"Why am I just watching from here?"
Redmond scratched his head, unable to figure it out.
"What? Do you want to drink some soda and watch while lying down? "The Grandmaster glanced at him expressionlessly." It's work time, don't be too outrageous! "
"No, it's not about how I watch … But it's not good to just stand there. Am I really a traitor? "
The Grandmaster asked without raising his head, "Aren't you?"
"…"
Raymond's expression suddenly became awkward. "Grandmaster, I've only jumped ship once in my life. Don't escalate to the level of personal attacks, okay? I've reflected on myself … Although the direction of my reflection isn't quite right, at least I have principles, okay? "
"Your principles have nothing to do with me. I can see your work at a glance."
The Grandmaster's meaning was very simple.
Just do your own thing and don't think about other things.
Raymond shook his head and sighed, looking at the sorry figure in the surveillance video.
"Can he handle it?"
"Look at you, as if he can handle it."
The Grandmaster was very puzzled about where his confidence came from.
Raymond was stunned. "Isn't that just sending him to his death?"
"There's probably a one percent chance that he can handle it, right?" The Grandmaster shrugged. "I'm not familiar with Russell's people, but since he's his student, I cut him in half according to Russell's work standards … I just hope he didn't pick this secretary just to make up the numbers."
"Then what if he really dies?"
"If he can't handle it, then run. Otherwise, why would I call you?"
The Grandmaster looked at him as if he was an idiot and commanded from a distance, "Don't just stand there, set up the data collection equipment — this is an important record!"
Another dashboard rose.
Dozens of huge scanning devices appeared on the back of the truck, recording every detail and data in detail and transmitting it to the Iron Crystal.
It was a completely different way of fighting from the Ascendants.
It was a lost skill created by an unknown path that the Present Realm had never stepped on before. It was a realm different from common sense and imagination, and also the essence left behind in this once prosperous hell.
According to the decipherment of the Iron Crystal Constellation, the person who grasped this power was called the Forger.
Instead of binding the Calamity Miracles and assimilating them into one's own body, it was forging something similar to alchemy, granting the power of the Abyss to matter, thus avoiding the mutation of one's body to the greatest extent.
The Twilight Village that was left behind was the final creation left behind by all the casters.
"Although it's not as versatile as a Sublimator, it's much stronger on the path of creation. The direction of strengthening was not exploration, but defense and construction?
If that's the case, the threshold would definitely be higher than that of a pure alchemist or scholar. Furthermore, one would need to possess a physique similar to that of a Sublimator. No … Now that I think about it, it would be to create a physique similar to that of a Sublimator to resist the corrosion of the abyss. So that's how it is. "
The Grandmaster narrowed his eyes. "Only those who can transform their physique into something similar to a Ascended One can truly become a Forger … Compared to convenience, the high mortality rate is not a problem.
What a pity, such a skill was lost just like that. "
Raymond finally crawled back from outside.
It felt like repairing an old-fashioned television, constantly adjusting the position of the antenna to ensure that the signal was transmitted smoothly.
Hearing the Grandmaster's words, he became curious. "With such a skill, the developed civilization and the power to transform the world are still not enough to resist the depth brought by hell?"
"Who says it's not enough?"
The Grandmaster sneered. "Didn't those guys who overestimate themselves succeed?"
"Huh?"
Raymond was at a loss, and then he seemed to understand something.
He could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.
"You mean … the current Twilight Village was created by them?"
"Yes, all of this is the monument formed by their success in resisting hell."
The Grandmaster said indifferently. "Full of arrogance, after abandoning the original good ending, they crawled out of their own grave and jumped into another hell.
The former Twilight Village was undoubtedly such a place. Otherwise, it would not have fallen into the hands of the purgatory workshop masters and could not be freed. "
"The hell you see now is the result of this arrogance! “
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The sharp roar burst forth again.
The Everchanging One seemed to be even crazier, waving the lantern in its hand. In an instant, the huge spider fell apart and turned into iron shavings. Then, the asphalt-like furnace above his head boiled again.
Just as Huai Shi was about to seize this opportunity and attack crazily, he saw endless iron light flying out.
It was a scene as bright as the stars.
But in the light, huge locusts flapped their wings one after another. Just like a storm, countless flying insects as thick as arms flapped their wings, crisscrossing in the air like lightning. When they fell from the sky, they roared like cannonballs.
In the loud noise, the ground under Huai Shi's feet kept shattering.
The heavy locusts smashed into the ground like cannonballs. Soon, they climbed up, shook their wings, and rose into the sky again with the sound of gears spinning.
Under the continuous bombardment, Huai Shi could not breathe at all. He pulled out Beelzebub and fired continuously, but he was either blocked by the swarm of insects or deflected by the wings that extended from the furnace.
Even though he hesitated several times, he did not activate the trial mode in the end.
There were only three bullets left.
After experiencing the mistake with Liz, Huai Shi really did not dare to waste such a precious opportunity. He had to be sure that he would be able to create the corresponding value.
Now, as the lantern was raised again, the iron light all over the sky fell toward Huai Shi.
The heavy shield quickly assembled in front of Huai Shi's eyes.
Then, there were continuous loud noises. Soon, even the alloy shield began to distort.
From the beginning until now, the park guards had lost five people. Less than half of them were left.
The crisis of death kept appearing.
