Made by God Chapter 96:
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Since I have identified each other, Qi Ze explained his origins in detail, and opened his personal space, and led Yan Junyu to the stone stele where the Supreme Profound God built the sect, and said, "This place was originally created by the Supreme Profound God. The Jiuding Hall of Jiuding stores the life cards of all the disciples of our sect. Look there," he pointed to the wall behind the stone tablet, "the life cards are hung there, and each piece represents a child of the sect. The children are there, the cards are broken, and the children die. At its peak, there were more than 223,000 children in our clan, but now I am the only one left."
Although Yan Junyu had already guessed the arrival of the boy, he felt completely different when he heard him personally. He walked closer and looked at the lonely life card hanging high on the wall with an unspeakable heavy heart.
"If this card of life is taken by others, will it adversely affect you?" he asked.
"No. This life card only marks my status. If I am injured, it will crack, and if I die, it will shatter into dust. If my blood is dripped into this life card , And I can use it to find my position..."
Without waiting for Qi Ze to finish, Yan Junyu threw out a vine, rolled the card of life into his own hand, and laughed, "Give me this card of life? It's too lonely. You can do it for me. Make one, we make a pair and keep each other."
Qi Ze was heartwarming, and even nodded, "Okay, I'll make one for you later. Come," he took Yan Junyu to the stone tablet, "My elders and brothers No one is there anymore, no one can hold my wedding ceremony, so we kowtow three heads to this monument, how about making an oath?"
"Okay." Yan Junyu added, "but after I go back, I still have to go to the Civil Affairs Department to register, and then post a notice to the entire galaxy."
"Of course." Qi Ze pulled him down on his knees, kowtowed three times carefully, and ordered, "I say one sentence after you read one sentence, and after reading it, we will be the companions who will stay together for life. I am Yan Junyu I swear here that I am willing to form a Taoist couple with Qi Ze, and we will help each other in this life and this life, and will never leave. If you violate the oath, you will be thundered and destroyed."
Yan Junyu did not hesitate to read it again, and Qi Ze's solemn expression relaxed, and he explained, "Don't blame me for letting you make a vow. As far as I am concerned, since I recognize each other, it will last a lifetime. Even if you betray you first, I will not let you go. I will kill you and make you a puppet, imprisoned by your side forever. Are you afraid?"
Yan Junyu touched his cheek and said softly, "Don’t be afraid. First of all, I will never betray you; second, if I leave the world first, I hope you can make me a puppet and continue to accompany you. . I remember an old saying that goes like this—their arsenic cream, my honey. To others, you may be a poison or medicine, but to me, you are the sweetest honey."
Qi Ze was very satisfied, but he hummed on his face, "You explain to me, why did I become a poison?"
"You have to find Mu Feixing to explain this sentence, he has the most say." Yan Junyu squeezed the young man's lips.
Qi Ze bared his teeth and bit, and his cute appearance made Yan Junyu laugh. When he closed his laughter, Qi Ze said one word at a time, "I, Qi Ze, swear here that I am willing to become a Taoist couple with Yan Junyu, and we will help each other in this life and will never leave. If there is a violation of his oath, he will be struck by thunder. All will be destroyed." At the end, Yan Junyu was caught, and he kowtowed again.
There was neither a laugh nor congratulations from the same door in the hall, nor the ardent urges of the elders, only an empty space. Qi Ze straightened up, looked at the stele with red eyes, and felt a sudden surge of regret. It would be fine if the father were here, and his elderly would definitely want to see with his own eyes the partner chosen by his son.
Yan Junyu sensed his low mood and pretended to say lightly, "I didn't expect that the people at your place are practicing even making love, and also compiled a guide book. No wonder the strength is much higher than ours. Don't worry. I will study hard and will never disappoint you."
"How can you say this in front of the stele." Qi Ze immediately forgot his sadness and reached out to plug the man's mouth.
Yan Junyu had already opened his arms and waited for him to throw himself into the snare. The two had a fuss for a while, and then they kissed each other. The movements were light and slow, full of treasure. To this day, they have suffered too much, and they have experienced too much life and death. They understand the meaning of living in the present better than anyone.
After kissing intermittently for more than ten minutes, Yan Junyu carried the distraught boy into the bedroom and ate a clean meal inside and out.
Qi Ze feels that his brain must have been flooded back then. Some Gu is not good for raising, but he has a tentacle system! As we all know, the place where the Tentacle System can best exert its combat effectiveness is not the front line, but the kingsize bed! This is his vivid portrayal of accidentally tired and broken waist.
"No, I really can't stand it anymore." He pulled out the small vine that had slipped into his crotch.
