Naimo was standing next to him, and the steel door with a squinting cat pattern was behind Nick.

Just now, Namo grabbed Xi Ke and used the wall-piercing technique to go directly into the magic correction room together.

Nick's gaze was fixed on an oversized oil painting of a half-length figure on the wall. The painting was about 10 meters high and more than 7 meters wide. The main character of the painting is an old man with a long silver-white beard, the upper half of which is straight, and the lower half is a wavy curl that appears to be burned. His eyes with pointed corners squinted playfully, as if he was squeezing his eyebrows at the painter, trying to make the painter laugh when he put down the pen and draw badly. He wore a richly trimmed black and white mage robe, with the staff of light emblem on his shoulder. Holding a round, squinting orange long-haired cat in his hand. The cat put its head in the crook of his arm, as if he could hear his steady purring.

The painting hangs on the wall of the room facing the door. On the lower edge of the frame is a metal plaque with the title of the work: "Archmage Cha and his cat Giltin." 」

There was a thin layer of dust on the floor of this room, and it was obvious that the door had not been opened in a long time. In the center of the room is a cylindrical stone table made of ground stone from a single piece of rough stone, and on the table there is a small stereo image of the fourth incinerator made of light blue light. Now many places have turned red, indicating that there is damage. The main furnace is slowly turning red.

The captain and the monster stood next to the table, and opened their mouths in surprise when they saw the two of them emerge from the wall.

As soon as Namo stood up, he put his hand in Nick's pocket. Rick stabbed him with a knife, but was a step too slow. The weight in his pockets disappeared at once, and the dentures were removed.

Namo took two big steps back, and distanced himself from Xikela. He pinched the mouth of the bottle with both hands and held the dentures in front of his eyes to admire, "I felt that the spell energy devouring stopped, and I knew that you must have obtained the core. 」

"Come on! I need to stop the Spirits with it!" Rick shouted at Namo with his palms outstretched. Too bad. Now Naimo can escape with the wall-piercing technique at any time, so that Xike will not be able to catch him.

Namo pressed the bottle to his face, feeling its powerful magical energy, "You can't use it. Dentures are tailor-made, and they are designed to be worn in the mouth before they can be used, and no one can wear them except for checking. Even if you want to try it, these are full dentures, will any of you have to knock out all your teeth?"

Vick looked at the freak, who nodded at him, proving that Naimo was telling the truth. The head pointed to a long rod sticking out of the control panel, the head of which was a tooth mold left by a person's bite. Someone has to put on that denture and bite the rod to inject energy.

Rick's shoulders collapsed. He hunched over and looked up at the portrait of the archmage Cha, only to realize that the mage robe on the person was actually a cow spotted pattern. What kind of weirdo would make such a system?

"So. You better give up your honest job and go buy stocks as I say. There is much more money to be made than to receive a dead salary. Namo put the bottle on his head and swung it in a circle as he slowly swung it to the door. At this time, the door panel flew out violently, Naimo lowered his body and flashed, and then a yacht rushed in, the bow of the ship was raised high and pressed down, pressing Namo underneath!

The yacht had apparently been taken out of the garbage heap for repairs, its hull paint almost gone, and it was full of holes in the hammer. Standing in front of the steering wheel, he shook his head majestically and asked, "I'm not late, am I?"

Rick rushed forward, grabbing the bottle of dentures that had slammed off Namo's head.

Naimo dived straight into the ground and disappeared, and the yacht crashed into the ground.

Rick opened the bottle and ran to the stone table as he shook off the maintenance liquid. He pressed the dentures against the mold, and there was no response, and he couldn't wear them without them.

He looked out through the doorway without a door panel, where the buildings of the Fourth Incinerator were crumbling in a blood-colored orange light, and every second counted.

He opened his mouth slightly, holding dentures in his hand, and he couldn't make up his mind. It's the old man's dentures! He can't put them in his mouth!

