The peeping of souls is mutual, and the familiar soul fluctuations let me know who the visitor is, but this existence is what I least want to see now.
"It's been a long time indeed, but if possible, I really don't want to see you again... Yongye."
It was a very strange feeling. When the person's voice came over and he appeared at the end of the distance, the whole world seemed to become alive.
The grass was already green and the clouds were white, but everything seemed to have been colored once again. As she stood there, the color of the whole world was rendered by it.
She appeared sitting on a huge skeleton giant. There was a huge throne made of bones above the head of the huge skeleton giant. She sat there quietly, wearing an ancient dress that was similar to a palace dress and a mage's robe.
The pendulum flutters in the wind.
Compared to the huge skeletal giant, she was like an ant, but all eyes were attracted to it instead, ignoring the behemoth below. This was not an illusory thing like temperament or appearance, but a privilege she was born with.
"...This is really an exaggeration."
The perfect face seems to have some flaws. The woman's smooth skin is divided into two parts in the middle. The skin on the left is fair, while the skin on the right is red. The hair color on the left is silver, while the hair on the right is orange-red.
As for what she looks like, since she doesn't want people to know, I'm afraid mortals are not even qualified to look directly at her.
Seeing this, the next moment, even if I didn't deliberately use my natural ability, my eyes also changed.
One side turned into black pupils and white eyes, and the other turned into white pupils and black whites, just like the two halves of Tai Chi. The gaze of Hades can see through the soul. It can also distort the soul's ownership.
But my strongest talent was obtained by analyzing the mystery of Zero's clone. Her understanding of energy and the world gave me the theoretical basis for the formation of these eyes.
"...It's stronger than Esso, no, it's not on the same level anymore."
But the exchange (battle) is mutual, and I'm afraid the other party's benefits from that encounter will be greater than mine.
I dissected her clone at that time, so I could naturally evaluate the other person's abilities. She would never have been as powerful as she is now.
From the perspective of the soul, her existence is extremely large, just like the sun shining on all things, and just the brilliance leaking out makes the surrounding scenery burn with her color, the quality of the soul and the undead.
Power is directly proportional, but in my eyes, Heng's soul quality seems to be infinite.
It is impossible to have truly infinite energy, which violates the basic plane rules of the main plane. However, some beings have the privilege to break the rules.
"There is no limit to the strength of the Undead Emperor! It is possible to be as strong as possible, but the previous clone was clearly not at this level. This is too outrageous! It's simply, simply..."
“…….Main God level.”
Dead Cat's judgment is not wrong. Breaking the so-called rules of the world is one of the privileges of the Lord God. Judging from the pressure she put on me, this ghost empress sitting there silently is no less than the several Lord Gods in the Battle of Hades.
Dude.
"Asteria, why did you let the Lord God come down like this? What is your plane defense system doing?"
[I can’t feel Cynthia anymore. The plane rules have been messed up. Don’t treat past experience as iron law. Moreover, this undead emperor’s ability is also very special. The plane rules may not be able to limit her. Be careful. Since she can
When your scale becomes infinitely large, you can naturally become infinitely small. She got the key knowledge from you and took the most important step.】
Even though he has lost his body and abilities, his vision is still there. Asteria's judgment is unquestionable, and the Heng in front of me is probably the most troublesome opponent I have ever encountered.
After all, even if I faced the Lord God before, I had already prepared a trump card, and this time, I caught a shark while fishing.
"Yong Ye. You have become weaker. Those little toys before were simply embarrassing..."
When I was still hesitating, Heng spoke first. The seemingly sarcastic words were spoken in an extremely calm tone. I could feel that she had no intention of ridiculing, but just a straightforward statement.
She was just stating the facts, the fact that I am weaker than expected, the fact that my methods including Eternal Night City and the Forbidden Curse are just trivial gadgets, and that she did not take me seriously now.
fact.
"I x, I'm talking from a standing position without feeling pain in my back. If I had your current strength, I would have pushed you all the way without any tricks."
And even if it is the truth, on the battlefield, such discouraging words will naturally not be uttered. If you can't beat someone, say something else. If you lose, you don't lose the battle. Talking and other words are the most worthless.
"Ah, I'm so weak now, but didn't a certain undead emperor dare to appear after I cast a spell?"
I don’t think she will arrive at this time. These distances are nothing to her now. Most likely, she has been watching her cannon fodder with a cold eye being wiped out, and then decided that I can’t even meet the standards of the Undead Emperor.
, only then appeared openly.
"Cunning, careful, prudent, and many backup plans. These are really the qualities that the Undead Emperor, who is regarded as the mortal enemy of heretics in all planes, should possess. But when it appears on an enemy, an enemy with superior strength, it is really a bit of a headache.
"
But I was still thinking about how to deal with it, and I was still panicking below. Although it was just two words shouted from a distance, the weight of "Eternal Night" and "Undead Emperor" was really too great.
There is a constant threat in front of me, and I don't have time to meddle in such noisy matters, but letting panic spread is not the same thing.
"Idiots! Does it matter who the opponent is? Those ancient legends that are far away from us don't matter. He is helping us now. Didn't you see it?"
Saliman's roar echoed in the city, and as the supreme commander of the city at this time, the calmness of the backbone also made the whole scene calmer.
Of course, the frightened and fearful eyes behind my back will not be less. It seems that I still need to contact the goblins to see if they can help me bleach them.
"Don't think about it. Yongye is still the ultimate devil of all horror stories today. Who told you that you did too much back then?"
"...Tsk. Then just make up some nonsense like Eternal Night has died and I am just an ordinary person who has inherited his soul."
"Would anyone believe such a ridiculous story?"
"These days, as long as you are willing to spend money, it is normal for public opinion to reverse, not to mention just confusing right and wrong."
