I’m In Charge of SCP

The working mode of 914 (universal converter) has great uncertainty.

Even if the same input is used and the same precision is selected for processing, the results obtained are all different.

Dr. Gears, one of the four doctors of the apocalypse, once took his four gold-plated pocket watches as a test. He selected the "finishing" option for precision, but the output results were different. He got a small wind-up mechanical bird and a toy hairpin respectively. a train engine, a miniature grandfather clock, and a small metal piano figurine.

In the end, Dr. Gears concluded: ***-914 has a very high degree of randomness when refining items. However, it appears to retain some components of the original item. In this example, both the input and output are clockwork. Therefore, the processing of 914 is not a fixed rule, but related to possibility. If you input a block of iron, you're more likely to get an unstructured iron guy than an internal combustion engine, but both can be forged.

So we can draw a rough conclusion that for 914, the quality of the things that can be obtained through processing depends largely on the quality of raw materials.

Within a certain range, the stronger the input, the stronger the output.

This chance will increase if the gear is selected as "Super Finishing".

But it was an emergency, Uriel was almost here, and Yang Xue only had time to switch the gear to "finishing".

Zhang Jue is immune to the effects of most abnormal items.

Especially "magical" or "spiritual" types, such as cognitohazards or memetic contamination, will have a much reduced effect on him.

So when Zhang Jue was placed in 914, even Yang Xue didn't know if this thing would work on him.

Fortunately, the process is short-lived.

She adjusted the knob to the "finishing" option, then started the machine, and there was a rumbling sound.

After only a moment, the processing of the 914 is over.

The output hatch of 914 made a "呲" sound, and it was opened from the inside, including the four horsemen of doom who were fighting among themselves, and everyone's eyes were attracted to it.

He propped one hand on the edge of the output hatch, and the other hand covered his forehead, wobbling and unable to stand steadily.

All eyes were on him.

I don't know what Zhang Jue, who has received finishing treatment, has become.

Everyone seemed to have been pressed the pause button,

All stared at him blankly.

Only Uriel rushed towards Zhang Jue like an arrow leaving the string.

No matter what Zhang Jue turned into, he couldn't turn back.

Uriel's speed was extremely fast, Zhang Jue was still clutching his forehead, he had already killed Zhang Jue.

The Chiyan Sword in his hand shone brightly like the sun.

Cut between Zhang Jue's neck.

"careful--"

Yang Xue only had time to shout this half sentence, but Uriel had already made a move.

The sword with a height of nearly 3,000 degrees slashed at Zhang Jue.

Time freezes at this second.

Surprised, happy, calm, the expressions on everyone's faces are different.

"hehe."

Zhang Jue suddenly laughed.

Time goes on.

The sword in Uriel's hand could no longer penetrate an inch.

Because the blade was caught by Zhang Jue, holding it in the palm of his hand.

Uriel put all his remaining strength on this sword.

The power is not small.

You know, the temperature on the surface of the sun is only five or six thousand degrees Celsius.

Three thousand degrees is enough to make metals such as copper and iron boil.

The surrounding ground was almost roasted.

But Zhang Jue held the fiery blade with his hand.

"hehe."

He laughed again, "Uriel, how do you want to die?"

"Stop pretending there!"

Uriel shouted loudly, trying to pull the Chiyan Sword out of Zhang Jue's hand.

But Zhang Jue's hand seemed to be extremely powerful, clamping the blade tightly, no matter how hard Uriel tried, he couldn't move a single bit.

Zhang Jue said again: "Why, do you want it very much? If you want it, you can tell me. I'll know it only after you tell me. I will give it to you when I know it!"

There was playfulness in his tone, as if he was molesting a hooligan.

How could Uriel have been insulted like this before, and he was furious, and the few remaining wings began to shine.

Zhang Jue smiled slightly, exerted a little force in his hands, and heard a "bang", and the dazzlingly shining Chiyan Sword turned into countless fragments.

Uriel was stunned for a moment.

This Red Flame Sword was a gift from 343. For thousands of years, it has absorbed the energy of the sun and is a well-deserved magic weapon, but it was broken into pieces by Zhang Jue.

"I kill you!!!"

