456.This is not a failure, just a 95% victory - more updates for "Warm Wine Ci" brother【23/25】
456.This is not a failure, it is just a 95% victory - additional update for "Warm Wine Ci" brother [23/25] (page 2/2)
This was like some kind of wonderful "detection" process. With a soft sound, the metal door closed in front slowly opened, and bright but not dazzling lights shone out from it, making the unprepared meat-shredder couldn't help but squint his eyes. , it can be seen from the fingers that it is a very clean and wonderful place.
lighting without gas lamps.
But those light strips hidden in the simple architectural style provide a stable and warm light source. There are not many things in this hall and there are not many decorations. It can be said to be "a bare house", but the extreme simplicity is full of "future style" "The design makes this place full of a "high-end sense" that jackals can't understand.”.
It immediately realized that the psionicist was not bragging, that this was indeed the "Land of the Creator"”.
“Come in, what are you doing standing there? The time for Ninkinanka’s exile is coming soon.！”
The psionicist, wearing only boxers and a hood, called from the other side.：
“Hurry up and take the remains of the Bone-Gripping King and leave. Don't interfere with my continued work here. I managed to get this job from Mr. Yuan with great difficulty..”
“Ouch.”
Shredded Flesh hurried forward like a country bumpkin, imitating the posture of the psionicist and standing in the gate with open arms. Blue beams of light shot out from around its head, sweeping across its body, making Shredded Flesh feel a slight discomfort..
The keen perception derived from the psionicist made it feel that all the secrets were analyzed by these beams at this moment. It could not understand the working principle of this thing, but it could probably guess that it was a strange "detection technique"”.
“Biological template code D-04, silver individual, threat: low! When you enter the visitor hall for the first time, you will be given the status of 'temporary visitor'. Please abide by the rules and regulations of the exhibition hall and do not go to areas other than the visitor hall..”
A light voice rang in Tear Meat’s ears.
It doesn't understand the language, but it strangely understands its meaning. This obviously transcends the transmission of information through language and text, and directly "copies" the content into the jackal's mind..
This made the flesh-shredding people once again feel the "greatness of the Creator"”.
It set foot on the Land of the Creator with an attitude of seeking knowledge and exploration, but when it saw that its footprints left an ugly mud mark on the smooth ground, Tear Flesh even felt a sense of despair in its heart. shame of origin.
It feels like it has "profaned" this sacred place.
But soon a round and wonderful box floated over. Not only did it clean up the mud, it also circled around the torn meat, spraying out a strange water mist to clean the dirt on it. clean.
“Ha, the Creator’s little pet is amazing, right?？”
The psionicist holding a metal staff said to Tear Flesh in a mean tone.：
“These little things are found in every Creator Land, they are some sort of pre-set psychic item responsible for cleaning up the trash. I have tried taking apart a few broken ones, but I can't even find the gaps where they were assembled..
I dare say that even if the best machinist from Chardeau Artisan University came over, he would have nowhere to start..”
“This is a divine thing. Mortals cannot touch it and cannot understand its proper meaning..”
Tear Meat snorted..
It's not surprising.
In its world view, even a roll of toilet paper next to a real god is not a "holy object" that mortals should touch.”.
This straightforward answer made the psionicist lose interest in continuing to communicate with this guy. He curled his lips, pointed to a row of seats leading to the core of the visitor hall, and said：
“Go, your king is there.”
After hearing this, Shred Flesh immediately strode forward. It walked around the seats and saw a skeleton sitting upright on the chair in the first row. It was the skeleton of a jackal. It had been dead for a long time but had not weathered. It didn't turn into a skeleton, it just took on the appearance of a mummy..
Like the Flesh Tearer and the Psychic Master, it also took off its armor and weapons, and was here wearing only single clothes. Obviously, the Bone-gnawing King also knows the "rules" of entering the Land of Creation.”.
Tear the Flesh looked at the skeleton in front of him with a complicated mood..
