The Riddler Get Out of Terra

They are very fast

, passing countless weird things along the way, dangerous, disgusting, deformed, weird, 42 you can even see metal insects that have been repeatedly forged and deformed!

It was a living monster. When she used her eyesight to look far away, she found that the insect was just a bait - densely packed iron-gray insects constituted the metal insect itself, with countless eyes moving and swimming on the surface of the insect. The metal sledgehammer is filled with countless tiny insects.

The dangerous journey finally came to an end. Qiao Lun stopped at a dim light source. He scratched the weird flesh and blood that kept crawling. He shook his tongue covered with barbs, and the layers of sharp bone spurs were lifted. 42 Only then did I see the reality behind the cave.

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Chapter 27 Beauty Factor ([-])

How...how...!

Shirter's sanity is melting.

She could no longer see the useless thing before her:

The cave walls that are underground but dry and comfortable, the vast tidal flats covered with fleshy velvet fungi, the energy tides filled with strange rainbow lights, and even the strange and chaotic endless whispers...

None of these dispensable things can compare with the luminous "beauty" in the center of the cave.

Appearance?flesh?skin?Face?

How can "beauty" be such an inconvenience!

The underground cave is extremely dark, with only the faint fluorescence emitted by the surging energy tide. Under such a field of vision, even the Balrog cannot see clearly unless a race with excellent night vision ability.

But Miss Shirter saw it. "Beauty" seemed to be glowing all over, and every inch of skin was shining with light that could not be ignored by the naked eye. This light was clear and soft, attractive but not hurtful. It just made every consciousness Observers who arrive cannot escape.

"Ah...ah..."

42 She was dizzy, and the unspeakable pain and beauty surged in her heart more and more. Every inch of his skin, every texture, and every outline were questioning.

Every nerve in her body was howling, and there was a burning flame in her heart. The bursting desire and self-destructive arrogance made every cell try to burn to provide energy. Crazy obsession mixed with pain parasitized her thinking cycle. .

Shirter advanced towards that figure regardless of the cost. The violent ripples of Origin Stone and Sakaz's throbbing blood were squeezing every ounce of power. The plump cheeks became dry, and the plump thighs became The two sections of bamboo poles and even the four sections on the chest were shriveled and no longer soft.

Every time she takes a step forward, the bright red blood around her body becomes thicker. This is the source of life squeezed from the inside of the body, but now it is squeezed out with great care to add color, just to shout to the sleeping place:

Look at me!Look at me!Look at me!

Animals are willing to harm their bodies in order to court a mate just to be unique and attract attention. Now Shirter has also begun to call for a careless look back at the cost of his life.

But her body is withering, her life is passing, and her strength is decaying. Only her excited spirit is supporting her precarious body and rushing forward to see Him at all costs!Get Him...Tear Him apart!Melt Him down! …Take care of Him!Please Him!

Countless selves seemed to be born in 42's mind to compete with each other - she already had such hidden dangers!Now, these undead souls living in illusion are seduced by "beauty" and are completely alive!

They screamed desperately in the depths of their consciousness and sang at the end of their souls. Gorgeous words and melodious chants emerged one after another. They burned together with 42 and tried their best to unite with that high creation.

Qiao Lun frowned. As the distance approached, the incarnation "Han Xin" who also began to change put his palm on the skinny back of 42nd Company, whose spine was beginning to be exposed, and directed his surging spiritual energy along a certain delicate emotion. Pass on the past - those strange and false fragments have no past acquaintance with Mr. Qiao.

42 continued to burn, her purple eyes became brighter and brighter, and her body became thinner and thinner. The joy hit her soul that was torn to pieces by the past. Qiao Lun's intimate contact from behind made her instinctively feel at ease and give up. The last resistance.

She became thinner and thinner as she walked closer and closer. The huge energy vortex was absorbed by the colorful colors floating in the air. Under the broken energy gauze was a skinny body that was close to a skeleton.

Even her soul was dying, and the damaged fragments were almost burned away. Even though they still tried feverishly to cover up Shirter's thoughts and force her to move forward, they could no longer resist Shirter, who had sufficient reserve energy. .

