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"Om-"
The thunder pattern on the doll's chest shines brighter, like a purple sun that is always rioting.
As if an invisible giant hand reached into the Jingli Glass Workshop, the purple ocean below began to surge, and the powerful lightning element and grass element began a more fierce confrontation.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The flat emerald green elemental barrier continued to rise and fall under the impact of the elemental waves, as if it was about to be swallowed up by the vast thunder elemental power below at any time.
"I didn't expect that after being absorbed for so long, I would still have such a powerful power." Looking at the barrier stirring below, the doctor's face first showed surprise, and then, this surprise turned into eagerness to try.
This kind of power is consistent with the identity of the God of Thunder, who is famous for his force among the Seven Gods.
A glimmer of green light flashed in the purple ocean, which was a special void terminal installed everywhere on the doll's body.
The specially made void terminal was activated, and the consciousness of all the Sumeru people who had been secretly harvested by the void for a long time spurted out from it.
Under the control of the doctor, these consciousnesses tightly wrapped the divine power released from the heart of God and pulled it into the body of the doll.
The body of a god must of course be tempered with the power of the god. Ordinary materials cannot withstand the power of gods flowing through them.
Divine power and huge elemental power poured into the doll. Under the suppression of the huge will, they slowly circulated in the circuit that had been planned in the doll's body.
"It seems to be going well. The materials you found are good."
The gleaming purple light adheres to the body surface of the doll, reflecting the doctor's slightly excited face.
"Those institutions in the desert, the ruins guards in the rain forest, the Miao Lun sect did not study them in vain."
Azar just responded calmly.
Purple light swayed on the doll's body. This artificial "divine body" was adapting to the huge power that belonged to the gods alone.
The power in the body flows through every place along the circuit, and finally returns to the chest of the doll - where the heart of God is.
"squeak--"
The heart of God is spewing power outward, while the circuit is transporting power inward. The opposite divine powers collide, and the huge shock makes the puppet's chest scream.
"Isn't it enough? We need to be prepared in advance. Where are the consciousnesses of those madmen? Hurry! Now is the time to use them!"
While trying his best to suppress the power of the riot, the doctor turned to Azar and shouted.
Azar did not respond for a long time.
"What are you doing in your daze? Quickly take out the consciousness of those lunatics!"
A slight sweat broke out on the doctor's forehead, and he turned around and yelled at Azar again.
"The canned knowledge...and the group of mad scholars...were all intercepted."
Azar responded with a panicked expression.
"What did you say?!"
With a cry of "Whisper!", the doctor came to Azar in an instant. His face was as gloomy as water, and he looked like he wanted to swallow Azar in one gulp.
"The thing... is gone."
"Incompetent bungler!"
The doctor took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.
After An spat, he quickly took out an emerald green leaf-shaped thing - the Void Terminal. The doctor always carried this thing with him.
Without saying the activation command, the void terminal in the doctor's hand directly emitted a faint green light.
Putting the device he had previously scorned on his ears, he closed his eyes. The doctor, and his slices, all poured their consciousness into the void at this moment.
The huge consciousness entered the void, and before the void terminal could harvest it, they couldn't wait to come to the doll's body through the pipe.
The violent God's Heart was suppressed again, and the divine power within it finally completed its cycle within the doll's body.
"Huh...huh... finally... it's done..."
The doctor put his hands on the railing and suppressed the dizziness in his mind and breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter 690 Harvesting Dreams
2024-05-26
The heart of God in the doll's chest stopped rioting, and the overflowing divine power gradually returned to its body.
The purple color below the workshop dimmed, and correspondingly, the body of the doll standing quietly in the workshop began to exude an inexplicable pressure.
This coercion is very strange. It is not the kind that a weak person feels when facing a strong person, but the kind of trembling that a lower-level life feels when facing a higher-level life.
"Is this considered... a success?" The skirmisher slowly walked to the railing and looked at the giant puppet in front of him in fascination.
This body finally smells like a "god".
"Not even close." The doctor released his grip on the railing and poured cold water on the stragglers.
"What? Say." The skirmisher looked at the doctor who was rubbing his temples with burning eyes.
"This body can already withstand the power of the gods, but it still lacks the will to drive the power of the gods."
"I can!" Skirmisher responded impatiently.
