Chapter 254: The Terrifying Base Full of Demigods

, The Genie Starting from Marvel

After forcibly expelling the "Shy Person," the Partypoopers began to continue cleaning the battlefield. They didn't seem to have too much sadness for the death of their compatriots. This might be the result of their internal thoughts.

A group of survivors of a lost civilization who all think that the future will be destroyed is very reasonable to think that early death and late death are about the same.

"You seem to know them?" Frank turned to the Partypooper leader and asked.

"In the database, they originally came from a turbulent civilization and were monsters born in that civilization. Now they have also become entities here. That civilization had a hard time, trying hard to maintain social stability and the development of civilization in endless crises. However, it finally returned to silence, just like the ultimate fate of this universe, and just like us (= "

The Partypooper replied plainly.

"Were they destroyed by these monsters in the end? Or was it due to Dormammu's swallowing?" Frank continued to ask.

"Both, mainly the latter (= " The Partypooper told all the information they knew, "If you need it, I can organize the information and send it to you (= "

"Thank you very much." Frank said, his eyes turning around the person in front of him. There were not many individuals in Partypoopers who were willing to communicate extensively with others, and this was one of them. "If, I mean if, we defeat Dormammu, defeat the fate you determined, at least defeat a part of it, are you willing to join us?"

Frank invited the Partypooper. If they joined, the technology that the Partypooper civilization had already unlocked would definitely allow Earth civilization to get a big leap, and they would have more confidence when facing any enemy.

The Partypooper leader didn't reply, but in this case, not denying it was also a kind of reply in a sense.

At the same time, outside the urban legend world, a huge time barrier tightly wrapped the entire world, without leaving a gap. Outside the barrier was endless darkness, and Dormammu peeking in the darkness.

The Ancient One, holding the Eye of Agamotto and standing on the barrier, suddenly turned his head to look inside the world. He clearly felt that a new resistance force had erupted inside the world. That kind of collective power was catalyzing a new resistance group, and judging from the perception, they had a relatively close connection with Earth civilization.

"Well done, Wang." The Ancient One lowered his head, a smile floating on his face. As a part of maintaining the transmission channel, the Ancient One naturally knew what was happening in this world.

"They will definitely fail, they have nowhere to escape." Dormammu's voice echoed in the darkness. The power of the Dark Dimension had interrupted any connection between this world and the outside environment. Now that the world could operate normally, it was because the Ancient One was providing the power needed for their operation.

"This sentence, 200 years ago, when you invaded Earth, you once said it to me." The Ancient One stood there quietly, like a towering mountain, blocking the entry of enemy forces, "I thought it had been so many years, you should at least update your voice pack."

"Boring provocation, Ancient One, how long can you persist?" Dormammu asked in a muffled voice. In fact, he didn't understand why the Ancient One had to confront him face-to-face in this world.

In the past, except for matters involving Earth and the solar system, the Ancient One would not take action easily. Even if the planet swallowed by darkness was next to the solar system, the Ancient One would still watch coldly.

But now, this urban legend world, but it was a world that he, Dormammu, had eaten, and it was being digested, and as a result, it had to be forcibly spat out?

Dormammu couldn't accept it. Did he, the Dark Dimension Lord, not have face?!

"Actually, I'm about to be unable to persist in the next second." The Ancient One responded with a smile.

The Genie's director points still had more than 1,000 points, and the energy that could be converted in the Time Stone was also incomparably sufficient. The Ancient One had calculated in his heart that if Dormammu just continued to surround, she could even accelerate time by another 100 times and maintain it for a few decades.

It was just that, under normal circumstances, a civilization that had developed for hundreds of years definitely couldn't find a way to survive in front of Dormammu.

"Stubborn, you always like to do meaningless things."

Following Dormammu's slightly angry voice, tentacles stretched out from the Dark Dimension, throwing residues swallowed and digested into the urban legend world, increasing the burden on the Ancient One, and at the same time providing a little cover for Dormammu's small actions.

