Abyssal Kingdom

These guys are big.

They came silently from another direction of the temple. Different from the holy and simple style of this building, everything in front of them was ancient and gorgeous.

At a glance, there were at least a hundred people, and some were out of sight.

Most of their clothes are white base, regularly decorated with gold and red tones, all are formal clothes, robes, complicated styles and intricate details.Clothes can generally be used to judge a person's identity intuitively. The embroidery patterns, materials and workmanship of these people's clothes all show that they are meticulously made and require a lot of energy.

The way these people stood obviously also followed a certain ritual procedure, and the positions of the crowd had a clear hierarchy. The guards of honor, servants, clothing details, and demeanor, this set of rules was engraved into the bone.

The last time Wei An saw this kind of costume was in a TV series, but now a group of people wearing the clothes of the theocracy in the Shenhuang era actually appeared in front of him.

Walking in the forefront were some people in white priestly robes.

Their clothes seem to be simple but luxurious in details, but what is amazing is that each of these people's skin has turned black, as if their flesh has been decayed for a long time, and even dried out, but they are still alive and moving.

And these are the core figures who really hold power in the dynasty.

This large group of people walked over silently, the scene was very solemn, everyone stared straight at Guiling.

Wei An was horrified. The actions of these people showed that they had strict etiquette and complicated civilization, but their eyes were like beasts, expressing greed and hunger.

Wei An held the gun with the safety on, and stared at the group of people, obviously confused and shocked without pretending.

He had already let go of Gui Ling's hand, trying not to look at him, as if they were really just ordinary colleagues.

When the warmth in his hand lost, Wei An felt cold for no reason. He wanted to get close to him and touch him again, without any purpose. What he wanted most was the same as what a child or an animal would do, just Physical contact reassured him.

But the light of the bones enveloped everything, and in this world, he had to carefully and completely hide this warmth in the darkness.

The moment these people arrived, Wei An felt something happened in the deep space, and some kind of power rose around him, seven of them surrounded Guiling.

This is a big operation, it is precise and ruthless, and it is a well-prepared hunt.

This kind of thing is like this, no nonsense, no matter how many rituals and gorgeous clothes it looks like, the core is bloody, just for one-hit kills.

Wei An thought about his most suitable reaction.

He originally wanted to ask a few questions in a shocked manner, but now everyone knows that this is not a paleontology research center. His uniform is relatively high-level, and he is with a superpower like Guiling. It is best to act smarter. .

In the end, he only looked at this group of people, and said in a deep voice, "What are you going to do?"

This group of people looked at them in silence, with really weird eyes, as if they were looking at food.

Standing in the center of the group of priests was an old man, whose robes were more ornate, almost entirely red-gold.

In his hand he held a scepter, made of bone and golden gemstones in the shape of the head of a howling beast, and the bones were wrapped with luxurious friezes.

He took a step forward and was the leader of the group.

Wei An could see that this person might have been tall many years ago, but now he is severely bent, which is a pathological atrophy of the body, coupled with the darkened skin, making him look very strange.

The high priest spoke, his voice was muffled and panting, as if he had a throat disease.

"Welcome to the most core and sacred area of ​​the Shenhuang Dynasty," the old man said, "This is the deep space, where all sacrifices are made to serve the gods and enter the temple."

This was said by Chao Guiling, he only had eyes for him.

There was a weird electronic sound in his speech, which was not made by a normal human being, and his tone was full of fanaticism.

While he was speaking, two weird men in white robes standing behind him began to unfold a series of floating screens in an orderly manner.

Wei An was startled when he first saw those two people. They seemed to have no faces, only a large white thing.But then he realized that they were data implanters, and their entire faces were implanted and covered by sophisticated instruments. They were display screens, electronic eyes, and detectors. Personal, every inch of flesh and blood is covered.

Very deep implantation, Wei An has never seen such a thing that survived.

