Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 47 It's So Dark
"In an experiment once, a virgin forest was completely wiped out by this wild mushroom. It is a bit far-fetched to say that it is a creature. It does not have a so-called life cycle. Feeding, proliferation and seeding are all synchronized. of."

"Even now, we are surrounded by its spores. The view here is a little cloudier because the invisible tiny spores refract light."

Seeing Lyle start to pat his clothes restlessly, the bacteria owner smiled, "It doesn't matter, Mr. Epidemic Doctor, here, their activity has been suppressed and they are basically harmless."

"This is Mr. Dark's territory, which can be said to be his annihilation field. We have made specific constraints to ensure the low activity of mushrooms."

"The huge bubble outside the literature club is a barrier against the specific killer of this fungus."

"Even if there is conflict in my heart, it's okay, because the number of spores around Mr. Dark will decrease sharply, but I can't believe it when I see the collection report."

"What's surprising, it's just surrendering to my aura." Mr. Darkness stretched out his palm to cover his face, his eyes looked at the two of them from the gap between his five fingers, followed by a loud laughter that shot into the sky.

Look, very middle school.

"Mr. Dark always has something weird, just get used to it."

"I don't want to be told that by a mushroom person. Even your mushrooms have succumbed. Haven't you seen the truth? This world should be addicted to my majesty, hahahahaha!"

"Mr. Dark, magic is also based on the basis. You didn't do anything at that time. I am more inclined to the irritability of creatures."

Is it a reflex arc similar to conditioned reflex? "Wait a minute, Mr. Monarch, what do you mean, these mushrooms avoided Mr. Dark on their own initiative, and they have a complete neural network that responds to external stimuli!"

"Those mushrooms, thoughtful?"

"I'm not sure about this, it's just a guess, but even if it's a guess, it makes me very happy." The mushroom owner gently stroked the mushroom head growing on his chest, "These little cuties, if they have thoughts, will call me father or mother. What? Ah, I'm looking forward to it, should I research to create a new race of spore people?"

The master of bacteria enters into obsession with the future.

The darkness ignored the mushroom master, and took Lyle to the big mushroom building in the center, "Don't worry about him, enter that state, he won't wake up in two or three hours."

Lyle nodded, the madness shown by the bacteria owner is exactly the same as that of Mr. Dragon. They are people who dedicate their body and mind to a certain type of things.

The interior of the room, which is the real headquarters of the Literature Club, is unique. The torches on the wall are pale white, matched with the deep black stone inner wall, goat skull carvings can be seen everywhere, and a large number of figures in black robes.

The ceiling is covered with dark black curtains, dragging on the floor, totally useless ornamental decoration that will hinder walking.

Mr. Dark tore off a strip and draped it over himself, covering his bandaged head tightly, and marched forward high.

The members of the surrounding society also gave the president face, and maybe they also liked this type of role-playing. As Mr. Dark progressed, they lined up on both sides, cleared the way, and bowed.

Lyle hesitated whether to continue following.

In front of Mr. Dark, it was like Moses dividing the sea. Lyle, who felt that he was not part of the literary club, did not want to participate in their mass performance.

Mr. Dark came to the highest step, where there is a bone throne, where the bones of different creatures are piled up. On the top of the head and the back of the chair is a huge canine skull. The canine teeth on it have been maintained, and they still maintain the majesty of their lifetime. .

Mr. Darkness sat up and didn't feel the pain. At this point, the first act of the performance ended, and everyone sat at the feet of Mr. Darkness like a cult gathering.

No one made a sound, Lyle could only hear his own heartbeat, Mr. Dark under the black robe, his eyes shone with light, probably because the bandages on his face were loosened again.

He lowered his voice, and although Lyle didn't know how Voidling changed the timbre, it was indeed a completely different voice.

"Tonight, there are a lot of newcomers to the Dark Society. Very good. In the name of my Grand Duke of Void, Edmund swears in the name of darkness. In the future, you will be glad for your choice today."

"Our enemy is the apostle sent by the gods to purify the world, the vice-monarch of the kingdom of heaven, the arm of the gods, the blazing angel who made time go back a hundred years, Merlomon."

"He is indeed a good enemy. Even against me and the world, he was only crushed a few times. However, today, the kindness I gave has come to an end. By taking the power of the ancient Egyptian sun god, I successfully defeated I took him and brought back the new generation of the Son of Light, that's right, it's you, the epidemic doctor!"

With Mr. Dark's fingers pointing here, the surrounding people also vacated the stage well, and Lyle stood out like a plucked chicken.

Mr. Darkness, you are really there. You are so talented. It’s okay to make up stories and give yourself money, and it’s okay to perform in a group. I’m not just here to hang out, how can I be a special guest.

Lyle quietly enjoys social death.

It's so dark.

(End of this chapter)