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Chapter 1155 1153. Death from the Millennium Sand Sea The God of the End and the Cold Moon! Hades, the Hades Worm, joins!

The accident came unexpectedly!

Murphy originally thought that Hades would need to show his face to bind the Godhead. After all, the Frontier Contract was only signed by the Sentinel Corps hundreds of years ago, and the fact that there was no attempt afterwards proved that the Sentinel Corps had given up the plan.

After Murphy accidentally obtained the No. 7 artificial Godhead, he and Cui Si decided that the premise for using this Godhead was that Murphy went to the Sentinel Corps to show his presence.

Mosna, who joined the group later, also proved this statement.

According to the amnesiac Sentinel's guess, even if Chief Murphy went to show his face, Ms. Flinders, the great think tank of the Sentinel Corps, might not give face.

After all, your administrator and the Sentinel Corps are two different systems. Before Murphy's administrator authority is upgraded to "Creator", in theory, he has no mandatory constraints on the Sentinel Corps, and the Sentinel Corps does not have to give him any face.

It is precisely because of these conclusions that Murphy confirmed that he must come forward, but the facts seem to prove that this is just Murphy's wishful thinking.

The big think tank is very easy to talk to!

As soon as Hades submitted the application, Ms. Flinders immediately approved it.

The speed of this "God's Job Approval" is enough to make the people's livelihood departments in the real world feel ashamed.

In short, in front of Murphy and Hades who were caught off guard, the artificial godhead No. 7 bloomed with indescribable brilliance. When the light came on, waves of illusions appeared in front of Murphy.

In that illusion, he saw the Creator in the aperture holding a forging hammer and hammering some strange things, and then he saw the Creator in a bachelor's robe patiently adjusting the ratio of alchemical compounds, and finally he saw the Creator in a mechanic's uniform kissing a coquettish female robot.

What?

Murphy blinked.

He thought he must have seen it wrong. After all, in that illusion, he couldn't see the face of the Creator at all. Maybe it was another guy. What the hell!

It's obviously him!

In addition to formalism and bureaucracy, this guy actually has such an outrageous XP?

No, buddy, you really look hungry.

Of course, the illusion that shocked Murphy for ten thousand years was also fleeting. Soon, other images of the Creator appeared in turn, but the careers they were engaged in were basically related to the maintenance of the planet, that is, the planet where Murphy was.

It can be seen that the Creator is really responsible.

He almost did many things without sleep, as if there were more than a dozen of Him working together.

Such a dedicated spirit made Murphy respect him. It seemed that he had wronged him before.

You see, the Creator did not forget to do some kind of statistical work while holding two babies and feeding them, so it can be seen that this guy is pretty good except that he is a little bad.

As he thought so, the light of the artificial godhead No. 7 gradually spread and merged into Hades' body like a colorful gilded armor. Hades really began to change and grow in appearance when the light merged into him, just like "super evolution".

It was not until this time that Murphy discovered that everyone present except him seemed to have entered "time stop", and the time flow of the entire Hades stopped at this moment.

This made Murphy blink his eyes in surprise, and then he opened the character column and glanced at it, and found that he had an effect of "super-dimensional time flow" on him, which should be caused by the changes in the world law level brought about by the binding of the artificial godhead.

It seems that he, the administrator, is indeed privileged.

So Murphy moved his shoulders leisurely, and then cast a detection spell on Hades. Then, the rapidly changing entries flashed in front of his eyes:

Name: [The glutton of the underworld] Hades → [The Hades] Hades

Race: Scarab → God · Superposition

Subordinate relationship: Subordinate to the will of Hades (Hades)

Clerical field: Death/Toxin/Aging/Power → Divinity · Superposition · Death/Upper · End/Lower · Cold Moon

Status applied: Chaos immunity · Primary, Causality · Defense, Frontier Contract · Protocol No. 7

God's Kingdom mode: Underworld Death Nest

God's Kingdom expansion location: Undetermined

Family designation:

Beast faction - Scarab

Creator faction - Songhai people, Transians, foreigners · Players, gnolls · Creation Guards.

Symbolic designation:

Sand sea, pyramid, moonlight, dead moon emblem, scarab · Death psychic bias

Reminder!

The binding of Godhead No. 7 has been completed!

The god will leave the real plane in thirty seconds and enter the subspace battlefield! During the duration of the frontier contract, the god cannot leave the subspace battlefield for any reason or in any way. The contract effect can only be lifted if the death or chaos pollution exceeds the limit.

"Shua"

As Murphy saw the prompt, Hades, who was surrounded by light in front of him, also "broke out of the shell" at this moment.

The change of this guy made Murphy feel stunned, because it directly changed from a scarab to a "half-insect man"!

