Chapter 1439 Make a decision and then act

The gatekeeper of the Holy Spirit Temple, General Babulu, was finally killed.

Although the process was a bit difficult, they were successful in the end, and no one could stop them from moving forward.

However, when their common enemy was lost, their competition with each other became obvious.

General Babulu's origin is the origin of a Black Chariot-level mutant, and everyone wants it.

The three of them looked at each other, even Huahua opened her eyes with different colors and squinted her eyes to look at the other two.

"Now doesn't seem like the time for us to fight."

Zhang Yi said lightly.

"But to whom should his origin belong?"

Lancelot had a forced smile on his face.

Gao Changkong smiled and said, "It's a pity that the origin of the aliens is difficult to separate, otherwise the problem would be easy to solve."

Zhang Yi said, "That may not be the case."

After these words were spoken, Lancelot and Gao Changkong looked at Zhang Yi in surprise.

Zhang Yi said: "The origin of aliens is essentially a special energy body. Of course, there are ways to store and divide it. There is an alien around me who has developed this technology."

What Zhang Yi was referring to was naturally Lu Keran’s energy storage technology.

This method was originally developed in order to contain the power of the sacrificial spirit.

"Can you ensure that it is divided into three even parts?"

Gao Changkong raised a question.

At this time, Lancelot raised his right hand and said, "I can supervise this!"

"Since it is an energy body, we only need to monitor the degree of energy reaction. We in Britannia have such technology."

Zhang Yi glanced at him and thought: Why are you pretending in front of me?

"Even if we don't need that kind of technology, our instinctive judgment of the origin won't deviate too much."

"Besides, you said something wrong."

Zhang Yi looked at Gao Changkong, smiled, and reached out to stroke Huahua's head.

"I have two portions here! So they need to be divided into four."

Gao Changkong and Lancelot looked at Zhang Yi with some jealousy.

Ipsilon is now the world's top fighting force, and the number of powerful people in this field among humans is probably less than 50.

But Zhang Yi actually owns a war beast of this level! It is really enviable.

After some bargaining, they decided that Huahua's ability index was only 13000 points, so her contribution would be relatively small.

So in the final distribution plan, Zhang Yi took 40% of the shares, and the other two took 30% each.

Lu Keran was called out by Zhang Yi and was responsible for collecting and distributing the origin.

Seeing a capable girl with short hair running out from Zhang Yi's shadow, Gao Changkong and Lancelot felt a little jealous again.

"A user with space-type abilities is so convenient!"

God has no idea how troublesome it is for them to come here from so far away and carry so much supplies with them.

Food, medicine, weapons, these things can only be carried by oneself.

In order to save space as much as possible, everything they eat is compressed and can only provide energy, with basically no taste.

Moreover, since you need to bring your subordinates along, you also have to consider their safety.

Look at Zhang Yi again?

I wish I could cram my entire house into this place without ever having to think about saving space.

If you encounter danger, just throw everyone into the space and the problem will be solved.

The more they thought about it, the more uncomfortable they felt.

Soon, Lu Keyan completed the collection and division of the origin.

Three origins were placed in specially made translucent jars.

Zhang Yi threw the jar into the alien space, and then turned his gaze to the closed door in front of him.

Entering from here is the real road leading to the upper core area of ​​the Holy Spirit Temple.

"Let's go! We have been underground for so long, we should go and see what is inside this holy temple of Nash Nation!"

Zhang Yi's tone was very serious.

The mysterious pyramid under the Qinling Mountains emerged in his mind. Comparing it with the Holy Spirit Temple that seemed to reach the sky, he already had some guesses.

Behind the crowd, members of the Knights of the Round Table and Gu Man slowly walked over.

Looking at the huge palace gate, there was a mixture of nervousness and anticipation in their eyes.

"I always feel like there's something very dangerous behind the door!"

[Glorious Knight] Lanmalok said.

Zhang Yi teased: "If you are afraid, you still have time to leave now!"

Lan Malok's face condensed, and he said angrily: "We have already reached the final stage. If we don't defeat the BOSS, it will be the biggest regret for the players!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

Lancelot said this, carrying his knight's two-handed sword and walking towards the gate first.

Zhang Yi and Gao Changkong were unwilling to fall behind, so they walked towards the gate step by step.

In Zhang Yi's mind, he repeated the calculation results in his mind for the Nth time.

"Since entering the Demonic Abyss, I have measured the strength of the Nash Nation. The reference for comparison is the mysterious snake tribe under the Qinling Mountains."

"Mist Valley Abyss, I have only seen the Gatekeeper of the Underworld, but not his tribe, so I cannot make a clear comparison."

"When encountering the purple pyramid, the guardians that appear are all captain-level human-faced spiders."

"The White Dragon who appeared later gave me the impression that he was at least a 30000-point Bishop-level Inhuman. But now that my strength is close to 20000 points, I realized that his strength is definitely more than that."

"It has to be at least 40000 points, or even higher, to reach the level where I can't even think of resisting."

"Although the three-eyed people are powerful, and ordinary three-eyed soldiers have the strength of ordinary members of the investigation team, the gap between them and the human-faced spiders is too huge."

"Including the Ipsilon-class aliens we encountered in Nash Country, their strength is still at the tank level."

"In any force, the strength of the strong will be distributed in a pyramid shape, layer by layer. It is difficult for a strong person to lead by a huge gap, because this does not conform to logic."

"So, the strongest alien in Nash Country is about 25000 points. Taking into account substances like the Sacrifice Spirit, the maximum level can only reach about 30000 points. And this level is beyond the reach of just a few of us."

"But, so what?"

A strange curve appeared at the corner of Zhang Yi's mouth.

"With these guys as cannon fodder, my abilities are enough to support me to escape from this area."

"If things develop ideally and Luo Zhuo succeeds in obtaining the power of Tantra, maybe I can get more."

"The Tantric sect has been planning for thousands of years. It is impossible that they have no preparation at all."

"So, the worst-case scenario is that they all die here today, and I escape alive."

"I don't mind dragging them down with me. They can't run as fast as me anyway."

Zhang Yi glanced around casually. The members of the Knights of the Round Table and Gao Changkong's poor duo had all been calculated by him.