Hasselblad stared at Hao Ren from the beginning to the end, but in fact, he had been in a state of being unable to catch up since a few minutes ago. He was watching the heated discussion between the three people in front of him, but he felt like he could hear every word. don't know. At this time, Hao Ren took out a large pile of broken bowls and half bricks from his magic pocket. He couldn't help but asked, "Are you... influenced by Yuanpan?"
He thought Hao Ren was too stressed and lost his mind.
Hao Ren happened to find out his God contract at this time, and was looking at these few A4 printing papers and sighed, when he heard Hasselblad's words, he froze for a moment: "What?"
"Are you going to use these things..." Hasselblad pointed to the few sheets of inferior printing paper in Hao Ren's hand, "Seal the sun roulette?"
"How will you know if you don't try?" Hao Ren nodded solemnly, but he was quite sure in his heart—this is not the first time he used the divinity carried in these contracts to solve a problem, although the goddess sister gave His stuff was always eccentric, but their reliability never went awry.
Hasselblad immediately considered whether he should knock Hao Ren unconscious to prevent him from being too deeply affected by the roulette and completely losing control, but Hao Ren had already walked towards the altar on his own. He took out his celestial contract and looked towards the sun roulette—that is, the golden disc. The diameter of the golden disc reached ten meters. Standing under it, Hao Ren looked like a bug that would be crushed to death at any time, but when When he held those pieces of paper close to the disk, the latter immediately made an incredible sound.
The ringing is indescribable, it sounds like a sigh, but also like the friction sound of metal, it seems to echo loudly throughout the hall, but when you concentrate on listening, you find it ethereal It's like hallucination. With the sound of this wonderful sound, the rotation of the golden disc slowly stopped, and the flickering patterns on the altar also stopped. In front of a higher level of divinity, these things were all chosen in awe. dormant.
And the flowing black things under the golden disc obviously faded as the god contract approached, and quickly rushed towards other places on the disc. It's like avoiding coercion.
Hao Ren was overjoyed when he saw this situation: "This works!"
Seeing this situation, Hasselblad looked dull: "...what the hell is this doing?"
The poor old witcher desperately used his normal human logic to understand what was happening before him, such as guessing that the few sheets of printing paper in Hao Ren's hand were actually filled with inscrutable runes. Or Hao Ren is actually using paper as a medium to cast powerful magic—anyway, he doesn’t believe in such claims as divinities and true gods. As a traditional demon hunter, when he hears these words related to "gods", It was automatically filtered into the nonsense of those alien gods.
Seeing this, Vivian patted Hasselblad on the shoulder: "Don't think about it, didn't I say it, just treat him as a doraemon, and don't pursue his rationality."
The God contract produced an effect beyond expectations. Hao Ren saw that the black substance on the gold disc was not only suppressed. There were even obvious signs of dissipating, and he suddenly realized that he might be able to do better: not only seal the disc, but if the power of the gods carried in these contracts was strong enough, maybe he could even seal the disc on the spot. The disc is completely purified!
So he separated several pages of the Celestial Contract, and began to carefully paste them on the places on the disk that were most heavily polluted by black shadows. Because he couldn't find the right glue for a while, he glued it with his own saliva...
Hasselblad had completely given up thinking at this time, and he just quietly watched Hao Ren tinkering there: In this ancient secret realm, on this ancient and mysterious altar, Hao Ren was slobbering while pawing on the altar. Paste a few sheets of printing paper on the world's oldest artifact. And the most incredible thing is that he tamed this violent and dangerous artifact just like that. Hasselblad felt that it was time for him to step back from his position as a witcher. The world was changing too fast, and his three views could not keep up with the situation. Maybe it would be nice to be a janitor at the headquarters after retirement, but I don't know if my eyes are okay...
On the other hand, Hao Ren saw the contracts of the gods pasted on the surface of the disk. Those filthy black shadows have receded to the point where they are almost indistinguishable to the naked eye, and a soft white light can be seen around the piece of paper with the name of Raven 12345 actively purifying the pollution on the golden disc. Under the sky, the black shadow dissipated in the air like dust, not being suppressed or sealed, but truly and completely wiped out.
"I should have thought of this sooner." Hao Ren looked at his results with satisfaction and muttered casually.
Y'zaks didn't know what expression to make: "Your solution to the problem is really unexpected every time."
Hao Ren smiled quite reservedly, taking Y'zaks' words as some kind of compliment with peace of mind. At this time, the black shadow on the golden disc had almost completely dissipated, and Hao Ren glanced at the part that had just been purified. Suddenly something suspicious was discovered.
He saw that after the black "matter" disappeared, there were still some shallow marks left on the gold disc. Those marks were obviously not the previous pollutants, but a black and red mark, as if some liquid was sprinkled on it and then dried up.
Vivian noticed that Hao Ren was in a daze, and asked from a distance, "What's wrong?"
"I don't know what it is, the surface of the disk is a bit dirty," Hao Ren said casually, and then, prompted by some inexplicable attraction, reached out his hand to touch those imprints, "It looks like..."
"boom!"
A deafening bang suddenly struck, and Hao Ren instantly felt dizzy and turned upside down. He felt as if he was thrown from space to the ground, and fell down violently in a burst of crazy rotation and swing. After finally waking up from the fatal shock, he opened his eyes only to find himself in an unfamiliar place.
