As the floating city of Plantia officially carried out its first cross-space transmission and began to recklessly launch and test various weapons with terrifying destructive power above the Great Tomb of Nazarick, it brought unprecedented shock to this world where magic and technology were not very developed.
Whether it is the giant dragon army flying in the sky in groups; or those unnamed aircraft that can carry out large-scale carpet bombing on the ground from high altitude;
Or they could easily fire electromagnetic cannons dozens or even hundreds of kilometers away; all of which were far beyond the limits of what they could imagine, and were simply as invincible as demons.
The most important thing is that the huge floating city stands above the forest that has been burned into a charred black. Anyone who is not blind can see it from a long distance. Its presence and deterrence are overwhelming.
What's more, these local natives can't even withstand the cheap undead cannon fodder created by Old Bones, so how can they not feel awe and fear for this mysterious force that has demonstrated unparalleled power.
The only thing that made the surrounding human countries feel relieved was that these people rescued the remaining soldiers and troops of their own country when they were almost wiped out that night. This was obviously a friendly signal.
Moreover, the largest race among players is still humans and mixed-race humans, which can barely be considered a regime with humans as the main body.
This also means that the theocracy, which upholds such ideas and policies as "human supremacy" and "using the sword to fight for the land under the sun for the entire ethnic group", will not be hostile to it.
Just the opposite!
They even felt that this was an opportunity that fell from the sky, and they could cooperate with them to wipe out all those damn non-human intelligent creatures, and it would be best if they could expand the living space of the human race tenfold.
As for who owns these lands obtained through war, conquest, plunder and killing, and what kind of country they will form, the priests don't really care at all, as long as they belong to the human race.
To some extent, the Theocracy is a pure and selfless country, and everything it does is to protect the continuation and development of the entire human race.
After all, the country's books clearly record the humiliating history of this world's humans being wantonly slaughtered, enslaved, and used as food and livestock by other powerful races before the arrival of the first group of players, the "Six Gods".
It is precisely because of this that the Theocracy hates non-human races far more than any other human nation, and even carries out ruthless massacres against them with a strong tendency of revenge.
In contrast, the young and wise Blood Emperor of the Bahas Empire, after listening to the reports of his knights, was extremely frightened by this sudden emergence of an overwhelming destructive force. He woke up from nightmares for several nights in a row. Finally, after much deliberation, he decided to send an envoy to issue a diplomatic note, intending to go to the floating city in person to conduct contact and negotiations.
If the other party shows the slightest intention to annex and occupy his country, this wise ruler will choose to surrender without hesitation in exchange for his own life and the continuation of his family.
After all, the huge deep pit that was blown out at the entrance of the Great Tomb of Nazarick reminds everyone who sees it of the power that the floating city of Plantia holds.
Weapons of this power cannot be compensated by quantity.
The Blood Emperor had no doubt that even if he mobilized the entire country and called in all of his most elite legions, the enemy would be able to tear him apart and destroy him within a few minutes.
In the face of absolute power, the best way to deal with it is to act in the most humble and submissive manner, so that the strong will feel embarrassed to be cruel to you.
Moreover, putting himself in his shoes, he felt that since the owner of the floating city possessed such powerful military force, he naturally could not be a good man.
Therefore, before setting off, a series of terms were signed, including ceding land, paying tribute, and becoming a vassal.
Gilkenifer is a typical cold and rational ruler who doesn't care about face, dignity, reputation and the like, and only cares about practical interests.
Therefore, right after he came to power, he could raise the knife against his brothers and sisters and even his mother without hesitation, and decisively suppress the nobles, concentrating all power to implement reforms.
Sitting in the luxurious royal carriage, this young man who was just in his early twenties was sitting on the chair with a gloomy face, looking outside through the window.
He could clearly see that after entering the forest, something would fly across the sky from time to time, sometimes it was a roaring dragon, sometimes it was an airship or an airplane.
The feeling of having your life in the hands of others is not a good experience for an emperor.
