"Yes."
"What does this mean?"
"'Cooperation'." The old man replied, "His goal is to obtain true immortality. Immortality is more important than power, because as long as the former can be achieved, there is plenty of time to slowly obtain the latter."
"But this is difficult. His first consideration is to merge with the divine corpse. However, even if he has the divine fire seed—he deliberately let Ou Jincheng stop above the whirlpool, using the suns of two time and space to condense the fire seed to continuously burn it, but the memory of billions of years is still too thick for him to swallow. He must find a way to share the risk."
"You mean 'share'?"
"Yes, just like you helped Ms. Imaar share the risk just now."
Hitzfeld shuddered.
She knew what the other party meant... Just now she injected her own spirit into Xia's body, and used their "spiritual connection" to take over half of the memory diverted from the skeleton giant, so that Xia Yibing could bear it.
But it was precisely because she knew that she felt terrified—did this person mean that Yin Seul was also planning to find someone to share his memories with?
Who to look for?
Thinking of what he said about "cooperation", and thinking of what he said about Yinsel also dividing his "blood" and integrating it into the bodies of the residents of this city, a terrible idea quickly formed in her mind.
It is difficult for mortals to dominate simply by fusing with the corpse of a god. The difficulty lies not only in strength, but also in the fact that human spirits are too weak.
The memory on one side is at most a few hundred years, while the memory on the other side is billions of years. When the two sides merge, do you need to think about which one will be the dominant one?
There is no point in simply dividing blood to create an avatar...but what if it is done in order to share memories?
On the one hand, he allowed his blood to penetrate the bodies of the residents of Oujin, creating a group of "basic carriers". Every year, he let Oujin City patrol the ground according to the set trajectory, and regularly exiled some people to let them merge into the world above ground, so as to spread his bloodline from generation to generation...
On this basis, after the real transformation of Oujin City, the corrupted halo that illuminated the corpse of the evil god was projected from the other end of the vortex to the sky, forming a false sun, a mirage, shining on the earth day after day, and strengthening its connection with all incarnations through a mysterious ritual.
In the end - as long as he awakens all the incarnations, all the creatures on the Elsa continent will be temporarily used by him, controlled by him to share the memory of the evil god. He will have the opportunity to complete the devouring of at least one evil god in that instant, and his life and spirit will be upgraded!
This is the truth about the blood of salvation!
He controlled the Church of the Mother of Savior and continued to spread the faith in order to replace it!
“Impossible!” Luca immediately stood up and retorted, “You mean… as long as they don’t have a negative reaction to sunlight, they have been contaminated by him?”
Hitzfeld's brows jumped again, and he turned to meet Xia Yibing's eyes.
Xia Yibing had tried to touch the sunlight with her hands before, and she didn't feel any discomfort when she was exposed to it... It's not that she didn't notice these things.
There can't be pollutants in Xia's body, right?
Xia is the descendant of Imaar, who were exiled after a hundred years of bloody war. If the sun of Aisha Continent existed before that, Imaar’s bloodline might also contain his power...
But we have had close contact many times... If there was, how could the divine eye not feel it?
"As for her, since the blood power in Imael's body is the purest... almost equal to the sum of billions of blood drops in the Elsa continent, there is a high possibility that she rejected his blood and is immune to sunlight."
Improl said calmly.
"Hitzfeld is an outsider. She is a pure Sarai, and her bloodline has never been polluted. She can sense evil thoughts from the sunlight. It should be the divine eye that is giving her a hint."
"As for you... Luca, let me be frank. You should write a real suicide note."
The intelligence system of Oujin City had passed on the news from Neptune City. Luca's death was a big deal on earth, and he could guess what happened.
"Mad man! Mad man!!!"
Luca paced in the yard with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself as he walked.
Instinctively, he didn't want to believe what this guy said.
What myths, holy cities, and the division of flesh and blood... Such an outrageous story sounds like nonsense! !
If he had not met Hitzfeld and his group, and had not been assassinated by the guys from the Mechanical Kingdom, he would definitely think so.
But he had experienced it before, and he knew that the bastard Yin Sel existed, so he couldn't treat it as nonsense, damn it... His reason told him that it was all true!
Then he suddenly stopped and looked at Improl: "...Why are you saying this now?"
"Why don't you ask me why I'm hiding here all the time?"
Improl spoke frankly.
"Yeah... you know so much, and you have the opportunity to change everything, why don't you do it?"
"What can you do?" He was asked in return, "What does it matter if I tell you this? You can't get close to the whirlpool, and you can't destroy the holy city over there."
Luca grabbed his few strands of hair, his expression a little hysterical: "You can at least go to the ground... Come to me and talk to me, we can find a solution together..."
"It's no use," Hitzfeld interrupted.
"Yinsel is still alive. I don't know about him on the ground, but here - the people living in this floating city are bathed in that kind of sunlight all year round. They have a very close connection with Yinsel. Everyone can be said to be his spy."
"He is being watched by a whole city. He can't escape."
“What should we do?” Luca was going crazy and couldn’t help yelling at her, “Just waiting to die?”
Although he didn't know what Yinsel was going to do specifically, or when he would actually take action, he had a sense of imminent crisis and always felt that the day of destruction was about to come.
Is there nothing that can be done?
Being silently infiltrated and contaminated, without even the slightest possibility of resistance?
How could he accept this?
"It's not waiting to die."
Everyone was silent. After a while, Hitzfeld thought about it and decided to speak.
The atmosphere is too depressing, it needs to be mentioned.
"Xia." She looked at her two companions over there, "Do you remember the power core of the Pierre?"
She was talking about the Apis Cube...why was she asking that?