"Hiss...it hurts..." Hao Ren stood up while gasping for air. He saw that he was standing in a magnificent and luxurious palace that had been reduced to ruins. Huge palace pillars and indescribable majestic sculptures were collapsing beside him. , the hall covered with red spar was torn apart by violent vibrations, and above his head was a vault inlaid with multicolored crystals, but a big hole was broken in the vault, through which one could see the sky full of burning flames and sulfur The rain of countless burning fragments rained down on the world like a torrential rain, and there were deafening explosions in all directions.
"Vivian?" Hao Ren called out to his companions. "terminal!?"
His voice was lost in the chaos, and no one answered him. Including the never-interrupted spiritual connection with the data terminal was also silent at this time.
"Old Wang?!" Hao Ren covered his forehead, and staggered towards a place that looked a little more stable, "Hasselblad?!"
There was a "creaking" sound of breaking, and a piece of the palace wall in front of him collapsed and fell down. When the wall disappeared, Hao Ren's eyes widened.
He saw the endless red sea outside, and large areas of flames were burning in this red sea. And the mysterious palace he was in was floating on this endless sea, and now, this palace was constantly collapsing and slowly sinking into the sea.
Towers and giant stone pillars fell apart from the palace, and fell into the red sea with a loud noise. Hao Ren was stunned for a moment, and finally realized where he was:
The founding star, the moment when the goddess fell.
As if something was calling from somewhere, Hao Ren suddenly felt an impulse. Even though he didn't know where he should go, he turned around abruptly driven by instinct, and ran towards the depths of the palace.
He passed one burning gate after another. Stepping over the corpses of countless dead Guardian Giants, he also saw those rebels in bright armor. Some of them are still fighting with the guardian giants, and the part of the palace that has not yet collapsed is still a battlefield at this time. But Hao Ren didn't take this into consideration at all. He just walked through the chaos as fast as he could, as if a voice was telling him to hurry over.
And those Nizi and Guardian Giants who were in the scuffle seemed to be completely unaware of Hao Ren's existence. They fought on their own, and no one stopped the outsiders.
Finally, Hao Ren broke through the last door that was about to collapse.
He saw the scene that changed the fate of countless beings ten thousand years ago.
A huge golden disc was standing at the end of the long hall, and in front of the golden disc, a female figure stood there. Her face was unrecognizable and seemed shrouded in an eternal mist. But she is the most dazzling existence in the entire space. When Hao Ren set his eyes on the woman, it seemed that all the flames and destruction around him disappeared. It is the figure of the goddess of creation.
In front of the goddess, a warrior in golden-red armor stood silently opposite her.
They seemed to be talking, or they might just be silently confronting each other. Hao Ren felt that there was something wrong with his vision. The scene in front of him became more and more blurred, and everything around him shook violently.
And in the shaking of his vision, he saw that the warrior in the golden-red armor raised a long sword in his hand. The long sword was completely black, with dots of light inlaid on it, like a fragment of the universe.
He swung his sword at the goddess.
Hao Ren felt that his consciousness was on the verge of dissipating, but he still rushed forward with all his strength. He wanted to draw out his weapon, but found that there was no movement in the portable space, so he grabbed something beside him —It might be a stone, or it might be a piece of metal. He only felt that the thing was extremely hot, and it should be a burning fragment. With all his strength, he threw the burning wreckage at the godslayer in red-gold armor, and roared loudly: "You fucking stop!!"
The flaming boulder he threw dissipated into the air like phantoms, and the godslayer's dark sword had pierced the goddess's body.
When the goddess was stabbed by the long sword, she had no strength to resist like a mortal. She staggered twice, and slowly fell against the golden disc, then she turned her head and looked in Hao Ren's direction.
At this time, Hao Ren actually realized that what he saw was just an illusion, an image left over ten thousand years ago, but he was still convinced that the Goddess of Creation was staring at him—that gaze spanned time and space , even transcending reality and fantasy, the goddess of creation looked up at the direction Hao Ren was running at the moment she was assassinated 10,000 years ago, as if she knew someone was coming in this hallucinatory image.
Hao Ren was horrified by the goddess' gaze, and then he heard a faint voice in the air: "...forgive..."
The goddess finally fell down, and at the moment when the act of killing the gods was realized, the divine punishment came as promised.
The body of the godslayer disappeared into a beam of light in an instant, and immediately after that, countless beams of light like this rose up from other places in the palace at the same time.
Hao Ren finally ran the longest distance of tens of meters in his life. He was a step too late, and he didn't even have time to see the faces of the Godslayer and the Goddess clearly. He came under the golden disc, and found that the corpses of the godslayer and the goddess had disappeared, everything was gone, only a shocking crimson remained on the golden disc.
God's blood was splattered on it, and it became the evidence of the greatest evil in the entire universe.
The blood dripped slowly, bit by bit, and gradually turned pitch black. The entire space began to vibrate, and countless guardians roared in grief. Hao Ren closed his eyes, feeling that the founding star was slowly collapsing under his feet. , and began to brew a flash that could illuminate the entire universe.
The mass extinction has begun. (to be continued~^~)