"Based on our goals, specific races are needed. Don't get me wrong. This is not to indicate their specialness. It's just that our current mission happens to require it. Since the mission requires it, we have to overcome no matter how difficult the difficulty is." road.
He stretched out a new hand from the back of his back armor, and the six pipes made a "cluck" sound at the same time. The spherical shell in the center of the platform unfolds, revealing the contents inside.
The Angel of Death - the thing that had been grandly introduced to wipe out all the fuss at the moment - lay quietly on a stone slab. At present, it looked like just a piece of neatly arranged bones, with white and dark green fibers (the white should be It is a substance above mithril. The dark green thing should be golden in the original version that I know. From a cursory glance, it is difficult to tell what was replaced). The gaps are waiting to become tendons and glue to serve as connections and buffers between bones.
“There’s also the physical part that does the wrapping and stuffing.”
Stretch your intestines and introduce it patiently. With his other hand (definitely not the one he had used before, they seemed to adopt some kind of conscious shift system, or they were one-off), he rubbed the smooth mouth of the pipe.
"Before the energy intervenes, we will mix, pressurize and flatten again. The substances to be added this time will immediately react with the ones we have fixed. The speed must be strictly controlled, as well as the processing time. It cannot be too long or too long. It can’t be too short.”
"Sounds like making armor. You know, the kind that have bones on the outside - something that creatures with bones on the inside like to use. It's pretty redundant. So, the finished product has to go through an inspection laboratory?"
"In our understanding, the production that requires special pursuit of strength will of course need to pass the inspection by the inspection center before the corpse can be completed." Shenchang Lin said. "So it looks like it, yes. But it's not. Because of the lawfulness of angels - nature, which is closely related to their domain -
Once a dead angel is born, it must be a qualified product. You can never go wrong with this step. It must accomplish what we want it to accomplish. "
"So you are lazy. It's excusable." Yi Cha made a gesture. "Before I ask the question you hinted me to ask, I want to ask a question about quantity."
"quantity?"
"I just want to know that I won't be so lucky and happen to see the scene of the first undead angel raising its corpse, right?"
"Oh. No." Shechang Lin said. His response to this question was similar to other questions. Form a mutual credibility guarantee. "What you are seeing is indeed the first Necronomicon of the future. But it will not be completed today. Nor will it be completed under your nose."
Yi Cha carefully observed the bones and fibers for a while, then raised his head.
"Oh. I thought 'no' means 'yes'." Then he mentioned the prepared surprise and said. "Don't blame me for being self-righteous. You talked about how important I was all the way. I'm a little self-righteous now.
Why is it the only thing that has nothing to do with me? I'm all here. Why—" He gestured to stretch out the lens in his hand. "Can't we just do those steps now?
I'm here. And if that's not important enough - you know, I can help you even if I'm alive. You haven't always ignored this, have you? "
Stretching the intestines and lining seems to have been really considered for a while.
"I believe you sincerely want to help us. Izaint."
Then he laughed vaguely. "Normally no one would believe it. This is the difference between us undead and you living beings. Not only do we understand, but we are also willing to accept you at any time."
"But it's a pity," he continued. "Not today. Not just this one thing. It's not ready yet."
Icha spun around again.
"Okay." He said and clapped his hands. "There is no doubt. The next step is to visit the inspection laboratory, or the finished product? Or the various combat plans being implemented on the finished product that has been released - except for the one that includes me, I will experience this plan personally."
"It's completely up to you." Shanchang Lin said. "As long as you want……"
"It's rare. I don't want to do it today." Yi Cha said. "I'm a little tired. I've breathed in too many will-sapping holy breaths today—" He smiled. "I can't believe I said this in the Killing Realm."
"Thank you for your hard work." Shanchang Lin said sincerely.
"Indeed." Icha said. “So to end with one last guess: You won’t happen to have a resting place that can accommodate me and my two employees who are in a critical period of development, quiet, comfortable, guaranteed to survive, with enough recreation and learning The equipment allows us to be protected from outside interference and at the same time makes it extremely difficult to escape, so we can only wait obediently to be slaughtered?"
"some."
He paused for a few seconds while stretching his intestines. His hands rubbed against each other under his belly. Seems a little embarrassed. "We do plan to do this. We won't let you touch death now. But we won't let you escape just yet. I originally planned to bring it up again in the drafting room."
"Thanks to me. Otherwise, this request would appear to be too much." Yi Cha waved his hand. Look left and right. "So where are we going now? This way?"
He walked quickly to a small narrow door and let it open. "here?"
"That's it. Turn right, turn left, turn right again, and go down seven times in a row." Shechang·Ling whispered.
"Should I leave by myself? Or do you want to show your reluctance for a while longer? Oh. I'll leave by myself." He said without waiting for the undead to reply. “So give me some advice on avoiding the wrong choices.”
"suggestion……"
I thought for a while. Got what he meant.
"You can't run away." He adjusted his voice and made it sharp and sharp:
"Ezhaint. We have been preparing to destroy the demon tyrant for many years. We have tried countless methods. For you, we have learned a lot of new knowledge and mastered secrets that are difficult for any living person to master.
So you have to believe that our tolerance, our patience, and our kindness at this time are based on our full preparation. There's nothing left to chance. Whether I accompany you or not, it doesn't matter how many undead are in your field of vision. It doesn’t matter what you see as a fence.
There is no way out here. You have no chance of survival.
When you want to run away, or are unwilling to accept your ending, you can just leave and try. Call for help, attack - attack whomever you please, try whatever you want..."
The undead leader paused for a moment. "Actually, I doubt you would do that. In fact, I advise you not to do that. Because I like you, and most of us actually like you. We don't want you to be dying and hurt too much, and that's My advice."
Yi Cha grinned and nodded.
"Good advice. I took it. Turn right, left, right, down seven times in a row. Right?"
He waved his hand and walked out of the narrow door.
(End of chapter)
