Abyssal Kingdom

Wei An and Gui Ling lived a peaceful life for a while.

The garden is already lush and lush, and the small vegetable garden is also quite fruitful and self-sufficient. Wei An has unlocked a lot of vegetables.

He also successfully modified and taught the little fish to deal with bugs, and it seemed to enjoy the job, patrolling the garden every day.

He and Gui Ling got along in silence, they didn't speak much, they only talked when discussing the progress of using power and playing games.The dreamlike words dissipated, and the pain and incompleteness were exposed. They belonged to them, but they were too strange, unlike a standard description of a happy life.

These injuries are too bad to express, and they don't know how to deal with them. They all lose that kind of strength.

But in the depths of this unstable space, Wei An has an inexplicable and real sense of life.

During these days, Wei An had a fever twice again.

One time was just an uncomfortable low-grade fever, but the second time was quite severe, and I fell into a nightmare of high fever all day long.

In addition to his own messy dreams, there are also some historical fragments caused by synchronization. He saw some Guiling's bright past mixed with the dark one.

He saw a major tactical meeting of the ancient civilization. In a brightly lit hall, there were a lot of data reports.

The holographic screen is marked with the level of crisis, the evaluation criteria formed by countless battles, the transfer of non-combatants has been completed, the surrounding area has been cleaned up, and so on.But the cracks will continue to expand. They waited for half a year, and finally waited for enough high-level systems to come down from other battlefields, rushed to complete the finishing touches.

They are going to seal a time bureau, which is a "five-system overall situation", with a nine-level system, three eight-level systems, and a seven-level system.

The arrival of these combat forces is really amazing. Many people in the barracks came to watch. The scene was very solemn. Most of them were injured, some were very serious, and there was almost no sound.

This war is well-ordered, and every detail reveals the rules and habits formed through a long history and precise consideration.

Their technological power can turn the eroded city into a space-time loop the size of a pendant, and become the terrifying "small-scale world" that people later called.

This is Guiling's former partner, his home, and his friend.Together, these guys seal a rift that will save many lives.

Wei An couldn't see the specifics of the closure—too much energy, space constraints, time warping, inaccessibility—he saw a dinner party at the end of it all.

It was a picnic, and Gui Ling stood under a blooming flower tree, excitedly making gestures with someone.

What is he describing?It could be lights or stars, the way it emanates and explodes, and he has a big smile on his face.

What kind of flower is that?Wei An thought, like an apple blossom, as thick as three people hugging each other, full of vitality, blooming in the sun, so beautiful that there is no dust.

He saw Guiling pass through the temple of some slave kingdom.

The power of his data deletion rose upwards, and the blue sea hung upside down in the sky, opening like an eye, and below was the fire ignited by the God of Destruction.

Someone knelt before him, someone screamed and pointed at the hanged body, screaming that it was all the fault of the godless, that they had sacrificed so many slaves, that they had done a mass purge.

This kind of temple is originally a execution ground, a place to eliminate dissidents.

Everything here is full of religious atmosphere, it is the kind of primitive, dark, crazy cult, the temple is bloody, and there are crazy priests in gorgeous clothes everywhere.

When Guiling first fell into the hands of the Ministry of Science in the early years, those people would let him participate in military operations to clean up the small countries allowed by the moral clause in the contract.

Gui Ling looked at him expressionlessly, without words, completely silent. His hair was shorter than when he first met Wei An, but it also fell to his shoulders. It didn't belong to any place or era.

The light of the temple is dim and has a sense of sacredness. Guiling walks through the hall, like a lonely god, acting in the human body, so lonely and thin.

A few seconds later, his power destroyed the light source, and the priests knelt tremblingly on the ground, Guiling slowly moved forward in the darkness amidst corpses and screams.

Everyone died, and he was really like a god of destruction.

Wei An doesn't remember much about his fever.

This level of weakness will make people fall into extreme helplessness. He also experienced it when he melted the energy source. It is really endless darkness, falling towards the limit that exceeds the limit of human beings, alone, and he does not know where to go.

But Gui Ling has been taking care of him by the side, telling him what to do.

The man's language was simple, reminding him to breathe, telling him to calm down, and telling him how to suppress and dissolve the contaminated body.

At this time, many words and phrases from ancient civilizations pop up, which are very strange.He taught him to tear out the huge monsters in his body bit by bit, eliminate data pollution, and promote the reconstruction of the energy body of Yinhe City.

