Chapter 1227: Violent Death in Chat Group

First of all, the sacred temple, the huge and glorious building, the corridor illuminated by the holy light, and even the wide square courtyard, even the fountain and the gorgeous bedroom...

Like heaven.

Countless rare treasures, luxurious life and countless loyal servants...

Every moment, pious hymns are heard from churches everywhere. Priests in white are studying the essence of the Hadith in libraries, squares, statues or under the shade of trees. Solemn guards and colossi patrolled the streets and walls, guarding the eternal sanctuaries and paradises.

Viewed from the perspective of a predatory angel, the splendid interior of the Holy Gospel Seat is clearly visible.

Of course, there are more... the mysterious and creeping secret chambers of flesh and blood under the sacred temple, the countless skeletons buried under the huge and glorious building, and even the plasma filled with bright flowers in the courtyard, and the faces of the slaves being stitched up by the mortician's skillful hands. thin lines, and the strange and ubiquitous whispers in the air and in the holy light.

The holiness and darkness seem to be constantly rotating between the two sides, which makes people dizzy after looking at it for a long time.

And those are just fleeting glimpses in the memory of the source of matter. Among the records left by the hunting angels, there are more daily pious praises, the Holy Communion ceremony during prayer, the holy oil received during recuperation, and the activities in the arena. How to maintain the weapon after fighting, and the daily self-flagellation asceticism...

Everything was witnessed and witnessed with his eyes, and even the sensory signals of the body were recorded in detail by the chip in the skull.

The activation chip, which looks like body tissue, is completely a sample of the blood, flesh and essence of the captive on the spot, using the materials cultivated by his own body, and even integrated into the essence and soul, ensuring anonymity to the greatest extent. , and also lost most of its functions.

Even if it is fully activated, it may only be able to perform some cognitive distortions according to the predetermined settings.

The Eye of Reality inserted into the skull performed its duties perfectly, silently recording and saving data.

Such a boring life seems to go on day after day.

Until suddenly one day, after finishing his recuperation, the Prey Angel, who had finally fully recovered, heard a roar in the distance, and an unprecedented shock swept through the Holy See of the Gospel.

Even Sacrifice Tian faintly felt the shaking.

Soon, with the counterattack of Xingjing, orders from the top were issued, mobilizing his team to head towards the Ascension Heaven.

When he saw this, Huai Shi focused all his attention, wanting to see clearly what the core of the entire Gospel Holy See looked like.

But through the chip's recording, all that could be seen was a thick fog that was so thick that no outline could be seen.

Pieces of heavy fog covered most of the interior, separated by layers, like a white cloth covering an unfinished building. It was so dense that it even blocked the daylight, making the world closest to the rancher cold. Darken.

Under the guidance of the Angel of Punishment, they set up defenses everywhere.

But that strange branch is more like a guard than a defense.

Guarding the interior of the mist.

It's like I'm staring at something... It's extremely confusing.

The predatory angel possessed by the chip faithfully carried out his mission, staring intently at the surging fog in front of him, until there was another roar in the distance.

The Deep Space Legion pressed the button.

Activate ‘Call’.

In a moment of trance, a ray of blue light flashed behind the eyes of the predatory angel, and then countless programs were filled with soul and will, correcting cognition and thinking from the inside out.

The force burned his brain and eliminated most of the instinct to resist.

Then, under the analysis of the preset program, he left his position, walked straight into the heavy fog, and followed the source of the strange sound.

Like a migratory bird that has separated from its flock, it staggers forward.

After walking forward for an unknown amount of time, the faint sound turned into an earth-shattering roar.

The earth was trembling, rhythmically pulsing, causing ripples on the smooth marble floor.

In the mist filled with pungent stench, flying snow kept falling.

But that's not flying snow, it's a little bit of black dust that looks like mold.

When the familiar smell followed the record and reached the tip of Huai Shi's nose, he already had an ominous premonition. But when the strong wind blew away the last fog, what he saw made his pupils shrink. picture!

