My players are so fierce.

Chapter 1535 1532. Ah, Pool of Truth, Please Allow Me to Drink One More Sip

Steiner's big demon form is very powerful.

This guy has been blessed by the three shadows of Chaos in many ways, giving him extremely dangerous powers, including the devouring pollution of Tao, the endless regeneration of Shou and the endless hatred of Original Sin. His alienated body has also gained all kinds of magical powers under the washing of the tides of the Lightless Sea, making him almost immune to all psychic attacks and incapable of any control.

In terms of individual strength alone, this first Chaos-less Demon born in the Age of Chaos deserves to be the finale BOSS of the World's Heart dungeon.

However, even such impressive strength seemed inadequate when facing Murphy and his six hundred warriors.

What's more, although Steiner looks mighty, he was lucky to survive the direct attack of God's Scepter just now. How could he maintain his full condition and fight with the fierce foreigners for hundreds of rounds?

In fact, the moment Murphy imposed the combat states of Blood River Reflection and Blood Moon Summoning on the players, Steiner's defeat was already doomed.

In the ruined fifth floor of the Heart of the World, on the control platform that was no longer functioning, round after round of fire attacks made it difficult for Steiner to even unleash a complete psychic forbidden spell, while the frantic hacking of the violent melee fighters made it impossible for his body's regeneration to keep up with the speed of destruction.

So what if I have the blessing of the Lord of Immortality?

No matter how strong the Curse's life was, it could not withstand the fierce DPS of the foreigners. Even the Scale Father, who had thicker skin and flesh than him, died under the crazy attack of this group of lunatics.

"Go away!"

The Chaos Demon's two snake heads roared, and he swung the psionic staff in his hand to summon a dazzling beam of light to sweep across. With a classic floor skill, he forced back the players who were hacking around him, and then he called on psionic energy to add to his body, creating a psionic barrier to resist Murphy's insidious sneak attack.

This guy really has no dignity of a strong man!
It would be fine if you just attracted your lackeys to attack you, but you actually hid and launched a sneak attack. The mythical creature template of the Scarlet Lord was really wasted on you.

However, Murphy also has something to say, his core of power does not fight alone.

Since the Creator gave him the power to summon foreigners in the beginning, it means that the Creator does not want Murphy to become a fool who only acts recklessly when encountering problems. Being able to truly and correctly recognize one's own strengths and weaknesses is also a kind of talent, and Murphy has always been gifted in the field of self-knowledge.

"Midnight has fallen, swallowing up those lights."

Murphy flashed back among the players, raised his sword and slashed down to bring on the arrival of midnight, and the light-devouring power that once belonged to Laohei was distributed to every player, allowing them to harness the power of light without having to self-destruct. So in the wolf-like pursuit, ball after ball of dark light hit Steiner, devouring the light of his life.

The chief monk roared in pain as if he was possessed by thousands of ants. He tried his best to smash out a ball of destructive force, but Murphy used the reflection of the blood river to absorb it without any injury.

The players were having a blast watching the powerful men fighting in front of them.

With Lord Murphy, a super shield tank who can fight, resist and heal, attracting hatred, all they have to do is to steal damage frantically, and take advantage of the stiffness of the Chaos Demon after casting a spell to launch another round of fierce attacks to reduce his health bar to two-thirds.

Although Steiner's life was not in danger for the time being due to the endless regeneration of the Immortal Lord, he would be exhausted sooner or later if he allowed these wild dogs to continue gnawing at him.

As the Lord of Scarlet, Murphy's attack power may not be strong, but his ability to absorb damage is absolutely unique in the world. This guy is a blood cow that will never run out of blood. His restraint on chaos makes Steiner handicapped. He always has to dodge his sudden Omega energy balls. It will be very painful to be hit by that thing.

Steiner quickly realized the problem.

He was so overwhelmed by anger and frustration that he actually planned to fight to the death with Murphy and his foreign freaks.

What a stupid idea!

He almost stepped into a vicious trap. Now that the strategy to capture the Heart of the World has failed, the best way now is to retreat in time, return to the subspace, return to his own advantageous battlefield and wait for the decisive battle between Order and Chaos to begin, and then personally lead the World-Devouring Army to decide the victory with Murphy.

This is the Creator's territory. Why would I want to gain a victory that is not worthy of praise here?

Having made up his mind and quickly convinced himself, the Chaos Demon immediately prepared to launch a strategic shift to gain an advantage when he still had two-thirds of his health left.

Now it is not difficult to accomplish this.

The Scepter of God broke the physical structure of the Heart of the World, and the interference devices in the outer forest were also shut down. Although the turbulence in space made all transmissions dangerous, as long as one wanted to leave, escaping from the material world was not a problem.