"If you intend to release the survivors, you can say it directly, I will be very welcome."

The Ancient One tapped lightly on the Eye of Agamotto, and the dark power hidden in the residues was rolled into a ball and thrown out again.

Under the situation of opening the time cheat, the Ancient One could see the changes that occurred after different choices from the future timeline. Therefore, no matter how hidden Dormammu's technology was, it was difficult to escape her eyes.

Wanting to break the civilization guarded by the Ancient One in this universe, there was only one way, and that was to break it with force. Everything you know, but you just can't block it.

"Wait, you will know who is unlucky!" Dormammu was annoyed.

"No need to wait, I have already seen the endless future." The Ancient One responded silently, and after Dormammu retreated, he closed his eyes.

Dormammu would not give up. Probes like this would continue, anyway, for Dormammu, the food residues thrown out didn't count for anything.

It was originally a part that was relatively difficult to digest, and the "nutritional value" was not high. Now it was good to use waste.

Backrooms, Level 2137, in a large prison cell of a military base, Johnson sat on the bed steadily.

A few minutes later, food and water flew over from a distance and landed in front of the prison cell. When these supplies appeared, there was no movement around, as if they had been thrown out of thin air.

Facing this kind of thing, Johnson had already been accustomed to it.

This strange military base had been eroded by three main forces. One force came from the Dark Dimension, one force came from the urban legend created by the world itself, which was the power of the Backrooms, and the last force Johnson didn't know, but it was likely the power of the place itself.

In the balance produced by the conflict of these forces, the prison cell became an absolutely safe area. Although personal freedom was restricted, as long as one could endure loneliness, everything was fine here.

Moreover, Johnson didn't actually feel lonely because he had other ways to observe the outside world.

The flashing spiritual threads probed out from Johnson's body, all the way connected to a monster that looked like an incarnation, possessing a huge head and extremely short limbs.

This monster was born from this base. You can call him an entity, or you can call him a monster. Anyway, most of the time, these two concepts are the same. However, in this military base, he had his own name - Peanut.

Outside the prison cell, an old man with a severely rotten appearance passed by Peanut. He was today's prison guard, responsible for delivering food to every prison cell that had "prisoners" detained.

*Ka-cha ka-cha*, a strange chewing sound came from the old man.

The old man silently took out his pocket dimension. This was his predatory device, which had a special space far beyond the appearance. The rules in the space were not consistent with the outside environment.

Opening the pocket dimension, he shook it hard twice, and a white rabbit fell out of the pocket dimension and hit the ground.

The rabbit held a piece of space fragment that should have been formless in its claws, and its mouth chewed rapidly, swallowing the space fragment into its stomach bit by bit.

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This was another monster here, a common hole rabbit that looked relatively harmless. Its characteristic was that it could eat anything. After being imaged by the Dark Dimension and urban legend rules, its appetite was much larger than before, but its personality had not changed.

If it showed serious resistance in the process of being eaten, in most cases, it would choose to give up eating and turn its target to other things that "looked edible." It even ate itself.

The old man merged into the ground with a *pa*. He didn't intend to find trouble with the hole rabbit. That rabbit just had a good temper, not that it wouldn't fight back. Being bitten by an angry hole rabbit would be very troublesome, and even if the hole rabbit was killed in the attack, it was meaningless. Half an hour later, it would be reborn.

After the hole rabbit finished chewing the space fragment in its hand, it set its eyes on Peanut who was standing still.

Its hind legs exerted force, the hole rabbit jumped forward twice cutely, sniffed Peanut's calf, opened its mouth, and two big front teeth closed instantly.

*Ka-cha*, the teeth bit on the air. Peanut teleported away from the original place in an instant, avoiding the hole rabbit's teeth.

The hole rabbit chewing the air didn't care. It wasn't that it couldn't eat air, it was just that this thing couldn't be full. After chewing in place for a short time, the hole rabbit set its eyes on the tables and chairs beside it.

