Rubbish protagonist, I can do it too!

The spirit bodies of the sea creatures bit the undead and robbed each other. In just a few minutes, all the undead were swallowed up.

As for Hall, even though he is still in a spirit state, he will basically not be regarded as food under the protection of the power of the star cup.

"As expected, next..."

Hall closed his eyes, and teleported to the owner of this sea of ​​origin of life.

Exhausting the limit of life, Tiamat, the creator of all life, has ice-blue long hair connected to the sea of ​​origin of life, extremely beautiful and sad, his star pupils reflect the sea of ​​stars where the consciousness of the planet is located, holding a The Chalice, but the gloves that cover the skin and the chains that limit her power have been corroded by the Chalice.

Sensing Hall's arrival, Tiamat raised his head slightly, Xingtong stared at Hall calmly, and finally had a different reaction this time.

Tiamat stretched out her catkin gently towards Hall, as if inviting, pitying, and full of love.

This kind of love is not personal, but for all the creatures she created herself, Hall as one of the 70 billion human beings.

Hall remained cautious. Even if Tiamat had no malicious intentions, its standard of existence was vastly different from that of human beings. One careless move could cause Hall to fall into the abyss of eternal doom.

Chapter 382 Director!What are you doing!Director!

In the Sea of ​​Origin of Life, Hall tried to use the Star Grail to feel the power of Tiamat and sense her thoughts.

It was still blank, and she could only feel some kind of extremely primitive but complex system driving her to act.

Do you want to try contacting?

As long as she uses the power of being the Creator Goddess, the star cup can accelerate the rate of erosion.

Hall vaguely understood Tiamat's thoughts. As long as he touched her hand, he would be resurrected with a high probability. The problem is that the form of existence may be transformed into another life, such as a silicon-based life like Rahmu. life.

Seeing that Hall didn't respond for a long time, Tiamat withdrew his catkin in despair, lowered his star pupils, and continued to hold the star cup with both hands.

"what?"

Hall was amazed, not sure if he was delusional to sense her emotional response.

"There is still a lot of research on Tiamat, the original system that created life. It is still impossible to determine whether she is rational."

"But now is not the time to be obsessed with mentioning mom."

"Go back first."

Hall manipulated the power of the star cup to flow out, and resurrected his body in the real world.

Tiamat just stared curiously at the shimmering star cup, then looked up at Hall, smiling gently.

what! ?

With just a smile, Hall felt his heart and soul tremble, and before he could take a closer look, his soul was recalled by the formed body.

In the empty underground sacrificial place, Hall stood up naked, frowning in thought, and there were no traces of undead around.

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"Director! Director!"

"Wake up!"

"Director!"

Olga Marie heard the voice in a trance, and woke up with her forehead resting on her forehead. Her consciousness was still shrouded in deep lethargy, and she looked around in a daze. After she stood up, she realized that she was in a dark and quiet underground palace.

"Boss, are you okay!"

Dr. Roman's voice came from Olga Marie's communication bracelet.

"This voice... are you Roman? What happened?" Olga Marie leaned against the wall and asked in confusion, her mind still unable to sort out the chaotic memories.

"Director, don't you know? Chaldea lost the record of your whereabouts for five hours, and the communication is only restored now. It's great that you are fine."

"Five hours?" Olga Marie frowned and thought.

"Yes, there is another piece of news. Just now the observers confirmed the trace of the lost Joan of Arc. Can you tell where Joan of Arc is now through the contract? If necessary, use the command spell to summon her back."

Olga Marie looked at the back of her hand, the bright red Command Seal was still there, but she could no longer feel the connection with Joan of Arc, she shook her head and said: "No, I can't feel the existence of Joan of Arc at all, but it always feels like If there is something important to do, this is where it is.”

"The last record is that you and Joan of Arc entered the underground palace of Uruk City to perform a mission, tracking the undead along the way, but suddenly lost contact in a certain room."

"The underground palace...the undead..." Olga Marie gradually recalled something, the fear of being imprisoned in a dark and small space, the hell she saw when she was overwhelmed by countless undead, and Hall lifted her from that hell Blurred scene rescued.

At the end of her memory, she saw a strange girl who was transferred by a mysterious force, while Hall was swallowed by countless undead.

"Hall..."

