The Record of Unusual Creatures

“Where are the saints?” The white fire looked around and looked for the eleven saints, or widows, who were supposed to be here.

There are thirteen hunters in the demon hunter. Bedolis has been confirmed to have died in the banquet hall, and the first saint has never left his retreat. According to the information provided by Claude, this ritual hall should be There are also eleven wise men.

However, there is not even a body here.

Lily immediately searched her eyes with her big eyes and quickly found out: "Is this what they left behind?"

She has a very faint gray-white mark on the edge of the rune in the corner of the hall, and a few black pieces can be seen next to the trace.

"It's ashes," Hao Ren came to the gray-white mark and stretched his hand. The fingertips were stained with some fine powder, and between the black pieces he had some hard particles. "And their Clothes and mask fragments."

The white fire judged the position of the traces in the room and immediately ran to the other corners of the Hall of Ceremony: "There are also here! There is also this side"

Soon she found all the traces: there were eleven ash remaining on the floor of the ceremonial hall. Most of these ashes were already scattered with the wind and swallowed by the energy vortex in the hall, leaving only a grayish white spot. Shallow print marks. These traces are symmetrically distributed as if they were numbers on the clock face of the dial. There is only one vacancy that should be the position of the saint Bedorius at the ceremony.

"Sure enough, all died," Hao Ren remembered the traces left after the death of the saint Badolices. "The death is the same, it turns into ashes and smoke, and the people who remain in the hall of the ceremonies are obviously worse."

"When did they die?" Lily's brain suddenly made a good start. "The ceremony died at the beginning, or did it just die?"

The data terminal detects the residual information of the ash: "The passage of time here does not follow common sense, so there is no way to determine their death time, but it is certain that it will be smouldering at the beginning of the ceremony. The residual energy in the ash can prove this point.

Hao Ren immediately noticed the doubt: "They just died at the beginning of the ceremony?! After that, who is the commander of the entire demon war?"

Everyone’s sight fell on Crowder. The young attendant was also amazed, but he seemed to have some ideas: "The instructions of the saints have been passed from the hall and passed through the secret technique. We didn't feel anything strange at the time. But indeed, the whole process They didn't show up. So no one can be sure if the saints are still alive."

A kind of chill gradually spread in the heart of the white fire and Tutan, and they realized with horror that one thing: in addition to Bedolius, eleven of the twelve saints of the principal were early in the same race. I was killed before, then who is commanding this war after the life of Colperth? !

This sword? Or the "monster" attached to this sword?

"Terminal. Check again, there is no smart activity here!" Hao Ren said loudly, while quickly taking out a variety of things from the portable space set around the black sword from various explosives to the pan Useful energy suppressors are available. In fact, he didn't know how to stop the magic charging process in the hall. Even the data terminal didn't know it, but he thought that if he would really get out of control, the tower would be blown up in advance, perhaps at least avoiding Colperth. A chain reaction of other energy nodes.

Izax has begun to print the demon rune in the original rune array of the ceremonial hall. This is a very risky operation, just like reaching out a nail in two high-rotating knives, a little careless. This will lead to the collapse of the entire composite reaction. The detonated mysterious energy of the group was detonated in advance, but the old devil operated with his powerful power and rich experience, and tried his best to reduce the efficiency of these runes.

Although the magical reaction in the ceremonial hall has reached this stage, the influence of the Rune Array on it has become less important.

The data terminal opens all of its sensors and searches for information about all suspected smart activities nearby. If you really have a wise "monster" and manipulate it all, then it is only possible to solve the problem by holding on to the monster's body.

However, after a search, the data terminal gave a disappointing answer: "No, all the smart activities here are from a few of you."

"How come" White Fire completely can't understand, "In the past two months, there was something in this hall that made hundreds of orders to the Presbyterian Church in the name of the saints!"

