Mystery: The High-Dimensional Overlooker

What does it call me? Fushengtian?

Western Continent, Western Continent... Could these be some of the spiritual bodies that believe in Tianzun? Your surname is Chen? Could it be said that everyone in the Western Continent believes in Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun? So, are all the people in the Western Continent His believers?

So the stability of His anchor should be stronger than that of any god on earth. Why did He arrange it like this? As part of the original, does He need these anchors?

Or, was it that all lands except the Western Continent originally belonged to God? With the exception of the Western Continent, which was protected by the Celestial Lord, all living beings were God's anchors?

If there hadn’t been that feast of betrayal at that time, the current North, South and East Continents should all be God’s territory, God’s sheepfold…

However, according to Chen Tu's expression, it doesn't look like he has seen a god of faith...

Klein thought silently in his mind. He paused for a moment and said to the spirit Chen Tu in front of him:

"What do you have to do? What is your name?"

The armored shadow bowed his head humbly:

"The one who was bestowed the title by the Heavenly Master to subdue ghosts, my humble name is Chen Tu."

"I follow the orders of the Nirvana Beyond Heaven to guard the Styx and never leave."

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Klein thought for a moment:

"What kind of abilities do you have?"

Note 1: I feel like there is a bug here in Squid. If the pronunciation of the Chinese that Armor Shadow masters is the same as Chinese, or even the same as modern Chinese, will there be corresponding spiritual world knowledge in the spiritual world? Woolen cloth?

Or in Squid's setting, the seal of the Lord of Mysteries is so powerful that it can even ignore the authority of half a god and completely seal the spiritual world information in the Western Continent.

Enmm, does anyone know? I’m a little confused.

Chapter 354 The Curtain of War

Klein didn't have to wait too long. Soon, the armored spirit reported its abilities to him one by one, not daring to hide anything.

After careful analysis, Klein finally decided to sign a contract with the armored shadow in front of him and borrow his ability "Hum Ha Technique" to make the contract.

Klein had two reasons for not borrowing his "Night Parade of Ten Thousand Ghosts" and "Soul-Devouring Scream". One was because the so-called "Heavenly Way" believed by this armored shadow was not "Source Castle", but the source essence that was inclined towards the concepts of "death" and "destruction".

Based on the information provided by the high-dimensional observer, Klein felt that these "heavenly ways" were actually the "source essence" sealed by Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun.

Not only that, Klein also speculated that the source of these two abilities may come from the "River of Eternal Darkness" or the source of the "Decaying King". If it's the former, that's fine, but if it's the latter, it's very likely that the alien gods from outside the world who are watching the Western Continent in the barrier will have the opportunity to be disadvantageous to themselves.

The second reason is that Klein currently does not need the two abilities of the Armored Ghost. In addition, the mind control ability of "Hum Ha Technique" works through the personality rather than the sequence.

In other words, after Klein borrowed this ability, he could use the "Origin Castle" to temporarily elevate his status, allowing him to perform powerful attacks on others while using the Card of Blasphemy and Gray Mist to enhance his status. control.

In this case, although Klein himself is only a demigod, with the blessing of the "Origin Castle", the "Humha Technique" can even control enemies at the level of Sequence Three and even angels.

"What reward do you want in exchange for this ability?"

After Klein thought about it, he asked the armored shadow, and the armored shadow opened his mouth:

"The equivalent of five thousand pounds of gold..."

After hearing the word gold, Klein's eyes instantly became dangerous. The gray fog around him suddenly became thicker, and the tentacles moved slightly, which seemed to be a very dangerous signal.

The armored shadow, now in spirit form, shuddered. He swallowed his nonexistent saliva and added:

"...or a blood sacrifice of more than ten people."

For a blood sacrifice of more than ten people, the conditions will indeed be simpler then. Just go to the sea and catch a few pirates... Klein's expression softened, he nodded to the armored shadow, and took out a Necromancer Domain from his hand. Contract paper.

This was specially obtained from the church in order to deal with the spirits who preferred the undead.

