Chapter 827: Long Time No See, Third Brother (Super Large Chapter, Please Vote for the Mid-Autumn Festival

In the dark, decaying building, two huge tentacles slowly squirmed and entwined together.

Although in principle it is possible to borrow the power of the dead God of War, in actual operation, this kind of 'operation' must be done carefully and carefully.

The higher the degree of activation of the body and the more power it borrows, the more violently the God of War's crazy will will pour into the body, seizing the dominance of the body.

The harder it becomes for He Ao to control his body.

And the power of the gods is not that easy to 'control'. Even if He Ao himself is the master of this body and has a very high affinity for the power of the God of War after 'merging' with the God of War, controlling these powers is still difficult. It requires a lot of mental energy.

Under normal circumstances, He Ao could not control the specific direction of these powers at all, and even nearly lost control of his body by the crazy will of the God of War when he tried to guide the power.

After turning on Super Memory, and with the help of Super Memory's mental amplification, he could barely control a small part of his power while resisting the erosion of the body by the God of War's crazy will.

This is the B-level super memory. If it is the super memory before promotion, even if he can resist the pollution of the crazy will of the God of War, he will not be able to control the power attracted from the God of War's body.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why the system waits for him to reach B level before opening the character card "The Transgressor".

Before Super Memory Class B, even if he could enter this body, he would be unable to do anything. He might even be suddenly overtaken by the crazy will of the God of War to control his body.

Feeling the subtle power flowing in his body, He Ao took a deep breath.

The power in the God of War's body is not 'full'. He has been dead for who knows how many years. Compared with normal gods, his power may be the difference between a drop of water and a vast ocean.

But for He Ao, this "drop of water" is as vast as the "ocean" compared to his power.

Just the thin strands of power that He Ao can currently control from the body of the God of War has exceeded any B-level he has ever seen.

If the level of energy is taken into account, when the power is mobilized to the maximum extent, this body may be able to fight against the weaker 'angels' in a very short time.

Of course, his 'angel' is a fixed fort.

His current mental power is far from being able to control his body in a fully activated state, nor can he control its movement, so he can only display his strength in this fixed venue.

However, under special circumstances, the power of the God of War is forcibly attracted, and the crazy will of the God of War dominates the body and releases the full power of the body, which may also play a key role.

But I'm afraid that kind of trick can only be used once. If the God of War's power fully enters this body, it will inevitably completely wipe out the remaining power of his good friend. At that time, the 'balance' of this body will be completely destroyed, and He Ao will want to take it back again. Body control is difficult.

Within the scope of his control, he can manipulate the forces he controls and try not to touch the remaining power of his good friends to prevent the body's 'balance' from being broken. However, if the power of the God of War fully invades, he will Can't control it anymore.

Even now that he is in control, he still has to devote some attention to restraining the power in his body to prevent the balance from being broken, which results in his energy utilization efficiency not being that high.

He now feels like an immature child controlling a precision machine that may explode at any time. Although it is powerful, it is also full of dangers. One mistake will cause the entire situation to collapse.

Of course, as his soul and mental power grow, the situation may be better, but now, he must control these powers carefully.

He lowered his gaze and looked at the tentacles that were under his complete control, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Along with the power of the God of War, comes not only powerful power, but also some incomplete knowledge about the 'God of War'.

This reminded him of the first time he 'saw' the 'wreck' of the God of War on that hill, and gained the knowledge of the incomplete talent sequence of the God of War path.

It seems that the power of high-level beings will carry some knowledge?

At this time, the "horizon of truth" seen by the "hidden viewer" flashed through He Ao's mind.

Perhaps, the power of those high-level existences is itself composed of some kind of incomprehensible knowledge, and the 'knowledge' that accompanies these powers is the 'projection' of those incomprehensible knowledge in reality.

This has exceeded the scope of my current contact.

Shaking his head to dispel the thoughts in his mind, He Ao returned his gaze to the tentacles in front of him.

