Chapter 509 Aztimo: I gradually understand everything
In front of the crystal coffin, Wayne held Monica in his arms. He skillfully calmed the black cat with explosive hair.
Monica has always been in a semi-free range state and is very courageous. There is no word 'stress' in the dictionary. After a brief surprise, she quickly calmed down.
Stare! x2
Yulia stood beside Wayne, rubbing his head on Wayne's head while curiously looking at the crystal coffin in front of him.
"Master, who is this elegant lady? Is she dead?"
"Well, in a sense, the goddess of death has always been dead." Wayne complained.
"What, she is the goddess of death?!"
Yulia was shocked, and then suddenly realized: "No wonder she looks familiar, it turns out to be the goddess who gave me life. Remember, it's her Forged me with your own hands."
"Is there a possibility that she is you...forget it, just be happy."
There were too many flaws, and it would be a waste of time to spit them out one by one. Wayne patted Yulia's head and let her lean against the crystal coffin. At the same time, he grabbed Monica's paw and pressed it against it.
“Resurrection, my goddess!”
Wayne doesn’t know much about how to awaken the goddess, so let’s try the simplest method.
In order to increase the success rate, I even shouted loudly.
Facts have proved that simplicity is the most effective, and people sometimes cannot think too much.
The moment he touched the crystal coffin, Yulia swayed, snorting continuously, and said wiltedly: "Master, I may be cursed, I feel like something is missing in my body."< br>
What does it mean that something is missing? Aren’t you the incarnation of the goddess?
Wayne looked down at Monica in his arms, who squinted her eyes and purred, almost falling asleep.
“It turns out that this is not a complete incarnation, but another way of lodging...”
Wayne scratched the black cat's head, pressing and loosening his fingers, using the soul-draining technique, which made Monica roll her eyes with pleasure.
Thinking about it, Monica became ordinary because she lost something and looked no different from a normal black cat.
If something is wrong, you will know after you try it.
If a cat is killed, it will die!
The original Monica had the characteristics of immortality and would affect the memories of people around her. Except for Alston who held the ancient silver coins and Wayne who held the shadow nightmare, Monica changed every aspect of Landau Manor. The memory of a living person.
Including the loyal shit shoveler Megan.
It's different now. As long as Wayne exerts a little force, Monica will...
No force at all.
Experiments cost money, whether it’s a cat’s life or a black cat. Monica is so cute, so Wayne would be crazy to try it.
Wouldn’t it be finished if he really passed away!
Two 'objects' that Wayne could not understand entered Aztimo's body, and the latter's eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes were about to open slowly.
But no.
Still not awake.
“What is missing?”
Wayne was extremely puzzled, put Monica on Yulia’s back, patted the horse’s butt and asked her to play with Ronye.
He stared at Aztimo in the crystal coffin, his thoughts soaked in it, trying to communicate with the silent mind.
If the goddess refuses to wake up because her shape has changed, he advises her to be more open-minded. In this life, you will always meet a few best friends who are good at backstabbing. Ednis will forget about her best friends when she has a man. It is a very reasonable and logical behavior.
Waibi Waibi spoke for a long time, but received no response, but Aztimo's body had awakened, and an indescribable momentum slowly rose.
Like an angry volcano, about to erupt in front of Wayne.
Wayne smelled the breath of anger, but he did not panic at all. The pollution was irreversible. He was very confident in the essence of his life. Aztimo had already taken his shape, and there was no possibility of turning back.
At this moment, Wayne felt the changes in the Kingdom of Hades, and wisps of aura gathered from all corners of the Kingdom of Hades.
The gray mist spun into bundles, generated from the twelve floors of the underworld, including the heart of nature, and jumped directly to this place. It was not injected into the crystal coffin, but gathered to the black throne.
In just a few breaths, a hazy shadow solidified, his eyes opened, and he looked at the three figures standing outside the hall.
After a brief confusion, his eyes caught Monica and Yulia, and their entire faces were hard to look at for a moment.
