Chapter 310 Killing people without reading the instructions
A pillar of pure white light shrouded both Beshemos and the weird device inside. When Lily saw this situation, she waved her ice and fire double blades to greet him without thinking. However, the two claw blades only scratched the light pillar.
There was a burst of bright sparks, but the light pillar did not move at all.
"Don't waste your efforts," Bessamos looked sarcastically at the people outside in the beam of light. "This is a powerful artifact from the place of origin. Its power was once enough to tear the barrier between the two worlds into pieces! Personally
His power is insignificant in the face of such miracles."
Hao Ren's eyes widened in anger. He never expected that things would end up in this way. This cunning shadow demon named Beshemos was only one step away from him, but that strange light film was like a rigid shield on his body.
It was equally indestructible. Lily scratched and scratched at the side for a long time but to no avail. Even Yzaks rushed up and used an extra-large Pyroblast - after the smoke from the explosion cleared, the ground outside the light pillar was cut away.
It went down a full layer, but the light film was not damaged at all.
"Besemos!" Hesiana jumped up and down outside waving her whip, "You coward! Old bastard! Bastard! What on earth are you going to do?! Do you know you destroyed the entire sanctuary!"
"So you are all short-sighted guys," Bessamos looked at the people outside with pity, "so I had no intention of cooperating with you from the beginning. Shelter? A peaceful day? Just a few days.
Thousands of years of peace? I never thought that anyone would be satisfied with this kind of life - but I am different. I know more than you. What I pursue is a truly eternal and powerful power that can unite demon hunters and humans.
To uproot them from this world together, for this goal... appropriately reducing the number of idiots is a very reasonable sacrifice."
It seems that the weird device behind Beshemos will take some time to fully activate. Hao Ren secretly asked the data terminal to quickly crack the protective principle of the light film, while distracting the other party's attention with other topics: "That thing behind you
What the hell is this?"
Bessamos ignored Hao Ren. Instead, he took a deep look at Vivian: "Vivian? Ancesta... the ancient one, I have to call him senior. What a pity, but your memory is
What a mess, otherwise you could have been my best partner, what a shame, you don’t know anything.”
Vivian frowned: "What do you mean? What should I know?"
Bessemuth looked back at the device behind him, and seemed to feel that the thing was running much slower than he expected. There was a look of impatience on his face. But then he began to enjoy this with the attitude of a winner.
During the waiting process, he put his hands behind his back, his body slightly stooped, and slowly said to Vivian outside the light beam like a very kind old man: "You know, in fact, we - all of us, including werewolves, vampires, and shadow demons
, demons, undead, and sea monsters, as well as all other races called aliens, all come from another world. We are not from this planet. We are not even creatures from this universe..."
Hesiana scratched her hair: "Old man, have you lived for too long and your brain has gone bad?"
However, Hao Ren and others felt something in their hearts at the same time: This old shadow demon really knows something amazing!
"I know some people don't believe it," Bessamos didn't get angry and just glanced at Hesiana. "Even those whimsical humans don't really believe in the existence of parallel universes and other worlds. How can there be people among aliens?
How many people have such foresight? In the first few thousand years, they lived in extravagance and luxury. In the next few thousand years, they fled for their lives in a hurry. The fool is really a sad creature. Only the shadow demon in this world will pay attention to it.
These ancient truths - it's a pity that you still call these truths 'forbidden knowledge', tsk tsk."
"Then what is that thing behind you?" Hao Ren followed the other person's words and asked calmly.
"This is the gate to the place of origin!" Beshemos seemed to feel that the situation was all under his control. His current mentality was as if he was facing a group of death row prisoners who were about to be executed, and he didn't care to say anything more.
"The Shadow Demon family has spent thousands of years deducing this surprising fact from various broken files and some mysterious relics. We were sent to this world by this magical thing. It has enough
The great power that connects the two worlds. If this power is released, it can even be compared to the sun and the moon! I call it the Origin Sacred Artifact. It suits it very well, doesn't it?"