Among the 'knowledge' that comes with power, there are some 'abilities' that can only be operated by high-level beings.

For example.

The two entwined tentacles in front of He Ao suddenly broke, and two huge masses of flesh and blood were entangled together, and then continuously twisted and deformed, and finally outlined a simple 'human shape'.

He Ao continued to control his power and fine-tune the state of this 'humanoid'. Finally, a thin-looking 'young man' appeared in front of him.

The appearance and figure of this young man are almost the same as his current body. The only difference is that the young man has no skin and eyes, only red flesh and blood, and empty eye sockets.

Normally, this kind of 'living body' that is directly 'pinched' by a high-ranking being has a professional name, 'heir'.

He Ao does not have the power to create offspring, but he can still create one with the help of the God of War.

Creating heirs requires blood food or extraordinary items, and then the power of the gods.

However, He Ao couldn't find blood food or extraordinary items now, so he could only cut off his tentacles and use them as a 'base'.

He Ao stared at the human figure, and after a brief thought, he began to manipulate the human figure to make some changes.

On the surface of the bright red flesh and blood, a silvery-white 'bone shell' began to harden, which was the 'armor' that the descendant of the God of War brought with him.

The descendants of the God of War do not have the power of disguise or charm, but they do have some defense and combat skills, and this armor is one of them.

He Ao constantly adjusted the thickness of the bone shell to make it look thinner. The bone shell armor itself was malleable. After constant adjustments, the bone shell armor covered it like a white 'film' On the humanoid body, a certain 'skin' effect is formed.

Then He Aoli pinched out an 'eyeball' from the squirming flesh and blood, used the whiter bone shell to simulate the white of the eye, and used the bright red flesh and blood to simulate the bright red pupil.

Heir does not use his eyes to 'perceive' his surroundings, so these eyes are actually decorative objects for the purpose of 'simulation'.

After everything was completed, He Ao looked at his 'work' again.

At least he looks human now.

Although the white 'skin' and bright red pupils still look a bit scary.

But the conditions for the God of War are just like this. If they are the descendants of the Desire Witch, there may be templates for directly creating handsome boys and beautiful women. From the 'knowledge' obtained by He Ao, the descendants of the God of War are basically twisted and cruel monsters that can be created. Being like a human being is already the limit.

If there were cosmetics, mechanical contact lenses and bionic skin, He Ao might be able to use his own aesthetic skills to make things almost like real people, but he really has no other conditions here.

Immediately, he felt his 'connection' with this 'son' and controlled the son to raise his head and look at him.

"you···"

A hoarse and sharp voice came from the 'mouth' of the descendant. The descendant himself had vocal cords, but the effect didn't look very good.

After making several more adjustments, the bare heir looked at He Ao and said in a hoarse voice, "Hello."

The voice is still sharp and unpleasant, but the syllables can be heard clearly.

Heao breathed a sigh of relief.

If Eve is nearby to provide a reference for human body structure, it may be possible to completely simulate the complete physiological structure.

The descendants of the God of War are not intelligent, but He Ao can directly 'control' the descendants through his connection with the descendants, and at the same time provide the descendants with 'gift' power.

The method of controlling the offspring is different from that of the clone. Although the offspring's 'perception' can also be obtained, it is more like controlling a puppet.

He Ao controlled Zi Si and took a few steps. After becoming familiar with Zi Si's operations, He Ao cut off the 'gift' to Zi Si.

Zi Si's body immediately showed signs of collapse, but it did not collapse immediately.

He Ao roughly estimated that the child's body could last for about an hour after he cut off the power supply. During this hour, he could still control the child.

Moreover, the descendants of the God of War all have the ability to sacrifice. Once something goes wrong with the descendant, while the descendant is still alive, He Ao can directly pass the extraordinary items that make up the descendant back to the 'mother body' through 'sacrifice to the descendant'.

