The Riddler Get Out of Terra

She stared at the withered body, which looked like shed unwanted skin, and began to repair herself through a layer of contact power:

"Nian should have told you that we are the fragments that split off when Sui Xiang died. It's just that when we were born, everyone chose not to get closer to the Sui beast and jointly pushed him into the chaos - until now we all think that Sui is still there. In the chaos, I was furiously waiting for recovery, and I also secretly made some preparations to contain it, hoping to avoid being reunited by the Sui Beast."

"Although I'm not wrong about everything." Xi said with her eyes raised: "These are things that guy who likes to jump up and down in [-] often does. Some madman also has his own plan. I always stay in the studio painting, and Those who have nothing to do can’t hang out with them, and they don’t know much about them.”

"The eldest brother is the most decisive. During the past gathering, he invited the eldest sister to watch the ceremony. When he came back, the eldest sister said that the eldest brother was already an immortal Yanguo man and was fundamentally different from us. The eldest sister was the most free and easy. She ate, drank, and chanted every day. The poem is right, I don’t know where to go to be happy recently, I think it doesn’t matter what the outcome is if I am drunk today and will be drunk again tomorrow.”

"But I didn't expect... to completely attract that madman, and after several trials, we were ecstatic to find that he could be replaced. We completely distorted our perception, thinking that he was just a helpless and furious old man in the chaos. He was just a body abandoned by him, and maybe even the body. It doesn’t even count, it’s just some unnecessary impurities, but we have actually been deceived by Him for thousands of years. Until now, we still foolishly think that the beast Sui is nothing more than that. We talk about the seriousness of the situation, but in fact we don’t think highly of Him. , but it turned out to be just a hint, and I almost died here."

The power suppressed by the art of transcendence revived again and took over the empty body again. The vast spirituality was guided into Xipi's body by the crystals left out of the virtual world, just like a painting being re-painted. The hollowed-out internal organs were re-painted with ink. The heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and internal organs were all restored and completed. The soft left arm was re-drawn. Only the skeleton of the left leg was also covered with ink, and was re-drawn in a moment. A thin layer of skin and flesh.

However, how can the left arm that Xi used as a sacrifice to the art of transcendence recover so easily?

Before the ink color completely subsided, his left arm let out a trembling cry and fell to the ground in an instant, becoming a black ink stain.

Quan Neng didn't seem to understand what happened to Xi. In his perception blocked by the technique of transcendence, he could only notice that Xi seemed to be stunned for a moment. As a result, he suddenly lost the concept of his left arm, and seemed to think that it was due to the influence of other elders.

As a result of the living attack, another touch of ink covered Xi Guang's bare left shoulder, and a claw dripping with ink and covered with scales reappeared on the left arm.

He judged that the concept of the human left arm had been killed, so he drew a left arm that existed in another form.

However...how can the art of transcendence be easily exploited?

Before the scaly claws stayed on Xi Guang's bare shoulder for more than a second, the black arm was easily broken, and a new layer of mud was added to the ground - everything is there here, no matter what method is used to connect it, Xi Pi should not have one left arm.

Seemingly shocked by everything that happened to Xi, Quan Neng thought that Xi had provoked an enemy of life and death, so he quickly awakened the cold will sleeping deep in Xi Quan Neng. On the back, no trace is exposed.

Maybe the effect of the transcendence technique was too powerful, and Xi's body was too miserable. The cold will that couldn't find the problem just circled Xi's body, and then coldly called for power, igniting another secret recorded on it. :

The lush, wonderful, hope-like light that makes people not want to give up shines.

In an instant, Hao Zhao's eyes were attracted, and the orange cat's mind was empty for a moment. Watching the light floating gently in the air, feeling the compassion, pain, but gentle will in it, he suddenly shed tears.