Dazed by anger, Uriel dropped the hilt of his sword and rushed towards Zhang Jue.

This kind of fighting is Zhang Jue's forte.

I saw him turn sideways slightly, and punched out, aiming at Uriel's chest.

"puff--"

There was a muffled sound.

Uriel's movements stopped.

He lowered his head slowly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Zhang Jue punched him through the heart, and the fist came out from his back.

Angels have possessed divine power since they were born into this world, and their bodies are stronger than ordinary monsters.

Especially for an archangel with sixteen wings like Uriel, his physical strength is not much weaker than that of a god.

It was pierced by Zhang Jue's punch, and it was effortless.

It was hard for him to accept.

But that's what it is.

Uriel's hot golden blood flowed on Zhang Jue's arm, fell down, and finally turned into a puff of smoke.

Zhang Jue pulled his fist out of his body, and then pushed it lightly.

Uriel fell to the ground on his back.

Panting heavily, he exhausted his last bit of strength and looked at Zhang Jue viciously.

"Humans—why—could you—kill me—"

Zhang Jue tilted his head and said, "You really think of yourself as a god, don't you?"

"I... am God..."

These were Uriel's last words before his death.

As soon as his words fell, his body turned into golden light and dissipated.

The battle between Zhang Jue and Uriel lasted for a few minutes, and during these few minutes, no one disturbed them.

Not even 343 moved.

The remaining angels didn't have time to move, while 343 and the other three doom knights didn't dare to move.

They were evaluating Zhang Jue's strength.

Looking at the dots of light in the air, Zhang Jue sighed.

I clicked 343 with my hand, which means you wait for me.

Then he turned around, raised the corner of his mouth and smiled at the people behind him.

"I'm back, thank you for your hard work."

Yang Xue smiled and shook her head.

Her face was pale, and her body was almost reaching its limit.

Zhang Jue took her hand, his heart moved freely, a force was transmitted from his body to Yang Xue's, and Yang Xue's face instantly became much rosier.

Zhang Jue is not a god, nor does he have divine power. This is another similar spiritual power.

After being refined, his body has already broken through the limits of human beings and reached another level.

He stretched out his hand and shook it, feeling that his whole body was full of strength.

It's like being revived by Shenlong as a young Piccolo.

Although this metaphor is a bit strange, just like that sentence said, he felt that everything came back.

After being refined, Zhang Jue's strength has been upgraded to another level, even stronger than his heyday.

Coupled with Yang Xue and the strange death knight, it became quite difficult for 343 and the remaining three knights to kill him here.

The suspense in the battle that was about to end has increased sharply.

343's face became quite ugly.

From the moment he appeared, he always showed people with a smile, and he had never lost his composure like this.

It can only be said that since the appearance of the Four Horsemen of the Doomsday, the development of things has been completely out of his control.

Zhang Jue ignored him, but looked at the death knight in black armor.

"Shirley, do you remember me?"

The death knight held the death sickle in his hand, but his eyes didn't look at him, but looked into the distance.

"My name is not Shirley, my name is Abby."

Turns out her name was Abby.

"Understood, Shirley." Zhang Jue nodded with a smile, "Then you still want to kill me now?"

"Killing you is my mission, I must do it." The death knight's tone was cold, she paused for a moment, and added: "But not today, I must know what you did to me."

Zhang Jue laughed: "I have done a lot to you, you think about it slowly, remember everything, and it won't be too late to kill me."

Zhang Jue's condition recovered.

Just as worried as 343, there are three Doomsday Knights.

Originally, a death knight was enough to give them a headache, but now the task might not be so easy to complete.

Cipriano drew an arrow and put it on his longbow, intending to sneak attack Zhang Jue.

The death knight waved the death scythe in his hand and stopped in front of him.

Cipriano snorted, "Death Knight, are you really going against us? Then don't blame us for being rude."

"Don't you think I was joking with you just now?" the death knight said coldly.

Seeing this scene, the other two knights could only sigh helplessly.

The four knights of the doomsday have spent the longest time together, and everyone knows what kind of strength and skills each person possesses.

They fought three against one, and although they had the upper hand, it was extremely difficult to break through the death knight and kill Zhang Jue, who was also very strong.