"But ‘it’ really doesn’t exist unless ‘it’ has already ran,” the data terminal screamed to interrupt the white fire. "There are only one weapon left here, and the energy that is about to get out of control. We have to look at the crisis ahead."

Just in the moment when the voice of the data terminal just fell, a dark light suddenly appeared in the dark space outside the Lingzhong Clock Tower. The light expanded into a portal, and a silver-white battleship slowly poked its head out of the portal. Hao Ren’s mind received a communication from Nolan: “The giant turtle Yantai entered the battlefield and waited for the next step.”

Nolan entered the "battlefield" in the previous battle, because all the weapons of this ship were too powerful, in order to prevent the secluded artillery from destroying everything indiscriminately (and the powerful radiation generated by the ship when it was fired will also be against the battlefield). The friendly forces on the front caused terrible damage. Hao Ren always let Nolan stand by at the rear. But now that she has to appear, what can this ship do?

Hao Ren’s simplest and rude idea is to let the giant tortoise’s sub-cannon fire on the spiritual clock tower. The solitude will completely destroy everything in the range, including matter and energy, including time and space, and out of control energy. The group may be erased before the explosion.

But the sword of the gods and the half of the spiritual clock tower will also be annihilated.

Hao Renxun ruled out the idea of ​​bombing b in his mind, and at the same time, the energy group above the sword of the **** of God is expanding further. It is like a dark vortex that swallows everything, over the hall of the ceremonial hall, and through the temples. The connection between this thing is also rapidly polluting all the energy nodes in the territory of Colpers.

At this time, the data terminal suddenly called: "Partner, the machine is something!"

Hao Ren and Izaks said in unison: "What?"

"The key to the magic structure in the hall is not the sword, but the energy vortex above the sword," the data terminal said quickly. The holographic projection shows the connection between the sword of the **** and the magic in the surrounding environment. "The sword is just a starting point." 'But the key to maintaining the entire reaction process is the energy of the group. It has grown so strong that even if it loses the supply of the spiritual clock tower, it can maintain this reaction process sustainably. If you can Energy vortex cuts off and everything can stop."

“Turn it off?” Hao Ren looked up at the black mass above the hall, and now the unnamed thing has spread to the entire dome, as if the dark mercury is surging, and the bright blue electric awn is cracking from the mass. Out, constantly crushing the surrounding building structure and the metal objects that floated on it, and in the center of the mass, some tiny spots of light are swaying, as if opening a crack leading to the cosmic sky.

But Hao Ren knows that it is not a space crack, but the same optical phenomenon as the surface of the sword of the gods, or that the sword of the gods is assimilated this energy into something like himself!

A bold idea suddenly popped up.

He hurriedly asked the data terminal: "Can you carry this energy with it?"

"The transmission system of this machine is for small-scale personnel, and the power of the personal data terminal cannot cope with this high-density energy group."

"So can my carry-on space withstand this?"

The data terminal guessed Hao Ren’s thoughts for a moment, but it did a due diligence analysis: “Theoretically, but dangerous, if it blasts in your portable space, the security agreement will immediately cut off between you and the portable space. The mental connection, your brain will be severely damaged by this hard cut. The machine estimates that it will explode after at most 20 seconds after leaving the hall."

"I will throw it out before then," Hao Ren said quickly, then contacted Nolan. "How long does it take you to get from Coopers into the deep space of the world?" The farther away from the inhabited galaxies The better."

"The fastest?" Nolan also understood Hao Ren's thoughts. "The space channel when I came in was still open, but the space channel was opposite to Ke Yibo. I set up a gravitational anchor near a star. Point, you can jump from the Keibo station to the anchor point in a few seconds."

"Is there someone around that star?"

"No, it is an inanimate area."

"Okay," Hao Ren nodded hard, staring at the dark energy above the hall. "When I order, I will take this thing into the portable space, and then you will take me out of the earth immediately. The farther we are, the better we will do this." Throw it into the universe." (To be continued.)

Let’s get the view.