Steel Armor City

Crystal world.

Tirathemis came to the temple of wind chimes again, and the wind chimes were sleeping.

This is a good sign. Mortal sleep is restoring physical strength, while God’s sleep is reorganizing divine force. For wind chimes, the recent divine force loss is relatively high. Sleeping is helpful for her to recover as soon as possible.

Calculated based on the time of this world, Tirathemis will only come back every thirty-forty years or so, but this is already very frequent. In the eyes of the servants, this is a mention Ratmis was concerned about the first-class servant god, the wind chime, but only Tirathmis knew about it, he was a little anxious.

The fire bird born in the realm of gods is still flying in the air. Tirathmis waved his hand slightly, and the roof of the temple was suddenly stretched ten zhang high. Then he was right again. I flicked a finger at the fire bird, and the fire bird was hit by an invisible huge force and flew directly to a height of one thousand meters. Tirathmis waved his hand again, and the roof of the temple returned to its original position. The fire bird wanted to return to the inside of the temple and rushed down from a high altitude, but he could no longer find a place to get in. Wandering above the temple.

Most creatures born in the realm of gods have to return to Divine Realm instinctively. Outside, they instinctively feel dangerous. But when the fire bird was blasted out, the temple suddenly became much quieter. In terms of the time of this world, the fire bird has been hovering in the temple for hundreds of years. “Noisy.” Tirathmis said.

“She’s been asleep like this?” Tirathmis asked Arkham Oub, seemingly redundant. At this moment, the rock giant is obediently standing beside the divine throne of the wind chime, and a circle of purple crystal flowers has been nourished by the divine force of the wind chime on the ground under his feet. He has been standing here for hundreds of years. Arkham Oub was a little surprised, and said: “His Royal Highness, this is the fifth time you have asked me the same question in the past few hundred years. However, His Royal Highness Feng Chime has fallen asleep like this in the past few hundred years, even turning his body over. Never before.”

“Oh, it’s the fifth time.” Tirathmis sighed.

Tirathemis waved his hand, and a crystal seat grew from the ground. The crystal seat only has the basic characteristics of a chair, and there is no decoration on it. It looks a little more curvilinear than a chair carved out of crystal and does not look like a divine throne at all. This seat was much shabby compared to the wind chime seat, but it seemed that Tirathmis didn’t care at all and sat down.

“Creating a species completely different from this world is not an easy task. What it consumes is often the divine force of God itself, rather than the source power of this world, the essence of the world. The amount of source power has too many laws of the world itself, it is difficult to remove it when creating new things, and the divine force of God itself has sometimes broken through the amount of source power of this world, so it can be free from the world itself. Fettered by the law, the new things created will be different.”

The flame in Arkham’s eyes suddenly lit up. This was the first time he had listened to Tirathmis’s teachings with his own ears, and every word was knocked in his heart. As a servant god, he never thought that the source power of divine force would have such a use and characteristics.

Retracting his gaze from the wind chime, Tirathemis’s fingertips flashed, and the golden-yellow crystal plate engraved on it reappeared in his hand. The above figures are much better than when the wind chimes visited the temple last time. Tirathmis looked at the crystal board, but he was saying another thing: “Do you know why she created a creature different from this world?” Arkham Obliu stayed for a while, then shook the head. Although his body is a bit sturdy, his brain is not stupid. As a servant god, Tiratmis’s question is too difficult for him to answer at all. When he can’t answer it, it is better to wait for the answer from the Lord God. This is a kind of self-knowledge.

“For a god, the supreme life has no room for exploration in this world, and he will yearn for unknown realms. In Space Law, the breakthrough space restricts access to another world. Full of excitement, but also full of danger, because in another plane, his advantage may no longer be an advantage, his power may be your doomsday. Every powerful intruder will become that one. One of the probability that the face is destroyed, so as long as there are some conscious existences on that plane, they will gather and attack until the plane invaders fall. If no one takes them, most gods will be about to step into it. The plane is cautious. They use some of the creatures they have created to fight a front-line battle and explore to make sure that they will not be blocked immediately to the world after their breakthrough plane is limited, so as to avoid their destruction.”

“I can understand this.” Arkham Oub looked a little sad, “But now that your Highness has decided so, let it be your Highness.”

