Chapter two hundred and seventy-fifth, copy it and smash it
In front of a cave in a remote corner, the goddess of redemption walked in, waved her hand gently, and the entrance to the cave disappeared, leaving no trace behind. Even if someone saw the goddess entering from here, they would only encounter a wall when they came over.
rock wall.
This is obviously not a deception like illusion, but a barrier.
The Goddess of Redemption walked through a small dark cave, and her eyes suddenly brightened up, as if she had walked into a valley filled with birds and flowers. The sun was shining gently, the breeze was blowing, and the grass was everywhere, making it quiet and pleasant.
However, the Goddess of Redemption was not in the mood to experience these beautiful scenery. Instead, she walked quickly with a frown on her face, and soon suddenly stepped into a large hall.
From the grass to the specially made colored bricks of the temple, it is only one step, so abrupt. In this space, on one side is a valley with birds singing and flowers fragrant, and on the other side is the sacred and majestic temple.
The Goddess of Redemption stepped on the colored bricks with her bare feet, pacing back and forth, and said with a sad look on her face: "What should I do? The rope is gone, and I have lost the hammer. What should I do if the God of Immortality catches up with me?"
After a moment of melancholy, the Goddess of Redemption reluctantly cheered up and murmured: "Let me see what other weapons I have. With my current strength, I can drive two artifacts."
As she spoke, the Goddess of Redemption waved her hand gently, and crystal cabinets popped up on the colorful tile floor, row by row, row by row, extending into the depths of the temple as far as the eye could see.
In every crystal cabinet, there is an artifact, a horcrux, or a sacred artifact that is either radiant or full of darkness, with different shapes and styles, a dazzling array.
The goddess of redemption seemed to have entered the vegetable market, walking on tiptoes and briskly among the crystal cabinets.
As they walked around, the face of the Goddess of Redemption wrinkled again: "They are all low-level equipment. They are not as useful as the Life-saving Rope and the Life-giving Hammer. What should I do?"
Artifacts also have levels, not to mention Horcruxes. Good Horcruxes are actually no worse than artifacts, but they are basically bound to their masters.
For example, the Scythe of Death, the Flute of the Dead, the Hand of Transmutation, etc., are themselves the condensation of soul energy and cannot exist without their owners. Therefore, the ones that can be placed here are all special soul weapons of low grade.
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Not to mention the sacred artifacts. They are originally artifacts given to believers by God. How can they be more high-end than those used by God himself? Of course, there are exceptions to everything...
The Goddess of Redemption spent a long time choosing a pair of boots. She was already barefoot, so she put them on after shaking her arms and murmured: "Escape boots, just in case the immortal god catches up, you can run faster."
Then I continued shopping, and finally came to a crystal cabinet at the very end.
There is a cross-shaped object placed in the cabinet, with a main pole inserted into the ground and a horizontal bar placed on the main pole.
However, this horizontal bar is movable, with pallets hanging on both ends of the bar, like a one-legged scale.
"I'll use you, the Holy Frame of Equality. If the immortal god catches up, at least I can die with him." The Goddess of Redemption said with a smile.
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In the Palace of Rest, those people who had been stuffed in by Ange gathered together in boredom, listening to Luna telling stories there.
Luna squatted on the field stem in an awkward manner and said: "The Goddess of Redemption is the most troublesome among the gods of light besides the three main gods. Her fighting power is not very strong, but if I were the enemy, I would rather fight."
The three Galix are not willing to face the Goddess of Redemption."
Galix was the Seraph who was rumored to have died together with Bonelock, but this rumor was obviously wrong. Bonelock's skeleton was found in the palace, and it was obvious that he was not beaten to death.
There are only three six-winged archangels, namely Luna, the angel of wisdom, Galix, the angel of strength, and so and so, the angel of power. They all have strength that is not inferior to that of the gods of light.
Even the archangels who are specifically responsible for fighting are more powerful than non-fighting gods such as the God of Libra.
However, the value of a god is not reflected by fighting. For example, the God of Libra, because of his existence, is stronger than the immortal king and does not dare to come to him.
It is true that the king can kill him with one punch, but he must die together.
Unfortunately, he encountered the Dragon God Transformation that restrained him, and died in frustration at the hands of Ange.