Olga Marie looked up and looked around in a panic, recognized the environment here, and then rushed towards the deepest part of the underground palace after confirming the direction with magic.

"Director! Do you remember anything, where are you going?"

Dr. Roman's voice became intermittent: "No... yes, no... it's too far away from the coordinates of the spirits... and it's disturbed by a strange force... so..."

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Chaldea, command room.

"Director! What are you doing, Director!"

Dr. Roman stood up excitedly, shouted a few times to the communicator but lost the response.

"Doctor Roman, confirm that the communication connection has been disconnected." Next to it, the staff of Chaldea reported helplessly.

Da Vinci took a cup of coffee and put it next to Dr. Roman, folded his hands and smiled, "The director's personality is more intense than expected."

Dr. Roman rubbed his eyebrows and said to himself: "I hope nothing will happen. We are completely passive. We can't figure out what happened to the director."

"After all, it is the era of coexistence of gods and humans. Even a unique genius like me in human history will encounter incomprehensible things." Da Vinci spread his hands and teased, and felt at ease with the title of unique genius in human history. Seeing that Dr. Roman was still worried, he added: "Don't worry so much, the director is taking care of Hall, so there shouldn't be any problems."

"Da Vinci, why do you have so much confidence in Hall? Didn't you just say that the Age of Gods is an era that even you can't understand?"

"Is the reason...probably genius intuition or something?" Da Vinci raised a finger and smiled, met Dr. Roman's complaining eyes, and coughed in embarrassment, "Ahem, of course I'm joking."

Dr. Roman leaned on the chair, looked up at the snow-white ceiling and sighed: "You are right. Regardless of her actual strength, the only person she can rely on, or the person she wants to rely on, is Hall. It reminds me of When she first came to Chaldea."

"Did something interesting happen?"

"No, nothing interesting either."

Dr. Roman smiled bitterly: "Don't tell the director what I said next, or I will be in bad luck. When I saw the director for the first time, I thought maybe she was not suitable for this position, and the old director Long is completely the opposite, the human side is too rich, but not strong, and the mask that pretends to be tough will eventually be uncovered."

"Like now?"

"That's right, if no one is by the director's side now that the human rights have been burned, she can't survive alone. There are certain flaws in her character. The director is followed by Lefe, and after Lefe is Hall. I didn't realize my character flaws myself."

"Does that mean she's not ready yet?"

"The old director left too suddenly. It's meaningless to say these things now. The fourth singularity, how is Lixiang's progress?"

"The same is not going well." Da Vinci shook his head seriously, seeing the exhaustion that Dr. Roman saw, persuaded: "Roman, go and have a rest, and I will take your place next."

Dr. Roman took a sip of coffee and said bitterly: "No, now is not the time to rest."

"I can understand your feelings, but if you fall down, it will only throw Chaldea into chaos. If something happens or contact the director, I will wake you up."

Dr. Roman nodded reluctantly: "Okay."

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Chapter 383 Give me the rest of your life.

There was no trace of undead in the huge underground sacrificial field, and it was deep and silent, only the heavy sense of oppression remained unchanged.

"What was Mom's reaction just now..."

"There is a need for further in-depth research."

Hall extracted the true ether element and refined it into a white robe. After putting it on, he walked to the side of the ancient tomb.

This thing is the culprit that caused this incident, and it is not clear what the priests of Ai Lei were instigated by Jin Gu to create undead that even the goddess of the underworld cannot control.

The magic eye glowed with rainbow light, analyzing the divinity contained in the ancient tomb, Hall's expression was as heavy as his heart.

"Although Ai Lei is not a high-ranking god in Mesopotamian mythology, the existence of the underworld is above the gods."

"The form of existence of this ancient tomb is similar to that of Marduk's axe, which are the traces left by the gods on the earth."

"It's also thanks to the priests of Ai Lei that they can use this thing."

To use a divine weapon, one must have a corresponding high degree of divinity, and even with the same level of divinity, it may not be able to exert the true power of a divine weapon.

Feathered Serpent, who is also the main god of mythology with Marduk, can only throw the ax of Marduk that weighs as much as a city.

And the true power of the Ax of Marduk must not be weaker than the Sunstone of the Feathered Serpent God.

