"It's really been a long time. Heng!"
The peeping of the soul is mutual, and the familiar soul fluctuations let me know who is coming, but this existence is the last thing I want to see right now.
"It's been a long time indeed, but if possible, I really don't want to see you again... Yong Ye."
It was a very wonderful feeling. When the voice of that person came over and I appeared at the end of the distance, the whole world seemed to come alive.
The grass is already green and the clouds are white, but everything seems to have been colored once again. She stands there, and the color of the whole world is rendered by it.
She appeared on the stage sitting on the huge skeleton giant. There was a huge throne made of skeletons on the top of the huge skeleton giant's head. She sat there quietly. The pendulum flutters in the wind.
Obviously compared to the huge skeleton giant, it looks like an ant, but all eyes are attracted by it, ignoring the behemoth below. This is not an ethereal thing such as temperament and appearance, but her natural privilege.
"...that's an exaggeration."
The perfect face seems to have some flaws, but the woman's smooth skin is divided into two parts from the middle, the skin on the left is white, and the skin on the right is red, the hair on the left is silver, and the hair on the right is flaming orange-red.
As for how she looks, since she doesn't want people to know, I am afraid that mortals are not even qualified to look directly.
Seeing this kind of constant, the next moment, even if I didn't use my innate ability deliberately, my pupils also changed.
One side turned into black eyes and white eyes, and the other turned into white eyes and black eyes, just like the two halves of Tai Chi, the gaze of the underworld can see through the soul, and it can also distort the attribution of the soul.
And my strongest talent was obtained after analyzing the mystery of Zero's avatar. Her understanding of energy and the world gave the theoretical basis for the formation of these eyes.
"... stronger than Esso, no, it's not on the same level anymore."
But the exchange (battle) is mutual, and I am afraid that the other party will benefit more than me after that encounter.
I dissected her avatar at the time, and naturally I could evaluate the other party's abilities. At that time, she was absolutely impossible to be as powerful as she is now.
From the perspective of the soul, her existence is extremely large, just like the sun that illuminates all things, and just the brilliance that leaks out makes the surrounding scenery ignite her color, the quality of the soul and the undead. Power is directly proportional, and in my eyes, the quality of Heng's soul seems to be infinite.
True infinite energy is impossible, which violates the basic plane rules of the main plane, and some existences have the privilege of breaking the rules.
"The strength of the undead emperor is not capped! It's possible to be strong, but the previous clone obviously didn't reach this level, which is too outrageous! It's just, it's just... "
"... the main god level."
The judgment of the dead cat is not wrong. Breaking the so-called rules of the world is one of the privileges of the main god. From the pressure on me, the ghost queen sitting there silently is no less than the main gods in the battle of the underworld. dude.
"Asteria, why did the Lord God come down like this! What is your plane defense system doing?"
[I can't feel Cynthia anymore, the rules of the plane have been messed up, and the past experience should not be regarded as an iron law. Moreover, the ability of this undead emperor is also very special, and the plane rules may not be able to restrict her. Be careful, since she can make her scale infinitely large, she can naturally become infinitely small. She gets critical knowledge from you to take the most important step.]
Even though he lost his physical body and ability, his vision was still there, and Asteria's judgment was unquestionable. Heng in front of him was probably the most troublesome opponent I had ever encountered.
After all, even if I faced the Lord God before, I had prepared a trump card, and this time, I caught a shark by fishing.
"Yongye, you've become weaker. Those little toys from before are shameful..."
When I was still hesitating, Heng spoke up first, and the seemingly sarcastic words were spoken in an extremely plain tone. I could feel that she had no intention of being ridiculed, just a straightforward statement.
She is just stating the facts, the fact that I am weaker than expected, the fact that my means, including Evernight City and the Forbidden Spell, are just gadgets that cannot be brought to the surface, and that she does not take the current me seriously. fact.
"My X, it's not too much back pain to stand and talk. If I have your current strength, what small tricks would I play, I would have pushed it all the way."
And even if it is true, on the battlefield, if you are so discouraged, you will naturally not say it.
"Ah, I'm really weak and out of shape now, but didn't a certain undead emperor dare to appear after I cast a spell?"
I don't think she will arrive at this time. These distances are nothing to her now. Mostly she has been watching her cannon fodder be wiped out, and then she is sure that I can't even meet the standard of the undead emperor. , only to appear generously.
"Cunning, careful, cautious, and many alternatives, this is really the quality that the Undead Emperor, who is regarded as the mortal enemy of the heretics, should have, but it is a bit of a headache when it appears on the enemy, or on the enemy with superior strength. "
But I was still thinking about how to deal with it, but I was still in a panic. Although it was just two shouts in the air, the weight of "Eternal Night" and "Undead Emperor" was too great.
With the constant threat in front of me, I don't have time to meddle in these things, but it's not the same thing to let the panic spread.
"Fools! Does it matter who the opponent is? What are those ancient legends far away from us, he is helping us now, didn't you see it?"
Shaliman's roar echoed in the city, and as the supreme commander of the city at this time, the calmness of the backbone also calmed the whole scene a lot.
Of course, the frightened and fearful eyes behind him will not be less. It seems that I still have to contact the goblins to see if they can help me bleach it.
"Don't think about it, Yongye is still the ultimate devil of all horror stories today. Who told you to do too much back then."
"... Tsk. Then make up a nonsense saying that Eternal Night is dead, and I just got the ordinary people who have inherited his soul."
"Anyone would believe such a nonsense story?"
"In these years, as long as you are willing to spend money, it is normal for public opinion to reverse, not to mention that it just reverses black and white."