How does the deep domain system search for external energy, where it can be mobilized, how to obtain permissions, and how to obtain all available technical support to clean it up.

This kind of technical support does not have the lonely and weird atmosphere of ancient civilization at all. Wei An felt that following his words, he walked into a strange and dusty huge country.

There is a large amount of usable residual equipment in the space. These systems are no longer there, dead, but they have been well maintained, and some can still maintain a minimum operation.

Wei An saw the Great Wall of Illusion, the Throne System, and many unheard names, and some have lost the temporary support of the life system-this is a basic open authority, which provides free support for every kind of pollution cleanup.

The "corpse" of the dead ancient civilization is a silent but still powerful country. The path is corroded, like a path that has been dusty for too long, but it looks like an amazing giant city.

Gui Ling's voice carefully guides and accompanies him, and he enters this strange old kingdom, holding another person's hand tightly all the time.

During the high fever and dark fall, Wei An once fell into a terrible convulsion, and the man hugged him to prevent him from hurting himself.

When it gets to this point, you can't be sober and rational, he just remembers being buried in Guiling's arms, talking deliriously.It's all illogical things, in the overwhelming darkness, cursing, pleading and asking, all he remembers is the despair in his voice.

The other party only held him silently, and he felt his steady strength.

Wei An had a day of burning this time and woke up weak but in good condition.

The degree of fusion of the power source is progressing very well, and it will not be long before he is a system with a complete structure.

Wei An came to the living room and saw Gui Ling sitting on the sofa, looking at the void, that scene gave him goosebumps.

Numerous pop-up windows appeared in front of Wei An, and the data jumped, and a large-scale calculation was being carried out.This is really an astonishing state. He doesn't know what resources he has mobilized. Wei An can feel that he has invoked power on a huge amount of ancient civilization products, asking for assistance, and conducting a large-scale search.

Wei An stared blankly, Gui Ling's eyes were dark, showing pure and gloomy killing intent.

Seeing him wake up, Gui Ling turned to look at him.The search stopped for a moment, the pop-up window stopped, and the calculation part continued, but disappeared from sight.

He looked at Wei An very carefully, and seemed to be sure of his situation.

"Are you looking for the highest authority to release the contract?" Wei An said.

"Yes." Gui Ling said.

Those dark blue eyes looked at him, and beyond him into darker places.

Wei An thought of the man under the light in the tactical calculation hall of the ancient civilization, but at this moment he looked more like the lonely and gloomy God of Destruction in the Priest Hall, the world brought him to that place.

Wei An could feel the rapid flow of data from Wutong, and Guiling used all the memory in the system to look at the farthest and most remote corners of the world.

Wei An knew what would happen when he found it.

This energy flow is murderous.

The Guiling system recovered quickly.

Although it takes time for a large system to grow, he is now enough to take a trip to Inn River City.

This was the city he guarded, and he wanted to end it by himself.

This time, it is not like Wei An did before, sinking his strength and rebuilding a ghostly body.Guiling's system hadn't recovered to that point, so he planned to enter directly.

In the technological system of ancient civilizations, going to Yinhe City is very simple, as long as there are coordinates, there is a path to go there.The path system is the same as the one they used when they went from the outskirts of Yingtian City to Tiantang Community, but the level is higher.

Gui Ling walked into the yard, raised his hand, and opened the space door.

Input the coordinates, and the gate appears. Just like what Wei An saw before, energy lines with a clear gate shape appear in the garden. They seem to be the primitive creatures swimming in the space, and they are called here like the electric current itself.

Then the swimming lines began to take shape, countless human figures burning like livestock emerged, and the gates of hell opened.

The patterns of these gates are related to the destination. When leading to the polluted city sunken deep into the space, its form will be extremely terrifying.

Wei An and Guiling walked through the city before, forming a beautiful picture of the energy composition of the gates, and it is a public transportation with good aesthetics.

Wei An heard the name "Mr. Lu" again. The public transportation is an unmanned system, and the AI ​​voice is light and sweet, very friendly.

He remembered that when he was in a dream, he heard someone call Guiling's name, but he couldn't hear the specific details.Everything at that time was so completely forgotten, and became so blurred in synchronization, until no one remembered it at all, and it was a dark and frantic world even in imagination.

Guiling stood for a while at the gate of hell.

The forms in the energy gathering of the door frame were wailing, and the human body was turned into coals in the flames, burning and wriggling.This is the city he once guarded.

He looked so lonely, like the way Wei An saw in his dream, shrouded in darkness.

Then Guiling walked through the door.