Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 96 The death knell resounds in the garden of God

Not all ancient covenants abhor wandering, some of them are even born to wander in the void.

However, the more powerful the ancient covenant law, the more it shows this dependence on the place of birth.They are afraid of leaving their homeland, resist leaving their homeland, and cannot even leave their homeland at all.Their power can only be maximized in the place of birth, so it is rare to see too strong ancient law active on the cosmic scale.

——Observer Zero Three calls this "land rights".

Like other powerful ancient laws, the "Chixian" civilization of Wuyuan is very introverted.What kind of people are among the "Qi Refiners" who are in charge of the planet, probably only Wuyuan Xing, who is an important ally, can figure it out.

There are only two people who are famous.One is the "Dharma Sword" Chen Wei who has been appointed by the alliance as an emergency lifeguard and has been active on the Galaxy front all year round.The second is Ji Cangyu, the "Xuanhong" who steals people's money and raises their ashes.

——Considering Gu Yueli's habit of attaching importance to real names, these two people probably use pseudonyms.Of course, Mi Luo also heard that Xuan Hong was called "Jing Huang" by that mortal, but Observer Zero Three didn't specifically explain it, and he didn't know which of them was the real name of the boy in red.

Or maybe neither.It's not very important anyway.

He pushed the power to the maximum in his mind.The neck of the boy in red raised up unnaturally, and made a strange creaking sound when it was on the verge of breaking.

The opponent desperately pressed his head down, and his face twisted.But the high probability is not suffocation or pain, but simply being pissed off.Miro had previously discovered that the other party would make a movement similar to "breathing" when the emotion was intense.

But what breath does a guy who can melee in a sea of ​​methane need?

Therefore, breaking the neck bone is not to let the opponent "die", but a pre-action to tear the boy's head off.He couldn't figure out where the opponent's fatal point was, so obviously he could only try to tear the opponent into pieces as much as possible.

The golden nightingale on the boy's shoulder chirped.

The thin body that Mi Luo perceived immediately disappeared again.The cry of the nightingale temporarily endowed the boy in red with almost equal "land rights" with him.

The young man lowered his head, Long Dao and Cui Xing flew towards Mi Luo's feet at the same time.At the same time, a violent storm also blew towards the boy from behind the fruit forest.

As the defense mechanism of the Power Garden, another legacy left by the spellweavers is the "Golden Guardians" of the Golem Legion.Unlike the access mechanism of the doors, in order to ensure the continuous supply of power to the garden, they only threaten the goal of the stability of the power source.

Of course it's not the well-behaved Mi Luo, but the "Seven Palaces of Emerald Stars" with a strong heterogeneous spiritual field effect.

Brilliant golden light shines in the changing sun and moon.Swords, guns, knives, pistols, individual cannons, and some lethal weapons that Miro couldn't figure out what they were all aimed at the young man in red.At that moment, even Miro was curious about what the other party should do.

It is impossible to come up with a defensive magic weapon.With the opponent's extremely typical neurotic character of the ancient law, all the performance of the "Seven Feathers Phoenix Flame Cover" must be placed on the damaged ship ornament, and the red-clothed boy who restrained himself probably had no means of defense.

The golden nightingale continued to cry—it was not effective for the "Golden Guardian", it was just to maintain the equality of "land rights".

Then the long knife rang.Time stopped briefly.

It's not an illusion created by ultra-high-speed thinking, but a real phenomenon that appeared before Mi Luo's eyes.

The sun and the moon stopped turning.The river stopped flowing.The flowers bloom without hesitation.Then the flames ignited.

It's not the high temperature effect caused by the emerald stars, but the bright red and cool fire that is most common in the cognition of "mortals".

The flames soared like a red bird, heading straight to the sky.At the end of the red dance, "that thing" and Miro's eyes met.

For some reason, his mind was able to function in a stagnant world, smoothly analyzing everything that happened around him.