Yan Junyu smiled lowly, "It's okay, I let it secrete mucus to help you heal it."
"No, please don't use it for such a nasty thing, okay? You have tarnished the dignity of an immortal Gu!" Qi Zeyi verbally accused.
Yan Junyu laughed loudly, took the young man who was trying to escape from him into his arms, softly soothed, "Okay, you don't run, I promise you will not touch you again. Honey, you are so passionate, and even let out You’re so beautiful. I can’t help it, so I didn’t use those double cultivation techniques. Later I will read the book several times carefully and learn it next time."
"Stop talking, I beg you!" Qi Ze got under the pillow, groaning in pain. Is it shameful to vent four times? It is shameful for talents who have grown to 10,000 men!
Yan Junyu smiled more openly, patted the boy's straight buttocks lightly, and teased, "Even if you want to hide, you should hide under the quilt. What do you just show a small butt? Are you trying to seduce me? Okay. , Then I will start eating..."
Qi Ze couldn't bear it. He quickly got out from under the pillow, lifted the quilt to trap the person, and punched him. Whoever said Yan Junyu was a serious and rigid veteran cadre, he would be anxious!
The two were arguing, and there was a strange wave in the folding space. Qi Ze immediately put on his clothes and ran to the hall to check, only to see a golden circle slowly rising up with a stone tablet as the center. Some lines were clearly visible, and some lines were still blurred.
"What is this?" Yan Junyu rushed over afterwards, his expression solemn.
"Sacrifice circle." Qi Ze let out a suffocating breath.
"What does it do?"
"Strengthen the boundary monument with the power of the soul." Qi Ze further explained, "I forgot to tell you that this monument is the boundary monument of my Supreme Profound God's creation of the sect. It was originally erected in the eye of the guardian formation. After being repaired by several swords with ten thousand swords to break the law, the power was lost, and the sect was also destroyed. In my hometown, every school has a boundary marker like this, and they bear the responsibility of guarding one side. The power is weakened, and when the sect reaches the moment of life and death, one or more extraordinary sect elders will set up a sacrifice circle to fill the shortcomings of the boundary monument with the power of their own souls, and make it again as solid as gold. ."
"Are you going to sacrifice?" Yan Junyu's face turned green.
"It's not me, it's Dr. Cullen and Mu Feixing. They are really examples of selfless dedication." Qi Ze walked around the circle and said, "This circle requires at least two souls to activate, one The living soul is responsible for the formation, and one living soul is responsible for the dot matrix. As soon as the formation is opened, the souls of the surrounding people will be emptied to fill the boundary marker. You see, there are still a few lines here that have not been finished, and they cannot play a role at present. ."
"You mean, this circle was painted by Dr. Cullen? But why does it appear here?" Yan Junyu became more and more curious about Qi Ze's hometown.
"Because what I taught him was a shadow array, and I set up a real array here in advance. The two arrays use this boundary marker as the medium, and they can interact with each other even if they are far away. Every big sect association There are ancestors who have ascended to the upper realm. If they are willing after death, they can send the power of the soul into the lower realm and shelter future generations by deploying a shadow array." Qi Ze sighed, "The boundary monument of our Supreme Profound God has been built for a long time. I have never been sacrificed, this time I really thank Dr. Cullen and Mu Feixing."
Yan Junyu silently mourned for the two men, and then looked at the forming circle with interest. You don't need to ask him to know that these lines from blurry to clear must have been carved out by Dr. Cullen. When they stood here and watched, Dr. Cullen must be very busy and tired.
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The two guessed right, Dr. Cullen was sculpting patterns with a hammer in one hand and a chisel in the other. Even if he has an unforgettable memory, he has to look at the pictures every few minutes for fear of a slight mistake. In the process of carving, his weight dropped sharply, his mental strength was gradually exhausted, and his face was always glowing with an abnormal bluish gray.
Kirkpo has reminded him to pay attention to his body many times, but he failed to attract his attention. He thought it was a sequelae of losing the companion animal, so he sculpted the pattern more eagerly. If before he came to the Black-Eyed Galaxy, he had only a curiosity about the words "resurrection from the dead", then now he attaches no less importance to this pattern than Mu Feixing.
He was hit hard by Yan Junyu and even nearly died, so he realized how precious life is. He didn't want to die, let alone live with a weak body.
"If the experiment is successful, I will have another body." He said enthusiastically, "Kokpo, my body is already riddled with blemishes and there is no cure at all, even if you grab the other one for me. Spiders, with my current strength, I can't domesticate it at all. But no one can push me to a dead end, I will live forever, forever!"
"Yes, you will always be alive. You will be the only **** in the world." Kirkbo piously said.
