DNF, made by the ancient gods

"Without your support, this plan may have to be delayed for a long time."

It is emphasized that Bai Hua's help is not irreplaceable, and Worm, who was reincarnated from a god, actually has very obvious pride. He is full of confidence in himself and firmly believes in his own ability.

"It's true."

Without saying anything more about this matter, Bai Hua turned around again. Below 660 meters, the calm void changed. They seemed to understand that the disaster was approaching, and a circle appeared on the surface of the void, which is rare. A circle of ripples.

"Then you can start now, King Bai."

Scarlet eyes stared at the void matter below.

He is indeed powerful, but it is not impossible to deal with him.

Since it cannot be defeated, let the enemy become weaker until he is weaker than himself.

"Using the mask as the core, extracting and restraining the void matter underneath... The warriors cultivated in this way will inevitably be extremely powerful. They will not be afraid of injury or death, and will only persistently and faithfully complete their inherent mission .”

Amidst the weird and twisted sharp sound, one after another black monsters gathered at the bottom of the abyss. They all looked up together. There was a tiny light there, and they were like shadows one after another.

Chapter 089 Containers

They climb up.

This is a trial, and the newly born void life needs to go through such a test - they are born from the bottom of the abyss, with a faint but firm light above them, they need to cross the height of 660 meters, and avoid There are deadly traps hidden in it-either the naturally formed sharp stone pillars, or the primitive bugs living in the ancient basin.

And the cruelest thing is that there can only be one winner in this bloody and violent test.

Only by standing at the end can they be qualified to stand beside their "father".

The battle was fierce.

The whole body is pitch black, except for a mask on the face—this may not be called a mask anymore, it wraps the entire heads of these monsters like a closed helmet.

This is the source of their consciousness and a symbol of their life.

"No mouth?"

"They don't need sound, and sound makes them weak, and most likely makes them less pure."

—from the experience of a failed work.

Worm made up his mind at that time that the "mouth" organ must not appear in the containers he made in the future... The failed container was too long-winded.

Looking down at the creation below, climbing up, getting closer to the light bit by bit.

'Did you hear that? '

The voice of the nightmare sounded in his heart, and Bai Hua could completely imagine its appearance at this moment - trembling slightly with surprise, it was difficult to suppress curiosity and joy.

'They are shouting...'

Closing his eyes, the voice from the void came—although they didn't have organs that could be used for speech, but the weak consciousness was shouting loudly, this is what he left behind.

Worm wants pure containers, but he doesn't.

Pure means that there is no ability to think independently. Although such a container can resist the pollution of radiation and seal the radiation for a long time, the radiation of the other party is only a part of Bai Hua's overall plan, not the whole.

A pure container is only a part of the void, and only a container with self-awareness is a creature independent of the void.The former is needed to seal the radiation, while the function of the latter... is to split the void infinitely.

How was he going to get what he needed out of this great corpse?

The answer is simple - split.

Just like wanting to truly destroy a "great" one needs to cut the local world line that he converges infinitely first, so that his personality can be temporarily reduced to "deathable".If he wants to take away part of the power of the void, he must first weaken the power of the void to the point where he can fight against it.

This is the container—not only the container of light that Worm hoped for, but also the container that Bai Birch hoped could hold the void.

Therefore, he left each vessel with a faint "light", the light of consciousness, hidden in the mask of pure innocence.

'rise!rise! '

'Below is pain! '

'There is nothing below! '

'Leave the darkness and chase the light! '

From far to near, it seems that the sound of the tide is surging in the ear.

*

Nightmare fires burn within this world.

The flame ignited Bai Hua's clothes and burned slowly along the cloak. Like a skilled magician, he slowly exited the scene in a very visually effective way.

"Next, it's your home field..."

He bowed to Worm and disappeared into the flames.

Staring at the position where "Green" left, Worm said nothing.He stood there for four hours and 31 minutes, until the thin figure struggled to grasp the high platform, the high platform slowly trembled, and the head that was almost as big as the body poked upward.

——The four eyes meet.

The screening is over.

A moment later, under the watchful eyes of many guards, King Bai walked out of the door that symbolized "great shame and shame", and behind him, followed by a small shadow.

He suddenly stood still, turned his head, and stared at the door.

What Bai Hua was thinking about was actually not comprehensive. He thought he knew enough about this reincarnated ancient god, but he didn't.

Not all gods are superior, and Wurm is not a god who can do whatever it takes to achieve his goal.He has his arrogance, but also his values.

Worm is very clear that this is a crime—his incompetence caused these containers to come to this world, not to mention that he made these containers compete with each other by raising Gu, and staged the cruelest survival of the fittest.

And now, he wants to do an even more shameful thing.

Raising his hand, the soul power was mobilized. The soul power of the reincarnated ancient god was unimaginable. It was only a precursor to the spell launching, and it was no different from a shock to the surrounding guards.

He created multiple containers, the specific number is difficult to count, and the broken masks of those failed works even piled up a thick layer of mask fragments under the abyss, completely covering the original rock.

The original overflowing voids have all disappeared, even the voids at the roots have been dug away a lot. The amount of voids extracted by Worm and Baihua together is huge, so the quantity and quality of the containers are even more exaggerated.