Divine skills complement each other and each has its own advantages, but the Goddess of Redemption has more advantages.
"Redemption, redemption, life, life. The Goddess of Redemption can not only absorb the damage caused to her by others, but also absorb the damage caused by others. I don't know how many people have come to her to save their lives. We are not ordinary people. We use gold coins and magic crystals.
Yes, it’s too vulgar, so they basically give some artifacts, Horcruxes, treasures, etc., so no one knows how many artifacts the Goddess of Redemption has in her hands.”
Luna danced and said: "But the most troublesome thing is that she has the ability to absorb damage, solidify it, and then release it when the time is right. For example, my petrifying crossbow shoots out petrifying light to petrify the enemy.
She can absorb the damage of petrified light, seal it in a crystal cabinet, and then use it against me."
"Although the petrifying light absorbed from others is not as powerful as the original version, it can still turn people to stone even with only one-third of the power. No one knows what weapons or skills she will use. If she happens to encounter
If we restrain each other, it will be very troublesome."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Nigris was even more frightened: "Then she is invincible? She has a bunch of sealed magic skills and a bunch of artifacts on her body, and she just needs to smash whoever she sees, no matter what
What attributes does it have to restrain it? If you smash ten pieces, there will always be a few that cannot be restrained."
The little angel's eyes gleamed when he heard it, and his little head kept tapping there. Apparently he wanted to do this too, so he picked it up and smashed it.
Luna said: "Of course it's impossible. Whether it's a divine weapon or a divine skill, it all needs divine power to drive it. The Goddess of Redemption's divine power is almost the weakest, not even me... I used to be so powerful, but with her power, I can't.
It’s a way to bring all the artifacts and skills with you.”
When Luna talked about herself, she paused for a moment, and then Nigris remembered that the Luna in front of him was not a complete body.
In fact, not only Luna, the Goddess of Redemption, and the Immortal God, including himself, are not complete. It is unreasonable to use previous data to measure the current God.
Among all the planes, the only one whose strength remains unchanged is the Tree of Life, but the Tree of Life is not a god, or in other words, the Tree of Life disdains becoming a god.
The Tree of Life is a super life form that is born with more power than gods. The beliefs that elves dedicate to it are like donating money to a billionaire.
So the Tree of Life is still alive, and all the other gods have disappeared, except those who were sealed.
"So does it mean that the disappearance of the gods is related to the power of faith?" Nigris murmured and analyzed: "This God of Salvation is new. Does that mean that she disappeared before and was reborn recently?
?Then is it possible that she retains her memory and knows why the gods disappeared?"
Everyone's eyes lit up.
The little angel's eyes also lit up, he picked up the Sacred Earth Hammer and swung it wildly, making several attempts to throw it out, which frightened the Sacred Earth Hammer into coaxing him.
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At the edge of the well, Ange looked at the familiar buildings and doors in the distance, feeling a little confused.
What building is he most familiar with? The Palace of Rest? The Brass Book Tower? The World Transit Station? The Temple of the Immortal? The City of Beauty?
No, the building he is most familiar with is the boundary monument of the farm, a building that is located in the center of the farm and looks like a monument and a tower.
Birds will build nests on it, and skeletons in the nearby farmland will also pile harvested straw and other things around the boundary monument, so a small part of it is buried all year round, and only the top part is exposed.
Later, the skeletons on the farm dispersed, and Ange became the only one who could move inside. After a large amount of straw was needed to compost and burn the ashes, the things around the boundary monument were slowly cleared away, revealing all of it.
It was originally an inconspicuous thing, but no matter how inconspicuous it is, it will become very familiar after seeing it for more than a thousand years, so Ange recognized the building at a glance. It was a boundary monument, so this was a farm complex.
boundary.
The location of the well is right on the edge of the farm boundary. After crossing the fence, you enter the boundary.
The farm boundary is only about 3,000 acres. A small half of the farmland has been leveled and houses have been built. The rest of the land has been reclaimed as farmland with some scattered crops.
There are some small scaffoldings scattered among the farmland, which should be built to facilitate the care of crops nearby, just like the haystacks Ange built with straws.
The creatures, food, accommodation and cultivation here are all concentrated within the boundaries of the farm, because other places are not suitable for survival. Looking around, they are all gray and plain rocks, even the sky is full of rocks. It is like a huge rock.
of hollow interior.
