DNF, made by the ancient gods

A lie often needs to be filled with more lies.But obviously, there is no need to use perfect lies to deal with these foreign aid personnel. After all, Vatra is probably the only one who can stand up to be masked by Bai Hua.

"Base, there are quite a lot of people left here, and they have the ability to form a small base..."

Although too much talk is bound to fail, sometimes it is a last resort.

"Most of them were lucky enough to escape the first wave of magic spread, while the rest were due to our own high magic power and were not directly controlled by the enemy."

Because of the archives, they already had a preliminary understanding of Bai Hua's threat - he has the power to control people's hearts, but the specific strength of this power... People who have not experienced it intuitively will not know.

"That's it."

Standing in the shadow at the junction of light and darkness, the corner of her mouth curled up.

"We're all waiting for you."

*

A man in a white coat walked slowly through the corridor, and the new servants on both sides bowed and surrendered to him.

"whee----"

The eerie ethereal laughter echoed in the corridor, and the gender couldn't be distinguished from the neutral.Listen carefully, and you can find that the source of this sound is a blue-pink mist, which closely follows the birch, sometimes gathering and sometimes spreading apart.

Finally, they came to a room.From a distance of eleven kilometers, observe what is happening in the distance through the monitoring equipment.

"Actually, there is nothing to observe, right? Your lord—"

The blue-pink mist behind him squirmed slowly, as ethereal as blue smoke.Its form of existence is so special, and it is this particularity that creates its value.

"It won't lose."

"If you lose, you will never lose, but practice can verify the theory better. No matter how beautiful the data is, it will change to varying degrees in actual combat."

At any rate, it was a monster with a high growth limit created by him. If even these miscellaneous fish could not be easily solved... then he should consider researching in another direction.

"Oh, if you put it that way, there's nothing wrong with it..."

"Don't worry, Nightmare's first actual combat decision will satisfy you."

"Better so."

Eyes without emotional fluctuations were placed on the screen, and the invited "guests" had already entered the stage, but what greeted them was not the cordial greetings from friendly troops...

Just like the order he gave to Nangong Nayue, these poor people who are still kept in the dark will become the sharpening stone of Nightmare-they will fight a Nightmare under the condition of equal strength, test What is the combat power of the "Nightmare" race...

Investigating its essence, nightmares are weapons of war. Loyalty is rooted in the depths of their souls. Based on this, and assisted by masks, he endows them with the ability to think—a kind of thinking that is limited to a certain range. thinking ability.

Having the ability to think independently without the possibility of betrayal is the perfect weapon.

*

"whee----"

Ethereal laughter reverberated in the space of less than [-] square meters, and the air that should have been colorless suddenly had a different color——a strange light red.

"Everyone, welcome to here—"

The neutral voice gradually tends to be female, the fog begins to gather, and the chandelier hanging from the ceiling emits dim light. This light does not illuminate the room, but only adds a kind of weird horror.

"what happened?"

Vatra's questioning tone came from behind, and Nangong Nayue nodded slightly. Since the development of the matter has reached this point, she doesn't need to hide anything.

"Congratulations first, everyone is welcome to step into the trap obediently."

She turned her face sideways, and the scarlet that soaked into the depths of her soul oozes out, slowly infecting the beautiful azure blue color, this process is beautiful and delicate, like a very beautiful picture scroll.

"Then, please enjoy it -- this welcome ceremony."

The scene in front of them seemed to be cut apart in an instant, and a vague sense of obscurity was blinded to everyone's hearts. When Vatra broke out his magic power and fought for a moment of clarity, the girl's figure had disappeared.

—— Nangong had a problem that month.

Vatra's complexion changed suddenly, it's already at this time, if he hasn't reacted yet, then he really should change his mind.

He glanced around, and some people also got rid of the state similar to spiritual charm. They nodded to him and completed a short silent communication.