A glorious tower that leads straight to the deepest part of the sky.

So solemn.

But at this moment, the pure white shell was covered with gray-black dust. In the center of the tower, beneath the shells that have not been hoisted or embedded, what emerges is a heavy steel structure.

Behind the open gate of the tower, one could see the huge furnace slowly operating, emitting a buzzing sound that blended into the hymn that filled the world.

What is even more conspicuous is the busy and noisy construction site in the distance.

Under the supervision and urging of the Angel of Punishment, the rickety trolls and slaves were carrying out construction nervously and hurriedly. The towering hanging towers were combined with spells to lift huge structures forged from bones and blood. It was installed into the interior of the giant tower... just like installing the internal organs of a giant, making it slowly return to completeness.

Just below the tower, you can see a rickety dwarf wearing a pitch-black round-brimmed hat, stepping on a huge steam armor and shouting angrily at the slave workers below.

"Hurry up, hurry up! If we can't meet the construction deadline, you bastards will all die!"

The strange steam armor spits out thick black smoke, and on the chest, shoulders and legs is the LOGO of Yongshi Group...

And just under the tower, strange lights were rising in the strange halls. From time to time, one smooth limb after another surges out of it. And strange elves with charming expressions were flying between the halls, wearing black, purple or bright red holy crowns on their heads.

One, two, three...

Each hall exudes a terrifying aura that belongs exclusively to the ruler.

What made Huai Shi even more stunned was...the vast majority of those irrefutable signs of changes in source material and signs of disaster pointed to the same superior person.

Bo Xun! ! !

As for the others, Huai Shi is completely indistinguishable...

No matter how frightened and shaken the information before him was to Huai Shi, to the predatory angels with mechanized minds, it was no different from ordinary scenery.

After ensuring a safe distance and gathering more clues, it turned around and staggered away.

Passing through many defenses along the way, relying on his identity as a hunting angel, he passed through the defenses, with a rigid expression shrouded under the golden mask. Finally, he crossed the cliff, fell into the clouds and mist of the lower world, and landed in the wilderness of the Sacrificial Sky. .

When, across a long distance, it came true on the death row prisoner in the present situation, his position had also been captured by the curse master guarding outside.

Through the chip's chaos calculation and analysis, the number of enemies and everything seen was compared with the host's own common sense, and finally, a preliminary conclusion was drawn.

Before falling, the last source of essence in the broken soul had been thrown into the chip, transforming into a curse representing the highest alarm!

Curse itself.

The same symptoms also appeared on the stand-in puppets specially made by the technical department using the host's flesh and blood.

If so, the signal is conveyed.

Next, there is a long wait.

Due to the severe damage to the body, the records became fragmented, and he gradually became drowsy and dreamy.

The last recorded scene was of the dying Prey Angel kneeling on the ground, allowing the recovery team to come forward, cut off his head, and put it into a box.

The record has since been discontinued.

And it only takes a moment to read Huai Shi.

But what he gained in this moment took him several times the time to digest.

Whether it is the purgatory workshop owner from the Eternal Group or the remnants of Bo Xun, or even the strange buildings they built in the Ascension Heaven...

Even though the appearance and structure are completely different.

But the moment the outline appeared in his eyes, it already aroused Huai Shi's instinctive hatred!

To be precise, it was the reaction of the Blade of Resentment...

Although I have never seen it before, an unprecedented killing intent surges from the violently vibrating blade, as if unforgettable hatred has been awakened!

It brought Huai Shi the only answer.

That is the shadow that has long been engraved in the souls of all the kings of casters. It was the culprit that once completely mechanized the Twilight Land, and the perpetual motion machine that tortured countless casters for a hundred thousand years.

——Eternally frozen furnace heart!

No, after such a long time, for the workshop owner, I am afraid that the permanently frozen furnace core is already a product of the previous generation.

Besides, with the power of ranchers, it is a joke to stubbornly restore backward models.

What is recorded in the chip will only be the tip of the iceberg, and the complete part will only be more complex and larger... and at the same time, even more terrifying!

