Chapter 504 The Savior: Is it possible that I predicted the enemy’s prediction? "The ignorant lifted the curtain of the feast and put the rope around his neck..."
Vict looked down at the soul potion waterfall below and smiled with satisfaction.
He finally collected enough souls that he had longed for.
The Supreme Overlord ignored the chaos in the central city because someone would solve it.
He turned back to the bedroom and walked into a passage lifting device.
The lifting device fell into the twisted edge of the mesh and was swallowed into a bloody mouth-like passage with a top facing downwards.
After, it will drop rapidly and then fall.
Before Victor's eyes were sweeping machines full of hooks and twisted flesh, pale light in the darkness, and hell slums stacked and interlaced.
There are countless exiles and deformed slaves.
He did not care about these irrelevant things, but looked at the curtain at the edge of the net.
What can be seen with the naked eye is a red tide, with strong desires everywhere, and traces of joy, pain and torture.
Even the supreme overlord, a trace of fear flashed through his eyes.
Those beings that are non-realistic, immortal.
He expressed the ancient elves: "Unborn, fragments of gods, sartan..."
One of the names of those terrifying creatures, but the Galaxy has a common name for them-the Demon.
Victor is undoubtedly afraid of demons, and more precisely, he is afraid of the existence behind these demons who are called "gods".
What scared him the most was the hungry lady, the eternal nightmare of the Dark Spirit.
As long as He still looks at Comoros, he will never have peace and his life is in danger.
What's even more troublesome is that Ms. Hungry is increasing her invasion of the net, eroding the curtain between the net and the subspace bit by bit.
If not stopped, more cracks will appear in the Comoros's net curtain soon.
The horny lady's vision will be completely projected onto the Comoros, and no one can escape His pursuit.
Including Victor himself.
He had no confidence in facing a "god" who led to the fall of the Spiritual Empire.
The residents of Comoros do not know about this for the time being, and they do not need to know about it.
That only causes more confusion.
No one knew that the culprit of all this was the supreme overlord Victor.
He used taboo artifacts and demons to attack competitors in Comoros many times, causing the curtain of this ancient creation to be overwhelmed and become weaker.
Vict did not like such instability and threats, so he began to look for power that could resist subspace.
He soon discovered the perfect power to resist subspace - the Emperor of Humanity.
The Emperor is a natural psychic, with an unparalleled body and will, even demons and gods are afraid of it.
Although he became a skeleton on the throne, he still kept the curtain of the net.
Safeguard the human empire from the devil's tide.
The Comoros in the Internet need such capabilities.
Vict was extremely excited and immediately sent an envoy to contact the blood actors, gaining their trust through conspiracy and deception.
Finally, I obtained the technology I wanted and the emperor genes.
"Those short-lived species thought they had destroyed my plan, but they didn't know that the real conspiracy was hidden from sight and bloomed in places where no one could know."
Vict thought proudly, thinking proudly .
He played all the short-lived species, including the pretentious guys in the Emperor Palace, who were indeed stupid enough.
After obtaining the casting technology of the Black Throne and the genes of the Emperor and Primros, the Blood Actress Association immediately began experiments on the throne and clones.
This experiment lasted for thousands of years and consumed countless resources, especially the soul.
The technological differences between humans and elves require the use of a large amount of soul energy to convert and compensate.
As originally planned, it would take hundreds of years for the Black Throne and clone to complete.
At that time, the demon might have invaded, and the experiment is very likely to fail under the influence of the demon.
Fortunately, the descendant of Asoman was so stupid and generous, providing a large amount of soul.
Instead, it led to the success of the experiment.
The lifting device accelerated, and Victor passed through the abyss and ancient cornerstones, and glimpsed dark tunnels that seemed to reach the roots of the Milky Way.
They are like the extremely greedy souls of the Dark Spirit clan, trying hard to devour all the light.
Then there is a huge underground space with a lot of people.
"Hurry up, damn slave!"
"All slave workers speed up and close this pipeline!"
Ten thousand structure machines, more conspiracy warriors, and tens of millions of slaves of various races are working hard to build.