Sensing the changes in the crystal coffin and the innocent-looking Wayne standing in front of the crystal coffin, the murderous intent in his silver-gray eyes surged, and a chill that reached deep into the soul swept down and enveloped the entire Hades Kingdom. Freeze all souls.
Ronye and the other three were about to bow down to worship their goddess, but because their souls were frozen, they were all disconnected and frozen.
“Hiss, it’s so cold!”
Cold sweat dripped from Wayne’s forehead, and he was really sweating this time.
Counting countless rabbits, Aztimo divided his thoughts into several channels, leaving behind the thoughts kept by Ronye, Shukla and Idnis. There are two more copies in the country.
One part is hidden in the main body, and the other part is scattered on the throne of God and every corner of the underworld.
The part of the body was contaminated by Wayne, and the part on the throne was...
Aztimo floated up from the throne, looking at himself in the crystal coffin whose color had changed greatly, his face was expressionless, his eyes were The killing intent soared as if it were real.
When I woke up, the transformation was not completed and was still contaminated.
Aztimo couldn’t figure it out and didn’t understand what went wrong.
After thinking about it for a moment, it seems that something went wrong somewhere.
Her knight, her saint, her god, and her best friend all betrayed her, handing over their thoughts and incarnations to the void life that jumped out of nowhere.
The most outrageous thing is that this void life possesses a shadow nightmare and is her knight walking in the world.
Aztimo was angry, confused, and extremely aggrieved. His murderous eyes were locked on Wayne: "You are my knight, why did you betray me?"
Wayne He kept wiping his sweat and expressed a sense of grievance on his face: "Goddess, is there a possibility that I am waking you up?"
Do you call this waking up?
I see that you are clearly preparing to rebel!
Aztimo's mind flashed, and a will triggered the Kingdom of the Underworld, depriving Wayne of his identity as a death knight, making him unable to use the Shadow Nightmare and all information laws related to death.
The effect is average. Wayne is not an ordinary void life. The death information eaten by the Book of Greed is not controlled by Aztimo. And because of the terrifying nature of life, Wayne's body forms a world of its own. After the power of the country was swallowed up by him, Aztimo could not get it back.
The only thing she can do is to take back the shadow nightmare.
The goddess was shocked.JPG
"You are not a creature of the void. What are you, and why does the darkness do this?"
"Idnis asked me to wake you up. The doomsday judgment is coming, and it's time for you to wake up." Wayne backhand A scapegoat was thrown at the dean, causing the already endangered best friend's boat to capsize.
At first glance, it sounds like Ednis is the mastermind behind everything. She planned and dominated everything.
Hearing the words, Aztimo paused and murmured: "I didn't tell her the truth because I had to rely on Ye Lian's power, and she didn't like Ye Lian..."
< br>"Even so, she shouldn't harm me..."
After a brief period of confusion, Aztimo looked at Wayne with murderous intent, waved his hand, took out a sickle from the void, and cut it down at Wayne's location.
The transparent ripples dipped into the void and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Wayne sensed the changes in the space of Hades and teleported to avoid it.
After landing, a crack spread from the waist, and the waist became two parts. The two groups of white foam collapsed and tried to reorganize into one, but they could not be integrated into one due to some invisible barrier.
Crash!
The foam squirmed, and the two Waynes stood up, their big eyes widening.
“It’s amazing, I’ve obviously dodged it.”
“It’s conceptual death. Once separated, we can’t fuse. We can’t go back.”
"Great, I'm free, and I will be Wayne from now on!"
"Haha, what kind of person are you? Call me Wayne like me." Wayne curled his lips, his mind flickered, and he would be disobedient. The clone was corrupted into a ball of mud.
His form is not important, and where his thoughts are is not important. The Book of Greed is the key.
Without access to the Book of Greed, no matter how many pieces Aztimo cuts him into, there will always be only one of him.
Looking at the strange scene, Aztimo's heart sank immediately. The void life that could pollute her was indeed not that simple. He was extremely curious about where Idnis found the freak.
