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576. A person walks out of the doorway

That's right, equivalent exchange!

Everything stems from equivalent exchange, and at the same time, it revolves around equivalent exchange.

It is conceivable that although the four gods help humans deal with weird people through equivalent exchanges, it does not mean that the positions of the four gods are all human positions.

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

The reason why the four gods travel equivalent exchange transactions may be that in the equivalent exchange, there are certain restrictions on the equivalent exchange, or in other words, it is more appropriate to describe it as a constraint.

If hundreds of millions of lives are used for equivalent exchange, how terrible is the equivalent exchange?

In other words, what is it that can be compared?

Make another bald head?

Axel could hardly imagine...

"This is your ultimate goal for building this temple of four gods?" Axel asked in a deep voice.

"You are wrong, not everyone knows this." Medis shook his head and said with an incomprehensible smile.

The meaning of Medis is very simple. Those who can enter the list of "Everyone" are obviously those four people. Of course, they include Medis himself.

"Why do you have to exchange equal value? With your status and strength in this world, there is nothing you can't do, right?" Axel said with emotion, the strength of the four gods can be said to be able to scramble the whole world. Fry it several times.

"Haha... Although I don't deny that we are very strong, there are many things that we cannot do. For example, breaking the barrier between the mirror world and the ordinary world..." Medis shook his head, "A lot Things are an insurmountable gulf. If someone wants to cross this barrier, then they cannot do it by their own ability, only by these means."

Axel was silent, he could understand what Medis was expressing, but the equivalent exchange of the deaths of these 600 million people, he really couldn't imagine what the exchange was.

"Can you tell me, who is going to do the equivalent exchange?" Axel asked, but Medis was silent, laughed, and asked again in a half-joking tone, "It's not you, right?"

"I'm not that boring, although I can't tell you who is doing this kind of thing, and I don't know who is doing it." Medies said seriously, "Actually, I let You are here to tell you that in this world, not only the crises of the weird people that you see in the ordinary world, but also this kind of crisis that you can’t even think about, something terrifying to your bones. ..."

Medis sighed, she seemed to be a little tired, as if she was tired.

"Do you want to protect mankind?" Axel asked, this is incredible. When mankind was suffering from a huge crisis, he did not see Medis.

"Hehe, what does the life and death of human beings have to do with me?" Medis said very simply, yes, as the four gods, humans or weird people, it has nothing to do with her, whoever lives and lives is good. She only cares about what she wants to care about...

"Then why are you worried?"

"If the things that someone exchanged have a certain threat to your place of existence, you said, would I be worried?"

"Understood...This is also the reason you brought me here. I hope that when I have enough strength in the future, I can help you?"

"Yes, you are a man of creation..."

Axel shrugged his shoulders. It was clear to him how many jins are now, and it was not the time to enter this level of battle.

"Don't be presumptuous, I'm very optimistic about you... The equivalent exchange on your body must be used wisely..." Medis's figure gradually became blurred, and then the wind blew, In this way, it disappeared unbelievably.

Axel sighed that Medis's strength was extraordinary, and he couldn't do it by applying oil on the soles of his hands and feet just ten times his own ability.

However, the level of equivalent exchange of my own double pupils is relatively low, and the level of things that can be replaced is relatively low. So far, that is, I have helped myself with the fifth grade in terms of boxing and mind. To be honest, even my own master He hasn't reached his rank. With his own strength, wanting to face the crisis that he often faces nowadays is simply shaking the tree.

He sighed slightly, always feeling that such a heavy burden was placed on his body, it seemed that it was too early. However, it's not that Medis came here this time without help, at least, that reward...

The temple is very deep, with many doorways and porches. I don’t know where it leads to. There is no other person beside him. Axel also feels dull. There is no trembling tornado by his side, but only in the whole temple Slowly strolling around.

First of all, of course, continue to look at those murals.

After Wei Leida died, the sorrow of the fist **** who was also one of the four gods. He buried Wei Leida in the sea of ​​silence. At the same time, he used her corpse as a medium of equivalent exchange to suppress The corpse of the weird king lest he rekindle.

The grief reached the extreme, in order to commemorate Wei Leida, the **** of fist exchanged a kind of technology-the technology of copying people!

Seeing this, Axel was stunned. He didn't expect that the technology of copying and cloning humans actually came from this way. It seems that the technology in the realm is the source of the technology of the ordinary world, but now he knows this. There are not many people in, and the four gods don’t care if people know this.

The strength of the clone is not able to reach the level of the original ancestor, there is a certain difference, and the boxing **** seems to be chasing this technology, indulging in it all day long, day after day, he finally created many clones. ..

A copy of Velida!

At this moment, Axel stood at the back of the mural, staring at the mural, standing a copy of Verida.

"Short hair, dark eyes, leather gloves, a short vest..." Axel was stunned. This is just a portrayal of a girl in a vest. The only difference is that the mural is slightly different. The girl in ninjutsu uses ninjutsu to fight, and the girl in the vest often uses the combat method of close hand-to-hand combat, but that way and the look are almost the same as carved out of a mold.

"What the **** is going on?" Acselton was confused. If it is said that from the recent situation, the girl in the vest should be inextricably related to the weird king, but how can it be with Velida? General imagination?

what on earth is it?

At this moment, in another doorway, a person walked out.