The fisherman druid is in another world

Chapter 214 The temptation of plug-ins

Although Priest Mariuni is very confident in his own strength, he still maintains the habit of "three gangs of good men, one group in a fight".

Moreover, he had a high self-esteem, and he was not willing to wear the white dragon fish suit and leave the mazai red stick unused. He would end up in a hurry and face shame whenever something happened, which was very ungraceful.

So, he quickly summoned helpers, a plague priest wearing a beak mask, a dwarf swordsman carrying two enlarged versions of thick-backed pig-killing knives, a snake witch with an unusually flexible body that seemed to have no bones, and a body-shaped witch. An evil mage with balls, short and thick limbs, and an abnormally deformed appearance.

These four people were all talents recruited by Mariuni from a large number of refugees.

Originally, each of them was rebellious in his own way, but under his influence, they all changed their minds and became willing to contribute to the sacred cause.

In particular, these four people have a common hobby with Maluni, which is torture and killing.

When the five apostles gathered, Luo Bo absorbed the negative soul power and achieved an acceleration effect.

Then with the help of the Eye of Sagulas, he 'saw' the four-headed Black God Red Stick that he had previously killed with Manjuhuasha.

These four guys were indeed sent to the other side by him, but it was their souls that were transcended, but their bodies were left in a special void.

As soon as Robbo thought about it, in the eyes of Sagulas, there were tentacles between reality and reality protruding, like opening a wormhole. This side was submerged in the light, and the other side was poked out from the light, spanning an unknown distance. The distance directly caught the corpse of the Black God Red Stick.

Soon after, cracks of light bloomed densely on the corpse, and then the corpse turned into fly ash. At this point, the essence and biological blueprint of the Black God Red Stick were captured.

"Psychic energy is really a good thing..." Luo Bo felt the power of a creator-like creature.

All he needed was that Bige, who believed in the old methods, had the ability to grab what he needed, and things would be done as he wanted. It was true that God said there should be light, and so there was light.

Of course, there is an upper limit to this ability, but the spirit must not be lost, and there is no need to deliberately think about those limits.

Sometimes the more careful and careful you think, the easier it is to be fettered and restrained by your own thoughts.

The reason is simple. Since the power of thought is powerful, its reverse effect is equally powerful. Therefore, we should try our best to think of what is there, and blur what is not. To be more specific, it is to use the rare confusion to create an alternative high state, focusing on being unscientific, irrational, and idealistic.

Luo Bo was not very good at this aspect originally. As an earthling, the three-dimensional outlook and habits developed over decades are not so easy to change. However, one nightmare opened the window and the second nightmare paved the way. Now I even started practicing self-hypnosis, and gradually I got better.

And as a modern earthling, he has no shortage of ideas.

For example, in his current sage-like state, he thought: "According to the theory that things must return to their extremes, I have fallen from the peak of sensibility to an emotional trough. This trough state is also an extreme. Why can't I take advantage of it?"
The current state of being unable to get up the energy to do anything and being indifferent to everything seems to be more in line with the characteristics of the dark supernatural power of death, destruction, and nothingness! "

Thinking of this, he made a bold decision to take a nap! Give up reason and completely hand over your body to the dark side. In the parlance of Eastern fantasy, take the initiative to become possessed!

As a result, the Eye of Sagulas flew up on its own and turned into a red bead the size of a thumb. It shot into Robo's chamber like a bullet, causing his head to tilt back violently.

This blow made him faint, losing most of his consciousness, leaving only a glimmer of alertness.

One eye was closed, one eye was opened, and the forehead was blood red and the eyes were shining brightly.

Immediately, Robo began to transform, and his clothes, equipment, even weapons, and supernatural powers were all swallowed up.

Even the body has been chewed up by the old power system.

It’s not like dismantling a clock into its parts and putting them back together again, but reducing the clock into its most basic molecules, and then redesigning, casting, and combining them based on the existing elements.

To be honest, Luo Bo had not expected this beforehand, but he accepted it all with a calm attitude that even surprised him.

