I made the Dragon God in the game

"Are there any demigods here?"

“The chief mage mentioned a few months ago that a demigod was born among the players.

However, due to personality interference, it is impossible to accurately predict and can only know the approximate direction. Now there are demigods appearing in the dusk plain. Two demigods appeared in a short time?

I don't think so. I'm afraid it was the player demigod who came outside the Twilight Plains and happened to encounter the people worshiped by the Funk family and hunted down the prophet.

After all, some players are nosy. "

"Nosy demigod, this is not good news."

"There are not many players around the Dusk Plain, and those who come from the direction predicted by the Chief Mage can narrow the range.

With a little filtering, you should be able to pinpoint the exact target.

Although there is no way to kill or bring down the demigod, by understanding its whereabouts with more specific information, you can often be prepared in advance. "

This room, located at the core of the royal capital and representing the highest authority in the entire kingdom, fell into silence.

After a while, there was a long sigh, full of solemnity and helplessness.

Encountering a group that truly will not die, this group is huge in number and includes many geniuses. Elites and masters appear one after another.

That’s all.

Because you will not die, as long as you break through the master one day, you will always be a master, and if you break through the legend one day, you will always be a legend.

If you become an enemy and die together with a professional of the same level in one day, one person can kill 365 people of the same level in a year.

Can be compared to a master or a legend.

But can a legend be born in the entire kingdom in a year?

Even the appearance of one such character is a source of chaos, and there are countless such characters.

Millions of notes.

How can he, a ruler, not be miserable? How not to worry?

Although the strength of these players did not pose a threat to him, he did not dare to offend them.

Otherwise, it will be the disaster of annihilation.

But he also understands that as the ruler of the entire kingdom, even if he does nothing but helps and supports players every day, he will still be hostile to players in the end.

This is directly caused by the mismatch between the strength of the player group and the resources and status they obtain.

One or two players may not do this, but as a collective this is inevitable and no one can stop it.

So if you still can't find a way to deal with players.

There was a ruthless look in this man's eyes.

Then he really wants to wet it!

The worst case scenario was to massacre and loot the royal capital, abandon the entire kingdom and run away.

If you can't stay in the material world, go to the outer plane. If you can't stay in the outer plane, go to the inner plane. If you can't stay in this material world, go to several other material worlds.

If you have strength and money, where can you stay?

Players can attack cities and lands faster than he can run!

Thinking of this, the man sighed slightly again.

But who would be willing to abandon such a huge foundation and flee to a foreign land unless they were desperate?

Thinking of this, he asked aloud.

"How is the progress of Chief's research on players?"

"Based on the previous information in the hands of the fugitive mage, some progress has been made."

There has been some progress, but no specific results have been stated, that is, no progress has been made yet.

The man waved his hand.

"Let me know as soon as there is any progress."

"yes."

After the others left, the most majestic man in the entire kingdom quietly entered the treasury and came out with a handful of rings in his hand and kicked them into his pocket.

Immediately, he changed all the triggering equipment and scrolls on his body into defense and space displacement spells, and changed the destination of the ultra-long-distance space displacement spell from the royal capital to another coordinate that only he knew.

After completing all this, he began to secretly dispose of some assets to ensure that he could make money as quickly as possible anytime and anywhere.

At the same time, a palm-long black iron token was placed on the table easily accessible, with a series of numbers vaguely written in small seals on it.

Time passed by minute by second, and just like that, the major forces in the royal capital found that there was no sound from the palace, as if nothing happened, and directly ignored the war fortress that had become an empty city.

This kind of attitude that seems to know something makes them think deeply and make their hair stand on end.

Suddenly, no one dared to mention the words "Fink family", and the nobles living around them also completed the move as quickly as possible, as if running for their lives.

After a while, the entire area around the Funk Family Manor was emptied out. No one was even passing by, and the place became a complete void.

There is no movement in this area except for the various activated magic circles in the fortress that are operating at low power and making certain sounds and fluctuations.

