Chapter 817: Huh? (Please vote for the big chapter)
Chapter 818 Huh? (Please vote for the big chapter)
In the dark and silent space, He Ao felt the direction of his body while wrapping the old man's body with the power of super memory.
The large twisted and squirming patterns in the surrounding darkness approached crazily, trying to devour the old man's soul.
Compared to He Ao's power, the soul of an ordinary person is as weak as a glimmer of light in this dark space. If you are not careful, you will be completely devoured by these twisted patterns.
Even though He Ao protected him all the way, the old man's soul showed some signs of instability.
However, this period of dark space was not long, and He Ao quickly passed through it under the guidance of the finger bone fossils and returned to his body.
After returning to his body, he did not open his eyes directly, but appeared in a pure white space.
He let go of his hand, took back the power entangled in the old man's soul, and then turned off super memory.
At this moment, the old man has fallen into a coma.
Even with the protection of super memory, traveling through the "dark space" still caused great harm to ordinary souls like the old man.
Even his soul has become unstable.
He Ao estimated that he could only take one soul out of the Kingdom of God. If he took one more soul, there was a high probability that both souls would be torn apart in the process of traveling through the dark space and become the nourishment of that dark space.
And even if you only bring one soul, it will cause a great loss to the power of Chaoyi.
But fortunately, everything was not too out of control.
In this vast white space, the old man's soul, which was on the verge of collapse, no longer collapsed.
The surrounding light trembled, and a little girl in a red dress appeared from beside He Ao, staring at the old man's soul suspended in the air.
This space is the body of the 'paper butterfly'.
The paper butterfly itself is a product of soul power and spiritual power, and it also has a special place to accommodate spiritual power.
Because of the special connection between the paper butterfly itself and He Ao, He Ao can also enter this place.
At this time, He Ao was also watching the old man's physical condition through his 'spiritual vision'.
Under the care of Alice's own abundant spiritual power, the old man's soul state not only stopped the trend of collapse, but also became stable.
This reminded He Ao of the 'souls' living in the eternal Kingdom of God.
Under normal circumstances, souls exposed to the outside world will dissipate within a short period of time, unless there is some kind of special container to contain them.
But even if it accommodates most containers, such as the extraordinary item of Virunte that can summon the undead that Hoao has seen, these extraordinary items can only ensure that the soul only leaves some residual memories, but cannot guarantee the integrity of the soul.
The resentful spirits in the church inside, including Alice, only left some remnants of their sanity, and basically none of them could retain their complete sanity.
But after the residual power of the church inside was finally gathered into a 'paper butterfly' thanks to He Ao, the space inside the paper butterfly experienced some kind of change, and it already had the ability to nourish the soul to a certain extent.
Countless thoughts passed through He Ao's mind.
It seems that the church inside may really be one of the "experimental products" made by the Eternal Esoteric Cult in the process of building the Eternal Kingdom of God.
He raised his head and glanced at the white space around him, thoughtfully.
But he quickly retracted his thoughts and stared at the old man in front of him.
He could feel that caring for the old man's soul required 'consuming' the energy in this space.
Although the soul of an ordinary person is not a burden to Alice, what if there are thousands of souls?
So this is the essence of how ‘work’ is exchanged for survival time in the Eternal God’s Kingdom?
The Eternal Divine Kingdom itself cannot provide the energy to sustain so many souls, so it obtains energy by letting these souls do certain 'labor'.
But how can the ‘labor’ of these souls in the Eternal Kingdom of God be transformed into the power of the Eternal Kingdom of God itself?
By drawing from the void? Or some special way of generating energy?
Judging from the current consumption of Alice, the energy consumed to stabilize a soul is not much, and the consumption of a more complete Eternal Kingdom will probably be even lower.
If this energy conversion method is efficient enough, is the Eternal Kingdom actually driving these 'souls' to 'earn' energy for themselves?
Judging from the first few 'private spaces' that He Ao arrived at, there are at least some other people who can squander the energy in the Eternal Kingdom of God.
Those people also mentioned the words ‘online’ and ‘virtual reality’.
Does this mean that they are not 'permanent residents' of the Eternal Kingdom of God? They can actually 'go online and offline' freely through some kind of device?
