Tangji used Gavalal's abandoned body as a throwing object and threw it at the gestating embryo, smashing it to pieces before it could take shape. Xian
However, Gavaral's will has long been integrated with the Ashoda tree, and the flesh-shaped body is just an incarnation. The leaves in the sky are constantly vibrating to form deafening laughter, as if laughing at his overestimation of his abilities.
He, the builder of Amaravati, the heavenly father of hundreds of thousands of clones in the past few decades, the true god on earth, Gavaral Priyadarshini Niruru, did not rely on any supernatural power.
The Ashoda tree is the treasure on the laurel crown of the Nihelu family. It can take root and sprout on the barren lunar soil, can face the cold outer space, and can withstand the bombardment of various rays.
It took Gavaral ten years to complete the assimilation between himself and the Ashoda tree, and completely transfer his consciousness into this towering tree that should not exist in nature.
And this kind of dedication finally gave Gavalal the right to speak loudly in front of Tangji.
"Do you think that driving those cyborgs from the Rothschild family from the earth proves that you are stronger than us?" Gavalal asked: "Do you think that by becoming a superhuman, you are qualified to stand in front of me?
Are you talking nonsense?"
"This is a complete wishful thinking!" Gavalal's voice appeared from all directions and surrounded Tang Ji: "Even if you kill all the people here, they can grow back in a cycle, I said
, including her." Xian
When Gavalal finished his last words, it once again turned into Tangji's familiar female voice.
He raised his head and saw the figure on the tree trunk higher up that he thought he would never see again.
Under the sun, she looked so clear, so real, as if she had never left.
He had dreamed of such a scene countless times in his nightmares, seeing Angelina's eternal sleep being disturbed, and even seeing her standing in front of him, asking himself why weren't you by my side at that time?
And now the nightmare has come true
Angelina stood there, looking at him expressionlessly.
Tang Ji once imagined how he would react when encountering such a situation. He thought that he would collapse in an instant, that he would completely lose his mind and give up his control to the furious primitive will.
When all this really happened, Tang Ji discovered that everything he thought was wrong.
He just stood there, looking at 'Angelina' calmly, as if he was seeing an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
Countless longings flow from my heart, paragraphs of words have been arranged countless times, and words of love that are too late to say are on my lips.
But in the end, it all just turned into a smile.
It's so good to see you again.
A ball of jet-black flames appeared like an explosion with Tang Ji as the center, instantly burning all the surviving Nihelu Gandi bloodlines around with indescribable power.
The flames swept across the entire space unabated, shattering the transparent dome that was divided into countless pieces, leaving only the skeleton.
In the entire top space of Amaropati, only the outermost flexible dome is left to maintain the lowest air pressure here.
Tang Ji had already crossed the space and stood in front of Angelina.
Just when the body created by Gavaral was about to open his mouth to say something, Tang Ji put a finger on his lips: "Shh! For your own good, don't speak, don't make a sound."
Tang Ji's voice was so calm, as if he was whispering to an old friend, but the black flame wings stretching a thousand meters behind him were slowly folding, leaving two traces of unknown material on the floor wherever the wings touched.
Traces of burnt black.
At this moment, Gavalar felt a kind of fear deep in his soul, as if an invisible soul gun was pressing against his forehead.
Tang Ji looked at 'Angelina' with a gentle smile. He looked at her so greedily that he refused to let go easily for every second. It was as if time was being distorted by his will, and it went further.
slow.
After an unknown amount of time, Tang Ji finally raised his head and looked into her eyes.
It's a pity that it's not her, not even one ten thousandth of her. In her eyes, there is that false and empty soul.
Tang Ji stretched out a hand to block the pair of soul windows. He knew that what he wanted and what he longed for could never be taken back or made up for.
He could only say one final word to this face that only two-thirds looked like hers: "I'm sorry, I'm late."
as well as
"Goodbye." A bloody tear slipped from the corner of Tang Ji's eyes, and he repeated it again with some reluctance: "Goodbye."
Another drop of blood and tears was left, and another voice said: "Goodbye."
Silence, silence, the silence of all silence.
A pitch-black flame that seemed to blend into the deep space suddenly appeared at the other end of the palm, instantly obliterating her figure.
After the flames, only a blank space remained. Tang Ji put down his hand blankly, as if what he had just blocked was not her eyes, but his whole world.
"How dare you?" Tang Ji sighed, turned around and walked upwards along the trunk of the Ashoda tree. The jet-black flames followed his figure step by step, burning the giant tree bit by bit.
"How dare you?" Tang Ji's voice was slightly higher, with a trace of imperceptible grievance, filled with calm and suppressed anger.
"You! How! How dare!" The pitch-black flames were like miasma pouring out of hell, instantly expanding and filling every inch of space under the dome.
But the flames are still not satisfied, they surge, they are endless.
Under the black fire, the hard dome skeleton melted instantly like ice and snow in the sun, and the flexible dome was evaporated instantly. The flames broke out of the limitations of the frame and spread wantonly in this empty and silent land, like a wild horse out of a cage. Xian
It was a magnificent scene that could be witnessed on an astronomical scale. On the white moon surface under the sun, a black flower suddenly bloomed, showing its vitality in all directions.
That's Ashura's world-destroying black lotus
Lexington Two.
"Mars Outpost, we have completed gravitational acceleration and are expected to pass by you from the sky in twenty-two days. Remember to wave to us!" Zoepalaya sent a message in the communication system.
A few minutes later, she received a response from Mars: "You lucky people remember to bring us some cauliflower seeds when you return to Mars, so that no one will want to eat potatoes anymore!"
"Copy that, Cauliflower Seeds, why don't you ask us to bring the latest model of the Attic Virtual Plug-in with us on our return trip?" Roslin Skywalker added beside him.
