Even in another world, Joey's flames of gossip are still indelible.
Goras was fiddling with a strange instrument, and suddenly there was a sound of mechanical rotation.
He stooped and raised his hand to point to a strange chair, gesturing for Joey to sit on it.
Almost as soon as Joey sat on it, a bright light suddenly lit up in the originally dark little room.
He raised his hands to cover his eyes and waited for a moment until he adjusted to the light before opening his eyes.
What comes into view are crystal balls emitting light blue light. The crystal balls here are different from those outside. They are more like containers for holding things.
Inside are various eyeballs, which should belong to different species from the appearance.
The most important point is that these eyeballs and pupils are shrinking rapidly, they are not dead objects.
Joey's expression suddenly froze, and after a few seconds, he recovered and his eyes were attracted by those eyeballs.
Goras didn't give him much time to think.
Press the machine and a metal cap filled with pipes falls from the ceiling.
The hat was placed on Joey's head. This scene was very similar to those scenes of torture of death row prisoners in previous movies.
Tick tock!
It was like the sound of water drops falling.
Then Joey felt that he seemed to have some kind of connection with those crystal balls.
His inspiration and vision increased exponentially, and while his mind was still in a trance, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have God's vision, and the entire imperial city seemed to be under his spiritual vision.
Every detail, every pedestrian, and even rats stealing food in dark corners can be clearly captured.
This is the central control monitor, which is the terminal server.
Being deeply attracted by this feeling, there is a feeling of peeping into everything.
"Don't use this power blindly, it will consume a lot of money."
The voice of Goras made Joey wake up suddenly, and he quickly cut off the ability to see everything.
Turning his gaze, he turned his gaze to Goras in front of him and said solemnly:
"I feel like most of the blood in my body has been taken away."
Yes, that's right, but in just a few seconds, Joey was sweating all over his body and his face was pale.
Looking at those luminous crystal balls, there are many eyes in them that are withered and shriveled, obviously losing the breath of life.
"Goras, if you want to kill me, you don't have to do this. In the hands of a demigod, I am not qualified to escape."
"You can't blame me." Goras glanced at the lifeless crystal balls distressedly, then stared at Joey with a strange expression and said:
"You were too reckless. I didn't expect you to enter the spiritual vision state so quickly."
"The last test product took a full hour to succeed."
Joey suddenly stood up and tried to take off his metal hat.
It had only been a while, but he felt weaker than a wolf seven times a night. He was unwilling to be a guinea pig anymore.
"Don't!" Goras shook his head helplessly and said.
Joey stopped what he was doing and stared at Goras' wrinkled face with a 'you know' look.
He is asking for benefits and does not want to work in vain.
Joey found that there were a lot of good things in this house.
Just like a glass ball the size of your thumb in the corner.
That thing also has a name, 'Tyrant Wild Thunder', which is similar to the grenade in the previous life, but more powerful. It contains a kind of thunder and lightning element. In critical moments, throwing it at the enemy will have unexpected effects.
Goras followed his gaze and saw something in the corner.
Then a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"If you want it, I have plenty of it, so I can give it to you."
"Thank you, Lord Bishop." Joey smiled and complimented: "Tell me, what do you need me to do? It only takes one word from you."
The contrast between the front and back made Goras unable to react.
"Use your inspiration to find Vader"
"So simple?"
"This is not simple. As a demigod, even if he stands in front of me, I still cannot notice his existence."
Joey then thought about it. If it was really that simple, there would be no need for him to exist.
If the ability of Lucky Master is placed on the battlefield, it is indeed a powerful auxiliary killer weapon.
Sequence 8 not only gave Joey new abilities, but also strengthened his previous insights.
"You only have 3 minutes, this is your limit now," Goras warned.
He closed his eyes again. This time, he was not in a hurry to enter the state of spiritual vision. He seemed to have caught a trace of traction energy.
This is very similar to the way a heavenly gathering gathers members.
In the endless darkness, a vague point of light was wandering.
