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Chapter 946

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[Faction Mission – Defend the Martyr's Palace has been completed.]

Rewards have been issued.

1. Reputation [White Giant]: Friendly → Respectful

2. Important storyline NPC – [God of Aliens, Deacon]: Attitude has changed: Cold → Trusting

In this last battle of life and death, Han Dong boldly used a method of inducement.

Because he was not sure how many times Novikov could regenerate, and Han Dong could also guess that when the number of regenerations was about to be exhausted, the other party would inevitably use extreme measures … Therefore, Han Dong had to hold back.

This move would be the key to victory.

In the early stages of the battle, even though he was hit by Novikov many times, Han Dong still used the black scythe as his only means of attack.

In battle after battle, Novikov's attention was all on the scythe, and he slowly ignored the threat of Han Dong himself.

This was why in the end, Novikov naively thought that he could kill Han Dong at close range by knocking away the scythe.

[Finger of Death]

Ending Novikov's life and completely erasing the mythical contact that existed in his body.

"Making the fatal part and the normal part be exactly equal … The purpose of this is to suppress the low-level participants of Fate.

Participants whose level is lower than his would find it difficult to cause an attack that exceeds the [Limit], and would not be able to consume his regenerations.

Even if he used his trump card, he would at most consume no more than three regenerations.

It was through this "mythical contact" that Novikov killed one human participant after another, and even Wangdu's teammates.

Of course, he himself was aware of the problem with the [Limit].

If Novikov were to obtain the divine creation from Prometheus, he might be able to completely erase the [Limit]. Only a complete death would consume one of his regenerations.

When that time comes, only death awaits me if I were to face him again. "

The battle was not over yet, and Novikov's two teammates had not been dealt with.

With a wave of his hand.

The black scythe that had fallen not far away flew back to Han Dong's hand.

When he looked at the edge of the arena, the two Androids that imitated the crown prince's Xenomorphs were limp on the ground, as if they had been dead for some time.

Marittis leaned against the bone pillar and waved with a smile.

At this moment, a public announcement by the system reached the ears of the teams: [All Allele Teams have been Eliminated]

Han Dong was also surprised. He did not expect the team's elimination information to be announced to the public.

Once he knew that Han Dong had killed Novikov, the hatred between him and Wangdu's of course, his hatred.

But that was also a matter for later.

Han Dong now had the absolute advantage. As long as he grasped the opportunity well, he would definitely surpass the other teams.

At that time, he would be able to meet the requirements of the Fate event ahead of time, touching upon the truth and origin of the world of Prometheus.



Han Dong Of The Temple Of Light Temple ''s's' Palace..

The White Giant Elders in the temple had shown a devout welcoming posture. They crossed their hands in front of their chests, closed their eyes and bowed their heads, as if welcoming the arrival of a supreme being.

Han Dong had already removed his dead form and stood side by side with Marittis.

At this time, a different Xenomorph slowly descended from the top of the temple.

Without the help of any equipment, it was obviously equipped with an anti-gravity system.

Drip, drip, drip … Mucus dripped.

The Xenomorph was covered with mucus, as if it usually stayed in the mucus tank.

It was only 1.5 meters tall, and its body was thin, less than half the size of an ordinary Xenomorph. There was no obvious shell structure, and its overall body was a very ordinary flesh and blood life.

The aura of divinity continued to pour out of this little thing.

This was the God of Xenomorph that Novikov was looking for. As long as he ate the flesh of this thing, he could become a perfect life in the true sense.

It stretched out its hand covered with mucus.

Han Dong understood the other party's meaning and immediately reached out to touch the other party's hand.

When the palms touched, their consciousness connected.

Direct communication on the consciousness level … This way, there would be no lies, and it would be a private conversation between the two. The White Giant Elders would not know what the two were talking about and could speak freely.

"Thank you for your help to help me get rid of the 'outsiders' with bad intentions. In return, I am willing to give you some materials in the temple.

However, I have one more thing to confirm with you.

The reason why I gave you the divine seal and allowed you to enter the temple … is that you carry the power of the ancient Egyptian gods. It was also this power that helped you defeat the outsiders who were much stronger than you in the temple.

If you can make use of it and continue to grow, it may help you to sit on the throne of the Pharaoh.

I hope you can replace the Black Pharaoh in the Holy Capital and build a new empire … Can you accept this responsibility? If not, I will not force you. I will also be friendly to you in the future. "

This question directly hit the nail on the head.

The God of Abnormality's thoughts were very clear. He wanted to push Han Dong to sit on the throne of the Pharaoh.

If Han Dong could replace the current Pharaoh, he could change the laws and the original settings of the Holy Capital. He could even change the thoughts of the slaves and give the White Giant and Abnormality the right to live again.

However.

The difficulty of becoming the Pharaoh was ten times, a hundred times, or even more difficult than the duel in the temple just now.

However, Han Dong already had this idea.

"Oh? I happen to have the same idea. I wonder how much help you can provide? "

Han Dong's answer stunned the other party, but because of the connection of their consciousness, Han Dong was obviously not lying.

"If I judge that you have the qualifications to sit on the throne of the Pharaoh, I will use all the power in the temple to assist you … Before that, I will not accept a large number of people, but I will provide the relevant supplies."

"Okay, I am still far from it. I am still in a sealed state and need a long time to prepare.

How about this … I need to bring back some things from the temple in exchange for contribution points so that I can get rid of my slave status as soon as possible.

First, take some useless things and let me bring them back to try.

If it works, I will take on the role of a 'garbage hauler' and bring all the useless but valuable garbage back to the Holy Capital.

Also, I will arrange for three friends to 'travel' here and let them bring some things back to hand in … They are very important to me and can be considered as my right-hand men who will help me get to the top. "

"Okay." Abnormality Deacon readily agreed to Han Dong's request.

Han Dong immediately made arrangements for his teammates as soon as he arrived.

Their progress was obviously much faster.

However … the news of the elimination of the allele team had reached the ears of all the teams. Tesla was not the only one who immediately changed his mind and accelerated the idea of gaining contribution points.

Dragon City's team was also alert.

A race of speed had begun.

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