252. Odin's Crow
The stickman suddenly transformed into a jet black plane silhouette with fangs and claws.
Everything around him began to disappear gradually, wooden chairs rotted, drinking water evaporated, light distorted, ceramic tiles melted, everything was being replaced.
There are three red moons hanging high in the sky, and countless gloomy spiers rise from the ground to form a "forest". Smog has swallowed up most of the world, and the ground is covered with scattered bones and broken limbs of living things.
Then surrounding Hewen and the stickman, the four splendid walls slowly rose up. Countless "trophies" were hung on the walls, including the upper body of the god, the head of a huge terrifying monster, and in one of the glass boxes, there was
Holding the upper body of the headless man just now - most of the body left behind floating behind the scenes.
Along with the formation of the palace, corridors also appeared, and in these corridors, the prison doors could be vaguely seen, and the mad roars of tortured people echoed in the shadows behind the iron bars.
The most beautiful treasures among them are several miniature colored balls suspended on gold display cabinets.
At the top of the palace, there is a golden statue of Odin, but this "Odin" is lying on the ground like a dog, with a collar around his neck.
Beside Odin, a statue of a wolf holds the chain at the other end of the collar.
Freki, who represents greed, is one of the two wolves at Odin's feet.
Hewen glanced at the stick figure.
Stickman argued:
"This can weaken his divine power, okay, okay, we do have some personal grudges, and you are right, I hate him, this is the gift I prepared for him, one day I will make the same but huge countless
Statues of times stand in your world."
The stickman noticed Hevin looking at the floating balls:
"Well, these are all the worlds I collected. Most of the planets I visited were destroyed by me. A few of them I didn't pay attention to, and a very few were collected by me. These are the ones I put out for guests.
To watch.”
It floated to one of them, and then pressed it gently with his thumb.
"The race this week is purely silicon-based. Do you know that you have something called a computer now? It is still experimental, but it may be put into use in a few decades, and it will be popularized all over the world in two or three hundred years.
.
"And the life on this planet is a more advanced form of things like computers, and they have exterminated the creatures that created them.
"But guess what, they later created a kind of carbon-based life through biotechnology, and this creature happened to be very similar to the 'creator' of these super artificial intelligences.
"It's just that the new race has a more powerful and perfect brain based on cell structure than their predecessors."
"The super-intelligent beings are so complacent that they regard the new race they created as a funny joke and different from the way their creators treated them.
"They did not oppress their own creations, but gave them so-called 'human rights'. Well, it's ridiculous. After all, their intelligence is based on neural network-like technology, but the same thing, different coping methods, bring about the results
They are the same and destined.
"That is, the higher-level group replaced the lower-level group. After 13,000 years of reincarnation, the Cades finally ruled the planet in a more advanced and outstanding manner, and they have even begun to colonize other planets in the same star system.
"Then they disturbed me while I was having a banquet. Fortunately for me, I thought their history was very interesting, so I kept them."
Hewen looked at the position where the stickman's finger pressed.
Numerous artificial intelligence core chips have just been permanently destroyed.
"Now, you are my guest, so you might as well follow me for a nice stroll."
Stickman led Hewen through the corridor, and when the cells on both sides of the corridor sensed someone passing by, several "prisoners" rushed towards him.
Among them are some kind of shape-shifters, tribes of nomadic tribes from the stars, huge golden dragons like mountains, alien gods carrying out fusion reactions like the sun, and immortal ancient ones.
But more of the guys in the cells were retreating deeper to avoid this evil monster.
Hewen took a look:
"Do they know your current state?"
The sun man said in a foreign language:
"I will take revenge. One day I will leave here. For the sake of all my brothers and sisters, I will burn you to ashes. The blood debt must be paid with blood."
The stick figure shook his head towards the sun god.
All the bones in his body were suddenly dislocated, and his internal organs and flesh were crushed and collapsed.
"I forgot to mention that my power here is endless, so when you step into my palace, you have already lost. Unless you are a guy who can rival Odin, you can defeat me here."
The stickman said coldly:
"You've already lost."
It seemed that in its eyes at this moment, Hewen was really an insect that could be easily crushed to death by him.
Hevin didn't answer, even though he followed it quietly.
Although the doors of each room in this place look small, the space inside is actually distorted, and the size only depends on how big it needs to be.
And when Hewen arrived at the destination guided by the stick figure, he found that the room was so big that it exceeded human cognitive ability. If a normal person suddenly stepped into this place, they would be shocked by the size gap.
Those who are determined, or have a genetic mental illness, are likely to go crazy.
Just because it's so big here.
Most of the huge room is taken up by a birdcage.
And living among them is a huge crow, its eyes seem to shine far beyond human wisdom.
"Odin's bird." The stickman introduced.
"Odin's eyes and ears symbolize the blessing of thought." Hewen whispered.
The stickman nodded proudly and said:
"I caught it. Without Odin, I can still catch a mere crow."
Hewen said:
"Without Odin, Fokine itself is nothing."
The stickman looked at Hewen:
"I've always been curious about one thing. You speak like Odin, and you seem to even look down on Odin's crow. Who are you? Surtur? King of Giants?
"Who are you to dare to despise the Father of the Gods so much? It seems that in your eyes, as his defeated general, I am so worthless and vulnerable.
"What qualifications do you have to say that? Admit it, young man, admit it, the remaining old god, tell me your name, and then die with respect."
Seeing that Hewen didn't answer, the stickman tore open a corner of the space.
A crack appeared between the two of them, and beneath the crack was Hevin and his familiar sight.
It was a miniature scene of his mansion, as if the roof of his house had been lifted open, and Hala, Kelly and others were inside.
The stickman stretched out a finger and wanted to do what he had just done.
Crush a group of ants to death.
Hewen stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the crack disappeared without a trace:
"Odin's Secret.
"You actually realized it when you gave your right eye to Lamont, the president of Aaron University. Unfortunately, you didn't completely break free of his thread."
"Odin's secret is that the reason why you found his right eye and captured Fujin is because he arranged all of this. It is true that you have the ability to obtain and restrict them, but in fact they are also
We cooperated in this process.”
Hewen waved to the stickman.
The stickman put his little black dot-like head close to it.
Hewen whispered:
"The Eye of Odin and 'Thought' Fujin, they are just for..."
Chapter completed!