Devouring the Starry Sky begins with the battle of geniuses

Chapter 100 The Nine Levels of the Abyss
Hunzhen silently glanced at Xing Luo, very curious about how Xing Luo would react.

Without him, even in the eyes of him, an alien visitor, Xing Luo's body would always be shrouded in a mysterious fog.

In Black Rock City, Xing Luo had already shown his own specialness and incompatibility with his surroundings.

This guy obviously has the strength and status to crush other people, but he doesn't pay any attention to those mocking remarks and looks like looking at a weirdo.

And as Xing Luo gradually shows his hand, his abilities are still gradually upgrading.

The reason why he doesn't care about the comments of Old Man Huo and others can be explained by the following: The height he is at is too high, so he naturally doesn't care about the judgments of the people at his feet.

He was naturally curious as to whether Xing Luo could maintain the same attitude as before when facing a big figure like a Domain Lord-level Silver Ghost noble.

"Has the existence of tarnished the glory of the king's blood?"

At the same time, he also silently analyzed the few words that the Gundam Domain Lord Silver Ghost just said.

The so-called royal blood refers to those with truly high status in the abyss royal family, just like the royal bloodline in the feudal ruling class, that is, the core royal family members described in the training mission.

For the lower races, it makes no sense to classify the status of the Abyss Royal Family. After all, as long as they are members of the Abyss Royal Family, anyone who comes out can crush them to death without taking any responsibility.

But in fact, the royal family of the abyss also has high and low status.The top part is the blood of the Abyss King, and the second part is collectively called the Abyss Nobles. Among the Abyss Nobles, there are still three, six or nine levels.

He had tried his best to imagine Xing Luo's background.

Xingluo is just an inferior race, and being involved with the nobles of the Purgatory Abyss is enough to shock the jaws of countless natives.

Hun Zhen has a bigger heart and dares to think directly about Wang Xue, but he only thinks that Xing Luo has at most a little relationship with Wang Xue, the real leader of the Purgatory Abyss.

But judging from the words of this abyss noble, the involvement between Xing Luo and Wang Xue is obviously not shallow!If not, it wouldn’t be called “defiled”.

Although Xing Luo was kind to him, Hunzhen felt sorry in his heart, but still hoped that there would be some sparks between the two of them, allowing him to eat something bigger.

However, it was extremely regrettable that Xing Luo just kept an indifferent expression, raised his head and glanced at the abyss noble, without any other unnecessary reaction, and completed the boarding procedures.

"What a lowly person, you don't even dare to refute?"

When the abyss noble saw this, he shook his head and mocked, but in the end he did not resort to violence or coercion.

This further confirmed Hun Zhen’s conjecture.

Hunzhen glanced at the group of abyss nobles and thought to himself: "It is better to keep a low profile during this period. These guys will not attack Xingluo, but they may not attack me. Although according to my analysis during this period, these guys Each guy has eyes on the top of his head, and he is extremely arrogant. It doesn't matter if he is accidentally injured or killed, but he doesn't bother to take the initiative to trouble an 'inferior race' like me. But... who knows how much Xing Luo has caused them What about hatred? The reason why the simulator did not conflict with them is because that guy is naturally timid. I am different. I have a simulator system and am used to it. I still need to be more careful now..."

All passengers have checked into the guest rooms on the silver feather ship.

Just when Hunzhen thought that this feather ship would sail into the abyss passage at several times or ten times the speed to complete the class leap...

"Unexpectedly, the flying speed is not particularly fast?"

It's as if high-tech materials have been used, but the level of technology has still not improved. The speed of this silver feather ship is much higher than that of ordinary gray and white feather ships, but compared to the improvement in materials, it seems a bit insignificant.

"No, I almost forgot because I haven't used the spaceship for so long."

"To accelerate the spacecraft to the speed of light and enter the dark universe, it requires a stable space. This condition is not met in the Purgatory Abyss. So this speed is basically the maximum speed that the spacecraft can reach."

Hun Zhen reacted belatedly.

But...in this case, what is the purpose of this improved material?Just to look cool?
And soon, Hunzhen got the answer.

The feather ship did not sail towards the mother wall at the edge of the abyss, but flew straight towards the large hollow.

Then, fall into it.

"This!?"

If he remembered correctly, Zagalad, a black demon, died in the Great Hollow's Devouring Wind.

Although they are seriously injured, it undoubtedly proves that the Abyss Royal Family is not immune to this level of Abyss power.

