Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 4057 Immense Torture

"It's already resolved? You're something else. No wonder you dared to challenge Carlos." At the same time, Yanemer, who was casually strolling around Terra, looked into the distance, a strange light flashing in her aloof and arrogant eyes.

When she previously took action to eradicate historical traces, she also tried to solve the problem at its root and completely suppress it, but it didn't work, since it wasn't her area of ​​expertise.

Now, Ye Lin can do what she cannot. He has extracted the spacetime power from the nine parallel dimensions and resolved the source of all disasters. Terra has regained her peace, and the power she has displayed has amazed Yanemer, causing her to change her attitude towards Ye Lin slightly.

If her previous deal with Ye Lin was merely the optimal solution she made among many possibilities due to her urgent need for power to cope with the future, it didn't actually have much emotional connection with Ye Lin. She felt it was suitable, didn't dislike him, and just happened to be able to grasp his weaknesses.

Now, I genuinely admire him.

"If you were there during the war of the gods, perhaps the scales of victory would tip in our favor."

Yanemer disappeared from the spot and reappeared at Hyde's residence near Central Park. After briefly scanning the area and finding nothing of value, she disappeared again and then went to each of Hyde's residences in Terra.

Finally, Yannemer returned to the Supreme Scientific Institute, which should have been the "Beyana Institute," and appeared in a research room in a very deep underground space.

In the time of ancient Terra, this was the place where Hyid created her.

In her memory, there should have been a huge energy cultivation tube. It was here that Hyde created her body and then injected the first great primordial darkness, allowing her to open her intelligent eyes from the warm liquid and begin her life.

Despite her cold personality, she did have some affection for this place.

"Oh?"

Yannemer looked into the depths of the research room with surprise, raised her eyebrows slightly, and picked up a piece of blood wrapped in a mysterious instrument. The bright red blood seemed to be alive, constantly twisting and turning, which looked very strange.

The style of the mysterious instrument also seemed out of place with the highest scientific research institute. Compared to the circuit boards, transistors, etc. of scientific instruments, its surface was covered with mysterious patterns that were connected into intricate designs, and there was also a magical flow.

Having mastered the ability to reconstruct matter, she could immediately discern the function of the instrument and the energy contained in the blood.

She is the master of the material realm, second only to the legendary ancient goddess in power.

“From the mythological era, part of the sacred mother codex? No, it looks like a crude replica.” Yanemer guessed, thinking that was probably the case.

The earth records the weight of history, and the sky retains the light and shadow of the past. In the past, on the planet Terra, Yanemer actively sought to understand the mythological era of Terra and, with her powerful strength and abilities, uncovered part of the truth behind the destruction of the mythological era.

The replica of the Mother Code seems to be extracting the secrets from the blood and optimizing them, as if to restore the secrets of the golden bloodline.

Just as Yannemer was analyzing the blood and instruments with great interest, a light suddenly shone behind her, the door opened, and a figure with a cane and bandages wrapped around his body walked out.

Immediately, the entire room lit up...

Molly didn't notice the people in the research lab. His face was gloomy, and his small, sharp eyes were almost spitting fire. This feeling of not being able to control the truth was driving him crazy.

The suspicion and hatred towards the sage had reached its peak.

There was also the scene of being humiliated by Yanemer, that contemptuous feeling as if sweeping over an ant, which was like a knife that could pierce to the bone for a scientist of high status and pride.

Mo muttered to himself in a tone that couldn't hide his hatred: "I am the greatest scientist on Terra. The so-called sages are just lucky to have mastered some special abilities. Once my research is successful, I will spread my name throughout all of Terra."

Then, when Molly saw the aloof woman in a black bodysuit in the research room, her expression changed drastically. Her mind went blank, and a chill ran from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

Why is this jinx here?!

Yannemer glanced at him coldly, and with a clatter, the cane fell to the ground. Molly was once again suspended in mid-air, his bones creaking under the strain, his face contorted in pain, and he could only gasp for breath.

“Since there’s no Hyde, you moved this thing here. Seeing it brings back some unpleasant memories, which is really unpleasant,” Yanemer said calmly.

