Enthusiastic bosses never take dogs lightly

"Hey, hello, how did this guy appear in such a place?"

"Anyway, let's salvage it first."

"It's all blood, it's really dirty, and it's easy to attract sharks! We're an offshore oil well!"

In a daze, Luobo heard someone talking, and he seemed to be teleported to a somewhat special place.

His consciousness has been intermittent. Occasionally, he can see some figures passing in front of him. The most frequent one is a young woman with long black hair.

"You guy, can you do it?" In the blank space of consciousness, his body was full of scars, and there seemed to be something on his left body that was about to fall off. Luo Bo turned his head and saw an adult with pink The man with long, speckled hair and green eyes was looking at him uncomfortably.

"Even if you can't do it, you have to persevere." Luo Bo smiled reluctantly, a chair appeared in the blank world, he sat down reluctantly, and finally felt a little more comfortable, "So impolite, who are you? "

"I am you, isn't that obvious?" Seeing that Luo Bo made a chair, the man also made an identical chair, and after sitting on it casually, the man crossed his legs and said.

"Ah, that's right..." Luo Bo glanced at his left arm, which was shattered from the shoulder and still showing no signs of recovery.

"I am an existence born from your soul fragments and the residual impression of Diablo's physical body. What I have to say is your side, your other personality." The man waved his hand and said.

"Diablo...?" Luobo put his hand on his forehead, "By the way, do you still have the memory of Diablo?"

"How could there be?" The man in front of him snorted and said, "Diablo's body is the result of a spell experiment, and his soul is naturally tampered with, and his soul is an excellent priest. Supplies, so it can be linked to another world."

"So, I am the personality created by the combination of the remaining instincts of Diablo's flesh-body itself and your despair and desire for revenge." The man's pupils are in a strange broken shape, "So I am violent and needless Violence that only needs results is an existence that cannot be understood or seen by people."

"So, it doesn't matter if you want to call me 'Diablo'." The man covered his face with his hands and laughed strangely.

"No." Luobo shook his head, "I refuse."

Luo Bo glanced at his left half of his body, which was broken like a crystal, and his eyes gradually became firm. "Have you forgotten? I want revenge, and I will never forgive, absolutely not!"

His eyes changed from brown to bright golden. Behind him, Necronomicon appeared floating, "Diablo, it's the name of a demon."

"Ha, hahahaha." Luo Bo, no, the man with broken pupils who should be called Diablo now laughed wildly, "But you are not in a good condition now."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, they will replenish my vitality." Diablo didn't care, "It's you, so what should I call you?"

"That's right..." The man in front of him thought for a while, "Diablo, the demon king of fear, the name of the boss of that game in your memory."

"It turned out that he wanted to snatch 'Diablo' from me..." Diablo sighed, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he had been pulled up and put on a straitjacket.

"Are you awake? It doesn't matter." Tightening the restraint belt on Diablo's body, the person doing this strange thing casually directed the people on the side to carry the scarred man out.

"Wait, wait a minute." At the end of the corridor, a woman in white hurried over, "What are you doing? This person is still injured!"

The woman under the white robe has an unexpected beauty. It seems that in order not to let her beauty become an overly sharp weapon, she specially wore a pair of flat glasses to cover it up. Seeing such a scene, the woman hurriedly He ran over quickly, trying to prevent these people from taking Diablo away.

"Dr. Shashengyuan, this person is already in a vegetable state. Keeping him in the ward is just a waste of resources." The man clicked his tongue and signaled the people around him to send this person away, while blocking the approaching woman forward.

"There is no such thing, that person, that person I saw him wake up not long ago..." The woman called Dr. Killing Yard wanted to get over the man's obstruction and take the employee from the edge of the oil field. The man who picked it up pulled it back.

"Okay, Doctor Killing Academy, that guy is a suspicious person in the first place, we have checked everything, and no ships have passed this sea area recently. This guy is most likely trying to sneak into the Seraphix Offshore Oil Field Base "The man said unhappily, "You are the confessor and psychiatrist of the oil field base, so don't worry about such things!"

"But!" The doctor of Shashengyuan felt that this was wrong, but she couldn't say anything. The person who stopped her was the subordinate of the deputy director of the oil field base. In addition, there are actually hidden secrets.

