Chapter 303

Crystal world.

Tirathamis came to the temple of the wind chime again, and the wind chime was sleeping.

This is a good phenomenon. Mortal's deep sleep is to restore physical strength, while God's deep sleep is to reorganize the divine power. For Fengling, the recent loss of divine power is relatively high, and deep sleep is conducive to her recovery as soon as possible.

In terms of the time of the world, tirathamis only comes back every thirty or forty years or so, but this has been very frequent. In the eyes of the service gods, this is tirathamis' concern for windbell, a first-class service God. Only tirathamis himself knows that he is a little anxious.

Born in the realm of God, the Firebird is still flying in the air. With a wave of his hand, the top of the temple is suddenly stretched tens of feet high. Then he flicks a finger at the Firebird, and the Firebird is directly hit by an invisible huge force and flies to a height of 1000 meters. Tirathamis waved again, and the top of the temple returned to its original position. Firebird wanted to return to the interior of the temple and rush down from the high altitude, but could no longer find a place to get in, so he had to linger on the top of the temple.

Most creatures born in the realm of God instinctively return to the realm of God. Outside, they instinctively feel dangerous. But the Firebird was thrown out, and the temple was much quieter. In terms of the time of the world, Firebirds have been hovering in the temple for hundreds of years, "noisy." So said tirathmis.

"Is that how she sleeps all the time?" Tirathamis asked akamuob, seemingly unnecessarily. At the moment, the rock giant stood by the seat of the wind chime, and a circle of purple crystal flowers had grown on the ground under the nourishment of the wind chime. He has been standing here for hundreds of years. Akhamob was a little surprised and said, "Your Highness, this is the fifth time in hundreds of years that you have asked me the same question. However, his highness Fengling has been sleeping like this for hundreds of years. He has not even turned over. "

"Oh, the fifth time." Exclaimed tirathmis.

Tiratimus waved and a crystal seat grew out of the ground. The crystal chair only has the basic features of the chair. It doesn't even have any decoration on it. It looks a little more curved than a chair carved out of crystal. It doesn't look like a God's seat at all. This seat is much more shabby than the seat of the wind chime, but it seems that tiratimus doesn't care at all and sits on it.

"It's not easy to create a species completely different from the world. What it consumes is often the divine power of God itself, not the original power of the world. The original power of the world has too many laws of the world itself, and it's hard to get rid of them when creating new things, And God's own divine power has sometimes broken through the original power of the world, so it can not be bound by the laws of the world itself, but create new things that will be different. "

The flame in akhamob's eyes suddenly lit up. It was the first time that he had listened to the teachings of tirathamis, and every word was in his heart. As a servant God, he never thought that the original power of divine power would have such use and characteristics.

Looking back from the wind chime, the fingertips of tirathamis flashed, and the golden crystal plate engraved on it reappeared in his hands. The above figures are much better than the last time Fengling visited the temple. Tiratimus looked at the crystal plate and said something else: "do you know why she wants to create something different from this world?" Akhamob was a little stunned, then shook his head. Although he was a little stout, his brain was not stupid. As a servant God, the question of tirathamis was too difficult for him to answer. When he could not answer, it was better to wait for the Lord's answer. This was a kind of self-knowledge.

"For a God, there is no room for the supreme life to explore in this world, and he will yearn for the unknown. In terms of space law, it is full of excitement and danger to break through the space limit and go to another world, because in another plane, his advantage may no longer be an advantage, His power may be the end of you. Every powerful intruder will become one of the possibilities for the plane to be destroyed. Therefore, as long as there is some conscious existence in that plane, they will attack until the plane intruder falls. If there is no one with them, most gods will be cautious about the plane they are about to enter. They use some of their own creatures to fight and explore, so as to ensure that they will not be immediately blocked when they go to that world after breaking through the plane limit, so as to avoid being destroyed. "

"I can understand that." Akhamob looked a little sad, "but since your Highness has made such a decision, it's up to your highness."

"Don't you worry?"

"I'm worried. If your highness leaves. The world could be destroyed. And our servant gods probably don't have so much power to protect the world. Maybe we can only wait here to die. " Akamuob said it bluntly“ However, the thought of this plane, like its elements, is relatively simple

Tiratimus looked at him and did not speak. He suddenly gave a faint smile and said, "well, if I give you a chance to become the supreme god of this plane, will you choose to accept it?"

"To... The supreme god!" Tirathamis's words were like a bolt from the blue, hitting akamuob's heart“ Your highness! I don't quite understand what you mean Is tirathamis going to sleep while the wind chimes... Akamuob shuddered.

"You're wrong!" Tiratimus looked at him, laughing and scolding. Nothing escaped the eyes of tirathus.

After laughing and scolding, tirathamis shook his head and said slowly: "according to my design, if it is calculated according to the time of another world, it should be about 20 days, I can break through the limitation of this plane and rush into another plane. The price is not to destroy this plane, but it will leave a loophole in this plane, Then I will leave this plane with the wind chime and enter another world. Strictly speaking, she is now my servant God. I have no problem taking her out of this world. However, some changes have taken place in the outside world, that is, a large-scale war has begun there. The outcome of this war will affect the existence of tens of millions of worlds. Objectively speaking, it was... Divine war. "

Tiratimus looked at akamuob again, and akamuob nodded to show that he understood. What will God's war beyond the gods of this world look like? Akamuob can't imagine.

