Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

"Now we can talk."

There was an unpleasant evil in that voice.

Kant approached step by step, until the bullet swept the dust sputtering in front of his feet.

"Stop."

Kant stopped, his face did not change, and he smiled: "Why, it's the rebellious period? Ignore my father?"

"Stop talking shit."

- Speaking of which, being said that by Iron Son's voice is really unpleasant.

The voice from the loudspeaker on the opposite side continued: "Don't make any movement, don't try to disappear from my sight, once you make any violent movement, I will blow up this car."

Kant nodded and said: "Oh, that is to say, it is your deity who is talking to me now... By the way, what should I call you? I always want to know what your name is."

The other party replied: "Whatever, the name is just a sad appearance and has no meaning."

"No, it still has to have a name."

The voice said coldly: "Is it important? When little Bob-Burruo was manipulated by me, he did something he didn't want to do. At that time, was he little Bob? If not, who was he? ? The name doesn't mean anything, it's the behavior and the result, it's what we're doing here."

Kant nodded in approval: "Okay, donkey shit."

The other party was silent for a moment, and then said coldly: "It's useless to anger me..."

"I didn't irritate you, fresh donkey **** soaked in the fresh juice of the prairie," Kant said. "The name doesn't have any meaning, it's our behavior that matters, doesn't it?"

"That's right, so, if you do this kind of boring behavior again, I will do it too, such as detonating a grenade in the compartment of this car, or ordering the surrounding anti-aircraft guns and bazookas to fire here."

Qi Ling Jie Jie smiled and said: "You attach great importance to it, don't you?"

Kant said calmly: "Don't you pay attention to your own life? You should be in the car body now, it is your only hostage, if it dies, you will not survive, you will not have any chance to escape, I will crush you here, obliterate you, annihilate you."

The tool spirit laughed wildly: "Destroy me? Just you? You know how many people wanted to destroy me back then, but they failed without exception. What are you?"

Shabi, Ye is a fire thief certified by the Dragon of Time and Space.

Kant said calmly: "Maybe so, but you were finally sealed in the tomb of King Komora, and in this situation, you can't escape."

"If you destroy my car, then I will seal you in a digester full of all kinds of dung, and set it on fire every three days."

"Or seal you in the eyes of a donkey, and when it can't stand it at all, it will spray or send you mixed with other things through its own efforts."

"Then I'll give you another home without interruption."

"I promise to give you a good experience of what the animals in this world are like trying to live, to feel their powerful bodily functions, every muscle, every nerve signal is very useful, sometimes it's not just donkeys, but I promise they all Wet, warm, dark and powerful."

"Now back to what you just said, I can destroy you. Those people couldn't do anything to you at the time because they were all waste, no creativity, no imagination, even if they couldn't destroy your shell or soul, I It can also drive your spirit and intellect crazy."

"Do you miss the catacombs that have trapped you for hundreds of thousands of years? The people who sealed you are all waste, so they can only keep you in it, and I am better than them. I can play with you as I want. "

"Try it."

He raised his hand and made a please gesture.

"Destroy that car and I'll let you play until humans start colonizing Mars."

Kant's voice was strong and powerful.

The tool spirit was silent for a while.

Whether it is more than a thousand years ago, or now, whether in ancient times or modern times, in its long years of memory, I have never heard such a powerful speech.

After a while, it came back to its senses, and the cunning spirit body was not willing to lose the initiative.

It has to stay tough.

"I hear unease and fear from your threats, and the tougher your words, the more fearful you are."

It smiled grimly: "You're afraid of losing it, aren't you?"

"Indeed, I am its creator, like a teacher, like a father, like a brother, like a friend. We once fought side by side, our souls depended on each other, and we shared everything. It is in danger because of my affairs, and I will do my best to protect and save it, but this is not the case. It doesn't mean you can use it to coerce me and do whatever you want."

Kant's eyes were sharp and calm.

"Don't underestimate me, it's not that I haven't lost."