While thinking, He Ao restored the 'gift' to Zi Si, and then controlled Zi Si to hit the pillar of the building next to him with a punch.

boom--

With a loud noise, the entire building's pillars were instantly shattered and scattered into countless tiny stones.

The pure physical fitness should be close to the strength level B. In addition, it can also release pollution in a short period of time to create 'panic'.

After roughly understanding the ability of this descendant, He Ao controlled the descendant to search around the building.

This building used to be the headquarters building of the Rock City Mining Group. After it was contaminated by the gods in the final divine battle in Rock City, it was directly cut down by the Miners' Mutual Aid Association and sent into the depths of the wilderness using giant machinery.

Of course, this pollution mainly comes from the God of War and the God of Knowledge.

There were many items in the building that had not yet been taken away. Finally, He Ao found a brand new tuxedo and bowler hat set in a director's office, as well as a solid wood cane inlaid with gold.

When the board of directors of the mining group was completely killed by the death believer Iliaan, the owner of this suit was probably among them.

He Ao manipulated the heir to change into this suit of clothes and put on a top hat.

Then he discovered that there was a new wig in the office, and he fixed the wig on his son's bald head.

After putting on this complete set of clothes, the heir 'returned' to He Ao's 'front' again. At this moment, it was eighty-nine points similar to He Ao's current 'body'.

Just like the young apprentice Nell back then.

I don’t know how the third brother and fourth brother are doing.

Although He Ao could grasp the current situation of Rock City, the Miners' Mutual Aid Association, and Nell's two brothers through Eve's report, electronic information and real seeing were completely different things.

The 'young man' in a tuxedo raised his top hat, held a gold-encrusted cane, bowed slightly to He Ao, then turned and walked out of the building.

Although He Ao couldn't leave here himself, he could control his descendants to leave here.

The figure in the tuxedo quickly disappeared into the darkness.

He Ao lowered his head and turned off his super memory. He controlled the small tentacles, and using the 'knowledge' transmitted by those powers, he began to try to draw patterns on the ground.

And as the surging power subsided, the entire building once again fell into deep silence.

The bright moonlight passed through the gap on the top floor of the building, spilled into the 'shaft' that ran through the entire building, and fell on the young man who was 'suspended' in the air by bright red tentacles.

Light and shadow are distinct and blended here.

——

Rock City·First Mine

A towering small high wall blocked the wind and snow. Under the high wall, in a simple wooden house, a young man with round glasses and a slight beard slowly took out a piece of cake from the drawer. Wrapped chocolate, then turned to look at the holographic map on the table.

"elder brother,"

Another tall young man pushed open the wooden door and stepped on the floor of the wooden house with some snow-covered boots. He closed the wooden door and anxiously walked to the young man with glasses, "There seems to be something strange in the wilderness." The beast is rioting and I don’t know what happened.”

"Are there any casualties?"

The young man with glasses raised his head and looked at the tall young man.

"No,"

The tall young man shook his head, "A few night shift prospectors were frightened, but it didn't matter."

"Has a radio message been sent to the field personnel around the wilderness to return?"

The young man with glasses continued to ask.

"Following the safety manual, they were sent and they are now retreating to a nearby mine."

The tall young man answered quickly.

"good,"

The young man with glasses smiled and glanced at the tall young man. He walked to the nearby fireplace and threw a few pieces of wood into it. "Determine the rules and regulations and implement them according to the rules and regulations. This is very important for safe production. You didn't make any fuss this time." I moved forward without losing my sense of proportion, which is good and making progress.”

"Look what you said,"

The tall young man touched his head and smiled, "It sounds like I have no brains."

The young man with eyes raised his head and glanced at the tall young man, "You just need to change your reckless character,"

He lifted the teapot by the fireplace and walked to the holographic projection on the table. He gently raised his hand and the entire holographic projection quickly shrank, revealing towering mountain peaks.