The tears hit the ground and fell apart. The light seemed to be attracted and danced in the air, illuminating the dark cave into a luxurious temple. However, the cold and terrifying will did not care about the reaction of such a little light - the underworld has contained it since ancient times. There are too many secrets. As the most common resurrection channel for immortals, everyone has accumulated many stories in it. After the death of the giant god of light, it is difficult to guarantee that nothing will be left in the underworld. It is precisely because of such concerns that Sui Xiang endures the pain. Give up the convenience of using Huangquan to resurrect, choose another method to return to the world, and leave the real dragon to provide data to Huangquan Tunglei.

But he didn't expect the real dragon to see his problem early. He might not know what Sui wanted to do, but the two people who believed that it was better to strike first did it at the same time. As a result, Sui Xiang was stuck, and the real dragon Being thrown into hell to test what secrets the Titans would leave behind.

Now it seems that there are indeed relics of this giant god in the underworld.

The cold will thought a lot in an instant, but in the end he gave up his tireless pursuit and just scratched the air a few times with his light, removing the aura left by someone with far higher authority than all living creatures - it had been thousands of years. , finally got the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for recovery, and Sui would not let it go. He was always good at seizing opportunities.

Chapter 267 Divinity

"Since Sui Beast is so capable and has a way to repair his body that was destroyed by the technique of transcendence, what he is looking for here must be very important - he put a curse on me, and I can't destroy my body by myself. , even if I ask for your help, this body will find a way to escape on its own. Even if you can beat me, if it can't be taken away for a while, it will probably call the sleeping year beast to attack, and it is probably impossible to kill it. So, do you want me to control this body to stay far away, so that even if the Sui Beast revives, we won’t be the first to bear the brunt.”

The empty human skin was forcibly filled, and the internal organs drawn with ink were lighter and more powerful than Xi's original body organs made with agent technology. Hao Zhao roughly sensed it with the magnetic field, and found that it was pinched by the will of the old beast. The magnetic field carried by the creation undoubtedly exceeded Xi's original level.

"Don't look at it like that. I am definitely incomparable with the beast Sui. Although Nian and I are both fragments born from chaos after his death, we both planned to be human at that time and refused to return to the beast Sui who lost his will, but there is such a thing as power. It is the crystallization of divinity. Our control method may be okay against ordinary people, but we can't win against someone with more divinity."

Xi controlled her body and moved her limbs, trying to get used to the unfamiliar human body. However, it seemed that all the essential spirituality that resided in her own will was invested in the giant beast behind Hao Zhao. Every detail of his movements has a human-like but inhuman quality. If a normal person sees it, his heart will turn upside down, secretly thinking that some wild god has taken over the body of this little girl and comes out to deceive her.

——Only those demon gods in the legend of Yan Kingdom who are good at taking over other people's bodies and running out of hell to bring trouble to the world can control the bodies of ordinary people to put on such an incredible appearance:

After all, turning your head 360 degrees on the spot is an operation that can be called suicidal. Most people can't do it even if they want to.

"No, I can't sense the Sui Beast. He doesn't seem to regard my body as a temporary body at all." Xi turned left and right, tilted her head and tried for a long time before confirming the conclusion, and looked at Hao Zhao with an ugly expression. : "Sui doesn't intend to borrow my body. A body made for the fragments to come to the world is too small for Him and can't carry the spirit at all, so He doesn't want to wrong Him at all. If what I thought is right, now my The power has begun to draw out the spirit and paint a new body for Him.”

"But aren't you using it very well now? He even gave you a new hand."

Hao Zhao pointed at Xi's regrown left hand. Although this hand has changed greatly now, and the characteristics of the indigo arm of the past can no longer be seen, from a visual perspective, it is probably much better-looking than Xi's original arm. :

From the upper arm to the forearm, and then from the forearm to each slender and white knuckle, the magnificent light patterns gradually emerge from the connection position.

Now, the fantastic light interweaves beautiful lines. The brightness seems to be just fluorescence, but in Hao Zhao's perception, it seems to illuminate the entire cave.

Just looking at this hand, they knew that Sui had reached a point where he could compete with the taboo technique of transcendence mentioned in Xi's mouth in some aspect that they didn't understand.

"Huh? You mean this hand?"