Especially the circular rotating turrets under the planes and airships, every turn would make the Blood Emperor and the imperial entourage feel terrified.
After all, many of the accompanying personnel had experienced the battle that night and understood how lethal the objects could be fired from these black metal cans.
Those enemies that made the Four Knights of the Empire feel despair would often be torn to pieces alive after just a few hits, turning into flying meat paste.
No one would think that the ridiculous protective magic cast on the royal carriage could withstand the penetrating power of this thing.
After a long silence, the Blood Emperor finally couldn't help but ask, "Bajord Pershumer, are these strange devices flying in the sky the weapons of war you mentioned in your report?"
“Yes, your majesty.
It was these terrible weapons that easily annihilated thousands of undead armies.
He even defeated two entire teams of Death Knights right in front of me.
I will never forget the hellish scene at that time."
Bajord Peshumer, who looked very tall and strong, quickly gave an affirmative answer.
It was not difficult to tell from the deep fear in his eyes that he had been completely frightened by the thermal weapons that combined magic and technology, and even left with a very serious psychological trauma.
But it's no wonder.
After all, if ancient people on Earth suddenly saw modern guns, planes, tanks, and cannons appear in front of them, they would probably be scared silly in an instant.
The Blood Emperor nodded thoughtfully, then turned his gaze to the "strongest wizard of mankind" and the empire's strongest guardian, Fluder Paradine, and asked in an uncertain tone: "Teacher, can you see the principles of these incredible war weapons? Are they made through some powerful magic?"
"I'm sorry, these flying devices are too complicated to be distinguished just from the surface.
But what is certain is that the owner of the floating city must be a powerful magic user.
Among the patrol teams riding dragons I saw along the way, many were strong enough to use tenth-tier magic.
So give up unnecessary fantasies and face reality.
You are about to face a force that can easily conquer and destroy any country in the world;
A terrifyingly powerful magical kingdom with hundreds of people who can cast tenth-tier spells; an absolute power that controls war machines that can raze an area within a radius of hundreds of kilometers to the ground.
In their eyes, the empire is probably no different from an ant on the roadside that can be crushed at will."
Fluder Paradine, with his wrinkled face, spoke out the cruel reality in a tone without a trace of emotion, which made everyone present feel despair.
Since he has an innate ability that allows him to see the highest level of magic that the opponent can use, as long as a player patrolling on a dragon passes by in the sky, he can immediately tell the approximate strength of the opponent.
The overall average level of players nowadays has basically exceeded LV15.
In particular, most of the guys who can move around in the forest which serves as the main battlefield are above LV17, and there are many who exceed LV21 and become legendary characters.
Therefore, when he saw the first player who mastered the Nine-Ring Spell passing overhead, Fluder Paradine's heart was filled with excitement and excitement.
For a man like him who had lived for two hundred years and whose lifelong wish was to "peek into the abyss of magic", it was like seeing the hope of leading to a higher-level magic palace. He wished he could jump off the carriage immediately, chase after him, kneel down at his feet, and exchange everything he had for precious magical knowledge.
But not long after, the old man saw players of the same strength riding dragons across the sky one after another. His emotions quickly changed from excitement and excitement at the beginning to becoming increasingly numb, and eventually he even felt a strong fear.
After all, he can cast arcane magic of the sixth level, which is equivalent to the fifth ring of Faerun. This is already the top level of humans in this world.
But what about now?
Strong men with terrifying powers like those of demons suddenly appeared in large numbers, and all belonged to one force.
There is no need to hesitate or struggle, just invest now.
The Blood Emperor obviously knew his teacher very well, and instantly understood the subtext from that face. He smiled bitterly and sighed, "Well, it seems that you are right, I really shouldn't have any more delusions.
At this time, it's good enough to be able to save your life.
In addition, I heard that the old king and two princes of the kingdom had been killed in the previous war, and that terrible woman had officially ascended the throne and became queen.
I really don't know what choice she will make in this situation."
"Are you referring to the Golden Princess Lana?" Bajod Peshumel asked.