He threw out several phantoms to continuously bombard the battlefield, and hid behind to start tearing the phase and prepare to jump into the Sea of ​​Chaos.

"He's going to run away!"

I don't know who shouted, but the players immediately launched another strong pursuit. Unfortunately, they didn't get into the kill line before, so this wave of pursuit couldn't complete the execution of the Chaos Demon. Although a lot of blood was taken away, Steiner still successfully opened the phase rift.

“You guys did a great job!”

The Chaos Demon stood in front of the rotating rift, his body covered with various scars but he still acted as if he had the upper hand.

He stared at Murphy and said viciously:
"Summoning foreigners to interfere with the fate of this world is really the most wonderful move you have made. I admit that I underestimated these crazy guys, but I have confirmed their advantages, and your advantages will also be used by us.

Well, that blue world, a world full of heroes and lunatics, a world where order and chaos coexist.
Do you think you're the only one who can pull this kind of trick? Murphy!

Just wait, soon the Chaos Warriors will come across the stars and fight your Order Warriors in your world. Their war will raze the material world to the ground, and I will just have to watch it all from the sky.

You haven't won yet.

You will never win!
I'm your nightmare, Murphy! Every night after that."

"boom"

Before Steiner's "farewell speech" and "harsh words" were over, a low explosion sounded from under everyone's feet.

The noise was very much like a naughty kid setting off firecrackers in the basement. It wasn't that violent but definitely very dangerous, and along with the explosion came a surge of violent energy.

The waves formed by the violent short circuit in the energy center of the Heart of the World swept across the entire Heart of the World system. The manic creation energy swept away the chaotic aura wherever it went, and then hit Steiner like a heavy punch as he turned his head back to watch, squeezing and closing the subspace rift that he had torn open with great difficulty once again.

"Do not!!!"

Steiner screamed and tried to rush forward, but the turbid energy around him added to the two forces that were fighting in front of him and almost immediately caused a serious loss of control, causing the subspace rift to collapse dangerously.

Not only was he not able to cross over, Steiner's left leg and right head were also sucked into the collapsing crack.

Amid violent screams, the big demon's filthy blood splattered and flew out, hitting the ground like a ball several times in front of the stunned eyes of the players, leaving a terrible bloodstain.

It struggled to get up, with blood flowing from the broken neck, and used its remaining head to look at the completely collapsed space in front of it. It also heard the sound of mechanical gears operating as the Heart of the World building self-sealed.

Not just him!

The psionicists among the players also keenly felt that the chaotic space system was being stabilized and blocked again. This blockade was temporary, and the space would be reopened after the short-circuit overload of the energy center ended.

However, facing the ferocious foreigners before him, Steiner might not be able to survive until then.

"Hello, my nightmare, how could you hurt yourself so carelessly? If you go to recruit Chaos Agents in such a miserable state, I guess no one will be willing to follow you. Since you are determined to become an excellent NPC like me, let me teach you the basic principles of this line of work.

Such a stinking image as yours.
But no one will like it!"

Murphy landed in front of the miserable Steiner with his source blood flashing, kicked the Chaos Demon's psionic staff out of the ruins, and at the same time inserted the buzzing necessary evil into the broken stub of Steiner's neck.

With a wave of his hand, the Scarlet Lord's most powerful blood manipulator extracted one-fifth of Steiner's foul-smelling blood, and then turned it into a crystal clear dark red crystal hammer, and smashed it towards Steiner's other head.

It was not a skill, but the powerful blow was enough to knock the downtrodden Steiner unconscious. Murphy did not need to participate in the rest. Six hundred players surrounded him with weapons and strange laughter, like a group of hyenas smelling blood.

"I'll decorate my battle-axe with its head!"

The giant shark said with a grim smile, and Lumina beside him complained with a look of disgust:
"Don't worry, no one will snatch this disgusting thing from you."

"Children, give this remnant of the old era a ride! He was right about one thing. There is indeed no ship to carry him in the new era!"

Murphy took a step back and handed the battlefield over to the players.

He didn't even plan to watch Steiner's final demise. Instead, he raised his head amid the miserable cries of the Great Demon and looked at the sixth highest floor of the Heart of the World.

That is the living area of ​​the Creator, and the most precious things should also be placed there.
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When Murphy spread his wings and landed at the entrance of the sixth floor, what came into view was a corridor full of life, like an artist's gallery, with oil paintings hanging on the walls on both sides of the corridor.

Those paintings all depict the image of the Creator and His daily life, and this time there is finally no annoying halo obscuring His face.

So that Murphy could see the face of the Creator clearly.