This sentence obviously got a faster response from the Mars base: "Please! Please bring three copies, not four copies. There are still people here who need the latest upgrade program of Virtual Girlfriend. If possible, please go to the user community to help download some
For paid MOD, we and they are willing to reimburse ten times!”
"I just said that if you go back to Earth, you can earn at least six months' salary, haha." Roslin Skywalker explained to the female researcher beside him: "Cauliflower is a code, not the cauliflower seed you think."
Zoepalaya laughed, she understood everything now.
Everyone on the Lexington 2 breathed a sigh of relief after completing this bizarre collection mission and returning successfully.
When they think about the existence of superhuman beings 4,500 years ago, and one of them has been wandering in endless loneliness for who knows how long, and was finally imprisoned on Ganymede, maintaining a flame until now, their world view becomes...
suffered a serious impact.
If all this is true, then what is the true face of human civilization, and is the development of science and technology meaningful?
Fortunately, except for Zoe Palaia, the other two male astronauts are only experts in the aerospace field. They are only responsible for completing the mission and will not continue to think deeply about the history behind all this.
In other words, they are unwilling to think deeply.
But some things always force them to look directly at what they encounter.
"There are changes in the containment! You'd better come here and take a look!" Russell La Cruz's voice appeared on the communicator.
Because the contained flame was so weird, the three people decided to take turns guarding the flame to prevent it from leaving human sight. Now it was Russell La Cruz's class.
After hearing Russell La Cruz's words, the two people immediately switched the system into automatic mode and quickly rowed towards the test cabin.
In the experimental cabin, the flame fixed in the transparent glass cover was like adding a combustion accelerant. It changed from a palm-sized flower to a large black flame that filled the entire glass cover.
It was like it was alive, constantly flowing back and forth inside the mask, making the three people's eyes jump.
There is no mention of how to deal with an activated flame in any known space manual. If it is alive, it would be at least 4,500 years old now, far from three human beings who are less than 100 years old together.
Can be dealt with.
"What should we do with it? Fire extinguisher?" Roslin Skywalker was dumbfounded. He stayed away from the flames and proposed a stupid solution.
A fire extinguisher is obviously not the correct answer. The flame has been burning stably for thousands of years in a near-vacuum environment. Whether it actually exists is still a question.
But for now, at least it is still willing to stay inside the glass cover and has not escaped from jail like a ghost.
"What we should be more worried about is what if it suddenly goes out?" Russell La Cruz calmed down a little and asked: "It has been burning for so long and has obviously become so violent. What if it comes back to light?
"
Yeah, what if? They took this thing away from its birthplace, and God knows if this thing, which is a wonder of the universe, can still be replicated.
"If it dies, will Tang Ji blame us?" Roslin Skywalker asked with great imagination: "I would rather live on Mars for the rest of my life than Tang Ji suddenly appear at my door one day." Xian
"Okay, stop joking, it seems to have calmed down." Zoepalaya took a closer look at the flame.
At that moment, the image of a woman seemed to flash in the flames, but the image disappeared so fleetingly that Zoepalaya couldn't tell whether it was because she was dazzled or not.
Panting, Atham walked past the level where the Manu lived. Everything here was so beautiful, so different from the underground.
But Atham didn't miss the scenery along the way. He just lowered his head and walked in the direction he decided.
There were Manu on the road who looked blankly at this Dalit openly appearing on the street. They had never seen this happen before, so most people ignored Atham's existence.
But his good luck would always run out. Finally, a pot-bellied Manu seemed to feel that too many unconventional things had happened today, and stopped Atham arrogantly: "Hey! You gutter rat
How can you appear here! Go back to your mouse hole!" Xian
Atham didn't know what the mouse was in the other person's mouth, but he could see the disdain the other party had for him.
He thought of the corpses on the bottom floor and Asura's question. He puffed up his chest and looked at the Manu: "Don't block my way!"
Manu was instantly angered by this audacious scoundrel. He raised his arm and gave Atham a slap in the face: "Are you crazy? How dare you talk to me like this!"
When Manu raised his arm again, Atham moved.
He struggled to lift the laser gun in his hand. It was not a weapon designed for his height. Whether it was the length or the center of gravity, it was very difficult for him to use it.
But Atham overcame the difficulty and completed the full set of aiming and pulling the trigger before Manu hit him in the face again.
It is actually quite difficult to pull the trigger with a dead finger, especially when the finger is bloody and always slips.
But Atham was lucky, he hit Manu's shoulder with his first shot.
The laser instantly scorched the flesh and blood on Manu's shoulder, turning his hand into a decoration on his body.
Because of the shock and high temperature, the Manu didn't even feel the pain for the first time. He just looked at Atham in surprise and asked: "You shot me?"
Then came the heartbreaking screams. Atham just looked at the aloof Manu rolling around on the ground like a rogue child.
Atham adjusted the muzzle of the gun again and pulled the trigger, ending Manu's pain. He left behind a message: You are also a human being, and then left.
His goal is very clear, to go to the next level, to question the gods, and to follow in the footsteps of Asura.
But when he stood in front of the elevator leading to the residence of the god, Atham saw the body of the god who was killed in front of the elevator. Xian
He stared at the headless corpse and murmured to himself: "So, you are human too."
Then, in a heart-stopping tremor, Atham watched countless Manu pour out of his gorgeous residence. They ran in different directions in a panic, and they looked no different from Dalits.
Then Atham saw a black flame pouring out from the gap in the elevator. For some reason, he was suddenly sure that the god above no longer existed.
But the Ashoda tree was still there, and Achamu looked at the thick trunk. In the dark, he seemed to feel the presence of Kidara. She guided him and told him that the god who held her soul was there.
Hidden in that tree.
As a Dalit, Atham knew where to find the god hidden in the tree.
