Chapter 1115 (2/2)
Chen ang couldn't see it anymore. He looked up at Nick and said, ”are you in a tug of war?”
”Give me some respect for the pen fairy... It's almost crying!”
Nick loosened his hand and moved the nib to the yes position with that hand. He sincerely replied, ”I just want to test its power... Although these dead have no entity, they have great power, which is equivalent to a trained boxer. They are heavyweight boxers... Big men!”
Chen ang sighed helplessly. He took out a small box from behind and took out a armor part with an engine - the kind commonly used by stark, with jet thrusters in the palm and gloves with small compensation engines in all directions.
”The parts of the war suit for Miss Boz!” Chen ang explained to Nick, ”I happen to have it with me and am going to take it to the God spear for maintenance!”
Chen ang put on his machine armor gloves, held the pen pole and made an invitation gesture to Nick: ”come on, continue!”
”Are the Carolines in this house the wizards who killed you?” Nick continued.
This time, under the threat of Chen ang holding a mecha glove, Nick didn't hold the pen again, but he began to shock the hand with the electric shock Bracelet produced by the s.h.i.e.l.d. with high-voltage discharge. The chirping electric current sounded on the pen held by three hands, and the dazzling electric current radiated from the pen tip - what a Tesla coil reaction.
Chen ang had to use a hedge current to make Nick convulse.
Watching the pen stay in the yes position again, he began to have a burning smell on his body. Nick, whose hair stood up close to his scalp and twitched from time to time, got up from under the table and said, ”it's not afraid of electricity! It may not respond to energy attack.”
Ask again, ”are those two wizards black servants who used to serve bankers?”
Chen ang, wearing Edelman alloy gloves, watched the high-energy laser pass through his hand. The shell of Edelman alloy was sparking. The black cloth had been cut full of holes by the laser. Nick's five fingertips had a small laser generator, and his right hand held the ink mirror on the bridge of his nose.
”It won't be hurt by the laser... So why don't they come out during the day?”
Nick looked a little dignified.
If that kind of thing is intangible, will not be physically hurt (Nick has just confirmed with a knife), will not be hurt by current, and is not afraid of laser, then most scientific and technological means will not work on it, and that thing has the power comparable to Hercules, can directly interfere with reality by physical means, and has a certain degree of wisdom, If there are some special means, it will be a very difficult enemy.
”From a scientific point of view... Yes, day only means that the earth can accept the sun's light, but from a mystical point of view... Day is not that simple, it has some special implications.” Chen angdao.
”The three elements of mysticism -- timing, symbol and ceremony.”
”Some willful witchcraft and magic, symbols in the conceptual sense are very important. What they need is a metaphysical concept formed subjectively on matter, a product of human consciousness reflecting reality, some elements in Informatics, some... Concepts!”
”Yes, they can't come out during the day because most people fear darkness, because when human genes spread, they remember some fears of night predators in their genes. Those humans who fear darkness survived, and the genes they carry for fear of darkness also passed down.”
”So, compared with the night, people think the day is safe!”
”Light and fire can give them a sense of security.”
”So we have the concept of safety during the day. People's consciousness gives it the meaning of safety. Therefore, when facing something, it can protect us!”
Nick said: ”but it gives a lot of images to the concept of protection and security. I just tried with the cross. It is completely not afraid of the cross...”
Chen ang replied, ”the 'spirit' formed by different cultural concepts has different ways to deal with it. As the saying goes... Believe it, there is, and don't believe it, there is nothing. Voodoo uses red brick powder to defend enemies, Catholicism believes that salt can exorcise evil spirits, Japan believes in Tibetan king Bodhisattva, and China uses cinnabar to restrain ghosts.”
”Ghosts born of a culture can only be dealt with by this unique concept of culture.”
”Take the sacred things of foreign countries to drive away the evil of our own country. Take the sword of foreigners and cut off the officials of our Dynasty. How can this be true?”
”If you want to know why the ghosts here can't be expelled with Catholic Holy objects, ask those wizards how to create these ghosts?”
Chen ang turned and asked the pen fairy, ”do you want revenge?”
No one held the pen upright on the paper. Under the control of an invisible force, the tip of the pen slowly moved to ”yes”.
Chen ang asked Nick to go first. He grabbed the pen and came to the door. He turned his back to the room, threw the pen back, and there was silence behind him.
Chen ang smiled and walked downstairs.
Nick waited for him in front. He heard Chen Ang's footsteps. As soon as he wanted to turn back, he was held down by Chen ang. Chen ang whispered, ”don't turn back! Go ahead... Meet our two great wizards. We have to tell them... Their good friends have come to see them!”