The body is still the original cool body, but the shell is more majestic and heavy, with hideous bone spurs and a divine dead moon luster, but the position of the head has directly become the upper body of the Songhai people, but with a bug head.

It looks like a half-insect king wearing a full-cover triangular thorn crown helmet.

This guy holds a giant black sickle made of his own insect limbs in his left hand, symbolizing his identity as the god of death in the sand sea. In his right hand, he holds a heavy shield of insect shells. His upper body is wearing very simple armor, which looks weird but majestic.

The six eyes hidden in the helmet like the head of the insect are full of gratitude when they look at Murphy. It is not that He leans down to Murphy with the dignity of a god, and under the trampling of four thick insect limbs, He loudly says to Murphy:

"Thank you for your gift, Lord Pluto, I will follow you to death! When you need my support, please call my name. Now, please excuse me! I am going to my battlefield to fight the hateful chaos."

"There is still some time, Hades!"

Murphy looked at the countdown of fifteen seconds, and reminded the Hades worm:

"You are the god of death in the sand sea. Maybe before going to the warp battlefield, you should It's time for your people to know you, see you and follow you! The sand sea is not calm, but your presence can help it get back on track faster.

You are the god of death of the Songhai people, you should show your majesty. Although faith is not necessary for you, since other new gods manipulate faith to a certain extent, you should also use this enhanced power reasonably, but you must not indulge in it.

Finally, don't forget to give Her Majesty Fulier enough legitimacy and confirm your choice of god in the world, so as to consolidate the inheritance of the Church of the Dead Moon. "

"Well, thank you for your reminder."

The impassioned Hades almost forgot about it.

After Murphy's reminder, the new god immediately took a step and jumped directly from the underworld into the material world.

And when his majestic figure stood above the sand sea, the sky of the entire material world cheered and danced at this moment, just like the performance when the god of wealth Dutna was born, that time the cheers were for gold coins and wealth.

And this time, the cheers were for everything related to death.

All the undead creatures in the material world, no matter where they were, knelt down in the direction of Hades at this moment. The little mummies who were still sleeping all jumped up screaming and fell to the ground in a standard kneeling.

She was completely unaware of what had just happened.

But when she came to her senses, a majestic gaze fell on her, causing Nefertari's spirit to tremble.

"Nefertari of the Bom family, I declare that you are my eternal chosen one!"

Hades whispered.

Nefertari looked at her spirit body in a daze as it filled up at an unimaginable speed, until a moment later it turned into a spiritual entity and easily broke through the power level of the golden-level mummy priest.

And the Death God of the Sea of ​​Sand raised the death sickle in his hand high in the carnival of the death spirit energy of the whole world, and finally fell.

The divine force passed through the raging wind of the sand sea, letting the sharp sickle blade tear through the sandstorm, gathering the brightest moonlight and covering Queen Fulier, who was also confused and kneeling to the god of death.

It was as if the desert had become a stage at this moment, and Fulier in the light had become the most dazzling star.

"I make you king! Fulier Ptolemy III!"

He said:

"In the watch of death, lead the living to rule, advance, and prosper!"

In the bright moonlight, Hades' insect limbs were shaped into a cold moon ritual sword by the dead moon, and one of his fallen insect eyes turned into a dead moon crown and fell on Fulier.

After doing all this, Hades, the half-insect man, stepped into the sand sea and stepped into the sky. Like a general going to war, he swung his sickle to tear open the cracks in the plane and rushed into the never-ending warp battlefield.

The complex past and the invisible future were split into two at this moment. Hades said goodbye to the past without hesitation and threw himself into the transformation with a positive attitude.

He knew that he had to go further.

Not only for his own tribute and following of that adult, but also because he was shouldering more than just an expectation and desire for the future.

The path he was on also had Palom's share.

His poor brother who had taken the wrong path should have enjoyed all this, but it was left in the past, so he should bear the share that belonged to it!

The future has arrived!

At the same time, in the main control room of the Creation Engine in the Holy City of Origin, Murphy also woke up from sleep.

He touched the hazy invisible thing on his body, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that the Soul-stealing Edge was still there. Then he flipped his fingers and inserted the second reward left to him by the Creator, the silver-gray data storage device, into the main control console of the Creation Engine in front of him.

While the latter was decoding the information, Murphy looked up at the direction of Hades going to the subspace, and then looked at the brand new [God's Descent·Hades Incarnation] on his character interface and smiled.

Ha, now he finally has a big move that can really turn the tide of the battle.

"Well, next I should go to the Kingdom of Castia for a tour. I hope the Elf King will be polite to me."

Murphy snorted and knocked on the table and said:

"Otherwise, this Lord Huangquan will be unhappy."