He even had the mood to think: "Okay, now I invite you to perform. The old rulers are so great, but they are not as good as me..." Then he fell asleep.

Next, Hei Luobo, who seemed to be a second personality, directly used the clusters growing out of his back to strike left and right in the air in front of him, and a space crack appeared, as if the space was thin to him. latex layer.

Passing through this crack, Hei Luobo appeared directly at the bottom of the Babel Tower, a huge underground vault buried deep under the lonely mountain, an irregular square with a side length of nearly a kilometer.

There are millions of skeletons gathered here. Some are stacked neatly, some are crammed in randomly, some are placed as individual units in complete bone niches, and more are just piled up indiscriminately, forming a structure comparable to that of a large Beijing View of the pile of bones.

A strange rancid smell permeates the place, which is reminiscent of the old dry toilets in winter. The concept of "old corpse pit" easily comes to mind.

In addition, there is a large amount of phosphorus fire and the lingering residual souls emitting light, forming a strange and gloomy neon of death.

Hei Luobo did not appreciate all this. The place where he appeared was the center of this place, and then he transformed into the center of a nuclear explosion, continuously releasing purple energy shock waves in all directions.

The divine fire that Luo Bo failed to use, Hei Luobo easily used it.

As a bystander, Luo Bo really didn't expect that the power of non-faith could be used according to the pattern of the gods using the power of faith.

It can be seen that Hei Luobo performs it, and it feels reasonable.

To put it bluntly, it is a technical issue.

The gods cannot, because the belief system of the gods has a single and narrow channel. Even the God King can only handle a few categories, or frequencies, of the power of belief (specifically, it depends on the priesthood and corresponding doctrines mastered). However, the Old Ones have jumped out of this circle and have the ability to filter and process the entire domain by themselves.

Another issue is the cost. In the process of converting the power of faith into divine power, the gods consume a lot of power. In addition to technical issues, there is also the tax collection department that cannot be avoided.

As for the Old Ones, all the universes are my prey, and the way of heaven is a fool.

Therefore, in a game where the gains outweigh the losses as far as the gods are concerned, the old branch actually has a surplus.

The purple shock wave has the characteristics of laws and is comparable to high-energy particles in the universe. It is almost unblocked by matter. It projects directly into the isolated mountain and spreads like ripples to the entire area. Naturally, the outer ring refugee area was affected instantly.

The next moment, countless scarlet cursors appeared in the sky, each finger-thick but bright cursor pointed at a living creature.

"Guilty! Not guilty!"

The loud sound was like rolling thunder, like a roaring hurricane, or like countless people roaring in unison.

More than half of the scarlet cursors fell in the next moment, and the person hit instantly spontaneously combusted and was reduced to ashes within three seconds.

Immediately, reverse fluctuations appeared, as if there was a huge black hole in the lonely mountain, swallowing all energy within the range.

All the negative mental power and even extraordinary factors accumulated in this area were suddenly gathered into one point at an unimaginable speed.

Then the Tower of Babel turned into a macro cannon, spitting out thick purple beams of light into the sky.

When Hei Luobo released a special energy shock wave, Abad and the others already had a creepy feeling. They gave up the fight, forcibly activated their life-saving means, and fled in the form of a stream of light.

But even so, he was still 'scratched'. He could have escaped a hundred miles away, but now he was ten miles away, and he was marked by scarlet light at the slightest chance.

Although they escaped, they were all weak, their breaths were disordered, their breathing was dense and short, and their hearts were beating wildly, as if they had been groomed dozens of times in a row.

"Why did this happen all of a sudden!?" Harlan asked out of breath.

Farouk shrugged: "I am also surprised. This is obviously not the Black God, nor the gods. The era has long been turned. The ancient gods have lost their authority for many years, and the authority of the gods has been castrated and cannot be in the main material." Plane-building magic of this level.”

Karim said: "I think it has something to do with Musa."

"Agree." Nayila helped: "I can't see through that guy."

So unconsciously, everyone's eyes turned to Abad.

