After Penglai No. 1 began its ultra-deep drilling operations, the spiritual pressure environment in the area around Aizong Mausoleum underwent drastic changes.
It is like a depth bomb that penetrates more than 24,000 meters below the earth's altitude. It comes into close contact with the capillary nerves of the original species. It is like turning on a mysterious switch - or like a naughty child suddenly facing the enemy.
It tickles the sleeping beast.
The original seed gradually became active, and it began to move over the mountains and earth, searching for uninvited guests in the strata.
The seven lightning stars were originally used as wet parts of deep hole detection equipment (organic components composed of living organisms). They could not withstand the interference of spiritual pressure deep underground. From the relatively stable lightning star form, they gradually collapsed and cracked into incarnations.
The body of a butterfly.
Argentine substances and biological gels, these protective equipment cannot protect the Lightning Star. For Fickwood Abby, this is also the fragile side of living organisms, and it is a technical difficulty that he cannot overcome at present. He can only try again and again, and again and again.
Through repeated experiments, we hope that these fishmen can face the spiritual pressure of Mother Gaia, transform into fish and dragons under strong pressure, and find courage in the midst of madness.
Yingzhou No. 2 and Fangzhang No. 3 are placed in the core area of the Aizong Mausoleum tomb complex. Their mechanical configuration and personnel grouping are exactly the same as Penglai No. 1. In theory, their drilling depth and mechanical design life can meet Fike's requirements.
Wood's scientific research requirements - as long as he drills through the earth's 30,000-meter altitude layer and overcomes the obstruction of the Moho surface, Mr. Fickwood can truly see the main limbs of Gaia's mother. Instead of in these soft and thin ciliated areas
Going round and round.
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"Grandma Di is awake! Hey! Arhat! Grandma Di is awake!" the farmer said excitedly, "Arhat! Do you feel it?"
At the moment when the Penglai No. 1 mission failed, Jiang Xueming felt a familiar psychic tide——
——It is very much like the prelude to the butterfly incarnation ceremony. There is a vicious and chaotic thought deep in the ground, like a violent torrent bursting out of the embankment by opening the floodgates.
Even if the male owner of the farm has no inspiration and spiritual vision, these ordinary people can still make judgments by the itching sensation on their skin. The concentration of spiritual disasters in the area is steadily increasing. The Vita brand will gradually creep into the bodies of these ordinary people, and it may not be necessary.
How long, in another twenty hours, they will become the food of crazy butterflies.
Jiang Xueming thought hard and couldn't figure out why Haoshou Tianzun wanted to do these things at this juncture.
In the past, when the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult summoned the Incarnation Butterfly, most of the cases were to end the fight with Guangling, or to make a solid city difficult for the people when digging a new zero site, and to degrade the entire city hub.
Falling into a state of isolation and helplessness.
Over time, these areas where the concentration of spiritual disasters exceeded the standard began to spread infectious diseases, and they had to take measures of isolation and isolation. When the incarnation butterfly returned deeper into the earth and returned to the arms of Mother Gaia, it was the turn of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult to appear.
Act out a drama of salvation by the Holy Religion.
Xueming has already learned Haoshou Tianzun's real name from the farmer's mouth - Fickwood Abby.
He leaned against the door, searching for the name in his brain, and finally recalled some vague memories.
This was the leader of a sect that occupied District 77 in the early years. At that time, Fickwood used the name "Lord of Reincarnation" to walk around the north, collecting blood sacrifices to develop the sect offline. It seemed that he was doing research on the original seed, and wanted to
Engage in various psychic technologies.
Now Laodeng has changed his appearance and taken the title of "Tianzun". He turned out to be Judah's life-protecting feather.
"Arhat! Tianzun must have seen Grandma Earth!" The farmer's mental state was worrying, a strange red glow appeared on his face, and he entered a strange state where his blood was surging and his heart rate was accelerating: "Go and have a look! There is good news.
Just send it back as soon as possible!"