"Dr. Cullen, are you finished?" Mu Feixing appeared in the laboratory.
"You trash, do you dare to come?" Dr. Cullen said in a vicious voice.
"Sorry." Mu Feixing said dryly. He was held on the altar during his lifetime and after death, he couldn't adapt to this bad attitude.
"No, you don't need to say sorry." Dr. Cullen smiled negatively, "You are my most precious experiment, how can I be angry with you? Mu, have you seen it? A few more pens I can finish it, and you will be resurrected soon."
"But Doctor, you promised that you would experiment with others first, and only let me try until the success rate reaches 100%." Mu Feixing frowned, "Besides, I haven't found a suitable body yet."
"Experiment with others? You helped me find a soul."
"Wait a minute." Mu Feixing disappeared in place, turning back after a while, holding a strand of gray flocculent in his hand.
Seeing the flocculent, Dr. Cullen sneered, "Mu, this is the test product you found? If you let go, how long will it last? One hour? Two hours? No, no, it lasts for a minute. If you can’t persist, it will dissipate! Do you think it can wait until the pattern is completely lit? Do you think it can withstand the impact of the huge resurrection power? If the pattern cannot be recycled, it will be scrapped after one time. You can take full responsibility Do you think it’s easy for me to squat on the ground every day and use my noble hands to sculpt patterns inch by inch? I’m exhausted, but you are relaxed on the Internet, ready to sit back and reap the benefits. You can’t catch a bug! You trash! Trash! If you don’t do the experiment, you will get out, and you will always get out!
Dr. Cullen, who was still gentle in the last second, slammed the hammer and chisel in his hand at Mu Feixing in the next second. His hair was messy and his eyes were muddy. He looked like a madman who was ill.
"My lord, don't get excited." Kirkbo hugged him quickly and gently stroked his violently undulating chest.
Mu Feixing stood in place with embarrassment. If he could, he really wanted to leave, but he was reluctant to give up the chance of resurrection. This pattern is so complicated, so huge, so mysterious, and he has no entity, it is impossible to replicate it, and I believe that no one except Dr. Cullen can do this. Even if Dr. Cullen is a moody lunatic, but he has the most rigorous scientific attitude. If not, he would have left the carving of the pattern to the robot.
"If I can't find a suitable test product, of course I am willing to help you." Mu Feixing had to compromise.
"Who else is more suitable besides you? The tattered cotton wool in your hand?" Dr. Cullen smiled sarcastically, finally retrieved the hammer and chisel, and continued to carve the pattern. Kirkpo followed him step by step, his eyes full of pity.
Mu Feixing stood for a while before sneaking back to the database quietly. He released his hand, and the gray flocculent disappeared on its own, not to mention maintaining a human form, unable to stay for even a second. This is the strength of the soul of ordinary people, extremely fragile. If you experiment with this kind of soul, let alone a 100% success rate, I am afraid that it will not even reach 1%. He didn't want to be the first experiment, it would be dangerous, but he couldn't find a better substitute than himself.
To be honest, in the Black Eye galaxy, no one has a stronger soul than him. He was originally a high-level mental power, and he spent hundreds of years in the mecha and the Internet, swallowing countless abilities and souls to have today. Dr. Cullen is a scientist who strives for excellence. With such a good experiment, how can he go to others?
Mu Feixing reluctantly discovered that if he did not cooperate, he would definitely annoy Dr. Cullen and lose the chance of resurrection.
After consideration, the pattern was completed. Dr. Cullen called all the employees and ordered them to set up monitors and testers. This experiment has trans-epochal significance, or will produce a new life form, with Dr. Cullen’s pride and conceit, how can it be recorded incompletely?
The previously empty laboratory is now full of people, and they all stared at the corpse in the center of the pattern.
Dr. Cullen looked at the memory chip carefully and determined the steps before he waved his hand, "Mu, you can go in."
"Who is that person?" Mu Feixing had to confirm his new identity first.
"A 3S-level gold type supernatural player with very good qualifications. If the experiment is successful, I can help you catch Casio. Okay, baby, don't dawdle, go and welcome your new life! "Dr. Cullen couldn't wait to say.
Mu Feixing's lips moved, without saying anything after all, stepping into the pattern and slowly walking to the side of the corpse. As soon as he stood still, Dr. Cullen put his mental power into the battle eye, lighting up nine spars in turn. The pattern burst out with bright golden light, and then it turned and twisted at an extremely fast speed, forming a black vortex, involving the corpse and Mu Feixing.
Dr. Cullen found something wrong almost immediately, and roared, "How could a whirlpool form? This does not match Qi Ze's memory! Stop, stop!" He wanted to remove the nine spars, but he ran. In the past, he was sucked into the whirlpool and disappeared. The staff around him could hardly escape the same fate.
