Chapter 1135
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Dean was aware of the situation outside the energy shield. He looked up and saw Cyslodi at a glance. He was the most powerful chairman of the Terras Consortium. He was even one of the most powerful figures in the entire Federation.
It was no wonder that he could recognize him at a glance. This person was too famous. His popularity was no different from that of the Federation's chairman. Even a child who had just entered primary school could know his appearance and identity from the news, parents' conversations, cartoons and other aspects.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him quietly. He seemed to have an idea of what he was thinking.
After everyone left, Leslodi looked at Dean who was looking straight at him from within the energy shield. Being stared at by the latter, he felt an inexplicable chill. He had not experienced this feeling for a long time. Only the "Lord God" had a stronger chill and majesty than this. Dean gave him the feeling that he was a fierce beast that would pounce on him at any time. Although Dean's eyes were very calm and tranquil, and there were six energy shields to isolate him, this feeling still made his hair stand on end, and his heartbeat could not help but slightly accelerate.
Was this a real demon? His eyes flashed slightly. He didn't immediately start the instrument, but said, "You don't seem surprised."
"What are you surprised about?" Dean asked.
Cyslodi smiled. Since the other side didn't understand his meaning, he didn't intend to explain, so he said, "Nothing."
"Shouldn't you be surprised that the one who caught me is you, the boss of the Terras Consortium?" Dean said lightly.
Cyslodi's eyebrows slightly raised, "You expected it to be me?"
"You have the right to let me enter Randy's company to get the highest authority, and you can mobilize three Genesis God mechas to surround me. You even sacrificed one Genesis God mecha to self-destruct. Besides you, who else has the qualifications?" Dean smiled lightly.
Cyslodi glanced at the young man and suddenly felt that the latter's age seemed to be a mystery. This calmness and confidence were not like a young man under the age of 30 who had just integrated into society.
"Then guess why I asked you to come here?" Cyslodi said with interest.
Dudian indifferently said: "Since I have fallen into your hands then I don't care what you do."
But he didn't expect this young demon to be so cautious and mature. He knew that it was useless to say more. He didn't want to be perceived by the Lord. He no longer paid attention to Dean and said to the huge computer on the side: "Sir, the people have been dismissed."
Dean saw Lancelot's sudden action. Even though he was always calm, he couldn't help but be stunned. But in the next second, the broken thoughts in his heart instantly connected. The thought made his heart beat fiercely. His pores contracted and he felt an indescribable chill.
At this time, the complex structure of the computer started to operate. At the same time, Dean suddenly saw a light screen shining from the outside about three meters in front of him. It turned into a virtual human figure. The figure gradually solidified. The whole body was bathed in hazy light. It was like a virtual projection of a god.
The technology of this virtual projection was extremely advanced, and the projected image gradually became no different from a real person!
When he saw the face of this person, Dean was stunned again. He looked at the person in disbelief.
This was an eastern face. He had only seen it two or three times, but he would never forget it. Because this person's face was very handsome. He was as perfect as a god. His identity was so noble that it was unimaginable. He was called the God of Science and Technology by the Federation!
The God of Science and Technology had obviously expected Dean's reaction. He just smiled and said: "You also go back."
He didn't turn around. His back was facing Lancelot. His tone was commanding, which showed his supreme status.
Lancelot didn't show the slightest anger. His face was very humble. His previously straight back was slightly bent. He respectfully responded and then looked at Dean in front of him. He turned and walked down the platform. He left the bottom of the base.
When the alloy door closed, only Dean and the God of Science and Technology were left in this huge base. The sound of the door closing was very empty.
"You're not dead?" Dean blurted out after the shock.
The God of Science and Technology smiled: "It's impolite to greet others for the first time."
"It shouldn't be the first time we've met, right?" Dean said.
The God of Science and Technology faintly smiled: "It's not wrong to say that. You have seen my sculpture and seen my appearance. Now I'm just a projection. It's no different from a sculpture. So it's not the first time we've met."
Dean didn't have the leisure to entangle with these issues. He immediately asked: "Aren't you a person from three hundred years ago? No one can live for three hundred years, right? Did you freeze your body for a period of time? Or did you have a head transplant operation? "
The God of Science and Technology didn't become impatient in the face of Dean's series of questions. He smiled: "You said that no one can live for three hundred years. But I'm not a 'person'."
Dean was startled. His face slightly changed as he thought of the God of Science and Technology.
"Do you know why I'm looking for you?" The God of Science and Technology smiled.
Dean's eyes lit up as he shook his head: "I don't know. But it shouldn't be to dissect me or to get information about the Empire from me. After all, the Federation and the Empire have a long history of war. They have long understood these things thoroughly. Even if they really catch the current king of the Empire, it is estimated that they won't disturb people at the level of Basil Slody, let alone you."
The God of Science and Technology laughed: "That's right. I'm looking for you because your identity is different from anyone else."
"My identity?"
"Yes, the same identity as me."
Dudian was startled once again. His first reaction was not to doubt the falsehood of Dudian's words. Instead, he was pleasantly surprised and even honored. However, this thought was dispelled in an instant and was replaced by an unspeakable horror. He pretended to be puzzled and confused as he asked: "Same identity as you? Could it be that I'm also a god? How come I don't know about this? "
The God of Science and Technology revealed a mysterious smile: "You are not a god, but a demigod!"
"Demigod?"
"Yes, your body has the potential of a god. Do you remember the first time you opened your eyes and saw the world after you were born?"
Dean's mind was filled with the images that Crimson Moon had seen when she looked at his memories. Those images had long been forgotten by him. But Crimson Moon's magic mark ability brought them back to him. Every year, every day, the images clearly emerged in his mind. He couldn't help but clench his fists. He felt an indescribable pain.
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