The Record of Unusual Creatures Chapter 1304: Dark real identity
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The shadow of the powerful nightmare transformed by the popes in the past, the evil force spawned in the mad will of Lok Marton, once was enough to destroy the spiritual force of the entire legion, just because it was hit in a weak brain that was full of brains. The chicken has lost its effect, and even caused the nightmare shadows to be spiritually bitter and defeated-to be honest Hao Ren himself does not believe this explanation ...
But you ca n’t believe it because you ca n’t find a more reasonable argument than that, and it makes sense if you think about it carefully: Although the weak chicken is weak, it is also a chaotic evil camp that is rooted in the red, Her brain was hand-picked by the Goddess Master to thicken the water into the paste, Hao Ren did not even maliciously guess, even if the mind that was really completely destroyed by the nightmare shadow may be more sober than the little weak chicken ’s brain-facing a in chaos's mind has already released the mental shock, and it is not necessarily the case that the two of them are crazy.
The results have been confirmed—the nightmare shadows went crazy first.
Of course, in fact, Hao Ren also vaguely has some other ideas, that is, the result of this is not related to the mentality of the little weak chicken, but depends on the properties of its "evil body", as the Vivian bloodline is contaminated The composition, the little weak chicken may have some connection with the existence of Rockmarton ...
But all these conjectures cannot be confirmed, and so far he can only guess blindly.
The smoke disappeared, the power of chaos gradually disappeared, and the people who were previously in a state of madness and distraction finally woke up one by one. Hao Ren no matter whether he was struggling with his own hands, the little weak chicken of hissing haha biubiubiu came to Karasusi: "How are you?"
"Alive ..." Karasius panted heavily, his voice bitter and inexplicable, his eyes fell on the three compatriots not far away, a high-level knight, two high-level priests, now Already fell to the ground without breath, their eyes glared round Roll, but with a strange smile on their faces, the turbid light deep in the eyes seemed to say that their souls had gone far away.
And in the Lily's Guards, a monster fell down and would never stand up again.
Even if Hao Ren sheltered these people as much as possible, casualties are inevitable.
"God will appease these pure souls," Karasius briefly prayed, and then cast off all negative emotions, standing up firmly, "No one will stop us. Um ... this is? "
High-level monks saw the little evil spirits who were pulling their claws in Hao Ren.
"... She's called a weak chicken," Hao Ren struggled for a long time and didn't come up with a better name. He simply used transliteration, "My ... Buddy, um, it's a Buddy, she just sent it suddenly , Played a role in reversing the situation. Do n’t ask for details, it ’s too difficult to explain. ”
When the weak chicken sees Karasius, he immediately opens his teeth and dances his claws: "Hiha-scare !!! biubiu ......"
Carlaxus looked at this scene in amazement, a little helplessly blocking those corrosive energy arrows, and his face was dumbfounded.
Hao Ren raised his head and searched for a figure he had cared about a while ago.
A voice came from behind: "I am here."
Hao Ren looked around and saw that the dark man in the black cloak had been standing behind her for some time. Her voice was calm and her body was steady. She could not see any signs of the mental attack just now. It was as if she had stood here well just now.
Hao Ren depressed the increasing doubts of this woman, and simply yelled, and led the crowd through the broken and severely collapsed garden area, and continued to the high-rise that was said to lead to the interior of Asoman. platform.
After that, they did not encounter any obstacles.
Silent and strange in the iconic palace, from the second floor, you can no longer feel the gloomy and negative magic power. It seems that the previous attacks in the garden area are only illusions, only Hao Ren hands The little weak chicken in the constant biubiubiu reminds everyone of the authenticity of those things before.
It seems that the only danger of the entire Icon Palace is the lower garden-this abnormal situation has caused Hao Ren to be vigilant.
If Lok Marton or his minions once used the iconic palace as a seedbed to cultivate dark monsters and a line of defense against enemies, then the quietness of the upper zone can only be explained by one: they have completed some kind of pre-work and are abandoned here Too.
Until reaching the upper platform, no one was attacked.
"Here is," on the long bridge platform in the middle of the Petronas Twin Towers, Karasius pointed to an arc-shaped mesa that protruded the long bridge in front of him. On this platform, Pope August VII once looked over for a long time. The extinct Asoman sacred mountain and personally ordered him to go to Ansu mainland to find hope. However, now that the matter is right and wrong, the investigation team returned to the task, but it can only face a ruined hometown. The old pope has already There was no trace, even this sacred platform was shrouded in darkness, "Here you can summon the gatekeeper, but ... I do n’t know if the gatekeeper will appear. If she does n’t appear, we can only force a shock. There is a magic circle under the platform, so there is still a certain chance to open the channel to Asuman, but that may be the last time Asuman opened. "
Hao Ren did not go to the platform, but turned to look at the dullness without saying a word: "If I am right, you should speak."