Xi raised her left hand and looked at it. After studying the patterns on her left arm for a while, she couldn't see any shocking secrets, so she handed it to Hao Zhao out of boredom. Her tender fingertips flicked out in the orange cat's hand, and she pressed it gently. Rub his palms:

"These light patterns are not His things, they are the afterimages of some kind of 'unspeakable things' that He printed in ancient times. He himself cannot use them. At most, he can only use this breath of light to fight against transcendence. It’s just the stuff behind the technique.”

Xi sighed: "I would rather He ignored me, or gave me up and found another way to be reborn, but now He is actually willing to use the things he worked so hard to collect to restore my destroyed body - saying this I wouldn’t believe this giant beast that should be buried in the earth for the rest of its life unless it had such a big plan.”

"So...is there anything else in you that makes Sui unwilling to give up, so much so that he would rather spend his energy fighting against the art of transcendence than give up on you?"

Hao Zhao gently kneaded Xi's soft little hands. The white and crystal-clear knuckles were tender and tender. When held in his hands, they had a lovely translucent feeling like crispy lotus roots. The orange cat's large palms were sometimes held and sometimes spread out. Xi's white and raw little hands were Appearing in his hand like a hide-and-seek with brilliance.

"Probably," Xi said, staring seriously at Hao Zhao's hand that was being rubbed repeatedly like a toy: "Did you find anything? Do you recognize the words symbolized by these light patterns? Or is it the texture of my flesh and blood? No, what else was buried by the beast and got in behind?"

Although I don't care about anything when I'm sitting in the studio, but at a critical moment of life and death, my thinking is not bad!

As for why we didn't learn from those noisy guys to prepare before?

Isn't that howling in despair while hiding in the chaos across thousands of mountains and rivers?

Now that He is resurrected in the fragments, who is not afraid?

Despite the lightness of your words, when chatting with the eldest brother, she criticized the other children for not looking away. Would you like to let her experience the resuscitation of the beast in the body?

Xi just let the divinity of Sui wake up in the body for a moment, and they were so scared that they could not help themselves. It was just a metaphor, and they could not resist in any way - they used their power instinctively like breathing and heartbeat, thinking that they were being torn apart by Sui. The broken power was reborn in the chaos and was transformed by will. It was the power itself. However, after Sui Xiang's divinity recovered, Xi discovered that compared to Sui, they were more like impurities covering the surface of the power. They seemed to be able to use the power. The essence is just to revitalize Sui. When this divine will returns from death, they may not even be able to resist.

With such deep thoughts and precise judgments, Xi hid behind Hao Zhao, not daring to invest even a little bit of his essential spiritual energy into it, and could only use crude puppet manipulation methods to control him from a distance, even if it caused the regenerated body to be incomparable. It doesn't matter if it's awkward - really, Xibao found that he didn't even dare to struggle. The biggest feedback was just to take advantage of the other party's ignorance of what happened for thousands of years and do some small tricks to survive. If he had a lot of support this time The spiritual essence was trapped, and she was afraid that she would cry to death:

The feeling of being swallowed by divinity makes people feel deeply painful even for a moment. Divinity admits Xi's existence, understands Xi's humanity, and understands that as the incarnation of power, she is a completely different individual from herself - but God doesn't care, He only Xi thought that the personality data derived from power was just an insignificant part of a fantasy. When the recovery progress was updated, it would be possible to break her memories apart bit by bit with the attitude of reading interesting books and put them into categories.

From beginning to end, Sui never regarded the fragments as a difficulty, nor did he express any opinions on the true dragon's betrayal:

He just does what he should do most calmly and persistently. As for other garbage, He only deals with it one by one when he has time.

Chapter 268 Divinity

What is the opposite word to like?

What is the opposite word for disgust?

What is the opposite word for fear?

In fact, the word opposite to like is not hatred, and the word opposite to disgust is never love and pity. The opposite word to fear is naturally not bravery. These delicate emotions that often only belong to higher spiritual creatures are actually All have a unified antonym:

indifferent.