Jiang Xueming remained silent and nodded slightly. He saw the little daughter of the farmer's family. The same was true for the little girl. She was clinging to her father's side. Her fingers began to swell. This was a sign of high blood pressure - too bad a spirit.
The stressful environment caused the girl's physical body to undergo a series of abnormalities similar to stress reactions.
Her knuckles swelled, and tissue fluid began to accumulate in the joint cavity sac. Although this phenomenon did not cause pain or discomfort, within a few days, when the Vita brand concentrated outbreak period, edema would occur all over her body, and she would be far away from it.
Canker sores will also begin to appear on the four ends of the hands and feet of the heart.
Xueming has seen this kind of "harbinger" countless times. To say that the mild patient among them has to be his sister, Jiang Bailu.
When Bai Lu first suffered from Vita Mark, Father Sun took care of her. Although Vita Mark oppressed her optic nerve, controlled her intraocular pressure, and made her photophobic, natural sunlight can kill part of the virus.
For the common people in Aizong Mausoleum, the death of the Earthly Grandma is not good news.
If the concentration of spiritual disasters continues to rise and the source of the disaster cannot be controlled, the abode of the immortals who originally lived and worked in peace and contentment will turn into a hell of red butterflies.
"Take this." Jiang Xueming quickly took out a jar of sugar pills from his luggage.
The outer packaging of this candy pill still has the Fairy Tale Kingdom trademark. It is a snack used by Flavia to take care of the people in the disaster area. It has the effect of resisting spiritual disasters and spiritual pressure, especially for children who have not grown up.
It can significantly reduce the symptoms of Vita Brand.
"Ah..." The little girl held the plastic can and her mouth grew big and she didn't know what to say.
The farmer immediately shouted: "Thank you, Arhat!"
The girl finally came to her senses: "Thank you Arhat!"
When he heard these words, Xueming had already walked far away. He walked along the terraces toward the podium of the complex. He greeted everyone he met and asked for directions to determine the location of Fickwood Abby.
When the villagers in the Aizong Mausoleum area saw this black-robed monk, they performed Buddhist rituals one after another, and their attitude was cordial and friendly. Haoshou Tianzun and Lingguang Buddha protected them together, so they naturally had a good impression of the passing monks.
Walking two kilometers further on the dirt road towards the complex, Xueming saw a sentry box and a section of asphalt road.
As the highway continues to extend inward, you can see the Tiangong built of reinforced concrete. The tall gate building used to receive guests is the Kaiwu Hall built by the Chabon court, and there is also the Tangjiao vault-shaped building of the Supervisory Mansion of the Ministry of Industry. In addition to
Otherwise, they are all flat-roofed buildings with modern designs.
There were many murlocs wearing armor and equipped with muskets guarding the sentry post. When they saw Jiang Xueming coming towards the complex, one of the patrol leaders shouted——
"——What are you doing?! Monk?!"
Jiang Xueming responded: "I am a disciple of Lingguang Buddha. Buddha left in a hurry and something was left in the Tiangong courtyard. He asked me to come back and pick it up."
The fishman soldiers were hesitant, communicated privately with the ordering soldiers at the outpost, and used the elixir to send letters to the complex to inquire.
On the other side, Fickwood is focused on the Yingzhou-2 detection mission.
When he received this call, Fickwood couldn't understand the monk's purpose at first, until the fishman guard talked about Jiang Xueming's attire.
Fickwood picked up the photos and compared them, and felt that the sky was about to fall——
——Death may come in the next few days, but I didn’t expect it to come so soon.
He shakily put down the Chaos Egg, changed into decent clothes, walked out of the podium of the complex, and stopped the warm-up process.
He walked very slowly on this road, and he began to think wildly, maybe Judas had been poisoned by the gunsmith, and was killed by the god of death before he could get out of the scope of Aizong's Tomb.
He started brainstorming just to continue to promote the experimental plan. If there was a fight within the complex, the consequences would be disastrous and all his hard work would be in vain.
When they arrived at Kaiwu Pavilion, Mr. Fickwood saw Jiang Xueming holding a mobile phone, taking photos and videos everywhere in the hall.