Many aircraft responsible for surveillance hover in the air, executing any slaves, traitors or slack people who may affect here.
Except for a few existences, any life can no longer go out when it enters this place.
There is no sun.
This huge project has spawned a magnificent machine that is still expanding.
All the looted parts, remodeled elements and reverse engineered structures form a huge mechanical forest aggregate.
It is like a huge fortress buried deep underground. In the center of the fortress, there is a throne that exudes deterrence and is fixed layer by layer, surrounded by special runes and psychic link facilities.
That is the Black Throne.
The blood actors mastered the construction technology of the throne, and then drove researchers and mechanics from various races to truly create the throne belonging to the Dark Spirit.
It is much better than the golden throne that was roughly pieced together by the Emperor.
Even before the machine is started, unimaginable spiritual power is accumulated.
Vict walked out of the lifting device and headed in the private passage, one of the closest places to the throne.
He looked at the black throne and sneered with an iconic sneer: "The short-lived people misunderstood the function of the throne. If they knew the truth about the throne, no one would accept it.
They are by no means willing to believe that the existence of their race, which is related to a machine.
In other words, it is the machine that allows users to go deeper into the subspace, thereby absorbing more faith or energy.
In this way, upgrade to a higher level of life - God! "
Vict's eyes were slightly blue, and a hint of uncontrollable desire suddenly appeared in his expression.
Although he is an immortal species, an immortal ruler, even better than the thirsty lady's Older.
Living through a long time.
But compared to the real god, it is still a little worse, that is the essential difference.
This supreme overlord does not want to be controlled by any existence, nor does he want to be looked down at his back by them. "If you don't reach that level, you will always be a low-level existence, and you don't even have the qualifications to face..." Victor murmured.
For example, now, the unpredictable God of Scheming and the Lord of Changes are tempting his ambitions.
He could only bear it passively, but could not do anything to Him.
This is extremely painful for a ruler.
Of course, Victor is also using the Lord of Changes to gain deeper secret knowledge through Him.
I also know that His real purpose is to use his pawn to fight the hungry lady.
There are also fierce struggles between the gods. "But who would have thought that this piece was about to jump out of the board and become one of the controllers of the board?"
Vict has a will and hatred that ordinary people can't imagine, and is a slave The identity has come to this day.
Become one of the most terrifying beings of Galaxy Power.
It's not just in Comoros.
His armed forces plundered the Galaxy, spreading more fear and hatred.
Everyone knows it, everyone knows it.
Victor is deliberately shaping fear and hatred.
Since he knew how to upgrade to God through subspace, he has been preparing for it all.
It is not that easy to become an existence at that level.
It is said that four positions have been firmly occupied by the eight god-like paths in Central Asian space, which are difficult to shake.
And the erosion and destruction in it will be occupied by the short-lived emperor, and he can only choose other ways.
End, Victor chose the path to dissolution of greed.
It heralds all hatred that circulates in subspace, just like the eternal dragon feeding on its own tail.
Extend hatred and point toward oneself.
Chaos is its essence, chaos is synonymous with it.
In such a self-destructive hatred.
There are no allies except for a new, more unpredictable existence itself.
However, it is not that easy to climb the way to become a god, and you must make corresponding changes in the galaxy or subspace.
Reshape the cognition of many lives and form beliefs or other emotions.
It can be positive or negative.
This is no difference for Chaos Subspace, and will eventually be twisted to the corresponding path.
Victor's choice is to rely on the Dark Spirits to create more fear and hatred, pointing these toward the capricious self.
Making the life of the Milky Way fear and hatred of itself is also a manifestation of faith.
The emotions and soul power of the Dark Spirit Clan are so strong that it has nurtured many gods, which has given birth to the Hungry Lady.
Even after the great fall, the Ark Spirit Clan, the cousin of the Dark Spirit Clan, still gave birth to the prototype of a powerful god - the god of death Iniyed. Now, the Dark Spirit Clan and many lives have gathered for thousands of years of fear, hatred and torture, which will inevitably give birth to powerful power.