When she really walked into "Beauty", severe pain came from the back of her neck:

boom--

Shirter's vision went dark, his body was exhausted and his body had frighteningly low resistance. He fainted in Qiao Lun's arms without saying a word.

Behind her, Han Xin, who was radiating the same brilliance as Qiao Lun's body, exploded all over his body. The creaking joints colliding with each other could make a normal person irritated and nauseated. The horrific melting of flesh and blood was happening to him.

It seemed like a long time passed and it seemed like just a moment, when

42 When she fell on the person she had been trying to get close to, "Han Xin" had completely turned into a puddle of flesh. The bright red liquid struggled and twisted on the broken internal organs like a living thing, and finally plunged into the surroundings. In the endless lake of blood, he remained motionless.

The blurry afterimage shot out from the fleshy mud and rushed straight towards Qiao Lun, who had no time to pay attention to him. It was very obediently connected to his delicate and soft white palm. He looked at his right hand that still lacked the ring finger and said nothing.

A mutation even more intense than when Xue Wei Leng woke up is taking place in his body. From the inside to the outside, every gene chain and every protein reaction is mutating. Since the implementation of the "Secret Puppet Master" plan, the energy that the feathers have diligently digested is in His body was consumed crazily, and a series of microscopically incredible reactions were taking place.

When the reaction came to every nerve in the body, the unconscious horror and nothingness began to echo in Qiao Lun's will.

No pain, no pleasure, not even... no senses.

——Human perception is related to ganglia all over the human body. When the nerves lose their transmission function or even fail to respond, the human body is no different from a piece of ignorant rotten meat that cannot move.

Such a desperate scene should be a nightmare for normal people. They lose all consciousness, cannot move, cannot communicate, and can only be reduced to dust in the end.

But Qiao Lun did not have such intense feelings.

He just calmly observed the situation inside his body. In order to have accurate internal vision, he even gave up the opportunity to leave the body. Instead, he observed every change in the body with cold and vast vision.

Soon, he gained something:

The cause of the change was none other than the culprit that was indiscriminately injected into his body by the Beloved Concubine's system, making Qiao Lun unable to control his body at all - that weird and strange hormone!

'That's it...that's it! '

Looking at these pheromones that were dormant inside the body and had no effect except destruction and deposition, Qiao Lun finally discovered their secret!

At the moment when the energy of the Sea of ​​Missing fell into the mortal world with the fall of his consciousness, special groups within these hormones that could only be discovered through the extremely pure and extreme psychic vision of the Sea of ​​Missing finally awakened!

They continue to absorb energy in Qiao Lun's body and absorb the specific emotional band of spiritual energy in the sea of ​​longing. They are allosterically activated and continuously react and transform between different groups. They absorb and release energy in intense high temperatures that can almost melt the human body. Finally, they are opened. An evolutionary route unique to the beloved concubine system!

It turned out to be the case.

Qiao Lun suddenly understood:

These divided system fragments are by no means pirates or conspiracy theory masters. The reason why they have been holding back the host is just because... they have not been activated at all.

How can we expect the seeds that are waiting to be fed to reach the sky?What is the difference between this and sending a one-year-old baby to the battlefield?

There was nothing wrong with Qiao Lun's group's use of these fragments - it was just that they were for fully grown towering trees, rather than demanding too much from a single seed.

so……

Qiao Lun had an idea:

The logical center of the system must have some kind of shortcut to the Sea of ​​Thoughts, otherwise it would be completely impossible for it to function, and it would be impossible to capture System Lun!

Calling up the system interface that he had classified as a fake and shoddy product, Qiao Lun couldn't help but laugh and cry as he looked at the light screen that had transformed into a silvery light screen as light as moonlight:

The pink "Beloved Concubine System" is being broken bit by bit, and the title "Road to Godhood - The Moon" has finally surfaced.

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Chapter 29 Visitors to the Tower of Babel ([-])

“The current Kazdaele regime is ready to come here and take a look.”

The familiar mahogany desk, the familiar combination of the large study room and the office, the familiar Big Three of the Tower of Babel, and even more familiar the large collection of books here.