Lord Feather tensed up and asked stammeringly.
"You're still here?"
Jiang Xueming didn't look back and took one photo after another in the exhibition area in the Kaiwu Pavilion.
"you remember me?"
These exhibition areas display Fickwood's scientific research results, including the proper classification of the essence of Homo sapiens, the process standards for proper classification from slaughtering to cutting, impurity removal, and the amber specimens of the products of the Holy Blood of Grace.
There is a tall fish-man that has been sealed with resin materials and turned into the most spectacular exhibit in the Kaiwu Pavilion.
"Of course I remember..." Fickwood didn't dare to look directly at the man: "When I got the news of your death, I was the first one to question it, and I might be the last one."
"Judas is dead." Jiang Xueming cut to the photo album: "The death certificate is here."
He glanced at Fickwood, and saw that Judas's golden face had turned into scrap metal, leaving a bombing zone of arrows on the official dirt road outside the boundary monument of Aizong's Mausoleum.
"It's not that simple..." Fickwood saw the content on the phone clearly. He knew the contents of the deal between FF and Judas, and also knew the power of [Heavenly Grant], so he immediately said: "He won't die that easily."
When the gunsmith heard these words, he immediately became energetic——
"——Elaborate."
Mr. Fickwood led the gunsmith to the side of the hall, hoping to give Death a chair.
The gunsmith did not sit down, he did not intend to let down his guard - to sit down was to give up his guard and give up the action of the first round.
Fickwood: "Gunsmith, you didn't kill me right away."
Gunsmith: "Hmm."
Fickwood: "Because there are tens of thousands of ordinary people outside the complex, and they say good things for me."
Gunsmith: "Hmm."
Fickwood: "So I can still stand here and breathe, right?"
"No, judging from the exhibition area of the main hall, each of these human flesh-making equipment is enough to kill you several times." Xueming shook his head: "For example, this..."
He tapped the screen of his phone gently, his nails hitting some delicate machine.
"The hair-removing and skinning machine is so sophisticated. As long as it is an adult's body and is transported to this peeling machine via a conveyor belt, it can get a clean human flesh with blood, fur, and connective tissue removed in just a few minutes.
men and women."
"You have also been very thoughtful and made a children's version, suitable for children between the ages of eight and thirteen."
"The knife head used to collect blood in the exhibition cabinet has been upgraded three times. It was a saw blade at first. Later, your team found the femoral artery and changed it to a bone drill. The collection vessel also changed from an ordinary separatory funnel to an automatic
The siphon effect, the negative pressure hose that increases the speed of blood pumping through the femoral artery—these are amazing talents that fill me with horror and anger.”
Jiang Xueming found a multifunctional saber from Fickwood's work clothes.
He shaved off his beard and was sentenced to death.
"You're dead, old man. I can only say a few words to you because..."
"There are still eight Kuai Dao brothers trapped in your soul power, trapped in a gap in time and space, right?"
The ability of [Survival Path] has been seen through by the gunsmith. Fickwood nodded: "You are really insightful - even if you are not attacked by [Mobius]'s soul power, you can still see through its working principle."
.”
The gunsmith has encountered countless red morpho butterflies in his life, and they all possess amazing soul power and talents.
"Going back to what I just said, I originally came to you for two things." Jiang Xueming showed the photo: "The first thing is to release the brothers from the Kuai Knife Scout Team."
Fickwood did not reply immediately. He deliberately kept these hostages in order to negotiate terms.
Jiang Xueming talked about the second thing: "You are studying the original seed? Is that right? This is the second thing I want to ask, and I advise you to give up."
"No." Fickwood's attitude became tougher, and his expression became increasingly fierce: "The gunsmith..."
"Why? Why do you want to stop me?"
"This has nothing to do with you, and it has nothing to do with Aohun Mingde."
"It has nothing to do with your just cause of hunting down Judas."
"You are a soldier, you must obey military discipline, and your task is to kill Judas."
Jiang Xueming: "You don't want to talk anymore?"