While he hummed and sang a few lines of opera, the decoding in front of him was successfully completed. As the information in the data storage unfolded, Murphy's eyes suddenly widened.

The first drawing decoded on the optical projection in front of you is the manufacturing process of a standard energy battery, while the second drawing is the manufacturing process of each module of the solar ship, and the third drawing is the solar engine!

The scientific name given by the Creator is the standard manufacturing process for the next-generation "black hole" type cold fusion reactor.

There were a total of twenty-three similar drawings, all of which were all-inclusive but had only one characteristic, which was that Murphy couldn't understand it at all. He turned directly to the last page, which read "Causal Law Weapon and Defense Module Manufacturing Process."

Hmm, I can’t understand.

Murphy scratched his head, turned the page forward, and carefully read the awkward title "Introduction Manual for Digital Rate Weapon Module and Mathematical Rate Engine Production".

I still can’t understand it, I can’t understand it at all, boss!

Turn another page forward.

Hmm, I can understand this!

Thirty-seven methods of making elixir and their advantages and disadvantages compared?

What's all this?

The vampire scratched his head again, then copied the first three production drawings with the awe of a scumbag, then honestly stored the rest in a silver-gray memory and put it close to his body.

Although he didn't know how valuable these things were, Murphy guessed that he would have to take these things as gifts when he went to the Sentinel Corps to pay homage to the dock in the future.

He still remembered Mosna saying that the Sentinel Corps was trapped in the difficulty of mass production of digital weapons.

"Rose! Stop watching bad dramas on otherworldly websites. It's better for your brain. Come on, come on. Here are three treasures for you. Remember to lock them in the deepest part of your 'Rose Cloud' platform. Wait. When you have the chosen one, share it with others.”

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"What was the identification code that was sent just now?"

In the cabin of an armed cargo ship passing through the northern polar region of the Sea of ​​Storms, in a super-giant mechanical laboratory that has been expanded through space, scholars are suspiciously checking the identification code information that just flashed away through the recovery program.

On the test bed behind him, there lay a Sentinel body that had been disassembled by one-third.

Its various core modules have been extracted and placed in the storage cabin with a very precise process. In a small bottle, there is a golden ultra-advanced photon information processor, and the corners of it mark the disassembled device with crazy techniques. The identity of the sentinel:

"Ms. Flinders, the first great thinker of the Sentinel Corps."

The scholar didn't care about the abnormal noises made by the modules on the mechanical platform behind him.

He knew that the unfortunate captured Sentinel lady was resisting, but the erosion of the Chaos Meme made the latter very weak and unable to resist the continued dismantling of the resuscitation program.

Originally, this work was going very smoothly, and the scholar was about to complete the chief monk's instructions to obtain some information about the weaknesses of the Sentinel Legion from this member of the Sentinel Legion, as well as the coordinates of some special items related to them stored in the material world. .

But just now, just a few minutes before the majestic Songhai Death God was born, scholars captured a strange code sent from this sentinel machine.

Although he doesn't know what it is, the mechanic's instinct tells the scholar that he must find that thing and analyze its logic. This thing will have a very, very important impact on their career.

At the same moment, on an uninhabited snowfield in the Ice Bay hundreds of kilometers away from the ship.

Beside a large bonfire, a cloaked barbarian stood next to the broken ice with his arms folded. He was carrying a huge barbarian double-edged battle ax, and hung a gnoll war flail and a wolf around his waist. Bring hunting bone bow.

Under this guy's hood is a resolute and rugged face.

He looked like an ordinary barbarian, but his eyes were blood red, like blood jade.

Lying at his feet was an extremely strong ice hound, which was dozing and waiting for its master's hunting battle tomorrow.

"Hey, tell me, what was I pretending to do back then?"

This guy looked at the direction where Hades entered the subspace and cursed:

"I bowed my head to that little brother at that time, isn't it me who is showing off his authority now? Damn it! Could it be that I was really stimulated by the stupid giant shark's words, 'My fate is up to me'?

Blanch!

I shouldn't have paid attention to that idiot at that time, he led me astray.

Hello!

Hayes, didn’t you follow Mannis to eat and drink?

Didn't you get some good stuff in the star realm?

You see, I am extremely weak now and need to replenish my body urgently. "

These words made the Snowfield Mastiff lying next to him roll his eyes, and he helplessly took out a bone from the animal skin bag tied to his body and threw it to his embarrassing owner.

The barbarian didn't mind it either. He picked it up and smelled it, and he was immediately happy.

He returned to the campfire, slapped his thighs and shouted:

"The meat of the sun beetle Parom is a great tonic. Forget it. I don't want to think about it anymore. Let's drink soup. Let's talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow. I'll leave it for today."