Abad spread his hands: "One of my innate abilities is the grip of fate. This time, just like when I recruited you to join the gang, I felt that this person was right, so I tried to recruit him..."

Farouk comforted everyone: "At least from a macro perspective, this result is not a deviation." Majid sarcastically said: "If it is not a deviation, it means that tens of thousands of people were sacrificed directly through arbitration!"

While they were talking, the sky was turbulent, and the shock wave pushed away the clouds at high altitudes, forming an increasingly clear and expanding cloud ring around the pillar of light.

But within the cloud ring, the sky was as black as ink, revealing the deep void.

Due to the different structure of the universe, there are no stars in this deep void. After all, the stars in this world are actually signs of the characteristics of the gods in the material world.

However, Hei Luobo's method is obviously not only to open the void passage.

But after the void channel is opened, it is indeed beneficial to him.

A large amount of void power poured down from the channel, forming a waterfall-like fall.

It's just that this huge energy, which is comparable to the solar wind cosmic radiation, has been directionally absorbed by the Tower of Babel. This means that the power of the souls accumulated here is enough to allow Hei Luobo to throw it away. Otherwise, with the portal of his heart and universe, it is simply not enough to pay for the soul power consumption of such a large-scale spell.

Getting more power is secondary, the most important thing is to open the channel.

Hei Luobo has more fully embodied the name of the Tower of Babel today. Following the deep black void, the silver star realm was also blasted by the cannon of light from the Tower of Babel in the more distant depths of the void. shape.

Some people understand the astral world as a purely spiritual world.

This understanding is obviously an overgeneralization. Although the star realm is not as complex as the subspace of the Warhammer 40K universe, it is not a simple spiritual world. The power of ether and extraordinary matter also exist in it.

But this time, Robo anchored on the Black God's fortress, or in other words, the God's Tomb.

The Black God left too many traces in the Tower of Babel, more specifically, information, such as the information hidden in the bodies of his red stick subordinates for interacting with him.

Luobo's utilization rate of this information is very low, but Black Luobo, who has become the representative of the old rulers, has automatically enhanced his ability to interpret the old technology, and the utilization rate is high.

Locking on the Black God Fortress, the Tower of Babel opened fire directly.

The soul power of all living beings is the power of control and restraint. It is based on the law of darkness and uses extraordinary power including the power of the void as fuel. After processing, it is processed into an extraordinary version of the plasma cannon that is comparable to a Star Destroyer weapon and continues to bombard.

Although the Black God's Fortress can be called a special crystal formed by a mixture of divine power and the law, it cannot withstand the long-term exposure to such majestic power.

The fortress first melted on the surface, and then was eroded internally by high energy. The whole began to crack, and eventually collapsed into countless pieces.

Even so, Hei Luobo still had no intention of letting it go. The bombardment mode of the Tower of Babel was changed from light pillar to light cone scattering. All smaller substances in the area, including abstract concepts, were wiped out in this bombardment.

Even the gods who were watching the battle from thousands of miles away couldn't help but feel the chill of sadness.

Of course, it also includes the sense of sight, this familiar dark super formula, the taste is so strong, even a fool can distinguish the foreign smell.

The damn Black God, the damn foreigner, has only been quiet for a few days, and then he caused a big incident in Keen Continent. This is just trying to pluck the wool over one place, right?

So what? Do the gods of the Gene system still dare to take action?

They trade with the black god PY and fight for mutual benefit. They can be said to be playing smoothly, but when they encounter a truly cruel opponent, they just pretend to be blind. In short, they make small calculations based on personal interests.

From the perspective of the gods of Keen, this St. Myra Monastery is not complicated. It is just a few gods who play tricks and do not feel sorry for themselves.

God King Keen was naturally the one they sold.

To use an inappropriate metaphor, God King Keen's recognition among humans in Keen's continent is like the Chinese people's recognition of Pangu and Nuwa on Earth. It is very broad and has a very good cultural soil for developing believers.

And this, in the eyes of the gods, or to be precise, some of the gods who disdain descendants, is the rich land, what happened to the selling point?
Especially since this guy is paralyzed.