Fortunately, Zhang Jue didn't pay attention to them immediately.

After reassuring the two most important women in his life, he turned his gaze to 343.

"Old man, what do you say now?"

In just a few minutes, 343 seemed to have figured out something, and his face became gentle again.

"Consultant Zhang, you are the first human being who can surprise me so much. Perhaps, I was really wrong. With you here, human beings may not repeat the same mistakes and fall into a cycle."

Hearing what he said, Zhang Jue laughed: "Oh? Why, you don't plan to kill me now, do you think I can be trusted?"

343 shook his head slowly: "Consultant Zhang, I don't have to kill you, or I can spare all human beings, as long as you can pass my test."

As the conversation between the two progressed, 343's aura changed again and again.

The cold hair on Zhang Jue's body suddenly trembled, and he sensed danger.

After such a long period of fierce fighting, 343 has only about 30% of its strength in its heyday.

But in the final analysis, he is a god, and his personality is one level higher than Zhang Jue.

Face to face with Zhang Jue, who had been refined, he might not have much chance of winning.

But it seems that 343 has been shaken. He doesn't plan to fight Zhang Jue anymore, but sets a test.

As long as Zhang Jue passes smoothly, he will recognize Zhang Jue's strength.

Yang Xue held Zhang Jue's hand slightly, and she seemed to feel something.

Zhang Jue turned his head, gave her a firm look, and said to 343: "Old man, you are thinking too well. You killed so many people, and you thought it was over when you said I let you go? Those who died Did the people die in vain?"

Zhang Jue sneered again and again, his contempt was beyond words.

"Still, even gods are afraid of death. You are afraid that I will kill you, aren't you?"

Facing Zhang Jue's provocation, 343 did not respond positively, but just smiled.

"My sins, I will atone."

His voice just fell.

A huge cross suddenly appeared behind him.

343 floated slowly, and several ropes tied his body to the cross.

Then several wooden dings nailed his hands and feet to death.

Seeing this, the remaining angels all knelt down on the ground and kowtowed frequently.

343 crucified himself.

Seeing this, the hairs all over Zhang Jue's body stood on end.

At this moment, he finally understood what 343 wanted to do.

He is forgiving in this way.

At the same time, it was really testing Zhang Jue.

If Zhang Jue can survive such a situation, he will be able to lead mankind and rebuild a new homeland.

The wings of the angels began to scatter, turning into spots of light and flying towards 343.

The Qi between the heaven and the earth also gathered towards 343.

"My Cao! What is he going to do?"

Cipriano was shocked.

"It's definitely not a good thing." Priest said.

Starr fiddled with his scale and said, "If you stay here, you will die."

The three of them looked at each other and got on their horses, as if they were going to run away.

Their mission is to kill Zhang Jue, but if their own lives are threatened, no one cares about the mission or not.

"Death Knight, won't you go with us?" Cipriano shouted.

The death knight stared at 343 without speaking.

When the disaster is imminent, they fly separately.

Seeing this scene, the three of them didn't say much, they stepped hard, and the three horses flew out like arrows off the string, and plunged into the void.

343 was nailed to the cross, his body gradually withered, and countless energies gathered towards him again.

Zhang Jue and Yang Xue held hands and looked up at him.

The death knight frowned slightly, and said softly, "I'll take you away."

"No need." Zhang Jue waved his hand, "This is the test he set for me. If I run away, all human beings will bear the pain for me."

Only then did the death knight realize that the test turned out to be double-layered.

It not only tests whether Zhang Jue has the ability to avoid this fatal blow, but also tests whether he will leave all human beings alone.

"court death."

The death knight snorted, and said to 682 beside him, "Let's go."

682 was stunned for a moment, but it was also very happy, it didn't want to stay in such a dangerous place.

The death knight got on his horse, but before 682 could take a few steps, he felt the person on his back pull his rein.

682 looked up, only to see his master looking behind him.

On the opposite side of the line of sight is a pair of dogs and men embracing each other.

Behind it is a huge cross on which an old man was crucified.

next second.

The cross shines brightly.

Three people and one horse were all engulfed by the light.