Chapter 525 The Savior: Old Master Emperor, I have something to look for you...
The ground shook slightly, and the storm vortex in the sky became denser.
The center of the vortex rotates slowly on the apex of the throne.
Those golden, snake-shaped currents light up the mechanical rays, and divine energy flows along the blood vessel-like pipeline.
Make it emits an ancient atmosphere, and even the air becomes depressing.
The heavy and dense roar became clear and audible - dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, floating in this area.
Eternal and untouchable.
The black throne at the top was flooded with golden light, blending with the lingering smoke emitted by the Holy Oil Candle, and is so sacred.
Sacred music is flying.
The Master of the Essian National Church directed a choir of tens of thousands of people and recited hymns about the Savior in memory of the contribution of the existence to mankind.
Everything seems so sacred.
On a platform in the mechanical building, the Khan of the White Scar and the Imperial Guards raised their heads and looked up at the savior on the Black Throne.
Their eyes were filled with a hint of respect.
The Hope Primros Savior did the same thing as the Emperor, taking great risks to fight for the future for the human empire.
Of course, they don’t know that the probability of success of this Black Throne program is above 99%.
In general plans or combat operations, the probability of winning is less than 80%, so the savior is not so brave. When encountering multiples of the number nine or nine, he will be more cautious.
This time it was a duck to be put on the shelves.
"The Savior is controlling that power..."
The commander of the Imperial Guards and the Imperial Guards felt the emperor's breath and saluted respectfully to the Black Throne.
The Emperor is like an eternal lighthouse, never extinguished in the long river of the universe.
And the Hope Primros Savior is trying to control that force to fill the curtain crack in the net.
These ten thousand-year-old veterans of the imperial guards are quite familiar with this.
His Majesty the Emperor on the Golden Throne repelled the chaotic tides of subspace again and again in this way.
There are hundreds of thousands of observations in the palace.
If there was no great emperor, the Holy Terra and even the entire Sun Star Domain would be flooded by chaotic tides, without any possibility of blocking them.
Now the Savior is also doing the same great cause, and deserves all the respect from any imperial warrior.
Khan frowned, very worried: "Brother Ron... can he... withstand the backlash of the throne?"
This White Scar Primrose knows the horror of the throne well , the high-intensity energy caused by its activation will even be under tremendous pressure from their father and the emperor.
Creating continuous damage to the body.
Hope that although the savior of the Primrose has temporarily used the Emperor's clone to withstand the backlash of the throne, he is not the Emperor after all.
No one knows whether the other party can succeed.
Khan also made a suggestion not long ago, hoping that the two brothers could bear the backlash of the throne together to reduce damage.
But this proposal was rejected.
Even the body of the White Scar Primrose cannot withstand the high-intensity power of the throne. Not only the damage on the body, but even the spiritual energy will be continuously exhausted.
Inflict irreversible damage.
Ten thousand years ago, the strongest psychic, the Imperial Regent Makado, was a living example. The existence who took the Golden Throne instead of the Emperor, was exhausted by the throne.
Turn into fly ashes.
If the White Scar Primrose connects to the Black Throne, this will probably end up like this.
No matter from which perspective, the only one who can bear this mission and sit on the black throne is Hope Primros.
He is the only hope that humans can get the Internet.
The Khan, the Imperial Army and more imperial personnel could only watch the existence under the erosion of the black throne, waiting for the result to arrive in tension.
The chants about the Savior also reached a climax, and the Archbishop and the choir were immersed in the grand and sacred emotions.
They felt the great dedication of the Savior more and more, and couldn't help but shed tears.
Buzz~
Ron floated on the black throne in a explosive, handsome posture, and his whole body turned into a super light bulb.
The surrounding areas visible to the naked eye are golden lightning that turns into turbulent flow.
At this moment, he felt that he echoed the universe and the Chaos Subspace, dominating the endless void.
Or, that's why this magnificent machine is called the throne. "I... are the supreme God who ruled everything..."
This thought flashed through Ron's heart.