The divine Sui doesn't care about Xi's resistance, and her power doesn't matter about Xi's existence. She has always felt that she is an immortal, a fragmentary incarnation of Sui. She and her brothers and sisters are giant beasts living in the world - perhaps in terms of strength, they It's not as good as age, but in terms of senses and thinking, the fragments definitely don't know how many times better it is to throw away a guy who is hiding in the chaos and chewing shame!

However, the facts told her that Sui was always there.

He has never fallen into any humiliation and regret that even the brave, fearless, tough and mature individuals among humans would not fall into. He has never claimed to be diligent, but in fact he has been hiding in the chaos like a little deaf and blind person, motionless. The superficial and ugly thing will not be replaced by a lunatic who is so arrogant and ignorant that he thinks he can defeat the age of those who have gone through ancient times, endured countless hardships, and endured countless pains after being among humans for thousands of years.

He thinks that he has great abilities among human beings, such as dreaming, calligraphy and painting, martial arts, and chess skills.

Do you think you can dream for thousands of years, paint all the vast oceans, reach the pinnacle of martial arts, and have all the plans?

Stop talking.

The graceful civilization in the glory days of ancient times drank the flesh and blood of giant beasts. There were a lot of weird races with the same thinking level as the giant beasts and an unparalleled affinity for this earth. And the civilization they created... would be There are so many dazzling and lingering arts, do you still need to think about it?

Gaiana's mother-core strange circle spans [-] miles across the continent. Ouranos solidifies thunder and lightning at night, painting a lifelike overview of the continent in the sky. Eros only exists in dreams, reflecting the illusion of triple silhouettes of the entire world. Dreams...those magnificent miracles that are so fantastic and beautiful that Sui could not even dream of them were shining brightly in ancient times. Every time they were taken to the tribal capital and brutally slaughtered, Sui and his compatriots could see them. Unbelievably beautiful scenery.

Then there is a grand death, accompanied by countless cheers, earth-shattering applause, and a ceremony full of enthusiasm and surprise, with the truly strongest being in the clan as the priest, bestowing Sui or his compatriots. die.

The arms race has caused countless surges of magic to emerge in the era, but the tightened strings will eventually seek to relax. When they cannot win even with all their strength and are defeated and die, there will be some tribesmen who cannot accept it. Hiding in the chaos and mourning and weeping.

One person hiding in the chaos is going to jail, two people hiding in the chaos are supporting each other, but a group of people hiding in the chaos is a lively party - and only when they are reading in the chaos and waiting for rebirth, the giant beast They don't have to worry about the never-ending pursuit and exhaustion at the end of the road. They don't care about their identity in the darkness, and they exchange the scenery they saw in the ancient royal cities of various clans as if they want to dig out all the words in their hearts.

The royal city of Uranus, which is completely constructed of thunder and lightning and high-altitude gas, is glorious and magnificent. The bursting thunder is bound by the power brought by the bloodline into a towering high wall. There are beautiful aurora in the sky everywhere, and graceful high-altitude creatures wander in the royal city. It emits a high-frequency chirp that only Behemoth and Ouranos can hear.

The Sky Thrones are creatures that live in groups. When they reach adulthood, they will gain a domain of power in the sky. After transforming blood and flesh into the domain, they will become the "sky" that towers above the hundreds of Terran species. One Uranus controls the numbers. Ten people can cover nearly half of the continent of Terra in a million square kilometers of sky, and the sight of the Throne of Heaven also covers the entire land.

Only in the far east, there is another force not inferior to the Throne of Heaven to compete with Ouranos, preventing them from intruding into the territory of the other continent.

Gaia built a fantastic and beautiful royal city deep in the earth. It is a majestic throne shaped by countless luminous ores and colorful soil. Most of their clan is female, and they often call themselves Mother Earth, but the royal city they built is full of... There is a majestic sense of vastness, even though it is underground, the momentum is uniquely majestic.

