Abyssal Kingdom

The ceremony is over.

During the whole stage, the temple seemed to be still, and people knelt on the ground piously, feeling the long torture process.

At the end, Guiling was drenched in sweat as if he had been fished out of the water.

Those nail-like rays of light faded away, only a trace of golden marks on his skin could be seen when looking closely.

He was nailed in this huge city, and the "God's Throne" was slowly growing lines, as if it was alive, and there really was a deeper space affecting it, which was the shape of a chain.

Opposite him was the carrion, no, four, with rotting eye sockets facing the void.

The high priest looked at Gui Ling with satisfaction, the latter was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his whole body was trembling.

But he was sitting upright on the divine throne, there was nothing to hide or avoid, his hair was wet against his cheeks, he looked exhausted, his eyes were still cold, and he didn't see anything.

The high priest's scepter rested slowly on Guiling's shoulder, close to his neck, and he couldn't move at all, the man just left it like that.

Up to now, this action can't be called an attack, but Wei An feels extremely dirty and disgusting.

"Look at you, you are perfect," said the High Priest.

Another deputy priest stood behind him.

"It's like a butterfly," said the other party, "nailed to the board smoothly and steadily, and you can admire it at will."

Wei An has also heard his name. He has lived for a long time, with a rotten skin, and his eyes have been replaced, a flat reflection of no emotion.

"I haven't seen a butterfly for many years," said the high priest.

"We'll see each other in the future." The deputy priest said, "This time we nailed a big guy, it's so rare, and it's really beautiful."

They looked at Guiling, and Wei An felt that everyone's eyes were disgusting.

The high priest turned to look at Wei An.

"You can stay in the divine car and go to the shrine with him. We have made arrangements and equipped enough slaves," he said.

He looked at him like looking at a bug, with a bit of funny and cruel affection.

When he was speaking, a group of "slaves" walked over with their heads bowed, and knelt down a large area beside the god's seat. They were obedient and could not see their faces. They were a group of replicas without any personality, and because they were still human, it felt very weird.

Most people think that the "slave system" was created by Wu Sen, but Wei An knows that its embryonic form is divine. Thinking about it now, this kind of contract transformation professional dynasty will indeed be very good at it.

Although the ability of interstellar navigation is limited in the Great Dark Age, communication has always been good, and some technologies have been spread to other places through words in the chaos and continue to develop.They have been resisted in many places, but the kind of technology that makes others completely obey and love themselves is so strong in survival, and eventually spread all over most of the universe where human beings live.

How many of the seemingly featureless people here have this kind of system in their heads?

Maybe they don't need to. In this closed, high-pressure world where the rulers wield extreme force, they can only choose to be domesticated.

"Of course, I will unlock it for His Royal Highness Fuxi soon." The high priest continued, "At that time, he will need to take a bath, put on new clothes, and enjoy the life of ordinary people."

When speaking, his scepter was still on Gui Ling's shoulder, as if it was his property.

"But I think he won't be able to take a bath and change clothes by himself in the future. I'm afraid he won't be able to accept it for a while. If he wants to move, you can comfort him." He added.

Wei An stared at him viciously, and the other party didn't mind his anger at all, he just seemed to find it funny.

For these people, the anger of the subordinates is something that will eventually be consumed and destroyed. Wei An understands this, and he himself was one of them.

Another priest with a lower status began to lecture Wei An.

"This is a deep slave collar around your neck, which is tied to the temple, don't try to take it off." He said, "Someone will teach you the basic rules of doing things at night—"

He gave a bunch of orders, saying things like "he will be your divine master in the future, you should thank the high priest for allowing you to get on the divine chariot", "kneel on the ground when the divine chariot comes", the tone is very natural, as if from the universe. That's how it was created.

When the ceremony was over, the destroyed bony structure had grown back, and its specifications had changed subtly, making it a little bigger.

Because the corpses of some dignitaries in the temple hadn't grown yet, the standing positions of the crowd changed, and Wei An saw another "sacred car" in the corner.

It is also very large, and there are a group of slaves kneeling around it. The high priest didn't use its power before, so Wei An didn't notice it. At this moment, he saw the man nailed to it.

He froze for a moment, he knew this person.

Adele, one of the few legal superpowers in Taoyuan, although she is wearing a gorgeous white robe, Wei An knows her.

She is an "other type of power user" and is a civil servant. She can directly interpret specific information without looking at it, and can understand some ancient civilization materials for which she doesn't know what to use.

This kind of power is very weak, and the deciphered ancient civilization information is currently completely incomprehensible and almost useless, so it was transferred to the Central Police Station by the Ministry of Science, and then put in Taoyuan for file management.

