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Chapter 181 God, please forgive me! (10.2K)

"You don't look like an instructor, but like a bastard who came out of nowhere." Kyle stretched out his finger, as if he couldn't feel the heat, he stifled his cigarette directly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, he's just used to it. Captain Kyle, how do you know that Wrynn was an instructor before?" The goblin in the white coat forced a smile and at the same time gave Wrynn a wink.

Wrynn took out the lighter and lit the cigarette again without hesitation, took a deep breath, the cigarette butt burned directly to the butt, and swallowed for a while:
"I knew him earlier than you. This kid came to train under me and suffered a lot."

Kyle's indifferent face twitched slightly after hearing him speak like this, and when he spoke again, there was already some emotion in his voice:

"If the training you refer to refers to a 12-year-old kid who is exhausted after walking five kilometers with a weight, and is hit by a fist until he almost faints, then it is barely considered."

Hearing Kyle's words, the goblin in the white coat froze for a moment, then turned to look at Wrynn, as if looking at an animal.

"Tsk, almost all the professionals in the goblin garrison experienced this before you improved the specialization method of those melee professionals.

Concentrating expertise is an extremely dangerous behavior. Even those monks who have honed their physical bodies for a long time and walk on this road with half a foot, forcibly disobeying their body's instincts will have huge risks. "

Wrynn threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, stomped it out, and said disapprovingly: "Please, professionals will almost die, and people like you who have no foundation, if you don't goug a specific part with an iron fist and stimulate the body to seek Instinct to survive, once the condensed specialty fails, it is normal for the five internal organs to fail."

Kyle snorted softly.

Although the method of condensing specialties in the Iberian Federation era was quite barbaric, he never expected that the method of condensing extraordinary specialties on this continent would be so cruel more than 600 years ago.

Wrynn lowered his head and took out another cigarette, lit it and put it in his mouth. Seeing that Kyle's brows were furrowed even more, he raised his eyebrows provocatively, then turned his head and said to the goblin in white coat:

"Okay, Dr. Osborne, get in the car and say something, you are willing to get out of your kennel, probably not to see me, get in the car, and we will talk on the way back."

Dr. Osborne nodded, then looked at Kyle.

Kyle frowned, and the three of them got into a car, one step ahead of the convoy, and drove towards Wandong City.

On the way, Wrynn, who was driving in the front row, finally spoke again:
"Okay, Dr. Osborne, if you have anything to say, just ask him directly. In this world, you can't find a professional with a stronger body than him, and I'm afraid... there won't be any in the future." Here's the chance."

The goblin empire may have collapsed, and what remains in Wandong City are only the embers of the empire.

Now the source of soldiers in Wandong City will only decline more and more, and under the influence of the anti-casting field device, it will become more difficult for professionals to be promoted.

Among the newly born imperial people, even many people no longer know why the power of professionals arises.

The goblin in the white coat nodded and smiled gently at Kyle: "Captain Kyle, I heard from the speaker that you were once parasitized by the monster 'Gluttony Slime' back then, and part of your flesh and blood was melted, right?"

Kyle squinted his eyes, his piercing eyes lingered on the goblin researcher on one side, and finally said lightly: "Is there any problem?"

"I heard people say that when you were young, you secretly wrote to your father's superiors, saying that there are gods behind those undead and monsters, and that if you want to achieve results, you must take beheading actions as soon as possible.

Otherwise, once the gods use the divine drop, our plan will be destroyed in an instant. Unfortunately, no one cared about a human child's method at that time, let alone adopted it. "

"Maybe I was just guessing at that time? When the monster itself merged with the dungeon into the mainland, because it was not recognized by the will of the world, it was more animalistic than the normal mainland race.

And because the dead spirits long for the flesh and blood of the living, they are extremely respectful of the behavior of trampling on life, and it is even more difficult to control.

I think it is unreasonable for such aggressive monsters and undead to attack the goblin empire in such an orderly manner, but you are blinded by the firepower of magic equipment and thermal weapons. "

"Look at you, you don't even dare to admit it!" Wrynn suddenly laughed.

The smoke he inhaled just now spewed out from his slightly dilated nostrils, his eyes were sharp: "I remember clearly, when you entrusted your relationship to enter the camp and said you wanted to become a professional, the firm eyes were Not like a child.

Of course, it's not just you, the group of rangers under you... Tsk tsk, forget it, if I didn't say it, at least at this moment, you and I are still comrades in arms. "

Kyle was silent for a while.