But accordingly, he also suffered endless pain and pressure, and every muscle and cell in his body were torn, reorganized, and then torn.
Only a perverted body like the Emperor's clone can bear it.
At this time, a deep and solemn chants came, and the pastor choir had more sobs and trembles in the touch.
"Wogan~
Whose bastard wrote a hymn, and those who don't know thought I was going to ascend to heaven..."
Ron was twitching in pain.
After he understood the meaning, he became even more irritated.
This hymn can set off the great image of the Savior, but it is so deep at such a moment.
It's too unlucky.
At this time, any metaphysical factors must be taken into account to avoid overturning the gutter.
Let yourself enjoy the treatment of the emperor. "Let them change to a happier hymn. Even if you have a DJ or an Emperor electronic music, it's better than this thing..." Ron thought so, And be prepared to turn back on those guys’ beliefs.
He tried to send a message to the relevant personnel, but sadly found that all the communication facilities around him were done, and under the influence of high-intensity energy, he could not even hear the sound.
After that, he tried to use his psionic energy to transmit messages, which was also very difficult.
Now I have too deep connection with subspace, and it is difficult to use my psychic energy to convey messages to the real universe.
The only way is to spend a lot of psychic energy to create miracles "appearance".
Then pass the message.
But after thinking about it, Ron still did not do this. Not only wasting a lot of psychic energy, but it also looked more like ascension to heaven.
It's better to put your energy and precious energy into the control of the Black Throne.
So ~
Under Ron's full control, the sacred energy gathered and rushed towards the cracks in the curtains everywhere in Comoros like a tsunami.
The tides of the chaotic subspace were suppressed back and blocked the other side of the curtain. "The Emperor is above, this wave... has come true!" Ron could feel the curtain cracks were gradually repairing, and the Chaos Demon Tide in one area after another temporarily eased. No new Chaos power invades.
He saw hope for success and mobilized more sacred energy to make up for the huge crack located in the center.
As long as the curtain crack is repaired, the result is completed.
Ron was extremely excited, just a little bit away from that many years of layout could usher in a moment of harvest.
However, just as he increased the intensity of the divine energy, he suddenly felt a powerful obstacle and tear.
The black throne also erupted with strong electric arcs, causing the entire mechanical building to fall into chaos.
He himself fell from mid-air, suffered severe trauma, his whole body was absorbed on the throne, and the divine light was extinguished.
"Spicy pills!"
Ron had no time to check the wound on his body, and he had only such a thought in his mind.
A revolving lantern appeared in his mind, and countless pictures flashed through him, as if his short life of more than a hundred years was about to end here.
Fortunately, the throne's high-intensity terrifying energy did not tear him apart, but there was no way to continue repairing the remaining cracks.
What's even more tragic is that I can't get off the throne.
Double rows, and the toilet double rows are seen... It's so tragic!
This scene shocked everyone present, and even the singing sect of the Essian State Church was infected with the aura of sadness.
The increasingly solemn holy music is more like sending the primordial savior to ascend to heaven.
"Architect, give me some joyful holy music..."
Ron was finally able to speak, and used his psychic energy to convey the message to the Archbishop, and ordered a few sacred music of the Savior related to the Return of Eth.
About the happy songs played in a loop during the Spring Festival, to mediate the atmosphere.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to withstand any dedication or the great holy music of ascension.
After that, Ron conveyed a message to Khan and others to calm everyone's emotions.
To avoid confusion.
He told everyone that he had no problems and that the Black Throne had only had some minor glitches temporarily.
It will continue to run soon.
After receiving the message from the Savior of Hope, everyone calmed down and continued to wait on the platform under the throne.
It's just that they're even more nervous.
In fact, Ron is deceiving everyone, and he doesn't know what the situation is in the Black Throne and whether it can be repaired.
I don't know if I can still get off the throne.
Ron sat weakly on the black throne, not realizing that his posture was exactly the same as the emperor on the golden throne.
It's just that there is flesh on the body.
