Facing the fierce attack of the devil, Root calmly responded to the enemy without any fear.
The movements of the two of them were a devastating force.
Fortunately, their battlefield was under the Explosive Tunnel. With this gap in time, most of the energy from the rampage would flow into another space. If not, most of the city would have been destroyed by them now.
"It looks like it's almost done..." Root said in a deep voice after fighting the demon head for the nth time, "Your remaining power is less than 6%, it's time to give up..."
"Hmph...can you also notice such a thing?" The devil's tone was as arrogant as ever.
At first glance, his state was no different from that at the beginning of the battle. The dark energy was still pulsating around him; the fighting spirit in his four magic eyes was even stronger than before.
But the world in the eyes of the derivatives is completely different...
"Your power is indeed beyond my initial calculation." Root continued, "But... it is still within the correction value."
Root's appearance at this time was different from before. She had given up her ordinary human appearance and turned into a liquid metal person whose whole body was like mercury. In this form, even if she was blasted into thousands of drops of liquid
, can also be reorganized in a short period of time, almost becoming an immortal state.
"If you were in the other world, I could completely wipe you out in just one minute." Root said coldly, "But here, I have to put in a lot of effort..." She slowly raised her right hand and stretched out
With one finger, a white energy ball quickly condensed on the fingertip, "So far, you have 'killed' me six times in total. In other words... you have successfully used six fatal attacks on me.
."
At this point, Root paused for two seconds, and a smile appeared on her face, which had only simple outlines and was made of liquid metal: "However... you must have noticed that every time after such an attack, I
It will become stronger.”
With the gentle swing of her fingers, the energy ball roared out like a cannonball, exploding a white light path and rushing towards the head of the demons with the force of a wind and a cloud.
The next second, the demonic energy suddenly ignited, and the demonic flames swallowed up the light.
The demon leader raised his hand, and black fire appeared in his palm, instantly burning up the ball of light blasted by Root in mid-air.
Lute looked at the god standing proudly in the fireworks with cold eyes, and snorted coldly... Then, she continued in a calm tone: "I might as well say it bluntly... I have experienced a total of
Fifteen times of 'alienation'. Every time I complete one... I will become weaker than my 'source form'." She paused, "After fifteen times, I reduced my strength to only
A state about three times stronger than a first-level derivative. Because only in this way... can I enter places other than the other world without causing abnormal reactions in the system."
As Root spoke, he took a step forward and approached his opponent: "As a controllable data, you were able to single-handedly make me shed my sixth form. This really surprised me. But...
That's it." Her voice seemed to have an invisible pressure attached to it, "Although I am still not as good as you in terms of destructive power, energy intensity, and speed... But what's left of you?
Even if all your power is exhausted, it will not be able to cause fatal harm to me."
While speaking, Root's steps did not stop. She walked unhurriedly to five meters in front of the demon head. She stretched out her arms and ten fingers suddenly stretched out like steel cones that suddenly grew.
.
The demon leader faced this sudden attack, but he did not dodge and faced it bravely. The black strange armor on his body was not a mortal thing, and it was not damaged at all under the impact of the liquid metal.
Clang Clang Clang——
Close knocking sounds were heard one after another, and some black sparks were splashed.
"If I don't speak, you just keep talking, right... Derivatives." Although the devil didn't take a step back, the light in his pupils dimmed a bit, "Do you really think... that this king has emerged?"
Are you doing your best?"
As soon as these words came out, even Root's expression changed.
"I'll use the power accumulated in this space to play with you, and you'll get carried away..." He smiled evilly and climbed onto the devil's face.
His four pupils were getting darker and darker, as if foreshadowing something. It turned out that this was not a sign of exhaustion, but...
"Since you are so confident, then I will release my true power and kill you ten or eight times... so why not?"
call out--
Suddenly, a ray of light struck from the side, passing right between Root and the Demon Head.
The power of this blow was not very strong, but it was enough for these two strong men to react.
"Please be patient... Lord Demon Head." A slightly sharp male voice sounded.
The leader of the demons glanced sideways at the visitor and said without looking back, "Why are you following me?"
"Of course it is to prevent you from making impulsive actions at this moment..." the man replied.
Root turned around and glanced at the other party.
Data identification:
——Break through the firewall...
--Download Information...