He didn't know whether Wrynn was testing him or if he had already reached a conclusion, but no matter what it was, it at least showed that Wrynn had begun to doubt the identity of him and his rangers.

Damn, the situation is so troublesome now!

According to normal historical echo dungeons, in order to help dungeon raiders integrate into the dungeon as soon as possible, World Will will start from scratch and provide dungeon raiders with a scientific and reasonable identity.

In this case, it is rare to hear that someone will be found by the creatures of the historical echo dungeon... unless they themselves are idle.

But in this situation, he feels that something is not right.

The car stopped, and the ground entrance of Wandong City arrived.

"If you came here to ask me this, then I don't think there's any need to continue." Kyle said, turned and opened the car door to leave.

"Wrynn! You said you—" The goblin in the white coat pulled Wrynn hard, but he didn't pull it. Obviously, he was not used to the vulgarity of Wrynn, the real power controller of the goblin mixed brigade.

"That's why I said, I hate working with you goblin scholars, why should I be cautious about testing that kid?"

Wrynn threw the cigarette butt out of the window, took out the crushed cigarette case from his pocket with one hand, and wanted to take out another one.

Knocked on the cigarette box, it was empty, the muscles on his face twitched, he cursed, he stuck his head out of the window and shouted to Kyle who had already turned and left:
"I know that you are very strong now. If you only count the compatriots in Wandong City, even if you take into account those guys with the strongest physique among our goblins, you are no longer at the same level as them.

But believe me, don't go looking for that guy, you fucking have no chance to beat the king of monsters, even if you win, it's useless, don't forget, the most dangerous people are never those guys who stand on the bright side ...

The west coast is broken, and our people are basically dead. The king of monsters is the one who attacked, but the mixed brigade is involved, and it is a God's Chosen who makes us inseparable.

We want to go, but we don't have a chance, do you get the fuck? "

Kyle paused, then walked forward.

"and many more!"

Wrynn said sharply: "I can guess what you're thinking, which one of the people present doesn't want to kill the coalition forces of various countries, but there is no chance, no chance, understand?

Back then, before they had seen the final bomb, we blew up a circle along the national border, and after achieving good results, they soon dispatched God's Chosen, using the power of gods to resist our mainstream combat weapons .

Since then, our idea of ​​fighting for our lives has been difficult to realize.

You are strong, but you have limits. When facing the final bomb, there is no difference between you and me, unless you plan to use yourself as a bait directly like Xihai Sharp Blade back then, and blow them all to the sky regardless of enemy or friend... ..."

"Wrynn!!" The goblin in the white coat raised his voice and interrupted Wrynn angrily.

"Captain Kyle, please don't misunderstand." The goblin in the white coat got out of the car and hurried forward, "Recently, the Wandongcheng Research Institute has made some discoveries, which may turn the situation around, but I'm afraid I need your assistance in testing."

"Forget it, I'm busy."

Kyle lowered his head, and suppressed his emotions after a while, with a trace of apology on his face, "Sorry, I'm a little tired today, please tell your superiors about the "Sea Stinger". "

"No, no, I disturbed you, but I still want to tell you..."

"Feel sorry."

Kyle said again, turned and walked away.

After being dazed for a while in the white coat, his face was a little gloomy.

"Wrynn, look at what you did!" the goblin in the white coat said to Wrynn in distress.

"Hey, what do you know, do you think we can talk to him? That kid was a professional before he was a soldier..."

Wrynn said with a chuckle, with a careless expression.

For people like them, simple words are not so easy to use. Either let the superior give orders directly, or let him make a choice on his own initiative.

As for making him change his mind with the advantage of tongue?What are you kidding?
How could Wrynn not know that smoking and drinking will affect the physical performance of professionals, but it is not necessary to smoke and drink.

People like Kyle who don't smoke, drink, have sex, and are not obsessed with power will only be more determined than him.

"He obviously doesn't want to deal with us. If he doesn't agree, our last chance will be lost!" The goblin in white coat was a little distressed.

Wrynn, who was on the side, inhaled lightly, and suddenly burst into a fit, punching the goblin in the white coat on the face, hammering him to the ground, and stepping on the goblin in the white coat with his Martin boots:
"Go to NMD, if I am in charge of the rangers, when I receive your order to let them go to your queen, I will kill you, the person who gave the order, as soon as possible."

Wrynn was furious like a lion.