But if this situation is not changed, the flesh and blood on this body will most likely become a skeleton like the emperor.
Ron looked at Kaor, the black sage who came to check the Black Throne, and fell into silence.
He stared at the electronic eye and did not dare to face his Kaor, and finally broke the calm: "Didn't you say that there is no possibility of failure in this plan? What's going on now?!"
Cauer lowered his head, swallowed the saliva that did not exist, and hesitated: "Sir Savior, you may have unfortunately encountered the expected failure factor of 0.000000001% . But that was not due to technology. I seriously suspect that the Lord of Changes set up a trick that affected the original fate of the plan. "
Ron gritted his teeth: "You seem to say just now, believe in science!"
He almost smiled without anger.
Kaul was a guy who had been swearing before, but now he fails and starts to mention the trajectory of the Lord of Changes and the destiny.
There is a lot of suspicion of passing the blame.
Call's huge mechanical body shrank back and weakly reminded: "Correction, believe that science is the concept you proposed.
You said 15 years ago at the Ershi Mechanical Education Conference at 13:13 on July 13..."
"Okay, okay, the concept was proposed by me. "
Ron did not listen and interrupted the black-armed sage.
He tried hard to calm down the injuries on his body, too lazy to argue with this guy: "Let me find a way now, Let the Black Throne reboot.
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If you cannot complete the plan, you will be left here until the throne is repaired.
And Xiao Ling will completely disconnect the Internet and take over your private account. "
The words of the savior of Hope were like vicious spikes, deeply piercing into Kaul's heart.
His mechanical face turned from black to white, and his whole body was Dingling shivered, and even parts fell out of his body.
It can be said that he was very scared.
Kaul almost desperately devoted himself to the inspection of the Black Throne, and his electronic brain was smoking due to overload.
It didn't take long before he discovered the problem of throne stagnation and proposed a new plan. "Is this really OK?" Ron sighed.
He couldn't believe it and asked again with caution.
This time, Kaul didn't dare to make a promise, and his tone became much more serious: "Sir, this is probably the only way."
"It seems that this ending is inevitable..."
Ron closed his eyes in pain and finally made up his mind to make a choice.
That was a difficult choice.
From then on, I may have to sit at the same table with Xiaoma.
After he did a good job of building his mind, his consciousness went deep into the sub-space and contacted the emperor and his elders.
Ron was a little guilty.
Because he was going to do something "a traitor", that is, he asked the emperor to sit on the black throne as well.
Now with the power of the little sun, it cannot support the operation of the Black Throne at all. It can only make the Emperor work harder to replace him.
Can be realized through the repaired and adjusted sacred machinery version.
This is equivalent to letting the emperor sit on two thrones in one butt.
Double toilet.
No matter how you look at it, you have some heretic behavior and are a great filial piety.
…
Chaos subspace.
In the high-latitude spatial area, the sacred energy is still entangled and confronting the chaotic evil energy.
In this area without time and space, I don’t know how long the battle in the super-dimensional world lasted.
The emperor had fought countless battles with the three evil gods of Chaos, the Blood God, the Lord of Joy, and the Lord of Changes. The war between the power of faith and the concept was dazzling.
Such a terrible battle can make the psychic or high-level warriors who witness all this go crazy on the spot.
Puff--
Tsengqi turned into a black crow form covering the galaxy, abandoning most of his feathers before finally breaking away from the emperor's shackles.
He also suffered a lot of injuries.
At this time, a slightly weaker consciousness emerged in the area on the Emperor's side.
That is the savior of the Primros.
? ? ?
The sudden appearance of the savior made the emperor send a signal of inquiry.
He was a little confused. Isn't this kid controlling the Black Throne? How could he suddenly appear here? !
"Emperor, I have something to look for you..."
Ron's little sun had a ghostly attitude, hesitating how to say this thing.
You can't tell the emperor directly that I've messed up the black throne, and the cracks in the curtain cannot be repaired. Now I have to ask you to sit on the black toilet, right? !
And that doesn't guarantee success, the risk is extremely high.