Time stop spells do exist.In the era when he was born, tower mages had advanced the research and application of the magic net to a brilliant level, and even time and space could be interfered with by high-level spells.

But that is different from the phenomenon in front of you.

The dynamic garden created by the weavers is not limited to the time shift in a certain area, but the real "historical line acceleration".It can be said that the moment the gate city was activated, this star layer was torn out from the continuous world.Abandon this entire "hometown" completely, so that the floating city can rise into the sky.

That can be said to be a kind of ritual of ascension to the gods.

Then, the spellweavers who ascended into the sky fell back to the earth like meteorites.The survivors have completely lost their ancestors' abilities and skills, and they can no longer call themselves gods, so they have to use the name "Unteren" who lives in the lower realm.

Even if the Garden of God, which lost its Creator, is usurped by a certain guy now, it can only be used simply, and there is no hope for the technology to reappear.

So what was it that appeared in front of his eyes?

Some kind of heterogeneous law is spreading in this garden that has lost its owner.

"That thing" in the fire shook his head lightly, revealing a slight smile.

It is neither a triumph of the odds nor a mockery of the loser.In the depths of those pupils that danced wildly with flames, there was gradually a false love and affection revealed.

His senses burned."Looking" from the power of the mind, there appeared an indescribable liquid fire out of thin air.

Then time flew away like an arrow.

Countless golden weapons rushed towards "that thing", they passed through "his" chest, head, eyes, hands and feet, and then flew out as if nothing had been hit.All the curses and spells attached to the weapon did not respond, as if they had just passed through a cloud of air.

"That thing" is still smiling in Miro's vision, and the willpower is also unable to approach because of the burning, but it seems to have disappeared on the material level.That's not astralization, gaseousization, nanoization, quantization, or any defense that can be broken by spellweaver technology.

"That thing" is simply "doesn't exist in this world".

If it is said that what perception cannot grasp is the "visualization of divine thoughts", then what reality cannot grasp is probably "the nihilization of images".

So he understood.

"you already……"

The words were cut off by the approaching Foehn.He controlled himself to fly up, easily avoided the emerald flames, and then continued to look at the other party.

With just a blink of an eye, the "nameless thing" turned into a boy in red again.When Mi Luo met his eyes, he actually sensed great fear from that gaze.

——It was just an accident.From this he judges.

The boy in red panted like a mortal, gnashing his teeth and rushing towards him.The golden nightingale grabbed onto his shoulder and wailed endlessly as if facing the last moment of life.

——If you keep shouting, you won't be far from being scrapped, right?
Miro seemed to wake up suddenly from a dream.He looked at this scene and smiled.Although there were many accidents in the middle, the decisive moment was still similar to what he expected.

He raised his hand and threw the wooden box, then accelerated it towards the golden guardian with his mind.The golem facing the attack immediately raised the psychic cannon in its hand.

The boy in red changed direction without hesitation.In that sudden bend, the golden nightingale's slender claws almost scratched the cloth on the young man's shoulders.

Miro stretched out his palm towards it.

The golden nightingale in the range of mind power is very slippery, it can be perceived but it is difficult to apply force, it must be some kind of protective spell.However, every time the nightingale sings, this protection will be weakened.

——With such a small golem, the spells that can run at the same time are naturally quite limited.I'm afraid that the spells "granting of land rights", "perception of power holders", and "anti-mind force protection" are all recorded on the same core.

The golden nightingale broke away from the red-clothed boy's shoulder, and rammed towards him without any resistance.That is completely contrary to the wooden box, and you can only choose one anyway.

The boy in red continued to pounce on the wooden box.

Mi Luo stretched out his hand to meet Nightingale, and just before he grabbed the "key" of the garden, Long Dao swiftly swiped across the middle.

The golden nightingale shattered.Gemstones of various colors flow brightly in the sun.

The chirping sound suddenly dissipated, and the puppet in perception became slippery and hard to catch.Among the fragments that had already been divided into two, Mi Luo realized that he could only choose one to take away.