He had been a believer, at least before this battle, that some sacrifices must be made to win a war.

But now he realizes that he was wrong, big mistake!
If wars among countries are a continuation of politics, then wars with followers of gods are for the possibility of survival.

The purpose of the war is to survive, but on the day of the complete defeat of the defense line on the west coast, when he faced the chosen one who was hiding in the crowd of monsters and looked at him coldly, he suddenly felt that all the battles were not important.

Now he only wants to save the lives of the surviving compatriots, as for the war with the lambs of God?
As long as that monster (God's Chosen One) exists, it will only be a one-sided massacre!

"Ahem~ Sensibility is not what think tanks like us in the combat center should have." The goblin in the white coat spit out a mouthful of blood, and a tooth was splashed on the ground mixed with blood.

"Perhaps it's because the higher-ups know that you guys can use their mouths? After all, someone will carry out the order, and unfortunately, that person will not be you."

Wrynn said sarcastically: "Maybe it's because you are worried that you will use all means to explore the mysteries and mysterious phenomena of the world? After all, there seem to be many fanatics in the research institute who are trying to find out the mysteries of gods from the corpses of evil gods. For example, they once dominated [ Sky Ladder Project] you."

The goblin in the white coat held his cheeks and smiled, and stood up reluctantly: "Maybe we just want to chase the ultimate beauty of the world? To be honest, I am quite envious of you, at least you don't know anything."

Wrynn spat, his face full of disdain: "What's the matter? Kneeling beside the corpse of the evil god like you, begging for the power of a corpse?"

"That's not the case. Maybe I'd rather put that corpse on the operating table and slice it up for study?"

The goblin in the white coat muttered, picked up the glasses that had fallen aside, and said to himself: "Maybe in your eyes, we are such a group of irresponsible liars?

After all, as far as I am concerned, I shout the slogan of studying gods for the benefit of all goblins and the whole continent, but in fact, I just use the wealth and resources of society to satisfy my greedy desire for knowledge and satisfy my understanding of the mysterious universe and truth. The joy of beauty. "

He wiped his gray glasses with a white coat and put them on. The afterglow of the setting sun was reflected on the lenses, making it impossible to see his eyes clearly behind the lenses.

"Why, don't you want to ask Kyle to save you at this time?" Wrynn said sarcastically.

The goblin in the white coat pushed the frame of the mirror, with a slightly distorted smile on his face: "No, I just suddenly realized that I made a stupid and ineffective move just now, and instead ignored the most important point.

Wrynn, I originally thought you were on our side, but now it seems that even you will be blinded by the power of the Chosen One, and you are not a suitable candidate. "

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!" Wrynn was still angry, his face full of ferocity, "Yes, I was terrified, when I faced that God's Chosen One, I knew that I would never have the strength to resist him again up.

But so what?Kyle is different, he is strong enough, he has not reached the upper limit, let alone met that guy, he has a better chance of surviving than any of you.

I originally thought that his fugitive thinking would weaken his courage to fight, but now it seems that this is a good thing. At least he can still think calmly now, instead of being coerced by the fanatical war atmosphere and losing his calmness as a decision maker. "

"So you want to stop me?" The goblin in the white coat spread his hands.

"No, I'm a soldier, but I think if you ask me to enlighten that kid, I'm sorry, it will backfire."

Hearing what Wrynn said, the goblin in the white coat smiled: "As long as you don't stop it, that's enough."

It was night, dusk fell, and everything was quiet.

Kyle, who had vented his anger from the coast, walked into the base with heavy steps.

When passing the alleyway at the entrance of Wandong City, he paused for a moment, turned around and walked towards the silent alleyway.

In the darkness, he once again met a pair of absent-minded eyes.

"Didn't I tell you that it would be safer at home?" Kyle's eyes were slightly cold.

The human girl Mira, who was leaning against the trash can, trembled subconsciously, lowered her head and said, "There is no home."

"..."

"He~he doesn't want me anymore." The little girl who calmed down a little fell silent for a while, her voice distorted due to choking.

Kyle smelled a strange smell in his nose, and his eyes became deeper: "No, the children who are still alive have been loved deeply."

"I didn't see Dad in the car back from the west coast." The little girl tried her best to blow her nose, but her eye sockets were still red and swollen.

Kyle was stunned for a moment, his head turned pale, and he recalled in a trance the dreary meeting room, someone said, "Many brothers died on the west coast during the bug wave two days ago", and remembered the very few returning convoys.