The Lord of Changes, Tsengqi, had been thrusting in his heart when he saw the arrival of the savior.
Suddenly I felt something was wrong.
He was very confused. The Black Throne had nothing to do with him, right?
In order not to be involved with the unlucky guy from the Savior of Hope Primrose, He withdrew all the conspiracies about the Black Throne.
No interference was made.
The Lord of Changes came here and couldn't help but watch the chaotic war between the gods and enjoy some of the power of chaos and change.
Who would have thought that he would be beaten by the cursed person just after coming to watch and eat melons?
Just as the Lord of Changes hesitated whether to run away, the first sentence the Primros Savior said almost caused His heart to stop suddenly.
"Now there is an unfortunate news.
Due to the destruction of the Lord of Changes, the Black Throne failed to start. Fortunately..."
Ron's psychic message was only halfway through, and the emperor's anger erupted like a volcano. br>
Anger reached its limit.
Ga!
The Lord of Changes cried out in grief and ran away without looking back.
However, He was still one step late.
The golden flames turned into by the emperor rushed towards the Lord of Changes, and even the other two evil gods of Chaos avoided their edge.
Because they have never seen such an angry cursed person.
If it was considered as a knife fighting before, then the cursed person now would be like taking out a grenade, which is a way to kill together.
Who dares to stop this? !
"No, I have never interfered with the fate of the Savior. It was an unpredictable accident in the vortex of the universe!"
The black shadow of the Lord of Changes was struggling wildly, and had no idea of facing the battle.
This is the most wronged thing that He has ever encountered in his endless life.
However, the emperor did not listen to the defense of this changeless master at all, but just blindly outputted it.
The other two Chaos Evil Gods who were watching changed their faces and retreated to a safe area.
The Blood God and the Lord of Joy also wanted to go up and help, but they were not sure whether their opponent was willing to go forward, so they hesitated for a moment.
After all, once you get hurt, you will give your opponent the advantage.
But such a high-dimensional battle, the opportunity is fleeting.
At the time they were hesitating, the Lord of Changes had turned into a roasted bird, and finally escaped back to the crystal maze at the cost of leaving a pair of dark wings.
He was seriously injured in nature and was directly lost.
The Blood God Warrior Kabanha, who sold blood and swept the list to reward the Blood God Warrior under his command, lost more than ten times more. The power of change he had seized over the years was wasted.
The Blood God and the Lord of Joy did not dare to continue to approach the cursed one when they saw the tragic situation of the Lord of Changes.
The emperor still maintained an angry posture.
He also paid a lot of money in this battle.
But that was worth the effort, he had to choose a slightly weak Chaos Evil God as the target of shock.
Let the other Chaos Evil Gods not dare to act rashly.
The arrival of the Savior is just an introduction to the incitement.
Although the emperor is powerful, he is not confident to deal with all the evil gods of chaos at the same time.
So for thousands of years, the emperor has been using the suspicion and fear among the chaotic gods, and at the same time paying more than his ability to maintain his invincible attitude.
It has also created the image of a reckless man or the king of darkness who will fight with whoever comes.
To shock the gods.
In the private realm of consciousness, the emperor restored his human form.
The human emperor looked at the Savior with a gentle look and smiled.
This ending is also within his expectations.
In other words, he had already made all his psychological preparations for humanity.
"Old man..."
Ron looked at the golden body and the human wise master in front of him, and his heart became heavier.
Now this human emperor is going to endure more pain on the throne for the sake of humanity.
Before he could say anything, he felt the change in his soul.
The emperor's huge soul energy is injecting into the cloned body with the help of sacred machinery, slowly squeeze out his soul consciousness and endure the erosion of the throne on his behalf.
Then move towards an unknown fate.
Next to the Black Throne.
Ron woke up with his primordial body.
He looked at the gradually reviving clone on the throne, and his emotions were a little complicated:
"It must be successful this time, Lao Khan and I are still waiting to take care of our health with you. Where…”
(This chapter ends)