Mystery: She came from the Chaos Sea.

Chapter 171 The Devil: I'm Going to Flip the Table

Zhou Mei wrapped the bamboo sword in her hand with a thin gauze decorated with silver flowers, layer upon layer.

As the soft gauze wrapped around her, the attraction to the bamboo sword that she had almost grown accustomed to suddenly weakened considerably, as if it had been separated by an invisible barrier.

"This is... tin foil?" Zhou Mei wondered, she didn't think this thin salsa had anything to do with tin foil.

Hermaine answered, "This is divine silk."

After Zhou Mei received the ordination, her memory was also enhanced.

However, of the books she read while in the sect, she can only remember about 30 or 40 percent of them now.

Moreover, these memories also contain some vague or even erroneous fragments.

But Helmaenie could remember every minute detail with perfect accuracy, she said:

"This is also a method of sealing extraordinary characteristics. Your sect does have records of it."

"As for how the divine silk was made... it's not difficult to figure it out using this physical object."

During the analysis, Helmani also uploaded every detail of the divine silk, whether it was its fine texture or the unique pattern of the silver flower splicing, to the AI ​​for Grisha to assist in the analysis.

With their cooperation, not only did the production process of the divine silk gradually become clear, but the meaning behind the mysterious symbols pieced together with silver flowers, as well as the properties contained in the materials used in its production, were also analyzed one by one.

Some of the symbols could be found in the talismans provided by the Celestial Master, while the remaining unfamiliar symbols were successfully deciphered after a little time and effort.

With the help of this divine silk, Hermaine not only gained the inherited knowledge of making divine silk, but also, after gaining a deeper understanding of its inner principles, combined it with the knowledge of spellcasting from outside the Western Continent to improve a completely new sealing method.

This improved sealing technique can be directly engraved onto magical artifacts such as bamboo swords.

But this time, Helmani did not, as usual, impart the sealing techniques Zhou Mei needed free of charge; she made her own request:

"Search for the Taoist disciples who once stayed at this Taoist temple, regardless of whether they are alive or dead."

"Okay, Senior Primordial." Zhou Mei readily agreed. Even without mentioning the help Senior Primordial had given her, she was curious about what changes had occurred in this Taoist temple.

Hermaine did this intentionally to guide Zhou Mei to come into contact with more extraordinary forces, so that she could learn more about the various forces in the Western Continent.

Napoli Disri, who was standing nearby, also noticed the change in Zhou Mei's bamboo sword.

His short blade, which had been casually draped at his waist, was now carefully wrapped and bound with some leftover divine silk, just like the one used by the cat.

Sensing the change in the short blade, Napolidisley looked at Zhou Mei suspiciously and asked, "How do you know the purpose of these pieces of cloth?"

Zhou Mei remained calm and explained unhurriedly, "It is recorded in the miscellaneous treatises of the sect."

Then Zhou Mei added, "I'm staying to investigate what happened inside this Taoist temple. What are your plans, Senior Poredisley?"

Although Zhou Mei's tone was gentle, her choice of words left no room for negotiation.

Napolidisli glanced at the divine silk wrapped around the short blade out of the corner of his eye and laughed, "Of course I'd risk my life to accompany my junior sister."

In the abyss.

Selena was driving her menacing motorcycle at breakneck speed toward the target location that needed to be investigated.

With a hazy sense of direction gained from merging with the abyss, Selena steered the motorcycle forward.

I don't know how long I traveled through this desolate abyss, but the world remained unchanged and deathly silent.

Just then, the cracked hills that Selena was passing by suddenly burst open all at once.

In an instant, dust flew everywhere, and amidst the swirling dust, clusters of dark figures emerged.

These grotesque monsters bared their fangs and claws, exuding a chilling aura. Nauseating saliva dripped from their mouths, emitting a foul stench.

A hint of impatience flashed in Selena's eyes. The ferocious motorcycle beneath her seemed to be in sync with her will, instantly transforming into a huge blade, which she held firmly in her hand.