For a moment, he felt that his words were a little pale, so he shook his head and said, "He may want to save the world. If you cry again, he won't be able to protect everyone with peace of mind."

"he died!"

"...Yeah, he's dead." Kyle's voice became deeper and deeper, "The one who killed him was the "God", remember this word, that is the monster that brought the end and took away your father. "

"Monster?"

There was a little coldness in Kyle's eyes, and his thin eyelashes drooped: "Yes, monsters. They like to occupy the brains of cowardly people, so that they will never think of anything other than begging for mercy.

Sometimes they will give it hope like a well-fed cat playing with a mouse, and slowly take its life away. "

The fear in Mira's eyes grew stronger, and she said in disbelief, "Why~ why are they so cruel?"

"Because that's their way of life. In order to gain strength, they will inject the poison called faith into the living body, let it spread along the blood and into the depths of the brain."

Kyle recalled the research results of a necromancer in his previous life who was besieged and killed by the Chosen for blasphemy.

Kyle pronounced the words very clearly, and said in a whisper: "After the gods possess, the 'poison' called the power of faith will materialize and spread throughout the body.

Even within 24 hours, the power of faith will use the human body as a nest to hatch a more corrosive special power 'divine power'.

After the birth of divine power, the special power released will replace most of the blood vessel walls of the human body, take root in the body, form special hormones that replace endothelial cells, and further liberate the power of our body. Happiness will make the Chosen one become a prisoner of happiness without hesitation.

They call this communion with the gods, proof that the Chosen ones have transcended their limits.

However, the addiction of divine power is too strong, so the chosen one will lose his judgment on pain, sink into it, and become a toy of the revived god from his body, at his mercy.

What awaits them is to stop breathing in the phantom pain of suffocation and spreading joy, and turn into walking corpses controlled by gods, so you understand... "

Kyle squatted down, gently held the girl's face, looked at her eyes that had been flooded with tears, and said lightly:

"So you get it? These are the gods who twist reality with hallucinogenic bliss, deprive people of their wits, and create living undead for the ultimate purpose of eating people. Hate them, because of them, your father will never come back gone."

Mira's eyes were a little dazed, obviously unable to understand.

Isn't hallucinogenic happiness also happiness?At least there is a chance to see Mom and Dad in my dream.

"Don't think about it if you don't understand it." Kyle let go of his hand holding her cheek, and slowly ruffled her hair, "Well, don't cry, I'll tell you a story."

Mira lowered her head and shook her head in resistance, but Kyle's voice became deeper and deeper: "If you are a dazzling paladin in the temple, you have sworn to God that you will protect the innocent and weak, and kill demons and ghosts.

One day, on the way to exorcism, you met a nobleman who was about to snatch a girl away. During the entanglement, the girl's hat accidentally fell off, revealing the horns on her head. You know, she is the one you want to kill. of demons.

But she was very clean, without the smell of blood, so she shouldn't have hurt anyone.If it was a human being, you would save her without hesitation.

But she is a devil, and the identity of a devil makes you have scruples.You hesitated, wondering whether to save her from leaving.

But you once solemnly swore an oath to protect the weak before God, and made an oath of incompatibility with the devil. "

The confusion in the girl's pupils reflected Kyle's pale but increasingly determined face.

I saw that his eyes were full of exhaustion, but the heavy words kept rising: "Most demons will do evil, do you think you choose to turn a blind eye, or break your oath, and shout out that sentence with the flames of hatred?" ——

God please forgive me! "

The little girl was silent for a long time, her eyes gradually brightened, and a hoarse cry came from her immature throat, as if she was asking for help: "Will the knight come to protect Miss Devil?"

"No, he still abides by his oath."

"Then why did he repent?"

"Because he will protect Miss Demon from the nobles, and then...the nobles and her will be killed by him."

"Is Miss Devil going to die after all?"

"Yes, but paladins will be gentle."

"Is that right?"

"So..." Kyle's eyes seemed to be swallowed by an abyss, and his fingertips slid down her tattered clothes, with deep sadness in his eyes, "God, please forgive me!"

Gluttonous slime queen, Esther, wake up.

The slime solution flickering at the fingertips engulfed Mira's body.

Kyle watched her struggle in the life-robbing solution, and the burning smoke rolled in with the stench of corpses.

She staggered and fell to the ground, and the package of yellow peaches in syrup that she had thrown on the ground earlier was swallowed by Este together with her.

