"This is impossible! This is completely impossible!" Greb roared, his lips trembling unconsciously. The dark purple in his eyes suddenly disappeared, turning back to the brown color that the normal lost person had.
In other words, the dark magic power and the power of the ancient gods in his body have dissipated.
"What have you done? Could it be that you have the orderly monster in your hands that offset my power?" Greb unconsciously took a half-step back, and said in astonishment.
"It seems that the god you believe in personally rejected your support, Greb... Greb, right?" Dak sneered and took a step forward:
"Whether you believe in the overlord who symbolizes death in the wet deep sea, or the 'dark and collaborator' Dipser, who is respected by many lost people, or the 'dark and collaborator' of Darkness', or the 'the easiest deep dream darkness', Darkness, Darkness, Darkness, they must follow the supreme will of the Creator who created this world."
"What do you mean?" Greb asked, his hands gathering a tiny dark magic source power, trying to launch an attack at any time.
But several people, including Greb, knew that with Abena's constantly shaking arms and the ridiculous magic power that had lost his suppression, he had lost his ability to threaten before using more mysterious power.
Facing Greb's pretentious questioning, Dak did not give him any face at all and said directly:
"I saw the power of ancient gods during the ‘special mission team’ in Mayang City. From a magician who claims to be ‘connecting man and dark god’, I learned that our world is a terrible nightmare for the Creator. As long as he wakes up, the world will escape into eternal silence.
"And the continent we are in is His most complacent creation. He created the most spiritual human beings with his own face and gave us the core of ‘wisdom’. In other words, human beings are the species closest to God, and human beings are also the great medium used by Gods and Creator to observe themselves.
"Even if you think that the radical ideas you uphold belong to justice, the ancient gods recognized this existence in your anger, but don't forget that there are gods above human beings, and there are the Creator and the 'reason' he created above God. As long as the target you are targeting is human, you will anger the Creator and reduce your "reprimanity" to God, thereby erasing your power from a higher dimension."
"I have never heard of this view. This is what you made up, just like the strategy I adopted when I fought against the 'Feng Mine' that day. With the help of a little... a little bit of my operational mistakes, right, operational mistakes..., thus attacking with words, trying to disrupt my thinking and guide me toward collapse. I will not be fooled!" Greb roared.
"You can choose to believe or be stubborn. The bishop's classic "Old Dark Sutra" says: All beings fear only the Lord, bless their only messenger, humans, save one person, save everyone; be enemies of people, and be enemies of God." Dark further explained:
"When you say the words to destroy us, and you happen to use the power of the gods, the Creator will briefly awaken and punish you! No matter whether we are Vasily or just about our normal humans, we do not regard the lost and the psychics as hostile races. On the contrary, in a broad sense, you are also part of human beings, but have experienced more unbearable painful encounters.
"In this wasteland era, on this continent filled with fog of death and annihilation, we are all a group of pitiful people forced to fight. The manuscript of the "Church of Hope" mentioned that even the "evil gods" and "echoers" hope that humans and the lost will live in peace and build a paradise-like, peaceful future era."
"It was the war you started first!" Greb roared hysterically, and with anger, he didn't even notice a semi-thick, red saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"War, there is never a right or wrong statement. The only thing we can do is to avoid war as much as possible. This is the purpose of the radical of human beings, the purpose of finding the "evolutionary platform", and the purpose of our search for the "echoer" and "Plamini". Only when [order] returns to the world, will this terrible era end." This time, the person speaking was Abena, the "master" of the "order society".
His eyes were firm, and his eyes were staring at Greb, who had almost lost his human posture, whose body was turning outward due to the power of the dark magic source.
After a little glance, Abena walked slowly and vigorously to Greb, looking straight into his eyes, and whispered:
"You should know me, Greb, we have met in Xinfeng Town before we cooperated with humans, but the dark power in your body will remove some of the human memories from time to time, making you forget me.
"It doesn't matter, after all, we are now on a hostile stance. But, do you know? The Dark in front of you was just four or five months ago, Ms. Thunder Page, one of your leaders of the "Crash Group", was recognized through the divination of the sequential card group, and had long been promoted to the upper class [Crash Cancer] profession.
"I think that the young man Loka who has been staring at him and before he can tell you all this, you will be washed away by the rage of revenge and lose your mind. Now you are not one of the rational and powerful leaders of the 'chaotic group' who manipulates this body, but rather a crazy, hysterical, and dehumanized 'monster'."
