Continental spine airspace, the god of divine creation. mx
The Vault of Heaven Lord passed under the tower and strode into the underground transformation cave.
Before this city was officially named a god, it was once one of the most famous capitals in the Black Rock Region, and it has existed for nearly a thousand years. It has visited this place more than once, and the complex cave structure does not cause it any trouble, and the only thing that annoys it is the Masked Lord Nasopelle.
"My lord, my lord is conducting a crucial test, have you communicated with the lord beforehand?" At the gate of the testing ground, a rising body stopped in front of Hykezord. As the servant of the mask, it obviously chose the same path as the maharaja he served. The two heads were forcibly connected by the magic stone device, which looked deformed and ugly.
"Go away!" Hykezord didn't want to talk nonsense with it at all, raised his hand and knocked the attendant to the ground.
If it is a combat-type ascender, it may have to spend some thought, but the mask has gone through the road of transformation quite thoroughly, and most of the magic stones fused with it are not suitable for combat, and the ability of the ascendant who follows it is naturally also As you can imagine.
Probably aware of the pent-up anger of the Vault of Heaven Lord, the attendant shut his mouth wisely.
Hykezord pushed open the heavy stone gate and walked into the testing ground without looking back. It was the greatest respect that he did not unfold the gate of distortion and stepped directly in front of the mask.
Behind the door is an extremely empty cave.
Tens of thousands of luminous magic stones are scattered on the top of the rock, like a night sky full of stars. And under their feet are dense inferior bodies. They are more numerous than magic stones. Most of them are worm-shaped. They are locked in the fence like livestock, receiving repeated stimulation from the magic core.
Hykezord couldn't help frowning.
Even among the inferior, they are the most useless group. Without hands and feet, they cannot work, and their extremely low intelligence is difficult to achieve even domestication. However, the unexpected discovery of the carrier experiment was probably due to the fact that the meridians were extremely primitive and simple, and they had the highest success rate when fused with foreign bodies, making them ideal parasites.
Of course, not every worm inferior can live to resonate with the growth stone. The dead will be used as feed for the next batch of inferiors, and only those who successfully adapt to the symbiotic state can become qualified weapons.
The Lord of the Vault of Heaven will naturally not sympathize with these incompetent people who cannot communicate. Compared with the previous ones, they can at least contribute to the group. What it resents is the distorted taste of the mask.
The transformation process could be carried out in a closed karst cave, but the other party deliberately set it up in the most eye-catching area. Four high-hanging suspension bridges crossed the heads of tens of thousands of inferiors from four directions, and were connected to the thick stone pillar in the center of the cave. Whenever you want to enter the center of the proving ground, you have to be forced to "appreciate" the other party's proud work.
The tumbling and twisting body of the inferior body, the neighing when suffering, the smell of excrement rushing into the nose, and the **** skin of various failed works make the whole cave smoky. It is impossible for any normal tribe to like to stay in such a dark and negative place, but the mask has set the laboratory on the stone pillar, and Hykezord even suspects that something has happened to its head during the fusion process. The damage will become more and more unreasonable.
Crossing the drawbridge, it finds Nassopelle in the top-floor conversion room.
Seeing the scene in front of him, the Vault of Heaven Lord suddenly felt angry, and saw the Masked Monarch looking left and right around the wreckage of the iron bird dragged back by his subordinates, surrounded by several human nobles who did not know whether to live or die, and the only one still alive. The man of the other was caught in the hands of the other party, his face was extremely deformed with fright, and obvious wet marks could be seen on his robe.
"Nasopelle!" it shouted, "Who allowed you to bring me without permission? Even if you want to experiment, you should get my permission!"
It's no wonder that it was furious, and laboriously transported the land migrants to the Great Rift Valley, and then sent them to the God of Divine Construct, in order to prevent Greycastle from expanding its war potential, and at the same time to supplement the labor in the city. It can be said to be a multi-pronged strategy. Unexpectedly, as soon as they brought a group of humans back to the God of Divine Construct, a worried Yongdong noble came to the door, saying that several of their companions were kidnapped by the guards, and their whereabouts are still unknown.
