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Her Fate
Chapter 177 The Fallen Mother Goddess Embarks on Her Fate
ps: I failed the three-update challenge (fog). But after checking the backstage, I realized that I was adding more updates every day (thinking).
With the completion of the super-large purification, the conflict ended.
It's not that everyone is awake, it's that everyone has disappeared.
Audrey emerged from the third level of illusion and found herself standing in an empty room with a manuscript in front of her.
She rubbed her eyes, feeling a little unbelievable.
So what she just witnessed was an illusion? But, they were so real. Audrey could still smell the faint smell of blood in her nose.
There was only one reason why she fell into an illusion. That was that she saw the manuscript the moment she came in.
The manuscript was written in a scribbled hand: "The Star God of [Reproduction] Taiziyulus, He is a Star God who ascended in hatred and loneliness. From the final whispers, we know that His death will determine His birth. He has been imprisoned in the fate of [Reproduction] all his life."
It was just a sentence, a description of the Star God of [Reproduction] that brought Audrey into the third level of illusion.
Audrey didn't even see the content of the message, she didn't even recognize the words on it.
But it was just that one sentence that almost made her completely lost in the dream. She couldn't tell the difference at all.
Oh no, now I really can't tell the difference between the game and reality.
Under Audrey's gaze, the manuscript spontaneously combusted and burned itself out, undergoing a strict self-destruction process.
As the manuscript burned, Audrey's vision gradually changed.
She will move on to the next area.
Of course, there is no such terrifying area.
It's time for her to relax. Maybe playing Hanu Brothers' Great Adventure would be a good choice.
...
Through analysis, Russell gradually understood the situation of the planet.
His brows furrowed more and more.
This planet seemed to have been "transformed" into a nest, a hatchery dedicated to the birth of insects.
All new things that are born will become bugs.
Russell stretched out his hand, wanting to redefine the essence of this planet. A keyboard appeared in front of him, and as he typed, sections of programming code emerged.
Of course, He doesn't know any programming, but this is just a formality. He just thinks it's "cool".
Suddenly, the emerging code began to twist and swell.
Under Russell's gaze, some of them exploded on the spot, scattering insect eggs. Some of them twisted instantly, twisting into one or more insects.
"Damn it." Russell exclaimed, and immediately killed the bugs that were born from the code. "This one counts!"
But then, Russell's mind moved, as if he thought of something.
He twisted "these bugs were made from code" into "all bugs are made from code".
As the Emperor of Knowledge, there is no doubt that He can easily delete the codes written by Himself.
The next second, the world suddenly became clear and the swarm of insects that had been so dark in the sky disappeared without a trace.
But then, new bugs began to appear.
Roselle raised his eyebrows and began to modify and distort the rules of this world, starting a tug-of-war with this "insect nest".
...
Klein's side has become a sea of blood and corpses. The bodies of humans and insects have piled up into a small hill. The cavalry can only stand on the pile of corpses to fight the insect swarm.
Klein's candy knights had been replaced in batches. They died easily.
Klein himself had already entered the Herrscher state. There were a large number of insect eggs in the air, and he had to enter the Herrscher state, which did not require breathing, to barely ensure that there would be no insects growing in his lungs.
Klein remembered that this was not the first time he had entered this story.
When he entered the simulated universe for the fourth time, he faced such an event in the boss room.
However, he was kicked out less than a second after entering the boss room because he was too weak at the time.
Klein swung his sword while thinking distractedly.
His perpetual spirituality allows him to strike with all his strength every time he swings.
Every swing of the fully liberated Skyfire Judge was equivalent to a burst of Skyfire. Klein repeated the process of attaching armor, swinging the sword, destroying most of his body, refreshing his stand, pinching a new stand out of candy wrappers, and reattaching the armor...
Klein thought with a bit of conceit. I wonder if I can shoot three points like Kevin did back then?
After an unknown amount of time, a huge beam of light fell from a distance and hit a bug that was even bigger than a mountain.
According to the news Klein just heard, it was called the "Queen Worm."
