PFC Chapter 745 Hunting (Please refresh)
Chapter 745 Hunting (Please refresh)
Chapter 745 Hunting (Please refresh)
In the void without laws.
At the side of the cosmic entity 'Haotian' with one hand inserted into the abyss, Ha Siqi was running around with "Aha Aha", looking left and right, up and down from time to time.
"What the hell is this?" The researcher from the Void Research Institute of Samsara Space felt a chill down his spine.
The thing on the surveillance screen that looks like Loki, the god of stories but doesn’t look like Loki, would show off his talents in front of the monitor from time to time.
He can play the flute, sing, play chess, calligraphy and painting, and from time to time he can split himself into two to stage a battle between the Monocle Legion and the Mahjong Head. He is a TV series by himself.
No, no, no, the point is not to show talent
It's a dimensional surveillance device with a full screen, and this guy appears on all levels of the screen.
Even if the monitor is moved away, it will change its position accordingly. This is a crystallization of civilization that is specially used to detect the multiverse of the void in various dimensions. It is not a TV station camera! ?
"Just pretend you didn't see it." The gears on Duvemke's body slowly turned:
"The replica made by the Causal Bionic Life Doll was destroyed after preliminary identification as an SSS-level pollutant. Remember to destroy all related images and memories before leaving here."
"Is this still Marvel!?" A new researcher covered his forehead in despair:
"I originally studied the Daoist Canon and took the civilian job because I didn't want to go on missions in worlds where even the creation-level gods would be polluted."
An elven researcher sighed and said, "Be content. All connections to the Cemetery of All Things have been disconnected."
No one dared to laugh at those funny shows. It was said that someone at the outpost laughed accidentally and couldn't stop, and now he has been taken away for isolation and surveillance.
It's safer here, but no one can say for sure.
This scientific research is really going to cost me my life.
The atmosphere was a bit depressing, but at this moment, all the 'Loki' on the screen disappeared, and then the conceptual entity of 'First Sky' began to show horrible cracks, and real light poured out.
Om-!
A torrent of light burst out, engulfing the first sky, and all screens and projections were dyed pure white.
"The First Sky." All the gears in Duvemke's body stopped turning. Suddenly, he saw that a certain area of the jumping values had stopped calculating: "Shut down! Shut down quickly!!!"
However, it was a little too late, or the light exceeded the speed.
Most of the instruments in the institute let out mournful cries and then went out silently.
After a while, in the dead silence, Duvemke pressed the switch of the steampunk-style TV, and the screen was filled with snow and electronic flow disturbances.
They clearly saw an incarnation of a cosmic concept wearing a starry cloak, bathing in the light under the peeling and burning shell, and about to be reborn into the void.
Eternity is back
"He failed?"
Before Duvemke could finish his words, he saw on the screen that Yongheng, who was enjoying the moment of rebirth, was about to pull his arm out of the abyss, but suddenly encountered a powerful pulling force, and his whole body fell into the abyss dimension.
Yongheng, who had reacted, became a little panicked and hurriedly dragged it, but it pulled out.
An incarnation of the concept of the universe, surrounded by the flames of light and with a body that turns pure white.
The First Sky, no, that's the Abyss God? !
boom! boom! boom!
The 'Abyss God' punched Yongheng three times in the face, knocking him unconscious. Then he grabbed his neck and dragged his entire upper body into the abyss, leaving only half of his body struggling in the outside world.
After a few seconds, Eternity was completely still, as if it had given up resistance and was being dragged into the abyss.
What's going on? !
"." The gears on Duvemke's body clattered, and thick smoke containing symbols of incorrect calculations billowed. It turned around and ran quickly towards the gate of the institute.
Su Lin grabbed Eternity, his face showing no sign of concealing his madness and brutality.
"Oh, my goodness, my dear Archbishop."
Ha Siqi switched to Ji Tousi and asked tentatively, "Can't you let the president... uh... the vice president go? Let's discuss anything."
The tall figure on the throne cast a cold and malicious glance.
"Your Excellency the President," Loki's Adam's apple moved.
"Loki, celebrate." Su Lin said coldly.
Loki hesitated: "What did you say?"
"If you let me explain this joke, I'll burn you and the Marvel Universe together." A crack like a porcelain scar appeared on Su Lin's face, and it returned to its original state in an instant: "I asked you to celebrate, are you deaf?"
The monocle disintegrated into time worms wearing masks, with dice and mahjong heads wandering inside their bodies. They quickly drilled into the universe inside Eternity and disappeared.
The abandoned Loki's Adam's apple moved, and at the moment when the killing intent was frozen
He immediately opened the comic book in his hand.