"No, no, no... no..." Fickwood suddenly felt a chill——
——It is too easy for the gunsmith to destroy his escorts and blow up his complex.
Jiang Xueming sighed: "I was around the Mausoleum of Aizong and at the merchants' houses in Baibeigang District, and I heard them saying "you are good" from their mouths.
He took out his cigarette case and threw one to Fickwood, then lit it and handed over the kerosene lighter.
"A murderer, an ogre, and a devil who is anti-human to the core. How can you have the nerve to accept the worship of these mortals?"
Fickwood sneered: "Ha... moral and legal criticism are of no use to me, Gunsmith. When King Xin swallowed human flesh, no one accused them of being immoral - after they held the ascension ceremony.
, the people who tried every means to attack King Shin turned into lawless fanatics.”
Jiang Xueming was not going to reason, Fickwood was completely crazy. He was going to say something that would actually happen.
"Your drilling project has awakened the original seed. Soon, this place will become a dead city."
Fickwood: "I only have this one chance."
Jiang Xueming: "Not to mention how many lives are consumed by these scientific research activities, it doesn't matter even if all the believers who support you die?"
Fickwood lowered his head: "I have been prepared for a long time. As long as I can get through the Moho, everything will be worth it."
"Why? Is it so important?" Jiang Xueming didn't understand: "The first time the BOSS banned people from contacting the original seed, it was to prevent this situation from happening. There will be no benefits if you dig deeper - too much effort, too little gain.
Too little."
Not only is the spiritual disaster pollution caused by the incarnation of a butterfly, but also the consequences of opening the door to hell, there is also an ancient legend well known in Shambhala itself.
As early as when the goddess Io was still a weak "moon", all kinds of monsters would come out from the depths of underground fissures. They did not distinguish between good and bad people, no matter what morals were good or evil - they would only take away countless people.
taking human lives and spreading plague and famine.
Psykers who come into contact with the original seed usually have no good end. Even the famous patriarchs of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult, as long as they can't think about it and their intelligence suddenly goes offline, they have to study this thing and have to deal with Gaia.
Intimate contact with mother - at best, she goes crazy, at worst, she turns into a piece of rotten flesh transformed into a butterfly on the spot.
"Because..." Feeling lucky, Fickwood blew smoke rings outside the hall door and put his other hand behind his back, preparing to take a photo to the gunsmith: "I first studied Dag with Pellerini.
The cauldron of Da.”
"The spiritual energy circuit of this Holy Grail is more like a set of symbols - using twelve pyroxenes as command symbols, it outputs spiritual energy through abundant essence to fulfill wishes."
"After the phased tasks of the Dagda Cauldron project were completed, I devoted myself fully to the work of digging deep into the earth's core."
"A truth about the earth itself is about to be confirmed. The most powerful life outside the Moho is the giants."
"They can use the power of some basic elements, such as wind, fire, earth and ice, water and electromagnetism."
"If you think of the runes as the command symbols of a computer, then what is controlled by the command is the earth itself. This is the language of Mother Gaia, and it is the switch used to control environmental changes, adjust the geomagnetism, and adjust the temperature. It is the cover
A tool used by Mother Ya to screen life, eliminate life, and create life.”
"The contours of the Earth will reflect Gaia's basic form."
"Point Nemo, the farthest point from land. It is located in the Pacific Ocean at 48 degrees south latitude and 123 degrees west longitude."
"The place farthest from the ocean in the world is in the western desert of Kazakhstan. It was also the drilling site I chose last time. It is the other pole of Point Nemo."
"I prefer to believe that the Earth's iron-nickel core is not a rolling mass of spherical material. It is constantly moving back and forth between the two poles, and the lava drives them back and forth to various areas of the mantle and core, constantly flowing
, constitute the neural limbs of Gaia’s mother, create underground volcanic activity, and evolve countless neurocilia.”
"It determines the geographical location between the oceans and continents, determines the lifestyle of every Homo sapiens, determines the territory of each country, determines national borders, language, culture, and even human civilization itself."
