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Chapter 968 I don't want to be the Lord of the Plague!Fuck me! ! !
Gretel had a long, long dream.

In the dream, he was a snake, a young snake that had just broken its shell and hadn't opened its eyes yet.He was held in the palm of a pair of warm and dry hands, wiped his body, and fed mouthful by mouthful.

When it grew up, it coiled on a bone staff and followed the owner of the palm all over the wilderness.I also tasted grass roots, tree bark, flowers, and all kinds of monster meat.

Help the master to choose medicinal materials, and also secretly sneak behind the master's enemy, bounce up and bite.

The hands holding it became rougher and weaker, until they became cold and disappeared.And it was sealed in a dark place, with countless sunrises and sunsets, countless alternations of cold and warm, until another pair of hands picked it up...

Then, another long dream.

In the dream, he turned into a girl, a slender, thin and light girl.In the Great Wasteland, even women must be strong, good at work, and easy to bear children. Girls are not favored by the tribe, and life is very difficult, and the prey is the last one.

Fortunately, the witch priest in the tribe took pity on her and accepted her as an apprentice to help collect, sort and process herbs.The girl's situation improved a little, but not too much. Moreover, the two hunters who occasionally sent her meat before didn't come anymore.

"If you don't come, don't come." The old woman sighed and comforted her:
"We women don't necessarily need a man to survive. If you know how to arrange these herbs, you can live, and you can live well."

But the girl did not live well in the end.The old woman soon fell into a disease, and with it, one-third of the tribe's population, and even the strongest and most robust warriors.

Seeing more and more people falling ill, in a panic, the chiefs and elders of the tribe got together and made a decision:
"We should offer sacrifices to the devil! When he accepts the sacrifices, he will leave us and stop taking our people away!"

In the end, the slender, withdrawn girl who lost her shelter was arrested by the clansmen.Cleaned up, put on the prettiest new clothes, braided with beads and flowers, tied to a straw boat made of reeds...

Wooden bowls filled with grains and clay pots filled with animal meat were placed beside him, and they pushed into the depths of the swamp.Sliding, sliding, sinking into the black, fetid sludge...

Behind him, the sound of the high-pitched bone flute, the majestic tambourine, and the singing of men and women, gradually drifting away, drifting away:
"Men go hunting, go hunting..."

"Women grow pumpkins, grow pumpkins..."

"Pumpkin and corn porridge, feed my beloved little doll..."

The icy black water of the swamp soaked the grass boat.The girl lay flat on the boat, unable to move, and slowly sank downward.Legs, body, face...

Finally, only the long strands of long hair remained, floating on the surface of the swamp water, indicating that there was once a human being here.Under the muddy water, the last bit of the girl's vague consciousness rose up, half as cold as a swamp, and half as hot as a fire:

why!
why!
why me! ! !
Her remaining consciousness was entangled with the black water in the swamp, mosquitoes, and countless cold forces.After an unknown amount of time, a human figure made of black gas rose from the center of the swamp:

Thin body, like a girl.Flies are her skirts, mosquitoes are her ribbons, miasma is her makeup...

For many, many years thereafter, the Plague Maiden roamed the land, eating one human being after another, and groups of animals after groups of animals.Instinct drove her to seek more power and hurt more herds of beasts and humans.

Finally one day, black clouds covered the sky, and the blizzard fell endlessly.The river was frozen, the vegetation withered, and the plague girl raised her head, and under the dark sky, she heard the dark power boiling:

Sweep the earth!
These creatures are all going to die!

Under the double attack of hunger and cold, creatures are more likely to be overwhelmed by diseases.The power of the plague girl swelled like never before—out of instinct, she knew that she had reached a critical point.

If she takes one more step, she will not be afraid of many things, and she will be less bound by many things. Her power can be extended to farther places...

And at this time, a foreigner in a white robe brought her a roll of blankets.

A new disease is a new power.The plague girl took the blanket with an arm made of black air, and made a contract with the visitor:
Let's attack the Eagle Kingdom together, kill its people, and devour its power!

... Then, she hit a wall hard with several big tribes on the grassland.

Gretel slowly opened his eyes, covered in cold sweat.The painful memories of the plague girl being besieged, torn apart, and eaten away are still endlessly rolling in her mind-you have fed back too much, little snake!
These memories, what do you convey to me!
But that's not all he needs to deal with.What the little snake fed back was not only memory, but also power—a power of extremely high quality and enormous quantity.Obviously, in the process of eating the plague girl, the little snake got a huge portion:
A totem god, a totem god who may have levels 16, 17, or 18, is a huge part of the core of power.

