Idle game leads to another world

The gods are immortal, but not immortal, they are just difficult to kill.

After all, gods are also a kind of life form, and of course they will leave a corpse after death, which is the so-called god corpse.

Although gods are difficult to kill, countless gods have died since the gods appeared. Their divine domains are their own tombstones, drifting in the void.

Over time, some god corpses began to breed void creatures, and some god corpses were used as islands to build cities on them.

For example, the Githyanki will build cities on the god corpses, and it is okay to use corpses as houses.

However, for mortals, this is just a myth.

Even though the Githyanki are also mortals, even though there are stories everywhere in the multiverse that they live on the god corpses and ride red dragons to plunder everywhere, there are still very few people who have seen them or even the god corpses with their own eyes.

Alyssa really opened her eyes this time, but she was too open-minded. I am afraid that no one will believe her experience if she tells it to others.

"Are you sure it's a god's corpse?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

On Li Chengxi's side, he only needs to right-click to open the attributes, but unlike every time there is a description in addition to the name, there is no description of the god's corpse.

"But this... this is impossible, why is it so huge!"

This is also what others want to ask. According to mythology, gods appear in the form of animals or humans, and I have never heard of such a big one.

The head alone is comparable to a mountain, and it can easily swallow the more than 300-meter-long Swan like eating a piece of candy.

Although gods appear in the mortal world in various forms, the body of the god is actually extremely huge, otherwise there would be no Gisyanki people building cities on the god's corpse.

This is also one of the reasons why the gods cannot descend to the mortal world in person, it is too huge.

The size of the god's corpse is actually related to the level of divine power.

God is a special life form, and all the body is composed of divine power. The higher the level of the godhood, the stronger the divine power, and naturally the larger the god's corpse.

But then again, Li Chengxi thinks that your focus is a bit wrong?

The key point is, whose corpse is this?

Assuming this is the domain of the Demon King, the corpse is likely to be the previous generation of the Demon King.

"Can we take some muscle tissue with us? Just a little bit will do."

As he spoke, the nature of the recycler came out...

"My suggestion is, don't."

It is difficult to say whether a god is completely dead or not. Even if some gods are dead, they have become skeletons. They may still retain some residual consciousness and divine power. They may be resurrected when certain conditions are met.

This is also what Aidas once warned Li Chengxi. It is true that you have inherited the legacy of the Demon King, but be careful not to be possessed by the previous generation of the Demon King.

Just as everyone on the bridge was admiring the huge shriveled corpse in front of them, the mechanical angels that had just disappeared appeared again.

They flew from the left and right sides of the Swan, neatly arranged in a ladder-like shape between the Swan and the corpse.

However, unlike the squadron that used weapons to kill the Red Maple Republic before, this time, the mechanical angels picked up musical instruments.

They were all very simple playing and percussion instruments, such as harps, lyres, lutes, waist drums, and Li Chengxi even saw something similar to the erhu.

As for why there were no wind instruments, it might be because the head of the mechanical angel was a metal egg inlaid with golden stripes like a circuit board.

How to blow without a mouth?

Then, the mechanical angels began to play.

It was a simple and repetitive rhythm that could be easily mastered by even people without any musical skills, but mixed in the performance was a binary sound composed of buzzers.

It was like singing, but it was not clear what it was singing.

Slowly, the holy light began to gather around the mechanical angels, like a spotlight, and also made the light ring on their heads, which seemed like a heating wire, look closer to the real angel light ring.

During this period, Alyssa secretly signaled Long to turn on the recording and video equipment. Out of the instinct of a recycler, she felt that this experience would be unique. Once missed, there would be no chance to see it again.

The holy light finally turned into countless feathers of different sizes and slowly fell. The performance seemed to have entered a new stage. Although it was still the same few simple rhythms, it played in an exciting and solemn style, which made the listeners feel tense.

A translucent wave began to burst out in the angels' team and moved along the air.

It seemed to be able to penetrate all matter. Although there were shields and a hull that was strong enough to resist cosmic rays, everyone in the bridge could clearly see that this invisible wave penetrated the hull and itself, and continued to sweep towards the back.

Incredibly, fatigue seemed to disappear after the wave swept through.

Alyssa and her friends got up in the middle of the night to start planning, and they haven't rested much until now. Although staying up late is normal for Alyssa, she will still be tired.

And the song soothed the sleepiness. In an instant, it seemed that everyone became energetic, as if they had a peaceful and dreamless sleep, and they had endless energy.

Moreover, its effect is more than that.

A beeping sound was heard on the bridge, it was a communication from the engine room.

"Boss, what was that just now? Something is wrong with the reactor."

"Is there something wrong with the reactor?"

The core of the warship is the reactor, and it must not be damaged.

"I have never seen this before, and it is hard to say whether it is good or bad."

Fang Lanyin sent the working data of the reactor and added:

"When I looked in through the observation window, it felt like it was cheering and jumping for joy. It was very strange and hard for me to describe."

As soon as the voice fell, the hull of the Swan made a slight sound, like metal being twisted, but the sound was too slight, not like the Swan was about to fall apart.

Before I had time to think more, with the fall of the last note, the corpse facing the Swan also reacted.

It had completely turned into a mummy, and its head looked very close to the head of a skull, and suddenly slowly opened its mouth.

The corrupt tendons broke with the action of opening the mouth, and a huge sound wave of unknown origin came head-on.

The mechanical angels who were just responsible for the performance were blown to pieces by the sound wave, and then the sound wave hit the Swan.

It sounded like a low roar from ancient times, or a loud horn of attack, or even more like a rumbling sound caused by an earthquake.

Everyone in the bridge quickly covered their ears, but it was useless. Rather than saying that the sound was loud, it was as if the sound could ignore hearing and echo directly in people's hearts.