But this has now been corrected.

Perhaps the nobles of the abyss are indeed irresistible, but it seems that the blood of the abyss king is not included in this?
This time, Hunzhen did not risk his life and stretched out the telekinesis tentacles to test.

By fighting against the breath of the abyss, we may be able to initially judge the feasibility of the plan to seize the body.

But that's not now.

"My various abilities are absolutely top-notch at the cosmic level, but at the domain lord level, regardless of the most talented level, or the abyss royal family, some of the top domain lords of the lower races who have accumulated deep accumulation in this purgatory abyss may They are all comparable to me.”

"At least, I have to wait until my strength can crush the top domain lords of the lower races, and my willpower reaches the peak of the domain lords before I try."

Hunzhen set a goal for herself.

From the third floor to the ninth floor, it is a full three light-years in height.

The silver feather ship kept flying at full speed for nearly four years, and finally reached the ninth level of the abyss.

Based on previous experience of crossing classes, it is estimated that it normally takes one and a half to two years to cross one floor. Compared with taking the bus step by step, taking this dedicated line is at least three or four times faster.

And in one fell swoop, he crossed six floors and once again overlooked the scenery of the current class. The scene that greeted his eyes had undergone earth-shaking changes.

If the shallow earth still feels like red earth, the impression of the ninth floor has changed from the land of dead things to the flesh and blood of a giant.

A strange idea came to mind unconsciously with this idea - the residents of the ninth floor did not live on the earth, but lived on the flesh and blood spread out by the still living corpse of a giant!
Shaking his head and throwing this inexplicable thought out of his mind, Hunzhen continued to look towards the city building where the nine-story residents lived.

At this glance, it felt like an eye-opener.

If the first and second floors are in the old times, the Middle Ages, and the third floor barely reaches modern times, the ninth floor, the deepest and most prosperous place where lower races can live, has transcended the modern style of the metropolis in one fell swoop and arrived at Future era.

However, the future of the Abyss is not cyberpunk, but a flesh and blood punk era in which flesh and blood technology has been developed to its extreme.

The endless gray-white fleshy city wall that is far beyond other classes, tens of thousands of meters high, brings this strange and evil technological style to an extreme and peak.

That's tens of thousands of meters, the height of several Mount Everests stacked together!As we all know, the taller the building, the higher the load-bearing requirements.

Such a tall building must completely surround this giant city that is comparable to a country. The technical level and material needs must be extremely high.

Like Black Rock City, the height of the city wall is only tens of meters.

A glimpse of the whole thing tells you that the level of flesh and blood technology here has surpassed the level of the abyss for countless eras.

As the silver feather ship continued to fall, approaching the target central city, it gradually lowered to a height less than the wall. Hunzhen also noticed a large group of people wearing silver robes, kneeling and saluting in front of the wall, as if they were performing some strange ritual. .

"Xing Luo, who are these people?"

Hunzhen frowned and asked Xingluo.

During these days, besides pretending to be immersed in practice, what he did most was visit Xingluo and extract more knowledge and information from him.

This day is no different.

Xing Luo looked at the group of strangely dressed people with innocent questioning eyes and raised his eyebrows suddenly.

"I almost forgot that you have never left the first floor before."

Xing Luo smiled, and after lightly touching a ring on his finger, a "book" made of gray-white flesh material popped out.

With the touch of Xingluo's telepathy, the book cover squirmed, revealing words and pictures.

"I have told you before that each of the two royal families has a supreme god - the Silver God and the Black God. Most of the lower races choose one of them to believe in. As for what choice? Ha, of course they belong to Which royal family’s sphere of influence and which god they believe in.”

"On the first to ninth floors where the lower races live, as the level goes deeper, the number of believers increases. It is easy to understand that the closer to the upper level, the more chaotic it becomes. Just like the first level, basically each regional city is only nominally affiliated. For a royal family, the second level is slightly better, and it is only on the third level that there is a real division of the royal family's territory, and the two major forces fight each other. And faith basically starts from this stage."

As Xing Luo explained, the picture of the book also changed.

And Hunzhen knew it well after just a little mention.In short, the way the two royal families firmly rule the lower races is to wrap them up with faith.

Seeing that Hunzhen had no doubts, Xingluo continued to explain.