"...What's the matter? I won't believe you if I ask you to do less."
The dead cat's nonsense made me relax a little, and she who regained her human form also gave me real support. Maybe my personal strength is not as good as Heng's now, but I have a mage tower and a sea that can't be beaten by me.
Lois helps, but Heng is alone. If my guess is correct, there is still a possibility of victory in this battle.
"... Even if you are stronger than me, are you sure that you will be able to win the final victory? If you shrink your body and enter this cage, you are not afraid of breaking the cage with too much force and being thrown out directly?"
Heng did not answer, but the sudden appearance of the undead army was the most expressive answer.
And when the two undead emperors fight, the collision of countless cannon fodder undead is just the beginning of this drama.
At this moment, I finally began to miss Emira and Renee who were not there. At least they should be very good at fighting now...
"This is what a man is. He only thinks of others when needed, but usually hides away from them as much as possible. It's so heartless."
【Same feeling.】
"Shut up! If you are so free, why not help me think of something." ——
In the dark ruins, there is no lighting, only dim indicator lights flashing at intervals. That is because the residents here do not need lighting for their eyesight.
But this place is not a forbidden area of life as imagined by the outside world, but the residents here are really special.
"7324442.a,34524...22d34!"
"dsada12,bb,450!"
Numbers and simple alphabetical codes replaced the usual accents and prophecies, and the inhabitants of the mechanical body communicated in mechanical codes.
Most of the residents here have very weird appearances. There are guard golems, cleaning puppets, and children's playmate puppets. But at this time, they communicate and cooperate together simply and efficiently. There are only a few indicator lights.
There were constant noises and strange electric currents.
But their busy work is using metal and bones as raw materials, starting from bones and keels, one by one to build war machines. The strange skeletal giants seen on the battlefield that day were the most common among them. Most of the latest types
They have all lost their human form.
The six-handed swordsman Mantis, the general who is half a chariot and half a skeleton. The whole body is a strange thing with a big wheel and two giant hands. As long as the design is reasonable, all kinds of killing weapons are being manufactured.
No matter what this place was originally used for, it has been opened up into separate workshops. Amidst the accompaniment of the roar of machinery, countless strange parts were sent out, and what was sent out were killing weapons.
And no matter who is in charge of this relic, at least he is definitely not a pacifist.
"...Once these things go to the battlefield, I'm afraid we won't have any hope."
"Nonsense, that's why we're here, we're saving the world!"
In the darkness, someone was communicating quietly.
"If you don't want to die, just shut up!"
Barton's low roar silenced his companions, but he did not make false threats. After all, they were currently inside a chirping vigilance golem, walking among these strange mechanical puppets.
Thanks to this noisy mechanical sound, otherwise they should have been discovered long ago.
Timiret's plan was very simple, but very practical. He waited for a mechanical puppet, rewritten his orders, and asked everyone to hide in the puppet and go down as far as possible.
Was he discovered? Was he interrogated midway? It doesn't matter. You can go as far as you can. When you can't go any further, kill him.
Although this plan exudes a sense of recklessness, at a time when too much information is unknown, too many calculations and too complex opportunities are prone to problems. This step-by-step plan has a higher success rate.
So far, this unreliable plan has been progressing very smoothly. Timiret only gave the order to their vigilance golem to reach the lowest level. This vigilance golem has reached the tenth floor without anyone stopping it.
And even if "someone" comes to communicate with him by chance, he doesn't even know that there is something in his stomach and the warning golem mumbles a few words, but everything goes smoothly.
And when this success made some people overjoyed, but made the wary Barton feel a little nervous, Timiret, who had maintained the same strange silence along the way, spoke up.
"Finally?"
"Who's coming?"
The next moment, Barton knew that his question was in vain. The golem where he and his group were suddenly turned a corner and stepped into a square. However, in front of them were the forts and guard golems that had been waiting for a long time. This was a trap!
"......You already knew this, right?"
"Of course, by rewriting the commands of a machine from the outside, you can enter the guard base of the Tower of Babel? This is ridiculous, we were discovered from the beginning."
Even though the other party's face couldn't be clearly seen in the pitch-black interior, Timiret's triumphant voice made people want to punch him in the face.
"Then you still bring us in!"
"Nonsense, we have what it needs, and it will definitely let us in. This is much more comfortable than rushing in level by level. The opponent is already more patient than we thought. We used the trick and went straight down to the tenth level, haha
Haha, I’m really a genius.”
Barton and the others simply couldn't believe that the person who was cheating his teammates while letting out this extremely narcissistic laugh could actually be a legendary hero and big shot. Only Mary, a mercenary from the north, sighed, as if she had known this.
"... He is truly worthy of being that close friend of Bei Feng and a senior member of the League of Gentlemen. Although he is trustworthy, he will never show mercy when he deceives his teammates."
The moment he heard this, Timiret, who had been so proud just now, suddenly fell down.
"Who said that! I don't know that bastard, don't talk nonsense. If I am regarded as a believer in the tragic wind, I will be pulled out and burned in the square! I will turn into an innocent ghost and haunt you for the rest of my life! By the way, that guy is not the original member of the League of Gentlemen.
Grand Commander, so you are all his subordinates..."
"... Please stop talking about it. This is the dark history of our entire regiment, and we have decided to bury it in the past. If you insist on mentioning this, are you planning to challenge the oath that our twelfth branch leader jointly made."
If Roland were here, he would probably have to ask what exactly Bie Feng had done. Even his friend Timiret did not dare to recognize him, and even his subordinates worked hard to erase traces of his existence.
"From today on, we don't know that man."
"Yes, he didn't come from the northern countries at all."
Well, even in the face of the threat of enemy encirclement, they actually reached a handshake agreement in this regard... (To be continued.)
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