Ridiculed as the "Evil Ghost of Babel", the hooded man who called himself "Doctor" lay sickly on the office chair, lazily looking at Tracy, who was invited by him, like a robot without power. Ya and Kelsey describe.

"Is this a triumphant song sung by the victor or a welcome discovery of the conscience of the usurper? Is it the inherent drama of this land or the tragedy that is about to begin? Things are always like this."

"speak English."

The doctor spoke impatiently to Kelsey - ever since the Fifth Legion of Kazdaele completely took over more than [-]% of the city of Kazdare and the border nobles surrendered in full, everyone on both sides of the war knows about this infamous person. The evil spirit began to become... extremely weird.

"What is their purpose? How did you know the news?"

Kelsey took a long breath to calm down the resentment aroused by the evil spirit's rude remarks, and squeezed out a few very plain questions.

"What purpose can it serve? A victor gets what he wants with his legions and swords.

He does not need the recognition of the royal power - Kelsey, even if I can't see some of the information you are hiding, I also know that the King of Extermination, who ignores all Sarkaz covenants, has some influence on the so-called ancient Sarkaz magic. How much restraint, and what shallow constraints the Royal Court Covenant has on their legions.

He doesn't need to please the Tower of Babel or the regent - if the other party needs it, what we see shouldn't be the founding ceremony, but a certain prince winning back a certain crown prince who was persecuted by the civil war. "

The doctor said calmly, he even turned his head covered by the hood and looked at the surface

As always, Thearesia looked really worried:

"If this is the case, I guess Theresia has already received the invitation letter. After all, the one thing she is better than Tracy is in her gender. Resandral is a male, tall and handsome, and has the entire card. Zdel, if he cares about royal power, marrying Theresia is the right solution."

"The language of this land is as old as the tribes of Terra. The arrogant Gauls use it to communicate, and the barbarians in the wild land also use it to communicate. The crystallization of civilization has been polished by suffering, and it is still shining brightly today, but you But they just want to raise dust and bring shame to the treasure."

"People talk."

"Don't speak if you can't speak."

Kelsey glared at the doctor and looked worriedly at Theresia. The princess, dressed in pure white, smiled comfortingly at the Lord who had been accompanying him so far, trying to calm Kelsey's mind, which was also stimulated by reality and was exhausted.

How could you not feel it?

Theresia is supported by Kelsey and also supports Kelsey’s ideals:

Maomao wants to develop a device that can truly save this land from being infected by evil and the infected people are constantly being born. Thearesia supports her and has a firm plan to complete this after saving Sarkaz and retaking Kazdaele from Trasis. dream.

Unfortunately, reality does not change with good wishes. The winner of the civil war was not any party that started the unrest early.

The little-known Lysandral suddenly emerged, and with an unprecedentedly powerful military force, he took Kazdel's crown off the high throne and put it on his head forcefully.

Will he lead Kazdale to change for the better?Can he allow the Sakaz to live with their heads held high?Can he withstand the criticism and hatred brought by the nations on earth?Can he... support Kelsey and I's dream?

Theresia didn't know.

Unlike her royal brother Traces, who was far away in Victoria Londinium, and laughed at the situation in Kazdaele, and now he was no different from laughing to death, Theresia, who had extremely complicated feelings for the Sakaz clan, had no As furious as the "Prince Regent" was, she didn't even bother to attack the objects in her dormitory that were full of memories and were no less precious to her than the antiques in Tracy's waiting room.

She just locked herself in the room and thought for a whole day and then walked out calmly. She still taught the little Castamiya who was brought back to the Tower of Babel by her as usual, and still comforted everyone who was willing to follow her for Kasta. The mercenaries fighting in Zdel are still troubled by the mechanical problems of land boating.

Only when no one else can see her, the princess will lonelyly dig out the small photo album that she kept close to her body, and look at these old times with disappointment, which were quickly swept into the trash by Sakaz after Resandral's victory. There are only traces of the royal family. If you look at them blankly for a long time, tears will fall in your memories.

Then he got up and continued living life as usual - objectively speaking, life in the Tower of Babel was undoubtedly much better with the end of the civil war.

This ancient creation excavated in Rem Billiton has a lot of functions that allow Thor Industries' great engineers to tear up the latest Columbia engineering papers. For example, with only some seeds and source stones, the Rhode Island material production cabin can popcorn A large amount of daily necessities also exploded.