They also seemed to be floating when they walked, but when they looked closely, they found that the legs and feet under the robes were actually wheels, which were implanted mobile devices, with a large area protruding from the back, like monsters with fairy spirit.

Wei An saw that the small hole in their face had a feeding tube drilled in it—there was probably a bag for excretion underneath—it was more like a tool than a person.

And the screen they unfolded is very modern. The Federation does not have such a floating screen, and biotechnology cannot support this level of implantation, and the body repulsion is too strong.

The title of the screen reads "God Analysis Program", and the sub-columns read "Divine Power Attribute", "Connection Value" and the like.

These people are all dressed in ancient clothes, their manners are full of the rigid sense of class of the old dynasty, they abuse the human body, and their faces reveal the fanaticism of the powerful hidden under the etiquette. They are almost like beasts, but their technology is so advanced.

All the cameras and electronic eyes are aimed in one direction, towards Guiling.

The latter faced this omnipotent spying and analysis with a cold face. Those data disassembled the situation of every part of his body, the system connection status, and the accuracy was scary, and he seemed to be very familiar with these things.

Wei An stood there stiffly, what they were analyzing was Guiling, and he was still safe.

The high priest looked at Guiling with satisfaction.

"Hanniao really found a good thing, the synchronization value with the divine body is so high," he said, "That kind of weak and stupid country doesn't deserve such a good thing, they don't know how to use your power at all."

Wei An thought, this person knows the Hanniao Group, he seems to regard Guiling as an illegal superpower of the mercenary group, that is to say, he even knows that they are wearing the uniforms there.

They also know about the Federation and have their own views on it.

This country has never been an isolated country. No matter how barbaric and ancient it looks, they actually have the highest level of space technology in the universe.

The two implanters moved uneasily.

The numbers on the screen changed rapidly, the type jumped several times, the program value suddenly increased, and the prompt bar turned red.

Even in this strictly regulated ceremony, there was still a murmur among the people, and a few knelt down directly.

Wei An heard a few trembling words, "It's the Guiling system", "the nine-level destruction system", "in a damaged state, but the connection is 100%"——

The High Priest stared at Guiling without moving for a moment. He didn't have to blink, it was already the rigid eyeballs of a corpse, without any reflection, it was completely empty and silent fanaticism.

Wei An had goosebumps.

"You...really come from..." He stopped, as if unable to say the following words.

Then he laughed, and it was a real maniacal laugh, terribly twisted across his face.

His laughter was silent, and the frenzy was fully presented in front of his eyes at this moment. The data on the screen jumped and stopped on an interface, which read: Guiling system, 100% completion rate, 3% usable memory, 30% illegal freezing, The system temporarily occupies 67%.Temporary occupancy can be retrieved.

There was still a dead silence around, and the high priest spoke.

"Welcome...the Hall of Returning to the Mausoleum and descending to the Temple of God." The high priest said, "The ancient gods have returned!"

When he was speaking, he looked at Gui Ling, his eyes were full of enthusiasm and coldness.

He raised his voice dramatically as he spoke the last sentence.

What did he do? At the same time as the voice was raised, the huge chain behind Gui Ling began to rotate.

It was a truly spectacular and terrifying spectacle, and it really connected to the world itself, and everything roared as far as the senses could see.

Sometimes when you are in a comfortable environment, it feels like the universe is stretching, now it is like in the depths of hell, and you feel the universe itself screaming.

The whole world is tightening, as if this space itself is a huge instrument of torture, Wei An wants to cover his ears, this is a huge mournful cry from the depths of the space, penetrating every grain of sand——

Even a powerless ordinary person can feel this scream, although the pain is so far away, like the sad wind in a dream, but it can feel great sadness and hopelessness.

Everyone looked up and listened at the same time—including those in the slums outside—everyone knelt on the ground, a very thorough kind of kneeling, completely prostrate on the ground.

Wei An watched the scene with horror, while Gui Ling stood expressionless.

The high priest knelt down on the ground, his posture was so respectful, humble, and full of desire.