Kiara Saseiin somewhat knew that those secrets might be inhumane, but as a priest and psychiatrist who was sent in by the outside world, she was not qualified to ask questions, nor did she have the right to ask them. When giving psychological counseling to people every day, I more or less know something from their mouths.

"Okay, you'd better go back to your own office quickly, we'll take this person away first." The man said forcefully, and directed people to carry Diablo away from the ward.

Diablo glanced at the woman who was hesitant and sad, mixed with remorse, and closed his eyes again.

From the previous conversation between these two people, he was clear about his current situation. When he opened the door through a substitute, he seemed to open the door too hard, and it seemed that because the substitute was still interpreting the "Necronomicon", the result The driving distance seems to be a bit too far, and I don’t know where it is, it looks like an offshore oil field called "Seraphix".

Then I was rescued by the staff of the oil field. The doctor named Killing Hospital often came to visit me, but now I was taken away from the infirmary by other staff under the pretext of "suspicious infiltrators", as if to Take yourself to something.

Hmph, this offshore oil field is indeed more than just an offshore oil field base. Diablo can clearly sense that in the depths of this base, there is an indescribable death.

It seems that the change happened overnight. Diablo found that the way he thinks now is completely different from his previous self. He was just an ordinary person before, but now he can think about what he wants to do with a blank face. How can he kill this man who made him feel sick and leave here.

"Welcome back, Team Leader Interstein, the current time is 2018:2 p.m. on February 21, [-]." A voice came from a door full of technology.

The man with Diablo swiped his card at the entrance, and the door opened with a beep.

There is a huge cylindrical structure inside. Judging from the internal facilities, it should also be an altar, but it is different from ordinary altars in that there are many incubators and other devices around it.

"Huh? Team leader? You want to use this wounded patient as fuel? But this person doesn't have a magic circuit at all, so he's not qualified to be a battery, right?" A researcher-like figure pushed the glasses on his face and said.

"There is not enough fuel now, of course one counts as one." The man said viciously, "If it weren't for the slow production of your artificial humans and the speed of summoning, I wouldn't even bring such poor ones. use."

As he spoke, he motioned to the people around him without hesitation to strip Diablo lying on the stretcher and throw him into a huge sink beside him. The water in the sink quickly flooded Diablo's nose and mouth. , but apart from the shortness of breath at the beginning, he quickly adapted to this environment full of liquids.

"LCL solution?" Diablo even had the spirit to tease himself. With the opening of the sink closed, he soon stopped hearing the voices outside.

"But I've traveled through time again, right?" Diablo recalled the words he heard just now while soaking in the strange blue solution. After the sacrificial scene over there, he jumped to an oil field base called Serafix in 2018, and this place is probably not the future of his own timeline, nor the future of the sacrificial timeline, but another place. an unknown world.

"No wonder I just opened the door once, and I fell into such a state of powerlessness." Diablo is not bragging, he is now very aware of how powerful his immortality is, and the sacrifice not long ago Here, the priests also killed more than a dozen innocent people to replenish their vitality.

However, now that the door has been opened, it has lost its strength to such an extent. It can only show that the opened door does not just lead to the outside world, but leads to another world neatly.

Diablo knew that it was impossible to do such a thing with his own ability, so...

Is all this the power of the "Necronomicon (NEI)" in the hands of his stand-in?

It’s a terrifying thing, whether it’s the instillation of various knowledge, viewing past events through books, or this kind of trans-world transmission... Not to mention that this is just a copy of the Latin version that has been compiled, The real original "Necronomicon" can no longer be found, and what remains in the world are some translated versions.

While Diablo was thinking about it, he was not surprised to see strange lines suddenly appearing on the body around him, and then that body broke apart, turning into something like a puddle of blood.

"What, is this the so-called magic circuit?" Sensing something floating over with the liquid, Diablo clearly felt something flowing over the pile of fragmented corpses.

"But this kind of thing is useless, and it doesn't even have a soul, so it should be said that it is an artificial human?" Diablo, who was floating in the water, looked like a dead body, "Forget it, at least I can add One point, don't ask too much."