At this time, Aztimo lost part of the authority of the Kingdom of the Underworld, more than 90% of his thinking, and his body. Although he still has unlimited possibilities in the Kingdom of God, he is extremely weak compared to his heyday.
The worst thing is that the transformation was interrupted. This sleep was not only a heavy loss, but also a waste of time.
I already want to die! .
Wayne's body squirmed, a big eyeball opened on his chest, the Pale Knight crossed his hands, and two quadruple rocket launchers bulged from his back.
Boom! boom! boom!
The Eternal Palace shook, the terrifying destructive power destroyed the space, and the entire twelve floors shook violently.
To prevent Ronye and other onlookers from being harmed, Wayne deflected the space, threw them all out, closed the door on the twelfth floor, and faced the goddess of death suspended in mid-air.
Aztimo watched this scene with an expressionless face and did not stop Wayne from protecting the traitors. He said coldly: "The traitors will definitely die. You can't protect them. When I kill you, I will crush their souls with my own hands. "
"Aztimo, times have changed. You have been sleeping for too long. Before you say anything harsh, check the environment. This is your home court and my home court."
The pale knight's eyeballs shrank suddenly, and the space on the twelfth floor slowly melted. Countless white foam dripped from the sky, washing the sky and the earth like a heavy rain.
Aztimo was in the rain, but the foam that distorted the space could not touch her at all. She could not take back the power from Wayne's body, but she had the power herself. The Kingdom of Hades was forged by her, and she did not want to touch it. No matter, energy, information, thinking, etc., anything could touch her.
The condescending eyes were full of mockery, mocking Wayne for not understanding gods at all, and said coldly: "When Idnis threw you in, didn't she tell you what gods were?"
"No, because she herself is afraid..."
The Pale Knight told the truth. In Aztimo's angry sight, foam crazily poured into the crystal coffin, and her pale body lifted up from the coffin, slowly Slowly suspended in mid-air.
On the ground, the Pale Knight decayed and withered.
Wayne transferred to Aztimo's body, raised his hand and touched his chest: "The kingdom of Hades now has half of you and half of me. You can't expel me, and I can't do anything to you, but your The body and most of the mind are already in my shape. I can accompany you forever. When are you going to surrender?"
"Tell me, why is Ednis doing this!" Aztimo spoke angrily. Because she thinks we are having an affair, and as her best friend, you secretly slept with her boyfriend. She is so angry that she doesn't want you anymore.
Wayne shook his head in silence. The truth was too outrageous. He himself felt that he had been wronged, so he would not let Aztimo be wronged along with him.
“Speak, tell me!”
“Aztimo, stop wasting your time and return to your physical body. Isn’t this a path of evolution?”
Wayne said with Aztimo's face: "It was purely an accident to contaminate you. To apologize, I can promise you some unreasonable demands. Let's sit down and have a good talk. Just say what you want." < br>
Aztimo did not say anything, but waved the death scythe in his hand, causing invisible waves to flicker, splitting his body in two.
The foam squirmed, and the two 'Aztimo' stood up, using practical actions to prove to Aztimo that she was shaped by Wayne and could never go back.
Crack!
One of the 'Aztimo' turned into black mud and melted.
Wayne controlled the body of the goddess, his legs melted, and his entire body was pale. Under the elegant female curves, a vertical line split on the raised chest, and a big eye slowly opened.
Hiss!
On the twelfth floor of the sky, the pale sky was torn apart, and a huge magic eye looked down.
A murmur rose in Aztimo's heart, and tentacles emerged from the gaps in the void, spreading to reality and penetrating into every corner.
The ancient will invades the depths of the listener's thinking, like an invisible twisted hand, slowly tearing apart the tapestry of reason, spreading terrifying information in an incomprehensible language that can shake reason and change life. quantity.
Every byte carries indescribable power, provoking the limits of Aztimo's cognition, directly forming a tremor in her mind, making her want to refuse but not knowing how.
