Xiaoman raised his head and looked at the starry sky.
In the past half month, she would always observe the stars at night.
Because, she clearly discovered that the starry sky was changing.
She understood that this meant that her world was moving towards a certain destination at high speed.
Moreover, according to calculations, this speed is accelerating every day!
In other words...
Xiaoman lowered his head.
She recalled the sacred mountain she saw that day.
The mountains trailing long trails across the starry sky, passing by the stars, rushing towards the final place.
So, Xiaoman lowered his head.
She could hear the sound of earth veins beating from the core of the world.
The sacred mountain where Zhulong hides in the core of the world is also yearning to reunite with his former brothers and sisters in the new world.
"Let's go!" Xiaoman stood up.
The sky has turned white.
It's almost dawn!
And she has to continue on her way in order to get out of this vast mountain as soon as possible and find traces of human or demonic activities.
No matter what happens, we still have to find traces of the demon/Shura.
Unlike in the past twenty days, except for wild beasts and birds, there was no trace of human activity.
Suddenly...
Xiaoman sensed a smell that made her heart palpitate.
She turned her head and saw several golden elixir stage demons flying madly from the other side of the mountain with magical weapons.
Maybe they found Xiaoman, or maybe they didn't.
but……
They had no intention of paying attention to Xiaoman at all.
Instead, he kept activating the magic weapon and escaped crazily.
Behind them, there are extremely coquettish and weird monsters with six arms, wearing green gauze, riding on the wind, chasing after them.
Xiaoman looked at the monster.
The monster also seemed to sense Xiaoman.
His head turned around, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the blood stains around his mouth were as bright as cherry blossoms.
Then, He stopped caring about Xiaoman and rode the wind forward.
Xiaoman looked at the monster disappearing into the horizon in horror.
"It's the Shura that was born from the ruins of Qingshan Town..." She murmured to herself.
Although the monster has now changed its appearance.
It no longer looks like it was born from that giant cocoon.
Six extremely weird arms grew.
It can also control the wind and fly.
However, Xiaoman knew that the monster was the Shura born in Qingshan Town.
An extremely weird Shura.
Monsters that feed on demons!
Xiaoman had spent several days with Him and even 'cooperated' with Him, so she knew that she could not admit her mistake.
That unique soul rhythm cannot be faked!
After taking a deep breath, Xiaoman once again summoned the ghost named Broken Wings with the Demon-Defining Binding Gui.
The ghost appeared in the world, with its huge leather wings spread out. There seemed to be a green film on the strange head and two pale eyeballs. This film seemed to limit the vision and inspiration of the ghost.
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Therefore, it took a while before it confirmed the person who summoned it to this world.
"Broken wings, salute you!"
The ghost curled up its wings and lowered its head very meekly. There seemed to be several deep wounds on that strange, dry body.
"What's wrong with you?" Xiaoman asked nervously.
"It's not in the way!" The ghost was prostrate, and it was even a little proud: "This is my honor!'
The Bayaki clan is a star species.
They travel across the universe and even through the crystal wall system, looking for all the planets and worlds where they can breed and eat.
The Byakki are rarely afraid of other species except those of superior predators.
Because the ones that hit them were not as fast as them.
Those who are faster than them cannot beat them.
but……
The Bayakis have their own special cycles.
Every Byakki has its own limit.
In the first hundred, fifth hundred and first thousand years of their lives respectively.
Before these three nodes arrive, all Bayaki need to undergo a promotion trial.
The content of the promotion trial is to go to a world that only Byaki who have reached the node can sense and enter.
And in that world, he fought against the Byakki's mortal enemy, Migo, who was armed with technology in every cell.
and kill at least one Migo.
Devour it!
Use Migo's flesh and blood to unlock Bayaki's shackles and enter a new life cycle.
This is a secret that only belongs to Bayaki and Migo.
Two starry sky groups that are hostile to each other worship two immortal supreme groups respectively.
Two deep space species with completely different styles and styles.
Each is each other's whetstone.
Killing Migo and eating Migo is the key to Bayaki unlocking the shackles of his own promotion.
For Migo, killing and eating a Byakhi in the trial is also the key to unlocking their own genes and soul imprisonment.
So much so that, according to legend, if there is a Migo/Baiyaki, it can kill and eat all the other people.
Then, this Migo/Baiyaki will become the strongest Migo/Baiyaki in history.
There is even a chance to participate in the dimension-ascension war that only occurs once in billions of years.
In war, win a ticket to the path of the Outer Gods.
This allows the entire race to achieve true immortality.
As long as the universe is not destroyed, it is impossible for ethnic groups protected by outer gods to become extinct!
