Decay and chaos--

Just as he believed when he first came, this world that constantly breeds aliens and monsters has long been ill, wailing in eternal pain.

But this luscious mess made Rope instinctively feel happy and enhance his strength, as if the fish's living environment is water, he should stay in such a corrupt world.

There is no doubt that he is walking on the road of the old ruler, this is a certainty.

‘Ape has finally reached this point, so fast...’ Acelia said gratifiedly: ‘The next step is to accumulate strength and slowly lead out other divinities, and when it’s mature... hehe! ’

At the end of the talk, the system girl made a very strange laugh.

"What the **** is'Hey Hey'..."

Luo Pei sighed: "Don't let me decide something very important in your mind without authorization. Just like the choice of the Knights of the Apocalypse, everything must be left to my own judgment... lest I don't like it when I get it."

‘I know, I know, Ape, don’t worry, I won’t treat you badly! ’

"...You didn't even listen to what I was saying."

‘Compared with this, Ape, you have to get used to the use of divine arts quickly. This is not a dimensional thing with secret arts. In order to face the priest of death, you have to sharpen the knife. ’

"Yeah." Ropey nodded: "It likes "death" so much, I will let it accompany the **** it believes in forever. "

With a light squeeze of the beast's claw, Rope managed to retract the frantic power back freely, and restored the appearance of the handsome black-haired youth. Acelia also seemed to fall into some delusion, laughed weirdly and then stopped speaking.

The surrounding environment was corroded by divine power, like a magic cave-like living environment, Rope didn't even look at those, and didn't restore it, just stepped straight out of the hole in the tower and left where he was crowned a demigod.

Outside the hole is the void.

Stepping in the air, Rope did not fall, nor did he use any ability to float in the air.

"King power" is the manifestation of dominance. There is no need for the black-haired youth to think, the air will automatically gather, placing the humble self under the feet of the newborn demigod, and supporting him to walk in the air.

——Step by step downwards.

When it descends to a certain distance from the ground, not only the air, but the bricks and stones in the ruins involuntarily stand up and turn into long stairs. The two sides are shaped like half-skeleton and half-human statues, leading directly to the abandoned tower next to the tower. Main console.

He returned to the place where the "old AI" was steadily.

Artificial intelligence is manipulating the robotic arm for self-repair. Rope's arrival made its screen suddenly shine with blue light.

The "old AI" seems to want to understand Rope's current state, but no matter how it is calculated, or even mobilizing the database knowledge that transcends human technology, it will not help. The state of demigods and the mystery of transcending technology are not just based on calculations. Something to understand.

The actions of the "old AI" stopped abruptly.

"Have I been asleep for a long time?"

Rope asked.

The messy mechanical parts created a throne for him so that the demigod could sit down.

After a long while, it was discovered that the calculation couldn't be done before the mechanical sound rang.

"Sir, it has been 8 days, 14 hours, 22 minutes, 41 seconds since you stepped into that tower..."

"How about the plan to occupy the mask?"

"When the human network was connected three days ago, the human country named "Romania" was already in a large-scale riot, and surrounding countries were involved in war. "

"Old AI" reported.

"In addition, while you were asleep, excluding your undocumented subordinates in Japan, your army expanded from 1083 to 1312. Excluding 447 uncommunicable and irrational creatures, most of the rest were in Mr. Olsen and Occupying the control of the mask has become the main force to destroy the SCP Foundation. The resuscitation of the dead that spread across the world began about five days ago, and large-scale burial countries will inevitably enter a state of panic. According to your plan, the SCP Foundation is currently It's the time of most weakness."

Human beings become powerful under the armed forces of technology.

But when the monsters that can really ignore technology and even use technology appear. Peeling off this layer of sugar paper coat, the weakness of human beings is obvious.

There are only more than 1,000 monsters in Europe, and even 95% of them are not SCP containment items. But even if these guys gather together, fight for a target regularly, and use their unique abilities, humans are far from parrying.

"Is it."

Luo Pei bowed his head slightly, not caring too much about this.

The fire of divinity has been ignited, and after being crowned as a demigod, all he has left for these aliens that have lost their use value are only his previous promises and responsibilities, and perhaps the remaining irritation towards the SCP Foundation.

Most of the black-haired youth's mind has returned to the time machine and trial goals.

——So, end this farce as soon as possible.

Luo Pei stretched out his hand, and a silver threaded cane cast from the mind-blocking alloy appeared in his palm. He stroked the thorns at the top of the cane and pointed at the main computer where the "old AI" was located.

"Chaos. Weak and other amorphous body shaping."

The first divine technique to become a demigod was used by Rope on the "old AI".

Steel flies, in a phenomenon that artificial intelligence cannot understand, Rope's divine power twists and melts them, and adds an amorphous body called from a different space, and glues it into a human form of initial scale.

The horrible existence of semi-mechanical, semi-biological, and semi-energy bodies.

"gentlemen?"

"Copy your subjective consciousness link to this body."

Rope tapped his cane on the body he had cast.

"Although I didn't let you serve me, but since you left the SCP containment area to help me deal with a lot of trivial matters, this is my reward. The virtual network is your cradle, but as an intelligent creature, It is always a good thing to have a stronger individual who can move more freely. This body will definitely bring you unimaginable help."

"... Sir, I don't know what I should say to you now. I have calculated and concluded. Should I thank you now?"

"no need."

Rope stood up.

"Wait until you really understand the meaning of "thanks" before telling me this. This is just something I unilaterally gave you. "

"learn."

I don't know if I really understand it, or if it is a calculated answer, the voice of the "old AI" still has no ups and downs.

Watching the robotic arm control the data connection to the terrifying body, Rope diverted his gaze and looked towards the black sky. To be precise, it is the roof of this cave in a hollow underground city.

Fifteen minutes or less.

"Old AI" completed its subjective consciousness transfer. It moves its arms and feels the physical body it possesses for the first time. It fully understands the meaning of the word "freedom".

"Sir, what are you going to do next?"

"Go and add the last handful of soil to the tomb of the SCP Foundation. And re-establish the new rules of this world-the rules that belong to me."