It was dark everywhere, except for the sunlight within the boundary.
Within the barrier, the residents here already knew the news of Ange's arrival, and they quickly gathered together, carrying tattered farm tools, shouting loudly, and rushed over.
When Negris, who was projected on Ange, saw this scene, he was shocked and said: "There are so many tauren, they are the only ones who have lost weight."
I saw at least a hundred tauren gathered together, male, female, old and young, and they rushed forward with a roar.
Ange took out the little angel zombie, and ten minutes later, more than a hundred minotaurs were kneeling on the ground with bruises and swollen faces, pushing farm tools to their heads, and crying.
Ange took out everyone one by one.
Negris immediately circled the farm boundary and said in shock: "It's exactly the same. Why is there a farm boundary here?"
Ange tilted his head and thought for a while, then walked to the bunch of tauren, found the thinnest one, took out a bag of grain, and asked: "Why is there a farm here?"
The tauren's eyes widened sharply, looking at the full grain inside in disbelief, and said excitedly: "Give...give it to me?"
Ange nodded.
The tauren opened his mouth wide and was about to dive into the grain bag.
The little zombie rushed forward, knocked it to the ground with one shoulder, and gave it a loud 'ouch'.
The tauren looked at the little zombie in surprise, and then looked at Ange. What do you mean? Can you speak human language?
Negris said: "To answer the question, why is there a farm boundary here?"
The tauren blinked his big innocent eyes.
Nigris had to follow the temptation: "Do you know what a barrier is?"
The tauren shook his head.
Damn it, if you don’t even know the boundary, how can you possibly know the boundary of the farm?
Nigris only had to raise his head and turn to the other tauren: "Does anyone know this question? Whoever can answer this question, this bag of grain will belong to him."
The tauren looked at each other, each with a heartbeat expression on their face, but there was no response.
Nigris asked Ange to take out another bag of grain, two bags at a time, until he added five bags of grain. The tauren couldn't help but stand up: "Sir, we don't know what the farm boundary is, but we know where the answer may be.
I'll take you there, and you can share the food with all of us, okay?"
Ange took a look and saw that he was still an acquaintance, the tauren aunt who was in the well just now.
"Okay, no problem, you take us there first." Even if the tauren aunt didn't say this, Nigris would still help them later. See how hungry they are. They are all so skinny that some people say they are tauren zombies.
letter.
The tauren aunt looked at the grain bags piled on the ground, swallowed, turned her head with difficulty, and led Ange and others to the other end of the farm.
As I walked, I heard a thunderous sound coming from its belly, like a drum.
The tauren aunt was obviously used to it. She skillfully pulled on the trousers and tightened them hard, which immediately stopped the sound in her abdomen.
"This is... so miserable." Nigris compared the other two tauren aunts in Lich City and Qiaotou Town, plus Vanya, the cook, and suddenly felt that the one in front of him was the most pitiable.
He quickly motioned to Ange to bring out a beet: "You can lead us. You must not lose your strength. Eat this first to fill your stomach. By the way, what's your name?"
The tauren aunt still couldn't listen to what Nigris said. Her eyes seemed to be sucked by beets and she couldn't pull them out.
In desperation, Nigris forced the beet into its hand and called its attention back.
"Really...really...really feed it to me?" The tauren aunt's voice was trembling as she spoke.
"Yes, yes, let's eat." Nigris said a little pitifully and helplessly.
Luther now doesn't even eat fresh beets, he only eats the honeyed ones, and he is very picky about peeling off the skins and the like, leaving only the translucent ones, and drying them as preserved fruits for snacks.
Luther lived such a luxurious life, but there were still people eating dirt in other places. It was so unfair. He turned around and deducted snacks from him, Nigris said bitterly.
The tauren aunt was gnawing the beet hard, and she had no time to answer Negris's question, so she had to gnaw and walk, and soon came to a stone monument on the edge of the farm.
Nigris somewhat understood why there might be an answer here, because there were words engraved on the stone tablet, but they were engraved with demonic inscriptions. It said: Exile the sacred cow clan to...
As soon as Nigris saw this, Ange suddenly took a step forward, and the scythe of death swung across the stone tablet.