I was shocked and thought it made sense.
How evil!
Aztimo wanted to refuse, but could not suppress her desire to listen. Her mind conveyed her desire to listen for a while longer.
Just for a while, it will never pass away.
With the loss of reason, the whispers in the ears became more distant and clearer. The voice seemed to come from the depths of the seabed hundreds of millions of years ago, or from the farthest corner of the universe. With a damp, cold, corrupt breath, it passed through the endless darkness and void, penetrated the barriers of time and space, outlined a pale universe in front of Aztimo, and guided her to a path of evolution.
Deformed space, twisted universe, moist stars exuding chaos and chaos, as well as the vague outlines of ancient gods, indescribable visions flashed one after another, hinting at a truth about the universe that is far beyond the scope of human understanding.
Not just human magicians, this is an unknown universe that even the gods have never set foot on.
Aztimo was in a trance, and she began to question her own death, but soon she saw herself in the twisted universe.
The concept of death is extremely far-reaching, and she is a part of it. As the camera zooms out, the concept of death is only a part of the universe.
As the ocean of pale tentacles poured in, the twisted latitudes pulled time and space, allowing her vision to move forward beyond the speed of light, to the end of the pale universe.
Here, energy is distorted, matter decays, and information considered contaminated by the gods is correct.
The well-organized order of the underworld is the erroneous crystallization of falsehood and self-delusion. Under the guidance of whispers, the real death is hidden in the chaos at the end of the universe. In that pale end, there is a huge evil eye. Open slowly.
His!
With heart palpitations deep in his bones, Aztimo saw figures with empty eyes, blind worship and fear of the magic eye. Every pale face was exactly the same as hers.
She opened her eyes suddenly and woke up from the endless cycle of nightmares. She looked at the evil eye in the sky with a horrified expression, fearing that she would become a blind loyalist. She swung the death scythe wrapped with tentacles and slashed at it. ……
Hey, tentacles?
Aztimo froze on the spot, his slender body transformed, and the arm holding the scythe turned into a pale and moist tentacle.
The delicate and beautiful face melted. He opened his mouth to say something, but found that he had no mouth.
The blazing chest stirred wildly, split open with a hiss, four tentacles stretched out, and the white veins twisted and twisted, and together they pushed out a huge eyeball.
The pupils shrank and then expanded extremely. Looking at the world with these eyes, Aztimo found that he gradually understood everything.
Information that is usually avoided is extremely sweet at the moment. There is no need to worry about the consequences. You can learn it when you get it, and you can use it after you learn it.
In the boundless void, be it dragons or elves, all lives with numerical values cannot become eternal. Only the magic eye with no upper limit in numerical values is the ultimate life form.
There is a beauty of intensity!
“No, this is pollution!”
Aztimo looked at himself. If he was not careful, a large area of his thoughts was polluted, and the remaining thoughts were transformed into Pale color.
When everything turns white, she will no longer be her.
Aztimo divided himself decisively, and his uncontaminated thoughts came out independently, and then...
Hey, what he said makes sense!
Just one sentence, it will never pass away.
The Demonic Eye is condescending, overlooking Aztimo who is constantly struggling below. The latter abandons his polluted thinking. After his rational thinking becomes independent, he enters the listening state again, abandons it, and listens again, for dozens of times. .
After the last cut, Aztimo got rid of the 'reasonable' link. He looked at his remaining thoughts, then at the dozens of 'himself' walking around him, and then at the magic eye above his head. He closed his eyes and smiled bitterly.
"Why stop, you can completely turn me into your slave in one step!!"
At the end of the sentence, Yin teeth clenched tightly and enunciated the words very hard.
"It is not my intention to pollute you. You are sleeping too soundly. This is a great opportunity not to be missed..."
Wayne appeared in the body of an Aztimo and slowly Step by step came to her: "To express my apology, I can promise you some unreasonable demands. While you still have yourself and will not blindly worship me, tell me now!"