With the end of the war, the Regent's legions were dying, and the pressure on the Tower of Babel was visibly reduced. Intuitively... their supplies began to become extremely rich.

Drinking module, engineering module, refining module, medical module... If Theresia is willing to abandon Kazdael and leave with her followers, she can still live well with the function of traveling on Rhodes Island.

But from the moment Lysandral declared the establishment of Kazdaele's First Empire, this moving castle of Babel seemed to be parked in place as if it had lost its energy. Both Theresia and Kelsey refused to leave. Options for wandering around Kazdale.

She is waiting for the judgment of fate, and Maomao is preparing a way to defeat fate.

But the times have changed so fast. The sky and the earth turned upside down when the rabbit rose and the falcon fell. Theresia and Traces became the relics of the previous dynasty in the blink of an eye. The former was surrounded by a large number of people, while the latter had most of its wings lost to the fifth. The legions were strangled cleanly.

——In the rumors about Sarkaz mercenaries, eight or nine groups of idiots who tried to make the new king shut up and get Kazdael to welcome the regent have disappeared.

Lysandral is by no means a helpless Sarkaz with only an astonishingly shallow team. He must have a secret guard in his hands that far exceeds the top force of the Pardoner under the throne of the Regent - the Pardoner far away in Londinium. When the leader of the criminal division woke up in the morning, he happened to see the heads of his colleagues blatantly displayed in front of the bedside table.

The head is lifelike, with hair and beards spread out, and is artistically engraved with the ancient Sakaz text that symbolizes blasphemy - in ancient times, these words would be engraved on the heads of traitors. From then on, the engraved Sakaz and his The tribe will be the most despicable race in Kazdare, and they will be slaves even more despicable than the Wendigo throughout their lives.

"In the final analysis, they don't need anything. Resandral has no demands for the Tower of Babel. This visit is at best a discussion of our fate - even I will have no idea about that kind of Wendigo. Especially since their commander has no faction yet and completely obeys the orders of the legion commander."

"How can there be a pure purpose in this land?! A visit, a temptation, an assassination, a pruning, who can tell clearly? The soil of Kazdare is bleeding with the blood of despicable people, and now such blood is still there It spreads in the bodies of living people!”

"Are you stupid for fucking?!! Who can beat him if he really wants to fight? Shadow Demon Dark

Who can you kill and run away?Who can protect whom?

Can Scout detonate remotely delivered cloud bombs, or can Sharp fight Wendigo? !Is it Logos who wants to compete with the Banshee’s old master, the forest elf, who has kept it secret to this day, or Stormeye, who wants to try to see if he can snipe the spider woman traveling through space? !

Or do you think W’s three-legged cat kung fu can defeat the Porcelain Shadow Demon? !You know it yourself!Those things are not modern species at all!It’s not something as shallow as Origin Stone skills!Kelsey, are you blind or stupid? ! ! !Even witchcraft can't do it as easily as the first three legions!Those things are worthy of their name..."

"My years and memories are heavier than yours! Are even the ghosts with no bones to fear the monsters who have risen from the dead?! If the overlords of the past were really great, how could they not pass through the years?! Existences washed away by time! It’s all in vain after all!”

"But they just came back to life!!! And they pointed a knife at your neck!!!"

……

It seems that the Doctor has changed since Lysandral unified Kazdaele.

Listening to the quarrel between the two most trusted people around her, Theresia thought in vain.

But why...so sad?

She looked at the doctor, but she felt a wave of unstoppable sadness from the scarred and dry soul of the man who hid himself in the hood.

He was like a traveler who was about to leave. He wanted to say goodbye, but couldn't let go of the silly children Kelsey and Theresia, so he was noisy with them while racking his brains to find a way to keep them alive.

The quarrel lasted for a long time, but in the end there was no result. Kelsey took Theresia away, glared at the doctor before leaving, and waved at him three times with the arm hidden behind her.

The doctor also raised three fingers to the green film that was closing the door.

Chapter 30 Visitors at the Tower of Babel ([-])

Late at night, the doctor was still annotating documents.