Deconstruction is Weird Chapter 964

Suddenly, a strange voice came from behind, "If it was you, I would put it back."

Chu Dong looked back, and saw a monk-like person standing at the door, with no breath around him, like a dead thing, and there was a third eye between his brows, but he couldn't see the whole picture without opening it.

Chu Dong smiled and asked, "What will happen if you don't let go?"

"Then, you can only bear the consequences."

At this moment, Chu Dong's feet shook suddenly, and then a large amount of rotten power gushed out, and a black energy beam more than ten meters wide shot straight into the sky, with astonishing power.

Chu Dong had no choice but to retreat temporarily, suspended in mid-air, and the bald head followed closely behind him.

"The rotten demon **** is sealed under the temple. If you unseal it now, this continent will suffer catastrophe."

Chu Dong asked back: "It's so important, why didn't you say it earlier?"

The bald head was silent for a while, and said in a dull tone: "I didn't expect you to break the seal."

Something in the ground is waking up, and Chu Dong can clearly feel that the strength of that power is exaggerated, and just a trace of it leaking out can make those professionals in Calais purify the first half of the year.

Chu Dong turned back and asked, "What is the Rotten Demon God?"

"A group of gods who used to exist in this world were sealed under the earth because they committed a crime. I don't know if it's true or not."

"Mind if I take a look at your memory?"

"My introduction."

Chu Dong stretched out his fingers, and instantly invaded the inner scene. His resistance was very strong, but he was still inferior in front of Chu Dong.

It's just that after this search, his head seems to be completely empty, and he has no memory at all?

Chu Dong glanced at his slightly shining brows, it was probably the third eye that was causing trouble, and wondered if he had dug his eyes out, but in the end he let go of his hand, digging out may not be able to find anything , maybe people are still dead.

After regaining consciousness, the man immediately stepped back ten meters away, looking at Chu Dong vigilantly.

"Why are you running, only I can help you now, tell me clearly"

"Who on earth are you? Why did the temple open the door for you? It has been sealed for more than two thousand years, and this is the first time the door has been opened."

Chu Dong frowned, two thousand years? Was rhetoric born then?

"Who is it, disturbing my sleep!"

A pair of scarlet eyes appeared in the black mist. A gust of wind blew by, and the black mist quickly dissipated. A black monster more than 30 meters high quietly appeared. oxen and horses? Buffalo mule?

His chest is full of blood vessels protruding from the surface of the skin, and the shiny horns obviously did not grow naturally, and there are two axes in his hand.

Chu Dong looked at the tauren and asked loudly, "Who are you?"

"Bug? Since you asked the question, I will tell you that I am Eugene the Demon God, and today you will witness my rebirth."

Chu Dong raised his hand, and a khaki magic circle appeared out of thin air, and then suddenly expanded a hundred times. The magic circle lifted off and summoned a huge meteorite, which directly smashed into the huge bull's head. I was stunned to split the meteorite into a deep ravine, but the meteorite continued unabated and pressed the bull's head down.

The strength of this thing is not much different from that of the Beast Lord, but it seems a little exaggerated. For Chu Dong now, the difficulty is not too high, and any spell created by an intelligent brain can support the scene.

Seeing Chu Dong suppress the tauren casually, the three-eyed stare froze for an instant.

Chu Dong looked at it and continued to ask: "Okay, you continue to talk, what is your background?"

"I, I have no background, just a simple temple guard. The rotten demon **** is suppressed under the temple. I know it all from the inheritance memory."

Chu Dong said impatiently: "More, more specific, can I save you some time?"

Shoumiao immediately said: "Two thousand years ago, the Sanmu tribe used to be the master of this land. They created the Demon God Clan and enslaved the local people in the Southern Continent at the same time. In the end, the Sanmu tribe decided to seal it underground.

Later, the aborigines enlightened their wisdom, which in turn wiped out the Sanmu tribe. "

"Is it really the three-eyed tribe? So the countries in the Southern Continent are just the objects you once enslaved?"

The temple guard whispered: "It's not us, it's them. I have nothing to do with those things."

"Presumptuous! How dare a tiny bug be jealous of God?"