This will undoubtedly destroy the stable order it has finally established.
What displeased Hykezord the most was that it was just a matter of arresting the commoners for testing. The opponents were all nobles, and the latter was the key to controlling the people at the bottom. If there was no call and appeal from the nobles, it just wanted to instruct the number of people. Ten thousand people, the energy and time spent will inevitably be several times more.
"Lord Hykezord... Help me!" The living nobles shouted with tears as if they had seen a savior.
"Ah... It turned out to be the Lord of the Vault of Heaven." Masquerade turned around and said indifferently, "I have to say that this is a misunderstanding, I really like the fusion of essence, but that does not include the best insects. Part of it, I already got it six hundred years ago."
The other party took off a mask on his head, revealing the face of the human female below, which should belong to a witch, but it has now become a part of it.
And there are more than ten such masks, and it is conceivable how scary it will be if they are all taken off. According to Nasopelle, the brain is the spirit of wisdom, more important than any part of the body, and the more brains you have, the more efficient you can think. Therefore, the characteristics of a powerful race should have at least two heads, so that it can satisfy the need to consider problems while resting and maximize the use of time.
But in Hykezord's eyes, only ugly evil beasts and monsters in the sky and sea will look like this.
An invisible purple light flashed, and the mask in the mask's hand was instantly cut in half, and then a blood line slowly opened on the female's face, and faint blue blood flowed out from the crack.
Probably didn't expect Hykezord to make a move, and Nasopelle's momentum was suddenly setback. Are you crazy? You actually attack a monarch for the sake of bugs? Don't forget that I am the creator of the God of Divine Construct, and it is the hope of the race to win the battle of Divine Will. Could it be that you want to betray the king?"
Looking at the panicked look of the other party, Hykezord felt a hint of pleasure in his heart.
After becoming the commander of the Western Front, he has never encountered a single thing that he likes. The Nightmare Monarch is inexplicably lost. The army has never broken through the human defense line. , is simply unreasonable!
It is impossible for Nasopelle to not know that these human beings are the gods that it brought with it, and to kidnap people without its permission. This is undoubtedly a blatant offense. It can only be said that after a series of losses, it was Hykezord who was defeated. People underestimate.
This is neither the king's throne, nor the masked lord, nor the demon slayer. If you don't show the other party's color, I'm afraid it really thinks it's easy to kill.
What's the use of emphasizing that having more heads is an advantage
In the face of the huge disparity in strength, no amount of brains will help. It wants to let the other party know who is the commander of the Western Front Army.
"If you are loyal to Wang, you should understand what to do and what not to do." Hykezord removed the sharp-blade-like Twisted Gate and said coldly, "Whether these people are to me or to me, Clans are useful, I hope you understand that."
After the two monarchs looked at each other for a while, the mask softened first, "I was negligent... Next time I will ask your opinion first."
"That's good." Hykezord nodded. It also does not intend to force the opponent too much. After all, the God of Divine Construct does need several ascenders who are familiar with the magic core to control, and they are basically Nasopelle's subordinates; at the same time, the symbiote weapons that are essential for war still need the opponent to come. Manufacturing, it can't really do anything to the mask, otherwise the first Wang won't be able to spare it.
"Sir, my lord... woo, it's great to see you..." The noble crawled to the side of the Vault of Heaven Lord and hugged his thigh tightly.
"We'll talk about this later," Hykezord glanced at him, then looked at the mask and said, "Since it's not for fusion, why did you bring humans here?"
The mask pouted at the wreckage of the iron bird, "I just wanted to ask them how the core of this thing works."
Hykezord looked at the other party's gaze, and saw a very delicate-looking device placed in front of the iron bird's head.