Then he turned around and looked at a crystal panel in front of the device that was getting brighter and brighter. He shook his head with a little regret: "It's a pity that something happened during the transmission more than 10,000 years ago. The ancients
Their memories were erased, and some of the oldest ancient ones also had some memories..."
Bethamos said, glancing at Vivian slightly: "...defects."
Vivian: "..."
Beshemos ignored the silent crowd, just touched his chin and muttered to himself with fanatical eyes: "What was the purpose of that teleportation more than 10,000 years ago? Was it for exploration or conquest? Ours
What is the origin world like? How powerful is it? What kind of knowledge and power can I find there? Ah, these questions are so delightful, and some of them even scare me a little...I
It’s been thousands of years since I’ve experienced this kind of trembling feeling when exploring new things, but no matter what is on the other side of the door, it won’t be worse than this side - and you, you short-sighted wretches, are just
I will slowly regret it here."
Hao Ren frowned, but he was surprised in his heart. He didn't expect that although Beshemos acted crazy, he secretly explored the historical truth to this extent. His interpretation was closely linked with various intelligences that Hao Ren knew.
Basically consistent, which makes people have to start to wonder: is what he said the truth?
A low buzzing sound gradually began to sound in the strange device. When Beshemos heard the sound, a happy look appeared on his face: "Ah ha, the energy seems to be almost full, although I still want to talk to you more."
These ignorant fellows spread some pleasant truths, but it seems the time has come to say goodbye. Perhaps I will return to this world before long, and I hope some of you will be alive to witness my arrival by then."
Then he turned around and stared at the series of panels on the surface of the device with feverish eyes.
There was a sharp sound from the strange device called the "Origin Sacred Artifact", and complex operating signs appeared on every panel on its surface. A light like an indicator light shone on the top of the device, and the solid
The light beam began to shrink regularly. It was obvious that the door Beshemos pointed to was about to open, and he would also tear through the space and forcefully enter the dream plane!
"Stop him!" The data terminal jumped up, "We can no longer let things pass from the surface world to the dream plane!"
Hao Ren immediately raised his gun and aimed it at the equipment behind Beshemos. Not only did he want to stop Bessemers, but he also wanted to prevent the door from opening, because this door was very likely to add the final layer to the already crumbling "Wall of Reality".
One blow. The powerful power of the nether energy gun can undoubtedly penetrate the protection of the light film, but there is no doubt that the precious equipment will also be completely destroyed.
He was hesitating, but it seemed that there was no other way to prevent the door from opening other than forcibly destroying the entire system.
Bessamos looked at the people outside the light pillar with a sneer, feeling that all their efforts were in vain, and Hao Ren's finger was already pressed on the trigger. The next second, the divine nether energy flame would destroy the people in front of him.
It is very likely that it is the last sample of the "Original Artifact" in the world.
However, just a second before the trigger was about to be pulled, the sharp sound of the equipment suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, the protective light beam quickly dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The smile on Bessemuth's face froze for a moment. Before he could speak, he heard an emotionless synthesized voice coming from the device: "The dust removal of the equipment has ended, and the dust cover has been closed."
Everyone: "..."
Bessamos: "..."
"Wait...wait!" Bessemuth rushed towards the device like crazy, "Wait a minute! It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be like this! Where is the gate? Where is the origin world? Why is this happening!! You can't just be like this!
Bundle……"
A huge, blazing finger tapped gently on Beshemos' shoulder. The latter slowly turned his head with a stiff expression, and what he saw was Yzaks's face, which was as tall as a person.
The big face of the Balrog.
Yzaks sat cross-legged on the ground, with lava flowing underneath him (of course he was careful not to let the lava flow to where he was standing). He picked up Beshemos and put it in front of him: "Little creature, let's
The two of us need to talk about the dialectical relationship between your exploratory spirit and exploratory means..." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!