Niutou finally escaped from the meteorite, the blood vessels on his chest became thicker, he opened his mouth and sprayed out a large amount of white mist, obviously angry.

Chu Dong raised his hand, a ten-meter-long stone spear instantly condensed, and inserted it back into the ground again.

"Did I make you talk! Shut up!"

The temple keeper saw how miserable the bull's head was, and his back felt chills. He tentatively said, "You might as well return the eyes, otherwise this will be very troublesome."

Chu Dong lowered his head to look at the still struggling tauren. After such a short time, the rotten power around him has become more than one level thicker. This kind of divine life is such a troublesome thing. can always be resurrected.

What happened to the beast owner when he was beaten back then was completely reborn with Chu Dong's support.

He stretched out his hand towards the tauren after thinking for a while, and the ground immediately began to collapse, and golden bands entangled the bull's head to death, eventually turning into a ball and sinking into the ground.

Just thinking about it for a while, Zhinao wrote a seal specifically for the divine life, which can absorb and slowly absorb the divine power of the other party. Although it cannot be killed, at least it can prevent it from messing up. Even if it is unsealed, it will not be like today. Immediately restore combat effectiveness.

After the bull's head was dealt with, the temple was completely destroyed, but the power of rot around it had not dissipated. If there were more than 600 similar demon gods sealed underground in the Southern Continent, then relying on the refined purification methods of the Southern Continent, which would be of little help, even Another ten thousand years will not solve the problem completely.

The main reason is that Chu Dong feels that this timeline is a bit wrong. The Sanmu clan really exists, and the scale is not small. He is a little curious. What is the origin of the Sanmu clan? Could it be the experiment done by number zero? How many testing grounds has he made in this world?

【In terms of effect, the Southern Continent is indeed the best testing ground】

【Large area, many races, large population】

【It's just that the time is too long, and the current information cannot restore the truth】

The first generation of gods contracted a disease of rot, which made Chu Dong not very understandable. How could a **** be infected with a disease? But this power of decay does have the ability to contagious.

"Bring me Yimu Holy Eye."

【Transmitting】

Twenty seconds later, a small black hole suddenly appeared above the palm of Chu Dong, and then a maroon wooden box fell out. Chu Dong opened the wooden box and took out the holy eye.

"How is it, do you know each other?"

The temple guard immediately widened his eyes when he saw this eye, and said excitedly, "Holy pupil! Why is it in your hands?"

"I got it by chance, is this thing important?"

The temple guard said tremblingly: "Of course it is important. If we want to open our third eye, we must have the blessing of the holy pupil, otherwise this eye is just a decoration and cannot be opened."

Chu Dong asked curiously, "Who does this eye belong to?"

"The holy pupil does not belong to anyone, it is a sacred object of the Sanmu tribe, but in my memory, it was taken away by a traitor."

"What else do you know about this traitor?"

Chu Dong feels that this traitor is mostly rhetoric. Now it seems that this place is like a failed and abandoned testing ground. What is the identity of the Sanmu tribe? This makes Chu Dong very curious.

The temple guard said with a puzzled face: "I really don't have any impression of this traitor. I only know that he brought those enslaved people to exterminate the Sanmu tribe, and took away the holy pupil, and nothing else."

The origin of this temple guardian is also very evil. It was not born, but grew out of the earth like a rotten demon. It just looks like a human, but in fact it is more like a monster, but there is something in his head. Memory, he was born to protect the temple.

Chu Dong asked in his heart: "This eye, can you analyze the truth now?"

【You can try to crack】

【Intellectual Brain has been exploring from a functional point of view before, and has never tried to crack its interior】

【However, brute force cracking has a certain probability of completely destroying it】

"This eye is useless now, and it doesn't hurt to destroy it. You can try to crack it."

At first, Sheng Tong could enhance Chu Dong's soul and provide monitoring ability, but now these two abilities are useless to him. It won't be long before it comes out.

Afterwards, Chu Dong noticed the tauren under his feet. After half a day, he didn't show signs of weakening. His seal shouldn't be so weak.