The giant beasts who were escorted to Gaia's royal city could appreciate the ancient poems sung by the Gaians. The voices were soft and melodious, and every part of the words and sentences had been polished for a long time. Even the giant beasts who did not understand the culture of the Gaia family. Beasts can also feel the peace that goes deep into their souls from the unique rhythm.

The royal city of Eros is the hardest to find. Only giant beasts that are sleeping in extremely deep dreams and have minds that are completely different from other members of their race will be caught by them and taken to the vast and boundless dreamland.

There is a dreamland formed by the Eros who collected almost all intelligent creatures on the continent. It connects the high sky of the virtual world and reflects the shadow of all existence. It contains the fleeting dreams in many people's hearts. The Eros carefully selected it. He tells the most innocent and beautiful stories, carefully searches for the most magnificent and lovely spiritual traces, and brings them to the most graceful sea of ​​spiritual flowers in the dreamland, where he builds a fairy tale castle-like royal city little by little.

What a beautiful city it was, happy, joyful and carefree, with running children, snuggling young people, laughing middle-aged people and old people with straight backs. There was no hostility in the sea of ​​flowers, only sweetness as soft as marshmallows. Dreams have a wonderful taste that makes people cry.

There is also the underwater world forged by the Deep Sea Titan, the unique seven hells and seven heavens of Tartarus, and Tiamat's life cycle...

The ancient races developed countless civilizations, and their research on the world was full of vivid dreams and pursuits. When the giant beasts discussed it, they were like a group of bumpkins hiding in caves, envious of the brilliance they had created, and eager to share it. Their glory pervades the entire earth.

I don’t know where it started, and I don’t know who really made the decision. From a certain moment, the giant beasts began to share their thoughts in the chaos, secretly building the city they saw in the shared cognitive world. Inside, they secretly create their own races that are exactly the same as themselves, and imitate the ancient races to develop civilization.

At that time, they were slightly happy. From time to time, some people would visit other people's cities and roam around in cities that clearly imitated the execution sites of each of their giant beasts. They would share their experiences and be bored and happy. Even the most boring wait is filled with an interest that makes the beast unable to leave.

But when they parted in the end, as a giant beast gave up thinking in the chaos, and the power continued to breed the next thought, the city he built fell apart in an instant, and no trace of the original could be found anymore.

Perhaps many years later, His successors may rebuild another city in the same ruins.

Even though these cities only exist in the thoughts of each giant beast, over a long period of time, a weak civilization has gradually risen, and their

The city is so beautiful, their past is so beautiful, how could they lose to the Terrayans whose history is less than half of the ancient races?

The Boliang who betrayed all his kindred people can still remember the magnificent city at that time even in his dreams.

He will not succumb to the creations of the Terrayans. The giant beast has its own pride.

Chapter 269 Divinity

"?"

Hao Zhao made a deep nasal sound, interrupting Xi from her fear of Sui. The orange cat held the soft palm of the fragment with a look of embarrassment on his face:

"Sorry, it's mainly because my hands are too soft... Well, this light pattern is so beautiful, I couldn't help but look at it for a while."

He couldn't help but touch it again. Perhaps it was the temperament brought by years of painting. Xi's hands were a little cold, but also had some wonderful toughness. Holding them in his hands was like a smooth and soft jade. It was inevitable that the orange cat couldn't put it down:

"I don't know much about this pattern, but... I have seen something similar to it."

!

As if a certain keyword was triggered, Xi's face suddenly changed. She looked at Hao Zhao in astonishment, her eyes widened, and she spat out words incoherently, with a desire that spread to every detail in her body. :

"Similar? What similar? Have you seen it elsewhere in Dayan?"

?

There was a faint feeling of heat coming from behind, and Hao Zhao looked at Xi Xi with an anxious look for some reason: "It's in Gouwu? It's the most common place where people come and go."

"Just Gou Wu?!"

Xi's voice became louder unconsciously, with a sharp tone:

"Isn't it possible? I have been painting in Gouwu for hundreds of years. How come I didn't know about this kind of thing?"

"It's not impossible. It was left on the stone at Lian's Martial Arts School. But it only said some heartbreaking words that were plotted by someone. There are those patterns around the words."