She has been crying silently there.

She was the result of a laboratory run by a fringe institution of the Ministry of Science on a garbage planet. She was sold by her father, and she didn't even have a last name.

Wei An had only seen her a few times at banquets, a very young girl who seldom spoke, only smiled as carefully as she could.Those people invited her because she is a superpower, a curious existence that everyone in the circle wants to get acquainted with.

Wei An thought, of course, data management, she is Kali System.

The high priest noticed Wei An's gaze, and also glanced at the people behind him.

"Our new Highness Kali," he said, "when she is fully connected, she will mention the same executor level as Mande, and she will be the great god sitting in Shenhuang City. This place will exist forever and become the highest level in the universe. City."

He was talking about the classification of Shenhuang's strongest power user back then, and "Mande" was probably the unlucky ghost who had completely turned into a corpse.

Wei An was terrified to hear that, because she was definitely not in the severely eroded Beishan Paleontological Research Center, she was in the Central Police Station of Taoyuan Province!

He thought of the messy building he saw just now, with the federal logo on it, and realized that it was the reference room of the Provincial Headquarters of the Central Police Department, and those people dragged over half a floor.

That's the police station, and it's in Tongyun.

They directly attacked another high-defense city and institution, and found the new Kali system.

Wei An was sure that the two superpowers he met in the city hospital before would also be caught.

This is a precisely planned upward expansion. The power of this empire is strong enough to start looking for new "gods" as spoils of war on a large scale to enhance its own power.

Their understanding of the federation was unexpected, and they knew that there must be many powerful superpowers in Taoyuan - Li Yingquan is a typical example - enough for them to complete a large system.

Wei An had a feeling before that too many people were trapped, the country was expanding and wanted to replenish the population, and mercenaries like him would not be killed casually.

It seems right now.

Wei An lowered his eyes and said nothing.

As a wealthy man of the Federation and a former senior official of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he is quite familiar with the slavery society.

He cautiously walked to Gui Ling, the man was sitting on the "sacred seat", unable to move at all, Wei An touched his hair very lightly, his hair was drenched with sweat.

Gui Ling closed his eyes, he thought he didn't want to be seen like this.

The High Priest looked at Wei An's movements with interest, his eyes were cruel and commonplace.

He took back the scepter, and the car of nanomaterials grew slowly. First, a layer grew from the ground like a stream of water, and then the skeleton of the car grew...

It doesn't look like a car frame, but rather like the bones of some alien creature, with simple curvatures, forming the effect of a natural throne.

When it was closed, Wei An found that there was no room for himself in the anti-gravity vehicle, so he sat down at the foot of Guiling, which is really a suitable position for a slave.

He didn't dare to make any more movements, and carefully pressed his arm against Gui Ling's calf, feeling that the man was still shaking, his body temperature was very low, as if he would shatter at any moment.

He didn't know what to do, and felt himself trembling too.

The body was closed and raised, but it wasn't completely closed, and the windows were so large that anyone could see him.

The car drove slowly in the other direction, and the ceremony officer was still shouting: "His Royal Highness Fuxi, get up!"

All these godlike rituals made Wayne sick.

The crowd parted like a tidal wave, the car was very steady, and a large group of slaves followed.

Wei An thought, he still knows the feeling of the anti-gravity car. He once stood on the back of the fish in Guiling, and saw many small fish under the light of the nursing home... Now thinking about the scene at that time, it is really romantic.

He could see outside but didn't want to, and he sat on the floor feeling terribly depressed.

His treasure was next to him, it was so painful, it was about to shatter, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hold it together, and he didn't know what to say, he didn't dare to touch him.

He looked up at Gui Ling, but the man still had his eyes closed, not looking at anything.

He was bound to the cold throne, so remote, yet so pale, so tired, so broken.

Wei An really wanted to hug him, wanted to feel the temperature of another person's body with his whole body, and his chest hurt, but he couldn't.

He stretched out his hand and touched Gui Ling's fingertips very carefully, the man's hand was as cold as ice.

And the hand that looked like a corpse trembled slightly, as if wanting to be stimulated by the temperature, I don't know if he wanted to touch his fingers too, or if he wanted to avoid it.

Gui Ling finally opened his eyes to look at him, this is a very condescending sitting posture, but his eyes are dim and sad, having experienced too much darkness, at this moment his appearance is so fragile, it seems that any bigger movement will break him.

He didn't speak, Wei An realized, he couldn't speak.

Guiling closed his eyes again, and the car drove back to the palace, all the way very quietly.