——Initiate countermeasures...
The shape recognition database is started, downloading, writing/correcting/writing/writing.
[Name:Taliom]
[Force: Head of Demons]
[Race: Cursed Priest]
【Level:359】
[Height: 180 cm]
[Weight: 60 kg]
[Combat Method: Chaos Spell]
[Have skills:???]
[Danger level:???]
Speech recognition: established.
Location: x-044.
Tracking and positioning: Unable to start.
Fuck control status: out of control.
Tactical control options:???.
"Are there another one..." Root thought, "Huh... the result won't change anyway..."
Taliom is currently crossing his legs, sitting on the top of a building in the distance and talking to the two people here. He is wearing a black robe and a gorgeous cape, and his appearance looks very similar to that of a human being.
Like, it's just that his cheekbones are a bit higher than the average person, and there are two eyeballs in each of his eyes; in addition, Taliom's skin color is white, pure white...
"Lord Demon Head, you had a great time fighting, right? Why don't we just let it go." Talliom said. Although his words were quite respectful, his tone sounded very frivolous.
"Do you think this king will lose?" The leader of the demons asked these words, which can be said to be murderous.
"No, no, no..." Taliom quickly shook his head and waved his hands, "I just want to remind you, sir... if you release all your power, this space will be over." He shrugged and spread his hands, "If we get to that point...
Then you will not be able to bring this place under your rule, and you will give excuses to the other three gods. Besides... killing this derivative will not do you any good..." He pointed at Root and continued
, "Obviously, the purpose of this derivative is not to occupy this place, so... you might as well follow me back to the scorched land of chaos first, and we will come back after the battle between the derivatives and those travelers from other worlds is over. Even if something goes wrong during this period
What kind of accident happened? Those officials, jurors and the Nine Chiefs of the Undead were also killed. Sir, you have not suffered any losses."
Tullyom's strategy is undoubtedly correct. As the think tank of the leader of all demons, this curse priest does his duty diligently, always considers his superiors, and settles accounts very clearly.
"He's right." Root actually agreed with this and instantly restrained his fighting spirit, "Continuing to fight will do no good to you or me."
Unlike the "controllable" data of the Four Pillar Gods, an AI like Root can completely make compromises. At certain times, her response method is actually similar to that of a "player".
This is not a gap in "wisdom", but a superiority in thinking mode. Taking the dimension as an example, the derivatives are the existence between players and NPCs. Players can let anything in this dimension go as they please, including the world
The end; NPCs have set personalities, positions, and ideas. They must follow their own worldview and "live" in this dimension; as for the derivatives... it is rather strange, they are like
They are a group of cultivators who will never survive the catastrophe. Even if they have transcendent consciousness, they still have to stay in the mortal world.
At this moment, Root, as a more advanced AI, is naturally not willing to risk "the entire space being destroyed" to fight the leader of the demons. She will try her best to avoid any variables that will affect her ultimate goal.
…………
At the same time, among Golden Maggot No. 1.
"Hey... are you lost?" Matcha Su asked with empty eyes in the back seat.
"I don't know the road to begin with..." Xiao Tan replied, "I'm just driving in one direction..." He changed the subject, "But... I wanted to say it ten minutes ago, the road in front of me seems familiar.
ah……"
"Then why don't you say anything!" Matcha Su shouted, "We are probably trapped by something, right?"
"Is it...could it be a ghost hitting the wall?" Xiaotan asked with a panicked expression.
Matcha Su saw Xiao Tan's expression in the rearview mirror, and immediately sighed and said: "I'm sorry, little brother, you are so cowardly, why do you always think about those horrible developments after encountering something?" She said
He replied, "Can't you reason toward more scientific and practical conclusions?"
"Penrose Stairs?" Xiao Tan asked again, his reaction was very quick.
"Uh..." Matcha Su continued, "Actually, I just wanted to say that maybe we fell into some skill or trap."
"Have you never heard of this term, so you changed the subject?" Xiaotan's intuition was frighteningly sharp.
"Stop talking nonsense! No matter what the reason is...as the driver, you have to bear the main responsibility!" Matcha Su replied angrily.
"Don't think about it... you are like the needle on a clock, always spinning in circles." Suddenly, a strange voice came from the roof of the car and joined their conversation: "If you don't find the caster, you will never be there again."