"Yes, besides her, which other woman can keep me guessing?
Moreover, according to the reports from the spies, on the night when the war broke out, many nobles who controlled large territories and held power in the kingdom were inexplicably killed.
Although the kingdom claimed that the assassination was carried out by the enemy in collaboration with Eight Fingers, and that Eight Fingers was uprooted afterwards.
But I always feel that this matter is too strange.
From a political perspective, this sudden assassination almost wiped out the corrupt aristocratic forces in the kingdom, and also cleared the biggest obstacle for Lana to the throne, which was exactly the same as what I did back then.
So I have reason to suspect that she was behind all this."
The Blood Emperor curled his lips in disgust.
As the saying goes, opposites attract and likes repel.
Although the two have never met each other, he is one of the few people who can feel the monster-like twisted soul hidden under Lana's disguise mask.
This is why everyone praises the Golden Princess' beauty, wisdom, and kindness, but the Blood Emperor never pays any attention to her.
In a sense, they are essentially the same kind of people.
It's just that Lana's level is higher, her understanding of the dark side of human nature is more thorough, and she has long since broken free from the constraints of mortals in terms of emotions, morals, and values.
Just as the royal carriage was discussing the dramatic political turmoil in the neighboring country, the carriage, which was originally galloping, suddenly began to slow down and eventually stopped completely.
"What's going on?"
Bajod Peshumer, who was in charge of the escort, immediately opened the car door and asked.
"The other party has sent someone to pick us up. We don't need a carriage for the rest of the journey."
The woman, whose long golden hair covered the right half of her face and eyes, immediately rode over on horseback and explained.
She is Lenas Lockbruce, the only female among the Four Knights of the Empire and also the one with the least loyalty.
He has said more than once that if he encounters a powerful enemy that he cannot defeat, he will immediately abandon the emperor and run away.
"Oh? Are we going to fly up next?"
The Blood Emperor instantly became interested and immediately walked out of the carriage, staring at the huge rock platform in front of him that seemed to have fallen from the floating city above his head, with strong curiosity in his eyes.
Because the person standing on the platform was not a person or a living creature, but a tall mechanical structure.
But he soon regained the dignity of a ruler, and walked straight to the platform under the escort of a group of guards and ministers, and asked directly: "What should we do now? Stand on it?"
"Yes, please stand on the platform with your followers. I will be responsible for sending you to the floating city."
After saying that, the construct directly changed one of its arms into the shape of a ladder so that everyone could step on the ladder and climb up.
After all, floating platforms like this are basically transformed from small floating islands. Even after landing, they are still at least ten or twenty meters above the ground. It is basically wishful thinking to want to climb up without the ability to fly.
This ability to change metal structures through magic undoubtedly made Fluder Paradine's eyes light up. He couldn't help but take a closer look. He was completely impressed by the complex magic and mechanical technology inside.
After everyone was on the platform, the construct activated the anti-gravity magic through the connection with the floating city.
In the blink of an eye, this large platform with a radius of 200 meters began to rise rapidly, climbing hundreds of meters in just a few seconds.
When they reached the same height as the floating city, the Blood Emperor finally saw those powerful weapons that were said to have the power to destroy the world.
Whether it was the behemoth-class electromagnetic cannon, the magic heavy artillery, the giant dragons that kept taking off and landing, or the huge airships and airplanes, they all made him feel his heart pounding, his mouth dry, and beads of sweat appearing on his forehead and back.
Fortunately, the platform did not stay outside the city for too long and soon landed in front of a high tower in the city center.
Finally, under the guidance of the construct, the Bahas Empire group walked down the platform and entered the hall along the magnificent passage emitting the aura of arcane magic.
Although Gilknifer was the emperor of a country and lived a very luxurious life, he was still stunned by the scenes he saw along the way.
Because no matter how rich he was, the best he could do was to build the palace with white marble, cover some places with gold, inlay gems as embellishments, and add some exquisite handmade carpets.
But in this huge magic tower before us, every floor tile and wall tile is imbued with magical power. They can change color and release light at will, creating a series of gorgeous and colorful scenes.
