Chapter 227 Report?
Thinking of this, Hercules couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart. He couldn't help but raise his head slightly and look at the sky, as if he wanted to make some kind of eye contact with the being overlooking the entire dream world.
Then, Hercules couldn't help but reveal a self-deprecating, yet carefree smile on his face. He, who was naturally cheerful, even thought of his experiences in his previous two reincarnations.
If the observer has similar habits to the wizard, then he should observe his experimental subjects and write observation records. Maybe I will be humorous in his records... Well, maybe it will also appear a little ridiculous.
Hercules shook his head slightly, and then he slowly raised the Rubik's Cube, but his eyes seemed a little wandering, and even a bit of depression could be seen in his eyes.
After all, at the level of fourth-level wizards, they are completely different from low-level practitioners like them. When fighting against such existences, resistance or submission are of little significance.
Perhaps for a strong person at that level, many players, including himself, are snacks and pets that he keeps in captivity.
As "pets", their happiness and anger are simply insignificant. Perhaps in the eyes of that being, there is a different kind of beauty in them who are struggling so hard, and they can "please" Him more.
In this case, their struggle and self-rescue seem a bit ridiculous.
Thinking of this, Hercules no longer hesitated, but sent a somewhat dejected message to Lucian. In his opinion, those who can face the level of gods can only be opponents of the same level.
"Unfortunately, this place should be deep in the dream mezzanine. Even my aunt would have a hard time getting involved here, not to mention... my aunt doesn't know my current specific location."
Hercules shook his head. At this time, he was a little uninterested, and he had even begun to think about how to make his death a little more "hard" and disgust the being behind him who had some kind of bad taste.
"Captain... We have almost cleaned up the Demon Nest. If there are no other instructions, I will let the boys blast it." A squadron leader trotted towards Hercules and asked softly. , with uncontrollable joy on his face.
After all, Heracles had just left most of the profits within the Demon Nest to them. Although he said that he would share the profits with all his brothers, he could not bear the high value of the resources inside the Demon Nest. If they were all converted into money, everyone could probably share it. to three or four months’ salary.
This can be considered a windfall!
"Okay, you can just watch and deal with it." Hercules looked at the smiling squadron leader, but felt an indescribable fatigue in his heart.
He is now a little tired of this kind of playing house game.
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On the other side, Lucian couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he received this message from Hercules that seemed a bit confusing.
Only God can fight against God? Isn't this a very basic common sense?
Lucian frowned, not understanding the meaning behind Hercules' words at the first time. Hercules doesn't think our opponent is some kind of god, right?
Lucian's brows frowned slightly. After all, Count Thanasis had told him that there could not be players at the level of gods within the Real Land. Even the existence of the Real Land itself was a trap for hunting gods.
This place is definitely a restricted area for the gods, and perhaps the great sleeping being that Lucian spied on through the quill was involved behind the scenes.
Although the gods are great and immortal, in front of the kind of master who can support the prosperity of a civilization, the gods are just food and supplies. They cannot be truly fearless in the face of higher-level existences.
But... the strong man who actually constructed the existence of the Real Land probably wouldn't let a piece of fat slip away while he was dozing off, right?
Thinking of this, Lucian couldn't help but reveal a smirk on his face.
He turned over his hand and took out the special quill. According to the information described by Count Thanasis before, the main material of this quill is a feather from the terrifying master and the sleeping one. The master has some kind of special connection, so it is best not to use it to avoid being unintentionally watched or fed back by that being.
After all, the life gap between Lucian and that terrifying existence is really too big. Maybe the other person just turned over in a light sleep state or got angry when he woke up. For Lucian, it was a major crisis of a narrow escape.
But what if it is to remind that great being that snacks have arrived and can be eaten?
Thinking of this, Lucian was a little ready to take out his quill and write a real-name report letter to the sleeping master.
But at the last moment, Lucian still held back. After all, he didn't have the little tail of the god in his hand. And if you report it now, even if it really attracts the unintentional attention of the master, he may not be able to notice the god who is making trouble behind the scenes, and it is more likely to affect himself.
The first thing he has to do now is to stabilize Hercules, at least not to make his ally feel gloomy and depressed.
Thinking of this, Lucian picked up the Communication Cube, and after hesitating for a moment, he edited a message to Hercules.
Lucian: Don't worry about him. As long as I can get the real information about that existence or get a breath or a token of him, I'm sure I can deal with him.
On the other side, Hercules, who was still in despair, blinked when he received this message from Lucian.
Does Lucian have a way to deal with a god?
Are you kidding me?
It's like an ant threatening to kill the owner who feeds them on its own.
But Hercules' expression soon became solemn. After all, he and Lucian had signed a strict contract, and there was no way Lucian could lie to him about this matter.
In other words, does the other party really have this ability?
Thinking of this, Hercules' heart became hot again, and at the same time, he felt that there seemed to be an extra layer of mystery on Lucian.
He doesn't even seem to understand the Wizards' Council. The wizards organization he joined before must not be very popular, so what is his method of dealing with gods?
You know, even the gods dare not guarantee that they are confident enough to deal with another god, but Lucian said that he is sure?
Could it be that he wanted to violate the oath in this way and burn himself to death with the flame of the oath?
There seems to be nothing wrong with doing this. After all, cremation is more dignified, and there seems to be a tragic heroic romance contained in it... Hercules's mind was confused, and after hesitating again and again, he still held on to the last glimmer of hope and replied to Lucian with a message. .
Hercules: Still alive?
(End of chapter)