Because that's the rule!
And Broken Wing has just completed the second trial of its life cycle.
It successfully tore apart three Migos in the trial world.
Although he was severely injured by Migo's weapons, he even received a Migo cannon shot from the front.
So much so that it left an indelible mark on my body.
But it's worth it.
Because it has entered a new cycle and gained many new capabilities.
That's why it needs to shed its skin.
However, there is no need to talk about these things to the young lady in front of me.
Therefore, Duan Yi asked simply: "Dear young lady... what are your instructions for summoning Duan Yi?"
Xiaoman saw that this sky ghost didn't want to say anything, so she stopped asking, and instead focused on what she was most concerned about at the moment, she asked: "Duan Yi, can you feel the current speed of our world?
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Broken Wing's mole-like head raised, and the cyan film on his eyeballs was faintly flashing with black darkness.
Then it replied: "Yes!"
"Miss...the current speed of your world is three times that of once..."
"And it's still accelerating..."
"I have a hunch...at the current growth rate, it will reach its destination in two or three planet years!"
"Of course, if the gravity of the gravitational source increases again, this process is likely to accelerate!"
Xiaoman frowned and asked: "Destination? Broken Wings, do you know the destination?"
Tiangui Duanyi lay down in front of Xiaoman and said: "Please forgive Duanyi for not saying..."
As a Bayaki, Broken Wings is born with the ability to sense the position between stars.
This is the basis for the Bayakis to travel through the universe and even the crystal wall system.
No matter where you go, you'll never get lost.
Because their brain is an interstellar positioning coordinate device.
As a Bayaki that has entered its second life cycle, Broken Wing's ability is slightly stronger than that of other Bayaki.
It can accurately sense the source of gravity.
Because of this, it dare not say it.
It senses the ripples projected by that huge gravitational source between the deep space of the universe and the crystal wall system.
In that gravitational source, there are extremely terrifying existences.
There is at least one alien god there!
Xiaoman fell silent.
The devil dare not say it, which in itself reveals terrible information.
After thinking for a while, Xiaoman asked: "Duan Yi, do you know that besides you, is there any other existence in my world that can sense this?"
Duan Yi listened, thought for a while, and replied: "There should be some!"
"Miss, your world, even in the universe, can be rated as a 'medium world'..."
"Has the potential to breed existences of the old days..."
"In such a world, the top beings can vaguely feel something through inspiration or spiritual vision..."
"The world itself will also give them certain reminders..."
"The world itself?" Xiaoman frowned and asked, "What is that?"
"It's heaven and earth..." Duan Yi replied.
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The night is very late.
Han Li couldn't sleep.
Because as soon as she falls asleep, she will dream.
Dreaming about the heartbeat of the weird tumor-like object behind the world.
Plop! Plop!
He is beating powerfully!
He is thriving!
Growing up every day!
Those thick blood vessels are deeply embedded in the shadows on the back side of the world.
The viscous spiritual energy turns into liquid in the blood vessels.
"Why do I always dream about Him?" Han Li asked himself.
Han Li sensed the tumor-like thing as soon as it took root.
They also had spiritual exchanges with each other.
I learned that that thing was part of the "nightmare space".
And in that nightmare space, suitable people will be selected to enter it, and the nightmare space will hire these people to fight and plunder for themselves.
Apart from these, there is no other representation of the nightmare space.
No matter how Han Li came into contact with him, he turned over and over again, and there were only these answers.
Just like a computer.
Like a programmed answer.
Initially, nothing happened.
Han Li paid attention to the situation in the nightmare space, and it didn't seem to be threatening.
Until two nights ago.
In a burst of strange and rapid drumbeats.
Han Li dreamed of that nightmare space.
I also heard its heartbeat in my dream and witnessed its growth.
Tonight, as long as you close your eyes, the nightmare space will appear before your eyes, and his heartbeat will echo in your ears.
"What on earth is going on?" Han Li thought.
She remembered the legend before the Cataclysm.
It is said that one year before the catastrophe, many people dreamed of ghosts and evil spirits.
"Could it be that that nightmare space will cause a new catastrophe?" Han Li bit his lip.
Tuk-tuk-tuk...
There was a knock on the door.
Han Li walked over, opened the door, and saw Xiao Ai with frightened eyes.
"What's wrong?" Han Li asked.
"Han Li!" Xiao Ai hugged Han Li's legs in fear. Her delicate little face was full of fear: "I dreamed of a huge tumor ball, and countless people walked out of it..."
"They carry all kinds of weapons and all kinds of servants..."
"The sky cracks, the abyss collapses..."