Amidst the pulsating roar of phlogiston explosions, a pungent and chilling gale, which seemed harmless just a moment ago, now cut through the air and the bodies of these abyssal monsters like a knife.

Selena's movements as she wielded the giant blade were fluid and effortless, requiring almost no thought; it had become an instinctive reaction of her body.

He impatiently crushed the monsters blocking his way, then rather disappointedly kicked the remaining heads of those monsters around like a ball.

Fighting these monsters, driven by high-ranking demons, brought Him no pleasure whatsoever, but was as annoying as flies.

"But Philip's mechanical weapons are getting more and more powerful," Selena muttered to herself.

Through the combined effects of phlogiston, incantations, spirituality, and the extraordinary properties of the Abyss Path, Selena's original purely mechanical vehicle had long been transformed by Roselle into a killing machine.

As more and more Abyss characteristics were recovered, Roselle had been looking to use the Abyss Path Extraordinary characteristics he had collected to create a batch of Extraordinary Mechanical Units specifically designed for the Abyss environment.

However, without human intervention, these extraordinary machines are vulnerable to being ambushed and reclaimed by abyssal monsters.

Therefore, Roselle also tried assigning these extraordinary machines to the ascetics, which improved their exploration efficiency while also testing the power and limits of these extraordinary mechanical creations.

Of all the ascetics, Selena had the most harmonious relationship with her extraordinary mechanical creations. In particular, her mount, enhanced by its extraordinary properties, evolved a living will.

This active will was named "Machine Soul" by Russell.

Of course, in Helmani and Grisha's eyes, even when this active will is paired with the Analyzer, although it can communicate and interact with its master and partner in a human-like manner, it cannot be called a true "machine soul".

After all, these active wills have not yet given rise to real emotions such as pleasure or anger.

However, Roselle did not give up. He kept saying that machine spirits were a man's romance, but after learning that the vampires were a race conceived by Lilith, he pestered Lilith to study how to create a new race.

Rosell wanted to study the Creation Authority in order to create a true Steel Race, and even wanted to create a true "Machine Soul".

"With this passion, Philip might be well-suited to be a 'perfectionist'." Even the usually strict Grisha commented on Roselle in this way.

Hermaine, however, thought from a different perspective.

She felt that Russell, who was out of place in this world, was in a state that resembled the nihilistic state that humans would experience after all material needs were met.

That state of being neither fully alive nor fully dead.

This is why Hermaine only established the principle of "reward for labor" in human kingdoms, rather than completely eliminating classes.

But seeing the passion that Rosell is displaying now makes Helmayne realize once again the value of survival goals for human survival and development.

However, guiding people towards positive survival goals is not an easy task.

Meanwhile, Selena, wielding a massive mechanical blade and standing in the abyss, hadn't considered such complex matters. Her goals weren't so righteous either; they were more driven by various desires and emotions born of revenge.

From his fascination with the taste of tobacco to the thrill of high-speed driving.

It ranges from the bloody satisfaction of killing alien races.

The only difference between Selena and the demons of the abyss is that her sense of good and evil was never distorted by these desires and emotions. Therefore, although she was indifferent to her giant companion Grosser, she never resorted to violence.

"Are you also in charge of investigating this route?"

Grosser, carrying the extraordinary traits He had collected, his massive body like a small mountain, spoke to Selena, whom He had encountered by chance, with a gentle and kind smile on His face.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Seeing Grosser appear from the direction of her target, Selena's expression grew even more disappointed: "So you're here, meaning you've cleared out all the singularities ahead?"

"I'm not entirely sure either." Grosser scratched the back of his head, pointing to the extraordinary property He was carrying, and hesitated, "Although we found a few gathered demons, I feel... the peculiarity of this route wasn't caused by them."

feel……

Selena did not laugh at Grosser's intuition, because in their past days as companions, Grosser's flashes of insight had often been validated in subsequent events.

"Hmm? This is..." Selena stopped in her tracks, sensing a strong malevolent force rushing towards her from afar.

A moment later, a creature that maintained a human form appeared before them.