In fact, like other gnolls, it believes in its heart that the Bone-gnawing King is not dead. It is just hiding and licking its wounds and waiting for a comeback..
However, the cruel fact in front of him told it that the Bone-gnawing King was already dead.！
As an excellent necromancer, Flesh Tearer can even determine that the King of Bone-Gnashers has been dead for more than a hundred years. In other words, the King of the Jackals has passed away before the Fourth Black Disaster has truly come to an end..
But soon, Shredded Pork noticed a problem.
It frowned and looked at the mummy of the Bone-Gnawing King on the seat in front of it, and said：
“Why does my king assume such a strange posture? This is not some kind of gnoll ritual…”
“That's praying.”
The psionicist walked up to Flesh Tear and whispered:：
“Before your king died, he was still praying alone in this land of creation. No one knows what he was praying for, but if you have to say, I guess it has something to do with the series of confusing operations he performed at the end of his life..
But what I am sure of is that the King of Bone Grinders is not a believer in the Lord of Hunting. You have seen it with your own eyes. The only thing it truly believes in is the power of the Creator. This is why it cannot be our companion..
It is said that when it was defeated, it asked for help from the organization we had just established. Oh, I was not born at that time. I only heard about it. It is said that our leader ruthlessly rejected it..
It seems that in despair, the bone-gnawing king finally returned the power and glory he obtained from the creator. Tsk tsk, if it were not a jackal, this behavior itself would be enough to be called sincerity.’.
go ahead.
take it away.
For the deceased who have left a trace of history, returning to their roots is considered a kind of dignity..”
“But the secret…the slate of our civilization！”
Tear the Flesh and look at the passage directly in front of the Bone-Gnawing King..
Although it was the first time today that I heard the term "Slate of Civilization", it still made me have the urge to step into it. However, the ferocious outline of the Iron Guard looming in the darkness made me stay away..
This is the holy place of the Creator！
Everything here is beyond the imagination of this jackal psionic warlock. If the bone-gnawing king has to wait here with such a humble attitude, then the flesh-tearing king cannot run wild here..
“The secret of the Bone-Gripping King is in the core area.”
the psionicist whispered.：
“Pray, if I successfully complete my mission, I will bring it back to you. In Dusk's plan, collecting the civilization tablets is a top priority, and we are also happy to see it returned to those who need it..
We will teach you how to use it correctly, but of course you must first swear off this boring and wrong world.
But if you want me to give you a suggestion, you can look for the Bone-gnawing King’s belongings in the swamp outside the exhibition area after you leave..
you saw it too.
It didn't leave its armor, weapons, and belongings outside the gate. I guess this guy had properly hidden those things before coming in..
As long as you find those things, you may be able to figure out your king's thoughts and plans at the end of his life, but even just the skeleton itself is enough for you to go back to the Dark Mountains to do business..
You will be considered a hero to the Gnolls.
Don't forget what you promised me before, Mr. Shredded Flesh.”
“Um.”
The gnoll warlock nodded..
It put the Bone-gnawing King's body into a specially made body bag with an extremely respectful gesture. Before leaving with the King's body on its back, the Flesh-Tearer turned around and asked：
“I haven't asked your name yet, Your Excellency. I can feel that the exploration of the unknown in your heart is obviously higher than your loyalty to the great cause of dusk... Therefore, I think we can actually continue to cooperate in the future. Can you tell me your Name? Code names are also fine.”
“Just call me 'explorer'.”
The man waved his hands and said goodbye：
“As you said, I didn’t join Twilight for any great cause, and I have no passion for destruction. It was just out of my desire and exploration of the unknown and the truth of the world. I couldn’t stand a huge mystery being turned a blind eye by everyone. For this reason I would rather abandon my conscience and my humanity.
I'm not a good person, really.
stay away from me.
I wish you a smooth journey back to the city, Your Excellency, and don't provoke the giant swamp snake that returned from the star realm. It has accumulated a lot of fire now..”
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