Among these peaks, there are golden marking points scattered among them, marked with the numbers of the mines.

To the south of these peaks, a towering city is looming.

"In which direction is there something wrong with the alien beast?"

The bespectacled young man raised the teapot, poured hot tea into the iron teacup next to the map, and asked softly.

"Northwest."

The tall young man immediately walked over and pointed to the edge of the map.

"Northwest?"

The bespectacled young man handed a cup filled with hot tea to the tall young man. He looked at the map with some doubts. He probably stretched out his hand and gestured, "A little further on, you will reach the snowfield."

"Northwestern Snowfield..."

Seeing the bespectacled young man making gestures, the tall young man paused and seemed to remember something, "The contaminated mining building is over there, right?"

"Um."

The bespectacled young man nodded. He held the chocolate in one hand and the iron teacup in the other, looking at the map in front of him thoughtfully.

The tall young man looked at his brother's thoughtful look, paused, and changed the topic.

"Brother, the Cain-type light mecha and Abel-type heavy mecha we ordered from the Nolanka Group have been delivered. They also sent us several heavy transport aircraft."

"According to the previous plan,"

The bespectacled young man's eyes did not leave the map, and he slowly raised the teapot and said, "Send half of it to the city defense army. Mayor Wright needs it."

"good,"

The tall young man nodded, then he paused for a moment and asked curiously, "Do we really need to prepare so many weapons, equipment and troops?"

"Did you hear someone fanning your ears again?"

The bespectacled young man finally looked up at him.

"nor,"

The tall young man scratched his head, "I just heard some people saying that we have spent too much money on this equipment in the past two years and recruited so many security personnel for training, but most of them have not been used much. It’s a pity there.”

"Some things are a good thing if you don't use them."

The bespectacled young man blew the tea in his cup, and a faint mist blurred his glasses.

"We are not being targeted by those big consortiums now just because they have more important goals. Short-term peace does not mean permanent peace. Once we put down our weapons, when the real war comes, we will have no power to resist.

"In fact, we should seize this short period of opportunity and continuously expand the power of the alliance. You see, Nolanka Group has been doing this.

“As close allies, we should cooperate with them. We have been training for so long, and it’s time to go out and practice.

"True peace will only come on the battlefield, not in compromise and weakness. This is what Nel did at the beginning..."

As he spoke, he glanced at his brother's increasingly confused gaze and sighed slightly.

He paused and asked casually, "How long has Nell been gone?"

"It's been almost two years..."

The tall young man quickly came to his senses and spoke in a slightly lower voice.

"Let's go see him in a few days."

The bespectacled young man stared at the map in front of him and whispered.

"good,"

The tall young man nodded slightly, opened his mouth, and after a brief pause said, "Brother, people cannot be resurrected after death, so don't think too much."

He had actually been trying to change the topic to prevent his brother from delving into the issue, but unexpectedly he eventually returned to the topic.

His brother was smarter than him and had more time to reminisce and grieve than he did.

The narrow wooden house gradually became quiet, leaving only the sound of wet wood exploding in the fire.

Bang-bang-bang——

A crisp knock on the door slowly sounded outside.

"who?"

The tall young man wanted to turn around and open the door.

"I'll go."

The bespectacled young man put down the tea cup.

He could actually feel the emotions of the 'fourth brother' in front of him. He always looked optimistic and always took care of his brother's feelings.

But as the last person to get along with Nell, this stupid brother is not a machine, so how can he have no emotions? He just suppresses his emotions deep in his heart and tries to pretend that nothing is wrong.

He took the chocolate, peeled it, walked to the door, and opened the wooden door, "Who is it?"

The figure outside the door shook off some snowflakes from his shoulders, slowly took off his bowler hat, and showed a slight smile on his whitened cheeks, just like the spring breeze turning into rain, and the ice and snow melting,

"Long time no see, third brother."

The half-peeled chocolate was crushed into scattered pieces and scattered on the old floor.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!