Abyssal Kingdom

When Wei An returned to the temple, the second god-binding ceremony had already begun.

"His Royal Highness Fuxi" will be able to save this city that was in a state of decay due to the decline of the previous god. This is a real old god who is in charge of the authority of destruction.

When Wei An walked through the street in a daze, he had a faint feeling. He saw someone kneeling in the direction of the temple, as if he felt the message, this is a major festival in the city, and it is related to everyone.

As a "God Attendant", Wei An suspected that he also had perception, but the damage was too heavy to notice.

Wei An felt that his mind was still clear, and he thought about the information in his hand all the way.

He knows that everything he feels—the city, the instruments, the colors, the smell of blood—are all intelligible projections of the data in the deep space in the human mind.

These systems of ancient civilizations are deeply bound to the human body, especially the personal system, which is a huge extension of a person's limbs in the deep space.

It is difficult for the human brain to effectively process the data in the deep space. The deep domain system has actually transformed his body, so that the human brain can quickly grasp extremely complex and high-end situations in this way, and control this terrifying thing like hands and feet. strength.

This is the most astonishing part of this system. Ancient civilizations built some kind of...machines, or "gods" in deep space, and turned them into extensions of human limbs and strength.

The technology of ancient civilization is a real act of turning people into gods in terms of power.

Regardless of himself, or those who were nailed to the "God Throne" in the temple, all superpowers in the human world came from this way.

They are the recipients of the power radiated by a huge deep space system, and some people who occasionally get special permissions have become the incarnations of gods in this huge civilization that has fallen behind.

Wei An didn't know what the ancient civilization wanted to do back then, maybe it was a war in deep space, but now everything is irrelevant.

In this dark world, in addition to superpowers with individual control rights, there are also a large number of public domain platforms left by ancient civilizations.

For example, the Kali system—a unified combat platform—and Li Yingquan’s World Tree system, which is a space stability engineering system.

This temple is a platform.

The small-scale and dangerous illegal platform violated the legal taboos of many ancient civilizations, so it attracted the investigation and monitoring of the Great Wall of Illusion.

When Wei An began to think about these words, he felt that he had returned to the familiar working space. He thought to himself that the Great Wall of Illusion is still strong today, and it will exist forever with the same lifespan as the universe, and occasionally it will be guided and managed by specific events Illegal activities on some platforms, but similar problems in public systems, the investigation and information collection is extremely long and step-by-step, Wei Anguang saw that its firewall has been rebuilt more than three times.

He will not wait for the firewall, but will start with his administrator's authority and make some articles on the remaining redline system.

This thing sank very deep in the space, showing malicious changes like the T ward. It was probably a tragic old injury in the Guiling system that could not be shaken off. Using it might cause some harm to him.But something this illegal, dangerous, and capable of causing mass destruction is exactly what Wayne needs.

Wei An was full of plans for destruction.

He has lived until now, and he clearly knows that there is only one thing to guard, and that is the weapon in his hand.

He wants to get more authority, implant it step by step, and make sure that no priest in this temple can escape to other places——

As for Guiling, the city has completely nailed him to death, and today it will push him to a shelf where he will be disintegrated and crushed into gods, and he will be broken soon.

However, his plan is enough to ensure that the Great Wall of Illusion gets enough data to fix the bugs by itself in the next few hundred years, and what happens to him will not affect the subsequent development.

Rationally speaking, Wei An certainly didn't want him to die.

But his condition is too bad, it is normal that he cannot be rescued.

This is something that is irrelevant to his plan. For some reason, Wei An's heart beats a little hard when he thinks about it, every stroke hurts, a little empty, and lacks some kind of motivation.

However, he is quite satisfied with the current situation, and the things he has to deal with are the same as before.

Wei An walked into the gate of the temple.

The round eye-like decorative windows on both sides are carved with extremely complicated patterns, which are complex and exquisite, and he couldn't help but stop and admire them.

I don't know how much energy the slaves spent to carve the bones like this, and it is everywhere, luxurious, cold, grotesque and meaningless, it is an endless bondage.

He continued to move forward, and the space was filled with a strange fragrance that he didn't have when he left before, like a hook, which can penetrate deep into the bones of people.

Wei An is not sure about the specific situation, but it must be something for data binding, which makes people very uncomfortable, just smelling it makes them feel trapped.

He came to the hall, which was full of kneeling slaves.

At the top, "His Royal Highness Fuxi" of the temple is nailed to the throne.