The man was dressed like a gentleman. When he approached Selena and her companion, he elegantly removed his hat, bowed slightly, and said, "Let me introduce myself. I am Napoli Disley."

"Sequence Four 'Devil'." Grosser revealed the sequence of the demon before him. In the battle against the abyss, every ascetic had the blood of an abyss demigod on their hands.

Sequence four "devil" poses virtually no threat to these ascetics.

But at this moment, Grosser and Selena were on high alert, watching the demonic demigod who had taken the initiative to contact them warily.

Napolidisley, still wearing that seemingly polite smile, slowly said, "I come with sincerity. I hope to speak with the powerful figure who led this invasion of the Abyss."

……

"Napolidisley..." Helmani looked at the "devil" brought back by Selena and the others, and calmly said, "I am the 'Imaginary Angel,' what do you want to talk to me about?"

Although she was asking questions, the thoughts hidden deep within the heart of this "devilish" avatar of Neboredis, harbored by evil intentions, were now laid bare before the "dreamer" Hermaine.

Unfortunately, Napolidisley was also on guard. In the subconscious memories of this body, there was neither the location of His true self nor any clue to the uniqueness of the "Abyss".

However… Napolidisley actually wanted to use the “Mother Tree of Desire” to threaten her into stopping the conquest of the Abyss… This plan surprised Helmani.

After a brief silence, Napoli Disri suddenly let out a hoarse laugh and slowly spoke: "'Imaginary Angel,' agent of 'God.' Nice to meet you. Please allow me to express my desire for peace."

The fact that the word "peace" could be uttered by a demon made Hermaine realize the importance of power.

It is precisely because she possesses great power that she can take the initiative, which is the fundamental reason why she has been relentlessly pursuing power.

However, judging from the behavior of the "Napolidisli" in front of him, Napolidisli should have broken off his connection with the evil clone from the Western Continent that devoured Tian Ruoyao.

Of course, to truly confirm it, we still need to see Napolidisri's true form.

As for the "peace" mentioned by Napoli Disri, it is an attempt to use the special nature of the Abyss to force human forces to withdraw from the Abyss.

Seeing Helmani remain silent, Napoleon Disri felt a little uneasy. He couldn't grasp the emotions of this "imaginary angel" at all, but believing he held enough leverage, he continued:

"To put it bluntly, I know you are fighting against those Outer Gods who are trying to invade Earth. Don't be surprised that I know about the existence of the Outer Gods, after all, the Abyss is very special."

"Yes, the Abyss is special." Helmaenie's lips curled into a meaningful smile. "Those alien civilizations are enough to pique your curiosity about the stars. So, you want the Outer Gods to threaten me?"

Napoleon Disri frowned, his gaze towards Helmani now filled with apprehension. He took a deep breath and said again:

"Yes. But you still don't understand what the abyss represents!"

"The Abyss is the Abyss, and at this moment, the uniqueness of the Abyss is still actively resisting the call of a certain Outer God."

"However, if you insist on going your own way and disturbing the peace of the Abyss, then the one who controls the Abyss will respond to the call of an Outer God."

"At that time, beings surpassing even gods will descend upon the abyss."

"Even your master probably wouldn't want to face that kind of situation."

As the cards were revealed, Napoli Disley's tone gradually became calm and confident.

In His understanding, the Outer Gods are terrifying beings that no living being on Earth can contend with. With the Abyss possessing the ability to unleash the power of the Outer Gods, even a powerful human nation would be forced to retreat.

"Let your main body do the talking," Helmaenie chuckled nonchalantly. "Your clone is a bit dim-witted."

Faced with Helmani's uncooperative attitude, Napolidisley frowned and said, "Don't you, as the agent of 'God,' know the terror of the Outer Gods? Do you know that the power projected by the Outer Gods can even corrupt and control the gods?"

Helmani remained unmoved and said emotionlessly, "I won't kill you. Go back and tell your main body. If you want to negotiate, let your main body come. If you don't want to negotiate, then hide and wait for me to come find you."

"Or, you could try it yourself—can you really lift the table?"

(End of this chapter)