"Oh hehe, I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

The light red mist slowly gathered, and two scarlet fires suddenly lit up in it, as if the monster that had been hiding in the mist suddenly opened its eyes, and the flames burned in its pupils, like torches, which made people feel sick. feel intimidated.

The neutral voice could no longer be heard. Amidst the melodious girlish voice, a delicate "girl" emerged from the mist.

"Introduce yourself, I am Nightmare - Tiffany."

Chapter 078 Scarlet Will

this monster...

The huge basilisk let out a shrill roar. That huge body should have brought unparalleled pressure, but the fact is that such a powerful basilisk can only be played like a fool.

"Oh, here..."

The girl with an exaggerated arc at the corner of her mouth let out a laugh. The laughter revealed arrogance, and it could even be said to be rampant. It is hard to imagine that such a delicate and aristocratic girl would become so after the battle began... ...singular.

"Idiot!"

The giant snake's raised head swooped down, and the kinetic energy brought by its mass could turn its body into a recyclable "explosive" weapon, but unfortunately, this snake also met its opponent today.

"How many times have you tried, physical contact is ineffective!"

The girl's figure was as thin as mist, and the giant snake passed through her body, and suddenly landed on the ground, completely piercing the building.

How to fight this?

Vatra's expression was ugly. The monster in front of her called herself "Tiffany" had no weaknesses at all—her body that could turn into "fog" at any time seemed to be just a shadow, attacking purely with kinetic energy, potential energy, etc. relying on physical contact. None of them can affect her, and even if it is an attack with magic power attached to it, you can only rest assured that her magic power resistance is astonishingly high. Usually, a magic power cannon that is enough to detonate a battleship hits her. It's like tickling her, and she doesn't show any discomfort at all.

"So, this is already the seventh one—"

The girl's golden long hair slanted down, and the nightmare, which was actually a sexless creature, tilted its head and looked at Vatra with a livid face.

She smiled maliciously, enjoying the feeling of crushing what others care about and pulling away their hopes bit by bit.And from the human lexicon, which is enough to use "tens of millions" as the basic unit, Tiffany also found the most suitable word to describe her—weapon.

She has only one duty - to fight until she dies.

To meet the battle, to enjoy the battle, crush all possible enemies, step on their minced meat and bone fragments, step on the scarlet carpet made of blood, and present the gem of victory to her "father".

yes father.

She has always recognized that he is her father, even though he doesn't like them and these nightmares calling him "father" and letting them call him "Count" like ordinary subordinates, but in the hearts of all nightmares, he is their father.

That is the Creator, that is the father who created them, he gave them life, gave them value, and made the race of nightmares appear in this world.

——she wanted to call him "Father".

Whether it's embodying this human body, or expressing herself so persistently, she just wants to attract someone's attention.

Closing his eyes, the scarlet cloak embraced the human shell, the ground was cracked, and huge energy surged in it.

— Scarlet fire.

The 45-meter-high column of fire exploded, knocking down the building itself, and bursting into the night in dramatic colors like fireworks.

——Burst out one after another.

*

It seems to have heard the voice of the nightmare girl.

Bai Hua raised his brows slightly, and the blue-pink Nightmare beside him was still grinning. He didn't teach Nightmare this way of laughing, but these weapons that are keen on playing with people's hearts seem to have learned this weird smile without a teacher. Voice.

I have to say... this may be the so-called talent.

The "lock" rooted deep in Nightmare's soul conveys some emotion to him.This "lock" is a means of insurance. Its original intention is to allow him to monitor all nightmares, so that he will not be afraid that they will betray under the interference of external forces. If the magic is distorted, it doesn't matter what the original nightmare thought.

And in his daily role, this insurance method can theoretically become a way for him to communicate with the nightmare.

But... father?

A blood mage who had already been injured once would not accept this title. The scars in his heart seemed to have healed, but the things that flowed from his broken heart could not be retrieved.

The same mistake, he will not make a second time.