Huai Shi gritted his teeth, pulled out the burning flag, and stabbed it into the ground. He did not summon the crows, but in an instant, rolling darkness spread out.
The Bone Burial Sanctuary instantly descended.
It disturbed all senses.
In the darkness, Huai Shi took a deep breath and suddenly separated all the afterimages.
The overwhelming afterimages galloped chaotically in the hall, attracting most of the firepower. Huai Shi's body had suddenly disappeared from the spot.
He flashed three times in a row.
He had almost used up most of his Origin Form.
In the sudden ringing in the ears, Huai Shi's figure had broken through the long barrier and suddenly appeared in front of the Everchanging. The Hammer of Pain, ready to strike, smashed down.
The flaming hammer roared and rumbled.
The eyes on the wolf's head burned blood-red.
When the hammer smashed down, the air also made a cracking sound as if it could not bear the weight.
It was a blow that was almost self-sacrificing, scattering this enormous pain. Now, punishment fell from the sky, and there was no dodging.
A loud boom!
The Everchanging's body collapsed instantly.
It exploded on the spot.
Countless viscous liquids like asphalt shot out in all directions. Then, the fragments fell to the ground like rain.
Only the lantern fell into the viscous black liquid like blood.
The fire gradually dimmed.
But there was a choked voice from the wreckage.
"Sunmaker … please answer me …"
The hoarse voice asked, "This kind of tribulation … when … will it end …"
No one responded.
A high-pitched hiss burst out from the asphalt furnace. The squirming thing rapidly expanded, but then, it let out a roar that was thousands of times louder than before.
Countless viscous substances poured out of the broken furnace.
It was like a rainstorm.
The black torrent poured over the broken wind lantern, causing the burning flames to spread rapidly and ignite the darkness.
The broken bones wriggled in the black blood, and then, the viscous black blood all over the ground also rippled.
A pair of ferocious wings rose from it, followed by a bird-like silhouette, but the silhouette was constantly collapsing and reforming. As more and more shapes emerged from it, it looked like a giant wolf.
Finally, when the countless wriggling limbs pieced together, it formed a ferocious giant with a huge crown on its head.
It was as if the king of the world had descended here, so majestic that no one dared to look directly at it.
But the solemn giant only had a broken upper body. The lower body was empty, and only countless deformed organs and broken parts fell from it. As the giant swung its arm, it dragged in the black blood pool.
Once again, it let out a hoarse roar that was difficult to be heard by the human ear.
The crazed and bizarre giant raised its hand and slammed it down on Huai Shi. Waves of air swept out and the earth shook. Between its fingers, viscous black blood dripped down. Countless body parts rose from the blood, constantly piecing themselves together into various broken limbs that wriggled in a frenzy.
It was rapidly decaying and rapidly regenerating.
It was stubbornly unwilling to die, but could no longer continue to live …
In the sorrowful and choked roar, the viscous black blood ignored gravity, rose into the sky, and turned into a sharp rainstorm, sprinkling in all directions.
"F * ck the second stage!!!"
Huai Shi roared angrily, "Where the f * ck did you come from?!"
The Hammer of Pain was swung, and with all its strength, it smashed into the giant hand that was slapping down again. The boundless power collided, and Huai Shi was sent flying.
His vision went black.
In his hand, the Hammer of Pain shattered inch by inch … … The Origin Substance structure had actually been destroyed by this attack, and it would be difficult to use in a short period of time.
Countless scattered pains wreaked havoc in his soul, causing him to involuntarily roar in pain.
The palm also started to twitch as it was struck by the pain transmitted from the hammer. The black blood that made up the flesh and blood surged and boiled crazily. It mutated into a strange structure and quickly fell off, revealing incomplete and deformed bones.
Huai Shi had already landed on the ground, and once again, he madly dashed out.
In his hand, the Virtuous Sword hummed and suddenly lit up with a resplendent light. It slashed forward, tearing apart the wriggling rainwater like a hot knife through butter.
Amidst the chaos, a fleeting crack was cut open.
The giant raised its hand, and the pitch-black arm wriggled, rapidly transforming into the outline of a savage wolf, biting at Huai Shi.
Shadow Burial!
Once again, the afterimage spread out.
The Young Arbiter of Life's ability was activated again, and Huai Shi's body flickered in the air, appearing in front of the giant wolf out of thin air, seeking his own death.
The Virtuous Sword in his hand was held upside down, and as his body fell, he stabbed downwards.
A sorrowful cry suddenly burst forth.
It was accompanied by the crisp sound of a skull shattering.
The blade of the sword pierced deeply into the giant wolf's face amidst Huai Shi's roar, cutting through the ferocious eye, tearing apart the eye socket, and chiseling a crack in its face.
When the crack began to rapidly close, Huai Shi swung his hand, and forcefully stuffed the bomb in his hand into the giant wolf's eye socket.
In the blink of an eye, blazing flames erupted from the giant wolf's body, spreading out, tearing apart the hard bones, and spraying in all directions.
Waves of air spread out.
Huai Shi was sent flying.
"It's not over yet!"
In mid-air, his body turned around, and he suddenly threw out the Sorrowful Rope, which wrapped around the giant's neck, and then, contracted!
In the reflection of the pair of empty eyes, Huai Shi rushed towards him!
He gambled on his last Origin Substance.
The sorrowful melody of the cello played here!
Nine Chords, Xiang Dragon!
Decapitation!
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