In addition, my business has failed recently and I am short of money to operate.

Take the God of Light, for example. He suffered a huge loss in the North. In order to make money, he lowered the conditions for the project with the Black God.

To outsiders, it seemed that he was seeking death to cause trouble and letting wolves into the house.

He himself felt that he had a strong family background and could hold on to it. Once he got through the difficulties, he could just chase the wolf and become a monk.

That's essentially it. It's just that the power he holds is too great, and it often involves the well-being of hundreds of millions of living beings.

As for considering the problem from the perspective of all spirits, I'm sorry, but the growth environment and past experiences of the gods determine that they do not have that kind of enlightenment and moral awareness.

Including gods like the Harvest Goddess who are relatively good to all living beings, they are just better at management and think that good reputation and reputation, as well as appropriate kindness, can bring higher benefits in the long run, so they do this.

The feelings of the gods towards all living beings are basically the same as the feelings that humans have towards chickens and ducks in the wet market - if you want to eat them, kill them; if you don't want to eat them for the time being, just keep them so that you can eat them fresh in the future.

Some people say that many gods began as living beings, and they are not so heartless.

As everyone knows, now that 'he' has become 'him' and has completely completed the class jump, how can we continue to treat each other as equals?

And as long as we have a bird's-eye view, as time goes by, our feelings for all living beings will change from being a horse to being a non-human being, from being a cute pet to being an animal that provides food for consumption.

This is actually the same nature as the dynastic period theory. However, the upper limit of the level of gods is higher, and kings and emperors are younger brothers compared to them.

Part of Luo Bo's darkening was due to seeing through this.

Specifically, it is the black thinking brought about by the second copy of Nightmare Refining God.

It's just that the years are still short, and his sense of all living beings is still at the stage of horses and pets. But Hei Luobo is almost there in one step, but after all, it is restricted by his own consciousness, and certain behaviors are taboo.

If the taboo is violated, not only will the goal not be achieved, but the main consciousness will awaken, and the temporary personality will die.

In order to exist longer, the blackened Luo Bo did not touch these taboos, but tried his best to show off, so that the protagonist's personality would be happy and he would think of him.

Only in this way can he gradually fix the pattern from a temporary personality to a standing personality pattern, without being broken up when used up and reorganized next time.

From a temporary worker to an iron rice bowl, and then seeking a higher level of progress with the iron rice bowl in hand, this is the ambition of Luo Bo.

For this reason, he not only wanted to kill the ancient gods, but also get enough benefits for the master's personality, such as the divinity retained by the black god in his own god's tomb, and the mysterious and mysterious stuff.

In fact, these high-end scarce things are essentially high-value information, just like the law particles that Luo Bo recently fished through the fish basin.

After all, from another perspective, this universe is just a variant of the matrix in {The Matrix}. Numbers are a basic-level unit of information expression, and a group of core programs are the most valuable concrete rules. They weave the world, what is there, what is not, and what changes will occur if you do it. etc.

And Hei Luobo, like a clever hacker, breaks through Hei Shen's firewall, gets a glimpse of the content of the personal small software he developed based on the open source system, and uses the more valuable ones that condense his personal wisdom and creativity. Select the code.

These codes are all carried by special energy or matter, similar to thinking information carried by brain waves, but this one is more special.

Those who are difficult will not know it, and those who will be able to understand it will not be difficult. No matter how special it is, the essence has been exposed, and there is no shortage of means and tools to dismantle it, so it becomes possible to manipulate it.

For this reason, Hei Luobo even spared Black God's life and allowed him to download, just like downloading the data from the base station to a terminal.

Naturally, the terminal cannot compare with the base station, but at least the key data is preserved.

But from Hei Luobo's point of view, this is a conspiracy. The Black God has now turned into a delicious piece of fat, and another wave of bloody competition is brewing.

And only this kind of top-notch incident may make the master unable to do what he wants and rely more on him. His personality will soon become long-term...

(End of this chapter)