His instinct told him that it was Vader Wesker.
Joey suddenly opened his spiritual vision, and what he could see was a dilapidated and collapsed building. His sight passed through the layers of fog and he finally saw it clearly.
That was Leila Allen's Earl's Mansion. In front of the collapsed building, stood a middle-aged man with a full beard. He was tall and straight, his appearance was strict and rigid, and he had no expression.
This face left a deep impression on Joey's mind.
Vader Wesker.
He was actually at the Earl's Mansion.
Joey tried to expand his spiritual vision to see if there was anyone else around.
Unexpectedly, Vader, who had always been expressionless, suddenly turned around, and suddenly he felt a cold gaze looking directly at him.
"ah!"
Joey fell off the stool, and a line of blood streamed out of the corner of his eye.
"Found it, it's at Earl Allen's Mansion"
Joey had no time to check his own injuries and said anxiously: "I saw an illusory door behind Vader."
Vaguely, he felt that it was 0-09's true form, and it was because he saw the two eyeballs on the door that he cut off his spiritual vision.
Joey had a feeling he would die if he continued to stare.
"Good boy, well done. The light of the Lord will drive away your pain." A smile appeared on Goras's face, and then he turned and left.
Although the pain in Joey's eyes was unbearable, he still put on a devilish smile and took all of 'Tyrant Wild Thunder' into his arms before leaving.
Naturally, he would not be polite to any good things that could be taken away.
To suffer a loss is just not his character.
As the bishop of the Sun God Cult, he naturally needed a lot of medicine for healing, but his injuries recovered within a few minutes.
No matter how powerful the sealed object is, it is impossible for a person to be unable to parry with just one look. If he is careful, he will not even be affected.
. . . .
Layla Allen, at the ruins of the manor.
Wade looked up at the sky in astonishment, his brows slightly furrowed.
"What's wrong?" There were several men in black robes beside Wayne. He looked at Wade and asked in confusion.
Wade thought for a moment and shook his head.
"Maybe it's my imagination"
Wayne looked at Wesker who looked thoughtful, opened his mouth, sighed, and finally said:
"I don't understand why you chose to open Him here"
"This is the secret of the sun. I have no obligation to tell you. Also, don't forget your identity. I can break your neck at any time." Wade said in a cold tone:
"I am not a filthy person, unlike you."
As an orthodox archbishop of the Sun God Cult, he has always been loyal to his beliefs, even if he is now surrounded by followers of the Necronomicon Cult.
While directing his men to set up the scene, Wayne sneered: "Wade, who do you think you are? If it weren't for you, would she have died?"
This topic was very heavy, so both of them chose to remain silent and did not continue.
. . . .
Phew, after leaving the imperial city and looking at the towering towers, Joey still felt a little unreal, like a dream he had during a nap.
A few hours ago, he was a Sequence 9, and now he has been promoted to Sequence 8.
Originally, in Joey's plan, promotion would be delayed until the political situation stabilized. Another reason was that he wanted to find an antenna bug himself, but he didn't dare to use the things provided by Buyimaiti.
I thought it was another torture session by a hypnosis master, but I didn’t expect that I got a lot of benefits in vain.
After confirming the direction, Joey slowly and leisurely rushed towards the former site of Earl Allen's Mansion.
Deliberately slowing down is partly because I am adapting to new abilities, but partly because I don’t dare to go.
There were two demigods in that place, and if they got into a fight, they wouldn't have anywhere to run.
The strengthened inspiration allowed him to avoid most dangers. At this time, the main city was not peaceful, and the civilian riots intensified.
From time to time there would be explosions, the air was filled with dust and smoke, and the unpleasant smell of rotting flesh was suffocating.
He didn't need to investigate, he knew that it was the disciple's handiwork.
With the help of this riot, I don’t know how many Sequence 7s the Necromancer Cult has successfully promoted.
The once mighty imperial soldiers were now in a state of embarrassment, and some were even covered in blood and fighting with civilians.