“You don’t Worry?”

“Worry. If your Highness leaves. This world may be destroyed. And our servant gods probably don’t have that much power to protect this world, and we can probably only wait for death here.” Arkham Oub said bluntly. “However, the thoughts of this plane are as simple as the elements that make up it.”

Tirathemis looked at him without speaking. He suddenly smiled faintly and said: “Then, give you a chance to become the Supreme God of this plane, will you choose to accept it?”

“To…Supreme God!?” Tirat Mis’s words hit Arkham Oub’s heart like a bolt from the blue. “His Royal Highness! What you mean…I don’t quite understand.” Could it be that Tirathmis was going to fall asleep while the wind chime…Arkham Oub shivered.

“You want to be crooked!” Tirathmis looked at him and scolded. Nothing escaped Tirathmis’s eyes.

Laughing and scolding, Tiratmis shook the head and slowly said: “Originally according to my design, after another thousand years or so, if calculated according to the time of another world, it should be twenty Around the day, I will be able to break through the limitations of this plane and rush into another plane at the cost of not destroying this plane, but will leave a loophole in this plane, and then I will leave this plane with the wind chime Face, enter another world. Strictly speaking, she is now regarded as my servant god, there is no problem in taking her out of this world. However, some changes have taken place in the outside world, that is, a grand scale has begun there. War, the result of this war will affect the existence of thousands of worlds. Objectively speaking, it is… a war of gods.”

Tirathemis looked at Aka again Mobu glanced, Arkham Obu was nodded, and expressed his understanding. What will the battle of gods beyond this world look like? Arkham Oub could not imagine.

“So, for the result of this war, I need to have a result in this world as soon as possible. And wind chimes, perhaps already guessed my concerns, so that my divine force is free from the shackles of this world She has already suffered a huge loss, but she is still trying to find another way to break through this world. I can’t refuse her kindness. Naturally, this is also a good thing for her. After all, thousands of people are trapped here. Years are not such a comfortable thing either.”

Arkham Oub was even more confused: “Then what do I have to do with this war? Or how can I help? Could it be that your Highness download is stuck While sleeping, you want to promote me to Supreme God. This is what you do?”

Tirathemis smiled nodded: “Yes! That’s right. Her divine force is damaged, too. Can’t take on heavier tasks anymore. At this time, it depends on whether you are willing to complete these somewhat challenging things on her behalf.”

“But how can I help you?” Kam Oub was a little excited, but at the same time very puzzled. The battle of Tirathemis, as the servant of the Level 2 virtual world, what can he do to help?

“Go to meet someone, fight, and create some opportunities for me to make the defensive power of this world weaker.” Tirathmis said.

Until he saw a huge wolf head staring at him with a pair of red eyes, Arkham Obu knew that the opponent Tirathemis had arranged for him was better than he looked It is not bad in terms of rare beastization of the shape. Especially the golden-yellow streamline, the layout of the etching on the body is very particular, there are rays of light flowing slowly inside, which looks very unique. And that wolf’s head is no less hideous than Arkham’s Oub’s body in the crystal world, but in terms of finesse, the wolf’s head is much more advanced than his rocky body.

Usually, when the body’s sophistication is comparable in strength, it will explain a problem from the side, that is, the ability to control power, that is, the skill of combat. The existence of high combat skills tends to pay more attention to the elegance of one’s appearance, because the use of strength is often associated with the appearance in terms of fluency in the use of movements.

Arkham Oub is looking at Atlas, and Atlas is also looking at Arkham Oub. Atlas’ two eyes swept from the top of the little flame to the bottom, and from below to the top, looking very surprised and puzzled. He pointed the little flame with his fingers and said: “One, two…ten…, just a few. In the past few days, why did Your Highness make another consciousness? I can see that this is different from the last time, that is purple, and this is brown. Could it be… Your Highness is doing a…son this time?”

The flames of Arkham Oub took a moment to slow down, and his consciousness was a bit stuck. What is Tirathemis’s…son? Does this world describe two similar relationships in this way? He was a little confused for a while.

And Tirathmis’s voice easily denied: “Ah…no, it should be said…the grandson.”