An inhuman roar sounded, and the rotten limbs of the undead that pierced the skin from behind were crushed into a ball of paste by Esther's crush before they could break through.

She struggled in the cloudy solution towards Kyle, her lips parted and closed, and Kyle couldn't hear clearly.

He straightened his body and said softly: "It will be soon, at least I will let you die as a human being."

In the dark alley came the howling of a vicious wind.

[Lion Heart Proof], go all out!

Boom~
The collapsed stone wall, the crumbling flesh and blood, together with Mira's withered life, slowly disappeared, and Kyle's face was numb.

Mira had died a long time ago, and what was alive was just a container that was about to hatch undead.

"Tsk, it's Grandpa White first, and then these little girls... These coalition forces from various countries, do they want me to stand against them?"

Kyle's voice was a little impatient.

The rain in Wandong City can't hide the malice.

Kyle believes that there is a child named Mira, whose father died in the dusk on the west coast after fighting bravely on the front line to protect the child.

So, he at least hoped that the child would die as a human being instead of being killed by himself as an enemy.

"Those undead..." Kyle took a deep breath, "Did they hide in the water again and try to create new undead?"

At this time, the "Didi~" prompt sounded on the communicator.

"Drip~"

The communicator's prompt sounded, Kyle looked at the girl who was about to be swallowed up, and glanced at the communicator complicatedly:
[A short message: Captain Kyle, the Wandongcheng Research Institute sincerely invites you to come and watch. If you are still obsessed with the future of the goblin empire, or the future you want to protect, please believe that we will always Towards a common goal]

Kyle glanced at it, and after a long time, he sneered.

Are you kidding me, just go if you tell me to go?
…10 minutes later…

Wandong City's research institute welcomed an unexpected visitor.

"Welcome, Captain Kyle." Dr. Osborne, with emery cloth on his face, slurred his words, "I also hope that you can get the results you want here today."

"I've read the message you sent." Kyle walked up to the goblin in the white coat steadily, and Osborn smiled embarrassingly in his sharp eyes.

Although I was a few years older than this inhumanly strong captain, when I faced him, I always felt uneasy from the bottom of my heart.

Damn it, I should be the one who came to him lightly, tilted my head and said to him, "It's an honor for you to get my invention". What step did I go wrong to make this happen?

"Since you read the message, we must have reached a consensus on this point."

Kyle stopped and looked at Dr. Osborn indifferently: "It's not a consensus, just forget it."

"Forget it?" He chewed his teeth, "Unfortunately, I can't experience such a feeling."

"How about I kill your whole family to let you experience it?"

"Then I'm afraid you made a mistake. After the evacuation, I only have my son."

Dr. Osborne smiled, "The action in the snow field that led to the capture of the Sword Maniac by the coalition forces and the transformation into the Chosen One, he was one of the soldiers who assisted you. In that battle, apart from the Sword Maniac who has become the Chosen One Apart from White Simtia, there is no one alive."

"You can actually laugh... You are better than me in this." Kyle looked at this man again.

The white coat said calmly: "I thought the cold wind from Osilia wouldn't blow us away, but since we're gone, we're going to be gone. Compared to this, I have more important things to accomplish, and you are the most important thing in this plan." Part of the crux, so, please."

He made a "please" gesture in front of him.

"You are amazing!" Although he doesn't like goblins with this temperament, this mentality is indeed strong enough.

Osilia Snowfield is a public area adjacent to Wandong City.

At that time, Wandong City implemented a plan called "Operation Snowfield" there.

The plan dispatched 11 professionals who were almost the top in Wandong City at that time, and more than 100 goblin elite gunners and heavy machine masters assisted them. The purpose was to capture the special parasitic undead that appeared for the first time.

To be precise, that thing should be called the Scarab Revenant.

In the end, although the capture was successful, none of the ordinary professionals survived. Nine professionals died and one was crippled. Gradually lost control, almost being directly occupied by the gods.

Later...Later, in order to avoid hurting Kyle by his "self" after "The Advent of the Holy One", the old White decisively chose to flee away.

When we saw him again, he had already become the "God's Chosen One" on the side of Holy Brinia.

All of the above are things that happened before Kyle's memory was recovered, which can be regarded as the "setting" of Old White in this historical echo dungeon.

Of course, if Kyle can reset this copy, everyone will leave this copy directly, and Old White will have no problem.

Trouble... No wonder the will of the world thinks that the problem of standing in line will determine the difficulties they face in the dungeon.

