god simulator

Chapter 433 Featherman Curse
Scrolls of spell building unfold on the ground.

On one side is the [Old God Skull], and on the other side are three pictures that slowly emerge.

The remaining remains of the old gods are under the ice, among the rocks, and at the bottom of a swamp.

Noland led the mage group to dig out these wreckages at a very fast speed, and after simple cleaning, they presented them in front of Lu Yao.

The skeletons had all been fossilized, and their shapes were somewhat weird: a twisted skeletal arm, a shell connected to the chest cavity, and a strong, complete leg bone.

These remains are covered with some kind of dense fiber, like hair growing on the bone.

Unlike skulls and dreams, [Old God Arm], [Old God Rib] and [Old God Leg] have no special abilities.

The descriptions are all uniform: Unidentified remains of the old gods.

【Curse of True Sight】No additional information was obtained, and the identity of the old god was still uncertain.

Zhi Chong was a little surprised when he saw it: "This... this is a curse left by a feathered man."

Lu Yao made it clear.

"My lord, there are spells left on the wreckage of the old gods, which can only be recognized immediately by the curse clan and curse insects."

The little panda looked nervous: "The Featherman is the internal name of the Curse Clan. They are powerful existences after the Curse Clan has completed their transformation. They not only have superb wisdom, but also have a terrifying power far beyond the ordinary Curse Clan. Only the Yuren Only then can the spell be used and displayed, so that the cursed race and cursed insects cannot disobey it."

According to the description of Zhi Chong.

There is a clear class division within the curse worm.

The most common and the most numerous are the worms without intelligence. No matter how powerful this group is, its status in the clan is still the lowest.Either they were reduced to beasts and monsters, or they could only serve as soldiers.

The Curse Clan has wisdom, because they can control instinct and wildness, so they can do things far beyond the Curse Worm stage.This class controls a huge number of animalized curse insects, and the difference between the two is like that of humans and gorillas.

Yuren ruled the Curse Clan.

They have completely transformed from curse worms into another form. Although different feathered people have different forms, they all have feathered wings, which is a characteristic of appearance.

Every Featherman has a unique spell, which is also a direct expression of their privileges.

Once the spell is marked, it represents the will of the feathered people. If the surrounding cursed people and cursed insects violate the spell, they will be noticed by the feathered people and then executed by them.

This is like some kind of solemn law and kingship. In the area radiated by the Yuren's spell, the cursed people and cursed insects must not violate it.

"Although I have never seen Yuren, I was already in the abyss when I was enlightened to wisdom... But these fears and memories of Yuren are engraved in my body, and every Curse Clan and Curse Worm are born knowing it."

The intelligent insect identified the corpse: "The order issued by the curse is—"

"'Shall Not Break'."

Lu Yao frowned.

Things seem to be getting more complicated.

This nameless old god is actually related to the Yuren at the top of the curse pyramid, and his identity is even more difficult to fathom.

You have to go into a dream and take a look.

……

Lu Yao looked ahead.

Floating two meters away in front of him was a dense pink mist, which seemed to be a special phenomenon, with bright lights flickering inside the mist from time to time.

Lu Yao stared at [Old God Remnant Dream], but couldn't get more information, and didn't trigger other options or mechanisms.

It looked like a dream.

Lu Yao closed his eyes to switch between split screens, returned to the cabin, and double-clicked on the computer screen.

The simulator displays.

[Sorry, you can't enter the old gods and dreams in this way. 】

In other words, if you want to enter the dreamland, you have to come to the virtual universe for real contact.

Lu Yao raised his hand and carefully touched the fog.

[Are you sure you want to enter the old dream? 】

[Once you enter, many props will be unusable, but the death threat is real. Please make all preparations before entering. 】

Lu Yao walked into the fog.

Stepping inside, he found himself in a strange environment.This place is different from the outside world, it is like a reflection in water, slowly changing and distorting.

Lu Yao noticed that there were graves all around, and ghouls could be seen wandering aimlessly.

This is... the first floor of the abyss?
A voice came from the rear left.

"I hope I can have a good result today. It's a pity that you can't go. I will try my best to record the map over there in my mind, and I will summarize it with you when I come back. Wish me good luck, map maker."

"Those bugs are dangerous and I don't think it's a good idea."

It sounds like a person talking to himself.

Lu Yao turned his head to look.

On the left stands a strange-looking backpacker.

