"Come on, make a wish. You can get the answer you want. After all, that is the most powerful wish I have left."
Zhou Weiyuan's voice became ethereal and distant, as if it came from somewhere else. Hongyan Biming looked at Zhou Weiyuan, thinking about which step she had gone wrong.
"Don't worry, my fusion degree is quite high. If fusion really happens, I will become a fusion body. Why don't you make a wish quickly? Miss Containment? The price has already been paid. If you don't use it, you will be Are you at a disadvantage, or do you want to waste your precious wishes on such boring things as knowing what I did?"
Hongyan Biming can feel that the power of destruction is destroying her doomsday core, and she doesn't have much time left. Although the contained object will be reborn in the containment unit, she is bound to go through a period of weakness...
She asked the question she wanted to know the most - how to get the seven people out of here.
Casually, dense cracks appeared on her skin, and the destruction from fate came to the person who made the last wish, and she sat down slumped.
"Why are you……"
"The strength of the fusion body is pretty good, but the state of this fusion body obviously does not meet my needs. Would it be better to change the containment object?" Zhou Weiyuan clenched his fist, and the metallic luster on it slowly faded away, followed by his wrist. ,arm.
"...will you plot against me in advance?"
"Of course I asked." Zhou Weiyuan possessed him, took the fan from Hongyan Baoming's hand, shook it, and the wooden board on the fan bone fell off.
"ask……"
"Since there are so many wishes, of course I have to ask about the results. Isn't this common sense?" Zhou Weiyuan laughed, "For example, 'What kind of price will you pay for making a wish', 'How to avoid paying the final price' and so on. question."
Hongyan was so miserable that she couldn't open her mouth, but this made her feel a little ridiculous, as if there were answers attached to the exam, and she was the unlucky one who was chosen to bear the final price.
"Then, thank you for bearing the backlash of the core weapon for me. After all, you will not die. When there is a chance in the future, we can have a fair discussion about the cooperation you mentioned."
Zhou Weiyuan opened the fan gently, and the sound of metal friction was like a clang. The beauty slowly shattered on the seat and turned into a puddle of ashes.
No matter how similar it is to a human being in appearance, the contained object is no longer a human being after all.
"Okay, now that the lock on this has been lifted..."
After Zhou Weiyuan closed his eyes and felt it for a moment, the fan in his hand gradually began to change, from cold metal to white jade with strands of red thread in the middle. On the twelve fan bones, red threads gather together to form the shape of characters.
"Questions, future, destiny, wishes, and... the last answer."
He opened and closed the fan in his hand, and suddenly remembered something. He took out his wand and clicked it in the air. As if the magic curtain had been removed, the person who was originally in the lounge suddenly appeared.
"Is it solved?" Li Beifengdai asked.
"In a duel between liars, the more cunning one wins." Zhou Weiyuan smiled, "Now, it's your business. Where are Tiangong, Aioli, and the others?"
"Just got in touch. Now Felic has brought Saloman, Shilin and Xiao Hanmo to the parallel building and is waiting for you." Tiangong said.
"Haha, that's great." Zhou Weiyuan raised his fan, "But I want to remind everyone that even the god level is just a ticket to participate in the war. I hope you don't overdo it."
On the fan bone, a radiant light flickered. Zhou Weiyuan exhaled, and the white light suddenly spread out and fell on the heads of Tiangong, Li Bei and Aioli. At the same time, four more rays of light passed through the wall and flew into the distance. .
After the completion of the Twelve Wishes, this core weapon has been upgraded to a god-level weapon. Of course, if Zhou Weiyuan had not found someone else to replace him, he probably would not be able to enjoy the fun of a god-level weapon. It's a pity that the god-level effect of "Hui Ji will be injured" is better than nothing for him, but it is beneficial to his teammates.
That's right, one of the current effects of "Wisdom is bound to be injured" is to predict the opportunity for the executor who has reached the mad level of the doomsday core to ascend to the god level. In other words, it is to give an opportunity.
"In that case, let's set off."
The opportunity naturally appeared in everyone's mind. Tiangong stood up, and Aioli was already impatient.