Can't let them out.

Worm knows this.

The Void is inherently a more dangerous thing, and the reason why he would think of using it to deal with Radiance is simply because the Void has no self-awareness.Compared with the self-aware radiance, these void substances are much easier to use.

However, being easy to use cannot make him let go of his guard against the void. He has a deep understanding of the nature of these containers. In a sense, they can be said to be containers of the void, and they have the aptitude and ability to master the power of the void.

He is sure to cultivate this best container, but he doesn't have that much effort to manage so many containers... He is a king, and he needs to consider and deal with too many things.

The short container stood behind Worm, and suddenly poked its head out cautiously. There were two holes in the eyes of the mask, and void matter flowed inside, as deep as an abyss.

This is its "eyes".

It watched this scene. Its "brothers" struggled up the abyss and finally came to the high platform.But they came late, and their creator had already walked out of the gate with his most satisfying creation.

So...they don't have a future anymore.

The pale soul energy circulated in the air, leaving "paths" in the air like a quill, and the tangible pale wind suddenly rolled up, pushing the door to completely close.

"Boom————"

A cocoon-like pattern was formed, and there were a few chain lines on it. This extremely simple and mysterious seal was attached to the door, and finally melted into the door.

They were sealed on the grounds that they were not needed.

The container is destined to be a tragedy, and he is the creator of the tragedy.

Chapter 090 Yog

"He is cultivating his creation..."

Nightmare said softly, Worm's performance... is quite human.

"He said that the container is just a tool to defeat the radiation, and he will not have any real feelings for the container..."

"But from what I've seen, the relationship between them is not just that of tool and creator."

Lulum has an unimaginably strong interest in the relationship between Worm and the container, which seems to be related to the relationship between them as "creator" and "creator".

'haha……'

It laughed happily from the bottom of its heart, it could tease Worm with the birch bark, but it didn't dare to laugh beside Worm.

Yes, they're standing right next to Worm.

This is the Path of Pain, a training place specially built by Worm for training the container. The small container exercises sword skills and tempers will in this dangerous space.

And they... In fact, they have been following Worm since the moment Baihua left Worm's sight in a "spontaneous combustion" manner.

One of his only two phantom books, the one he used to cover Nyarlathotep's pursuit, this phantom book may not work for monsters like Fang Yog, but if the object is Wo Tom's words... that's more than enough.

"Then what do you think this is?"

Birch leaned against the wall, all he had to do now was wait, wait with Worm, wait with Hallownest.

Wait for the container to grow, wait for it to be strong enough to seal the radiance.

"It's like... father and son."

*

1654 years.

Bai Suo knocked on the half-hidden wooden door, and an old woman opened the door. She was Alice's grandmother, Margery Escue.

An old man who has raised an age.

He bowed politely to the respectable old man, and the old man knew this young man who often visited her house, so he nodded and let him in.

"Alice went to find them, this child, I told her not to go..."

The old man slowly talked about her worries about the girl, and Bai Suo, who had a deep understanding of "history", naturally knew it too.

Alice's life experience is not good.

It is said that the name "Alice Bedford" may be known by few people in later generations, but this girl has another name, her future pen name-"Isaac Newton".

This name is an era.

Her father died before she was born.And when she was three years old, her mother remarried to a local pastor, but the pastor refused to accept Alice, so Alice was fostered in her grandmother's house.

Therefore, Alice is hostile to her mother, and also hostile to her stepfather. To her, both are equal bastards, and both are objects of her aversion.

And the depth of the disgust... is evident from the fact that she keeps referring to her last name as "Bedford".

"Mother-in-law, I may know what's going on...I'll go and persuade her."

He only entered the girl's room after getting permission from the old man. In this era, although productivity has shown signs of rapid progress, the huge industrial revolution has not yet begun. Therefore, Alice's room is actually very simple and shabby. old.

—a room for a poor boy.

Playing with her windmill model sullenly, this clever girl made such a model by herself through observation, but it is different from the windmill, her model...is a little mouse.

"Squeak-"

The little mouse was running on the wheeled cart, and its goal was the corn hanging in front of it, but it was clear that it could never reach the carefully designed distance.

How should I put it... Children in this era rarely have the idea of ​​"keeping pets". The final fate of this little mouse is probably to be played to death by Alice.

"Cough cough..."

With a feigned cough, the girl who was staring at the mill in a daze was startled.

"Who... Bai Suo?"

Bai Suo, who had no sense of being a guest, casually pulled a small bench and sat down, and his eyes were also removed from the small windmill with a good principle but a rough workmanship.

"Have you gone to see them again?"

Without giving Alice any chance to resist, Baisuo walked over and grabbed the girl's dog's head.

"Don't you hate them? There's no need to go to them all the time, it will only make you more uncomfortable."

"They? Those two of them..."

Speaking of her mother and stepfather, this girl with a huge psychological shadow suddenly became gloomy. The experience of being abandoned by her mother at the age of three made her childhood suffer. Although Bai Suo, a "good friend" was by her side, But it still had a great impact on her character.

The most intuitive expression is her taciturn but image, and only in front of her grandmother and best friends who raised her, can she look like a normal girl.

"Looks like something happened."