"The countless souls of fear and hatred hovering in the dark city of Comoros are so wonderful..."
Vict issued an order to execute A group of human slave workers, and then closed their eyes and felt the soul that died of torture.
The unknown power gathered in the city of darkness is a little more.
Fanaticism appeared on his face: "This is enough to upgrade my ordinary body to a god and become the greatest miracle of the Milky Way."
What a shocking achievement for a once humble slave to ascend to the ranks and become a god!
Victor couldn't wait to sit on that painful black throne and accomplish it.
It's a pity that he can't.
Because the "key" of the Black Throne has not been created yet, but it will be ready soon.
Victor himself is too weak in subspace, and therefore he hates and envys those who have strong essences but refuses to accept them.
For example, the short-lived primordial Kiriman and the imperial regent.
He was so useless that he refused to accept all this for the sake of the so-called justice and the lives of a short-lived race.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
This is even more so for the emperor of the short-lived species, and the power he gathers is so huge.
He can clearly reach the rank and become a god at any time, become the king of darkness and one of the most powerful gods, but he insists on not taking that step.
How stupid?
Vict didn't understand what those guys did.
What if I could become a god, what if I sacrifice everything?
If sacrificing all the Dark Spirits can make himself stronger, he will do this without hesitation.
"Sir, the creation of keys has entered the final stage..."
Master Blood Actress came to report.
He was quite expecting that the key could allow the Supreme Overlord to obtain the subspace divinity and then cut off the tentacles of Ms. Hungry and Lady's targeting the Internet.
In this way, the Dark Spirit Clan has its own god, and it is more vicious and capable of fighting against other external gods.
That is the only hope of the Dark Spirit Clan.
Victe nodded with satisfaction.
This is what he needs, a key that contains the Emperor's blood, genetic sequences and imitates his body of unparalleled power.
Under normal circumstances, he cannot use the Black Throne.
It's not just him, but even the powerful existence of the Spiritual Empire cannot withstand the impact of the throne.
But the short-lived emperor can.
With the shell as the key, he can deceive the biological interface of the throne and guide the potential spiritual power in it.
This allows Victor to integrate into the subspace and absorb the distorted power of the Dark Spirits and more lives that have gathered in Comoros for thousands of years.
Then we penetrate into the path of greed and dissolve it, gain divinity, and become another level of life.
In this way, he has the ability to use the Black Throne to cut off all the tentacles that stretched into the net.
Better control over network architectures including Comoros.
Those Chaos Gods and even the Emperors could not do anything to him.
It can even seize other network channels occupied by life, such as the control of the Savior's territory.
Those short-lived species are not qualified to occupy such ancient buildings.
"This is everything I did for Comoros and the Dark Spirits, becoming a refuge for the gods.
It's a pity that I'm not understood..."
Victor sighed a little.
But he quickly calmed down and walked into the depths of the tunnel, and was heavily protected by many taboo artifacts.
Now no one can stop himself from ascending to the Black Throne and becoming a god...
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"Asuman's descendants are forbidden to give Victor any Soul!!! ”
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Ron received an unknown warning and suddenly became nervous.
What's going on?
He looked at the information about the black-hearted conspiracy groups in various regions that had completely confiscated his soul, and his brain hurts a little.
This warning came a bit slow.
I have spread my soul reserves, and I probably can't take them back.
Ron saw the secret contact location included in the warning message, and then rushed there with his people.
See what kind of secrets the warning agent has mastered.
Soon later, Ron stood in the ruins of the dilapidated net channel, and the whistling cold wind blew.
He saw a bunch of clowns, real clowns.
"What are you doing? Is the dramatic performance?"
Ron was a little confused.
In sight, the clowns appeared on the ruins in complex and smooth backflips, performing a tragedy of the fall of the gods of the Spirit.
He even saw the role of the Goddess of Life in it.
That should be the spiritual clown's troupe, the masked spiritual space clown?
I have to say that the clown drama troupe still has something to do.