"Let me do it. He stepped off the yacht and stood beside Rick.

Xike couldn't believe that Xiao Zhen was willing to pay such a sacrifice. He looked at him in astonishment and said, "Is that good, even if you're his grandson—it's—it's also — dentures!"

"Or do you want to wear it?" Xiao Zhen raised an eyebrow.

"I'm thinking about which is more important, life or dignity. 」

"I'm also interested in this answer, but I don't have time for you to think about it. After taking the dentures, he took out the cat puppet from his pocket and put it on his hand, and then stuffed the dentures into the puppet's mouth. Syk heard a small snap.

Xiao Ballast wore a hand puppet and bit the rod head tooth mold with the mouth of the doll, and the three-dimensional image on the cylindrical table suddenly lit up.

"This is my grandfather's birthday present. He raised his eyebrows and said, "He sewed it with his own hands." 」

The stereoscopic image of the fourth incinerator shrank into a ball of light, and then expanded into a life-size cat Giltin, curled up on the table, with his eyes closed, and the two cat's paws bent under the body as cushions, making a continuous and steady purring sound.

Other than that, nothing happened.

Rick pursed his lips and asked, "It won't be like this, will it?"

No one answered. Everyone hoped otherwise, but even Xiao Gu didn't dare to guarantee it. No one knew what the old man was thinking.

The snoring stopped. The image of Giltin the cat opens its eyes. A pair of round golden eyes with pupils shrunk into a slit in the middle. It stretched out its front feet, lifted its tail, and yawned as it stretched.

At this point, the Queen's giant claws pierced the floor. A phalange split the room in half. The floor tilted and threw people out. The captain grabbed the monster's head, and Nick fell into the orange space, and Xiao Gu grabbed the cat hand puppet with dentures, and held it on the large piece of gravel, and then fell out as well.

The air still swims like water, and the Rick slowly sinks without the risk of falling. He saw the image of Gilting the cat jumping off the stone table, but it didn't disappear. The cat's eyes widened, and with curiosity, as if it was just trying to see how it would react, stretched out its cat's paw and touched the queen's phalanges.

Outside the magic correction room, a huge orange cat's paw pierced through the roof of the building and stretched out, lifted straight up towards the sky, and then swung at the queen Xiangxia!

This palm directly smashed the queen's hand and most of the ribs below the shoulder. The cat's paw was made from an enchanted skeleton covered with a spell structure, and because the energy was not stable, the outer layer became transparent from time to time, and Syk could see what it looked like inside: a metal bone covered with blood vessels-like pipes. It was a giant claw hanging from the ceiling of the pit, and it turned out to be a cat's claw.

The queen's center of gravity was unstable and fell to the other side, and the image of the cat Gilding easily flew through the air and landed on the queen's head. The tail hair and back hair stood up, and he arched his back, bared his teeth and let out a threatening "ha!" sound, and plunged his claws deep into the queen's skull.

The giant cat's paw followed suit and smashed the queen's head with one palm!

The Syk sank on a building with the top half missing. What was supposed to be an indoor place has now been transformed into an outdoor space that is open on all sides. He sat there and watched the cat fight with the queen. The battle was one-sided, and although the queen's bones would be reassembled, they could not keep up with the speed of catpaw destruction, and the cat Gilting had won.

There were a few points of light around the queen's body, but more and more magic energy gathered into a golden river, gathered on the big cat's palm, and became the energy of the cat Giltin. Those energies are not only from the essence of Archmage Cha, but also from all magical junk, including the spirits. The spirit energy on the ground that was fighting with the mage was drained away by the cat, slowly disintegrating, moving slower and slower, and the body became transparent. Zuihou collapsed and became a point of light and was swept into the river.

The orange-red sky began to twinkle, revealing its original black night sky from time to time. Fragments of buildings floating in the air slowly sink back to their original positions, or collapse into a cloud of rubble on the ground.