Everything happened so quickly that Kirkpo didn't have time to catch Dr. Cullen. He immediately cast a teleportation technique to leave the spaceship, and returned after a few minutes. The laboratory was full of corpses, but the pattern twisted into a black whirlpool disappeared.
"My lord, you wake up!" He recognized Dr. Cullen at a glance, walked up to him, sniffed, and touched his pulse, his eyes were cracking. Dr. Cullen was dead, although the body was still warm, but his breath and heartbeat were long gone. In addition, the people on the entire spaceship were all dead. Some of them were chatting, some were eating, some were working out, and the stiff corpse maintained the same appearance as before, as if they were emptied of souls in an instant. Only an empty shell is left as a decoration.
"It's Qi Ze! He killed my lord! Ahhhhh..." Kirkbo hugged Dr. Cullen's body tightly and roared heartbreakingly. In any case, he couldn't think that Qi Ze would leave such a vicious ultimate move before he died. And now, he couldn't even find a target for revenge, because that person had already turned to ashes and was thrown away at will.
"Qi Ze! Qi Ze! Qi Ze..." He screamed the name of this man frantically, wishing to go to hell, and then kill him a hundred times a thousand times.
At the same time, in the Jiuding Hall, a stream of souls are continuously thrown into the boundary monument, repairing its sword marks. Qi Ze watched this scene with satisfaction, and finally took out a dementing bead and called, "Where is Dr. Cullen?" The circle did not move. He called again several times, only then saw a strand of black flocculation suddenly. Floating up and down, it was absorbed by the Soul Bead.
"This is Dr. Cullen?" Yan Junyu was stunned.
"Yes, it's him." Qi Ze walked out of the hall and said decisively, "Go to Casio."
"Why are you looking for him?" Yan Junyu followed afterwards.
"Look for him to extract Cullen's memory. The Kurt Empire is a veteran empire of the Black Eye galaxy, should I have the technology in this area? It's a pity that I didn't learn soul search, otherwise I can do it myself." , Qi Ze couldn't help shaking his head again and again. As for Mu Feixing, who was also ingested, he was completely left behind.
The man is only worthy of filling sword marks, which is not worth his extra look.
The Mozburg base was established by the royal family, and Casio was the most beloved son of Emperor Kurt, not one of them. After entering the base, Casio immediately took off his mask and recognized his father. The father and son talked about most of the night and were about to go back to their rooms to rest, but heard that Master Qi and General Yan were here.
"Hurry up, please come in!" The old emperor didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly went to meet him in person.
Casio was wearing an extremely luxurious dress and holding a gray jar in his arms. The whole person looked a bit contrary. He led the two friends into the inner room and helped his father to sit down. Then he asked, "What's wrong with you?" After the words came to mind, he quickly hugged the jar and begged, "Qi, it's not like let me help you raise the ball. The ball? You just let it stay, you see how well we get along, the ball likes me." As he said, he lifted a soft tentacle from the jar and stuck it to his cheek, pretending to be cute He pouted.
Qi Ze turned his head and couldn't bear to look straight.
The old emperor coughed awkwardly.
"The two distinguished guests must have something urgent to talk about when they come late at night?" He said gently.
"There is indeed an urgent matter." Qi Ze put the Dementor Orb on the table and said frankly, "This is the soul of Dr. Cullen, can you extract his memory? You should know that currently raging in the Black Eye Galaxy He puts the infected person, he can make the virus, and he should be able to crack the virus. With the medicine, the current situation can be brought under control soon."
"This is the soul of Dr. Cullen?" The old emperor looked at the Dementor in wonder. Dr. Cullen is acting high-profile, and the intelligence agencies of various countries have already detected his news, and naturally know who he is.
"He died? When did it happen?" After a surprise, the old emperor was happy again.
Casio was too scared to hold the jar. Isn't Dr. Cullen very good? Why did he die suddenly? No, no, he must be dreaming!
"Just now died. To tell you everyone, I have already planted a timed bomb beside him. Now that the bomb detonates, he is naturally dead." Qi Ze took out the Yin-Yang five-element plate from the Qiankun bag. , After making slight adjustments, place the Soul Concentration Orb in the center of the pan, urging Reiki to release the prohibition.
"Qi Ze, you count me!" Dr. Cullen's soul suddenly jumped out and rushed towards Qi Ze, but was blocked by an invisible wall. He immediately changed direction, but was blocked again, only to find that he was actually shrouded in an invisible cage, no different from his previous situation.
Qi Ze's methods are endless and vicious, where is his opponent? It was not until this time that Dr. Cullen understood what fear was and what was lost.