Chapter 870 Material Sorrow

The bomb that Tong Ji suddenly threw was a bit too big. It shocked Huai Shi's head, and she didn't react for a long time.

Just listening to her joking tone and description, it is not difficult to imagine a scene where a group of madmen with unsatisfied desires push the entire reality to the edge of the cliff in order to go further.

But after knowing so much and experiencing so much for so long, why can't Huai Shi understand the difficulties and pain involved?

Being a tool is painful, and being born a tool is even more painful.

Especially since he had a choice. He knew what he stood for, and he chose to bear it in order not to disappoint those who believed in him.

For the sake of happiness for myself and more people.

He felt from the bottom of his heart that this was a meaningful thing.

But how can a being born with a refrigerator, a color TV, a microwave oven and a refrigerator resist his own destiny?

Live by destiny, die by destiny.

It can only be said to be pitiful.

None of the thousand years of life and endless authority belongs to him. No matter how violently the human side expresses itself, it is difficult to resist the prophecy of doomsday.

Everything has an end.

People will die, vegetation will wither, gods will fall, and even the present state will one day run out of life and fall into the abyss. The three goddesses of destiny who had foreseen all this had long since turned into withered bones, and the dust and the cobwebs they had woven were buried in the darkness.

Who can't resist fate?

Isn’t this why tools like sublimators, skills like alchemy, and even the miracles in this world come from?

But the result was collective sinking, all resistance fell into nothingness, and only the screams and howls of death echoed in hell...

This is bound to be a tragedy.

Although there were many doubts and questions, thousands of thoughts kept popping up in his mind, and Huai Shi had no way to ask.

We can only suppress this problem first and put it aside.

It took a long time to calm down.

I started to think about the next strategy again.

With these four points of divinity provided by the temple, the originally stretched funds suddenly became much more abundant, but Huai Shi was not in a hurry to redeem himself in the ghost period.

Five Pages combined into an Angry Ax, on the one hand, due to insufficient source material and empty foundation, and on the other hand, because the existence of the incarnation of Anger is too large, only five souls can support its structure.

According to Huai Shi's estimation, if you want to condense the incarnation of the Spear of Compassion, you may need about three ghost periods of yourself.

With Huaishi's combat power of level 1 and level 3, the price of three points of divinity can be said to be of high quality and low price.

But six points of divinity are still not enough, and one more round needs to be accumulated.

Saving for another round is the most ideal option, but the reality may not be that ideal. Wouldn't it be bad if Publius or Garland were lined up in the next round?

Not to mention the two of them, they would probably feel numb when meeting He Di Huai Shi.

It has been three rounds. With the ability of the former Chief Helios, I don’t know how many versions of the abnormal spirits under his command have been iterated. Anger incarnate may not be able to handle it.

Moreover, even if the destructive power of the incarnation of anger exceeds his expectations, and is even more exaggerated than the limit of his imagination, it still has flaws.

It only has one.

To be precise, there is only one axe, which can be used to chop people with self-discipline.

The tactics are too monotonous.

This is Helios. The alchemists who are still alive and kicking are not ordinary people. Their inheritance and origin are completely different, and they have brought too many changes. If you are not careful, they will fall off. Into the gutter.

Therefore, this round must first spend divinity to make up for one's own shortcomings.

If you want to stabilize your situation in the ever-changing battle, you cannot rely on one trick that is popular all over the world, but must develop in an all-round way.

In this case, there is very little scope to consider.

Huai Shi flipped through his exchange list, carefully thinking about each item, and began to eliminate them one by one.

Unconsciously, time passes.

Just when Huaishi felt dizzy and couldn't help but sigh, she suddenly felt something furry jump onto her pants and crawl up.

It's fish balls.

The little white mouse's eyes widened, and he squeaked a few times, holding a small rice ball in his hand.

The aroma of soup is thick in the air.

The call of the skeleton came from the workshop behind: "Agou, it's time to eat!"

Huaishi couldn't help rolling her eyes: "I told you, it's Huaishi, not Agou!"

"Okay, okay, you people are really complicated now."

The skeleton sat on his trolley and came out with two bottles in his arms: "Guess what? I found my little three-wheeler! And the wine I brewed!"

Huaishi was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect the skeleton to have such ability.

Also, the contestants have to stay in their own area, and the audience is not allowed to leave either. Of course, they can go wherever they want, especially now that Helios is much safer.

Huaishi smelled the smell and found that most of the pork fan was stewed tonight, and the pure white soup was filled with all kinds of messy things.

I don’t know which laboratory in Helios it got the wool from.

But after getting used to hell cuisine, he, a cooking demon, didn't care about this. He immediately took a spoonful and tasted it. The soup was incredibly mellow, with a spicy taste and a strong aroma.

I couldn't help but move my index finger.

The skeleton happily poured amber wine into the horn cup, handed over a cup, picked up his own cup, and touched Huai Shi boldly.

