Ge Xiu staggered forward, squatted down in front of a severed arm that had been torn apart, forcibly opened the stiff and pale fingers, took out the needle plate that was tightly grasped by the fingers, and then pushed hard. fold.
"Crack."
The needle plate cracked in response, and a piece of Bai Sensen's phalanx fell out between the faults caused by the complex machinery, and fell to the ground with a clatter. After rolling in a pool of blood for two times, it stopped.
Ge Xiu reached out and picked it up, looking at it carefully.
—Although it fell into the blood, it did not get any blood stains. Under the dim light of the cave, it showed a jade-like hard and smooth texture, faintly exuding a heavy coercion and an almost magical attraction.
Yep, that's it.
Ge Xiu dipped in blood and traced on the ground with his cold fingers. His eyes were so focused that even though cold sweat oozes from his forehead and slid down his brow bone, he didn't even have time to blink the sweat away—as time went on, complicated The lines of the ancient totem slowly showed their true and complete face under his fingertips.
That is exactly the pattern sealed in his body!
Finally, the magic circle drawn by blood was completed. Ge Xiu placed the phalanx in the center of the array, and then slowly backed away. The strange thing was that even though he stepped on the lines that had not dried up, the entire array did not. Destroyed, the viscous blood seemed to be absorbed by some invisible force on the winding and smooth lines, without being disturbed by half.
The seal created with the bones of the gods must be broken down with the bones of the gods.
Ge Xiu closed his eyes, the ancient language poured out of his mouth, as if the existence from the ancient times spit out a voice through his lips and tongue, the elegant and gorgeous tone melted into the cold darkness, the pattern of the magic circle exudes a touch of blood. Fluorescence, as the chant continued, the red light gradually became brighter and brighter, almost completely dispelling the darkness in the cave, making it impossible to look directly.
The surrounding elements are surging and spinning frantically, rushing and colliding disorderly like boiling sea water, making a harsh and sharp hiss.
Even outside the cave, with the entire floating island as the core, thick clouds are circling and rushing frantically, gathering here like a tide, obscuring all the light in the sky, the sky and the earth are discolored, and the wind and clouds are surging—
Ge Xiu finally spit out the last syllable.
In an instant, the blood-colored violently poured out of the formation, and the harsh bright red light seeped out from the thick walls of the cave and shot towards the sky. From a distance, the entire island seemed to be flashing red in the center of the storm. Huge sphere of light.
The rich dark elements poured out from the formation, like a roaring wave.
It slammed between the walls as if it could not find a way out. The content and density of the dark elements were almost saturated in the air, and it was compressed again and again like a sticky glue, almost suffocating the people in it.
In the next second, the dark element seemed to have finally found a clear target, and rushed in the same direction like a flood that broke through the embankment—
That's exactly... the nearest Geshu!
The dark elements violently poured into his body, such a terrifying impact that almost any existence could be torn to shreds!
With Leno's eyes splitting, his hiss broke through his throat:
"Do not!!!"
However, the intense pressure of the dark element pressed him to the ground like a tens of thousands of tons of boulders. He couldn't move at all. He could only watch Ge Xiu's thin figure being swallowed up by the elemental flow that could almost see the entity.
I don't know how long it took.
The elements of the riot finally calmed down, and the dark elements no longer continued to increase.
However, the magic circle drawn with blood on the ground seemed to have been hit hard, lost its luster, cracked every inch, as if it had lost any ability, and turned to ashes in stillness.
The door connecting the front and back of the continent did not appear as expected.
It seems to be a failure.
But Yi Leno didn't pay any attention to it, but looked for the figure of a person in a panic. The skin on his body was cracked with bright red lines because of the impact, and the wound on his body was torn again, dripping dripping. All the way, he almost lost his voice, hoarsely shouting the name of Ge Xiu—
However, no one answered.
On the ground, only the shiny phalanx lay quietly in the dust.
The light of hope gradually disappeared from the blood-colored pupils, and Leno stood there, his face as numb as a stone sculpture, he slowly bent down, picked up the phalanx one by one, and then seemed not to know. As if to do something, he was nailed to the spot.
Suddenly, the phalanx in his hand moved slightly.
Before Leno could react, a powerful force struck, and the phalanx came out of his hand and flew towards the top of his head.
Leno raised his head sharply and looked in that direction—
Layers of thick dark elements were wrapped into a huge cocoon in the air, blocking the breath in it, and the phalanx fell out of it with a thud as if falling into water. Then, the ground seemed to be blurred, and more scattered. His bones rose from the ground and merged into the huge sphere one after another, as if they were completely melted and absorbed, disappearing without a trace.
A strong wind blows in the cave.
The golden particles danced and danced happily, celebrating the birth of a new god.
The dark element was compressed and deformed like a tame servant, intimately fitting on the slender and pale limbs of the young man, condensing into a black robe.
Godhead condensed.
Ge Xiu felt as if he had a long dream, it seemed to have started since the ancient times, and it will not end until the annihilation of all things.
When he opened his eyes, the time that had disappeared seemed to suddenly return to him, and the world began to run again. Everything seemed to be the same as when he closed his eyes, but it seemed to have undergone a complete and essential upheaval.
Gossiu felt himself full of doubts.
However, for some unknown reason, he seemed to have gotten the answer to the question he wanted to ask.
As long as the Dark God is still dead, no matter how rich the dark elements on the continent are, the true balance cannot be restored.