"This ninth floor, as the 'last floor', is naturally the class with the strongest atmosphere of belief. These people below are the Silver Sect believers who believe in the 'Silver God'. You still remember what I said when I was on the first floor Yes, the wall was built with the corpses of the royal family as building materials. It is said that the ninth-level wall is composed of parts of the bodies of the Silver God and the Black God according to different spheres of influence. It is a symbol of the two gods using their bodies to protect the inferior races. !”

At this point, Hunzhen still didn't understand. His eyes lit up and he said, "Whether this rumor is true or not, for believers, this symbolic meaning is already extraordinary."

While saying this, some doubts in Hunzhen's heart were also solved.

With the two gods taking the lead, and the two royal families donating their bodies as materials to build feather boats and walls, there would be no problem.

I'm afraid, for the royal family, this is not only a humiliation, but an honor.

"exactly."

Xing Luo showed approval in his eyes, but then changed the topic: "However, at the ninth level of the abyss, the level of danger outside the wall is no longer the same. Normally, only a handful of fanatics would perform sacrificial rituals outside the city wall. There is only one possibility for such a large-scale worship ceremony...the celebration is coming."

Hun Zhen was confused: "Celebration?"

Xing Luo nodded: "This is a celebration that is not limited to believers, but is carried out by basically all abyssal ethnic groups, including the royal family. A small centenary celebration that lasts for one year every hundred years! A grand celebration that lasts for ten years every ten thousand years! In this During one year and ten years, the lower races will praise the grace and protection given to them by the royal family, city walls and gods, and the royal family will also offer their loyalty and faith to the gods. In addition, a grand event will be held, through grand battles. During the martial arts festival, the most heroic warriors are selected to serve as the royal guards of the gods! Gain the supreme glory!"

Qingzhen was shocked in her heart.

Royal guard?

Becoming a royal guard is undoubtedly the safest way to get close to the Silver Ghost King!
He couldn't help but ask: "If you want to be elected as the imperial guard, do you have to participate in this so-called martial arts festival?"

Xing Luo saw Hun Zhen's excitement and said with a smile: "That's right. For you who are thirsty for status, the temptation of this royal guard may be comparable to my desire for the sky. But according to the centenary and ten thousand year Daqing, Different, the specifications of the Dou Wu Festival are also different. Only the Great Dou Wu Festival of the Ten Thousand Years of Daqing can obtain this qualification. I don’t care much about this, but I want you to investigate on your own after entering the city. "

Hun Zhen nodded silently, but in fact, she had already made up her mind that the "Little Fighting Festival" that would be held once every hundred years would be held.

But he was not discouraged.

"The simulation record vaguely mentions that after this time's Small Dou Wu Festival is held, the Great Dou Wu Festival will not be far away. I'm afraid that after a few more Small Dou Wu Festivals, it will be the real Great Dou Wu Festival."

"But I didn't expect that this great martial arts festival could directly involve the 'gods'."

"The Great Martial Arts Festival is held once every ten thousand years. If you miss it once and wait ten thousand years, as the quickest and theoretically safest way, I must participate."

"Even within the next hundred years, there is enough time for me to prepare all the basics."

While he was thinking secretly, the feather ship had already sailed into the city.

The two deliberately made a time difference and finally disembarked, without any further conflict with the abyss nobles on the feather ship.

With Xing Luo's status as a Celestial Dragon among the lower races, the two of them completed the procedures for entering the city, registering and settling in, etc. very smoothly.

Then... they officially arrived at the research institution.

Hunzhen is not naive enough to think that Xingluo will have smooth sailing if he has a background, otherwise there is no need to go out of his way to find her.

But he still didn't expect that as a shield "assistant", trouble would already come to his door in just the first week of employment.

There are currently two research projects that Xingluo and Qingzhen are involved in - "Feasibility experiment to control the purification loss of low-grade moluo fruit below 10%" and "Research on the No. 70 two materials of moluo fruit".

Involving the Mara Fruit, there is no doubt that this is a basic material subject.

Regardless of the research equipment or consumable materials, they are all top-notch and the biggest.

Competition is also extremely fierce.

"Do you know what the 'Duality of Moro Fruit' is? Do you think I will give you a pass with such substandard application materials? Do you think you are still doing your private research work at a superficial level?"

"To be able to recruit such a layman as an assistant, huh... it seems that our Xingluo Academician's level is not that good either."

In full view of everyone, a short, fat, toad-headed young man in a white coat threw the application form handed out by Hunzhen on the ground.

(End of this chapter)