After speaking, he stepped forward and started walking unhurriedly.

"stop!"

Gunshots exploded.

Kant kept his footsteps, the frequency remained the same, and he still walked unhurriedly.

"Stop talking nonsense, and don't do superfluous things, before I go to attacking position..."

"—Stop immediately!"

"Give me your answer, or tear up the vote now..."

"—Don't force me!"

"And then I'll let you know what eternal pain is, or, if you want to talk about..."

"—Kant!"

"Then give me a sincere offer now..."

"-You will regret this!"

"And your time is running out!"

"—Send me to Biagan!"

Kant stopped.

The Hummer has rumbled.

He moved his neck: "What are you going to do?"

The tool spirit was silent, but it smelled some kind of insistence from Kant's toughness, and he needed to explain.

"...my body," he said reluctantly, "those two traitors, conspired to murder me, sealed my soul in Tacitus, and held them in separate custody in the tomb of the twin kings. middle…"

Kant frowned: "Tacitus?"

Qi Ling replied coldly: "It's what you want to compete for, which is my current body, my current cell, and my current cage."

Kant asked: "Who are you? Ancient people?"

The other party did not tell the truth this time, but did not lie, but directly refused: "This is not the content of the transaction, and you do not need to know, I also have a bottom line!"

Kant asked: "You want to get your body back? Can it still be used?"

"Of course it works. I feel its call all the time. It is calling me, in a sarcophagus sealed with mercury! The connection between the body and the soul is far closer than you think! Oriental!"

Kant thought deeply and continued to ask questions.

The tool spirit maintained considerable patience, and sometimes, it was only sincere to ask questions.

"Your condition is, let me help you get your body back?"

"Yes, as long as the conditions are the same, I will give it back its freedom."

"Specific plan? I'm going to get your coffin back for you?"

"No, let's go to Biagan together, go in together, you can't enter the mausoleum without Tacitus."

—Is this also the reason why Bob and the others attacked Biagan after they got the artifact.

Kant calculated in his mind, and asked again: "I don't believe you, and you don't believe me either?"

The other party said solemnly: "Of course I don't believe you, I can penetrate people's hearts, I can manipulate people's hearts, the world in my eyes is full of deceit, betrayal and lies, why should I believe it?"

Kant asked again: "In this case, how do we bind each other to keep our promises?"

"what you mean?"

"How do I know if you will do anything along the way, and will you kill me when you arrive at the King's Tomb? After you get your body back, what are you going to do?"

"Be confident, Oriental, and after I get my body back, I will rest for a while, relax, and make up for the hundreds of years I have lost. Don't worry, I will not trouble you."

Kant asked, "How can you guarantee it?"

"Do you need a guarantee?" Qi Ling said, "I don't believe you, and you don't believe me, whether this cooperation can proceed smoothly, how can we protect ourselves after the completion, and how can we make sure that the other party will not become a threat - these are of course independent of each other. It's up to you! Promise and oath, do you believe it?"

Hearing this, Kant suddenly laughed.

"That's right."

He smiled and nodded.

Human oaths and commitments are not credible, let alone such a thing.

Well said, it's up to you.

He nodded again and again and said, "In the end, we don't have any deep grudges. The one who has a personal grudge with me is little Bob. He is already dead. We really don't need to be enemies."

The tool spirit just let out two sneers of unknown meaning.

Kant continued: "Maybe we can try to develop a friendship, you have been sealed for hundreds of years, you can't get used to modern life for a while, and all countries in the world have realized the existence of supernatural power, believe me, familiar with today's times is better than What you think is more difficult, and people like us should watch and help each other - don't you think so?"

Qi Ling said calmly: "Take my body back first and then talk about it."

"OK, so, the negotiation is established, and I agree with your proposal."

Kant pointed to the other party: "Now, let me listen to it, you can temporarily inhabit it in its body, but you have to give it some autonomy, I heard that the French government and Big Bob's tomb of Biagan Also determined to win, I need more professional fire support, you can't do it, only it can do it."