"We have seen most of the derivatives of neurocilia, such as the incarnation butterfly that is used to press the death switch to quickly return the living body to the form of Luca (the starting point of life), such as various hell monsters, which live in
In the Nine Hells, they live in deeper strata and survive in an extremely unstable state in an environment with abnormal geomagnetic energy and surging energy."
"I think..."
Fickwood dropped the cigarette butt.
"Like Philipps Aurelius d'Ovrast Bombast von Hohenheim."
"The portrait hanging in front of the gatehouse in the special tea room shows him stealing the Philosopher's Stone from the gods and teaching Ao Mingde how to use the Philosopher's Stone to help people overcome difficulties - the same is true of my career.
"
"I want to unveil the rune spell and the original seed, so that mysterious things will no longer be mysterious, and this magical power will become ordinary."
"Let it change from a divine spell, to chemistry, to medicine, to a physical phenomenon that can be mastered."
"As long as I dig through 30,000 meters and get over the Moho barrier, someone can follow my method and continue to dig through 35,000 meters, dig through 40,000 meters, and dig to the other side of the earth 10,000 kilometers away.
side."
"If you think of Gaia as a supercomputer, and its nerve cilia are like a set of command symbols, then the central limbs under the Moho are the hard drive for storing and transforming spiritual bodies, including your dreamland - the gunsmith, you
Don’t you want to find out what it is? Don’t you want to go down and see for yourself?”
"Don't you want to know your own disk talisman? Are you willing to live in ignorance for the rest of your life?"
"As long as you can penetrate it, analyze it, recognize it, study it..."
"From ancient times to the present, the mysteries of all souls and spiritual bodies starting from the Big Bang of Life will gradually be revealed, gradually restoring the true face of history. Life itself is the best witness of time - the ultimate answer to human pursuits is also at our feet.
"
Fickwood was about to launch a sneak attack, so he suddenly took out his Polaroid——
——The gunsmith drew his gun and fired without any hesitation.
Three bullets shattered the Polaroid and shattered Fickwood's fingers at the same time. This cunning old man also wanted to seal the gunsmith into [Mobius].
As a result, the glossy photos turned into debris all over the floor before they were spit out.
Fickwood had two broken fingers. He gritted his teeth and covered the wound. Unable to take out the second camera, he shouted loudly: "Come here! Guards! Come on!"
The gunsmith did not reload Jingguang, and there were still eighteen bullets left.
He took out Divana from his robe, maintained high alert, and aimed his long gun at the narrow corner of the hall door.
According to the principle of near and far, anyone who steps into the door must first be exposed to the gunsmith's sight.
He was very calm, no matter how crazy the old man was and how he called for help——
——Four murloc pioneers came in. They stood in a row to eat bullets. As soon as their heads crossed the threshold, they turned into broken watermelons.
He bit Jingguang's sleeve and used his free hand to change Diwana's magazine. During this period, Fenfang Huanmeng reached out and took the main body's secondary weapon and simultaneously changed the magazine.
Fickwood wanted to run out, but as soon as he took a step forward, his knee flew onto the amber statue in the display case, and the meniscus was shattered.
Two more giant units came in, both of them were strong men close to three and a half meters tall. Their faces were tattooed with the marks of Arahant Vajra's Angry Eyes of Flames and Thunder granted by the Emmanuel Buddha. They didn't react when they saw the gun-wielding monk in the main hall.
Fenxiang Huanmeng, with quick eyes and quick hands, took out Chenjing No. 1 from the main body's luggage bag——
——The arrow blasted into the eye socket of the son of the giant, first traveling a few inches toward the soft optic nerve area, and then exploded into a cloud of pink mist.
Fickwood was almost scared to death - a gunsmith with a weapon in his hand was really scary.
With these blood-giving monsters and giant king kongs, Tiangongyuan is roaming around in the southeastern region. Whether it is mountain spirits or local warlords, they all have to give Tiangongyuan some trouble. But in just one minute, the nameless night demon has appeared again.