"cheers!"

After that, he drank it down and poured it all over his own frame.

Huai Shi was speechless for a while.

It is unimaginable that if this was Publius' true nature, how the once generous and friendly Grand Master could go to the cruel point of sacrificing everyone.

But the matter has come to this, Huaishi has already looked at the skeleton and Publius separately, and doesn't think too much about it.

Now raise a glass and drink.

He was stunned for a moment and his eyes widened.

The amber wine is so sweet that one almost swallows the tongue. It flows into the throat like dancing honey, instantly invigorating one.

And as the drunkenness rose, he couldn't help but reveal a relaxed and happy smile.

In an instant, those heavy shadows and solemn battles were forgotten by him.

Forgetting all the worries, I took the lead in waving the fork.

Eat, eat, eat!

Under the light of the candlelight, he talked and laughed with the skeleton, and ate happily.

Thus began the feast of just two people and a mouse.

So enjoyable.

Time seems to have slowed down, slowed down, and stopped under the firelight here.

In the distance, beside the throne of the Sunmaker.

Tong Ji's figure quietly emerged.

She leaned against the seat, held her chin, and quietly looked at the cheerful figure, then smiled silently.

Watching quietly.

After drinking and eating, Huaishi had that dream again.

The world in the dream is still desolate and gloomy, and the birds and beasts are pitiful and silent.

Only the haggard man supported his horse and wandered between the worlds, confiding and pleading over and over again, and finally came to Huai Shi again.

A hoarse plea.

"Please, mourn for him..."

Huai Shi smiled.

No, it’s not Huaishi.

It’s the body in which Huaishi lives, the perspective from which Huaishi glimpses... The real owner of this dream smiled.

Looking at the humble appearance of the visitor.

No words were spoken.

Just a teasing, mocking, cold, cruel, chuckle.

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When Huai Shi woke up from her dream again, the countdown had reached the end again.

The mighty bell rang.

The divine radiance pours down from the sun.

In front of Huai Shi, the fog suddenly broke, and a four-sided obelisk covered with cuneiform characters slowly emerged and rose. After thousands of years of inheritance, the afterglow and favor of the gods still remain here.

On top of the obelisk, on the platform that resembled an inverted pyramid, there was only one high-backed chair. The old lady on the chair raised her eyes and looked at Huai Shi.

The height actually faintly exceeded the Huaishi line.

Ms. Irma is an alchemist from Egypt and the priestess of the Cat God.

Her expression was serious and dignified, but without any malice or ridicule.

He looked at Huai Shi solemnly.

"Mr. Huaishi, I have long admired your name."

Irma was the first to speak: "Before we start, I have a proposal."

Huaishi was startled when he heard this, then nodded: "Please speak."

And Yima lowered her eyes to look at the plot of land below Huaishi, and said bluntly: "I want to get your temple. If you are willing to lose this game to me, I am willing to give up two of my Land as compensation, and give you the secrets of alchemy unique to Egypt.

With my signature, you can go to the temple of God Thoth to receive it at any time without any hindrance. If I can return alive, His Majesty Bast's temple will be your eternal ally.

This is the oath I made to the gods, and I will never break it. "

As she spoke, she raised her hand, and the Cat God's emblem flashed in her palm.

Huai Shi couldn't help but frown.

I don't know what she is planning. Especially when Huai Shi looked down and saw that she already owned three pieces of land. It was obviously a piece obtained from someone else.

There is a temple among them, and I don't think I would exchange it for it. But the remaining two pieces of land are also rare and rich.

One is a complete workshop on Helios. The interior is well preserved and sealed, and there is even a weapons production assembly line. There is another piece, which is engraved with a huge secret ritual. Although I don't know its effect, I can still feel the majestic pressure faintly coming from it.

Even if it cannot provide divine value, it must have its irreplaceable role.

Exchange two dollars for one, and Huaishi will make a profit.

But the question is, can the short-term losses be compensated for in the long-term? Why does Huaishi have to change?

Huai Shi pondered for a moment and shook his head straightforwardly.

"With all due respect, I don't really want to consider this proposal."

He said, "Can you tell me why?"

“…I need divinity.”

After a brief silence, Ima sighed, "A lot of divinity."

She raised her hand and unbuttoned the heavy sacrificial robe.

The old woman is already seventy years old, and there is really no romance to speak of. But what is even more shocking is that the skin under her neck has long been replaced by layers of khaki bandages, as if the skin is cracked. Same.

There was a steady stream of black blood seeping out from it.

There are pale beast hair extending from it, sticking into wisps of dirty posture, which is unbearable to look at.

"Divine aberration?"

Huaishi was stunned and lost her voice.

I originally thought that the infusion in the morning would be updated in the afternoon, but it turned out that a bunch of inspections were done until after six o'clock... Fortunately, there was still enough time to think about the plot.

The update may not be stable these two days, so please forgive me.