"I will deliver the blood sacrifice to you within a week. Is this payment acceptable to you?"

The armored shadow nodded fiercely, as fast as pounding garlic.

……

"What a pity, you have to leave today." Gao Wei looked down and smeared the oil paint with his hands. If you look carefully, you will find that there is not much free space on the canvas.

He said to Medici while drawing. He is sitting on a cloud, looking quite happy. If you look closely, you can see large brush strokes on the clouds that look like they were smeared with an oil painting knife.

This cloud seems to be a creation drawn by a higher-dimensional observer.

The "War Angel" Medici beside Him is also sitting on a cloud that seems to be painted.

He clicked his tongue, jumped forward, and stepped on a mass of blue sky. As soon as He left the place, the invisible arms descending from the sky one after another took on concrete shapes around the clouds, appearing as pale as the bare arms of a wax statue.

These arms held up the clouds and then quickly disappeared from where they were.

As the clouds disappeared, a tiny bit more white paint appeared on the palette in the hands of the high-dimensional observer.

"The Lord actually agreed to your plan..." Medici looked obviously a little unhappy. Watching the high-dimensional overlooker casually smearing paint on the white canvas, he couldn't help but say:

"Can you really deceive Leodro and Badheir with the things you drew like this? I can find any hunter who can draw something better than you."

"When you ask a hunter to draw, do you mean coloring on the map? Chaoxing and I have also played this kind of game in the starry sky. Don't blame me for not reminding you, he also has the dream of accommodating the 'Red Priest'." Gao Wei looked down. The reporter was not angry at all, "Of course the painting is not finished yet. Although you think this painting is weird, with the eyes on top of the mouth and the mouth on top of the nose, if you change your perspective, it won't be like this."

A chaotic color flashed in the hands of the High-Dimensional Overlooker. He waved his hands, and one after another, pale arms like the ones that had just dragged away the clouds appeared under the painting, changing the position of the painting in front of Medici's eyes.

The various colors of the layers of oil paint on it became more prominent, and soon the blocks and lines twisted and reorganized into a brand new picture.

A huge figure stained with blood and wearing a white robe stood among them, and there was obviously a free space behind him, which happened to be enough for a figure to stand.

"betray"!

"Lord..." Medici couldn't help but mutter to himself when he saw the giant in the painting. Then he looked over and commented, "Ha, the painting is indeed quite like it."

"No matter what, please believe in the aesthetic level of an external god."

The high-dimensional overlooker tapped the palette in his hand:

"You said, when Alistair Tudor led his army to Intis and Feysac, intending to seize the two Conqueror Beyonder traits from the Soren and Einhorn families... could the Lord of Storms resist the temptation of Beyonder Aggregation and spy on Tudor's battlefield?"

The High-Dimensional Overlooker smiled. "Guess again, will the God of Knowledge and Wisdom backstab the True Creator as I predicted? He's the god who's always been good at seizing opportunities, isn't he?"

"Aren't you the current 'White Tower'?" Medici raised the corner of his mouth.

"You're absolutely right. Given their personalities, they would certainly do so. Otherwise, Leodro would face death or surrender his Sequence One and uniqueness. The Lord isn't that merciful. He won't allow Leodro to become an archangel this time."

"But..." Medici's tone changed, and he continued to look at the high-dimensional overlooker:

"Would you really do something like this to benefit the Lord? If you can accommodate the White Tower path, it means you can also accommodate the Lord's other paths. I'm not like that little secret you support, and I still believe in the friendship and bond between you two."

"What did the Lord promise you? What made you go to such great lengths to create this stage on Earth, even at the risk of revealing your identity?"

Medici raised his hand, and a lifeless Trier appeared next to him. Every texture of the building was clearly visible, but there was no human figure in it.

This is a painted city!

"Obviously, my goal is, the 'God of Steam and Machinery'. There is no doubt that under the just contract made in the ability of the grazing 'Eternal Sun', I and the true Creator are extremely stable allies. "

The high-dimensional overlooker showed a smile and clapped his hands:

"And dear Medici, why do you think I am still afraid of my identity being discovered by the gods of the earth?"