Moreover, this scenery is not a two-dimensional plane, but a three-dimensional illusion projection that is so realistic that it can be mistaken for a real one.
On both sides of the corridor stood majestic and imposing structures that looked like sculptures at first glance.
But if you pay attention to the faint light flickering in their eyes, you will know that these are actually steel golems in standby mode. There are hundreds of them in total, and they are all super-heavy constructs that are more than five meters tall.
The Blood Emperor simply couldn't imagine what terrible enemies these things would be to the human soldiers with flesh and blood if they appeared on the battlefield.
It is estimated that with just one charge, our morale and fighting will collapse in minutes.
At the same time, most of the city walls would collapse if hit.
After walking for about ten minutes, the Bahas Empire group finally arrived at the reception room.
The moment they pushed open the door, the first thing they saw was a girl with long golden hair and a Gothic-style dress, sitting at the negotiation table and sipping tea elegantly.
"Golden Princess Lana?!"
The Blood Emperor subconsciously called out the other party's name and title.
Because he had seen detailed descriptions of the kingdom's princess's appearance and temperament in the intelligence more than once, it was not difficult for him to recognize her.
"Ah, isn't this His Majesty Gilkenifer Lune Farod Eyre? You are finally here. You know, I have been waiting for a long time. Also, you should change your address to Queen."
Having said that, Lana stood up and bowed with a smile, her eyes full of naked and undisguised teasing and amusement.
After all, the two of them have been fighting each other for several years. Even before she gained power, she had always been able to play with the other party at her fingertips, not to mention that now she has the power of a sorcerer and has also clung to Zuo Si's thick and strong thigh.
The Blood Emperor's expression changed slightly, his nerves tensed up quickly, and he narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively: "Why are you here?"
"Isn't this obvious? I am now negotiating with you on behalf of my master, who is also the true ruler of the floating city of Plantia."
Lana said something with a smile that made the other person shudder.
The Blood Emperor was very smart, able to stand out from the complicated power struggle and win. He immediately understood what the Golden Princess meant. He clenched his fists and asked, "When? When did you realize all this? When did you surrender to the master here?"
"Hmm—let me think about it, it seems to have been since the kingdom's nobles began to be inexplicably assassinated.
I first met Lord Shane VII, and then Lord Soth.
They broadened my horizons and made me realize for the first time that there is a vaster universe outside this world.
From that moment on, I swore allegiance to Lord Soth and became his agent in this world.
Oh, and he also gave me great power."
As she spoke, Lana raised her right hand wrapped in a white lace glove and suddenly released a ball of magical flame with astonishing power.
Upon seeing this, the Blood Emperor was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly, and several people around him hurriedly stepped forward to block him behind them with their bodies.
Fluder Paradine recognized the power of the magic flame and immediately raised his hand to block the Imperial Knight who was about to charge forward, and said to him, "Forget it, don't waste your energy. This is not an ordinary magic flame. The power it contains can burn all of us to death."
"What? Are you serious?"
Bajod Peshumel opened his mouth in disbelief.
You should know that in previous intelligence, the Golden Princess has always been a weak woman who is powerless and has almost no achievements in martial arts. She has not even received any magic or swordsmanship training since childhood.
"Ah, I'm dead serious. Just relax, if she really wanted to kill us she wouldn't have to go through all that trouble."
With that, Fluder Paradine walked over to the opposite side of the table and sat down.
"I'm sorry, with your current status and ability, you are not qualified to know too much, let alone be received by them.
But if you cooperate well in the future, I might consider arranging a meeting between you and the two adults at some point in the future.
Here, this is the script I arranged for the Bahas Empire. All you have to do is strictly follow the schedule and steps above.
Of course, you can refuse.
But the price is that I will activate another backup plan to achieve this goal through more cruel, bloody and violent means."
After that, Lana handed over a thick plan without any hesitation, completely ignoring the Blood Emperor's ugly and painful face that looked like he was constipated.
