1153.The god of death, end and cold moon originating from the thousand-year sand sea! Pluto Worm Heidis Ginseng Part 1！
1153.The god of death, end and cold moon originating from the thousand-year sand sea! Enter Pluto Worm Heidis! (Page 2/2)
Nefertari watched in bewilderment as her spiritual body filled up at an unimaginable speed, until a moment later she turned into an ectoplasmic entity and easily broke through the power level of the gold-level mummy priest..
And the Sand Sea Death God raised the death sickle in his hand high in the carnival of death spiritual energy in the whole world, and finally fell.
The god's force crossed the violent wind of the sand sea, letting the sharp sickle tear through the sandstorm, gathering the brightest moonlight, and shrouding Queen Fulier, who was also looking confused and still kneeling to the God of Death..
It was as if the desert had become a stage at this moment, and Fulier in the light became the most dazzling star..
“I make you king! Friel Ptolemy III！”
He said so：
“In the watch of death, lead the living to rule, advance and prosper！”
In the bright moonlight, the insect limb belonging to Hades was shaped by the Death Moon into a cold moon ritual sword, and one of his fallen insect eyes turned into a Death Moon crown and fell on Fulier..
After doing all this, Hades, the half-insect man, stepped forward in the sea of sand, stepped into the sky, and like a general on an expedition, he swung his sickle to tear open the cracks in the plane, and rushed into the never-ending Asian... space battlefield.
The complex past and the invisible future were split into two at this moment. Hades said goodbye to the past without hesitation and devoted himself to change with a positive attitude..
He knew He had to go further.
Not only to pay tribute and follow that adult, but also because I shoulder more than just an expectation and desire for the future..
The path you take also has Parom's share.
The poor brother who took the wrong path should also enjoy all this, but it remains in the past, so he should bear his share.！
The future has arrived！
At the same time, in the main control room of the Creation Engine in the Holy City of Origin, Murphy also woke up from his sleep..
He touched the hazy invisible thing on his body and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the Soul Seizing Edge was still there. Then he flipped his fingers and inserted the silver-gray data memory into the second reward left to him by the Creator. The main console of the Creation Engine.
While the latter was decoding the message, Murphy raised his head and looked at the direction Hades was heading towards the subspace, and then looked at the brand new [Divine Art: Hades Incarnation] on his character interface and smiled happily..
Ha, now I finally have a big move that can truly turn the tide of the battle..
“Well, next it’s time to go to the Kingdom of Castile. I hope the Elf King will be kind to me..”
Murphy snorted and knocked on the table.：
“Otherwise, this Lord Huang Quan will not be happy..”
While he was humming proudly and even sang two lines of an opera, the decoding in front of him was successfully completed. As the information in the data storage unfolded, Murphy's eyes suddenly widened..
The first drawing decoded on the optical projection in front of you is the manufacturing process of a standard energy battery, while the second drawing is the manufacturing process of each module of the solar ship, and the third drawing is the solar engine.！
The scientific name given by the Creator, the standard manufacturing process of the next-generation "black hole" type cold fusion reactor.
There were a total of twenty-three similar drawings, all of which were all-inclusive but had only one characteristic. That was that Murphy couldn't understand it at all. He turned directly to the last page, which read "Causal Law Weapon and Defense Module Manufacturing Process"”.
Hmm, I can't understand.
Murphy scratched his head, turned a page forward, and carefully read the awkward title "Introduction Manual for Digital Rate Weapon Module and Mathematical Rate Engine Production"”.
I still don’t understand, I don’t understand at all, boss！
Turn one page forward.
Hmm, I can understand this！
Thirty-seven methods of making elixir and comparison of their advantages and disadvantages？
What is this all about?！
The vampire scratched his head again, then copied the first three production drawings with the awe of a scumbag, then honestly stored the rest in a silver-gray memory and put it close to his body..
Although he didn’t know how valuable these things were, Murphy guessed that he would have to take these things as gifts when he went to the Sentinel Corps to pay homage to the dock in the future..
He still remembered Mosna saying that the Sentinel Corps was stuck in the dilemma of being unable to mass-produce digital weapons..
“Rose! Stop watching bad dramas on otherworldly websites, be kind to your brain, come on, come on, here are three treasures for you, remember to lock them in the deepest part of your 'Rose Cloud' platform, and wait for one day to have them God’s Chosen One, share it again.”——
“What was the identification code that was sent just now?？”
In the cabin of an armed cargo ship passing through the northern polar region of the Sea of Storms, in a super-giant mechanical laboratory that has been expanded through space, scholars are suspiciously checking the identification code information data that just disappeared through the recovery program..
On the test stand behind him lay a Sentinel body that had been dismantled by one-third..
Its various core modules have been extracted and placed in the storage cabin with a very precise process. In a small bottle, there is a golden ultra-advanced photon information processor, and the corners of it mark the disassembled device with crazy techniques. The identity of the sentry：
“The first great thinker of the Sentinel Corps, Ms. Flinders.”
The scholar doesn't care about the abnormal noises made by the modules on the mechanical platform behind him.
He knew that the unfortunate captured Sentinel lady was resisting, but the erosion of the Chaos Meme made the latter very weak and unable to resist the continued dismantling of the recovery program..
Originally, this work was going very smoothly, and the scholar was about to complete the chief monk's instructions to obtain some information about the weaknesses of the Sentinel Legion from this member of the Sentinel Legion, as well as the coordinates of some special items related to them stored in the material world..
But just now, just a few minutes before the majestic Songhai Death God was born, the scholar captured a strange code sent from the Sentinel body..
Although he doesn't know what it is, the mechanic's instinct tells the scholar that he must find that thing and analyze its logic. This thing will have a very important impact on their career..
At the same moment, on an uninhabited snowfield in the glacier fjord hundreds of kilometers away from the ship.
Beside a large bonfire, a cloaked barbarian stood next to the broken ice with his arms folded. He was carrying a huge barbarian double-edged battle ax, and hung a gnoll war flail and a wolf around his waist. hunting bone bow.
Under this guy's hood is a resolute and rugged face.
He looks like an ordinary barbarian, but his eyes are blood red, like blood jade.
At his feet lies a very strong ice hound, which is dozing and waiting for its master to hunt tomorrow..
“Oh, tell me, what was I pretending to do at that time?！”
This guy looked at the direction where Hades entered the subspace and cursed.：
“I bowed my head to that little brother at that time, isn't it me who is showing off his authority now? Hold! Could it be that I was really stimulated by the stupid giant shark's words, "My fate is up to me."？
blanch！
I shouldn't have paid attention to that idiot at that time. He led me astray..
Hello！
Hayes, didn’t you follow Mannis to eat and drink?？
Didn't you get some good stuff in the star realm?？
Look, I'm so weak now that I need to replenish my body..”
These words made the Snowfield Mastiff lying next to him roll his eyes, and he helplessly took out a bone from the animal skin bag tied to his body and threw it to his embarrassing owner..
The barbarian didn't mind it either, so he picked it up and smelled it, and was immediately happy..
He returned to the campfire, slapped his thigh and shouted：
“The meat of the sun beetle Parom is a great tonic. Forget it. Don’t think about it anymore. Let’s drink soup. Let’s talk about tomorrow’s matters tomorrow. I’ll leave it for today..”
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