Many buildings and furniture in this base were eaten by the hole rabbit. However, even if a rabbit had a big appetite, it couldn't eat anything, so it was always kept complete here.

Seeing everything through Peanut's eyes, Johnson breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he wasn't targeted by the hole rabbit, otherwise it would be too troublesome. The old man and the hole rabbit he just saw were both very powerful containment objects in this military base. His luck today was not very good.

However, it wasn't very bad either. When hiding in the prison cell by himself, Johnson had also used spiritual threads to control Peanut to observe like this. However, that time, the formless spiritual threads were captured by the hole rabbit and considered as some kind of food. Johnson could only control Peanut to dodge crazily to prevent the spiritual threads from being eaten.

Although he hadn't tried it, Johnson didn't think the hole rabbit couldn't do anything to his spiritual threads, and he wouldn't bet on it.

"What a dangerous level." Johnson repeated the words he had repeated many times, and then sighed.

Detained for so long, Johnson had seen more than 200 containment objects in this military base, among which at least 40 had combat power exceeding the demigod level, and the rest were not to be ignored. Their respective characteristics could exceed conventional levels to cause influence most of the time.

This evaluation standard of level, facing containment objects, can only be used for reference and cannot really be used as any sign.

Just like the Indestructible Lizard, in terms of combat power recognized by ordinary people, the Indestructible Lizard is obviously much higher than the hole rabbit, but even the Indestructible Lizard, which hates living things extremely, will not attack the hole rabbit, because that is purely looking for trouble.

The Indestructible Lizard can swallow the hole rabbit, but the hole rabbit can also be reborn in the Indestructible Lizard's body, and then, the hole rabbit can eat openly. Although the Indestructible Lizard has extremely high immortality, it is not willing to have a part of its body eaten all the time.

In addition, there is also the goal of Johnson coming here, the mermaid.

This is a self-detained containment object. For it, it is safer in the prison cell, because the mermaid's ability can hardly affect other containment objects, and it doesn't know when it will be completely gone if it is placed outside.

But in combat assessment, Johnson still placed the mermaid at the demigod level. At least for himself, facing the mermaid was more dangerous than facing some entities with weak mobility. The influence of its singing in battle, such as causing hallucinations and confusion, was too fatal.

"Eh, the power of the Sequence 5 Puppet Master can still have some effect in the outside world, but it is useless here. I shouldn't have rashly chosen here for the ritual at that time. Maybe there are other places with mermaids with mysterious characteristics."

Johnson looked up at the fluorescent lamp on his head and said regretfully.

Before coming here, Johnson was actually already half a Puppet Master. The spiritual threads controlling Peanut came from that time.

It was just that half a Sequence 5 was far from enough to leave the Backrooms. In addition, if the ritual was not completed, the probability of losing control when advancing to the next sequence was really too high. In order to be able to advance to Sequence 4, and become a demigod on the path of a Diviner, Johnson still risked coming to this level.

Now the prerequisites for advancement were all met. The potion was in some strange, obviously arranged coincidences. Let alone Sequence 4, Johnson even had Sequence 3. However, the problem was what to do about the Sequence 4 ritual. 【254-7

The Sequence 4 ritual requires relying on one's own strength and planning to direct a grand drama under the gaze of a multitude of spectators, in order to murder a demigod or an equivalent extraordinary creature, and then, in the final act of the drama, consume the potion.

Murdering a demigod is not a difficult task; with so many containment objects here, one could select a portion of them to complete the performance of the drama, but the problem is, where are the spectators?

Johnson certainly cannot treat the two hundred containment objects outside as spectators; many of them are inanimate, such as the Panacea and the like, and even if they were all alive, it wouldn't work.

Scheming against one containment object is fine, but scheming against all of them—Johnson is afraid that when Frank comes over, he won't even be able to find his own corpse.