…
At the same time, in the palace of the kingdom’s capital.
The diary, who had been enjoying himself in the throne room deepest in the Great Tomb of Nazarick for several days, finally came back refreshed, holding a golden staff in his hand and said proudly, "Well, I said that Old Bones is a typical island country bully.
As long as he is given a good beating, this guy will immediately show his true colors and honestly give up everything to be a good dog.
With this union weapon, it is equivalent to his life being in our hands.
Not only that!
We can also secretly manipulate him to cooperate in a play and lure out those real dragon kings one by one."
"Is this your excuse for losing contact with someone in the past few days?"
Zuo Si glared at this irritable guy in annoyance.
Although he had no objection to beating up Old Bone and treating his men like dogs, Diary's act of NTR in public was obviously too outrageous.
He also discovered that this guy was becoming more and more perverted. Simply building a large harem could no longer satisfy his growing desires, and he wanted to pursue something more exciting.
It's like watching a movie. At the beginning, any movie can make people excited.
But as the viewing time becomes longer and the types of films become more and more, people gradually become numb to the ordinary stimulation, and it is inevitable that they will turn to some heavier tastes.
The diary shrugged and defended itself, "Look at what you said, I am also doing this for work.
If we don't try it in this humiliating way, how can we know whether he is truly willing to submit to us and be our dog?
Moreover, after this incident, the NPCs inside the Great Tomb of Nazarick have become completely alienated and no longer have any cohesion or loyalty.
That is, I have broken it down from within.”
"So what? What's the point?"
Zuo Si sneered and asked back.
"Of course it makes sense. They can become spies to invade other time and space, and we won't feel bad even if they are wiped out. Moreover, many guild functions are very interesting and can be developed and utilized a little bit." The diary answered seriously.
Unfortunately, Zuo Si didn't believe a word of this and directly exposed the other party's little trick, sneering and mocking: "I think you have spotted that there are many twisted and sick beautiful female characters in Lao Gutou, so you plan to turn it into a place for your own entertainment, right?"
The diary quickly denied it, "How is that possible! You are slandering me! Look, I brought all the guild weapons with me. I have absolutely no selfish motives."
"Take it away. I don't want this broken thing. Keep it for yourself. Besides, God knows what you have done with it these days."
With a look of disgust, Zuo Si released a large force field hand, pushing away the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown, which was emitting a faint odor, and didn't even want to have direct contact.
Although judging from the arcane aura, this thing has definitely reached the level of a divine weapon.
However, he has no shortage of magical weapons now, so he doesn't want to touch something that has obviously been "contaminated".
"Are you sure you don't want it? I cleaned it several times when I came here, so it should be very clean."
As he spoke, the diary lowered his head and sniffed, apparently not noticing any strange smell.
To be exact, this smell is exactly the same as the one he emits, it would be strange if you could smell it.
Zuo Si shook his head gently: "No. With this weapon, the task of tracking and hunting the True Dragon King will be handed over to you and Sean VII. Remember, it is better to wait a little longer to ensure that none of them escape."
"What about you?"
The Diary looked up and asked in surprise.
“I have two important things to attend to.
One is the final battle for the Blood Throne, and the other is to go to the abyss to seal three Eldrazi Titans.
You may not be able to get away in a short period of time.
In addition, we also have to deal with the old dragon Nicol Bolas.
Now that they had the Time Bridge, the only thing left before the War of the Spark was the Immortal Sun.
I have a feeling that we don't have much time left.
I need energy more than ever, huge and pure energy.
If it really doesn't work, I might have to start considering directly destroying some time and space and devouring their energy to strengthen myself.
Otherwise, given the current situation, it might not be a problem to stop the attempt to destroy the old dragon.
But it is clearly not enough to take over the entire War of the Spark and complete the Final Rite after his defeat."
When saying this, Zuo Si's tone revealed a strong sense of urgency.
Because there is only one chance to restore the spark to the state before it deteriorated, once it is lost, there is no way to recover it.
