HBWnovel Chapter 123
Chapter 123
Lei Zhe knew that in the face of players' behaviors eroding their own space of existence, [Evil Fantasy Aurinina] would certainly not let them be swayed.
This weird "incarnation of love" is exactly the "source of cancer" that was born in Zack Chenovia's body when he returned to Yaori Mountain to face betrayal and pollution from evil gods after his bloody battle on the side of the ice field.
As the core of the self-defense mechanism of the mutated individual of the Resurrection, [Evil Fantasy Aurinina] cannot and will not directly implement a destructive attack of mutual annihilation, which limits most of her combat capabilities.
But correspondingly, she can perfectly monitor almost all the existence and movements in this space at all times, and continue to exert negative influence on the players in it, and summon all the dangerous monsters that the resurrection has seen in their life to defeat them.
This was supposed to deal a devastating blow to players who were not strong enough on paper, but it was blocked by a golden light full of vitality.
It was a young therapist with the words '[Resurrectionist][Healer] Zack Chenovia (Consciousness Projection)' on his head. Standing in the rainstorm, he propped up a dry space for the players with his staff .
Beside him, there is a girl with the words '[Self-discipline Magic Mechanism] Aurinina (Consciousness Projection)' on her head. She is interlocking her fingers with the former to provide him with support and strength. The eyes met the evil illusion outside.
The world is in turmoil.In a daze, a turbulent river came rushing, rolling past a place that no one could go outside this space.
In the river water, the appearances of countless nameless people flashed.It is the epitome of their experience of "self-renewal", "self-awakening" and "self-recovery" in a certain period of their life, and it is also an insignificant trace in this vast world.
That is the projection of the 'river of life, tributary of resurrection'.
On the river, a figure in a black robe with long jet black hair appeared, overlooking the space outside the glass-like space partition.
The red to black name and the terrifying blood bar made the players on the ground quickly discover his existence.
That was a ray of consciousness from the resurrected person—he discovered that his deepest spiritual space was being eroded and manipulated by powerful forces mixed from all directions.
He stared at that 'Zack with a 6000-year calendar' from afar.
Through the long river of life, man and god see each other.
Time seems to stand still at this moment.
A moment later, the resurrected person outside the barrier suddenly evoked a strange smile, and slowly stretched out his hand from the darkness.
His appearance distorted and changed suddenly, and a huge hideous figure appeared on the spot.
'[Evolution Cthulhu][Devil God] Zac Chenovia [Sublimation]' appeared on the edge of darkness.
From this moment on, there was no other color on him—gold in disguise?Crazy red?No, nothing left.There was only blurred and distorted darkness, and sharp claws, slowly nailing towards the seemingly fragile barrier...
As short as half a breath, the power bar flashed above his head, and a picture appeared in the darkness of everyone's hearts: Zac Chenovia in a black robe stood beside the cold operating table, smiling gently, The opponent's heart still connected to the blood vessels was taken out from the abdominal cavity of the live body on the stage.
The tearing skill [Anatomy of Death] suddenly descended on the barrier!
Accompanied by the sound of glass cracking, sharp and dazzling broken cracks appeared.The barrier also lit up with a blood bar - just now, it knocked out about one-thirtieth of its blood volume.
"Damn!!!" The players became nervous.
In the heavy rain, 'Therapist Zack' sighed softly, closed his eyes slowly, and stopped looking at his own body outside.
On top of his head, a power bar also appeared.
The skill [Sound of Waves] classified as 'Buff' was released, and a clear white light blesses all the Chosen Ones and the 'NPC' in it with an extremely powerful attribute panel.
A picture flashed in front of everyone's eyes.
——That was Zac Chenovia in a white tunic, who was greeted by thousands of people with his colleagues after the rescue of the Black Forest area.
The voices of those people were overwhelming, one after another like waves.And the people who utter every voice of thanks are waves on the sea.
'[Sound of Waves]' repaired some of the cracks on the barrier, but the remaining part began to twist and mutate, growing weird flesh and blood tentacles.
That is the distorted thinking logic of the resurrected people on "life" and "love".
It cooperates with the five senses and powerful power that have been partially assimilated into the perception of evil gods, and has not been corrected or purified for more than 300 years... so that now, there is no way back.
——When he was unable to self-correct his thinking for the first time and attacked ordinary people, the 'Zac Chenovia' in the real world died.
What survived was nothing but a growth-stage evil god with the same name as him.
The essence of the 'sublimation' period is the 'sublimation of individual life forms', and the seeds of evil gods are of course included in it.
This can be considered as a kind of 'evolution', it can be said that it is a kind of 'benign catalysis'.
But the life course of a "god" is of course longer and more difficult to change than those mortal things whose lives are as short as 6000 years at most.
Therefore, 'Zach Chenovia', who became a high-ranking therapist in his 300s 20 years ago, has not been able to touch the limit of 'sublimation' for 300 years.
Because before that, his progress on the career path was "an excellent person, pursuing a new realm", but after that, he became "an ordinary evil god, seeking the advancement of life forms"...
Inside the space barrier and outside Zac's small barrier, 'Garland', who did not bring 'Galen' in to make room for the players, frowned, subconsciously reached out and shook the unconscious 'Galen': " Hey, are you still awake?"
