Chapter 159: The World of the Dead,
the Plan to Reproduce the Second Hero of the Missing Community. This plan is not as simple as it seems.
It is said that A. Godola is to be reproduced. In fact, in the plan of the wise king, it should be "stronger than the hero".
But in fact, this can only be regarded as an unrealistic fantasy.
At least, when the three people who actually carried out the operation really planned to reproduce A. Godola, they encountered so many obstacles that it was unimaginable.
The simplest problem, just replicating A. Godola's appearance, there are huge differences.
"He should have been more handsome and had a more sunny smile back then!" Xia Di expressed his opinion. "Although he has many immature aspects, his willingness to learn and improve are precisely his strengths. It is also the reason why he can keep making progress. So in terms of appearance, he should be like this..."
Adeline looked at her dissatisfiedly: "Why do you say he is immature? If he is immature, can he defeat the Demon King? Haven't you come into contact with the Demon King? Who can fight against someone who is immature? You are obviously prejudiced against him. No wonder he didn't say anything when he heard that you were going to marry the Wise King. It was obvious that from the very beginning, he was very mature and reliable. Only people like you would regard him as someone who is secretly immature. His smile at that time was clearly more stable and reassuring."
"I still retain my original opinion. He is stronger now than before. Since you are going to do it, why not do it according to his current appearance? Do you think the eighteen-year-old A. Godora can beat the current one?"
"At the age of eighteen, he was younger and more confident, and he should be stronger." Xia Di answered the question immediately.
Although Adeline did not answer, it was obvious that she thought the same.
Adriana could not help but sigh: "Then I will not care about this matter. Let's quickly determine the appearance. There are still a lot of things to do. By the way, does Yin Nifede have any plans? We have clearly sent a letter to invite her to participate in the plan."
"Her attitude is a little ambiguous. She did not completely refuse, nor did she agree in the true sense."
"She does not seem to be the kind of person who hesitates."
"That's why it makes people feel strange."
...
"How is it, how is the scenery of the world of the dead?"
The scenery...
The corners of the mouths of the two elves and Duo Luo twitched at the same time. To be honest, if Mo He hadn't told them that this was the world of the dead, they would definitely think that they were exiled to some deserted island with no flowers, plants or trees, and the whole place was a wilderness.
Looking at everyone's speechless expressions, Mo He smiled awkwardly: "In theory, we only need to take out the clay pot now, and then release the souls of the snow elves. After all, it doesn't matter where we are in the world of the dead, and then we can prepare to go home."
"Then what are you waiting for?"
The person who asked the question was Duo Luo.
"Mr. Doro, why are you so anxious? However, since you are so anxious, it means that you have some sense, right? Do you have a vague feeling in your heart that it is not good? To be honest, I feel the same way." Mohe took a deep breath, "I originally thought that the goddess would come to this world, but it turned out that she had no generals, but..."
Mohe's expression changed: "I didn't expect that after thousands of years, such a life form would be born here. Although it may not be very intelligent, it is not easy to deal with, my brave man."
"Can you ignore it?"
"If you ignore it, what do you think will happen to the undead here?" Mohe breathed helplessly, "According to the goddess's idea, this kind of thing should not be born..."
Doro and Mohe could both feel that something was staring at them, an extremely large, difficult to observe, and powerful thing.
Duo Luo looked at Mo He in confusion: "Is there something wrong with the goddess? If this is her arm, then she should be able to handle the things here."
"Didn't the goddess come down when you fought against Xia Di before? Do you think she had a problem at that time?" Mo He asked this instead.
Duo Luo could only answer: "I didn't communicate with the goddess seriously at that time, so I couldn't know her true state."
"There should be no problem. If she had a problem, the heaven would have been in turmoil long ago. The world of the dead should not be managed by her herself. I don't know what she is doing every day. After all, the affairs of God and heaven have nothing to do with me."
