[Comprehensive] The growth record of the god judge

With a slight crisp sound, the shell of the transparent petri dish cracked piece by piece, and water droplets seeped out from the cracks, slowly soaking the sealed talisman.

The sound was not loud, but it was deafening to Fu Sangshen who was extremely sensitive at the moment.

"Kaka—"

The crackling sound continued, the crack grew bigger and bigger, a thin stream of water sprayed out from the center of the crack, and landed on the ground with a tick tick.

Everything stopped, all Fusangshen stared straight at the shattering container, everyone stopped breathing, and the only sound of glass shattering could be heard in the small stone room for a while .

It seemed as if something in everyone's hearts was also cracking. If... If he wakes up, does it mean that Shi also disappears?

Kaga was lying on the ground with a disheveled face, the wound on the back of his hand was bleeding profusely, his eyes were full of fanaticism looking at the broken vessel, and he muttered to himself.

"Finally... Finally woke up..."

The low soliloquy seemed to wake up everyone like a thunderbolt. Hasebe was the first to move. Regardless of his bruised body, he rushed forward like a madman, trying to block the small gurgling water with his hands. hole.

"Hasebe!"

Before Yaoken's exclamation fell in the air, Hasebe's body was bounced away by the spells surrounding the vessel with a bang!The circle of forgotten protective spells lit up inch by inch, brushing away the accumulated dust, and a circle of colorless walls rose from the ground!

Hasebe's body fell heavily on the ground, the wound that had been bandaged was cracked inch by inch, and the white bandage was stained with blood and dust, but he got up as if he didn't feel any pain, and jumped on it again!

"The main hall!"

This time the spell didn't bounce him away, but it was like an indestructible transparent wall between him and the vessel.Hasebe lay on the wall in despair, fisted with both hands and beat hard, but the iron wall remained motionless.The talisman has ripples like water, but it is stronger than steel.

Yaken's outstretched hand gradually lowered, losing the will to stop Hasebe.

The stone room was extremely quiet, only Hasebe's heart-piercing roar echoed in it, and as the crack gradually widened, Hasebe's voice gradually weakened, and the voice gradually carried a subtle cry.

Hasebe finally lay down on the colorless and transparent wall and burst into tears.

"The main hall... woo... Shi Ye..."

Fu Sangshen, who acted as if he was made of steel, burst into tears in front of everyone without any other reason, just because the master he devoted himself to had probably disappeared completely at this moment.

All the emotions accumulated over countless years erupted at this moment, like an erupting volcano that could not be contained.Hasebe cried until he was almost suffocated, and said that the transparent wall slowly slid to the ground, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear anything.

So naturally he couldn't detect the weird atmosphere that seemed to condense the air in the entire stone room in a sudden moment.

One foot slowly landed on the ground.

This foot is a man's foot, but it is so pale that it is almost transparent. The blue and purple blood vessels are clearly visible. There are still drops of condensation on the instep, which dripped onto the floor as it fell, and the ground was soaked. Scattered dust.

The black-haired young man was wearing a tight-fitting black vest, with the openings on both arms reaching to the shoulders, revealing smooth arm lines.The lower body is black trousers of the same color, half of which have been broken into rags, exposing a straight calf. There are drops of water dripping down, but none of them stay on the clothes.

This is the clothes I wore when I fell here that year. After so many years, it has not been eroded by the water. I have to praise the quality.

This is as it should be. The combat uniform worn by the puppet in the last battle is the best clothes he can find. It is the credit of this suit that he did not fall to his death in the base camp of the retrograde army.And for so many years, the retrograde army tried their best to get a little bit of it without harming the body. How could it be corroded and damaged after being soaked in water for a few years?

Hasebe couldn't see it, but the other Fusangshen could see it clearly.

The huge glass vessel was broken layer by layer, just like the ink that infects the night quickly gathered at a certain point, and the dots of ink color gathered into a black silhouette, as if it could swallow up all the light.

This young man who symbolized all their desperation walked out slowly, with both feet on the ground, arms raised, and one hand moved on the shoulder.

There was a tooth-piercing sound of joint activity, crackling like a string of small firecrackers being lit in the stone room.The young man moved his shoulders and neck, and there was an indescribable sense of oppression in his movements.

At this time, Hasebe finally realized that something was wrong, he raised his head with tears in his eyes, and met a pair of dark eyes.

The real weapon of war was lowering his head, his dark eyes could not penetrate a gleam of light, and he was staring at him indifferently through the wet bangs.

I was also having a long dream.

In the dream, the sky was filled with gray fog, and he was so drowsy that he couldn't lift his spirits. He could hardly feel his own hands, feet and limbs. He could only walk alone in the dark, unable to find the target, and let alone out of direction.