"Why not try to explore some time and space with abundant energy?
I think you could talk to Zendikar's planetary consciousness and borrow some energy from it.
In addition, the planet Azeroth also seems to be a good target.
As an object fought over by various forces in the universe, it must contain astonishing energy, so it wouldn't be a problem to absorb a little bit of it.
Maybe after losing some of my energy, I won’t be stared at all all day.”
The diary obviously sensed its owner's anxiety and made some rare serious suggestions.
After all, the power of a planeswalker comes from the spark.
Only when the Spark level reaches a certain level can one be qualified to fight against an absolute powerhouse like Nicol Bolas who transcends time and space.
"Azeroth? That's a nice place. I'll consider it."
Zuo Si touched his chin with a thoughtful expression.
Because with the strength he now possesses, he basically does not need to be too afraid of potential enemies such as the Burning Legion, the Old Gods, the Void Lords, and the Guardian Dragons, and he can just set up a battle.
And it is very easy to absorb the energy of Azeroth.
Whether it is the Well of Eternity, the Well of the Sun, the Maelstrom, or the World Tree, they are all connected to the energy in the core of the planet that nurtures the star soul.
Even people like Archimonde and Kil'jaeden can do it, so there is no reason why Zuo Si can't do it.
But this matter needs long-term consideration.
He didn't want to be mistaken for an invader and be beaten up by local creatures as soon as he landed.
In addition, it is also a good experience to meet the famous "filial son" Arthas, and his girlfriend Jaina, who is also incredibly "filial".
…
Time flies, and two weeks passed in a flash.
When the sun rose again from the sea level west of the continent of Faerun, Zuo Si, who had been hiding in the Mage Tower for a while, finally slowly opened his eyes and appeared in everyone's sight again.
However, he did not, as usual, show up at the royal palace in Port Calin to deal with recent events with the prime minister and other high-ranking officials. Instead, he directly activated the spark to teleport to the secret base where the abyss fragments were stored and directly opened the layer of silk wrapped on the outside.
moment!
The suffocating chaos and evil were overwhelming.
If there weren't a large number of seals here, the whole world would look like the end of the world.
"Phew—I hope my spark level is high enough to withstand such an attack."
Zuo Si took a deep breath, stretched out his fingers and gently touched the black cover of the book.
The next second...
boom!!!!!!
A huge memory bank that could not be described in words suddenly exploded in his mind. Countless knowledge, images, conversations, and events all hit the dam called reason in a disorganized and chaotic form.
If it were an ordinary person, he would probably have gone crazy or become a complete idiot by now.
Not to mention ordinary people, even the great wizards and legendary wizards with an intelligence attribute of more than 30 points would not be able to withstand it.
Fortunately, Zuo Si had already transcended the realm of mortals, and the power of the Planeswalker Spark had endowed him with unlimited brain capacity, enough to record all this knowledge and memories, and then organize them at an extremely slow speed into content that could be read and understood.
Gradually, his almost collapsed sanity began to recover, and a grand picture of how the bottomless abyss was born and developed to its current stage was finally fully revealed.
Likewise, he also knew the name of the Will of the Abyss—Ulgashek.
He was one of the first primitive lives born when the universe was still in chaos and the inner plane was giving birth to the material plane and the outer plane.
For this kind of primitive life, today's scholars have given them a very appropriate name, called the Original One, and some people also call it the Wild God.
All the original beings and wild gods are authentic quasi-divine powers, possessing power equal to or even greater than that of the gods.
And Urgashek is one of them, and he is the most powerful and top one.
But he was unlucky because his body was too large, and when he passed by a chaotic whirlpool, he accidentally got stuck inside.
Later, under the influence of the original power of chaos and evil, this chaos vortex gradually evolved into the original Abyss plane, and began to grow and develop.
Urgashek naturally became the supreme will of the abyss plane.
His body had long since merged with the core of the plane and could no longer be separated.
As for the earliest inhabitant of the abyss, the Obyris demon, he created it as a toy to entertain himself.