"I don't believe Alvin is completely controlled." Hitzfeld said syllable by syllable.
"She is a very opinionated person. I believe in her ability. She mentioned that thing to me many times. It must be because it is extremely important to solve this dilemma."
The Apis Cube is an object that is suspected to be a divine artifact. Its greatest feature is that it can store and convert almost all energy.
Xia Yibing quickly recalled the unique functions of the Apis Rubik's Cube.
The reason why the Pierre can sail on the high seas is because of it. A submarine with normal power cannot sail that far. If there is not enough fuel, it will be stuck halfway.
It can also convert electric current as a means of attack... It has a variety of uses, and in extreme cases it can even meet the electricity needs of a city.
A city…wait, is that what she meant?
"New Oujin City." Hitzfeld nodded to her. "I suspect that its interior is a mechanical structure."
"Master Luca has doubted this, too." She looked at Luca. "'Floating in the sky year after year on a predetermined trajectory, as rigid and precise as a mechanical clock'... This is very much like a machine. I have reason to doubt its true power."
“I…” Luca opened his mouth but didn’t respond.
"And the timing is right." Xia Yibing stood up.
"The time of Aisha Continent has been folded... Excluding the time of the folding, the time when Lengdis descended is not much different. He only mastered the mechanical path halfway through, so it is very likely that he temporarily changed the construction method! The power here is not gas!"
Mechanical... If this city is a mechanical structure, then what if there is an Apis Cube!
Can they control its movements?
Even further thinking, can we control it to drift to the big whirlpool and knock down the real Oujin Holy City? Completely destroy that bastard's plan?
She became extremely excited at the thought of this.
During these short ten minutes, my mood was like a bumpy roller coaster ride, but fortunately the end was not despair!
"Where is the thing?" Madeline also realized how important the Apis Rubik's Cube was.
Whether we can turn the tables, it can be said that most of our hope lies in the Rubik's Cube.
"I asked them to bring it up..." Hitzfeld whispered.
They were referring to Ethan and his group.
She trusted Alvin, from beginning to end.
So she had this suspicion a long time ago, which is why she asked Ethan to bring the Rubik's Cube with him when he came up.
After all, it is a prop that is suspected to be a divine weapon. Even if it is only used for temporary discharge of electricity, it can still be a sharp weapon.
You're going all in and gambling your life... wouldn't it be stupid to keep it and not use it?
I didn't expect it to be such a blessing in disguise.
Now it's time to find a way to get the stuff.
Just when Hitzfeld was about to leave immediately to find someone, footsteps were heard outside.
She's a nun.
The nun rushed into the yard with a look of panic on her face. She came close to Improl and whispered something, and the old man looked up suddenly.
"Your Majesty is awake."
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Ahem, I'll give you more than 9000 words first. The complete plot will be much longer if I write it. The word count will be supplemented in the next update. Please forgive me~Please forgive me~
Chapter 181 Pride of Blood and Bone
Zoom out and look quickly from the backyard of the church to the east, and you can see countless spires converging in a spiral shape in the east of the city, jointly guarding and splicing together to form an extremely strange and magnificent palace.
Hitzfeld and his group entered through the front door, glancing at the guards on both sides from time to time as they walked. Everyone felt depressed and nervous.
This is because they have discovered the truth and changes of Xinoujin City.
The truth - the truth that everyone could be Yin Seer's clone.
The change—the looks from everyone, from passers-by to guards, the divergent attitudes, the strange change.
“It shouldn’t be like this…” Luca was a little lost, “It has never been recorded… No one can transform into anything… This is simply a paradox… This is impossible…”
Obviously, their action of going to the temple to look for "Improl" made the real Yinsel feel seriously threatened. Hitzfeld originally planned to avoid these people and look for his companions, but he didn't expect... as soon as he came out, everyone on the street turned their heads and looked at him at the same time.
A whole street of people - it's like you just finished something and walked out of a building, whether you were planning to go home or squat on the steps to rest, at that moment, you saw everyone walking on the street stop and turn their heads to stare at you.
It was definitely not a good experience, and honestly, her breathing stopped at that moment.
Even if this strange phenomenon quickly recovered, like solidified water began to gush out again, and the still time began to move forward again, people continued to turn their heads and do their own things, as if the scene just now had never happened at all.
But how could she pretend it didn't happen?
It was at that moment that Hitzfeld truly realized that both sides had already made their cards clear to some extent.
"Improl" is the spirit of the body left behind by Yinsel. He has different ideas from the original body and has been under house arrest inside the temple for many years.
The body of the Human King should be facing the same dilemma, so there is no need to think about who the traitors are, because they are all traitors. The number may even exceed the number on the list. It would take ten thousand or one hundred thousand times to be considered objective.
One must make the following assumption: in this floating city, except for the companions one knows, everyone else is the incarnation of corrupted blood.
People are the iron felt and the spies.
Xinoujin is a cage of flesh and blood.
A cage made of living life.
So is this a warning?
As he walked, Hitzfeld was still thinking about the horrifying scene.
Almost everyone in the city has his blood in their bodies... He wants to imitate the Blood King's methods and use this method to control and monitor the city.
So no matter what we do here, no matter how we hide it, it will not be hidden from him.
Ethan and the others had undoubtedly been discovered long ago.
This is how he forced me to go to the palace.
The consequences of [not going] were so obvious that she felt helpless, but there was still a chance for her to break the impasse.
As long as she guessed the most crucial thing...that is, the thing she told someone in the thunderstorm...it was possible...
Unless I'm wrong.
Do not……
Her eyes became firm.
I can't be wrong.
