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"Rest, did you feel anything strange on the double star just now?"

A pointy-eared elf wrapped in full-body power armor had a hint of confusion on his face. Just now, when he crossed the world through the bloodline ability, he noticed something different.

The elf named Lester was taller, and his expression was a little puzzled: "No, what did you notice, Sim?"

"Just now, it seemed that something was spying on us. I'm afraid it's not an illusion." The elf named Sim looked dignified.

illusion? Illusion?

This is simply impossible. Under the pursuit of the double stars they call hunting and frost, the elves have already evolved abilities such as keen intuition, extraordinary perception, etc., and there is no illusion at all.

If it is true that there is an illusion, there must be a bigger problem.

"Where is it? Is this the world we came in?" Lester's expression was also full of surprise. The world they arrived in has been eroded by frost, and everything is frozen in it. The low temperature can only survive the special power armor they wear and the super cold resistance they have evolved.

In this world, even the stars have been frozen, and the eternal night exists forever.

It is also very simple for them to come to this world, just to find supplies and then bring them back.

"It's not here, it's when it's teleported. That kind of feeling is vague, it must be the gaze of an ancient existence." Sim said after thinking for a while.

"But I still have a doubt, why do you perceive it?"

"The last time you went on a mission, you caught the attention of this ancient existence in a certain world?"

Lester knows one thing, this kind of existence is unlikely to stare at Sim for no reason, the area where the elves live is in the radiation of the double star, even if it exists from ancient times, they dare not easily set foot in it.

Frost can freeze everything, including the world.

However, this is not the most dangerous double star. Frost can freeze the world and civilization at most. Those powerful and extraordinary beings can still survive.

The real horror is hunting, a group of ghost-like hunters, hunting the powerful in many worlds, and after death, the soul will be forced to join these humanoids.

The king of hunters headed by him is even more powerful, riding an eight-legged horse and carrying two soul hounds. As long as the prey is targeted, there is no way to escape, and these ancient existences are no exception, or to be more straightforward. , Ghost hunters are even more excited when facing these existences.

Therefore, after the double star, this kind of existence is basically a death.

"No, I don't have any extra actions." After Sim recalled it, he became more and more confused.

"Then we can only let the elders show you after we go back." Lester knew that Sim must have caused a big trouble unintentionally.

Fortunately, the elves don't care about this big trouble.

The elves in the double star radiation area are not afraid of any trouble at all. Over the long years, they have evolved and developed the ability and technology to resist the double star. This does not mean that these ancient existences are the same. Once they enter the double star radiation Area, Frost and Ghost Hunters are not vegetarians.

"Okay, we have to collect enough materials and relevant civilization information as soon as possible, and leave as soon as possible. Although this is a double-star radiation area, it is always a marginal area." Sim's expression also brought urgency.

The radiation area brought by the double star is naturally centered on the double star and gradually decays towards the surroundings.

They can only search in this fringe area, they are too close to the central area of ​​the double star and they dare not approach, where the temperature is lower, even the super cold resistance after evolution can't resist, let alone ghost hunters Existence, and once they set foot, they are easy targets for hunting.

The two elves braved the cold wind and scanned the divided areas through the powerful intelligent radar on the power armor.

With the existence of power armor, they flew at sub-light speed without consuming too much physical strength.

The overall difficulty is actually not that great. If it weren't for the special blood of the elves to travel through the world, otherwise they would not need to come here in person, they only need to remotely control the machine.

"The civilization of this world has been destroyed in the low temperature. It seems to be a civilization of halflings. What a pity." Sim sighed.

It's a pity that he doesn't refer to the destruction of the halfling civilization, but refers to the development of this civilization is too low, it should be a magic civilization, and the use of magic power is not high.

In this way, they can only search for materials, and there is no need for the acquisition of civilization technology.

"It's not quite like a halfling, it's more like a goblin. The halfling's inheritance is mainly food, and there are unstable mechanical creations here, which is more like a goblin."

"There is a very serious problem, where is the corpse?"

Lester looked dignified. From the buildings and creations of civilization, they have experienced so many worlds, and they can roughly distinguish some of them, but there is no corpse, which makes them puzzled.

"Could it be a mutation into a corpse-eating civilization?" Sim asked abruptly.

The corpse-eating civilization refers to a large-scale depravity caused by the lack of food after the frost of the world.

Under low temperature, the corpse will not rot easily and can be stored for a long time. The only disadvantage is that it is difficult to collect.

"No, even the corpse-eating civilization can't clean up the corpse so cleanly. There may be a deeper problem in it, combined with the fact that you are being watched by an ancient existence."

"Perhaps there is a problem in this world itself." Lester said in a deep voice.

It's not that they haven't seen corpse-eating civilizations. With so many corpses, it's impossible to eat them all. What's more, it's impossible to collect such a complete collection at such a low temperature, and there will inevitably be omissions.

Now they find that there is not a single corpse, so it is not a problem.

"What should I do? Evacuate?" Sim's first thought was to leave this world.

For them, there is no shortage of materials in such a world, and there is no need to put themselves in it for this small benefit.

The population of the elves is not large, just over a thousand in total, and the fertility rate is extremely low, with only twelve newborns in a hundred years.

This is because they left their homeland and suffered from the radiation of the double star all year round, which made them mutate themselves.

It is said that they are the elves, but they could have been renamed the Frost Souls long ago. The elves have been eroded by the Frost and the Ghost Hunters. While resisting the erosion of the double stars, they can also use the power of the two to a certain extent .

Compared with materials, the value of dying one less elf compatriot is greater. After all, it doesn't matter if the materials are collected in another world.

