Chapter 560: Full Sense of Technology

"Can you run away?"

With a flick of his fingers, Qin Lang crossed the [Breaking Gate] and came to the leader of the demon hunter. The moment he swung his bone sword, he heard the leader of the demon hunter exclaiming and begging for mercy: "You can do whatever you want, don't kill me! "

Even among the races living in the God's Domain, there are still those who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

"When the Badan tribe begged you for mercy, what did you do to them?"

Qin Lang sneered, the bone sword flew across the air, and the head of the demon hunter leader flew directly up.

"Just keep one or two prisoners for interrogation, and kill the rest!"

Following Qin Lang's order, everyone rushed forward and killed all the demon hunters like chickens. In the end, only a few female demon hunters were left who had no fighting ability at first sight.

"Gadu, is it Gadu? How did you become like this?"

The high priest of Badan couldn't believe his eyes. He had only been away for a few months, and Gadu had become the supreme demon? !

"High Priest!"

Qin Lang took the key and released the high priest and the remaining priests from the cage.

Gadu held the high priest of Badan and cried with snot and tears. He was still a child after all.

Qin Lang signaled everyone not to watch. Gadu and the others must have a lot to talk about.

"Tell me about it."

Qin Lang sat on the bench with his arms and legs spread out.

Below were three female witchers with their arms bound. They were all frightened and trembling.

"What do you want to know, my lord?"

"Everything, including how you got here, where the downward passage is, the area where you live, and your living habits."

Qin Lang is not so much interested in demon hunters as he is interested in their field.

The more demons you kill, the more

Who is not confused after hearing this powerful field?

You know, Qin Lang is now a thorn in the side of the Supreme Demon Clan, and sooner or later he will meet Canaan and the Supreme Demon Clan.

"Yes, I will tell you everything, it's like this..."

Now that there was nothing to hide, the three demon hunters began to tell all the information about their race.

"Qin Lang."

"The High Priest of Badan."

Qin Lang stood up to say hello. He respected the high priest very much.

"These people are the logistics of the team. During the period of being imprisoned, they secretly sent us food many times, so we didn't starve to death. After you get the information you want, can you let them go?" Ba High Priest Dan was very kind and pleaded in words.

Qin Lang smiled and said: "Even the high priest has spoken, so I will definitely let them go. Xiaomei, please untie them."

"good."

Lin Xiaomei went to remove the handcuffs of the three people.

"Thank you, High Priest Badan." The three demon hunters were sincerely grateful and bowed deeply.

"The demons and the demon-hunting tribe have been natural enemies for generations. I knew they would fight each other when they met, but I didn't expect that they would come down from the 'Superior God Realm'. The intelligent demons are too weak."

The high priest of Badain was much older than when he saw him before. He looked like he was exhausted, which made people feel sad.

"Each race has its own strengths and weaknesses. For example, if you use the aging curse, not all races can master this technique." Qin Lang could only comfort him like this.

The high priest of Badan took the blue ball sent by another young priest and held it in his palm, with tears in his eyes, "Qin Lang, I want to ask you something."

"Please speak."

"Gadu said,

In your country, there is a very powerful god living in it, who masters the most noble technique in the world [Soul Resurrection]. Can you please let him help resurrect my people? "

"Um, you mean, this blue ball contains the souls of your people?"

Qin Lang's eyes widened.

"This is the [Demon Source Container], which was specially researched by the demon hunters. It contains an alien space that can carry a large number of demon souls." High Priest Badan explained.

Qin Lang pondered for a moment, "Resurrection is no problem, but the problem right now is that there are not so many materials."

Qin Lang told his dilemma.

As the saying goes, a good woman can't make a meal without rice. Even though Teacher Shu and Blood Lord live in Fengshuo City, both of them have the ability to resurrect souls, but they don't have suitable bodies.

"What you're talking about does seem a bit tricky."

The high priest of Badan fell into deep thought.

"After gathering my remains, I can use the [Divine Flesh Refining Furnace] to forge physical bodies for you with crystal cores."

The little genius's wristband suddenly opened, and he fell off automatically. After falling to the ground, he turned into a half-meter-tall metal robot.

"You can transform!"

Qin Lang was overjoyed, knowing that this was the second piece of debris digested by the little genius.

"This is" the high priest Badan took a deep breath and asked uncertainly: "Why does it have the aura of the ancestor god on it?"

"Because the little genius is originally the ancestral god."

Qin Lang smiled and spoke.

"!!!"

The brain of the high priest of Badan suddenly shut down.

"What do you mean by a body made of crystal cores? Also, could you please stop using words like 'I' and 'er'? It sounds awkward."

Qin Lang sat on the floor and looked at this very sophisticated small robot. Unfortunately, he could only watch it from a distance and did not dare to play with it.

"Language conversion in progress, please

Machine matching language module system, loading..."

A progress bar flashed on the screen on the little robot's chest. When the progress bar was full, he said: "Stupid silly x, of course there is a saying that the crystal core itself has extremely strong defensive capabilities, which is no worse than the body of the Supreme Demon. Yes, you idiot, why did you give me such a stupid name as Little Genius? It’s such an ugly name.”

"Wait a minute! What kind of language system is this?"

Qin Lang's scalp was fried. How come this robot curses people when it opens its mouth?

A line of words crossed the screen - "Current language module: a gangster with extremely low quality."

"You silly thing, you can choose the language module you want to listen to. If you see the button next to it, just rotate it."

"..."

Qin Lang resisted the urge to beat him and fiddled with the buttons. Sure enough, there were many language module options, such as: a coquettish twin-tailed lolita, a cold and big-breasted female teacher, a humorous and talkative killer, a wise scholar who likes to preach, and a drunkard A street stall military strategist who starts bragging after just two drinks...

He was stunned.

It is worthy of being a mechanical god, with a full sense of technology.

In the end, Qin Lang chose the language module - the strong one who speaks concisely and concisely.

"Language module conversion..."

"Loading..."

"complete."

"How about you say a few more words and listen?"

"What's the matter?" The robot raised its head.

"This is the feeling I want. Having an Imperial Dragon in the team is noisy enough. I have to be kinder to my ears."

Huang Long, who was resting on a stool not far away: "???"

"Let's continue the topic just now. Just tell me, how many tons of crystal nuclei are needed to make a crystal core body? I have too many crystal nuclei. I don't even need it.

Not finished. "

"Ancestral God Body, 10 billion tons."

"Ancient divine body, 100 million tons."

"..."

"..."

"Click!"

That was Qin Lang's heartbroken voice.