It was a very gentle face, not particularly handsome but definitely full of righteousness. The black hair and yellow skin made Murphy feel close to him, but the strange thing was that the Creator described in the thirteen oil paintings here clearly had thirteen different temperaments.

Or like a mysterious wizard mixing a magical potion and heating a beaker.

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Or like a rough blacksmith forging various artifacts in the fierce fire of the stars.

Or like a gentle seamstress nestling in a sofa by the fireplace, knitting a beautiful sweater.

Or modify the mechanical form of an unfinished Sentinel prototype with scholarly rigor.

There were also very powerful warriors, suspended in a black sun and throwing terrifying spears of light to the world below. The hideous smile on their faces made them look like villains.

These are all creators, and none of them are.

When he reached the end of the corridor, Murphy saw the last painting.

Thirteen creators, who are identical except for their clothes, gather together, holding up their glasses and drinking happily. The guy in the center of the picture is in casual clothes, surrounded by three ladies. The ladies on his left and right hands have the same face, and the silver-haired lady behind him is holding a baby girl with double horns on her head and fire from her mouth.

Wow, he looks like a winner in life with a happy family and harmonious brotherhood.

This guy might be the real creator, or at least a core member of the "Creator" organization. Murphy noticed that there was a line of small words in the lower right corner of the painting, which read "To our most beloved patriarch."

Case solved!
Sure enough, the Creator is an organization, no wonder it is so versatile.

Murphy curled his lips, reached forward with the remaining breath of the war, pushed open the wooden door, and what came into view was a large bedroom. At the table in the middle of the bedroom, Wedia and Mereddin were sitting on the left and right.

There was an opened exquisite wine bottle on the table, and two people were holding a glass of amber wine in their hands. It looked ordinary at first glance, but at the second glance it seemed as if you could see an entire miniature sea of ​​stars in it.

"I really want to have a few more sips before you get here"

The Goatman King of All Curses sat in the dining chair in a reclining position and greeted Murphy:
"But unfortunately, each person can only drink one cup. That's the rule. I also wanted to destroy that thing maliciously and make it my exclusive treasure. Unfortunately, the craftsmanship of the Creator is still so reliable. In order not to kill myself, I gave up that bad plan.

Come on, sit down.

Come enjoy this taste of truth with us."

"You've done something bad and you're running away. Staying here is waiting to be caught."

Murphy walked forward, pulled out a chair, took the bottle of wine in his hand, and found that there were unconcealable cracks on the surface of the bottle, as if someone had grabbed the bottle and opened it for another guy, and then repaired it.

He picked up the third glass and poured the rest of the wine in the bottle into it, but did not drink it immediately.

他 说:

"You two are really generous. The Sentinel Corps is on the way. I hope this cup of truth tastes good enough to allow you to savor the taste of today during the endless prison years ahead."

"Isn't this something they're trying to figure out?"

Weidia rubbed his eyebrows and said:
"This wine is really strong. My brain is no longer enough, but considering that we helped you deal with Steiner and helped you completely destroy the evil organization Dusk, can you just pretend that we never showed up today?

Look, aren't we all happy now that things have developed to this point? Why must today's happy event end in tragedy?"

"well said!"

Murphy looked at the shaking liquid in the glass in front of him and said:
"I'll decide what to do with you two after I finish this drink."

The word "truth" was jumping in front of him, and Murphy was a little dazzled by the brilliant words:

Name: Pool of Truth

Quality: Unique in the Universe
Special effects:

Drinkables are automatically generated every natural day, and the capacity is allocated according to the number of visitors each time.

utility:

Drink a glass of truth and get an answer; enjoy a cup of time and fulfill a wish.

hint!

This effect can only take effect once for each living individual, and the correct response will be given according to the needs of the drinker.

If one seeks answers, the knowledge he gains will copy the perfect answers directly from the Creator's 'Supreme Think Tank'.

If one prays for a wish, the amount of wish he or she wishes for cannot exceed the limit that the universe can bear.

hint!

This item is only responsible for guidance and cannot directly grant strength.

Producer: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Item description:

[Truth is good, but don't be greedy. See this bottle? It's a gift for you. When you meet an annoying jerk, remember to hold it and throw it at him! ]

Murphy grinned, then drank the contents of the glass in one gulp, and then he grabbed the empty bottle in front of him, and smashed it on the goat's head as Vidia stared at him with wide eyes. The crisp sound of broken glass echoed in the Creator's bedroom, and the scream of a bloody head represented Murphy's answer to Vidia.

Do not!
There is no peaceful ending!
Steiner is dead, but two villains are needed to go down with him. We can't let the Chaos Demon go to the underworld in misery, otherwise it would be impolite.

(End of this chapter)