Chapter 243： Forgotten abomination

The palm of the giant soldier's whereabouts suddenly stopped.

Time and space seem to be frozen at this moment, everything in the world has stopped moving!

Only a calm figure was walking slowly.

"Enough."

Lord raised the five-finger virtual grip between his hands, inciting the will of **** to come, and lightly imprisoned the giant soldiers in place. Grimjo and Gwen, whose eyes fell in the deep pit below, said calmly: "Your performance , I’ve seen them all, so let’s end the test."

"Master Lord..." Grimjoo's hair was dyed red with blood, and he stood up from the pit staggeringly, a touch of unwillingness flashed across his face, and he roared: "I ...I haven't lost yet, please let me fight it again!"

"I...I too... Lord Lord." Although Gwen said so, she was actually worse than Grimjoo and was slapped by the giant soldier. , The lower body has become bloody.

"no need."

Lord shook his head, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes, and said: "I have fully seen your potential, even if you continue to fight, it will be meaningless."

Anyone can hear that the disappointment in his tone, especially in the eyes of Grimjo and Gwen, there is an indescribable sense of loss.

"Go back to heal your wounds, and prepare to be broken in a few days."

Lord turned around and disappeared after leaving a word.

"Hasward...he...is he disappointed in us?" Grimjoo asked with gritted teeth. This is the first time in his life that he feels Wrapped by deep humiliation.

"No." Hasward shook his head slightly and said bluntly: "Master Lord is not disappointed with you, but the expectations for you are too high."

"Expect?"*2

"Yes, hope."

Hasward pushed down the lens expressionlessly, and then said: "Master Lord thinks that you two have the potential to enter the Vastod class, so you arranged this battle, but you disappointed him. Up."

"Vastod..." Grimjoo's eyes condensed, and he muttered blankly: "So, is this what he expected of me?"

"Master Lord..." Gwen lowered his head in shame.

"No need to be ashamed." Hasward looked calm and said the most heartbreaking words: "It's not your fault. After all, your aptitude is nothing more than this, so there is no need to be ashamed of things that cannot be done at all. ."

In his eyes, Lord Lord looked at them somewhat.

Even if they had been forced to the edge of death, they still failed to explode the potential to reach the final peak. At least relying on their own strength, it is impossible for them to break through to the Vastod class in their lifetime.

Qualification is one of the most important criteria for determining whether Daxu can evolve or not!

From the very beginning, certain Daxu's aptitudes destined the end of the road to be Acchukas, not Vastod, who is above all Daxu.

No need to feel ashamed, no need to feel ashamed.

because.....

This is an innate destiny!

The meaning of Hasward’s words is exactly this. He didn’t want to deliberately ridicule or ridicule. He just put this cruel fact in front of Grimjo and Gwen!

Whether you are angry, unwilling, or resentful, you can't change these destined things!

Surprisingly, Grimjoo did not speak to refute this time. He just raised his head and stared at Hasward with those azure blue beast pupils. In his calm and silent gaze, he said no. Unknown pride and confidence.

"Perhaps you are right, Hasward."

Grimjoo slowly got up and said: "But I don't believe that there is a destined destiny in this world, if there is any...I will use my claws to shred the so-called destiny in your mouth!"

"interesting......"

The emerald eyes under Hasward's lenses shimmered, and the corners of his lips shook slightly: "Tear fate...it's up to you, can you do it? Grimjo Jacques. "

"Wait...Hasward"

Grimjoo grinned with a grinning smile: "I, Grimjoo Jakajak, will definitely become the king above all the emptiness!"

Hasward pushed down the lens and smiled: "I look forward to that day."

interesting......

The leopard's uninhibited and jealous eyes, as well as the arrogant and unyielding spirit, made him seem to understand why Lord Lord would like it so much.

Vastod...It seems that it is really possible!

"Go back and heal."

Hasward kept this expectation in his heart, and then faintly said: "After a few days, Lord Lord will personally dissolve it for you, and there will be a surprise for you at that time."

Grimjoo gave a cold snort, bit the immovable Gwen, and left the place with a ringing sound.

After everyone leaves.

"Um...what should I do with this big guy?" Hasward noticed the still imprisoned Titan Soldier, and couldn't help feeling a headache.

This guy's size is really too big, and he doesn't have individual consciousness yet. He belongs to an incommunicable existence. It doesn't seem to be a way to rush back to the corpse world, but if you stay here, you are afraid that this guy will be messed up!

Although it is only an experimental product, it is a broken face after all, and such precious materials cannot be easily destroyed.

Moreover, when Lord Lord left, he didn't specifically instruct what to do with it. Obviously, he was not satisfied with it, so he left it so casually.

"Forget it, seal it up first." Hasward thought about it, decided to seal it up first, and it won't be too late for Lord Lord to order it later.

...

Confession Tower.

After Hasward sealed the giant soldier, he suddenly remembered something, and quickly returned to the confession tower, respectfully: "My lord, do you remember something?"

"What's the matter?"

Lord sat cross-legged in the cell. Hearing Hasward's words, his brows couldn't help but raised slightly, and said in confusion.

"My lord, do you remember the hatred?" Hasward explained: "It was the green-skinned monster we caught during the New York battle. You asked me to turn it into a virtual reality."

That said...

Lord suddenly remembered, they also caught an abomination!

It's just that he hated being abused by Hasward into PTSD at the beginning, and the process of transformation was not smooth. Coupled with all kinds of things afterwards, he kept forgetting it.

If it hadn't been for Hasward's reminder, he wouldn't really remember it!

"Hate I remember, how is it?" Lord nodded and asked.

Hasward suddenly straightened his chest, his emerald eyes lit up slightly, and his tone was slightly proud: "Living up to the adult’s trust, hatred has been transformed into vain, and after this period of feeding, he has reached Chukas class."

"Oh...huh???"

Lord's eyes glared, and he was surprised: "What did you say? Detest... has become Yachukas?"

"Yes, Lord Lord." Hasward's lips raised slightly, and he said proudly: "The hatred has been transformed into an Akukas-level emptiness, and he has been sleeping in my shadow space."

"Wait... how did you do it?" Lord asked in surprise: "I remember it couldn't be transformed? Why did it suddenly become Yachukas?"

"It's very simple."

Hasward pushed down his glasses and said with a smile: "I made a hole in his chest and threw it in the Kilian pile. He was infected by the group of virtual spiritual pressure and transformed."