"You will get back the real name of God, Your Highness Guiling, the God of Destruction, the essence of nothingness in the universe," said the high priest, "the ancient 'His Royal Highness Fuxi'."

His voice trembled with excitement as he uttered the last word.

"You have returned to the dynasty that truly belongs to you," the high priest said again. "With you, all the wars we waged will be invincible, and the rebels will be reduced to nothing—"

His voice was high, with a theatrical accent, for everyone here.

Guiling looked up at the direction of a certain weapon in the deep space, and said softly, "Then let me learn."

The next moment, the "flame" silently burned around him, rising up on the large bone-like walls of the temple and on the floor.

The hidden things around him appeared, like seven golden knives, completely surrounded him——

This is hunting, every knife has a very complicated relationship with the depths of space, burning around him, the flame looks sacred and illusory under this power, coating this bone-like world with luxurious light.

Gui Ling stood in the middle, watching all this coldly, dressed in black, he was a trapped prey.

Wei An was beside him, also in the center of the siege, and had a strong urge to escape. This was a trap, soaked in the smell of blood, and he didn't know how many creatures like them had been slaughtered.

He didn't move, although it didn't make any sense, but he wanted to stay by Guiling's side more.

Then he was stunned for a moment, and found that the panel of Wutong kept jumping, collecting information.

At the moment of this burning, Wei An saw the light of several huge golden flowers bloom not far away.

Wei An didn't notice them before, until Guiling destroyed a wall.

It is actually an anemone, but it is golden. At first glance, it seems to be a light and shadow effect, but it is not. It is a kind of power that blooms from the depths of space. It is extremely eye-catching, and the characters are constantly changing. It is connected with the deeper power of the temple. Together, inspire amazing power.

It was the man on the anti-gravity vehicle who was being swarmed, at the top of the crowd.

Wei An stared dumbfounded at the person inside the golden flower.

Attended, dressed in luxurious clothes, sitting in not so much an anti-gravity car, but an amazing floating throne.

This thing is very huge, and it is extremely complicated. There are a group of people kneeling under it, and some people are looking after him with exquisite water basins, flowers, painkillers and other things, full of ancient religious rituals.

But there... was a corpse.

It was utterly dead, severely decomposed, swollen, and spots of corpses could be seen.He should have been a man in his lifetime, dressed gorgeously, with a red mark on his forehead from a high-level power user in the Shenhuang era, and complicated golden patterns on his face. He couldn't tell what style it was, maybe it was the Shenhuang style, but it felt like thorns or chain.

He seems to be completely nailed to the chair by some kind of nail, so he even sits upright, but his eyeballs are all rotten, and there are no insects because the energy fluctuations are too strong, or it has been air-dried long ago. These people are simply I abused the dead body grandly.

There are three more people like this, who are also nailed to the "God Throne". Wei An can't tell which system they belong to. These people are equally terrifying, sitting upright, disabled, and with weird shapes, basically carrion.

There are four people in total, their "gods".

One of them was missing almost half of his body, as if he had been amputated. A normal person would not be able to survive if he cut it like this, but he was still alive, and the wound was wrapped in a gorgeous bandage.

Wei An always felt that he could hear their groans, among the gorgeous flowers, trembling, still alive.

"You will like it here, Your Highness Fuxi," the high priest said with a smile, "You will be well taken care of here."

Gui Ling looked at the carrion corpse, Wei An knew he was watching, but he didn't know what his expression was.

In the next moment, the whole world disintegrated under Gui Ling's power and rose upward.

Like rage, it suddenly swept through everything.

Decomposing flames rose from the priests in an instant, and those people were completely shattered within a few seconds. The human body is so fragile under this force.

The fragments of the body went up together with all these buildings, but Wei An had a faint feeling that some dark shadows stayed here stubbornly.

Seems like a stubborn stain that won't burn clean.