"..." The comatose Karen proved with practical actions that he was just a sleeping machine with no emotions.
"If you don't wake up again, I'm going to fight myself and not take you..." 'Garland' complained, "Speaking of which, when we first met back then, you really beat me hard..."
He looked at the long river that recorded everything outside the barrier, and sighed softly.
"Obviously I'm the same as you. I went to destroy the trafficking gang," 'Garland' murmured, "You obviously knew you were wrong, but you beat me up just because you got the chance to fight. Said that I just saw Lie Xinxi and wanted to learn from each other... Who is it!! I really wanted to give you a punch, but unfortunately I didn't have the strength..."
His sudden memory of the past has attracted the attention of many players and audiences, but it seems that he is a bit out of tune with everything in this scene.
But the blond knight didn't seem to be conscious, just smiled flatly, and nothing was reflected in his eyes that were emptied into the sky, as if he was so arrogant that he looked at everything in front of him, and he seemed to just look at everything in front of him equally.
"Garon Onsis, my friend, my spiritual mentor, my tough and unyielding comrade-in-arms, my powerful companion..."
The blond knight hugged his slender spear with one hand, and put the other on Karen's chest, feeling his heartbeat imitated in the spiritual world.
"...This may be the last time we meet in our lives." He said, "Look, outside is the powerful enemy you have dreamed of...won't you get up and start a hunt? This time, I will do my best to cooperate You, even if you want to carry out some plans that hurt yourself, let's go together."
The rain was still pouring down.The 'Evil God of Evolution' outside the barrier did not make any speeches, nor did they have any emotional fluctuations for what happened and displayed in front of them.
In Lei Zhe's eyes as a 'Garland', he is not so much a 'life body', but rather a magical machine made of biological tissues.
He is less 'human-like' than the man-made feathered man 'Irene', and looks more like 'Aurinina': a person without real sense of 'self-knowledge' and 'emotional cognition' Mechanism, a cold and unforgiving machine.
He didn't even concentrate on this scene, because his main consciousness was still dealing with the issue of fighting 'Xiu' and 'Irene'.
At this moment, the silver-haired and silver-eyed Yuren had already plunged into the ocean of black mud with his body straddled.The powerful power gained from the broken soul was unscrupulously released, breaking through all obstacles, and while tearing apart the attacking resurrected, it turned into a silver meteor together with him, falling straight into the black sea.
Under that sea, it is a part of the 'Pale Dead Sea' - the ontological concept of 'River of Life, Tributary of Resurrection'.
--die?
Here, no one is afraid of this!
The resurrected man's chest was almost crushed by the powerful wind energy, but he didn't care about the pain. The crystallized body of the 'repair' element has already broken many parts into energy clusters that can only be linked by secret energy, but he doesn't care about the pain.
——The cricket is fatally wounded. Apart from pain and death, what threat does it have? !
A real strong man may be afraid of pain, but he will never choose to give up anything because of this!
One side is as bright as gold, and the other side is as cold as silver.
When the two fell through the black mud and fell into a piece of icy cold salt water, the two pairs of glowing eyes of the two core bodies looked at each other in the darkness.
Now, this is not a family feud, nor is it a hero vs. a devil... but a battle for survival, a battle for roads!
"The destruction progress of the left hand is 83%, the right hand is 44%, and the main torso is 12%. The head and core are still not open."
In the heavy rain, a group of players who didn’t even have a temporary command center ran wildly in the main copy space to avoid damage while reporting the mechanism: “The right hand may have to support the left side. It is recommended to stay in the “left hand” related book!!”
'Boom! ! ! '
[Evil Fantasy Aurinina] Sweeping with one arm, some players returned to the resurrection point without even yelling "Ah!" inside.
And 'Garland', the fragment of the broken knight, did not look at anyone around him this time.
He just watched the resurrected person quietly, searching for the opponent's flaws with eyes that seemed to be harmless but were actually as sharp as a falcon.
He knew that was the point of it all.Apart from this, he should not waste any energy elsewhere.
The Chosen suffer, the innocent may be sacrificed... yes, indeed.
But if it doesn't end today, who can guarantee that suffering and sacrificing lives will not be expanded into 'the whole planet'?
'Garland Rosedale', he never thought he could be perfect or save everyone.He just faced all the challenges of suffering and did his best.
Therefore, he watched silently, watching the silver meteor fall in the tributary of the pale Dead Sea, watching a young child and a mighty mother go to the battlefield of no return.
Until a hand lifted up in the heavy rain and grabbed his arm violently.
Amidst the exclamation of everyone who was watching here, the black-haired man lying in the mud didn't waste any energy opening his eyes to speak against the heavy rain.
It's just his fingers like iron pincers, which almost made a creaking sound from the blond knight's tormented gauntlet.
In the heavy rain, 'Garland' smiled.
He held the opponent's forearm backwards, and at the same time he got up, he pulled the tall man on the ground up.
This time, the snow-white hunter no longer needed anyone to support him.
He just lowered his head, letting his short black and white hair hang down in the heavy rain that flooded the sky and the earth.
Then, he opened his eyes in the dark.