He has only one arm and one leg, and walks by jumping briskly.

The man's face was blurred, only a pair of absent eyes could be seen. He was wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat and carrying a tattered ragged backpack.

The backpacker is very flexible with one hand and one foot. He can perform disguises and adjustments of any magnitude, and his joints are as soft as dough.So much so that this seemingly unbalanced physiological structure shows a light and dexterous jumping posture.

He took a little white mouse with him, and the white mouse sniffed the ground and moved very quickly.

The strange thing is that the backpacker calls the little white mouse a map maker, and although the voices of one person and one mouse are different, they have exactly the same voice.

Lu Yao followed them, walking all the way forward.

Neither humans nor rats noticed his existence at all.

Lu Yao made a preliminary guess in his mind.

Judging from the wreckage, the Old God should be the backpacker.

In the dream of the old gods, the Curse of True Sight could not recognize the people and mice here, as if they did not exist at all.

The props really didn't work.

Fortunately, the yellow turban wrestlers were not affected.

As he walked farther and farther in the abyss, the mapman's pace became slower and slower.

"Are you really going to the other side? You are alone and helpless over there." The little white mouse was very worried.

"Isn't it all decided before coming?" said the old god: "If you can't go through that hole and enter the other side of the world, you can't be sure of all of this. Long, long ago, I always wanted to go there Record what you see and hear, and tell those who come after you.”

The little white mouse said: "Are you sure? That's the world of worms..."

"No, it's not the world of worms. That's the other side of this world. Cartographers, the void in our eyes is actually the soil where they live, and the virtual worlds we live in are in their eyes One by one, the cavities that are constantly expanding..."

The old god waved his arms and said excitedly: "The so-called curse worms are just a general term for the life groups living on the back of the world. They are actually no different from us. In our eyes, they are bugs, but from the perspective of the curse race, we It's also a moving disaster."

"It's like the most basic land and ocean. They together form a basic world. When we stand on the land and see the fins protruding from the sea, we will think it is a monster, but the only way to enter the sea , to see their true appearance and know their environment."

"Both of us are trying to enter each other's world to eliminate the so-called disasters, which has resulted in the current scene of endless wars between curse worms and godheads from all walks of life."

"This can be stopped, as long as there is a godhead who can truly complete the journey inside and outside the universe, draw a complete map, and officially announce this matter to the public!"

The old god declared: "Ignorance is the greatest danger, we must take this step. The tombs here are full of pioneers, and I am not alone."

"Forget it. Most of the guys who died here came to hunt curse worms and were killed. What kind of pioneers are they? They are just risky gamblers." The little white mouse sneered.

At this moment, there were sounds like rocks breaking from all directions.

Huge figures appeared in the darkness. They were in different shapes, but there were about thirty or so in number, silently and quickly moving towards the Old God.

The strange thing is that these monster-like monsters rushed towards Lu Yao after approaching.

Although Lu Yao was puzzled, he was not afraid.

In the abyss, the Yellow Turban Lux No. 199 machine is a complete body, LV80, [-] blood bars, nearly [-] damage, impregnable walls, and comes with [advanced immunity].

The opponents are just a group of bugs with a level less than 100.

Lu Yao aligned his fists and walked towards the swarm.

……

After smashing the curse worms to pieces, Lu Yao was still a little unsatisfied. The feeling of punching to the flesh was really comfortable, and it was completely different from the feeling of blowing through the air on the computer.

Since the panel is strong enough, he only needs to catch and beat whoever he wants.

It's a pity that the fierce battle only lasted for more than half an hour, and the curse worms suddenly disappeared.

Lu Yao reckoned that this should correspond to the personal experience of the old god back then.Maybe the first and last worms got stuck in this level, and couldn't survive the curse worms' group fight.

In the distance, a ray of light shines in the darkness.

A white figure slowly flew out from inside.It is shaped like a ray of light, but it has six feathered wings on its body. There are clusters of blue spiral light patterns on the wings. If you look directly at it for a long time, you will feel dizzy.

At this time, the old god suddenly became exhausted, and it said, "Amer, is this how you treat guests? Are you going to kill me?"

The voice of the man of light clad in feathers was far and near.

"come on."

The picture of the whole dream suddenly freezes.

What's even more weird is that the man in the light can still move, it slowly turned around and faced Lu Yao.

"who are you?"

(End of this chapter)