"Abena...Abena..." Greb repeatedly muttered the name of the boy who was the "holder" in front of him. His spirit began to be a little dazed, but he still held his body and maintained his standing posture.
"Whether your 'guidance' or 'temptation', being a [tempter] is not enough to manipulate us. Perhaps the creator's rebuke will be manifested through a seemingly reasonable path. After all, with just one thought, everything will disappear and everything will grow."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "What do you want to... express?" Greb asked, grinning.
"Although I only have the level of magic power in the 5th order, I can control the earth and the dual-type magic power of flame. You know, those who can comprehend two or more magic powers are selected by gods. In addition, I am the loser, so it is difficult for you to control my spirit. This is also the capital for me to stand firm in the 'stealer'." Abena pointed to the people behind him and continued:
"Dak, the upper class profession [inducer of chaos], although it is slowly working with its abilities and does not have too many superpowers for the time being, the rules are rules, and middle class professions cannot manipulate the upper class profession. And he, Luo Nai, was formerly a "mechanical body", received the blessing of the "Daughter of Mechanism", was given the [personality] and had the same identity as us, and those who were given by God could not be controlled by you.
"As for that big man, he is indeed very strong and his strength is amazing enough. Although I can't explain it, when the body is strengthened to a certain level, his spirit will be extremely firm. Besides, he is a battle-hardened Federation [Warrior], so how could he be manipulated?
"So, Greb, give up your prejudice and think about your future seriously. In this way, we are not necessarily enemies of you. From our perspective, except for Luo Nai, we do not support Lord Vasily's "Evolution of the Universal Energy" action. The technology of the old empire was a mysterious and dangerous thing. Once the sun's rays melted all the ice, the disaster of the flood would come."
"So, you...Abena, said... so much, what is the purpose?" Greb asked, his distorted face seemed to be relieved a little.
"I said, we are not enemies. Humans and the Lost are not absolute enemies. Tell us where we are leaving here and take us out of here. I promise to swear to the Creator in the name of the "Order" and "People" to send you back to your camp, and at the same time tell Yaroslav Rurik, who will take over as the commander-in-chief of the army near the "Man-made Lake" to ask him to transfer him from the Aerospace Army. You must know that we do not have much fuel to maintain the free soaring of the "big birds". Abena threw out his conditions.
After a few seconds of silence, Greb suddenly showed abnormally 360 degrees of twisting his head, his eyes widened, and his mouth was filled with whimpering, anger, or a creepy smile.
Immediately afterwards, the blue veins on his head swelled up, retracting the unsustainable dark magic power in his hand, and clenched his fists and punched Abena in the stomach, causing him to pass an imperfect arc in the air, barely falling into Wolfya's arms.
"Greb, do you want to die here with us?" Wolfya asked, putting Abena on the ground, raised his gun again, put his hand on the trigger, and aimed it at Greb again.
"Hahaha...hahaha...Ivan...Ivan Twenty-second, that great emperor is right...people... always want to deceive and compromise. Therefore, he...so in the middle of the steam age...so...soaked this 'intentional' seed." Greb said, his body turned out uncontrollably, and relied on abnormal forces to slowly soar into the air:
"He had long hoped that mankind would have a wave of universal evolution, so he was buried here, and did not set foot on the heaven and the underworld that could make him abandon his fatigue and fall asleep peacefully. Since I had the honor of listening to the call of that great emperor, then my destiny would no longer be able to go to the path you mankind would expect.
"I, Greb Dakris, will not choose to cooperate with the Federation, nor will you cooperate with you humans. This is not a war between the Lost and the Man, but a battle belonging to me, Greb Dakris."
As soon as he finished speaking, Greb had already floated to about ten meters in the air. Behind him was the "mechanical dog-headed" monster that Dak and his men saw just now. However, at this moment, those monsters belonging to semi-mechanical have been activated by Greb.
Their eyes were emitting a terrifying red light, and their mechanical arms stretched out from their heads, binding Greb.
Immediately afterwards, what transcended Wolfya, Dak, Abena and Ronne knew was that these "mechanical dog-headed" monsters emitted more dazzling red lasers simultaneously, forming the ancient "gun bear totem" that the Cruzed people had only been briefly used in the Ivan Twenty-second era. A simple pattern designed by a great emperor with a bear staring at a small hand cannon.
The violent flashing light shook so hard that several people couldn't open their eyes. After a few seconds, they discovered that Greb's body was slowly pulled into the body of a "mechanical giant bear" that had been fused together by a mechanical arm.
Chapter completed!