"Okay, immediately." Just as Lester was about to leave immediately, he suddenly noticed that a certain frozen terror in the world seemed to wake up.

"Damn it, it's a mad god. This world is actually a civilization of faith, and it's a civilization that has undergone mutations."

Lester's expression suddenly became ugly, and the majestic divine power twisted into a huge fleshy ball.

Now he knows where these corpses are, and they are all 'protected' by the gods that the race believes in. This is a good intention, but under the frost of the world, even the world can't resist, let alone the gods.

The gods have great strength and can survive for a longer period of time, but the kingdom of God cannot. The believers who were protected by him in the kingdom of God died because of the frost of the world, and the gods naturally went crazy, and then a mutation occurred.

This made all the corpses of dead believers, the frozen kingdom of God, and the crazy gods merge into one, and it became the distorted appearance it is today.

The intention was good, but it was a pity that it was not able to carry it through, and it eventually became a tragedy.

However, even if the god is crazy, he is still guarding him and the dead civilization. Therefore, as intruders, the two elves are naturally hostile and become enemies.

The reason why he didn't act immediately was because the Mad God was also affected by the Frost of Mieshi, and it would take time to wake up.

The strength of the gods is too strong, and it is covered by the frost of the world, so Lester and Sim were not able to notice it at the first time.

If they hadn't broken into this world, then this god would have died quietly in the world-exterminating frost. When the double stars left, the radiation zone would no longer affect this world, so that after the frost thawed, the god would die from the corpse of the god. In this world, a new life and civilization are born.

It belongs to an alternative restart ecosystem.

"You activate the space escape device immediately, and I will stop this mad god!" Lester finished without hesitation, activated the high-energy form of the power armor, and cooperated with the Thunder God electromagnetic sniper gun in his hand to forcibly smash the Looking at the huge tentacles they smashed.

The Mad God has no ego, only instinct, so there is no need to worry about the other party cheating.

And the better news is that this mad god has lost too much, and he can't even use magic spells, divine power, etc., and can only rely on the mutated body to attack, and because the body has mutated too much, the overall structure Not normal and too fragile.

Otherwise, his sniper cannon would not be able to smash the body of the god at all.

A large amount of flesh and blood swayed in the entire sky with fluorescent blood.

"Crazy God has affected the space parameters, and it takes time to calibrate. You can hold on for a while longer." Sim took out the space detachment device, but found that it could not be accurately positioned, and it could not be calibrated automatically, so it could only be done manually.

After taking out a miniature supercomputer and connecting it to the space escape device, his hands were clattering and typing on the keyboard, so fast that he couldn't see his hands clearly with the naked eye, only a large number of afterimages were constantly jumping.

Lester didn't say anything. He had already prepared for this kind of emergency. After all, he was facing a god, even if he was crazy, he was still a god in the marginal area.

He calmly protected himself with the sniper cannon. During this period, he still had enough energy to build a super energy barrier, and opened the miniature anti-low temperature nanofactory in the power armor, and continuously gathered a large amount of materials to make it into a combat mech as an auxiliary.

When it comes to combat, Lester is far more sophisticated than Sim.

Although there are many tricks, but in the face of absolute power, it seems a bit gimmicky.

"Okay, I'm about to lose it." Lester was also a little overwhelmed at this time.

Thirty or fifty tentacles can block it, but now, the Mad God has officially broken free from the ice in the ground, and the terrifying figure covering the sky and the sun fills Lester's field of vision, which makes him fight.

Even if the sniper gun is overloaded, it can only scratch the surface.

I really thought that the huge tentacles he hit just now could not be the body of the Mad God. It is just an existence similar to hair, and there are countless densely packed on it. Even if the energy of the electromagnetic sniper gun is exhausted, can it be emptied? Quantity is an issue.

"Hurry up, hurry up, give me another three minutes!" Sim is also working intensively at this time, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

It was also fortunate that it was inside the power armor with a constant temperature, otherwise if it was outside, it would have been frozen into ice balls on the spot.

Hearing this, Lester could only grit his teeth and bear it. It was too late to replace it now, so he could only activate the overload mode of the power armor.

This mode can last for ten minutes, but it will cause different degrees of damage to the armor. The longer it lasts, the more serious the damage will be.

"Next time, we must ask the equipment department to arrange more equipment, otherwise, we may not be able to carry it over when we meet the Mad God next time."

Lester resisted while cursing.

This can be regarded as a way for him to vent his pressure. He is too nervous. If he doesn't vent it, he is worried that he will make a mistake in his next response.

Three minutes should have passed in a flash, but now it seemed to be deliberately against them, and the passage was very slow.

Fortunately, Sim was strong enough, and it didn't really take three minutes, but only two and a half minutes to successfully recalibrate the position and connect to the elves.

"Okay, get ready to leave the world." Sim snapped the miniature supercomputers on his hands together, and shouted to Lester.

Seeing this, Lester also breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, the surrounding space began to be forcibly torn apart. If it was normal, there would be no need to tear the space apart.

It's just that the entire space is now in chaos and changes due to the appearance of the mad god. It is impossible to rely on the original escape device, so we can only use coercive means.

Fortunately, the coercive means of the elves is not simple. After tearing open the space, and swallowing the two elves from the device, they left the world in an instant.

After the Mad God lost his target, his originally chaotic mind was unable to judge the situation, so he could only watch the space heal in a daze.

In the judgment of the mad god, the space crack is not an intruder, but more like a part of the environment, so naturally he will not actively attack.

After that, he was driven by instinct again, hibernated back to the ground, and fell into a deep sleep, in order to save energy to the greatest extent so as to survive the frost of death.