"The 'White Tower' is me, the 'True Creator', the grazed 'Eternal Sun', and the 'Night Goddess' are all my allies. And the 'Earth Mother Goddess' is now just one of the vests of the 'Fallen Mother Goddess' .”

"Five of the seven gods already belong to us. Why do you still think that I, an outsider god, will be a minority on earth?"

"..."

Medici was stunned for a moment, and his 'conspirator's' intuition told him that the foreign god in front of him seemed to have something in his words.

But he himself didn't know what conspiracy the high-dimensional overlooker in front of him was planning, so he could only suppress his words in his stomach, and wait until later to remind his boss to be careful about this little brat in front of him.

(Old scoundrel Kounuo Tianzun)

Although the alien god in front of him has a deep calculation and takes away the possibility of the Lord becoming God, which is very bad; but Medici feels that the high-dimensional overlooker has shared part of the erosion of God's consciousness for the Lord on this basis. , this is good.

Considering the covenant between the High-Dimensional Overlooker and the Lord, and finally after careful weighing, Medici gave up the idea of ​​scheming with the High-Dimensional Overlooker and prepared to remind the Lord a little, so that the Lord should not trust Him too much.

Most of the time, the Lord’s decisions are quite reliable, even more thoughtful than He, the “conspirator”.

It's just that the Lord trusts others too easily, Medici thought. At that time, the ancient sun gods simply misjudged Leodro and the others' loyalty to themselves, which resulted in thousands of years of ruin.

That was the only time His judgment was wrong, and it also made Medici think that the ancient Sun God had always been his master, because God could not make mistakes.

It is as if God will never believe in His own believers. No matter high or low, all lives are just sheep in His sheepfold. In the final analysis, this is the biggest difference between the ancient sun god and God.

The Medici trusted the Lord, but He did not trust God.

——Because He knew that apart from the Lord, there would be no other god who would take Him to sit by the fire in the Western Continent and tell the myths that seemed to be brought from ancient times.

"That's true." Medici smiled, "Then the true god on earth has been killed by you, the high-dimensional overlooker - what are you hiding?"

"Yes." Gao Wei looked down and made a sign of the cross on his chest casually. Medici looked at the movements of the foreign god in front of him and felt unhappy no matter how he saw it.

He spat fiercely and disappeared into the spiritual world.

The high-dimensional overlooker still stayed there and smeared the paint in his hands carelessly, and a painting gradually appeared under his hands. After a while, a man in shabby clothes walked out of the painting in a daze.

But in the next moment, his expression calmed down, as if he understood something. He nodded to the high-dimensional observer sitting on the cloud:

"Ontology."

"What kind of person did you ask me to replace this time?"

"A painter, a poor soul who has lost his soul." Gao Wei looked down and said casually to his incarnation, and kept moving his hands:

"He prayed to me to enter the 'Hostel', and I agreed to him. After the power of the two Sequence Ones came back, it was quite convenient to project such an equal deal in this way."

The High-Dimensional Overlooker smiled. "There are countless frustrated people in every country and every world. They are willing to trade their youth for achievement, and so they place their souls with me, hoping to find a moment of satisfaction."

"So, you promised them to let us replace them, achieve their achievements for them, and then return the body to them."

The high-dimensional overlord nodded, and soon another person in ordinary clothes walked out from beside him.

"Since they choose to give up their right to think and pray to the gods, then I will naturally agree to their request."

"But I am not a miracle worker. I cannot guarantee that all their wishes will be fulfilled in the form they want, but I can guarantee that they will become successful and realize their dreams."

"Miracles have a price, but isn't it a fair trade to trade your talent and destiny for your wasted years?"

"If I lose in this war, there will naturally be no follow-up dreams; if I win, then they will all have a glorious future - what a bargain, as long as you nod, you can think about it. become."

The high-dimensional observer spread his hands and stopped painting:

"There is no doubt that this is a great value for money. They do have their own talent, they just lack opportunities and luck."