This is a big cocoon!
The whole body is golden. It is more like a strange golden device than a cocoon. It is very large and a little taller than the summer night.
"The legendary Adam, whom I have never met, is sleeping in here?"
Xia Zhiye looked at the cocoon in front of him and said, "Just because of two batteries, that somewhat neurotic priest created such a thing. Well, they are indeed a magical race."
I reached out my hand and tried to touch him, but suddenly a voice came from my ear: "If you dare to touch him, I will make you feel what it means to regret deeply!"
Xia Zhiye turned around and smiled slightly: "It seems that the Lord Priest has been treated in a less gentlemanly manner."
Standing in front of him was the Sovereign's high priest.
His hair was disheveled, and his face showed the residue of hysteria. It was obvious that his mental state was not particularly good.
It is worth mentioning that there was blood on her body.
Xia Zhiye didn't think that his team members would be harmed by such a high priest. As it turned out, the tracking system in the mask showed that the vital signs of each member could not be better!
So, where did all this blood come from
Xia Zhiye smiled and said, "It seems that you have done something not so good."
"This has nothing to do with you!" The high priest was furious. "You lowly, damned, filthy thieves are like maggots!!! How dare you come here! You are too presumptuous! The Sovereigns will never accept such humiliation! This is not perfect at all!!!"
"I wonder what the priest means by perfection?"
Xia Zhiye sighed and said, "As far as looks are concerned, in my opinion, the priest is not perfect either. At least, your skin color is too... well, too dazzling. If the lights are on..."
He looked at the surrounding light sources and said thoughtfully: "If these lights were white, your greatest role would probably be to illuminate each other, right? So, is this why all your lights are this warm yellow? With all due respect, this is actually not perfect!"
"Do you know what perfection is?"
As the high priest spoke, he gradually approached the cocoon.
Xia Zhiye was very considerate and made room for her, always keeping a safe distance.
One reason was that he was not quite sure what this weapon in the high priest's hand, which looked very dangerous at first glance, could actually launch.
Secondly, he also planned to have a good chat with this priest...
Although some people's life motto is to avoid nagging if you can take action... But Xia Zhiye thinks, if a problem can be solved by just nagging a few words, why start a war
"Then what is perfection?" Xia Zhiye asked, but he already knew what the high priest wanted to say.
Sure enough, the priest reached out and touched the cocoon in a neurotic manner: "He... is perfect!"
Xia Zhiye shook his head: "No, it is not perfect at all. From the perspective of beauty, a cocoon can give people two kinds of feelings. One is a creature called a butterfly. I am not sure if it exists on this planet. But it is actually very beautiful. But even so, it is not perfect, because before becoming a butterfly, they are often ugly caterpillars. The other kind, all you can imagine is a white worm like a maggot in the thick cocoon, twisting and turning. Well, I don't think I need to explain it in more detail, right?"
The High Priest was furious: "Don't talk nonsense! This is my most perfect work, how can it be compared with those inferior creatures you mentioned? Moreover, the most important thing is... you simply cannot appreciate or understand such perfection! It's just like the members of the parliament! Damn idiots, they actually want to deprive me of my status, thinking that I am not perfect enough! But the fact is that when facing your attack, the only thing they can do is to push me out as a scapegoat! They never thought that the weaker the concession, the more excessive the aggression! How can I tolerate these imperfect beings sitting on my head and bullying me!"
"So, you killed them?" Xia Zhiye sighed, "It seems that the priest is not particularly emotional right now."
"I know... they are very anxious..." The high priest shook his head and closed his eyes, as if he was struggling with something with all his strength: "I know, but I thought that after they saw my masterpiece, they would think... all this is worth it, and they would approve of my decision! But what is the reality? They... they actually said that he... is worthless! He is perfect, do you understand? But they actually think that this is worthless!! They cannot understand what true perfection is. They have no reason to continue living in this world and breathing the air of this planet..."
She suddenly looked at Xia Zhiye with a very strange look and murmured, "You know... I suddenly felt that their filthiness was beyond description. Even if I breathe the same air with them, I will be infected with their incompleteness!"
"you are sick."
Xia Zhiye looked at the priest with pity: "Besides, he is seriously ill."
“I’m not sick!!!”
The High Priest suddenly gasped: "I won't get sick either, you know? How could I, a perfect person, get sick? Even the millions of ordinary people on this planet are immune to diseases! And I... How could I get sick?"
"Well, generally speaking, people with mental illness probably won't say they are sick."
Xia Zhiye looked at her with a helpless look: "Because of two batteries, you have ruined yourself to this extent. Is it worth it?"
"Battery?" The priest was stunned for a moment: "What battery?"
"As expected... I even forgot the cause of the incident." Xia Zhiye sighed, and his figure suddenly disappeared.
The priest looked puzzled, and the weapon in his hand had been crushed by Xia Zhiye. Then he grabbed the priest's wrist with one hand and pulled her to the side of the cocoon: "You see, his most imperfect point is... Now he has no power to resist!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pressed on the giant golden cocoon, and he disappeared the next second!
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