They interpreted this tragedy very wonderfully, and even people like themselves who have no artistic cells can watch it with relish.
The clowns of the harlequins of the harlequin drama troupe believe in laughing gods and playing with high quality.
The existence is similar to Tsengqi, and is a real person of Fuzi and Galaxy Project.
Sigaoqi protects the souls of the clowns of the spiritual clan and prevents them from being corrupted by Slaanes.
The tragedy ends, and the song of graceful and sad cruz sounds: "Come on, come all, a long journey is waiting for you.
Listen to our call, may laughter be given to you. br>
Don't be afraid to lose everything when you fall.
May the way to set you free brothers, sisters, friends and enemies.
Let's see our curtain call..."
Ron applauded politely, and turned his head to communicate with Fuke next to him: "This performance is really good, right? "
Fuk was a little immersed.
He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Mr. Asuman, this is the best performance I have ever seen. "
"Right, I feel that I can invite the clowns to perform in the arena. Such a stage is more suitable, but I don't know the price..."
Soon, the exaggerated laughter interrupted the conversation between the two.
The many clowns of the spiritual race retreated, leaving only one clown in an exaggerated manner and a smiley look.
Wuk saw this and also withdrew with tactfully, leaving room for communication between the leaders of both sides.
Ron had long noticed that guy because the other party had always occupied the C position in the tragedy.
He could probably guess the other party's identity, among the clowns - the sublime incarnation, as the saying goes.
Only the clown is qualified to dress up as laughter and play with Gao Qi.
It is equivalent to the "king" of the clown drama troupe, with the most exaggerated shapes and the best equipment.
Often the first person to be concentrated, and they will be scolded: "Let's blow up that colorful smell*B."
But there is no doubt that the other party is the best in the Milky Way. One of the powerful warriors.
The harlequin approached with elegant dance and oppressive posture, with an exaggerated tone:
"Look... your thread of fate is wrapped around knots, and I happen to have a pair of scissors in my hand...
Or a pen?
After all, the great laughing god is better at rewriting Not cut."
Damn it, I hate Ridder Man the most!
Ron cursed in his heart, trying to understand the meaning of the clown's words:
"What you mean is that I am in a desperate situation, and only your gods can rewrite my destiny?"
The clown smiled and tiptoed and turned around in the form of ballet: "You stand there But I haven't even read the title of the script in the center of the stage.
Dance with me, at least I can hear laughter rather than screaming."
"So, you have mastered it The key information, will it be a terrible ending if I don’t cooperate with you?”
Ron shook his head and hesitated: “The cooperation between the two sides should be based on friendship, so this is threatening cooperation. I can't agree."
Obviously, the big clown or the laughing god behind him hopes to threaten and dominate himself.
Solve these problems in this way.
The big clown's entire arrogant ugly face stretched out:
"Of course you can refuse, but when the historian turns to this page, your name will only be 'that let's go high A funny idiot'. "
Hu~
Ron took a deep breath and took out the high-risk taboo artifact.
The clown was stunned for a moment and took a few steps back silently.
"It is recommended that you talk to me in a normal tone, otherwise I will become crazy and I can't even control myself."
Ron looked serious: "If the so-called news is Victor The guy wanted to use the Black Throne and the Emperor to clone the body into a god, causing Comoros to fall into disaster.
There is no need to say it.
I predicted Victor's prediction, and those souls were given to him on purpose. "
The guy Victor wanted to go to the gods to sit on the toilet, and he also hoped that while attacking the other party's rule, he would get the Emperor clone as soon as possible to deal with new threats.
Ron knew Victor was anxious, but he was more anxious than Victor.
He continued: "I also know that the Lord of Joy is about to invade Comoros, that The God of Lau must be frightened, right?
In short, the secrets and truths I know are beyond your imagination, and everything is in the plan! "
As soon as the words fell, a heart-pounding breath suddenly erupted from the ruins of the net.
A crack appeared on the curtain above, and many terrifying figures of demons appeared.
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In an instant, Ron and the clown changed their faces.
(This chapter ends)