"Strange thing, where does the power of this cow come from? Shouldn't the power of divine life be very precious? Why does it feel like he has too much power and is useless?"

【If the power of rot comes from rotten divine power, then the rotten demon **** may have been leaking divine power all these years】

【And the magnitude of these divine powers has exceeded the limit of the available divine power of the 600 shrine-level gods】

"Is it really hard to smoke?"

Chu Dong fell back to the ground and pressed his hand on the seal. With the support of Chu Dong, the absorption rules in the seal were operating at a hundred times power. A large amount of non-attribute divine power was sent into Chu Dong's body, and then transferred into the divine power by his brain. inside the computer.

An hour after he actively smoked, the cow still showed no signs of weakening, as if endlessly.

【The energy absorbed in the past hour has been fully converted, which is equivalent to the power generation of 3.4 mobile nuclear power plants】

"Three times more? Is it really inexhaustible? Get a shrine and smoke it."

About half a minute later, a shrine appeared from the void, and then slowly landed, pressing the seal under it, and it would replace Chu Dong to extract the rotten divine power of the bull-headed demon god.

Of course energy is something that is always available. The operation of the shrine, the production of weapons, the advancement of research, the manufacture of super weapons, and the full operation of the particle collider consume a terrible amount of power. For the past two years, he has been trying to find ways to increase energy. Source, more than half of the time the particle collider is shut down due to power shortage.

Originally, he thought that the brain could achieve controllable nuclear fusion, and the energy problem would be solved naturally, but the brain poured cold water on him. Nuclear fusion is possible, but if it is really controllable, it has to rely on the Jingu To modify the rules, so as to achieve a stable high temperature and high pressure environment, but the process of modifying the rules also consumes a lot of energy, and 80% of the electricity sent is eaten back. Not to mention the waste, the power is not enough, it is better to directly Fission.

There is another way, which is to let Chu Dong solidify some rules directly to generate electricity. According to the estimation of the brain, to solidify all the remaining consciousness of Chu Dong, it may be possible to realize a controllable nuclear fusion device of sufficient scale. .

In the end, Chu Dong was reluctant. After all, the power of free consciousness is also very important. What if there is a need to fight?

But now, he has discovered a new source of energy. If the Rotten Demon God really sucks, it will be really good news for him.

Chu Dong did not forget the purpose of his trip, he asked the temple guard again: "Do you know about the latest demon tide? What's going on?"

The temple guard said calmly: "Natural phenomenon, once the power of decay exceeds the standard, it will naturally become a monster, and low-level monsters will instinctively commit suicide."

"suicide?"

"That's right, all low-level monsters will actively look for humans, and humans will purify them. This seems to be their instinct."

Chu Dong asked a little strangely: "Why do you describe him as suicide instead of something else, such as attacking a foreign race?"

"Because there are some monsters that are born with intelligence. I have also communicated with them. This is how they describe it, from the depths of the blood, the desire to self-destruct."

Chu Dong nodded lightly. It seems that monsters do have certain mechanisms. Is it to keep the rotten power of the Southern Continent at a sufficiently low limit?

Chu Dong continued to ask: "What do they mean by the revival of the rotten temple?"

"It is because the power of the rotten demon **** has overflowed more and more recently, and the temple cannot be completely purified. This change has lasted for more than a year."

In this way, the magic tide is only because there is too much rotten power accumulated in the earth, and no one is manipulating it behind the scenes. If this is the case, it will be much easier to deal with.

The temple is destroyed, but the temple guard is not ready to leave, he will continue to stay here to guard the demon god, he can't understand the shrine brought by Chu Dong, he only thinks it is a powerful seal.

Chu Dong also directly returned to Calais, ready to see what Calais could do.

It was late at night when we came back, but the city was still brightly lit, and a large number of professionals had already lined up outside the city. Chu Dong looked at the location of the magic tide, and estimated that there was still about half an hour, and there were only about 50,000 professionals in Calais. , Facing the demon tide of 500,000 yuan, Chu Dong is still not optimistic.

He was going to go back to the hotel to have a drink first, and then come out to watch the battle, but as soon as he entered the hotel, he heard a horn blowing outside.

Chapter end

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