Chapter 1818 The possibility of a jailer
Lin En's heart moved and she said:
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"It was some kind of punishment, he told me before he died."
The flames in Constantine's eyes danced, and he said hoarsely:
"It may indeed be punishment, but it is also very similar to another situation I have seen. At least I have rarely seen the power of disorder not used to kill people, but to torture blindly."
Linn hesitated; "Then what do you mean..."
Constantine raised his head and said:
"Do you know how those king beasts became jailers?"
As soon as these words came out, all the surrounding sources were shaken.
Even Ezefalah opened his confused eyes and knelt there in silence without saying a word.
The clown opened his mouth.
His words also made him feel huge shock for a moment.
Linn stood there in disbelief and said in disbelief: "You mean..."
The soul fire in Constantine's eyes flickered, and he said hoarsely: "I can't guarantee it, I just think it's similar. The terrible thing about disorder is that it can annihilate everything in our material universe. Anyone who sticks to it will sooner or later... When the body dies and the Tao disappears, it turns into dust, but why can He still exist in the present?"
"But in a sense, this may indeed be a punishment. After all, we cannot guess the existence of that person."
"But I'm just giving a possibility."
"I mean, if He can really survive the continuous disintegration of disorder and finally wake up, then will He, like those jailers, become an abnormal existence between disorder and order? Become a..."
"Where's the jailer?"
At this moment, everyone was shocked, and they subconsciously looked at the clown doll.
The clown opened his mouth, and after a long time he flashed:
"I...I don't know...my transformation is extremely special. I have not experienced the transformation process of other jailers. Moreover, the surgery to transform a jailer is the highest secret that only the hostess has. We have no right to pry into it."
But obviously.
He also had some doubts.
Because he knew that everyone who became a jailer had to go through a long period of testing, but no one knew whether they would succeed in the end.
But once it successfully merges with disorder, it can become an existence between disorder and order in a sense, and suddenly become a person who controls powerful power like them.
Linn's brows furrowed.
To be honest, he had not considered this direction before.
But thinking about it at this moment, there are indeed many doubts about this, because in Raven's memory and the illusions he saw, the white-haired man had participated in this incident, even more than two thousand years ago At that time, the white-haired man also appeared in Blue Star and gave guidance to Seraph.
And there is no doubt about it.
That white-haired man should be him at a certain time in the future.
The surroundings fell silent again.
Lin En raised his head and frowned:
"What will happen if I use my power now to force the disorder out of his body?"
Constantine looked at him and said:
"I can feel in the spiritual realm that there is a struggling soul inside. It is very weak, but it still exists, but her soul has also been integrated with this corpse. If those disordered forces are eliminated, I am not sure. That spirit will not be extinguished."
Because he can see it.
That soul has already been contaminated by the corruption and pollution of disorder.
But she is different from those king beasts. She is not a jailer. When the soul is stuck together, it is difficult to guarantee that the soul will remain intact if it is peeled off.
That is to say.
The probability of survival is low.
Lin frowned and subconsciously looked at Ezefalah.
Because he originally came here just to be able to use his power of the Firstborn to allow the Seraph to escape from the torture of disorder and return.
Ezefalah calmly raised his head and said:
"It's okay, Linn. My god said that she will definitely come back. If it is true as the captain said, then I believe that my god will be able to survive this disaster, I believe it."
She crossed her fingers and closed her eyes.
She was so pious, but she could still see traces of loneliness on her face.
Because in a sense.
She is the descendant of the blood of the Seraph, and after she carries the power and curse of the ocean, she is also the last dependent of Cthulhu left in this world. She is both a believer of the ocean and a believer of angels. In her mind, there was no difference between them.
She cannot make decisions for her god, and she absolutely cannot use her own decisions to determine the life or death of her god.
The shadow of the self-bound angel sighed softly and whispered:
"If this is the case, we can only take a gamble. We cannot spy on the will of that chaotic existence, but if this is really a transformation and transformation, then when my sister returns again..."
She raised her head, looked at the huge twisted corpse, and murmured.
"Then she will definitely become an important force in our future."
Because she knows.
Her sister has always been the most determined angel in their sacred world.
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Time flies.
After confirming that the world could be stably connected to the outside world through the trident, Azefara stayed in the Night City for only two days, and then returned to the strange world again, waiting by the side of her god.
With the addition of Constantine, the overall strength of the Night City once again made a qualitative leap.
However, He did not bring the Mermaid Army and the Undead Army under His command in the Endless Sea, but stationed alone in the Night City, and together with the Puppet Family, they became the two most important allies of the Night City.
And with the help of the ship of materials brought by Lin En.
The overall construction strength of the Night City has also been greatly improved, because many of the seemingly ordinary materials are rare top-level engineering building materials in this hell.
And Lin En.
After a short rest, he was dragged out by his family members who were bored the next morning and began the devil training for him.
"Can't you let me have a good rest?!"
Lin En (γΒ΄Van`)q hugged the pillow and wore boxer shorts.
"At least give me a day off so I can adjust myself. I finally escaped from the Endless Sea. At least give me a day off so I can relax. I haven't recovered from the trauma of my soul yet!"
Two minutes ago.
When he was sleeping soundly on his soft big bed, the whole house was blown open with a bang. Before he opened his eyes, a tentacle rolled him out with the bed and threw him out of the city.