This ancient tomb is not a weapon made by gods. It should be a place used to worship Ereshkigal, the goddess of the underworld. Over time, this ancient tomb was regarded by the priests as a substitute for the goddess of the underworld, and thus became tainted with the goddess of the underworld. sex.

Hall wondered what purpose this thing could have besides causing trouble.

Suddenly, a thick black fog formed above the ancient tomb again, and the temperature dropped, appearing as the familiar Garula Spirit of Hall, who hissed: "Convey ~ convey ~ convey ~"

The Demonic Eye observed a familiar aura. It was not made from this ancient tomb, but used the ancient tomb as a medium to summon the real messenger of the underworld.

The Galula spirit floated to Hall's side, and the bone claws gently lowered a simple mirror, which disappeared in light.

Hall picked up the mirror and looked at it, and saw the figure of Ereshkigal, the goddess of the underworld, in the mirror. It was the real body in the underworld, wearing a black dress, and the spear in his hand was no longer a thunderbolt. The fixed shape is a gorgeous broad-bladed spear.

Ereshkigal looked into the mirror and asked, "Hello, hello, can you hear me?"

"I can see and hear." Hall replied, moving the mirror to find that the camera would move with it.

Ereshkigal looked back and forth at Hall and breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that you are really okay. Your companion was sent away with my last strength. The spirit I created has disappeared, and it is basically impossible to come to the hall in the future." The ground, so I will lend you this ancient mirror of the underworld to facilitate our communication in the future."

Can't come to the ground...

Hall pretended to be unintentional and said, "If you want to come to the ground, you can just borrow another body of yours."

"Huh?" Ereshkigal was taken aback, thinking seriously.

It took her a while to confirm that this method was feasible, and Ereshkigal stared at Hall with a smile and said, "Speaking of which, half of the credit for being able to save your companion is due to me."

Hall felt that Ereshkigal's smile revealed the same greedy taste as Rin Tosaka, but also a troublesome breath, and said bluntly: "It was your priest who caused this incident."

Ereshkigal cried with a sad face, frustrated and innocent: "I was also kept in the dark. All in all, I have nothing to do with this incident, but it is a fact that I helped you save your companion. In return, you don't think you should Do something for the goddess?"

"Sacrifice your soul?"

"No, your soul is not so cheap, just what you said just now, as long as it is night, I can borrow another body of mine."

Hall frowned, not expecting that the method he proposed would bring him trouble, "So, is there anything you want me to do?"

"That's right, you have to bring the other me to the territory of the underworld, which is the city of Kusa, so that I can get in touch with her and make a connection. The relationship between you and the other me shouldn't be difficult."

"What kind of relationship will I have with Ishtar?" Hall was speechless.

Ereshkigal said casually: "Lover or something."

In the original myth, Ishtar had many lovers, but after being possessed and summoned by Tohsaka Rin, she was no longer the original Venusian actress. Even the most persistent Gilgamesh was just unwilling to give in. And tit for tat.

But Ereshkigal’s seemingly joking remarks are not too far from the truth.

"..."

Ereshkigal was about to burst into tears: "How on earth are you going to refute this!"

The corner of Hall's mouth twitched, "I promise you will lure Ishtar to Kuza City, but don't have too much hope, and how to deal with this thing."

Hall pointed to the ancient tomb.

"That's something I abandoned. I didn't expect it to cause such a big trouble. I can't reach the ground. Just now, I can only use it as a medium to briefly summon the messenger... I don't need it, so do whatever you want."

Hall nodded.

"Temporarily seal it to prevent others from using it to make trouble." Hall put his hands together, and the true ether elements of the Age of Gods flowed and gathered, emitting a blue thunder light.

呲味~

Pat the ancient tomb with both hands to form an array, the soil rolled, the ancient tomb sank into the ground to hide its traces, and then paved with bricks and stones again.

The ancient tomb was protected by an array, and even if someone found it, it would be impossible for someone whose strength did not surpass Hall to break through the barrier easily.

Hall yawned and closed the independent magic circuit of the magic eye. His body and mind were squeezed to the limit in this battle, and he muttered to himself: "It's time to go back, sleep well for a day to recover."

In the ancient mirror of the underworld, Ereshkigal said in frustration: "Although I don't know what method you used to eliminate the undead, it must not be easy, so I will let you go this time."