"I wish you all good luck in martial arts." Zhou Weiyuan said with a smile. Of course, he himself still planned to stay in the lounge for the time being.
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Lu Ning and Yan Rong are now on the basement level of a strong-level building. The two people crushed all the contained objects and garbage monsters they saw along the way. The attacks of those tentacles seemed to have slowed down, and someone probably took action against them. However, Lu Ning was still a little worried. The building above his head had finally solidified. If what was expected was true, the next step would be for the building to be generated downwards, and then the existing ring-shaped building would be pressed into the ground, eventually completely replacing the position of the ring-shaped building.
Although the contained items were transferred last time, the information obtained last time was not very complete. No one knew what happened from beginning to end. After all, most of the recorded information was damaged.
"Now the number of contained objects that have broken through the containment has increased." Lu Ning looked around and saw that the number of black flames had not decreased but increased after a period of processing. What's more important is that now she needs to consider the consumption of her physical strength. Even a god-level core cannot have infinite energy, and the methods of replenishing physical strength take time and are not as fast as treatment. Of course, Lu Ning could spend her life force to recover, but it was quite a luxury to do so. A lot of her life force reserves were used by Mo Ningyan to use for the army.
"After suppressing it for so long, it has not decreased, but increased?"
Yan Rong frowned. There were two executors gathered together in the corridor. They worked together to burn a tentacle protruding from the wall into powder. Originally, the parasitic destructive ability possessed by the tentacles was very lethal to the executors. However, these executors revived by Su Chenmeng would actively seek flesh and blood to repair themselves even if some parts were broken. I really don’t know which side is more monster. .
At this time, the door at one end of the corridor suddenly opened. Yan Rong raised his head and immediately put the spear in front of him when he saw the person.
That's...the Psalmist.
It is covered in a black cloak, and under the cloak is a priest's attire. There is a gold chain connected to the collar next to the gold-framed single-sided glasses. There is a silver chain between the hands, and the chain extends again on the right hand side. , connected to a thick black leather book on his waist.
"Gui'an, fellow executors."
"Containment object! Containment object!"
The two Convergence Executors screamed, raised their weapons and charged forward. Lu Ning and Yan Rong did not stop him, after all, the two executors could no longer understand what they were saying.
The poet who walked in just smiled softly, reached out and took out the book on his waist, and opened it.
In an instant, the bodies of the two aggregation executors were distorted, began to flatten and shrink uncontrollably, and were eventually sucked into the book.
"Ah, the one who couldn't communicate has disappeared. The remaining two, do you want to fight or sit down and chat?"
"This is not a poet." Lu Ning walked to Yan Rong's side, "This is a 'keeper of secrets.'"
There are various styles of doomsday cores, and the specific manifestation of this type of poet is that he will directly change his posture. However, according to records, the "secret keeper" usually does not appear immediately after a breakthrough. The current situation also makes Lu Ning became more cautious.
——The "keeper of secrets" and the "singer of poetry" can almost be regarded as completely different individuals.
The Poem Singer pays great attention to being treated as a human being, and its attitude towards the executor is also neutral and kind; however, the Keeper of Secrets is just the opposite. It has a strong desire to show its extraordinary power, and at the same time has a positive attitude toward the executor. There is a considerable degree of malice.
Sit down and chat? Neither Lu Ning nor Yan Rong meant this.
Looking at the posture of the two people, the poet sighed.
"Do you know? There have been some changes next door to me. The ruins of a dangerous building have replaced the containment unit there. Otherwise, I would not have come out. However, these things on the road always attack me without any explanation. There is really a real difference between us. Is there such great hostility? Does one have to die between the executor and the container?"
"In this situation, it does seem like this." Lu Ning took out his gun and pointed it at the "Secret Keeper", "As for you, if you don't make a scene at this time, I will feel strange."
The Keeper of Secrets is a god-level doomsday core.
Unlike the Knights of Justice, who have no intention of fighting, the Keepers can be said to be one of the veteran gods on Judgment Island, but they are usually not seen at all. According to the combat records of the Secret Keeper, those whose core weapons are below the god level will basically die on sight - the "Book of Truth" in its hand can directly absorb executors lower than its own level just like before.