The creation of the artificial god's body utilized some of the technology from the mythological era.

Pushia destroyed the mythological age that was heading towards madness and wiped out most of history, but some small fragments survived and were later unearthed.

As Yannemer raised her hand, the entire research room was instantly filled with kaleidoscope-like cubes, refracting a mesmerizing glow. All matter was being reconstructed, completely changing its original properties and transforming into something new.

With a gentle clench of his fist, a new research lab took shape. Giant instruments hung from the ceiling, with a huge transparent culture tube hanging down, connected to several thick pipes below. The entire room was covered with thick, specially made alloy plates, which could be connected to high-voltage current at any time, seemingly to prevent the contents of the culture tube from escaping.

Then, Yanemer casually waved her hand, and Molly, who was almost suffocating, was thrown into the culture tube and enveloped in warm liquid.

After a moment of reflection, Yannemer said:

“I used to admire you a bit. I admired your ambition to achieve your goals at all costs, and I also admired your theory that the weak should submit to the strong and be willing to sacrifice for the strong, and firmly defend the power and interests of the strong… You express all your thoughts, and compared to Hayd’s complexity, you are easier to understand.”

"Then I also want to laugh at you. Your abilities are never enough to match your ambitions, so your slogans and ideas seem particularly ridiculous, like a pitiful worm trying to stop a chariot with its bare hands."

At the Bayana Research Institute, Morley was the second-in-command and deputy director, yet he was surpassed by Hayd in every field.

Without the prototype created by Hyde and the successful precedent of "Artificial God Yanemer", it would have been impossible for Morley to create the subsequent eleven artificial gods based solely on his words.

Perhaps it was the place of her birth that moved Yanemer; she had unusually spoken a few more words just now, then looked coldly at Morley in the culture tube and said:
"Looking back, when the artificial god was first created, you proposed many extreme methods to test the limits of our bodies. Now I want to try and see how many you can endure."

Molly, sealed in the culture tube, didn't understand what the other person was saying. For him, there was good news and bad news.

The good news is that his injuries are miraculously healing; he can feel the broken bones reconnecting, a healthy energy is surging from his body, and the warm liquid is not suffocating him.

The bad news, of course, is that the nemesis before us is clearly not friendly at all.

“Let’s test your tensile strength.” Yanemer waved her finger.

Molly, inside the culture tube, was stunned for a moment before his mind was overwhelmed by immense pain, and he let out an extremely shrill wail. His limbs had been casually torn off by Yanemer, and the blood mixed with the liquid in the culture tube, staining his vision red.

That seemingly robust and strong body was torn into half a human pig.

"Madman, madman!" Morley cried out in excruciating pain, gripped by unprecedented fear. His upper body, lacking support from his legs, plummeted towards the bottom of the culture tube under the influence of gravity. He vaguely felt his arms and legs resting on his head. Yanemer watched the blood-red culture tube until Morley lost consciousness. She then flicked her finger, and the tube disintegrated into many small cubes. After recombine, Morley's body returned to normal.

"Resilience."

Molly, who had only recovered for a few seconds, suddenly felt a series of clear cracking sounds coming from his chest. All his ribs were breaking and then piercing into his lungs and heart.

As soon as Molly opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, along with fragments of his internal organs, and his skull began to collapse rapidly.

"Demon, demon!" Morley went completely mad, the excruciating pain driving his brain to the brink of annihilation, his bones shattering and crumbling.

Then the same thing happened again: Yannemer reconstructed his body, restored it to full health, and then conducted a new round of tests.

“Yes, and it also has compression resistance.” Yanemer tapped her finger, her expression indifferent, without any joy or extra emotion, as if she were just doing something that was perfectly normal to her.

Immediately, Molly in the culture tube was squeezed into a sphere of flesh and bone fragments by a merciless force, and blood stained the warm liquid for the third time.

In his last moments of consciousness, Morley suddenly realized that he should abandon his proud dignity and beg for mercy from the person in front of him.

Under the suppression of absolute power, all resistance is futile.

That must be... God.