So, since it is filled with many rulers and power, why is it so passive under the current attack?

And why is a power mechanism with a new type of perpetual motion machine still 'stranded' here under the blockade of the border defense front?

Are they crazy?

Or... the Holy See of the Gospel is here specifically to 'send' it? !

Yes, it's like a bomb in a gift box...

Huaishi was already sweating profusely the moment this horrifying suspicion emerged from her heart.

The entire Gospel Holy See, the activated hell they saw, the endless predatory angels, and even the rulers... might all be a trap for the ranchers!

If it weren't for the fact that the wartime situation absolutely did not allow running away without orders, Huai Shi would have already started running away with his subordinates and a large group of people. Well, before I leave, I have to tidy up and get rid of all the kobolds and then brush up on my meritorious resume...

Sometimes, some skills will be a bit troublesome if you have high skill points. Every time you encounter this, you can't help but have a lot of dark thoughts running around in your mind.

And just after Huai Shi confirmed the seriousness of the intelligence, the channel fell into silence.

Only Schleiden said something incomprehensible:

"Be prepared."

Just when Huaishi was slightly stunned, there were sudden fluctuations in his soul, as if someone in the distance was calling his name. Some invisible gravity pulled on his consciousness, making him involuntarily... fall!

What hits you is a gorgeous and surging silver-white ocean!

The shadow of a huge chessboard emerged from the ocean.

Immediately afterwards, Huai Shi fell into it.

Seeing this scene, Huaishi felt less panic and his eyes lit up, full of expectations of country people entering the city.

I'm coming!

The legendary ‘death chat group’ within the Astronomical Society!

It is said that there is a non-existent conference room inside the bureau - it is built in the sea of ​​silver. It can directly pull the reflection of the target's soul into it by relying on the remaining calibration objects.

And more importantly, it ignores vacations and weekends, and doesn't care whether your body is healthy or not, helping you to work overtime anytime, anywhere, and the most frightening thing is, no matter how long you work there, no matter how much you want to die, just open your eyes. After opening your eyes, you will be surprised to find that only a few seconds have passed!

You can continue to work overtime again...

What kind of fucking nightmare is this?

At this moment, on the chessboard of the Sea of ​​Silver, projections appeared one after another, but unlike Huai Shi, they were all sitting in their respective seats.

When he looked up from below, he could only see a few faint shadows.

However, he did not deliberately hide it from Huai Shi. He could distinguish acquaintances through their outlines, such as the heads of various departments in the bureau, the heads of the major genealogies, and even the man next to him who was waving to him crazily for fear that he would not be able to see it. The guy...who else could it be besides Russell?

Although Huaishi usually disliked the existence of the old bastard, when she saw Russell at this moment, she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and felt an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

Although Lao Yin was defeated and killed, who wouldn't want to have someone on his side?

Especially a gold-certified legend like Russell.

Just sitting there will make people feel - this is guaranteed!

Then, everyone started the work process in a familiar way.

No pleasantries, no greetings, no wordiness.

Without even wasting time by talking to Huai Shi, his memories related to the Gospel Holy Seat had already flown out on their own, and appeared in the air piece by piece.

Huaishi couldn't help but admire.

This is called professionalism!

But then, under the solemn scrutiny of all the participants, the first thing that sounded was the tragic screams from the praisers.

On the screen, the sluggish crown wearer kept squirming, his face distorted, and he cried in terror under the suppression of a group of kobolds.

"Gu, kill me! No, come in, oh oh, I'm going to burst..."

Dead silence.

A long dead silence.

Huai Shi's smile froze on her face.

The figures behind the long table also fell into a daze. They stared at the strange thing in front of them with wide eyes. They couldn't help but rub their eyes. It was so weird. Take another look!

Is it so exciting?

And, little brother, something seems wrong with you?

But when I think about the genealogy of the Kingdom of Heaven...

It doesn’t seem that outrageous anymore!

"...Uh, cough."

Yegor coughed awkwardly: "I think this section can be skipped."

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