If he is in the coalition of various countries, the old White is still his ace killer.

But if he wants to save more residents of Wandong City, then Old White will become a powerful enemy that hinders his attack.

Kyle strode forward. It was also his first time to enter the research institute of Wandong City. After entering, he was quite surprised by the chaos inside the research institute.

In the not-so-spacious hall, there was a circle of computer-like equipment randomly placed, dense grids and wires intertwined with each other, which could be called an electrician's nightmare, and a large number of organs were suspended in the liquid in huge glass jars.

Most of the researchers present looked tired, and their crumpled coats made them look not like rigorous scientists, but a group of half-crazy beggars.

Kyle lowered his eyes: "Are you doing research in this state?"

"Otherwise?" The white coat walked slowly, and only then did Kyle realize that although his appearance was different from that of a human, Osborn's complexion was not very good.

There were blood scabs on the pale and chapped lips.

"you……"

"We don't plan to leave." Dr. Osborn interrupted Kyle's conversation: "No, no, according to the current situation, if we evacuate again, the last research facility will not be able to keep. In this case, then You might as well just stay here."

"You follow them and leave, there must be a chance." Kyle said.

But the long silence made the emotion in the white coat's eyes a bit more complicated.

"Listen, Captain Kyle, excluding those creations of the gods, the earliest life discovered by our archeology has been born 21 billion years ago.

From the appearance of the first intellectual life 8500 million years ago, to us who have established the goblin empire today, from the perspective of the macrocosm, life is not a frequent visitor to the world.

As an individual, we are as small as dust. For us, the history of civilization is magnificent and long. There are countless countries on the beach that have been beaten to death by waves, but looking at the mainland, the inheritance has always been there.

It is just transferred from one country to another. Although it will be weakened, it is still passed on. But now, if our Wandong City is also destroyed, there will be no real inheritors of the goblin will in this world.

All I know is that the gods don't want goblins to exist, don't look at how we can laugh here now, don't look at us still maintaining the appearance of a goblin, but wait until our ending is fixed. "

"...Just stick to the past."

The goblin in the white coat looked at his colleagues in a hurry, and smiled gently: "If the sun shines brightly in the future, and the road ahead is full of flowers and plants, then we will not be the ones walking in this world."

"No." Kyle raised his head firmly, "The goblin will live forever."

"Hahaha, that's why I said that vulgar fellow Wrynn doesn't understand anything... Is it important to live? Can it be considered alive if it's like a corpse?
You, those rangers, or that sword maniac who became one of the chosen ones, should be able to understand our situation... "

The goblin in the white coat laughed and burst into tears, "This is the wonder of life, Wrynn, who is the main combat faction, wants to leave a fire for the rest of the people, but you, the evasive faction, are willing to accept our conditions.

Is it to save your partner?Oh, what a wonderful human heart! "

Kyle said indifferently: "The war has been going on for many years."

"It should be said that it has been over for many years, otherwise why has our Wandong City become part of the echo of history?"

"..."

"Is it strange?" Dr. Osborn showed a gentle smile on his face.

"I'm really a little surprised. Logically speaking, under the control of world consciousness, you shouldn't be aware of this." Kyle sighed.

Sure enough, it was exactly as he thought, what Wrynn said before made him feel very strange.

Now Dr. Osborn has proved this point... that is, the high-level executives of Wandong City have long realized that they have become a part of the dungeon.

"So how did you find out?" Kyle was a little curious.

He had never heard of a dungeon with echoes of history, where someone could see that he was just a reflection of history, not an actual creature.

In fact, in many cases, even players rush directly into this type of dungeon and tell the residents:

"Hey, in fact, you are already dead in history, and you are just fakes copied from historical echo dungeons!"

Most of the time, not a few dungeon natives would believe it.

After all, just think about it.

If you have lived in a big city all year round and have never really gone out to see it, then one day, someone suddenly pops up and swears to you:
"Yo, little brother, in fact, you are already dead, and now you seem to be alive, just because God recreated you and threw you into this metropolis.

Listen to me, V I 50, I will take you out of the cage of God! "

At this time, excluding the second-year teenagers, most people will only regard the person who said this as a brain-dead person, and will not really believe that they have already hit the street.

Not to mention a Wandong City that was besieged in a cage by the armies of several countries.

Kyle looked at Dr. Osborn, frowned, and said, "Since you already knew about it, why haven't you acted until now?"