"Oh, you guys are so boring. No one is willing to tell the story I carefully arranged, and they always have to fight after meeting." The secret keeper opened the book in his hand again. The moment it made this action, Yan Rong Already suddenly appeared in front of it, the spear slammed into its head!
boom!
A fat arm stretched out from the book and held Yan Rong's spear. Even the flames on the gun could not spread to that arm.
At the same time, Lu Ning began to fire continuously, each shot aimed at the head of the secret keeper. The flames were guided in the air and turned into several arcs with different arcs. The secret keeper retreated upon seeing this. Taking a step forward, he raised the fingers of his left hand upwards, and a hemispherical black wall stood up out of thin air, blocking Yan Rong and all the bullets.
"Not flammable." Yan Rong said.
"Life is basically restrained." Lu Ning responded.
"In the history of Judgment Island, there have been countless monsters and powerful executors that you have never imagined. It is not difficult to just extract some of these characteristics and make props for you." The secret keeper removed the black Wall, his right hand clenched his fist slightly, and a layer of black horny material covered his fist. Yan Rong felt an unprecedented danger for a moment, and immediately opened a portal and retreated ten meters.
The moment this punch was thrown, Lu Ning suddenly felt hundreds of black sword blades flashing in the air. She was standing far away, but even so, she was still scratched by some of them. Some of the vitality was lost in an instant, and even the atomization was dissolved.
"Well……"
Yan Rong also did not completely dodge, and more than a dozen balls of blood exploded on his body.
"It's a pity that you are too strong, so I need to waste a little time." The secret keeper opened the book again. This time, a hand holding a revolver appeared in the book. After twisting it, he pointed the gun. Lu Ning.
"Cut it open!"
Lu Ning didn't hesitate at all. The sickle wrapped in ghostly flames opened the corridor from top to bottom. She let herself fall downwards, and at the same time drew her gun and shot it before the secret keeper.
"Want to escape?" The secret keeper closed the book and directly blocked the shot with the book. Yan Rong had also left the corridor through the portal again, and the speed at which the two escaped surprised the secret keeper.
"Your will is not that unrelenting."
The secret keeper glanced at the crack cut in the ground and jumped down.
Lu Ning was running along the corridor. When she saw the secret keeper chasing after her, she immediately snapped her fingers. The two bomb aggregates she threw along the way rushed forward and exploded before the secret keeper could open the book. In the violent explosion, even a nearby containment unit was blown open.
The secret keeper waved his hand to suppress the dust mist generated by the explosion. This kind of explosion did not even hurt it at all. He could even directly chase after it despite the explosion. But based on its understanding of Lu Ning, the other party should not do such useless efforts.
"Huh?" It glanced at the containment unit next to it.
Then, a ray of purple light shot out from the containment unit, and the secret keeper stepped back to avoid the purple light. As the door of the holding unit hit the ground with a clang, a pair of armor nearly two meters high appeared at the door.
Purple light melted the door of the containment unit on the other side of the corridor.
"...genius inventor and great biologist."
The memories of the Secret Keeper and the Poet Songer are shared. It certainly understands what objects are contained here, but its god-level arrogance makes it not care about the strength of these objects at all.
"Gala, you dare to disturb my inspiration—Gala!" The armor made a dull sound, and the mechanically synthesized sound inside made it sound very uncomfortable. The secret keeper was a little impatient. He couldn't deal with the contained objects directly in the book. Even though these two contained objects couldn't defeat it, they were enough to stop it.
At this moment, a huge fist suddenly popped out of another containment unit, and hit the secret keeper directly at an extremely fast speed. There was only a boom, and the fist caused large cracks on the ground.
The secret keeper appeared not far away, the book in his hand slowly turning the pages.
"In that case, let me weave the story now... What kind of tragedy will be performed on the stage of this scene between the executioners, the assimilation faction, the escape faction, and the sheltered objects who have no destination? Is it going to be a tragedy for those who have no destination? It’s time to reveal a corner of the secret of existence.”