To be honest, Duo Luo was really curious now. What is the relationship between Mo He and the goddess? Although she said that they were lovers, this state does not seem to be the state that lovers should have. It is better to say that the relationship between her and the goddess, from Duo Luo's understanding, is more like enemies.
"So, with this guy here, can't the soul be released?"
Moher spread his hands: "It will be eaten by this guy, unless you kill this guy. I hope there is only one of this guy in the huge world of the dead. The goddess interfered in our transmission and made us meet this guy... This is the best result, otherwise... It will be very bad."
Otherwise, maybe this place is already full of this thing.
Then the reincarnation of human beings may have begun to have problems.
Duo Luo couldn't figure out what the specific situation was. Moher was here.
Although she seemed confused, Duo Luo knew that Moher must have a plan for this kind of thing.
"Elf, Roland, the two of you use this thing to release the souls of the snow elves. In any case, Mr. Duo Luo and I have to touch these things."
As for saying that thing can defeat Moher and Doro?
Isn't that nonsense? Even though she is not in her prime, she is not weak enough to be defeated by this thing. Moreover, Doro is still by her side. She just wants to have a more comprehensive understanding of what is happening here.
Elf took the jar
and opened it.
A howling sound came from it, and then, undead spirits kept running out of it - it was at this moment that the world seemed to start shaking.
"It is obviously in the world of the cracks. This is indeed related to the goddess's gaze, right?"
As her voice fell, a transparent thing appeared in front of several people.
"If I have to give this thing a name, I call it a community of thoughts."
Something composed of the wills of many undead spirits - the existence of the dead souls in the world, there are always some similar things, and these similar places begin to depend on each other, and finally the scale gradually expands to become the collection I am in front of, which will "eat" almost all types of undead spirits.
And the things formed by such connections also have powerful "power".
In a sense.
"Resonance" and "connection" are things that can only be done after becoming a dead soul. When you are a living creature, you can't do this. Even the greatest collective magic circle that can be used for military purposes seems to be inadequate in this regard and cannot really link anyone's power together.
After all, everyone's ideas are different.
But when all living beings become dead souls, thinking becomes much simpler and purer.
Some "sameness" becomes the cornerstone of connection, thus gaining powerful power.
Duo Luo prepared to draw his sword.
"Mr. Duo Luo, you'd better wait a moment. Why don't you take a look at my method?"
If Duo Luo took action, I'm afraid that the dead souls that made up this huge thought community would dissipate under his terrifying power, but Mo He didn't want to do so. She wanted to see it more clearly and directly.
"Undead control!"
She floated in the air and pressed her hand directly on this huge thought community. Her symbol originally had a part that symbolized the dead soul. Although she couldn't get this part back at the moment, she could still use a certain amount of power. She directly began to "control" it by force.
"Oh~ Is it true that they are a group formed because of some 'common'? They are really strong. They are just some undead, but their will and strength to resist are far beyond my imagination. This really scared me, but..."
Moher looked a little excited: "It's just some undead."
The light blue power instantly filled the entire transparent giant.
At this moment, Moher just shouted: "Split!"
This huge individual composed of undead like a mountain began to collapse directly, and one undead after another drilled out of it, just like when a dam collapsed because of an ant hole, it was just a small hole at first, and then soon, it was completely, like mud and sand, like running water...
the undead turned into undead again.
The empty area in front of him was suddenly filled with all kinds of undead.
"This is what the world of the dead should really look like - the scene we saw when we came in was really a bit too deserted."
Moher fell back to the ground.
Elf couldn't help but feel relieved: "So now, can we go back?"
"Go back? It's fine to go back like this, I don't mind, but... our Mr. Doro doesn't seem to think so?"
"Since we have encountered the problem here, we have to solve it, right? Otherwise, the ghosts of the snow elves will become like that sooner or later, right?"
Doro expressed his thoughts. He was not surprised that Mohe knew his thoughts.
"This is not in line with your character, Mr. Doro, although you think your statement is probably reasonable, but - who said what to you? What did they do? I'm very curious."
"Then continue to be curious."
(End of this chapter)
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