The spirit didn't speak.

Kant raised his eyebrows and said in a cold tone: "I want to hear it speak to me, now, immediately, or the negotiation breaks down immediately, I will consider it to have been killed by you, three, two..."

The golden light in his eyes flickered, and he bowed slightly.

At this moment, Qi Ling snorted coldly, and immediately, there was a loud noise from the loudspeaker, and Tie Son's weak voice sounded: "Father..."

The voice of the tool spirit changed back: "Satisfied?"

"Of course I'm not satisfied. How do I know if it's you? Change it! I have something to ask!"

Horus' voice resurfaced.

"Father, I'm fine, you... do it!"

The Transformers roared loudly, then began to roar, the Hummer made a roar, and the component modules on the surface began to vibrate and turn, which was a precursor to deformation!

The dim light in Kant's eyes flashed, and he suddenly stepped forward, stepping on his feet, extracting his spiritual power, the ground collapsed, and spread all the way to the bottom of the car body.

And Kant has returned from the White Mist World, the Centurion War Armor descended from the sky, the heavy copper ball transformed into a huge mechanical giant, grabbed the car body, the frost spray muzzle in the right hand shrank, and the frost magic core inside Rotating in the air under the constraints of the spiritual device, exuding an extreme chill.

Horus roared, and began to deform with difficulty under the suppression of the centurion, half-kneeling, the armor of his chest opened, revealing the golden sphere embedded in it, exuding a demagogic brilliance.

"Father! Quick! It's now!"

Kant appeared like a ghost, reached out and grabbed the golden ball with force.

In the next moment, Horus' roar turned into the evil laugh of the artifact.

"You got Fooled!"

The evil and huge spiritual tentacles rushed into Kant's spiritual sea following the contact of the limbs.

Sanctuary Amulet's psychic defenses are useless.

The Artifact says that the world it sees is full of betrayal, deceit, and lies.

as it does.

But the world is also full of jokes, absurdities and dark humor.

And surprises.

and coincidence.

"You too."

In the spiritual world, the souls who have faced the gods of the other world face to face with Komora's old souls.

I, Kant, took revenge overnight, and slapped the face at the scene.

"Manipulate me? Control you? Do you know how many gods wanted to accept me as a younger brother, bewitch me, seduce me, but they failed without exception. What are you?"

In the spiritual world, the unspeakable greatness and light caused the evil spirit tentacles to scream and dodge. In the real world, Kant grabbed the golden ball, an object called Tastus by the artifact.

Extract, activate.

Spiritual power spreads, covers, interprets, extracts, and extracts elements.

The cage that imprisoned this mysterious old soul began to disintegrate, and the power of the fire thief transcended the boundaries of matter and spirit, and the prisoners who were already mad were also constantly disintegrated.

The tool spirit withdrew its mental tentacles in embarrassment, but fell into the fear of death.

It found its eternal soul beginning to disintegrate.

What is even more terrifying is that Tacitus is also collapsing.

-This is impossible!

In the world of spiritual perception, it can "see" that the eternally solidified outer wall of Tacitus has been shattered, and the treasures contained in it that blur the boundaries between matter and spirit have turned into a strong golden light, toward the oriental man. into the body.

-Why is there such a thing!

It was the supreme treasure that he couldn't think of in his heart, and it was so easy to get it.

The horror this gave it went beyond even the very fact that Tacitus was being absorbed.

—Wait, wait a minute! how come!

He had fulfilled his wish on another level, obtained the knowledge within Tacitus, mingled with it, and reached eternity, but with infinite fear and disbelief.

At the moment before his death, he finally understood what had happened.

In the spiritual world, there is the last scream of despair left by this unknown soul.

"The thief-fire-thrower-"

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PS1: I fell asleep...I think the plot is progressing slowly? I think you think the update is slow, you are just greedy for my update, you are scumbags! Look forward to tomorrow!