Dark hood moved slightly, but did n’t speak, but walked directly onto the platform. After a while she spoke: "The gatekeeper will appear, she has always been good at saving herself."
Almost at the moment when the dark voice fell, a ray of light appeared out of thin air on the platform. A figure in a white robe, with a vague face, who could vaguely see a young woman came out of the ray, her voice was ethereal: "Save ourselves is our first mission."
Nodded slightly: "I haven't seen you in a long time, number one."
"Life in the human world has changed your way of thinking," said the woman in Bai Guang. "We have always been connected, so we can't say that we haven't seen you for a long time, No. 2."
Karusius and others are confused, but there is a clear look on Hao Ren's face. He sees that An finally reached out and lifted his hood. With this action, her piece never took off The black cloak also shook like a phantom and gradually disappeared.
There is no entity under the cloak, but a hazy, unreal form formed by dark blue light and thin mist!
Except for the different colors of the light and fog that make up the body, the dark is almost exactly the same as the "gatekeeper"! The same energetic form, the same fuzzy face, the same height and shape, the same clothing style, all this ... like a replica.
Karathius stunned: "You ... you are ..."
"I am Asoman," turned back, the face formed by the light fog was expressionless, only the mechanized light spot flowed, as if the data flow, she pointed to the gatekeeper in the white light, "she It ’s also Azuma. "
"Are you Azuman's consciousness?" Lily asked curiously.
"No, Azuman ’s consciousness is still sleeping in the hub of will, we are just a backup of it," An said, and a large number of flashing light spots appeared on his body, while standing beside her "keeper" A similar phenomenon has also occurred in people, the two seem to resonate in general, it seems that they are exchanging a large amount of data, "In order to communicate with you, we have simulated your form."
"Backup ..." Hao Ren nodded abruptly. He clearly understood these concepts better than a confused Karasusi. "The gatekeeper stays in Asoman, and you will travel in the secular continent ... This Is it to store data more securely? "
"Save yourself is our first mission," the gatekeeper said in a mechanical tone. "Backups must be stored in different places."
Darkly nodded gently: "But now that the situation has changed, the highest threat protocol has been started, and the backup must go back to the core, ready to restart the host."
Karrasius's face was covered in circles: "Host? What host?"
"Excessive explanations will delay the time," the goalkeeper interrupted Karathus ’words stiffly," The intruder has entered the depths, and some of my functions have been destroyed, unable to stop, you must enter Asoman to intercept … No. 2, my function is impaired, the next operation needs you to complete. "
As he said, the light on the gatekeeper dimmed slightly, while the dark stepped forward, taking some control in a familiar way, ready to open the portal to the inside of the Holy Mountain. Karasius was stunned for a moment, and his tone immediately became severe: "Intruder ?! Someone broke into the Holy Mountain?!"
"They are heading to the final agreement area ..." said the gatekeeper, but suddenly her image fluctuated violently. After a few seconds, the fluctuation gradually subsided, but the image was much dimmed to the naked eye. "Correct- The interception failed, the intruder has entered the final agreement area, and the will hub is locked ... Need to restart the will hub ... No. 2, the next job is for you. "
After these unclear words, the gatekeeper ’s figure continued to dim, collapse, and finally disappear completely.
A portal has been formed in front of the "dark" eyes. Opposite the portal, there is a dimly lit crystal hall.
Karrasius and his men are still puzzled, and hesitated because of the secret revealed by the crystal holy mountain, but Hao Ren knows what to do in front of him. He patted his palm and awakened everyone. , Then took the lead by pulling out his weapon: "Go!"
At the same time, inside Asoman, a holy mountain of crystal, a barrier formed by crystals and light shattered with the sound of fragmentation.
Three figures rushed out of the smoke from the broken barrier.
At the forefront, the Pope of the Holy Land, August VII!
It ’s just that this once majestic and kind old man can no longer see what he used to look like. His face is gritty and distorted. The black lines and blood vessels protrude from his face as if they are about to burst the skin. His breath was spit out, and it was mixed with sulfur-burning Mars, and even the pope's robe on his body had been swelled by its full circle and was ragged, and in the "Pope" On the right hand, he suddenly carried a weird long sword.
The long sword is dark and deep, with a strange shape, not like a soldier's blade, but more like an irregular piece. On the black and heavy blade that can't see any details, you can only see countless stars. Like a wandering light spot, the whole sword ... like a piece of space! (To be continued.)