"Wait a minute, do you know who the being is talking to us? Do you also know the origin of the palace?"

"Well, He has no ill intentions towards you. On the contrary, He probably likes you very much. After all, only you can hear His voice. In fact, as long as you take the initiative to talk to Him, you will know the truth. There is no need to come all the way to the Holy Spirit.

Domain. The temple is where He is enshrined, and His body is underneath, so it’s best not to go down. Normally, you can take some things to enshrine.”

"Him?"

As soon as Gelsemium heard this word that was different from any other pronoun, the smile on her face became more and more helpless.

He seemed to have guessed that his own clan had now settled on the head of the great Lord God, but he was still not sure of what Fisher said about His attitude towards his clan.

But this is already good news, after all, he came to the Sanctuary just to get this answer.

Although Asuka Karasawa still doesn't understand most of it, she no longer rejects the world so much after her conversation with Fisher that night. At least she will silently memorize some terms about this world. For example, she probably knows it now

The whale race seems to live in the deep sea.

"Lord Michael, you are back from the sixth day, and I have something to report to you."

When Heller took Fisher and the others back to Michael's forge, to their surprise, Mikhail was also here. When he saw Fisher and others coming in, he even said hello.

Obviously this is not the first time here.

Michael sat in his seat, with the prosthetic hand and eyeball removed from Mikhail's body beside him. He looked at Heller who came and asked,

"Elven King Shou?"

"That's right, sixty years have passed, and the Elf King's birthday is about one month away. Moreover, according to Lord Lemuel's observation on the first day, there seems to be something unexpected at the Jianmu Palace, and it has been closed.

It's been a long time, maybe we can take this opportunity to find out?"

Heller recounted Sariel's information to Michael. Michael held up his chin and sneered, looked at Heller and said,

"Lemuel and Sariel wear the same pair of trousers. Remiel's words are equivalent to Sariel's saying that she also wants the teardrop and dreams."

"Then I will refuse Lord Sariel, Lord Michael."

Hellaire said this without hesitation like a grasshopper, but Michael did not confirm it immediately. He just glanced at the three people behind her and asked,

"You are the messenger this time?"

"Well, that's right."

"I'm sorry to trouble you, but I'm willing to take on this hard job. If I'm not wrong, Sariel will definitely want these three people to go with you. With these followers who are not at the myth level, it will be easier to explore the Jianmu Palace. It's me.

I promise you, and I will also provide you with help. You are only responsible for bringing the news back. I will fight with Sariel about the teardrops. But there is one condition, bring him with me."

Michael pointed at Mikhail who was a little surprised, and then explained expressionlessly,

"It would be more appropriate to take one of my people with you. If there is any information then, I will know it immediately."

Mikhail glanced at Michael with a dead smile and said helplessly,

"I have helped you build the machine tool, and then it will be able to automatically create the products of our world. The agreement has been completed, and you should let me go free."

Michael smiled, pointed to the huge planet outside, and said,

"You should be glad that I am not an angel who manipulates the content of the transaction. According to the content of our transaction, I can throw you directly out of the sanctuary and let you fend for yourself. But this is indeed the last thing. Below the sanctuary is

Even if you go down to the ocean, you won't be able to go far. Follow them to the Tree Continent, help them celebrate their birthdays, and return the information to me. You can go wherever you want."

Then, Michael threw the prosthetic hand beside him to Mikhail and added,

"I have modified your prosthetic body, but your mental illness is caused by the fragile neurological adaptability of human beings, and it is also related to your own experience. Don't use the prosthetic body often after wearing it, if you don't want to go crazy again.

"

"Thanks."

Mikhail was silent for a moment, lifted up the prosthetic body, and connected it to the interface hidden under the white robe under Asuka Karasawa's extremely surprised eyes. As a crisp sound rang out, Mikhail

The mechanical lines on El's face lit up little by little, and several illusory subtitles appeared in front of his eyes.

【Register:00001】

[Right arm: The Novosibirsk Wind Particle Cannon bionic limb was successfully docked and functioning normally.]

[Hardware changes detected, network connection failed, no solution yet]

[Prosthetic body will threshold: 34%, no blocker detected, please be aware of the risk of loss of control caused by excessive computing power. 】

"call"

Mikhail breathed a sigh of relief, and the thick mechanical right arm turned a few times, making Asuka Karasawa next to her starry eyes shine. This handsome mechanical arm reminded her of things like Gundam or Unit-1.

Although she is a girl with such a handsome appearance, she actually doesn't like animations such as Sailor Moon. She prefers this type of animation.

Fisher's pupils shrank slightly when he looked at the illusory and visible subtitles, because he was suddenly surprised to find that the interface Mikhail saw in front of him was about 90% similar to the interface in his own game, except that only he could see his own page.

That's all

Although Fisher had felt that the contributor had a bad taste before, otherwise she would not have joined the Society of Creation at all and copied their naming method to create a weird manual. Even the interface was modeled after Mikhail

constructed with instruments.

"This prosthetic body is so handsome."

Mikhail stretched his prosthetic body and took the prosthetic eye, but did not put it on, but put it in his pocket.

That thing is the microcomputer he uses, but putting it in will greatly increase his will threshold, which may make him fall ill again, so there is no need to put it in for the time being.

Mikhail was actually a little surprised while he was silent. When this prosthetic body was installed normally, if there was no blocker that could prevent the prosthetic body from invading the nerves, the will threshold would continue to approach 60%. After Michael's modification,

, the will threshold has only reached 34%, and this problem has plagued the company for more than ten years and has not found a solution.

But he did not open his mouth to ask the terrifying angel in front of him, and remained silent.

"Oh, it is really hard to imagine Heller with human thinking. There is also a [time capsule] here, which can be used for storage. You can take it too. The birthday gift is also here, and has been placed in this time capsule.

Already."

According to usual practice, the gifts prepared by the sanctuary are always provided by Michael, and this time is no exception.

"Thank you, thank you, ah, this is so generous."

Heller moved forward to catch several round holy objects floating in the air. The joyful smile on his face showed that these things were extremely valuable, but Fisher, who was not familiar with the value of holy objects, did not have time to pay attention to them.

The value of these holy objects, because suddenly, he felt a strange palpitating feeling in his heart again.

"Plop! Plop! Plop!"

The sound of his own heartbeat resounded in his ears like thunder. It was not until this feeling occurred for the second time that Fisher was absolutely sure of the source of this feeling.

Michael, who was making arrangements in front of him, also turned his pupils slightly. When Fisher felt strange, he immediately looked at him, as if he saw something weird.

He frowned and subconsciously said,

"die?"

In Michael's eyes, the rules of death that had been entangled around Fisher were becoming a little bit distorted, becoming weird and strange, but so heavy and deadly that even he felt terrified.

The death pursuit of Fisher seems to have returned with greater momentum at this moment for some unknown reason.

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