He stretched out his hand, reluctantly grabbed the part with the bird's head into his palm, and then scanned the spells engraved on the inside.

It turned out to be nothing, the bird head was not the core of the golem.

"Looking for this?"

The boy in red grabbed the wooden box, avoided the rays of the spiritual cannon, and then fell back to the ground.A white rope came out of the boy's collar, and he grabbed a small gray object from the grass.

Miro looked over and found that it was a heart made of lead.

The white rope was wrapped around the boy's hand, and Nightingale's leaden heart was also shaken.Seeing this scene, Miro couldn't help laughing.

"...I really figured it out, the key to the Golden Garden is actually made of lead?"

The boy in red put away the emerald star, and the golden guardians around him immediately stopped.

"Do you want to fight again?" the boy said.

Miro thought for a while, then smiled and shook his head.

"Forget it, forget it, the key and the wooden box are in your hands. As long as you open the door and run away now, I will have to spend all my brain cells here alone... It's boring, why don't you use the last time to chat. "

The boy frowned again and said, "Psychic surgery can be lifted..."

"It can be cured before, and it's okay to stick to it." Mi Luo waved his hand and said, "But after falling into the Chaos Sea, I saw something even scarier. Do you know how that lunatic Fen Chen did mental transformation? He actually captured the concept body of the third original species, and used its wreckage to do this... Sigh, guys from the rational side are so perverted, that guy Iden was born in the wrong place. Anyway, I'm dead now, I can't kill you, and you won't kill me, so I have to wait for the brain cells to run out."

The boy in red looked at him and asked, "Why did you kill that wolf?
"Ah, that was just a whim, right? Thinking of giving an old friend a surprise or something."

He smiled and said, "You know the story about the king and the nightingale, right? I've been thinking just now that the mechanical nightingale was thrown away not because the king hated it, but because he thought it was 'useless'. So what about the mechanical nightingale?"

"Hey, don't talk about these things. Even the power of the original species may not be..."

"The answer is that it doesn't matter." Milo said, "Why does the machine have resentment? After all, it's just running on clockwork! Singing, pecking at the king's eyes, anyway, it doesn't matter to the machine, it's just winding the clockwork." Things are just different.”

He's starting to get bored.

Repeatedly execute instructions.It makes no difference whether it comes from a king or a viper.

"—I don't understand the joy of living nightingales singing every day, but that probably doesn't mean anything to machines."

What exactly is the robot bird trying to do?Before the power of the clockwork is exhausted, no matter what you do, you are executing someone else's order.

What is the real "autonomous" thing?
There was a pause in his thinking, and then he laughed.

"Hey, let me tell you a secret." He said to the young man, "The local rich friend who gave me the black card, his name is Chilabin, and he claims to be an ordinary farmer..."

The boy in red stayed for a second, then immediately flew upwards.At this time, Mi Luo stretched out his hand, penetrated into the wooden box with his mind, and then pushed it out suddenly.

The wooden box exploded into pieces.

The boy flipped his palms to grab the things that fell out of the box, and anger appeared on his stunned face.

Miro also flew up.The flying long knife cut off his left leg, and he rushed to the boy without realizing it.

"Trick or Treat!" He shouted excitedly, once again aiming his palm at the thing in the boy's hand.

The boy in red finally showed his calm gaze, and then the white rope shot towards his abdomen with a lead heart.

"Xiangsi Suo" itself can't hurt people, but the lead heart tied to it can't be snatched away by Mi Luo, probably trying to use that quality to injure him severely.

Miro sank down suddenly, then laughed and opened his mouth, letting the lead heart hit his mouth like a child catching a thrown candy.He felt Nightingale's cold heart piercing through his mouth, all the way out from the back of his head.

He was satisfied and considered it an accident.

And so the spinning clockwork stopped abruptly.

(End of this chapter)