"... What's wrong, I don't believe it if you want to do less."
The nonsense of the dead cat made me relax a little, and she also gave me real support when she regained her human form. Maybe my personal strength is indeed not as good as the current Heng, but I have a mage tower and a sea that is not inferior to me. Lois is helping, and Heng is alone. If my guess is correct, there is still a possibility of victory in this battle.
"...Even if you are stronger than me, are you sure that you will win the final victory? You shrink your body into this cage, and you are not afraid of breaking the cage with too much force, and then being thrown out?"
Heng didn't answer, but the army of the undead that suddenly appeared was already the answer that showed the most attitude.
When the two undead emperors fought, the collision of countless cannon fodder undead was just the beginning of this big drama.
At this moment, I finally start to miss Amela and Renee who didn't know they were there. At least they should be able to fight well now...
"This is a man. He only thinks of others when he needs to, but he usually hides as far as he can. It's really ruthless."
[Same feeling.]
"Shut up! It's better to help me think of something if you have this idle heart."
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In the dark ruins, there is no lighting, only dim indicator lights flashing at intervals, that is because the residents here do not need visual lighting.
But this is not the forbidden area of life imagined by the outside world, but the residents here are really special.
"73242342342, A, 3452423... 22D34!"
"dsada2312, BB, 450!"
The usual accents and prophecies were replaced by numerals and simple alphabetic codes, and those inhabitants of mechanical flesh communicated in mechanical codes.
Most of the residents here are very strange in appearance. There are golems for guards, cleaning puppets, and puppets for children's playmates. However, at this time, they communicate and cooperate with each other simply and efficiently. The sound and the strange electric current kept ringing.
However, their busy work is using metal and bones as raw materials, starting from bones and keels, and building a war machine. The strange skeleton giants seen on the battlefield that day are the most common among them, and most of the newest types are All have lost their human form.
The six-handed swordsman mantis, the half body chariot and half body skeleton general, the whole body is a strange thing with a big wheel and two giant hands. As long as the design is reasonable, all kinds of killing weapons are being manufactured.
No matter what this place was originally used for, it was opened up into separate workshops. In the accompaniment of this mechanical roar, countless strange parts were sent out, but they were sent out one by one. Killing weapons, And no matter who has mastered this relic, at least he will definitely not be a pacifist.
"...Once these things are on the battlefield, I'm afraid we have no hope."
"Crap, that's why we're here, we're saving the world!"
In the darkness, someone was whispering.
"If you don't want to die, just shut up!"
Barton's low roar silenced the people who were with him, and he did not threaten with false words. After all, they were walking among these strange mechanical puppets in the body of a rattling vigilance golem.
Thanks to this noisy mechanical sound, they would have been discovered long ago.
Timoret's plan is simple, but very real - stay with a mechanical puppet, rewrite his orders, and let everyone hide in the puppet and go down as far as possible.
Found out? Was interrogated in the middle? It doesn't matter, you can go down as far as you can, and kill when you can't go.
Although this plan is reckless, at a time when too much information is unknown, too many and too complicated opportunities are prone to problems. This step-by-step plan has a higher success rate.
So far, this unreliable plan has been going very smoothly. Timiret just gave their vigilance golem an order to reach the lowest level, and this vigilance golem has reached the tenth floor without anyone stopping it.
And even if there is an occasional "person" to communicate with him, and he doesn't even know that there is something in his stomach, the warning golem mumbles a few words, but everything goes well.
And when this went well, some people were overjoyed, but when the vigilant Patton felt a little nervous, Timurett, who kept the same weird silence all the way, spoke up.
"finally come?"
"Who's here?"
The next moment, Barton knew that he asked in vain. The golem where he and his party were suddenly turned and walked into a square, but in front of him was the fort and the guard golem that had been waiting for a long time. This was a trap!
"...you already knew it!"
"Of course, rewriting the order of a machine from the outside can enter the guard base of the Babel? It's ridiculous, we were discovered from the beginning."
Even though he couldn't see the other person's face in the darkness, Timurette's triumphant voice made one want to punch him in the face.
"Then you brought us in!"
"Nonsense, we have what it needs, and it will definitely let us in, which is much more comfortable than coming in layer by layer. The other party has been more patient than we imagined. We just went down to ten layers, haha. Haha, I'm a genius."
Barton and the others couldn't believe it. The one who laughed at this extreme narcissism while pitting his teammates was actually a legendary hero and a big man. Only Mary, a mercenary from the north, sighed and seemed to have known this.
"...As expected of that sad wind's best friend, the top executive of the Gentlemen's League. Although he is trustworthy, he will never show mercy to his teammates."
The moment he heard the words, Timurette, who was still smug just now, suddenly collapsed.
"Who said that! I don't know that bastard, don't talk nonsense, if I was treated as a believer of Beifeng, I would be burned in the square! I will turn into a ghost and haunt you for the rest of my life! By the way, that guy is not the original of the Gentlemen's League. Commander, so you are all his subordinates..."
"...Please don't say it, this is the dark history of our entire regiment, and we have decided to bury it in the past. If you insist on mentioning this, are you planning to challenge the oath that our twelve division leaders jointly made."
If Roland is here, I am afraid to ask what Beifeng did, that is, his friend Timirett did not dare to recognize him, and even his subordinates tried to erase the traces of his existence.
"From today, we don't know that man."
"Yes, he did not come from the northern countries at all."
Well, even in the face of the threat of the enemy's encirclement, they actually reached a handshake agreement on this front...