"It's not that you don't act, but that it's useless to act... If you haven't recovered your memory and won't be able to get your cooperation, then go on following the established history, no matter how many methods we exhaust...

In the end, what will be ushered in will still be the end of death. "

"In this way, we have become your savior instead? Should I be honored?" Kyle said.

Dr. Osborn didn't answer Kyle, but just kept walking.

"Here we are." Dr. Osborne showed a proud look on his somewhat tired face, "Come and see our best masterpiece over the years."

Seeing Kyle coming to the huge glass container, everyone's eyes were focused.

From their faces, Kyle read a sentence: Finally something useful, come to the end of the fuck!

He glanced over and was stunned, his face was rarely able to suppress his emotions, and began to twist.

"What is this Gouba!"

Seeing the living creature suspended in the glass container like twisted tentacles...on that living body, he actually felt his own breath.

Even Esther, who had been silent all along, poked his head out from the gap in Kyle's clothes, looking at the living tissue curiously.

"That thing looks delicious?" The thought flashed through its mind.
As for Kyle, he has already broken the defense, he recognizes what it is.

He pointed at the thing tremblingly and said, "Don't tell me, you made this out of the flesh and blood of the evil god you killed back then?"

The white coat approached Kyle and said, "Does it look good? The corpse is somehow more miraculous than nanomaterials. Unfortunately, it is alive. Not everyone can tame it."

"I know." Kyle replied angrily.

He knew, of course he knew.

In the Gate of the Nether, there are two things that can be called "universal" in a wide range. One is dragons. There are too many parts of dragons that can be used as materials for various mysterious systems.

Every year, more than a dozen new uses of different dragon materials emerge, supporting a large number of mages, pharmacists, and alchemists.

And the other kind is regarded as a higher-level replacement material for dragons... divine body.

Divine blood, divine body, divine fire, divine power, divine nature...

If the gods hadn't gained the upper hand in power, they would have been eaten by greedy beings and needed breeding.

But even so...

"Your [Ladder Project] is to make this thing? Don't blame those gods for wanting to kill you, you are digging their roots!"

Kyle has seen that mass of flesh and blood...

Around version 7.0 of the game, a special piece of equipment called "Sacred Artifact" appeared on the road.

These equipment existed in the form of flesh and blood at the very beginning, and once they are fused with the blood of some people, they can be transformed into a specific type of equipment at will.

These seemingly incomparable Cthulhu-style equipment have only one purpose, to fuse the flesh and blood or even the origin of a certain type of god, pull the originally immortal god out of the long river of fate, and permanently destroy it...

In the end, everything about that god will be absorbed by the "Sacred Artifact", replacing the god with weapons and exercising the power of rules.

Of course, before this thing successfully absorbed the power of the gods, it was nothing more than an excellent piece of equipment.

...the following are not billed...

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Favorites, recommended tickets, monthly tickets, automatic subscription!I'm going to squeeze you dry!
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　Street diary:
　　【Diary of Yangyou】

　　A friend of the author: Luoluo, are you hot?

　　I do not know

　　A friend of the author: pay attention to safety

　　me: huh
　　A friend of the author: I encountered an extremely sad thing. My mobile phone is an iPhoneXR. Before, my big tail was as long as the XR. I went out to find the young lady last night and found that something was wrong. , it's a bit shorter. I measured it, and it's a little over three centimeters shorter.

　　Me: Pfft! ! !
　　A friend of the author: I didn’t fall asleep last night, my big tail is gone, from now on, I’m just an ordinary Chinese cow
　　Me: No, actually, you have always been an ordinary bull, you are just an excuse (shock sound)!

　　A friend of the author: Actually, I also doubted it, but fortunately, I was bored before, and I took photos with my mobile phone. I am sure that it is a bit shorter

　　Me: No, you are a joke, I am happy
　　Friend of a certain author: laugh, when you get back to Yang, and your big tail becomes short, it will be my turn to laugh. It’s a pity, there are still many beautiful girls who haven’t tried my big tail!Ugh

　　Me: You are a technician if you are invincible, it does not affect

　　A friend of the author: Damn
　　Me: Without them, they will work hard to call me my treasure, you have to trust their professional attitude
　　A friend of the author: good guy

　　【Plot reminder】

　　The historical echo dungeon can be repeated repeatedly, so don’t worry about tragedy, it will have a fairly good ending, let me pull my emotions first

　　
　
(End of this chapter)