One Piece: Holy Cult

Chapter 154 Breaking the game (second update)
On both sides of the wide passage, the white navy "justice" cloak complements the pure black suits of the secret service, clearly guarding the corridor on the fifth floor underground.

As Uriel walked and watched, he saw a few acquaintances such as Huoshaoshan, Stoloberg, and Dalmatian.

Such a staff arrangement is already at the highest alert level.

But for Uriel, who was promoted to the Great God, infiltrating is still easy.

We must know that today's creation of the magical illusion world has improved by many levels compared to the influence of the five senses at the Myojin stage.

It is the ability to directly exert influence on the brains of the enemy, making them see what Uriel wants them to see, hear what Uriel wants them to hear, and feel what Uriel wants them to feel.

These powerhouses who were famous in the navy and the secret service respectively were either proficient in domineering, or masters in ability, or a combination of fruit ability and profound domineering, but before the creation of Uriel's fantasy world, they were no weaker than the weakest Ordinary people are more resistant.

Whether it is the strengthening of the five senses or even special perception, no one can escape the illusion created by Uriel unless someone can remove his brain to detect it.

The long passage is guarded by dozens of strong men, but it still allows Uriel to come and go freely, as if walking through the city gate with ease.

The guards are like road signs, pointing out the location where Tina and others are being held.

A room that was originally used to hold slaves.

The width of the room is about ten rooms, and the depth is at least 50 meters. Tina and others are in the iron cage at the deepest part of the room.

The moment Uriel stepped into the door, Uriel's continuously activated divine sense of fate suddenly rang the alarm, warning of danger. At the same time, Uriel's increasingly keen sixth sense also pulsated in Uriel's consciousness.

"Ok?"

Uriel frowned.

The room was empty.Where does the danger come from?

Uriel had absolute trust in the perception of fate and his own sixth sense, and quickly opened the eyes of spiritual vision to observe carefully.

"I see."

Under the eyes of the spirit vision, the layout of the room was clear at a glance, and Uriel finally discovered the source of the sense of crisis.

"I have an idea! Knowing that I have the ability to create illusions, I think the living guards are not safe, so I put the machine in the last level."

Uriel secretly praised the enemy who planned the guard arrangement in his heart.

In the field of vision of the eyes of spiritual vision, from the ground to the wall, from the wall to the roof, there are densely packed text notes, pointing out hundreds of traps hidden in the room.

The planner's thinking was very clear, and it was completely aimed at Uriel's hallucinogenic ability to minimize the effect of the illusion.

If you don't believe that your illusion can deceive these machines, this is the information revealed by the builder.

An organ without life naturally does not need a brain.

"Let me see what kind of institutions there are."

According to the markings in the visual field of the eye of vision, Uriel inspected them one by one.

Vibration detection, made of thin transparent silk thread, only a slight vibration will activate the alarm and attack the trap.

Like a color-changing patch, a detector that can distinguish temperature changes.

Thin blades that sense the subtle movement of air.

A honeycomb-shaped odor detector that is [-] times more sensitive than a dog's sense of smell.

The most common ones are transparent silk threads that are smaller than spider silk, or the two ends are respectively fixed on the walls on both sides to intercept them horizontally, or the two ends are separated from the roof and the ground, forming a vertical line, or slanting upwards to connect them. The upper and lower diagonals of the room.

There are no less than millions of these transparent silk threads, interlaced and intercepted in the space leading from the door to the iron cage, as fine as a cocoon woven by spiders, and the largest gap in it can only accommodate a baby's fist.

Normal adults want to pass through without touching any silk thread, which is simply an impossible task.

And these millions of silk threads are not only connected to the alarm, but also lead wires themselves.

Once any one of the millions of silk threads is touched, the explosives buried in the walls, underground and even the ceiling of the room, filling Uriel's entire field of vision, will immediately stage a fiery explosion party.

Maybe these explosives can't do anything to Uriel, but Tina and others in the cage will definitely die.

Although Uriel has the ability to resurrect the dead, the guards of the general and lieutenant who were shocked by the explosion would never give him time to resurrect calmly.

The arranger obviously used the power of science and technology to the extreme, and the entire defense layout can be regarded as foolproof.

"Safety? It's a pity that I don't belong to the ten thousand."

Facing the extreme layout of the organization, Uriel pulled a confident smile with confidence in his mind.

If it is only the rank of Myojin now, then even he can only sigh in despair and be helpless in the face of such an arrangement.

But Da Mingshen has already evolved to another level of existence.

Stepping lightly, within one step, Uriel's body suddenly disintegrated inch by inch like gravel scattered by a sand dune blown by a strong wind, and disintegrated into countless tiny golden lights, like a swarm of fireflies on a summer night.

"Divine Art·Sacred Wings."

After the disintegration, Uriel's voice was low, and he released divine spells.

Every bit of golden light is a divine power cell of Uriel, and with the release of the divine spell, a pair of small energy wings are born on each cell.

Flapping their wings, the divine power cells flew deep into the room.

This is the body of the Great Ming God, immortal and immortal, gathering and dispersing freely.

If "Joker" Bucky was watching Uriel's performance here, I believe he would faint in the toilet.

If "Fragmented Fruit" is developed by him for another 100 years, I am afraid that it will not be able to reach this state.

Cells like cherubs shuttle freely between the gaps intertwined with silk threads, just like birds flying in an empty canyon, there is no possibility of touching the silk threads at all.

As for other agencies?
shock?Sorry, the movement of the cells flying up is not as good as a speck of dust falling on the giant pillar of Optimus.

temperature change?As long as Uriel is willing, the cells of the Great Mingshen can be kept at room temperature forever.

air flow?That's even more impossible. For cells, the air is full of passages that are wider than highways, without any wind resistance at all, and it will not cause changes in airflow.

As for the smell?The Great Ming God is flawless, pure to pure, and the divine power cells are flawless energy crystals, so they will not emit any tiny smells.

All the thought-provoking ideas in the room are rubbish in front of the promoted Uriel.

The seemingly unsolvable impasse is a thoroughfare for the flying cells.

Silent, colorless and odorless, hundreds of millions of divine power cells flew through this carefully crafted prison cell, and entered the iron cage where everyone was held in the blink of an eye.

The cells gathered together, forming Uriel's figure, undisguisedly appearing in front of hundreds of surveillance phone worms, approaching the weak and comatose Tina and the others.

Although the phone worm has strange abilities, it is a life with perception and brain after all, and a burst of fantasy world creation is enough to deal with it.

Walking in front of Tina, Uriel gently held her haggard face.

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