"Are you still alive?"
The voice of the mask sounded in Silent Disaster's mind. It was the echo of consciousness through the Tower of Birth.
It lowered its head and stared at the slightly dim white robe corners in its palms, "I said, I won't die until I destroy human beings."
"Very good, but don't forget, it's me, Nasopelle, who decides the outcome! Without the joint attack of the new symbiote and the God of Divine Construct, even if you fill in two or three thousand primordial bodies, it will be impossible for you in this rugged foothills. It doesn't work..."
"I don't deny that."
"..." Probably didn't expect it to be so straightforward, there was a brief pause there, "Anyway, if the king asked about the war on the Western Front, I hope you remember what you said. In addition, Hykezord and this war It doesn't matter, this is what you saw with your own eyes, and although it has its reasons, it is better to distinguish the merits."
"I agree."
"..." The other party was dumbfounded again, "I didn't expect you to be quite reasonable. Then go to the place where the bugs set up the fire and rain, and I will let the God of Divine Construct join you there."
"You want to retrieve their weapons by the way?"
"That's right," Nassopelle said triumphantly, "that would be both a proof of victory and a great collection for my quest for mysteries."
…
When we reached the top of the mountain along the winding mountain road, the God of Divine Construct had closed the gate and was slowly descending.
Silent had to admit that the Masked Monarch did have an irreplaceable place to stand under the floating continent wider than the Extremis Mountains, and anyone would have the illusion that the peaks were about to be crushed. But in fact it will turn to rest the moment it touches the ground, just as a weight on an egg will not shatter it.
Next, it is very easy to transport materials or deploy troops.
What's more, even if the God of Divine Construct does not land, he can complete the internal and external exchange through the liftable suspended platform, and the vertical distance of nearly 100 meters is enough to make the enemy sigh and sigh, far from the previous moat.
It can be said that it is an impossible task to capture the God of Divine Construct from the outside.
While waiting for the meeting, Silent suddenly heard a slight noise from his feet.
This position has long been abandoned by humans, and even if there are leftovers, the symbiote should solve them.
It followed the source of the sound and came to a cave.
It should be a hidden fortification dug by the other party, but it collapsed in the impact of the active spear, turning the underground passage into a cage, and the subtle sound came from it.
If nothing is done, no matter who is trapped below, there will only be a dead end.
But Silent leaned down and lifted the collapsed roof with one hand.
It didn't know why it did this. Maybe it was because of the idea that it might get more information, or maybe it was infected with the fake interest in the people of Greycastle. A hole through which one person passes.
The dark passage was not long. After only turning two corners, the silence came to an end. At the same time, I saw the source of the sound. At the end of the dark passage was a relatively spacious darkroom with an oil lamp hanging at the door. Under the dim light, a human male was sitting with his back against the wall, panting heavily, and there were many trails of blood trailing repeatedly on the ground.
Silent noticed that there were only a few strands of flesh left on the other's feet, which were probably held down when the roof collapsed, and then broke free after being cut off.
However, this person should know the structure of the secret passage. Even if he abandons his feet, there is no possibility of escaping the hidden fortifications. If that's the case, why does he still have to struggle
"Unfortunately..." The male raised his head and glanced at it, "It was the devil who was waiting in the end."
"Say what you know, otherwise, death is a luxury." He said in a blunt voice. Unlike Vakiris, it has spent most of its time fighting the Sky Sea Territory since it became conscious. The language is not proficient.
However, the other party seemed to have not heard its question.
"I was thinking before... If it's a teammate who is waiting, it's fine, if it's a devil... Wouldn't it just sit back and wait." He smiled weakly, "It just so happens that there are some propellants here, with the detonator, I can do my final responsibility. I just didn't expect that it was a big fish... "
There is probably no way to ask anything, so Silently thought with an expressionless face, let's hand him over to the mask to deal with.
Just as it was about to step forward to stun the opponent, a hemp rope slipped quietly from the human hand.
The other end of the rope seems to be connected to a heavy object. After losing its restraint, it quickly rushed up to the disaster of silence. Only then did I realize that there were many cake-shaped objects piled up in the corner of the darkroom, and a dark object fell silently from the low ceiling. , and an iron block is placed below it, where the bloodstains are the most dense.
No... The other party's struggle was not to escape from this place.
The oil lamp hanging on the door frame allows him to see the visitor clearly at the first time.
The rope in his hand can ensure that this arrangement can be triggered whether he loses consciousness or is killed.
He dragged his battered body, crawling around in this small room, just for an opportunity not to sit still.
Silence retreats back at the fastest speed!
The male raised the corners of his mouth.
"Human... long live!"
An extremely dazzling light bloomed from the corner, and in an instant, the dark room was illuminated like daylight!
With a loud bang, the collapsed place suddenly bulged upwards, as if being swept away from the inside by a giant fist, and flew into the sky with a large amount of gravel and snow.
…
"What's going on here?"
Masquerade glanced at Silent Monarch who was lifted up to the God of Divine Construct, frowned and asked his assistant.
"My subordinates don't know, I just know that there was another explosion on the top of the mountain... Probably caught in the trap of the bugs."
Nasopelle snorted, "It's really embarrassing. If I were to change to other monarchs, I'm afraid I would have lost my breath long ago."
The silence at this time was like being stepped on by "horns". The shattered armor was mixed with flesh and blood, and the face that looked like a human female only had a vague outline, and there was not much magic left.
"This does not mean that your thinking is correct?" the assistant lowered his head.
"That's right," Nasopelle laughed, "No matter how powerful the body is, the limit is no more than that. On the contrary, the symbiote is the ideal evolutionary direction and can be replaced at any time after damage. There is no upper limit to growth. That's what we should pursue. body!"
It no longer looked at the unconscious maharaja, turned and walked towards the Tower of Birth, "Put this guy in the mayfly pool and soak it, and it shouldn't be used for a while. Those bugs must have been unexpected. This kind of easy-to-get thing is not the primary goal of the God of Divine Construct, swallowing all the kingdoms in one go is the fastest way to get inheritance fragments."
"Pass my order, adjust the course, and head towards the Hermes Plateau at full speed!"