They all had the same expression on their faces, paranoid, ferocious, crazy, as if they had lost their minds.
Flames burned in the buildings, turning most of the city red. Corpses and blood silently told of the approaching disaster.
Several night demons and alien beasts that originally existed only on the outskirts of Senegal also appeared, and the fangs in their mouths were soaked in blood.
Joey's steps were slow, and his leather boots made a clicking sound on the ground.
He walked very slowly, and strangely, neither the crazy civilians nor the mutated beasts attacked him, as if this person did not exist.
In his ears, there were roars and cries.
He quietly looked at a middle-aged woman with disheveled hair, crying with a baby in her arms.
The pain of losing her son made her break away from the charm of 'Color of Stars'.
Maybe it's not to break free, but because He also likes the negative emotion called 'despair'.
Putting yourself in the perspective of 'Color of Stars', a war that ends perfectly is not as good as a tug-of-war that lasts for a long time.
Therefore, when Emperor Enge had an absolute advantage, the coup split Senegal in two.
So, war is just to please Him.
What do these struggling lives count for?
His eyes penetrated the thick fog, as if he saw the distant starry sky.
He is like a heartless machine, looking down on everything below.
The mother who lost her child was as dead as a stone, with deep sadness and anger condensed in her eyes, and more of a feeling of confusion.
The colorful mist hovered above her head, and the alluring brilliance seemed to whisper to her, guiding her towards the endless dark abyss.
As far as the eye can see, everyone's eyes are full of madness, as if driven by an invisible force, killing cruelly like a machine.
Soldiers, civilians, women, and children abandoned their weapons and fought in the most primitive way, biting with their mouths and colliding with their bodies. Every impact was full of violence and blood.
The air was filled with the strong smell of blood, mixed with the smell of sweat and gunpowder smoke.
Shouting, screaming, crying, the sounds intertwined together, forming a chaotic picture. Everyone is fighting and killing, but they will not understand what they are doing until they die.
The situation has become more serious than at the beginning.
Joey didn't understand whether this was the true appearance of the 'Color of Stars', or whether it was due to some other reason.
At least, in his eyes, he saw a hint of 0-013's directorial authority.
From another perspective, isn't this like a large-scale theatrical performance?
The deteriorating situation also occurred after 0-013 was taken away by the Necronomicon Cult, which is all appropriate.
This is a drama about killing and despair.
Mentally confused people, no one with any sense at all, just killing for the sake of killing, has turned into an irreversible disaster.
"Demigods, angels, level 0 sealed objects, what happened?"
In normal times, any one of these would make the entire Senagaal tremble, but now they appear together.
Joey is trying to adapt to his new abilities.
Sequence 8, transporter.
The literal meaning is to mobilize luck, make others unlucky, and intercept other people's luck. This luck can be stored, and when necessary, different effects can be achieved.
The additional effect is that it can transfer away all the breath of oneself, even traces of existence.
The current Joey has transformed his own sense of existence. In the eyes of outsiders, he will become insignificant, just like ants and germs on the ground, and no one will notice his existence.
He still exists, but will be ignored.
Looking at the two people fighting together not far away, their clothes had been torn, and their exposed muscles had protruding veins.
The feeling of strength from punching to the flesh made Joey envious.
This is only Sequence 9 of the Giant Path, and he has such a physique.
In comparison, my Sequence 8 status is very weak, and none of the abilities I master are related to combat.
The only thing that can be done is to clear the enemy's luck points and trip over banana peels while walking on the road.
Now it's even more magical, it's completely an escape skill.
"I don't know, what's the next sequence?" Joey lamented that his future was gloomy.
"Maybe I can switch to another sequence!"
A killer, if he possesses this ability, may be able to kill his target without making any noise.
While Joey rushed to the Earl's Mansion, Dongcheng District, which had been silent for a long time, began to gather people. The leader of the group was the second prince 'Daniel Charles' with a heroic face.