Not long after, rumors spread rapidly that this area was a dangerous place with great ominousness and indescribable things.

Except for some overestimated thieves who tried to get something from the exterminated Funk family, no one dared to get close.

And when these little thieves were killed by the Funk family's automatically operating defense and attack arrays, their bodies scattered, and their blood flowed out of the fortress, it added a little more credibility to this rumor.

But only those who really know the details know that this is much more terrifying than any ghost or legend.

And for the fat man who has been in the capital,

"What the hell? There was a demigod-level prophet behind that idiot back then?!!"

The fat man was stunned and didn't believe it at all, but suddenly he took out the five-layer brass ball in his hand, and now he knew the name.

This is called Star Trail.

Its permanent giant version can be compared to the wizard's wizard tower, which is made by legendary prophet.

And this obviously more advanced and powerful Star Trail.

"It seems that this is indeed what the idiot left behind, and it seems that it is not impossible for a demigod to pass down the sacred object of the prophet, the Star Trail."

Drop after drop of sweat poured from his forehead, dripping down.

He was sweating all over.

The more he thought about it, the more possible it was. His calves became weak and began to tremble. He pressed his right leg with his hand. The right leg stopped shaking, but the left leg began to tremble.

He pressed his left leg with his hand, and the right leg began to tremble again.

He pressed his legs with both hands, and the fat man's chin trembled slightly.

"Pah!"

The fat man suddenly slapped himself.

"Fuck, how dare I, I...I."

The fat man didn't even know where to run.

Where could he run?

Where can he run to when facing a prophet in the demigod realm?

Especially since he stole his holy objects and destroyed his inheritance site.

How can he run away with such a big connection?

He will be caught in a minute even if he runs to the ends of the earth.

He will be caught even if he hides in heaven or hell.

He has nothing to resist the prediction of the demigod prophet.

This. This.

He could have offended the demigods in other realms, but he had to offend the prophet realm and steal his inheritance holy objects.

"How dare I!"

The fat man slapped himself hard again, and then lay on the ground decadently.

This time he really felt a little powerless, and felt that death was imminent.

He even guessed how he would be treated after being caught.

He even felt that maybe committing suicide decisively now was the best way, but

he was unwilling.

The fat man gritted his teeth. Of course, he wanted to struggle when facing the irresistible demigod, even if it had no effect, he wanted to let the demigod try his strength.

He racked his brains to think of ways to break the impasse and ways to survive.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to the fat man's mind, and he recalled when Fang Bai taught him to learn to condense the fantasy space, and his eyes lit up.

"Yes, yes, Fang Bai, once the condensed fantasy space is materialized into a small world, there may still be a gap in strength.

But the status must be the status of a god. As long as you have the status of a god, you can resist the language from the demigod prophet.

In this way, I have a chance to survive!"

The fat man immediately became excited, and regardless of the fact that the hole leading to the Archer Association's treasure house had been dug halfway, he fled directly to the Dusk Plain.

He vaguely remembered that Fang Bai seemed to have said before that he was going to the Dusk Plain, and if there was anything, he could go to find him.

Although he didn't know where Fang Bai was exactly in the Dusk Plain, it was not a big problem, because he had a simple magic circle to contact Fang Bai.

He only needed to use this simple magic circle to convey a message to Fang Bai within a certain range, and wait for a reply before confirming it.

The fat man hurried on his way, faster than ever.

On the side of the Dusk Plain, the factory hidden in the projection has started working again.

The power of dusk inside the Dusk Plain has calmed down, and parts are put into it to absorb the power of dusk and completely take shape.

Fang Bai pulls the will of the Dusk Titan, and the parts pull the power of dusk. They are responsible for each other, everything is in order, and the spiritual text is progressing.

On the periphery of this area, one after another excited players look for the white-robed prophet to predict their marriage.

The white-robed prophet always takes the initiative to predict treasures and opportunities, but is rejected by others. In desperation, he can only predict the marriage of one person after another with a dull look and mechanical cycle.

After the public opinion was raised, more and more applications were sent to Fang Bai, and some people even asked Fang Bai if he had tested it.