At the same time, the entire wall of the temple dissipated under the flames of Guiling, and the field of vision suddenly widened, and a large urban area below unfolded under his feet.

Wei An looked at the scene in shock. The land was bigger than he imagined. Those poor people in ragged clothes, soldiers, and some deformed creatures crawled out from the huts in the wilderness farther away, and everyone knelt down.

It seems that there is an invisible magnetic pole here, which alienates people's souls, making them face the temple, perform ancient rituals on the ground, and welcome the coming of the gods.

The fragments of the temple rose upwards, the sky opened faintly with huge blue eyes, and the whole world dissipated around the man.

Perhaps because of the influence of the Indus, Wei An has never seen the "flame" of Guiling so clearly like this moment.

Countless tiny particles are constantly changing, which are numbers.Counting down... no, jumping and debugging, and eventually everything returns to zero.

This is simply impossible, the matter in reality is subject to some extremely terrifying rules, and Guiling has digitized the whole world...

The world itself is not data, but it has been forcibly changed under the cover of that power. The internal structure, molecules, and energy are forcibly transformed into digital logic, and then rapidly changed, all reduced to zero, and ascended to the sky.

That is the core of Guiling's power. Under its cover, everything in the material world follows this rule, without exception.

Then Wei An felt that in this confrontation, some deeper things in this world were tightened, like gears interlocking and tightly biting together.

In the deepest part of space, there is a certain force mobilizing all resources, which cannot be resisted.These people ensure their power in the most extreme ways.

Gui Ling shook slightly, and Wei An's operation interface suddenly popped up a huge warning.

"There are thieves in the throne-level A-level takeover license program, and the control rate is 50%! Please deal with it immediately!"

Wei An's hairs are about to stand on end, this is a "contract".

A certain program was directly inserted into Guiling's contract, all the rising flames dissipated, and the constraints of an unknown level suddenly tightened.

All the destructive power dissipated, as if an invisible force was slowly extinguishing it.

Wei An unconsciously went to help Guiling, with the familiar and reassuring touch of his body in his hands.He has been in contact with Gui Ling many times, and at certain moments he tried his best to hold him tightly, as if he could hold him in his hand all the time.

At this moment, he could feel that the body temperature was higher than normal, and the skin was slightly convulsed.The blow caused him great confusion and pain, but he stood straight as if he didn't care.

This is even a very small matter for Guiling, Wei An understands it rationally, but he still feels a suppressed pain in his chest because of it, and he doesn't know how to deal with it, so Guiling must be suffering even more terrible pain.

Up to now, almost everything here has been completely destroyed by Guiling.

His expression was calm, and when the power dissipated, he looked like just an ordinary person, standing at the center of attention.

He didn't look like he was hit. He had known the result for a long time and was used to it.

Wei An didn't let go of him.A lot of boxes popped up on the Indus's panel, which security regulations were violated by certain programs, and certain mandatory security locks were deleted.

No matter what security measures ancient civilizations instituted for their "gods", here, all the rules of the past dissipated.

Not surprisingly, this is truly the Great Dark Ages.

Wei An heard a weird sound from the kneeling people in this city, just like the wailing of the decaying gods just now, this is a ritual imitation by all.

It's close to crying, but not quite like it, but it has the same meaning of mourning, pleading and cruelty.

It was the sound of hunger, all the food, the frenzied desire towards him, the smell of blood.

Guiling stood there, surrounded by crowds of worshipers in a large ancient city.

The magnificently dressed dignitaries of the temple stared at this scene, full of hunger and greed, and their eyes were almost shining.

The great chains were still there, and he was standing there, all the fear, all the adoration... all the frantic longing and attention on him.

He looked dazed.

He is extremely strong, but he is also like a ghost, as if he doesn't know why he is here, but he can't get rid of it.

He swept around wearily, alone, without direction or hope.

For some reason, Wei An remembered how Gui Ling pushed himself away in the hospital just now, and entered this space by himself, luckily he followed.

It's good to have him by his side.