The frequency is so high.
To the point that I seemed to have completely forgotten whether he had attacked me or not.
He just felt a warm feeling flowing in his heart.
What kind of feeling is that?
Like waking up from a dream.
It was as quiet as death.
The real world seemed to appear before it.
Synchronous with it.
The indifferent creator, the damn fox, Katsuragi, Niwa Hisahide, Escher...
One after another, faces that make people hate or miss appear in their minds.
then.
Gradually becoming nothingness.
The executive officer, who was a divine puppet, fell heavily into the shadow on the ground.
Extremely peaceful.
At the same time, a young man with a snake's reflection in his pupils walked out of nothingness, grabbed the fallen doll, scratched his head, and looked confused.
"Why did Gungnir fail?"
He remembered the prompter saying to stab him from behind.
Why, I can’t attack the weak point at all?
it's wired.
[That’s why I asked you to stab me from behind]
[You don't think that when I say flanking, I mean a Gungnir, do you?]
[Damn it, am I that morally upright? ]
There was a hint of disbelief in its words.
[If that's the best effect, I definitely won't say backstab. Even if I do say backstab, I'll say it's soul-style backstab.]
The prompter said something that left Russell at a loss for words to answer.
[It's already said that this is a useless doll. Do you think Baalzebub will refine it, or will Dotore just think that since he has nothing to do anyway, he might as well give the cannon an ass? ]
"real or fake."
Russell's pupils trembled slightly, and then he dragged the puppet to an alley as if nothing had happened and stripped it of its clothes.
Closer look.
Then, he couldn't help but inhale the cold air with a hiss.
Grass.
It turned out to be a thunder and lightning Pixiu.
He thought for a while, took out his camera and took pictures repeatedly as souvenirs, and then calmly put away the Heart of God that he had placed on his chest.
He is against the skirmishers.
There isn't much malice involved.
after all.
It seems that the scattered soldiers have always been working like slaves for Dotore, and most of the time, they play the role of high-level thugs.
Besides, it seems that nothing has been done yet.
Be lenient with the sentence and beat him until he loses his memory.
After taking away the Heart of God, the young man leaped towards the black shadow and returned to the Jingshan Palace.
"Hey guys, look what I got?"
The young man held the Heart of God.
Hanging around there.
The little god looked at it blankly. No matter how he looked at it, something that looked like the Heart of God appeared in his sight.
"Baalzebub's Heart of God, five million Mora, use it once, how about that?"
The young man mentioned a price.
He had never lived in Teyvat and didn't have any Mora on him.
Need some financial support.
That number.
The young god showed a thoughtful look on his face.
"It's like exchanging a tabby cat for a nest of chicks at the market..."
she said.
The price is fair, but...
Where did this thing come from?
Miss Caoshen's face was full of confusion.
As if he had noticed the Grass God's doubts, the young man spoke seriously.
"Well, I had a duel full of the soul of a knight with my predecessor's creation...but something went wrong."
"We had to abandon the red tape and use the magic of the ox and the rabbit."
The soul of a knight.
A word that would bring shame to any Soul 5 player.
But, for Nashida.
Even more surprising...
"predecessor?"
She took the Heart of God from someone in a daze.
"and many more!!"
"Your ex is Baalzebub?!!!"
The young and intelligent god screamed.
ps: The setting of the Red King becomes more and more abstract the more you look at it.
He traveled through Mount Xumi at a fast speed, imitated the creation of the world by imitating the law of nature, thought about mechanical ascension alone, cooperated with the "giant dragon capable of destroying the seven kingdoms", and before his death, poisoned Apep so that only the stickers were left.
The level of prestige is higher than the current four gods combined.
As a result, the flower god was not licked, the paradise on earth was not built, and there was no time to raise the flag of war against justice. In the end, it just rotted in the ground.
Chapter 178: Damn, the Great Compassion Tree King is still not dead yet? !
"not very clear."
In this regard.
The boy thought for a while, took out his cell phone and opened the photo album.
Before, he tried to lure Kiana out to work as his slave.
He took a lot of photos with Mei.
Well, some of them were in the movie theater, some were in the amusement park, and one part was in the Japanese-style house of Raiden’s family.
The last part is suitable to be shown here.
quickly.
A beauty with purple hair and purple eyes.
It appeared in Nashida's sight.
"No, my predecessor... maybe?"
Russell's voice was a little uncertain.
Because, strictly speaking, he was not sure whether Mei would care about the rumors he spread about her.
But, think about it carefully.
It doesn't seem like a big problem?
After all, Mei just needs to not appear as Lei Lu's personality.
He will have a very gentle personality.
Yes.
She would forgive herself.
Thinking of this, Russell's heart seemed to ache for a moment, and then returned to normal.
Thinking of this, his expression turned serious and he continued to talk nonsense.
"But Mei is very good at craftsmanship. She once designed a very large mecha."
Russell, dug up another video.
Dangerous wanderer.
A giant mecha created based on Steam Knight and combined with an atomic energy reaction device.
Because of its extremely large size, it can load a huge amount of Originium skill enhancement modules, and can itself be regarded as a giant wizard tower.
But for Russell.
It's almost a large-sized figure.
——His Originium Arts grades did not allow him to do too many tricks.
[Wrong, the Mage Tower greatly improves your abilities]
The reminder sounds.
what?
Russell was shocked.
All his damage output depends on Gungnir.
What? It’s related to the Mage Tower.
Do I look like someone who could graduate from the Royal School of Warlocks without using my privileges?
[Relying on the Shadow of Order - Your Originium skills cover a wide range of aspects, but the strength is worrying]
The prompter said.
Mental distortion is essentially mental in nature.
The transformation towards a rule-based system is itself similar to taking a cross-disciplinary postgraduate entrance examination, and the rule-based system is so high-level that it is almost abstract.
All the evolution points are added to the B grid, so the strength will naturally be lowered.
[However, Originium skills can be strengthened by adding spell-casting units and creating positions, just like the Tower Wizard King.]
The prompter said that there is a way to strengthen the Originium skills.
The level of Terra's warlocks presents an abstract fault.