Atlas’ electronic eyes lit up. , And the flames of Arkham Oub brightened again. God… can also have grandchildren?

However, for such a created god, creation is not difficult, let alone a title?

“Well, your Royal Highness is really in good spirits!” Atlas stood up, turned his head to look at Arkham Oub, and looked at him again, as if looking for him. The place left the shadow of Tirathemis, and said: “Well… the things that your Highness creates are always so unexpected. Hey, grandson! That’s right, although the space for sealing the spirit is a Level 2 virtual space, but here is Space also has the ability to develop independently. The gods who make things here can’t control, and they have no control at all. Your Royal Highness is really a god who won’t waste even temporary virtual space!” Atlas’ eyes are electronic eyes, look. Not out of the heart, but his tone is very exaggerated, even with a human joking tone.

Tirathemis said with a smile: “They shut me up here, it’s really boring! So they know what to build, and they probably only turn a blind eye. But the little things created in this space are a bit unconvinced. They always think that they are the strongest in the world and like to fight. No, I’ll go back to the real world and take a break. He will come too. If I don’t bring him here, He is going to ruin all the lives of that plane. I really don’t know what to do. As you know, the things I create are free-willed, you are like this, so is he… Oh, I I find that I sometimes trouble myself.”

“It’s not a bad thing to like to fight! But it’s not my mouth, your lord, I’m afraid you dote on him too much and give him more abilities. Point, so in this temporary Level 2 virtual space, he becomes confident, so arrogant.” Atlas looked at Tirathmis. Atlas does not belong to the guardians of Tirathemis, so he does not feel that Tirathemis should be respected. As a mechanical warrior guarding Tirathemis, Tirathemis was trapped by the gods on the spirit, and it seemed that there was nothing terrifying.

“Well, yes! So I have an idea, do you want to fight him? In this way, he can at least know that there is always someone who is better than us. If you get frustrated, it will change. Be more honest….Just don’t know if you agree or disagree?”

Tirathemis is a god, a god stronger than a wind chime, but it’s a bit low, like asking When Atlas came to fight, Arkham Oub felt that something was worthless for Tirathemis and smiled bitterly. The trapped god did not even have the slightest dignity, and he was begging for his own creation. Something is being done, and the method is still deceptive!

This is a kind of sadness. Thinking of this, he suddenly understood why Feng Chime had to take such a big risk to complete the separation between himself and the plane. Before God, the desire for dignity and freedom is no different from that of an ordinary person.

Atlas looked at the spirit and said, “Fight me? Fight me? I have been guarding your Highness here for more than 20 years. Speaking of which is indeed panicking. , But how to fight? The space on Feng Spirit can’t get out, and he has no physical support in this space. We can’t find a way to fight even if we want to fight.”

“This question It’s easy to handle.” Tirathmis said with confidence, “Although the spirit cannot come in and out, it is for the consciousness that has been marked in the real world, and the independent consciousness that has grown out of the Level 2 virtual space. , He can’t tell, because those signs of consciousness are not marked in him at all! Therefore, you can send the consciousness of this little thing into your body, and you can fix it in your space, no Is it the best of both worlds?”

“This…” Atlas was taken aback.

The operation of independent consciousness requires a medium. Spirit is a light medium machine, which uses light as the carrier to run the core of Tirathemis’ consciousness, then, just like the way of existence of Tirathmis , Arkham Orb can come here from the Level 2 virtual plane, and the current way of existence is also based on light.

And if the code fragments that make up Arkham’s Oub can be exported, in principle, he can also be converted to a piece of code on other media running platforms. In this way, he can be released from the spirit. Enter another world.

The body of the mechanical warrior itself is a precision-running machine! Isn’t the mechanical warrior’s will itself a program?

“But…” Atlas was still hesitating.

“Can my body bear it?” His first concern was carrying capacity.

“That’s okay!” Tlatemis said, “He just reserves a beating, your home court, where can he go crazy?” Tirathemis thinks this is not a problem at all. . “Back then, when you recreated your bodies, you used the first-class materials, and these materials don’t even have extra! Just kidding, how can the individual battle strength of the angel group guarding the gods be low? Your body, even if it is. Carrying five consciousnesses at the same time, it is also able to operate freely!”