"Celebrate! He is the creator who makes light great again, surpasses all previous presidents, unifies the past and the future, and is the president of the universe, Haotian God, who loves his country and his people!"
He stood straight in his suit, looked up and declared loudly: "At this moment, history has finally entered a new chapter!!!"
After finishing reading, Loki slammed the book shut, walked to Su Lin and put his hands in front of him.
"Do you want to add the words 'the most benevolent, the most kind, the most powerful'?" Loki pursed his lips, wiped his nose awkwardly, and asked, "We have a lot of connections, okay?"
Su Lin glanced at him, and Loki made a zipper motion on his mouth.
"List."
"What...Oh, I remember, I definitely haven't forgotten!"
Loki quickly took out a brown paper bag from his arms and handed it to Su Lin. After confirming that it was him, he gradually relaxed.
"You don't seem to be in good condition. Maybe I can help you find a professional medical team." Loki suggested.
On the throne where light was surging, Su Lin's figure sometimes overlapped, sometimes seemed illusory and dim, and sometimes shone brightly. From time to time, it appeared to split and a phantom exactly like himself would emerge.
"You'd better be quiet." Su Lin flipped through the records on the list and smiled coldly:
"Otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and kill you and the guy next to you."
The phantom behind him seemed to reach out to Eternity, but the moment it separated from Su Lin, it turned into light and was pulled away.
At that moment, both Eternity and Loki felt the illusion that they had been erased.
After reading it, nine dragon souls and light and shadows flew out of Su Lin's body. The moment they landed on the ground and gathered, one dragon soul gathered and transformed into Haotian wearing a silver armor robe, and the other transformed into the root god with twelve wings of light and darkness.
Without stopping, they returned directly to the only timeline left in the Eternal Body.
"Mephisto!"
Black Strange Stephen suppressed the violent demonic beast shadow on his body and held up a magic matrix: "Stop! The Holy Grail War is no longer important!"
The 6-foot-6 red-skinned demon slowly walked out from the depths of the sea of fire, holding a wine glass.
"How can you say it's not important? There are so many powerful souls, magic power, and wishes accumulated after the collapse of the multiverse. Although it is not a wise choice to plot against the Holy Grail now."
"It's the real body, not the projection. Don't come over here." Eleanor was entangled in the Ghost Rider's chains and dragged out from behind.
"Of course it's the real body. All the latitudes have disappeared, and I can only wander on this remaining Earth."
Mephistopheles said:
"I have to make plans for the future. Without the Hell Latitude, I will only become weaker and weaker, even weaker than an ordinary person. It just so happens that part of your spiritual foundation has been cut off by that troublesome Outer God. We can't waste this opportunity."
He and a few remaining reincarnations surrounded the building located in the heart of Wall Street.
"But I am a little surprised by your choice, Stephen. I invited you because we are of the same kind." Mephisto looked at the group of people protected by Stephen:
"To be honest, I was very interested in you before. Your soul, which is a mixture of countless demons and monsters and full of blood and sin, is unique in the entire multiverse."
"I have atoned for my sins! I have long since reshaped the universe I once destroyed, at the cost of my life!"
Stephen crossed his arms and pushed forward, resisting the spell from the lord of hell. Behind him was the seriously injured Clea.
"But you're still a monster,"
Mephisto's nails cut through the air, cutting through the dust and revealing a figure hiding on the other side of the matrix, holding a rune knife, waiting for an opportunity:
"I am more interested in your eyes now, Mr. Nanaya, how about a deal?"
"Come out and give me those eyes and your soul, and I will let you and your friends go."
"We can sign a contract."
The devil is the most subtle and can deceive people's hearts.
Nanaya Shiki tightened his grip on the knife, but Stephen's spiritual base was damaged and he gradually lost control and was unable to balance the distribution of his magic power. Countless scarlet flowers of flesh and blood grew from the cracks in the rocks beneath his feet, spewing out mental pollen that could cause even the Star Devourer to produce hallucinations.
Rumble.
The War Lord transformed into the Ghost Rider, hammered Stephen away, and out of control he turned into a hideous demon and dark elf.
"Mephisto, can we kill these people?" a reincarnator asked, "They are our enemy camp."
"Of course, it's useless now." Mephisto nodded and walked over step by step with his men:
"I heard from these reincarnations that it is the Mystic Eyes of Death that connects to the root."
"There is no root cause at all." Nanaya Shiki collapsed to the ground. He looked at Mephisto, the group of reincarnations behind him, and his teammates.
This scene is so similar.
This kind of thing had happened before I joined the reincarnation space.
Family, loved ones, younger sister, classmates.
But the one who is about to be killed is the teammate who saved his life, and he can only watch these hostile reincarnations take action.