Haha, you are quite a nice person!
Aztimo sneered, unwilling to accept the humiliating terms, closed his eyes to sense the authority of the Kingdom of God, and made a prompt decision to ignite his thoughts.
If you can’t win, just blow yourself up!
Boom! ! !
The Kingdom of Hades failed to self-destruct, and the pale sea squirmed, flowing large amounts of black liquid to offset the impact.
The remaining thought of Aztimo successfully self-destructed, and he would rather die than be enslaved. Unfortunately, this thought was limited. It was contaminated by the magic eye a second before the explosion, and was thrown back after the explosion.
Aztimo: (╥﹏╥)
Even if you want to die, she is back.
The demonic eye in the sky is closed, and the boundless pale sea returns to the space gap of the underworld along the gap of space. The twelve layers are clean and refreshing, leaving no trace of pale color.
At least the surface is refreshing.
Wayne stood in front of Aztimo, opened his hands and took him into his arms. After the last bit of his thoughts integrated, he returned Aztimo's body.
The Pale Knight walked out from behind Aztimo, foam squirming, and wrapped in human skin.
Wayne rubbed his back, turned around and bowed to salute, put one hand on his chest, held Aztimo's catkin in his other hand, and gently kissed the fingertips on the back of his hand.
"My goddess, I am very honored to meet you. Your appearance is like the brightest morning star in the night sky, cutting through the darkness and guiding me to find the way forward."
" Don't mention darkness in front of me, the word I hate most now is darkness!" Aztimo said with a dark face.
"It makes sense!"
Wayne nodded and said respectfully: "Goddess, can I get up?"
The first god's dependent, the method of obtaining it is not very honorable, and face must be saved If you want to give it, you have to coax it.
Aztimo looked at herself and found that she had great authority and freedom. The damn, shameless, shameless master did not force her will, and her face improved a little.
Just a little, no more.
"My goddess, can I get up?"
"No, kneel down for me now!"
"..."x2
Wayne did not kneel down , rolled his eyes and straightened up.
Aztimo was furious and glared: "I just heard it. You said you would give me face and wanted to coax you to come."
"Yes, the coaxing is over."
Wayne turned and looked outside the hall. Ronye and other onlookers were still in a state of frozen souls. He looked around and saw Aztimo's angry eyes. He walked to the throne and sat down directly.
“Ah~~~”
Wayne looked relieved, and then said dissatisfied: “What’s going on? How come your throne is as painful as the Elohim? Your butt is hurt. Okay?"
Aztimo was stunned for a moment: "Have you...been to heaven?"
"Well, I have some status there. Basically, whatever I say, the angels will listen to me."
Wayne nodded, packed some of the memories, and forced them into Aztimo's mind. .
It’s a long story and too difficult to explain. Aztimo will read it himself.
"Holy Son?!"
Aztimo silently read all the memories, silently took two steps back, and said dryly: "You said before that to express your apology, you can express your regret to I promised some unreasonable demands, does it still count?”
In sporadic clips, Aztimo saw Hexiuno split into two parts, and deduced the paid plot through these playable images.
It’s terrible. This damn, shameless, shameless master is not a vain person at all. He is a human biological male with enhanced desires.
"Hey, I heard it all."
Wayne complained and said cheerfully: "Forget it, tell me all your requests. My character is still acceptable. What are your requests? Except for the ones that don’t work, everything else will work.”
As he finished speaking, Aztimo sighed and shook his head: “No, it’s all pointless struggle, as long as you agree to let me keep death. Just the face of the goddess is enough.”
"Really or not, don't think about it anymore?"
"No."
"Okay, come over and sit on the whip." Wayne patted his thigh.
“Well, I’d better think about it again.”
Aztimo tilted his head and looked to the side, ignoring Wayne’s call, and gritted his teeth and said: “My first request, That bitch of Ednis must be made like me!”
Wayne: (一`一)
Oh, the plot suddenly became interesting.
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