Killed eight elite soldiers.
He struggled, trying to crawl to the body to get the Polaroid.
Jiang Xueming had no intention of changing the gun line, but only gave a verbal warning.
"Don't do it, Fickwood. You'll regret it."
Fickwood was not obedient——
——He didn’t even listen to Judas’ words. He was so stubborn.
When he touched the Polaroid, he immediately pointed it at the gunsmith and clicked the shutter. As a result, before the photo was developed, there were four more bullet holes in his chest, and the dark gloss photo turned into a ball of burnt and smelly paper scraps.
The old man was beaten with rifle bullets until his body was shaken and bleeding all over the floor. He rolled in the splendid hall, struggling and wailing on the floor.
As the photo paste gradually developed, some blurry images were revealed in the shredded paper. The gunsmith quickly retreated. He was sent back to the previous studio, back to Teacher Su Ling, and back to the road beyond the boundary monument.
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Fickwood was in shock——
——He looked at the photos that were burned to ashes. These things could not trap the God of Death in [Mobius].
Ten minutes later, he finally understood the meaning of that sentence.
"You'll regret it, Fickwood."
The gunsmith was covered in blood and came back to kill him. This time he didn't hold back——
——The human head made of braided hair rolled in front of Fickwood.
Counting from the outside of the complex, there are six sentries in total, and the heads of sixteen soldiers are here.
They died with their eyes open, their heads pierced by bullets, and then Fragrant Dream quickly cut off their heads, woven them into a string of beads and threw them in front of Fickwood.
"Go on. I turned on the recording on my phone, and now you have to say it again."
The cloth shoes stained with animal blood stepped over the threshold and kicked away the corpse of the giant's heir. The shadow of death blocked part of the sunlight, so that Fickwood's stiff body no longer emitted the stench of burnt flesh.
Fickwood Abby finally came to his senses and regained a shred of sanity amidst the burning pain.
"I..."
"I have nothing more to say...Gunsmith..."
Jiang Xueming threw another cigarette and said: "Violence will only breed violence. If you want to use violence against me, that happens to be what I am best at - if you finish speaking, I am ready to ask the next question."
Fickwood covered his knees. There were several bloody holes in his vest, which were gradually healing.
"Just ask..."
Jiang Xueming threw away the kerosene lighter impatiently.
"Now I know, you are doing research here, and you must realize your scientific research ideals at all costs. You want to become a religious idol like King Xin - let people worship the spiritual religion you founded."
"My comrades are still in your hands. I'm not sure if I can subdue you using the power of fragrant dreams. It's too weak. Maybe hypnotizing you will also put me in a state of death."
Fenfang Huanmeng raised her head: "You scold again?!"
Jiang Xueming ignored Hunwei——
"——You have the stubbornness of non-violence and non-cooperation, and your eyes show the stupidity of someone who has never been beaten by an anonymous soldier."
"Judging from the engine mechanism of your soul power, I can at least destroy this negative before Mobius takes full effect."
"Now let's talk about the last question. Just now you said that Judas' death was not that simple."
Fickwood looked confused and seemed to be hiding something secret.
Jiang Xueming said it directly and did not intend to beat around the bush.
"You have hostages, and similarly, I also have hostages. If you continue to hesitate, you and your scientific research complex covered in human blood and human flesh will have to leave first."
"Tell me, is he really dead? How can I kill him completely?"
Fickwood still didn't dare to tell the truth——
——This is related to the secret of the goddess Io, and also the true identity of Faye Florsalin.
He also had the illusion that if he died here, Judas could say a few good words to the goddess Io, and Io would activate [Heavenly Grant] and use the incarnation of FF to bring another Fickwood Abby from the parallel universe.
He can be resurrected in this way.
"Aren't you going to speak? Fickwood?" The gunsmith turned his gun and pointed at the big amber: "How about starting with your specimen?"
"Don't! Don't, don't, don't! Don't!~" Fickwood immediately became anxious. What he cared about most was these treasures——
"——I said, I said, I said, don't waste them anymore..."