Among them was Fang Bai's mother.

Fang Bai couldn't help but be silent.

He wanted to test it. But this white-robed prophet dared to do it.

He didn't dare to test it again even if he was given ten lives.

And even if Fang Bai allowed it, with Fang Bai's status, it was not something he could test at all.

After repeating it several times, Fang's mother asked several times in the trembling expression of the prophet in white before leaving in a huff.

Fang Bai was relieved.

The prophet in white was relieved.

At this time, Fang Bai suddenly received a message.

"Is Fatty coming?"

Fang Bai was slightly puzzled, but he didn't think much about it and sent the coordinates directly.

The fat man who got the coordinates rushed to the outside of the Dusk Plain at the fastest speed and came directly to Fang Bai's side.

As soon as he came, he saw a huge magma sea.

As soon as he came, he saw a huge magma sea.

This magma sea is huge and extremely hot, and the elemental power in it is extremely violent. It is a dangerous place, which makes Fatty feel a little bit of crisis.

Looking at this magma sea, Fatty was a little uneasy, but then he restrained himself and rushed directly to the coordinates sent to him by Fang Bai.

The coordinates that Fang Bai gave him were empty, but the moment he flew to the coordinates, huge heavy artillery appeared in front of him, and densely packed players also came into view.

The fat man then realized that this area was hidden by an illusion, and he couldn't help but sigh at the reality of the illusion, and he didn't find anything unusual.

In fact, this large projection array cluster is connected to a computing unit.

The huge computing power of the computing unit is used to calculate the environment in real time, and then project it.

The entire projection is completely dynamic. Even if a gust of wind blows into the projection area, the grass on that part of the projection will shake a few times under the huge sensing array and computing power unit.

Even if someone invests a stone from outside, it will still exist, and it will also show the picture of the grass being pressed by the stone.

Combined with the array to deal with mental power, if no one enters, this illusion is almost perfect.

And with enough computing power resources invested, this degree of reality can continue to rise.

If there is no upper limit on computing power, it can even project a truly perfect appearance, exactly the same as the original, ensuring that no one can see the difference, which is perfect.

However, the demand for computing power is too great, and the cost-effectiveness is not high, unlike now, it is enough.

At least legends are easily deceived.

After sighing, the fat man looked forward. The densely packed players seemed to be gathered together, which made him quite confused.

"Hey, what are you doing? Is Fang Bai in there?"

When the fat man thought it was Fang Bai, he did not use mental power to scan.

This is very impolite, especially when facing Fang Bai, so he walked over, relying on his body skills to squeeze forward, squeezed to the innermost, and then opened his eyes and saw the person clearly.

"?!!!!"

The fat man seemed to be struck by a bolt from the blue, his eyes widened instantly, countless thoughts emerged in his mind, countless guesses were born.

The last guess appeared in his mind.

Fang Bai was originally working here in the Dusk Plain, and at this time he met the revived demigod and was finally caught.

Then he took the initiative to ask where Fang Bai was, and Fang Bai told him directly.

Gan Gan Gan Gan!

The white-clothed prophet looked at the fat man and was slightly stunned, but there was no surprise.

After all, he had long known that Fang Bai and the fat man were quite familiar with each other, and it was normal for the fat man to come.

And the next moment, he saw the fat man turn around and run, without any hesitation, running all the way.

However, just when the fat man came to the edge of the projection, he found that a black shadow instantly enlarged in front of him.

"Bang!"

The fat man bumped into the man headfirst, as if he had hit a steel plate. The man didn't move, and the fat man fell to the ground.

The fat man opened his eyes and saw Fang Bai looking at him in confusion.

"Fatty, why did you run away just after you arrived?

You're going to eat you up."

The fat man was out of breath when he heard this, but his voice rang in Fang Bai's mind.

"Fang Bai, demigod, there is a demigod! There is a legendary earl family in the capital that was directly exterminated by the prophet demigod of the Dusk Plains!!" (End of this chapter)