"You’re quite smart, at least a bit smarter than my wife."
"..."
The confidence buff from Hooked Kiss hadn’t worn off yet, and Mikhail didn’t know how to respond to that.
"No matter what, we have to go over there and take a look. If it doesn’t work out, we’ll just leave here, take the World Tree Tear and retreat."
Fortunately, apart from confidence, Hooked Kiss’s mind was still functioning normally. He reached into his clothes but couldn’t find his familiar golden dagger. He imdiately let out a puzzled "Huh" and exclaid while searching up and down,
"Wait, damn it, where’s my knife?"
"Is that thing important?"
"...Hahaha, it’s just like that, no big deal. Let’s go! Let’s head out quickly!"
A layer of sweat uncontrollably ford on Hooked Kiss’s forehead, but the expression on his face remained confident. He released Mikhail, put his hands on his hips, and prepared to head in the direction of the stone tower.
Mikhail, however, didn’t move imdiately. At this mont, his eyes, which were essentially a microcomputer, flashed slightly as a line of illusory subtitles appeared in front of him.
The voice from the dream seed to linger in his ear, and his heart started to beat faster.
In front of him, the illusory subtitles displayed two lines in Russian,
"[Unknown external resource detected, connect?]"
"[External Resource: David]"
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The nine elves led by Master Tao quickly passed through the misty Ideal Country. The closer they got to the central stone tower, the thicker the aura of death beca, which made Master Tao’s expression appear even gloomier because this ant that the cursed Transferee’s plan had already begun.
Underground, the normally inactive aura of the Death Authority beca increasingly active, beginning to change with all its might according to the programs altered by Margaret using the weaver.
Just as Margaret had predicted before, the power needed to reach the Ultimate was beyond even a demigod’s capability. Thus, the power of Divine Authority was necessary. The Death Authority, which had been unconscious the entire ti, never fully activated its power, but once fully activated, the unconscious Death God, He Ya, would fully awaken.
The Authority of Death now interferes with the world at all tis, and once the Divine’s consciousness awakens and this interference becos tinged with the Divine’s subjective influence, everything will be ruined!
"The gods absolutely must not interfere with the world," this is the iron rule that maintains the world’s balance!
"Master Tao, there are two Mythical Species ahead!"
"I know, trivial ones."
Master Tao raised her eyebrow, and in the distance, beneath the stone tower, the figures of Chun and the wanton Angel, Helair, in their standoff beca visible.
Master Tao quickly made a decision, her face turning cold. In an instant, she flashed to Chun’s back and, before he could react, her plain hand, like a towering mountain, pressed down heavily, crushing Chun to the ground and creating an incredibly deep pit.
"Master...Tao..."
Chun looked back incredulously at Master Tao’s cold face, seemingly wanting to say sothing, but at this mont, Master Tao had no ti to pay attention to him. She glanced at the smiling angel in the distance and gritted her teeth,
"Angel trivial, get lost quickly, the issues here are not for you to ddle in."
Helair nodded, indicating her agreent with "Master Tao’s provisional asures on handling issues concerning the Ideal Country," but her body remained motionless, smiling as she pointed to the high tower above and said,
"Sorry, Master Tao, my man is still up there, can’t leave for now!"
"Your man?"
Master Tao, as if touching on an area of ignorance, first looked up, then looked at Helair, who had fully assud a female form, and her face turned even colder. She was about to speak when a highly dangerous aura suddenly emanated above.
Master Tao looked up to see a mass of writhing flesh slowly rising from the shattered tower. That abominable creature, mixed with the World Tree Tear, was continuously howling and shrieking, its presence filled with death and chaotic aura even Master Tao found unsettling, continuously expanding in mid-air.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
The clear cries of a baby suddenly exploded in the air, followed by the relentless growth of ominous black tentacles under the yet-to-be-fused World Tree Tear, whistling down.
The intense chaotic power was like the nesis of all, and it was only at this mont that the elves realized what kind of force the gods had demanded the three demigods to ward off for tens of thousands of years—[Chaos].
That Transferee was rely a Human.
"Matilda! Yes! Just like that! Quickly...be born...Mommy’s here..."
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
From the top of the stone tower, Margaret’s voice intermittently echoed. Master Tao watched helplessly as those terrifying tentacles, as if they were born recognizing Margaret, enveloped and sheltered the entire top of the stone tower.
With the ergence of that abominable "baby," the Death Authority beca extrely active. Master Tao could even feel that the baby had begun to beco a part of the Death Authority, starting to execute the instructions altered by the weaver.
The Transferee’s affinity with chaos and death was remarkably good. It seems that each Transferee possesses different types of chaos, but is Margaret’s relationship with death closer? Is it reliant on the knowledge she inscribed on the scroll?
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