The balance of light and dark is an inevitable trend, as irresistible as gravity.
What is broken will be restored, and what is broken will be recast.
The whole world order calls for the birth of a new god, and there is no more suitable being than Gorshu, who has become one with the bones of the gods.
His existence stems from accident, but at the same time it is also the inevitability of fate.
Now, the godhead has returned to its place, and the formation that sealed the reverse side of the continent has naturally lost its strength and disappeared completely.
Ge Xiu slowly fell to the ground.
The pure power just now disappeared when the soles of the feet touched the ground, and was replaced by an inexplicable sense of emptiness, and the weak limbs seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind.
He realized it with hindsight.
He is now a new god who has just been born, without the support of any faith, as powerful as a god, but also as fragile as a baby.
At this moment, Elinor walked over slowly.
Those red vertical pupils were now lit up by pure fanaticism and obsession, staring deeply at the young god in front of him.
He knelt down on one knee, and his deep voice was elegant and gorgeous, like the strings of a piano vibrating slightly in the air, as if he was uttering the most tender love words, and he seemed to be singing a song from ancient times: "My God, please allow me to follow you— Your desires are my beliefs, your joys and anger are my precepts, I am willing to sacrifice my life, my oath, my loyalty for you."
Every word, condensed into a huge force, instantly poured into Ge Xiu's body.
The handsome man held Ge Xiu's hand hanging by his side, lowered his head, and devoutly printed his lips on it.
—The new deity had his first believer and was officially accepted by the world.
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At this time, in the research institute.
The red warning sign appeared on the huge screen without warning, flashing frantically with the piercing siren.
"Warning! Warning! Pandora has abnormal fluctuations!"
"Volatility 0.0368%"
"Volatility 0.0572%"
The emotionless mechanical sound is amplified hundreds of times and a thousand times in the huge space, echoing between the steel cast walls, and the speed of data broadcast is getting faster and faster, giving people a suffocating sense of oppression.
A middle-aged man in a research suit stood on the high monitoring platform, looking down at the blood-red alarm on the huge screen through the glass. In a low voice, he murmured upside-down words: "...that's right...it's him...he's back...hehe...this world...finally..."
A researcher rushed in from the outside in a panic, with an undisguised look of horror on his face:
"Report, Director of the Report! Pandora's fluctuations exceed the system's tolerance threshold! And... and..."
Unbelievable tremors mingled in his voice: "Convict No. 7098... There is an unstable increase in the brain area! He, he now... seems to be assimilating with the virtual world of punishment! The rules we previously made in this world... have been completely broken. Now! His brain fluctuations even caused Pandora's anomaly!"
The director stared obsessively at the frantically undulating lines on the screen, as if he hadn't heard the slightest sound.
The researcher's voice increased uncontrollably, as sharp as the noise made by fingernails scratching glass: "Director!! Please, please hurry up and give orders!! If this world of punishment doesn't stop... just... just..."
His voice was mixed with instinctive fear, and a certain emotion was in his throat, making him unable to utter half a syllable at all.
The director exhaled slowly.
He finally glanced at the numbers that were still rising wildly on the screen, and then approached the sound transmission device on his brain, and ordered: "Immediately stop the operation of Punishment World II, eliminate all remaining data, and transfer the brain of criminal No. 7098. Disconnect from Pandora."
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Everything seemed to stand still.
Ge Xiu saw that everything around him was dissolving, elements, walls, caves, formations, all entities were rapidly dissolving into tiny pale green symbols, rising from his side like bubbles.
The distant depth of field, the intertwined light and shadow, all disillusioned and turned into an empty whiteboard.
He hovered silently in the darkness, and everything around him had perished.
The man kneeling in front of him became the only real entity, and the time on him seemed to be completely frozen, still maintaining the previous posture.
Green data swirled and rose around him, and absolute silence clogged his ears like cotton.
Ge Xiu's eyes went dark, his vision was quickly slack and gloomy, his senses gradually became numb, and the only remaining consciousness whistled away from his body.
However, the residual touch on the back of the hand is still as real.
Soft, warm, and pressed down gently.
I don't know if it's Ge Xiu's illusion... He even felt that the man's fingers were even slowly tightening in the still space—
Until his vision was completely plunged into darkness,
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within the institute.
The alarm sound finally stopped, the dazzling bright red disappeared from the screen, and the fluctuating lines just now finally calmed down and slowly sank.
The researcher wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, his legs softened, and he almost fell to the ground.
The director lowered his head with an unpredictable expression.
He stared at the busy researchers below, slowly opened the inconspicuous box on the control panel, and gently pressed the button.
"Boom!" "Boom bang"—
Explosion sounded one after another, and through the thick glass plate, one could see the researchers who were still busy at their posts falling down one by one. Empty.
The director looked away indifferently, lowered his head and ordered to his brain: "Call the people from the Secret Service."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and strode calmly over the blood-splattered headless corpse behind him, not even the slightest trace of blood on his boots.
The author has something to say: In fact, I originally planned to write to kill the God of Light, completely destroy the balance of the world, and then assimilate with the world until it was forcibly pulled out.
But I really liked the plot of God and his first believer, and I didn't want the unnecessary prolongation to ruin the impact I wanted to convey, so I finally decided to insert the main thread here - I know some readers want it Seeing the God of Light being abused, don't worry, Ge Xiu is equivalent to completely breaking the world, God of Light is no longer treated at the same level as him (wink
The next world to write about mermaids is a bit shorter than the first two.