"So, for the outcome of this war, I need to have an outcome in the world as soon as possible. Wind chime, perhaps having guessed my worries, is still trying to find another way to break through the world when it has suffered huge losses in breaking away from the shackles of the world. I can't refuse her kindness. Naturally, it's also a good thing for her. After all, it's not very comfortable to be trapped here for thousands of years. "

Akhamob was even more confused: "what do I have to do with this war? Or what can I do for you? Is that what your highness wants to do to promote me to the highest god

Tiratimus nodded with a smile: "yes! you 're right. Her divine power is damaged, and she can't undertake more tasks. At this time, it depends on whether you are willing to replace her to complete these challenging things. "

"But what can I do for you?" Akhamob was a little excited, but at the same time confused. What can tiratimus, as the servant God of the second level virtual world, do to help?

"To meet someone, to fight, to create some opportunities for me, to make the defensive power of the world weaker." Tirathmis road.

It wasn't until he saw a huge wolf head staring at him with red eyes that akamiob realized that the opponent that tiratimus had arranged for him was no worse than his appearance in the aspect of monster. In particular, the golden streamline, etched on the body layout is very particular, there is light flowing slowly, it looks very unique. The head of the wolf is no less ferocious than akhamob's body in the crystal world, but in terms of fineness, the head of the wolf is much more advanced than his rock body.

Usually, when the fineness of the body is equal to the strength, it will explain a problem from the side, that is, the ability to control the strength, that is, the skill of fighting. The existence of high combat skills, often pay more attention to their appearance of elegance, because the use of strength, often in the use of movement in the process of fluency and appearance.

Akamuob is looking at atlas, and atlas is looking at akamuob. Atlas's two eyes swept from the top to the bottom and from the bottom to the top of the small flame. He looked very surprised and puzzled. He pointed to the small flame and said, "one, two... Ten... Just a few days. How did your highness make another consciousness? I can see that this one is different from the last one. That one is purple and this one is brown. Is your highness a son this time

Akhamob's flame slowed down for a moment, and his consciousness was a little bit stuck. What is the... Son of tiratimus? Is this how the world describes two similar relationships? He was a little confused for a moment.

And tirathamis's voice easily denied, "ah... No, it should be said... It's grandson."

Atlas's electronic eye lights up, and akamiob's flame lights up again. Can God have grandchildren?

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

"Well, your highness is really in a good mood!" Atlas stood up, turned his head from left to right, looked at akamuob, looked at him carefully, as if looking for the shadow of tirathamis on him, and said, "well... The things your highness creates are always so unexpected. Hey, grandson! That's right. Although the space of fenglingtai is a secondary virtual space, the space here also has the ability of independent development. The gods can't control the creation of things here, and they can't control it at all. Your highness is a God who will not waste even temporary virtual space Atlas's eyes are electronic eyes, can not see the heart, but his tone is very exaggerated, even with a bit of human joking tone.

Tirathamis said with a smile, "it's boring for them to lock me up here! So if they build something, they will know it, and they will probably turn a blind eye to it. However, the little things made in this space are somewhat unconvinced. They always think that they are the strongest in the world and like to fight. No, I go back to the real world to have a rest, and he will come too. If I don't bring him here, he will waste all the life of that plane. I really don't know what to do. As you know, everything I make is free will, so are you, and so is he... Well, I find myself sometimes in trouble. "

"It's not a bad thing to like fighting! But it's not me, your highness. I'm afraid you spoil him too much and give him more skills. So in this temporary secondary virtual space, he becomes arrogant and arrogant. " Atlas looks at tirathmus. Atlas did not belong to the guardian of tirathus, so he did not feel that tirathus should be respected. As the mechanical warrior guarding tirathus, tirathus was trapped on the platform by the gods, which seemed nothing to be afraid of.

"Well, yes! So I have an idea. Why don't you fight him? In this way, he can at least know that there is a day outside the world and there are people outside the world. If he is frustrated, he will become more honest Just don't know if you agree or not? "

Timothy is a God, even more powerful than the wind chime, but this will be a bit humble, like asking atlas to fight. Akhamob not only feels that some are worthless for Timothy, but also has a wry smile. The trapped God does not even have any dignity. He is asking his creation to do something, and the means are deceptive!

This is a kind of sadness. Thinking of this, he suddenly understood why Fengling had to take such a big risk to complete the separation of itself and plane. In the presence of God, the desire for dignity and freedom is no different from that of ordinary people.

Atlas looked at Feng Lingtai and said, "fight with me? Fight me? I've been guarding your highness here for more than 20 years. I'm really flustered, but how can I fight? We can't get in and out of the space on fenglingtai. He has no physical support in this space. We can't find a way to fight. "

"The problem is easy to handle." Tiratemis has a plan in mind. "Although the funerary platform can't get in or out, it's aimed at the consciousness that has been marked in the real world. However, the independent consciousness that grows out of the secondary virtual space can't be distinguished, because the marks of consciousness don't have marks in him at all! So, you can send the consciousness of this little thing to your body, and you can repair it in your space, and you will have the best of both worlds? "

"This..." atlas was stunned.

The operation of independent consciousness needs media. The funerary platform is a light media machine, which takes light as the carrier and runs the core of consciousness of tiratimus. Then, just like the way of existence of tiratimus, akamiob can come here from the secondary virtual plane, and the current way of existence also takes light as the carrier.

If the code fragments that make up akamuob can be exported, in principle, he can also be converted into a piece of code on other media platforms. In this way, he can enter another world from the platform.

The body of the mechanical warrior is a precision machine! Isn't the will of the mechanical warrior a program?

"But..." Atlas still hesitated.

"Can my body bear it?" His first concern is carrying capacity.

"No problem!" Tratmis said, "he just owes a beating. Where can he go when you play at home?" Tirartemis thought that was not a problem at all“ In those days, when you remade your body, you used superior materials, but now these materials are not even redundant! I'm kidding. How can the Angel Group guarding the gods have low combat power? Your body, even if it is carrying five senses at the same time, is able to work freely! "