Chapter 252 Phylactery
The battle between two extraordinary beings in the garbage dump in the east of the city has come to an end.
The muddy surface was soaked with red, green or yellow blood, and the broken limbs and damaged remains of various biochemical creations were covered in the garbage mountain, like purgatory.
Among the biochemical creations, there are also elite units such as refining demons, bone demons, and war mad demons.
It holds a heavy battle ax and hammer, carries an anti-tank rocket launcher on its shoulder, and is covered in thick metal armor imbued with black magic.
This armor is immune to rifle bullets and can even refract, deflect, and weaken tank shells.
Such an army of demons, even if placed on a modern battlefield, is enough to change the outcome of a local battle
But here, their endings all lead to death.
"Hiss."
Frankenstein lay in the garbage, coughing up blood with every breath. His body was covered with deep sword marks, and his stomach was cut open, exposing his elastic internal organs.
Gou Chen stepped on Frankenstein's leg with one foot, leaned forward, looked down at him, observed the muscle twitching on the latter's face, and said calmly: "How many times do I have to kill you before you are willing to die in peace? "
"Oh"
Frankenstein didn't know whether he was breathing or taunting Gou Chen, he just stared straight at the young man in front of him, who was cut open. The corners of his mouth worked hard to raise, and squeezed out a slight arc.
"Boring."
Gou Chen held the dagger in his backhand and inserted it straight into Frankenstein's eye socket. He twisted and twisted the eyeball and smashed it together with the brain below.
Frankenstein fell into silence. After a few seconds, his destroyed brain gradually recovered and his eyeballs grew back.
This ability is called "phylactery", and only those powerful spellcasters who have mastered a large amount of occult and necromancy knowledge know how to make a phylactery.
They will completely separate their souls from their bodies and store them in a phylactery, thus becoming a lich - the phylactery can be any object, a brick, a doll, A pen.
As long as the phylactery is not destroyed, the lich will be immortal. Even if it is killed, it can be resurrected immediately.
“The prerequisite for becoming a lich is to have a soul that is powerful enough to withstand the damage caused during stripping. Players must be at least Lv30 and have both intelligence and perception attributes above 20 points to meet the conditions.< br>
A dark magician of Voldemort's level would have to give up his hair and nose to use his phylactery to complete his resurrection. You are far from qualified. "
Gou Chen squinted his eyes and said: "Furthermore, ordinary lichs will appear around the phylactery every time they are resurrected, but you are resurrected on the spot. This is not normal either.
You must have used some kind of costly prop to forcefully renew your life.
Let me guess, cut off part of the soul, permanently change the personality, or sacrifice a blood relative? It's really, really sad. ”
While talking, Gou Chen killed Frankenstein again, cut off his head entirely and chopped it into pieces.
Frankenstein's head seemed to be slowly completing regeneration, and he grinned weakly, "At least, I'm still me. I'm not a lonely ghost that I got from nowhere."
"Find! Die! ”
Gou Chen’s expression suddenly changed, he rotated the hilt of his sword, and burst out sword energy to cut Frankenstein into pieces.
Of course this purely physical attack cannot kill the lich. Frankenstein was reborn again, with the sword still piercing his chest and still taunting,
"You should feel I'm glad that my brother is now a high-ranking member of the Global Supernatural Alliance. He can use it for public and private purposes and spend resources to revive you. Oh, it's not about resuscitating you, it's about taking your body." Six years ago, Gou Chen, who had just entered high school in the real world, was in the real world. While studying abroad and racing, he was involved in a car accident. His body was severely damaged and could not be treated.
Since his family was a wealthy chaebol, they spent a lot of money to freeze and preserve him using the most advanced cryonics technology at that time, hoping that he could be thawed and treated through advanced medical technology in the future.
Until the killing scene came, Gou Chen's brother became a player and GOC executive, and got a life potion for Gou Chen to drink.
The problem is that the freezing technology back then was not perfect at all, and Gouchen’s original soul had dissipated.
After more than three years of trying, his brother Gou Chen, who has become a Level 30 transcendent, thought of many ways, and finally chose to cut out a small piece of his parents' souls, and use it with Gou Chen's video data from childhood to adulthood. The memories of the people around him, as well as the souls obtained from unknown sources,
were "fabricated" out of thin air, stuffed into the lifeless body, and completed the restart.
This kind of resurrection can be said to be awesome, dare to think and do, and cheat death
It can also be said to be self-deception and peace of mind.
The Demonic Scientists Alliance’s scope of expertise happens to include soul technology. As a member of the guild, Frankenstein knew exactly how his brother Gou Chen did it.
Immediately sarcastically said: " Do you really think that with a rich man who only knows how to drive cars and go to bars? With the qualifications of a second-generation high school dropout, he has a fighting talent far beyond that of ordinary people? Can he level up so fast in the killing field?
Don't be stupid, idiot. You just used the power you stole from the script world. The soul was broken into pieces and stuffed into this body
The only thing that is original about you is your skill with a sword. "
Gou Chen's veins jumped when he heard this, and the energy escaping from his body set off gusts of wind, causing ripples of blood.
Buzzing——
The engine of the flying vehicle The roar came from far and near, and several G81 Condor gunships from the "Halo" game flew towards the garbage dump.
These gunships have a very sci-fi style and are equipped with non-linear cannons and a lightweight gun. Small magnetic accelerator cannon.
The searchlight under the Condor gunboat locked onto Gouchen and Frankenstein in the garbage dump.
“This is the Toy City Terrorist Mobile Team. The people below put down their weapons immediately! Raise your hands and surrender! "
As the onboard radio shouted loudly, the gunship's rear hatch slowly opened, and a group of fully armed "Warhammer 40K" space warriors jumped out from above.
Different from the relatively joyful and relaxed "Star Wars", "Warhammer 40K", which is also a science fiction IP, pursues grimdark (serious darkness).
Every space warrior must start at the age of 12 Perform a series of transformation surgeries, such as a second heart, bone strengthening, muscle strengthening, stomach pre-positioning, visual control organs, pebble kidneys, all kinds of technology and ruthless work.
If the subjects are lucky enough to survive all the transformation surgeries, when they jump off the assembly line, each of them will become a super macho man over two meters tall, weighing over 300 kilograms, and covered in muscles.
Even these space warriors are just toy versions of the toy city (not even painted, all original white molds), the data has been weakened,
but with the gray ceramic steel Powered armor, bolters and superb tactical skills are much better than Frankenstein's no-name biochemical modification troops.
“Put down your weapons!”
The leading gray space warrior shouted angrily, but his helmeted men all moved eagerly, as if expecting Gou Chen to continue to pick up the sword. They opened fire freely and crushed the two terrorists who were fighting each other.
Gou Chen looked around, looked down at Frankenstein, and said calmly: "I will find your lich phylactery. I will not destroy it, but will exile it with you to a different space where time flows very slowly. Let your consciousness be annihilated in eternal silence."
After that, he turned his hand, took out a teleportation gold coin from the backpack column, crushed it violently, and disappeared into thin air.
The Space Marines swarmed forward. Frankenstein, who was lying on the mountain of garbage and exhausted his spiritual energy and could not escape, quickly raised his hands, "I surrender! Your toy city should give preferential treatment to prisoners, right?"
(End of this chapter)