The will of the world oppresses two identical souls.It does not allow for restlessness beyond its bounds, and when one wakes up, the other must sleep.

Yamabuchi's warm body temperature soaked through his clothes, and the warmth seeped into his body, but it couldn't warm his skin no matter what.The world puts a film on Shiya's body, blocking everything that can come into contact with him.The warmth that Yamabachi had exchanged for his blood and soul falling into the darkness could only be blocked outside and unable to enter.

A faint cry came from the distant darkness, a sound Shiya often heard in his memory.On the battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke, there were mutilated corpses all over the mountains and plains. Soldiers who survived by chance transported these corpses back to the rear, burned them into piles of small ashes and put them in wooden boxes to bring to their families.

Shi is always the one who survived. He often replaces the mages who have exhausted their magic power and burns the corpses for them.He could always see such a sight.

Elderly people held wooden boxes and wept bitterly for their lost sons, young girls wept for their lovers who died in battle, and young mothers wiped their tears secretly with their big bellies, not daring to cry loudly because of the children in their stomachs...

He could always hear this cry of despair and grief.

Is this Yamabuchi crying for him?

It was almost impossible to control my messed up thoughts.His memory and thoughts were entangled into a messy ball of wool, and the areas in charge of various tasks in his brain seemed to be strung together. When he closed his eyes, all he could see were blurred and colorful blocks.His brain was a mess, and his fragile soul could not move under the pressure of the will of the world.

He couldn't even open his eyes, stroke Yamabuaki's hair, and tell him not to cry.

There was silence in the stone room, and everyone breathed even more lightly, for fear of disturbing the awakened humanoid weapon.

Kaga lay on the ground in a panic, covered in dust and blood. He opened his eyes wide in ecstasy, staring at the ultimate weapon that their retrograde army had tried their best to awaken the control over the years.

He knew part of the plan, and he was well aware of the role he played in this plan. It didn't matter if it was a cannon fodder used to delay time, as long as he could see it, he would be satisfied to see the humanoid weapon awake.

Kaga is a researcher with a high status in the retrograde army. He has been doing one thing since he was an octogenarian, and that is to study this body that fell from the sky.The retrograde army once gave up research for a period of time because of research difficulties, even cut off all funding, and transferred most of the researchers away. Only Kaga stayed firmly.

He believed that this body was a gift from heaven to them, and as long as he could decipher the code locked on it, he could control him and control this humanoid weapon that could destroy everything!

He maintained the puppet's body day after day, and even bought maintenance equipment out of his own pocket.Slowly relying on the obsession that was almost condensed into a solid body, he lived a poor life as an invisible person in the retrograde army.

Until the day of the final decisive battle between the retrograde army and the Government of Time, the blood-soaked boy in white suddenly appeared on the battlefield stepping on the aura of the teleportation array, invincible and overwhelming.

Kaga was far behind, grasping the news of defeat, knowing that his chance to rise had finally come.

The plan of the retrograde army is very simple. Kill Sanada Tokiya, mobilize the control chip buried in the golem's brain, gain control of the golem, and kill the fusangshen who are encircling and suppressing.

This plan is almost desperate, and there are many uncertainties in its implementation. The most important point is, even if they succeed in assassinating Sanada, who can guarantee that the chip will really work?

No one can guarantee.

But the battle situation is really imminent.After thousands of years of tempering, those Fusangshen have long since left their original duplicated bodies and become real gods. The combat power of each of them is not the same as before. If there is any trace of the army, it will be completely wiped out.

The retrograde army was seriously injured in the battle that year, and fled to various planes in embarrassment in order to leave behind fire. Who would have thought that their actions that they thought were very concealed were caught by the fusangshen, chasing and intercepting the oath all the way To drive them all to death.

In this unprecedented predicament, the remnants of the retrograde army even saw the terrible future of being wiped out in such despair.For the first time, they had a sense of coming to an end.

And at this moment, Kaga stood up, claiming to have developed a chip that could control the golem, and successfully broke through the golem's self-protection mechanism, along with a small wound on the back of his head, put the chip The chip was embedded in his brain.

So this crazy plan was passed, and the retrograde army was forced to a desperate situation, and finally couldn't help but put all their eggs in one basket, putting all their hopes of turning the tables on the puppet's awakening.The retrograde army at this moment is like a crazy gambler, holding on to that bit of hope and not daring to let go. No matter whether the result is a win or a loss, the Fu Sangshen will usher in the most vicious counterattack.

The author has something to say:

The reader group disbanded, I was self-willed, and I apologize to everyone.

It’s just that sometimes I hope everyone can think about my feelings occasionally, it’s really quite sad.

good night.

The car will make up files in the future.

And, if you sign a contract with Jinjiang, I hope everyone will support you a lot.