However, Yanemer seemed uninterested. She shook her head slightly and disappeared from the research lab, leaving behind the already dead Molly, who had been crushed into a ball of flesh. She had no interest in caring about him anymore.

The body is so fragile that it can't even pass the most basic tests.

Apart from Hayid, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them all useless.

Yanemer was already disappointed and somewhat annoyed with Terra. There was no place here that made her feel warm, and almost everything she saw was unpleasant. There were no powerful figures worthy of her attention, no Hyid, and no other ten artificial gods.

The twelve girls, Beyana, are only slightly interesting.

It's just a technologically advanced planet; it doesn't have much other value.

"Without Hyde, without darkness, it's just an empty shell. Forget it, let's leave." Yanemer calmly left Terra.

Standing high in the starry sky, looking down at Terra, she frowned and said to Night Forest:

"It's very strange."

All matter and all life originated from ancient Terra; it is real, but it lacks several crucial elements.

Therefore, in Yanemer's view, Terra is now just an empty shell with no substance.

Terra has a special significance because of Hyid and the Primordial Darkness; otherwise, it would be no different from other technological civilizations.

“I feel the same way, Terra. We’re probably going to get a major patch,” Hiat agreed with her.

Her intuition was sharper than Yannemer's; she noticed the anomaly much earlier and had been searching for the truth hidden behind the scenes.

Yannemer didn't speak again, but directly attacked Ye Lin. Her tight-fitting combat suit was covered with a bright purple light, and in an instant, dense rays of light appeared on his body, tearing through the darkness, as if to create a new world and disintegrate him in terms of spatial concepts.

Faced with the sudden attack, Ye Lin showed no surprise and withstood Yanemer's cuts head-on. Not only was his body unharmed, but even his clothes seemed to have been tempered for eternity, without breaking in the slightest.

Yannemer's eyes flickered slightly, a strange light flashing across them. She had already returned to her most perfect state in ancient times, and that attack just now was no joke, yet it hadn't harmed Ye Lin in the slightest. This was very unreasonable. Could it be that he was even stronger than Carlos?

It wasn't like this when the twelve artificial gods fought against Calosor.

Night Forest Road:
"The holder of elemental powers has returned, so your control over the material realm will naturally be suppressed and will not be what it used to be."

After saying that, he pointed to himself, indicating that he shared elemental powers with the elemental goddess Pushia, and in a sense was your ancestor, so it was perfectly normal that your abilities were not very effective.

Moreover, Yanemer only used material abilities and did not integrate them into the Primordial Darkness.

“Give it to me,” Yannemer said.

If she could possess elemental powers, she could achieve another qualitative leap.

"You think it's a cabbage that you can just give away whenever you want? You're like the old Dako'er." Ye Lin complained about Yanemer, indicating that there was absolutely no way to give her elemental powers.

Immediately, Ye Lin used his spatial powers to construct a mirror space and pulled the cold-tempered Yanemer into it.

He could also see that Terra meant nothing to Yanemer now; her feelings for her homeland were almost nonexistent, and she had lost interest. So she wanted to find something else interesting to do.

Ye Lin didn't hold back either, going all out to fight Yanemer and intentionally guiding her to use the Chaos Power to imitate and replicate the Primordial Darkness.

It must be said that Yanemer's combat power after recovering her full strength is quite considerable, no less than that of the Primordial God of Power. Moreover, due to her special origin, she is exempt from the power of the Great Will "King's Power," causing direct damage to Carlos.

In the end, Ye Lin calmly suppressed Yanemer and temporarily sealed her power.

"What beautiful jade feet." Ye Lin held Yanemer's jade feet in his hands and played with them carefully.

Compared to her ample breasts and shapely buttocks, what attracted him more were Yannemer's beautiful feet. She never wore shoes... Each toe was like a finely crafted work of art, exuding exquisite beauty and flawless.

Yanemer said calmly:

"When I fought you, I sensed that your aura seemed unstable, and it could go even higher."

"I'm preparing to break through to the Creation Realm." Ye Lin didn't hide it from her, and then skillfully tucked Yanemer's jade feet under his belly.