Chapter 1122

The voice fell.

Ming Ruo opened his palm slowly.

A red light dribbles out and expands in the wind, turning into a dark red cylinder with a height of 10 meters and a diameter of 3 meters at the bottom.

Boom.

The tower shaped cylinder fell to the ground, as if it weighed a million jin, shaking the ground of the whole sheltered hall.

If there is no dark red dense, like blood, such as fog, around the cylinder.

The tower body is smooth and delicate, showing metal texture.

If you look carefully, you will find that there are obvious fine scale values in the four directions.

It's like an enlarged scale on a pupil's ruler.

Lin Beichen observed carefully.

The scale value of metal cylinder should be from 0 to 100

So, this thing is used to measure "fit", and the so-called range of fit is about 0-100?

In the main hall, a group of people who are qualified to participate in the selection have different faces and expressions, and they are tacitly silent.

"This artifact, called the tower of scales, is the artifact refined by the God himself for this feast, which is used as the only basis for determining the ownership of prizes for this feast."

Ming ruo's eyes swept all the people present and continued: "the artifact contains the divine will of the God. Even I can't interfere with its judgment, so I can guarantee absolute fairness."

Say, Ming Ruo big God bends a finger to flick lightly.

Hum.

The artifact [tower of scales] gives out a faint vibration sound.

I can see that the scale marks around its body are shining red and clear.

At the same time, the dark red glow of the tower suddenly seemed to be alive. It turned into a tentacle and stretched out from left to right to catch and grasp the "immortal helmet" and "dahuangxing meteorite" floating in the air.

For the next moment, these three things seem to merge into one and have some wonderful connection.

All eyes are fixed on the tower of scales.

It turned out to be an artifact given by God.

Fairness should be guaranteed.

After all, the artifact given by the LORD God, even the high God, can not interfere, which symbolizes absolute fairness and justice.

Ming Ruo, the great God, sat on the seat of God, looking at the crowd in his spare time.

His left hand was shaking the wine glass, and his mouth was smiling. He said: "the tower of scales can detect the fit between you and the two prizes, and the one with the highest fit can enjoy the two prizes alone. However, God wants to remind you that if the fit is not enough, don't force it, or you will be hurt by the tower of scales, and even worry about your life, It's not worth the loss... Well, I'm finished. Which one of you will come first? "

All the contestants in the hall hesitated for a moment.

"I will

。”

A three meter giant in animal skin armor came out on his own initiative.

"He is the most powerful warrior of the limestone deity, named manjiu. He is good at rock magic power, strong defense, violent attack, and mastering the secret skill of [petrifaction fury]. In the battle of howling abyss bridge in ancient times, he once killed an eighth level general with three knives, which can't be underestimated."

Xiangyan priest whispered.

"No impression."

Lin Beichen light tunnel: "doomed to a dead run dragon set."

"The fit test is not a contest of strength, the result is hard to predict."

Xiangyan priest didn't agree with him.

With people's eyes focused, man Jiu's huge body came to the tower of scales.

"Courage is commendable."

Ming Ruo God nodded and said, "let's go."

Under everyone's gaze, a red dense light projected from the tower of scales, wrapped man Jiu's huge body, dragged it away, and fell into the tower.

The tower of scales vibrated slightly.

Everyone was staring at the scale of the tower.

How much will man Jiu fit with the two prizes?

However, there is no change in the scale of the tower.

Only three minutes later, the accident happened.

Bang.

A mass of red light wrapped around man Jiu's body fell out of the tower of justice and fell to the ground.

Manjiu, who is famous for strengthening his body, is bleeding from his mouth and nose. He has blood stains on his limbs. He has suffered a lot of injuries. After struggling for several times, he reluctantly stands up and looks at the tower of justice in horror. It seems that he has encountered something extremely terrible.

Get hurt.

I got hurt.

"Fit... Zero."

Ming ruo's indifferent voice echoed in the temple.

There was a look of surprise and shock on everyone's face.

I thought that even if the fit was low, there would be a 20-30.

After all, this is a unit of measure with a full value of 100.

I didn't expect that man Jiu seriously injured himself and got a zero.

Manjiu, who was bathed in blood, looked at the tower of justice. His facial muscles twitched and his tall body trembled violently.

Not willing, not believing, not accepting

The huge shame and loss made the proud son of limestone God's family look distorted.

Finally, he lowered his head slowly.

After all, it's an artifact refined by the LORD God, and there will be no fallacy.

How proud he was before he entered the tower of justice.

Now it's the most popular

Lost people.

Because of the fit of 0, no one can break the lower limit.

For a moment, the air in the main hall was very quiet.

"I'll try."

A clear voice sounded.

Xu Heng, a swordsman in white, came out.

This swordsman, who was born in a short time, is rumored to have something to do with the great God "Tiandao" who once shocked the divine world. His performance in the God selection competition is also extremely amazing. He is favored by the major deities. He thinks that it is possible to enter the final top three, and his evaluation is far higher than that of the previous limestone deity manjiu.

"Well, let's go."

Ming Ruo God light tunnel.

A red dense shot from the tower of justice will wrap Xu Heng and drag him into it.

Not everyone expected, the dark red tower was really a violent earthquake.

It's a lot bigger than what happened before.

Then the scale of the tower of justice, the bottom one, suddenly glows like a flame.

It's over zero.

There was a tremor in everyone's heart.

The next second, on the scale, the bright red glare suddenly rose three spaces.

The fit has improved again.

How much agreement will Xu Heng achieve?

Everyone's eyes are fixed on the scale.

But the next moment, something strange happened.

On the scale that had already reached the fit 4, the value suddenly dropped back to 1

At the same time——

Bang.

A bloody corpse falls out of the tower of justice and hits the ground.

The hand of the corpse held a broken knife.

The blood was gurgling on the ground.

The crowd was stunned.

Dead... Dead?

Is this corpse Xu Heng?

"This... What's going on?"

A figure rushed out of the crowd and knelt down beside the corpse, shaking hands, turning to identify a few eyes, then burst out crying: "dead... Brother, how can you... How can you be dead? What the hell is going on? "

The man turned his head with anger and growled at the God sitting high on the throne.

Lin Beichen recognized that this man was the one who wanted to rush towards him but was stopped by Xu Heng.

The hall was as quiet as death.

Even Lin Beichen can't believe that the future of the God's new elite, the popular figure of God's election contest, has fallen down like this?

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