And what it can't handle, it hastily digested and filtered it, and got rid of the darkest ones, and threw them all into Gretel's spiritual sea.

Gretel: "..."

Listen to me, thank you...

No matter how much you complain, the most urgent task now is to straighten out and gather these spiritual powers, and use them for your own use.Gretel opened his eyes, hurriedly greeted Cerilla, and fell into deep meditation again:

Through the spiral structure of the meditation shell, those new spiritual powers are guided, filtered and eliminated bit by bit.Mince it, absorb it, incorporate it into your own meditation core, and give it to the light man to arrange...

Part of it is used to promote the growth of the meditation core. The millions of neurons and hundreds of millions of synapses in the humanoid brain of light began to grow, grow, and grow desperately.

The reason why the human brain will delete a large part of the synapses in the process of development is that it is limited by the insufficient energy supply - 20% of the energy of the whole body has been supplied to the brain, and if more food is consumed, the human body will starving.However, the core of meditation is not bad at this point!
Isn't the reason why magicians desperately improve their mental power is to power the meditation core and maximize their computing power?
The other part is used to add another turn, and another turn, and another turn to the spiral structure of the meditation shell.The more circles, the larger the opening, the stronger the power absorbed at one time, and the more refined the power filtered in.

Another part is stored in the meditation world, used to strengthen the site, and used to strengthen various spell configurations.Let them have more accurate feedback, stronger power to mobilize, and wider coverage...

No, it still can't fit.This time the little snake fed back too much power, I feel like my whole body is going to explode...

You can spit on me, who can I spit on?Could it be spit to the oak staff?
It doesn't accept it either!

Gretel secretly groaned.The meditation shell is already crumbling, and it seems that the cracking sound of "click, click" can be heard in the dark.

It seems that the water from the upper reaches rushes down violently, pours into the river bed downstream, and overflows in all directions.Seeing that the dam blocking the river is about to crack and collapse...

Suddenly, an illusory, familiar, and powerful force came through the air, covering him:
Well, it is also a good choice to advance to a higher level.At the next level, the meditation world can continue to expand, become stronger, and can accommodate more power.

Gretel sank into meditation again with ease.The vast will of the world poured into his body, wrapped him, surrounded him.A little bit of pure consciousness, rising quickly, rising, rising...

Gretel subconsciously looked down.On the dark earth, there are dots of stars, a piece of fluorescence.However, whether it is brightness or density, it is much less than the light spots he saw in meditation when he advanced in Nevis——

On the other hand, hanging down from the sky, the clouds attracted by these light spots are much rarer and thinner.Like Nevis, the pillar of cloud that hangs upside down like a waterspout and pours into this world is simply invisible.

So, these light spots are really human beings, or at least the spirit and will of living beings?The stronger the spiritual will, the more power will be drawn from another level, and the faster the progress of this world will be?

So, is this the truth that the will of the world favors... Whoever is beneficial to the growth of the spirit and will of the living beings is beneficial to the progress of this world, and this world will reward whoever...

Gretel was fascinated by this rare sight.Surrounded by the will of the world, he kept rising, rising, and in the dark, Gretel heard endless calls coming from under his feet:

"The Lord of the Plague!"

"The Lord of the Plague!"

"Ah, the great Lord of Plague! You are the youngest son of Thor, you deprived the Plague Maiden of her power, you saved us from the plague... Praise you, sing praises to you, worship you..."

One person has ten people, hundreds of people have thousands of people.Mighty voices surged from under his feet, chasing him, surrounding him, and lifting him up.After a little contact, Gretel suddenly felt turbulent:

As if, in the domain of the epidemic, he was already omnipotent.The plague can be spread easily, the plague can be contained, the sick can be healed immediately, and the healthy can fall one by one...

What about Yersinia pestis, Vibrio cholerae, smallpox virus, hepatitis A and B virus, meningitis virus... He doesn't need to be fully armed to enter the laboratory, and he doesn't have to work hard to make a microscope, he can control it as he wants...

wait!
I don't want to be the Lord of the Plague!
Gretel woke up with a start.I traveled here to explore the mysteries of the world and relieve the sufferings of the people in this world!As the Lord of the Plague, my strength will be restricted, and I will never be able to break free!
Fuck me! ! !
These praises, these worships, these fears, all these mental powers, get away from me, don't touch me a little bit! ! !
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You are right, to have a sense of ritual in this place is really going to cause trouble... almost something happened...

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