The Record of Unusual Creatures

The more I constantly look for a new truth, the more I think that the sacred event of 10,000 years ago is not simple, especially after learning about some of the things about the true God, he even thinks that the dream face is the goddess of creation. The process of degeneration is full of doubts.

Even if the actor gets a weapon that kills the gods, they are not gods themselves.

The sword of the gods needs someone to use it to make a difference.

The power of this sword is stronger. If its users can't walk around the goddess of creation, it will be meaningless, and Hao Ren clearly sees the scene in the illusion brought by the golden disc. : The goddess of creation is actually not resistant at all. She is letting the assassin pierce the sword into her body.

"I am afraid that we can't understand these things," Hao Ren said with a smile in his head. "I even think that the goddess of creation is asking for death. The expression on her face is calm before she falls, just like she has long since I know that this will happen, even knowing the historical direction after this happens. She also told me a few inexplicable words, I can understand a 'forgiveness', hey, this explains..."

"It all shows that she has arranged," Raven 145 took the message. "Although she is not a qualified **** in strength, she should at least have some wisdom, but we have too little information at hand, and we can’t guess at that time. What is the reason for the initiative to die? The biggest clue is the sword."

Hao Ren’s attention returned to the sword of the gods. After knowing the nature of this thing, he looked at the sword’s eyes more cautiously. This is part of the dream plane! This is a weapon made by tearing off a piece of debris from the world! And more importantly, it comes from the dream plane that was 50 million years ago before the collision with the watch world. This is a piece of the native world. Hao Ren instinctively feels that this "material problem" is crucial.

Of course, he cares more about one thing than the question that he never looked at. Who built this sword?

"It is certainly not created by the sacred gods," Hao Ren touched his chin. "They didn't have this skill, and the material of this sword came from before the big collision 50 million years ago. At that time, the gods still even No liquid is it."

Raven 145 sneered: "They certainly don't have the ability to tear the world apart and compress it into weapons. This involves complex information conversion. This is the realm of God. If those rebels can do this, they will simply There is no need to go to God to seek God. This thing is most likely created by a similar existence to the goddess of creation, but this existence is not God, because there is no divinity on this sword."

"The whispering voice in the mind of the gods?" Hao Ren reacted at once, and also remembered the culprit in which the demon hunter was in a frenzied state. "When the demon hunter was influenced by this sword, he also heard something like ‘whispering’. It should be the same kind of force. This sword originally controlled the scorpio and now affects the hunter.”

Raven 145 gently nodded: "The possibility is extremely high, this 'whispering voice' is probably the form of power behind the black hand... at least one of the forms of strength. But one thing is very unpleasant, the negative on the sword The power seems to have completely dissipated, otherwise I can 'tick' out a lot."

As the goddess sister said, she casually waved the black sword and cut the surrounding space into a horrible crack, but it was obvious. This dangerous weapon that can cause frenzied disasters is just a common weapon with strong lethality in her hands.

“The negative power has dissipated?” Hao Ren squinted. “There is no whisper?”

"It has already assassinated a true god, and then suffered an explosion of the gods. Through the wall of reality, it was sealed twice in the frenzied disaster. The second seal was still bound by the solace, after so much loss, this sword I was amazed at the fact that I could still leave a little murderous," Raven 145 said, and suddenly handed the sword to Hao Ren. "Of course, not everything has dissipated, if you say 'whispering' It’s really some words of dreams, and that’s true. You can appreciate it.”

Hao Renyi saw that the other party had handed over this dangerous thing, and suddenly he took a white sweat. I went out for more than a meter on the spot: "Hey, wait! Take this gadget far away! I am not you!"

"Hey, you are cautious, the old lady is thoughtful," Raven 145 eyes stunned. "Let you hold it with you, less nonsense!"

Hao Ren looked at the other side's face in the chest, and then bravely stepped forward and carefully grasped the sword of the Dark Sword.

Then he found out that nothing happened after the earthquake.

"Hey? Nothing?" Hao Ren looked at him with amazement as he grasped the handle of the hilt. He had just prepared for the broken wrist of the strong man. As a result, he discovered that this thing was relatively cold and was in his hand. It feels like holding an ice cube, but it has no weight at all. If it is not a real sense of contact, he can hardly believe that he is holding something.

Not to mention that this is still a piece of world debris, world debris! How can it have no weight?

"Because the world itself has no weight, the concept of 'weight', or 'quality', is only valid worldwide. When you hold this sword, you are equivalent to standing outside the world, and the world view is not Where is the weight coming from?” Raven 145 rolled his eyes and unrelentingly revealed Hao Ren’s ignorance. “And don’t just study the stuff, how do you feel that you have something in your head? ”

Hao Ren immediately gathered his spirit, and then suddenly a cold sweat appeared, and the sword almost came out.

A voice, or an idea, is echoing in his mind!

This is a "whispered voice". It is weakly barely noticeable. If you listen carefully, you will find that it is not a sound at all. It is a force similar to thinking. It flows directly in the depths of your mind, as if it were printed directly. Information about the spiritual world. Hao Ren was shocked by the sudden appearance of something in his mind, but soon he calmed down: because he found that his thoughts were not affected.

The "whispered voice" only constantly conveyed a pile of thoughts in his mind. If you carefully distinguish it, you can "listen" to all kinds of negative, hateful, and sedative voices. These "whispers" did not really affect his thinking.

And if under normal circumstances, these thoughts should not be as simple as it is in the brain, it should be directly implanted in the victim's mind and become part of the victim's thinking.

“Is this a whisper?” Hao Ren’s mouth trembled. “There is a lot of light that can control people’s hearts? It’s too weak...”

Although a thought that is directly in the mind is very goose bumps, but it is not enough to distort the mind of the human being, at least not to deal with Hao Ren’s semi-god mentality. Its only lethality is more annoying...

"I said, its negative power has dissipated, and now the rest is this idea," Raven 145 holding his arms. "It certainly can't affect you, because its energy is completely exhausted. But for ordinary people. This thing is still a little harmful: after all, this voice is awkward."

After she finished the sentence, her eyebrows rose slightly: "Do you know what it means?"

Hao Ren is still trying to tell the story of his mind. He is talking about it, and he has subconsciously returned: "Is it mean?"

“It means that the sword itself has no evil attributes, meaning that its killing tendency and its erosive power to the mortal are the result of late perfusion,” Raven 145 said briskly. “Like the electricity in the battery. Now, these things are exhausted, so no one can worry about being confused by the spirit when they take this thing. The guy who built the weapon didn’t take those blasphemy seriously, 'He didn’t even expect those The sorcerer can survive, so 'He' has created such a one-time 'charge' weapon for those guys, oh, I am afraid that the rebels have always regarded this as a treasure of the town."

Hao Ren suddenly became stunned, then smiled bitterly: "But those unlucky hunters have been almost tossed by the last remaining energy in this sword."

"This is the realm of God. A little accident and mistake will almost destroy a race. Sometimes it will destroy a world..." Raven 145 said hard to say seriously, suddenly turned around and looked at Hao Ren. "Also about this sword, even if it has only one empty shell left, it is still a good thing, at least as a weapon, it is invincible, so you can leave it."

Hao Renyi stayed: "Ah?"

Raven 145 continued to smile: "Now this is your sabre, what do you feel like pulling the wind?" (To be continued.)