Last time, he even killed one of them, which created an opportunity for Eleanor and the others.
This time, it seems that it won't work.
'Shiki.'
Hallucinations appeared in his ears, as if he heard Elquet's voice, and he didn't know what was worth clinging to in this compiled fate and manipulated false life.
"Master Shiki, please run."
I am not Nanaya Shiki, nor am I Toono Shiki.
"Brother, leave me alone"
It is just a fake that was born from the wreckage of the world and copied according to the information extracted from the soul particles in the abyss. Everyone there is a fake, including himself.
It is just a copy world provided for the reincarnationists to test themselves, and it is not even as good as those ordinary worlds.
Why are you so sad?
Why are you still angry at this time?
Why yourself.
Nothing can be done.
Mephisto squatted in front of him, staring into the magic eye, a greedy and cunning smile appearing on his face.
Eyes, at least destroy these eyes.
He propped up his upper body and sat against the wall, his hands trembling with difficulty, and his fingers made stabbing movements, even though he would definitely be stopped.
"Shiki?"
Is this an illusion? It just happened at this time.
The long golden hair that shines brighter than gold, the eyes that are more intoxicating than red wine, and the dress that is as pure white as an iris, seem like a work of art carved out of the world.
It's a foul.
"Elquite." Nanaya Shiki forced an ugly smile, tears streaming down his cheeks: "What is this outfit?"
"Not Elquet." She raised a faint smile: "I am the archetypal consciousness that emerged from this planet, Gaia."
"Whatever." Nanaya Shiki lowered his hands weakly. How could he have such an illusion?
His gaze paused for a moment on several teammates.
But at this moment, he found that everyone had stopped moving. Mephisto, who had raised his finger to touch his magic eye, turned his head and looked at the "illusion" standing over there.
Countless chains flew out from behind Gaia, covering the sky.
"Wait!" Mephisto seemed to be about to speak, but was swallowed up in an instant.
The moonlit night was cool, and the reddish moonlight sprinkled on the blue sea of flowers that had replaced the buildings and cities at some point in time. A dark outline emerged, like a huge castle standing under the full moon.
When the moonlight is full.
A pool of bright red liquid was poured into the vast sea of flowers.
"You can make a choice." Gaia looked at the dazed Nanaya Shiki and said softly, "As a key, open the door to the wreckage of your universe for us."
"If you refuse, you can just leave."
"The real Elquit is not the Gaia of the Type-Moon." Nanaya Shiki regained some clarity from his confusion and chaos: "Where are you going and what are you doing?"
"Destruction," Gaia said.
In the brief silence, Qiye was stunned. Time seemed to stand still. He sat on the ground and looked at the very similar face. The indifferent eyes just stared at him.
The scenery of the past seemed to light up in the pupils of the eyes.
Destroy destroy that world?
Are counterfeits not allowed?
From birth to growth, day after day, you meet the characters you are destined to meet.
In that city of the past, the short-haired girl leaning on the roadside under the setting sun, and the garden as red as frosted leaves in autumn, were like the bubbles of a fairy tale.
Are they going to destroy that world?
"That's really..." His voice became hoarse, and he murmured in disbelief: "That's great."
I actually feel it from the bottom of my heart.
That's fine.
This may be a bit selfish, just because your bubble has been burst, you don't care about the rest of the people in the world.
"Do you agree?" Gaia asked.
have no idea.
The weight was so heavy that he could hardly speak.
"But they didn't want to be born like this." There seemed to be complex emotions in his eyes: "There are still many ordinary people living there"
Died there too.
Qiye struggled. He didn't know why he hesitated. Perhaps it was because he saw this face and heard this voice.
"Does this affect the dignity of you, the genuine ones? A group of NPCs trampled by the reincarnations will eventually be liquidated."
He tried to understand, but in the end he found that he couldn't understand.
If you really don't care, why ask yourself if you agree?
Qiye asked his doubts.
"You have connected to the false roots of that world and can act as a medium to directly open the channel." Gaia replied.
This wasn't the answer he wanted.
“And then the reckoning.”
Gaia looked at him and said, "Liquidate everything, including the reincarnations who have arrived in that world."
"..."
In silence, Qiye fell completely still.
On the throne of God.
Su Lin looked at the gathered celestial beings and sat on the dragon throne. The passages to countless dimensions and worlds in the abyss, and even the passages within the reincarnation space were opened.
Yang Jian walked to the front of the carriage and grabbed the reins.
"Go! Hunt the demons!"
Immortals, demons, humans, gods, devils, and ghosts from the three realms and six paths roam the abyss to settle past causes and effects.
(End of this chapter)