"Even the heavens are starting to bleed!"
Han Li listened, and her beautiful eyes suddenly opened.
………………………………
Elizabeth knelt in the sacred mechanical temple, listening to the drumbeats that faintly echoed from the steel and machinery.
Occasionally, a sacred hymn can be heard.
Although vague, although vague.
But Elizabeth understood that it was the great spirit of all chance that was singing.
Singing about steel and talking about machinery.
Therefore, it is the holy word in steel and the praise in machinery.
As a mechanical citizen, you need to listen and feel wholeheartedly.
Therefore, she and all the followers of the Mechanicum have been kneeling here for two whole days!
Listen and feel the praise of machinery, the holy words of steel.
Get closer to the great Spirit of All Opportunities.
Get closer to the compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva!
So, they felt it and praised it loudly.
"Praise to Gatlin Bodhisattva, who has been practicing deep Prajna Honey for a long time, holding six tubes..."
This is the worship of the believers of the Iron Discipline Academy.
The bhikshuni or monks who had shaved their heads one by one and used molten steel to burn out white steel cave scars were knocking on the wooden fish made of steel in front of them and using their own electronic vocal cords to make a neat and solemn sound.
Chanting filled with compassion.
"Ring the bell once, push the lever, and start the piston and engine..."
Wearing steel helmets and covered with nano-mechanical biochemical cells, the believers were prostrate and praying with incomparable fanaticism and piety.
Red light flashes in their electronic eye sockets.
The steel organs of the body resonate with the sound of prayer.
"The great spirit of all possibilities..."
"You are the Lord who molds all things, and you are also the Apocalypse who destroys everything!"
"More is better, big is beautiful!"
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In the end, the mechanical monks and steel believers worshiped in unison: "Flesh and blood are weak, but steel is eternal!"
In the neat sound of worship, all the steel and machinery in the entire Mechanical Temple began to resonate.
Countless machine souls screamed with joy in the resonance.
Dong dong dong...
The rumble of the drums in the steel seemed to come from countless light years away.
Sacred chants, chanting slowly in the steel.
Everyone felt that the mechanical cells and nanostructures in their bodies were overloaded with excitement.
As a result, they became more pious and fanatical.
Finally, amid the rumble of drums.
The pieces of steel and gears in the Mechanical Temple began to slowly soften, flow like water, and then reshape.
In the end, under people's gaze, most of the Mechanical Temple seemed to be melted by the divine power.
These melted steel and gears slowly came together again under the enthusiastic gaze of people.
Finally, a silver-white, liquid metal ball was formed.
The metal ball swayed slowly.
From inside, the same steel praise and mechanical mantra came out.
It was the steel people and mechanical believers in another world worshiping and praising the great spirit of all machines and the great and compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva.
Everyone cheered.
They are not alone!
Believers in steel and machinery are not alone.
Elizabeth knelt down again.
Kneeling in front of this liquid metal ball.
Because, the mechanical scripture in her hand had a grand and sacred hymn, which sounded from it and lingered in her ears.
"Tuk tuk tuk..."
It is as if they are the guards of the mechanical heaven, holding the sacred scepter and knocking on the door of the world.
A grand hymn sounded slowly.
"Give him rest..."
"Praise to machinery..."
"Glory to steel..."
"O Creator of machinery and steel..."
"Please hear my prayer..."
"Give him rest..."
As a result, Elizabeth knew the function of this brand new mechanical holy object shaped by the power of the spirit of all machines.
This is a door.
A door of steel and machinery, a door used to connect to another world where the people of machinery and steel live.
It is also an embryo.
The Spirit of All Opportunities will eventually come to this world through Him and bring eternal glory to all His people!
but……
"Tuk tuk tuk..." The guards of Mechanical Paradise were knocking on the door.
This is urging.
Urge her and all believers in steel and machinery to fight for the spirit of all machines!
Because steel needs flesh and blood to water it, and machinery needs soul to lubricate it.
I want this holy object to truly take shape and open the door to another world.
Then at least the flesh and blood of an evil god needs to be poured into it!
If you want to welcome the arrival of the great spirit of all opportunities.
Then the flesh and blood of the Nine-Headed Evil God is even more needed!
so……
Elizabeth raised her head and looked at the vast starry sky.
The people of steel and machinery must kill an evil god!
No matter what, no matter what the price, she must drag an evil god down from the starry sky, kill him, and use his flesh and blood to water this steel holy object!
Fortunately, the people of machinery and steel are not alone!
In the ears, in the grand sound of praise.
Elizabeth vaguely saw a strange, tumor-like object on the back of the world, slowly pulsing.