In front of him are several large floating screens, which are very high-tech, and several bio-device implanters are busy analyzing the data.

Others carried white cloth-covered trays with contents shaped like standard surgical supplies.

Wei An felt that this scene was absurd, the kneeling people were too pious, but the core was a cold instrument.

Gui Ling was still wearing the white robe he had slept in before, his hair was a bit messy, his gaze swept across the crowd blankly, and he paused when he saw Wei An.

Wei An could feel that he was concentrating, looking at the blood on his body, not sure what happened.

Wei An looked back calmly, the scene in front of him made him feel a tense nausea, but something forcibly calmed him down.

Everything that happened in front of my eyes was normal, and this is how the "gods" of this place are treated.

Wei An continued to walk forward, Gui Ling's eyes followed him unconsciously.

The high priest also noticed Wei An and smiled at him.

"Your friend is back." He said to Guiling.

He waved to Wei An and said, "Come here."

Wei An walked over, and the people on the throne looked at him, their expressions didn't change much, but their pupils shrank slightly.

"We just adjusted the data of the slave system for him, and took away some memories related to you." The high priest said, "But the people who did this work are very satisfied with him, saying that it is rare to see such an obedient person.

"Do you know that he has a slave system in his body? This kind of person has always been easy to control, and he is not a suitable friend for you."

Gui Ling sized Wei An up, as if confirming his situation.He himself was in a mess, but the way he looked at Wei An seemed to be responsible for his state.

Wei An also looked at him, his heartbeat was stable at less than one hundred per minute.

"You stay here with him." The high priest said to Wei An.

Wei An whispered "Yes" and stood aside.

Gui Ling took a deep look at him, and Wei An smiled back.

Then the other party looked away, looking at a corner of the white bone wall.

If it is said that at that moment just now, the way he looked at Wei An still had something fresh and vivid to communicate with, at this moment he became extraordinarily quiet.

He sat quietly in this white, bloody world, like a mass of ashes, heavy and distant, destined to be bound like this until it shattered and dissipated.

The high priest checked the information of the Guiling system, and several new data pop-up windows had the logo of the Ministry of Science.

"The situation is similar to what I thought. After the system is deeply bound to the body, the body is then used to cut it." A deputy priest said.

"The 'Ministry of Science' is very proficient. This method is developed in the same branch as Shenhuang. Some people told me that the technology of the slave era has been abandoned, and it seems to be still developing now." Another person said.

Wei An looked at everything in front of him, everything was within the plan, he was afraid for some reason, his hands and feet were cold.

The high priest took a step forward, walked up to Guiling, grabbed the man's hair with one hand, and stared into his eyes.

"Let me see, they've taken a lot from you, three ribs, almost your entire spine..." he said, "and your eyes..."

He looked at the screen from time to time while speaking, looking skilled like a technician.

Wei An thought about the meaning of his words, he knew what he was talking about, the high technology of the ancient civilization has become extremely bloody here, these people are really... using surgery to take away the things on the superpowers, when the deep bondage Once set, what they take away is actually part of the system.

It's just that even if the system is damaged, it will guarantee the integrity of the user's human limbs.The organs will regenerate, and there will be no problem with Guiling's appearance, but the regrowth is no longer the same as before, and it is used for basic actions.

The high priest put down his hand and looked at the data again. The hair of the person on the throne was pulled and messed up, and he looked like he had been roughly treated casually, but no one cared about this issue, he was a commodity waiting to be cut.

In a place so holy and luxurious in style, neither these words nor what is about to happen are horrific.

The high priest clicked on the screen and made a surgery plan.

"We will perform some deep binding on him, and then start from the body." He said to several other priests, his tone was discussing the operation steps, "He is not in a good condition, and the latest batch of active-enhancing technologies can be used It should keep him alive for a long time."

Wei An saw that Gui Ling's fingertips trembled helplessly, but he was pinned there again and couldn't move.

A god-like person next to him came over with a bone-like box, and the fragrance came from inside.

From Wei An's perspective, the things inside looked like densely packed worms with sharp hooks.He could smell the technique of "increasing activity" that the high priest said, and he felt a little familiar, but he couldn't tell...

The high priest picked up something like a pen, and said to Guiling with great interest: "So you will never cry, right? Many people cry during the ceremony. It's a pity. I wanted to see it."

The box was opened to reveal what appeared to be golden ink inside.

The high priest dipped some of it with a pen, and said to the people on the throne: "Your Highness Fuxi, this time, we want your heart."

Gui Ling sat expressionlessly, looking quiet and dead.