This is the boundary—the one that draws the line between the emotional and the rational.He does not intend to throw away sensibility as a detachable item like a trash like Baig. Sensibility has a special meaning to him, so he prefers to keep the status quo and walk out a path.

"Look, my lord, it won beautifully, didn't it?"

The blue-pink mist floats, and even though its descendant has taken on a human form, it has no intention of changing the name "it"—Nightmare is a genderless creature, so what can that layer of skin represent?

Is it possible that with an extra layer of skin, Birch will look at it with admiration?

Oh heh, how naive...

But she still has reason. If there is any blind nightmare who insists on taking the image of a dead black-haired girl... Tsk, then maybe you can see when the nightmare's life comes to an end In what way will they dissipate.

"It's okay, but it does a lot of redundant things."

As expected, this kind of behavior is almost showing off... That idiot really thinks he can give himself extra points?

"That's its personal IQ problem. It can't be pushed to all nightmares. If I go... well, maybe I can solve the battle in five seconds?"

"With your energy exceeding that of 720 times the sum of their energies?"

"No, it is to suppress the strength under the same situation."

Disdainful laughter sounded.

"If it's all liberated, they can't even stand in front of me, can they?"

Without further rebuttal, the original nightmare in front of him is his most successful one so far - as the life force consumed for its birth... the accumulation is estimated to be converted into a unit of [-] human lives.

A wisp of mist approached the birch, but he didn't sweep it away.

"Next, leave it to the Earl?"

The personality-bending magic isn't perfect yet.The use of this magic was limited to looking at each other at first, and then he made a small change to spread outward in the form of a ring, which greatly improved its practicality.

—but that's not enough.

It is impossible for him to travel the whole world, and it is impossible for him to spend so much thought on this troublesome matter.

Therefore, improvement is inevitable.

Glancing at this nightmare, its loyalty is not a problem, and it is all due to its own personality to be so active.

"Start the experiment."

Chapter 079 Scarlet Will

If it is possible to cast personality distortion magic at a fixed point, or construct a scarlet ring that covers the whole world... Both of these have their own shortcomings, but even so, as long as one of them can be achieved, then this planet is a perfect place for him. Items that can be looted at any time.

And he is preparing to combine these two methods.

"First use the fixed point to shape the scarlet ring to bury loyal chess pieces all over the planet, and then use these chess pieces to construct a magic that covers the whole world..."

If it has an organ like eyes, then its eyes must already be shining.Although it is not bad now, the floating mist changes color from time to time, showing the inner activity of this original nightmare.

It's delightful.

"It's really good."

It admires that Bai Hua's current strength is not enough to support him to build such a huge magic alone, so it is the most efficient to use this method to achieve his goal.

But to Bai Hua, this doesn't mean much—although the way of burying the magic node is different, the essence of this matter will not change. He has done a similar thing once, that is, in the "elf" The experience of constructing the Temple of Time in the world.

The Temple of Time, the Son of the Star, the Arcane Battle Body, the Sword to Split the Planet... He used every possible means to strengthen himself with everything on that planet, and even the star itself was attached to it by the arcane runes he smelted. Body.It can be said unceremoniously that the current him met the him at the time... probably the same as Nangong met the current him that month.

However, such a perfect plan encountered Nyarlathotep at the last moment...

Thinking of this, he felt that these things were a bit unpleasant.But what should be done still has to be done. He observed the place where the scarlet ring erupted, and everything was correct.

"The energy conduction is maintained at more than 90.00%[-]. There is energy loss and loss during the conduction process, but the impact on the entire magic formula is infinitely close to zero."

next step.

*

"Have you heard?"

The orc in the tavern picked up the wine glass, took a swig, and then slapped the wine glass on the table.

"You bloody bastard, talking in that tone is looking for a fight..."

The rough orc wiped his mouth and scolded the man angrily.The ghost knows what he wants to say, there are no hints or foreshadowing, and it is terrible to talk to people in this way.