Bada.
It was a sound coming from Metz. He slapped the table and suddenly raised his head. His head fell off his neck and rolled to Nese's feet with a bang.
Everyone's attention was attracted.
"Important conclusions have been drawn."
The skull's mouth opened and closed. "This funeral must continue. All participants must stay here until the end..." As he spoke, two Olympian apprentices lifted it back to the Olympian's body.
"...to maintain the smoothness of the calculation path." Yimetz, who had returned to integrity, put the old cat-skin hat back on his head and tapped the table with the tip of his pen.
"what is that?"
Lasnuolo snorted, "Will my early departure affect anything?"
"Yes." The Olympian's voice was calm, "Everyone's departure midway will destroy the generation of the cosmological constant."
The fluorescent number jumps to "10."
Lasnuolo looked at Nesse and spread out a hand. Nese realized that Rabbi Dankara was looking at him too.
Even though he clearly said no and was not qualified, things played out exactly like he agreed and was the best candidate. There is a square painted in pastels in the center of the stage, and a huge arrow next to it explains its purpose. Nesse gritted his teeth and stepped forward, ascending to the square.
The pillar under his feet then rose, lifting him until he was level with the giant countdown clock.
The fluorescent number jumps to "5".
Fireworks shot up from all around, and strings and chants were joined by percussion sounds that could be heard clearly from this location. Nese took a deep breath. The faces of the guests from all over the world under your feet imitate the lake, turning into irregular bodies of different colors. He knew that some of them came from the emergency repair operation of the Great Cosmic Excursion initiated by Chaint.
He had heard what the plans were. No one can deny that Ezhaint is doing good things, no matter what the method.
If only he could behave like this. It would be better if the method didn't matter.
The fluorescent number jumps to "3". got bigger.
The sourceless light shone from above her head, making Nese feel dizzy. He tried to concentrate.
Solving the correction values of world problems using the cosmological constant scheme requires advanced calculations and appropriate paths. The difficulty lies in practical application. Now it seems that even Metz, who is leading the initiative, may be figuring out how to apply it.
The Fallen God plans to summon Offset as a god and then kill the god to achieve his goal.
For Willy Shaw, this was the easiest part. The ability to create gods that occult scholars have been eager to try is finally put to use. He was so happy. I thought too simply and did not realize the huge problems with this plan. Such a random activity of creating and killing gods is undoubtedly a huge blasphemy to most believers. It's not surprising to attract any kind of attack.
Of course, Zhiguang Yang may be just one of them. Which God wouldn't want to find out what's going on when he hears such news, and do a thorough sweep by the way?
As for Norole's disappearance, it was probably just a simple and active defection.
The Water Fairy is also a minor deity. Perhaps she hadn't realized the threat this plan posed to her identity. But it doesn’t seem to be a problem now——
Other gods came with mouths, but she had ears and could be persuaded. She just ran away, quit, took away the members who were willing to be taken away, and ate the rest. This was Nesse's first thought after hearing Willy Shaw's account.
He didn't know why Willy Xiao couldn't think clearly, just like he couldn't understand his optimism.
But at that time he was planning to wipe out the life of the arcane scholar. So I didn't tell him this. It won't be too late to tell Willy Xiao after he becomes undead.
Of course this was back then. Now he no longer makes this plan. Stretching your intestines and lining will not break up with him. The undead have no sense of individual death, let alone resentment for it. But they may have realized that he was not a practitioner of their ideas.
He had to admit it. He is not their comrade.
The fluorescent number jumps to "2".
Fireworks were rising and falling around him. Like a huge cloud ring surrounding him. Nesse raised his hands. In any case, he would then bluff as if he knew where the speech was stored by Willie Shaw.
He had a little hope that Willy Xiao would arrive immediately with the body with an amplitude of 300. But I also know that this guy will probably never come back.
There was no time to warn him. Nese thought. The side effects of the Falling God Project are too dangerous and may bring disaster to all members of the Return to Star Council and the volunteers engaged in universe saving activities. It may have brought disaster to Willy Shaw. He would most likely be attacked on his way to obtain the Amplitude Three Hundred body.
There was no Zhaint to stop things from going bad. This is very possible. After the demon disappeared, a lot of things went wrong very quickly. This in disguise illustrates the danger of his situation.
If Chaint wasn't in danger, he would be here to stop things from getting worse. Because he is wise, kind, holy angel and dictator.
That's what they said. Said by others. not only that. After leaving the main material plane this time, he heard many, many comments about Yicha, all kinds of comments.
The fluorescent number jumps to "1". becomes red.
Nesai looked at the red and beating countdown. The world's greatest funeral is about to begin. The person to whom the funeral was being held was not present, nor was the person who was to convene the funeral. None of the guys here need to be here. Nor do they know the person they need to mourn. What happens next makes no sense at all.
He can start like this. that's all.
The fluorescent numbers jumped to a long, character he didn't recognize. Then it exploded in the air.
The lights come on.
The three musicians from the Killing Domain Band began to play the chorus.
"Ladies and gentlemen. Distinguished ladies and gentlemen. All living creatures, all undead!"
Nese raised her voice and let it spread, overwhelming the music:
“None of you are here to use it!
!
"
Hele.
The sound of confusion.
"There's no body!
No host!
No one knows what will happen next!
! "
He heard the echo of his own voice, and it was strange. There are discordant notes in the orchestra, and someone is singing the wrong note. The robot did not receive the instruction and cruised along the established route without correcting it.
Many, many, many guests were stunned. Many, many, many guests screamed.
"If there is no body, then find a body!
! "I don't know who made such a cry.
“Create a corpse!
! "
"Isn't there a host?
"
"If not, let me do it first!
! "A ball of light flew towards the stage, and was entangled by other balls of light, forming a mess. Nesse saw Shan Karabi leading the members of the Fallen Angel Order into a dilemma in maintaining order.
Hele. Double the happiness. Doubled the dissonance. light. Double the lighting is messy. Smoke rose in the distance.
"Keep the calculation path open. Let the funeral continue." A Metz's calculation table appeared next to him, and the skeleton knocked on the table as a warning.
Nese glanced at him.
"Please go home!
"
He continued shouting down, "Unless you want to do something else!
! "