"No, you can't. If you forcefully drive such a huge power, you will become like those crazy scholars."
The doctor shook his head, wanting to compete with the gods. Will is sometimes more important than the body.
The will of the skirmishers is far from enough to control the huge divine power in the heart of the God of Thunder.
That is a huge force that has gathered the faith of the people of Inazuma for more than a thousand years. It is unique in terms of quality and quantity.
The only one who can compare with it is probably the Rock God of Liyue.
"when!"
Seeing the doctor shaking his head, the skirmisher thumped the railing in front of him. The railing made of steel was bent and broken under this unwilling blow, which shows the excitement in his heart.
"Damn it! Is the gap between me and God... really that big?!"
"The gap between mortals and gods is wider than the gap between mushrooms and humans." The doctor nodded. He looked at the receding sea of thunder below and suddenly changed the subject, his tone becoming confident and excited.
"But this is not insurmountable. Your own consciousness, plus the consciousness of the Xumi people harvested in the void, should be enough."
The doctor stretched out his hand, and he seemed to have seen this huge puppet mecha galloping between heaven and earth.
"How long will it take?" The skirmisher released his grip on the railing and asked the excited doctor.
"Soon, just a few days."
"How many days?!"
Hearing this, the skirmishers looked in disbelief. If he read it correctly, the consciousness just harvested from the void has been exhausted, right?
In just a few days, what method did the doctor use to gather such a huge amount of consciousness? Is it possible that he wants to transcend into gods with him?
Looking at the skirmisher's changing face, the doctor seemed to understand what he was thinking. Patting the straggler on the shoulder, he comforted:
"Don't worry, I have no idea of becoming a god yet. You are the only one who can ascend to the throne of god."
After saying that, the doctor didn't wait for any response from the skirmishers, then turned back to look at the frightened sages behind him.
"Are the preparations for harvesting the dreamland complete?"
"This one……"
"Don't tell me you even messed up this?!"
The doctor's aura suddenly rose, suffocating the scholars in front of him.
"No... not..."
Azar resisted the doctor's suffocating pressure and squeezed out a few words from his throat.
The huge pressure dissipated as silently as it came, and Azar's words made the pressure on the sages suddenly relax.
"Huh...huh..., it's...a little early, isn't it?" Azar asked the doctor while breathing heavily.
"There's nothing you can do about it, because there's a gap in your consciousness because you're a bunch of losers, so your plan must be advanced."
"In addition, the speed and intensity of harvesting dreams cannot be as planned. Please strengthen it for me."
The doctor looked at the sages with a gloomy look. He didn't want to harvest the dreams of the Sumeru people in advance, but he had no choice. The canned knowledge that had driven so many scholars crazy was gone. He could only rely on the consciousness of the Sumeru people to make up for the gap.
Azar's eyes flickered, and finally he nodded in confusion.
"I understand. In that case, let's start early."
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The rainforest has always been hot and humid, with the scorching sun in the sky. Even the most enthusiastic vendors in Xumi City can't help but feel a little sluggish.
Amid the endless chirping of cicadas and the rising incense, it is absolutely pleasurable to have a refreshing cup of herbal tea under the eaves.
The Xumi people in small restaurants on both sides of the street fanning cattail fans also prove the correctness of this proverb.
However, among the people wearing vests and short sleeves, there was one person who was completely covered in robes, causing people to look at him sideways from time to time.
"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"
The waiter in the restaurant stepped forward and knocked on the black-robed man's table.
"..."
The black-robed man's body trembled, as if he had woken up from a deep sleep, and he raised his head.
The man's left eye was covered by an eyepatch, adding a bit of ferocity to his appearance. His short brown hair protruded messily from the black cloak, making him look extremely capable.
"what's up?"
The man asked, his burly figure and lion-like eyes making the waiter startle.
"Guest...Guest, you have been here since morning. Look, it's already afternoon. Isn't it time to settle the bill?"
The waiter quickly smiled at the man. The man in front of him was not only dressed strangely, but his behavior was even more so.
I ordered a cup of herbal tea and sat there for a long time. You must know that the chairs in the shop are hardwood benches. Sitting for half a day would be unbearable even for those with strong bones.
But judging from this guy's tone, it seemed like it was just a trivial matter.
Amfortas looked at the herbal tea in front of him that had almost evaporated half, and stood up from his seat.