For them, the Eternal Divine Kingdom is a more high-end ‘game’ that they can enjoy in reality or in the Eternal Divine Kingdom.
Perhaps in the eyes of these people, the Eternal Kingdom of God may be the real ‘ideal kingdom’.
He Ao retracted his thoughts and his eyes stayed on the sleeping old man who was gradually recovering in front of him.
If you want to allow ordinary people to go online and offline freely, this means that the Eternal Kingdom of God cannot be like the church inside. You have to resist a wave of pollution and verify your loyalty to the eternal light before you can enter.
Perhaps, the Eternal Kingdom of God is actually closer to the real world than the church inside?
He Ao remembered the light he first saw above Winter City.
He withdrew his gaze and glanced at Alice beside him.
Maybe, it's more than just 'close'.
Immediately, he nodded to Alice and left this pure white space.
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Bright daylight shines into Heao's eyes through the narrow old window.
As he slowly opened his eyes, the world around him gradually became clearer.
What was next to him at the moment was a face sleeping soundly on the edge of the bed. Part of the scattered red hair was spread on the white sheets, and part of it slid down the bed strings.
As He Ao woke up, the figure lying beside the bed twitched her eyelids, and then slowly opened her eyes. She sat up straight, raised her head and looked at He Ao in surprise, "Are you awake?!
"
For a C-level transcendent, even if she is in a sleeping state, as long as she is not sleeping particularly hard, her perception of the outside world is particularly keen.
Then the C-class transcendent in front of He Ao seemed to feel that his emotions were a little too enthusiastic. He calmed down his expression slightly and looked at He Ao gently, "How do you feel?"
"much better,"
He Ao nodded slightly and glanced at Lena's messy hair, "How long have I been 'sleeping'?"
"Um?"
Lena glanced at the small electronic clock hanging on the wall and said, "Six or seven hours."
He Ao also looked at the electronic clock. The current time was 7:30 in the morning.
"Is it?"
He rubbed his forehead and looked around. He seemed to be lying in a place similar to a 'pharmacy', "Where is this?"
"My secret base,"
Lena shrugged. She raised her head and glanced around, "This is a ward and a pharmacy. I prepared a 'nest' for myself. None of my subordinates know the existence of this place."
"Are those two FBI guys here?"
After thinking for a short time, He Ao thought about it.
Lena said before that she had arranged the FBI people to a place no one knew about.
"Not there,"
Lena shook her head, "But they have another secret base near here, and Klin last night. I sent them all there. Do you want to meet them? Are you okay now?
"
"no problem."
He Ao shook his head and sat up holding on to the bed string, "Let's go over and meet them."
"OK."
Lena found a large leather jacket for He Ao and put it on her body.
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cloud area
"What on earth are you doing?"
In the luxurious office, the neatly dressed old man looked angrily at the white-robed priest in front of him, "We demolished an entire building last night! As a result, we lost five more mechas and dozens of dragoons.
Do you think these things are just Chinese cabbage? Don’t you need money?”
He put his hand on the table and looked coldly, "Tell me, who were you chasing last night? What did you find? If you still regard us as allies."
"Don't worry, Mr. Vincent,"
The white-robed priest smiled gently,
"We are one. Something happened last night that we did not expect. A battle between two B-class strong men who were suspected to be related to the old religion. It is normal to tear down a building. This can only mean that
They fought with great restraint, and they were both very powerful, each mastering their own power perfectly."
"Is B-class so strong?"
Vincent stared at the white-robed priest.
"Of course, you have seen the giant beast in the sky,"
The smile on the white-robed priest's face remained unchanged, "Such a powerful weapon can only compete with B-level,"
Then he went on to say, "Without a fleet of escorts, large weapons like the Sky Beast cannot actually resist the faster, stronger, and smaller humanoid B-class warriors. It's just a matter of dismantling such a giant weapon."
It just takes some time."
"Are you threatening me?"
Vincent's face became colder and colder, "Don't forget who is providing you with funds, venues, and shelter? Can you B-class extraordinarys be stronger than the Federation? Stronger than Rockville Energy Group?"