This guy is like a player who sits in front of the computer and plays "God Simulator", deliberately provoking wars between demon lords and making them kill and fight each other.
This behavior indirectly caused the abyss to slide towards chaos and evil, until it gave birth to Chaos, the leader who led the demons to launch a war that swept the entire universe.
As for the later events in which the Tanar'ri demons replaced Obyris, Demogorgon became the Demon Prince, and Orcus became the Lord of the Dead, all of this was accomplished under the intervention and manipulation of Urgashek.
Otherwise, how could a demon like Demogorgon, who was deemed a failed creation and abandoned, gain the power to corrupt everything and become a demon prince?
By the same token, how could Orcus, who started from scratch as a larva, climb step by step to the highest position in the brutal competition among demons?
Just to tell you a joke, the probability of successfully advancing from a larva to a Balrog is one in five million;
The probability of being promoted from a Balrog to a secondary lord is one in two thousand;
The probability of being promoted from a secondary lord to a lord of a whole level is one in eight hundred;
The probability of a lord being promoted to one of the three giants from an entire level is one in six hundred.
Seeing this, anyone who has studied probability should understand how outrageous Ocus's success is.
This is not an inspirational story at all. He is absolutely the chosen one, the only candidate appointed by the will of the abyss.
If any demon dares to learn from this person, he will definitely die on the road of struggle.
Because there is no protection from the will of the abyss, according to this scenario, he will die without a burial place in a short time.
Along with the various memories and events, a large amount of forbidden knowledge was also absorbed, especially a large number of mantras with evil and chaotic tendencies, which really opened Zuo Si's eyes.
The power of these languages is no less than that of the arcane magic system, and is closer to the original essence of magic.
Just one sentence, one syllable, can render thousands of demons incapable of action, drive an entire world of people crazy and commit suicide.
Although he did not discover the "Doomsday Truth" he most desired, he also gained a lot from it.
While absorbing knowledge, the spark also continuously draws out the black, red, green and blue mana contained in the abyss fragments.
Before he knew it, Zuo Si's spark level had reached LV30, and all of his basic attributes had been greatly improved.
Strength reached seventy-five, agility reached sixty, physique reached seventy, perception reached sixty, intelligence was sixty-five, and charm was also sixty-five.
Not only that, he also gained some special abilities that only demons have, and the hand that came into contact with the abyss fragment also completely changed from a devil form to a demon form.
The most typical external manifestation is that the red scales become somewhat bluish and dark, and are able to release the evil power of the abyss chaos.
After everything was over, Zuo Si opened his eyes again and looked at his demonized hand and the completely disappeared fragments of the abyss. He twitched his mouth and complained: "What is my current state? A demonized devil?
Or a demonized devil?
Or is it a little bit of both? Even more bizarrely, the forces of order and chaos did not conflict at all.
Now my hand is like a fragment of the abyss. I must find a way to seal and hide it. Otherwise, who knows how Asmodeus will react if he finds out."
While speaking, Zuo Si quickly took off the Tyrant Gloves, intending to make a slight modification and upgrade to it.
I don't ask for any improvement in power, but I just want to be able to block this terrifying demon's hand.
When one thinks of the power of the abyss fragments, combined with the toxins, bacteria, viruses and other microorganisms in his body, as well as the terrifying infectious ability of the sparkling oil, he is truly a mobile disaster.
Zuo Si felt that if he continued to develop in this direction, he would be a potential threat wherever he went, and sooner or later he would become a villain that everyone would hate.
There's nothing we can do about it, it's because he has such destructive power.
Fortunately, a lot of the forbidden knowledge extracted from the abyss fragments involved how to seal the power of the abyss, so the modification of the gloves was not too troublesome and not much effort was wasted.
Just a few hours later, Zuo Si had embedded a large number of chaotic runes of the abyss on both sides of the gloves and injected some of his own blood into them.
After the blood flowed into the rune and was absorbed, the original iron gloves had turned bloodstained black and red, and at the same time emitted strange energy fluctuations...
(End of this chapter)
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