Hao Zhao squeezed Xi's hand in surprise and asked:

"Is there any secret to these patterns? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"No, no, there's no secret... I just thought of some past events that I don't want to recall."

Xipi's voice lowered, and she showed a tired smile to comfort Hao Zhao a little. She let the orange cat squeeze her tender white palms, and even gently kneaded the man's thick palms. Her delicate fingers inadvertently Brushing over many sensitive sensory areas on her palms, Xi suddenly spoke to Hao Zhao:

"If we can leave here, how about we go to Gouwu? I also want to know what changes have occurred in Gouwu in the past few years. After staying in the studio for a long time, I always feel tired of painting the same thing. I just want to go and see Dayan. The current customs, the scenery of the world.”

There was a look of nostalgia on the girl's face when she mentioned these things, and her delicate red lips had soft water marks. She smiled softly, and there was no trace of charm on her face, but Hao Zhao was fascinated by this face with gleaming eyes. , Xi has never shown such a lonely and timid smile, but when she showed it, her light approach was full of bewildering beauty.

"Well...if there is a chance."

Hao Zhao said thoughtfully, and finally let go of Xi's small hand. The girl smiled softly at her, turned her head and pointed with her chin at the Yan Kingdom secret agent far away in the cave:

"So... what should we do with the little secret agent? Should we leave her here to see who is behind our end of this place, or should we make other plans? For example, take her here to do some heroic deeds in the fantasy world, and break the barriers in her heart for her?"

Perhaps it was the enlightenment after being threatened by the life and death of Sui Xiang, or perhaps it was the happiness brought by finally getting out of danger. When talking about the Waking of Insect in the evening, his face was no longer so fearful and unhappy, but calm and calm, like a grown man who had experienced many years in the floating world. She saw that her young and spirited child had suffered setbacks. Even if this boy had disrespected her because he had a family behind him, it didn't matter whether he could help her or not - it all depended on the wishes of Hao Zhao, who was close to her.

"She just can't think about it. I'll take her through a few levels. After passing it, she will have some experience and won't be hit by this setback."

Hao Zhao stretched out his arms and twisted, and every muscle in his body made an eager twisting sound. After listening to it for a long time, he even had an endless feeling of imitating the wave. Xi listened to the regular and pleasant sound in his body and hummed slightly. A minor tune with a sea rhyme.

The tune is simple and clear, with some leisurely melody that cannot be heard in current Yanguo music. When listening to it, even Hao Zhao, who is not interested in the music at all, feels relaxed.

"What tune is this?"

The orange cat put on the broken clothes in time, looked at the pants stained with sweat and dust, frowned and glanced at Xi again, the invisible magnetic field quickly swept away the clothes, binding all the moisture and salt out of the cotton material, he Stamping his feet again, he finally felt that walking barefoot was inconsistent with the fantasy world - mainly because even in the fantasy world, there were too many mire mixed with excrement or other dirt. The orange cat still contacted Lei Sang and asked him to cancel his request for the future thing. Continuous delivery takes out a pair of boots that will always be in the future.

He deliberately reached behind his back and took out the backpack for changing clothes, so in Xi's eyes, only the orange cat took out the fresh clothes needed for survival in the wilderness like making a wish from a treasure bag, and hummed the tune on his lips. stopped.

"In ancient times, fishing villages on the coast of Yanguo held celebrations every time they returned to the ship. At that time, the village would sing such a tune to pray for a safe return and a good harvest. I heard it when I passed by, I thought it was interesting, so I memorized it, and now that I heard your breath flowing through my body and your voice like ocean waves, I sang it out."

The girl gently clapped her palms, and the ink-colored water flowed away.

It wrapped her slightly messy body, but when it dispersed, a brand-new Qingdai uniform covered her exquisite figure. The plain clothes reflected Xi's figure extremely well, and her delicate figure curved out in front of Hao Zhao's eyes. The pleasing curvature, coupled with her elegant and smart smile, made her look like the person in the painting.