"You are worrying too much, we are one body, we both prosper and suffer,"
The smile on the white-robed priest's face remained stable, "We also lost a core preacher last night, and a church was demolished. Our losses were not light, and we also want to catch the person who died last night.
That guy."
"So what exactly happened last night?"
Vincent sat back on the chair and said coldly, "I need to know the whole story. At least, I need to know who caused us losses last night."
"All right,"
The white-robed priest sighed, raised his bracelet and clicked it, "I have sent you the information about the Class B who was suspected of escaping last night."
Vincent raised his bracelet and glanced at the document. Then his expression froze and he looked at the white-robed priest angrily, "A child?"
"Yes, according to our intelligence, the Class B who survived last night was this... young gentleman."
The white-robed priest chuckled and said, "We hope that you will cooperate with us and mobilize the power of the joint industry to search for this person. Of course, if you don't believe it, then we have nothing to do. I still have something to do in the church. If you have other things to do,
, you can contact me again.”
With that said, he walked directly to the door of the office, opened the door and walked out.
The office fell into silence again.
The angry expression on Vincent's face disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. He stared at the portrait of the young boy on the bracelet, thoughtfully.
"Sir, do we need to send someone to find this child?"
Behind Vincent, the middle-aged man who had been standing silently spoke slowly, "Is the Eternal Secret Church trying to trick us?"
"Not too possible,"
Vincent shook his head, "They seem to have been looking for this child. No matter whether this child is Class B last night or not, he must be very important to the Eternal Secret Cult. Don't underestimate anyone because of his age. Arrange for someone to cooperate with the Eternal Secret Cult."
Find it.
"But if you find it, don't tell the Eternal Secret Cult first. Tell me first."
"Do you want to use this child to check the Eternal Secret Cult?"
The middle-aged man said thoughtfully, and as he spoke, he sighed, "These cultists are becoming more and more rude. If our giant sky beasts were still there, they would never be as arrogant as they are today."
"When he is strong, he should be arrogant, don't worry,"
Vincent shook his head and glanced at the snow-covered city outside the window, "Go and contact Captain Lutz. We should meet."
"yes!"
The middle-aged man lowered his head slightly, his eyes deep.
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storm zone
There was still light snow falling in the sky in the morning. He Ao and Lena, wrapped in fur coats, got off the off-road vehicle and stood in front of an old iron gate.
Boom--boom--boom
Lena raised her hand with black leather gloves and knocked on the door three times rhythmically.
"Which one?"
After a brief moment of silence, a hoarse, deep voice sounded from behind the door.
"landlord."
Lena answered calmly.
Click——
The old iron door opened, and the bandaged man stepped aside and looked at the two figures in front of him, "Come in quickly, it's cold outside."
The two entered the room one after another. The bandaged man looked up at both sides of the door and closed the door.
The electronic fireplace in the room is burning, and as soon as you enter the room, a warm breath hits your face.
He Ao and Lena shook off the snow from their bodies and hung their fur coats on the iron coat rack nearby.
"Ha~"
He Ao looked at his whitened fingers, breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed his palms.
Although extraordinary people are not prone to cold, their perception is stronger than that of ordinary people.
"Is it Mr. Iroh?"
At this time, FBI Gast, who had closed the door, came over and looked at He Ao with some curiosity.
"Hello."
He Ao smiled and nodded to him.
"Hello,"
Gaster looked around at He Ao with surprise and curiosity, and said with a smile, "You are young and you are promising. You are young and you are promising."
Then he turned and walked toward the fireplace, where Colin and another young agent were sitting.
He lifted a Moka pot in front of the fireplace and said, "We made coffee, do you want some?"
The Moka pot is a tool for extracting coffee through steam. Water is placed below and coffee powder is placed in the middle. During the heating process, the water vapor will bring the extracted coffee and spray out from the nozzle on the top layer of the pot.
"Thanks."
Heao sat on the chair in front of the fireplace and nodded slightly.
"The coffee I brew tastes very good."
Gaster smiled, took out two paper cups, poured coffee for Howo, and then poured it for Lena.
While pouring the coffee, he looked at He Ao and asked casually, "By the way, Mr. Yiluo, is the mecha pilot who destroyed the sky beast also one of yours?"
"That's me."
He Ao held the coffee and looked at him doubtfully.