Klein speculated that it was probably a star destroyer cannon, because the beam of light quickly produced a violent explosion after hitting the queen.
Klein was very far away, and the queen bug, which was bigger than a mountain, looked only as big as a sesame seed in his eyes. But when the beam of light hit the queen bug, the huge explosion still engulfed Klein.
"Fuck." He only had time to utter one word before his entire body turned into ashes along with all the paper figures in his pocket.
Although he could hide in the Domination Theater, Klein was really sleepy after fighting for so long. He didn't want to hold on any longer.
The flames engulfed Klein and directly logged him out of the simulated universe.
Russell was the last one to leave the simulated universe. He fought with the insect nest planet for the whole night.
Finally, I came to the conclusion that I am not suitable to be a programmer.
I had to exit the simulated universe reluctantly, somewhat unwillingly.
It's not that I developed any feelings for the characters, it's just that I felt unhappy about not being able to complete the game.
It was already daybreak when Russell left.
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Real world, the moon.
After Roselle left the simulated universe, the Fallen Mother Goddess seemed to have sensed something through the connection between herself and Roselle.
Some time ago, Russell had a seizure for some reason and kept repeating "banana banana banana" in his mind all day long, so that the Fallen Mother Goddess was forced to listen to her "banana banana banana" for a week.
But the Fallen Mother Goddess was still unwilling to sever the connection with the pollution. After all, she had managed to infiltrate some of her power into the pollution, and it would be a waste to just discard it.
And now, the moon on the other side of the earth suddenly changed. The Fallen Mother Goddess seemed to have discovered something through the pollution.
Somehow the moon's surface was no longer a silvery-grey wasteland, but had been corrupted into a wriggling plain of flesh.
Dark red fungal carpet covered every inch of land, and sticky liquid seeped out from the cracks, gathering into smelly lakes.
Above the moon, a second "red moon" was hanging. The red moon began to expand, and the red light shone on the surface of the moon, bringing a burst of vitality.
The moon, which originally had no living creatures, suddenly began to stir, and countless plants suddenly grew out.
Soon, the second red moon expanded to occupy half of the sky, and its surface was covered with blood vessel-like lines, like a giant pupil on the verge of bursting.
The next second, a dark crack appeared in the center of the red moon, and countless pale arms stretched out from it.
They do not exist in reality, but are condensed from the concept of "creation". They tear at the boundaries of reality and want to be "born" in the true sense.
The sticky black liquid poured down like a waterfall, pouring onto the lunar surface. The blood and flesh carpet instantly boiled, and thousands of tumor-like growths bulged up.
Soon after, the tumor burst, and deformed creatures emerged: some looked like humans but had compound eyes; some were like giant pythons but had baby heads; many were pure aggregates of flesh and blood, endlessly splitting, devouring, and mating.
Finally, the monsters' skin began to swell and bulge, as if something was surging inside.
until...
Bang.
They exploded, and swarms of insects poured out.
Then, the insects began to gather and formed a human female head. Whether it was the facial features, the long brown hair, or the scarlet eyes, they were all beautiful to the point of being almost flawless, directly equivalent to the concept of "beauty", a symbol of beauty in the universe, and with an obvious maternal glow.
The only flaw is His compound eyes, which are made up of the aggregation of insects.
But the next moment, the insects began to mate together, gradually forming a pair of complete and perfect eyes.
His body is woven from billions of umbilical cords, each with a beating embryo at the end. A deep abyss-like mouth opens in the center of his trunk, spewing out rotting pollen that turns into twisted plants when it falls to the ground. His stems are covered with breasts, and his flowers are embedded with teeth.
His "footsteps" are the sticky sounds of flesh and blood growing. Every step causes the moon's crust to crack, and dark red tentacles emerge from the ground, undulating like mountains.
Wherever the Fallen Mother Goddess passes, the laws of physics are distorted: gravity causes flesh and blood to climb upward, forming an inverted forest; time cycles in reproduction - organisms experience birth, mating, and decay in an instant, and then new individuals split again from the corpse.
A "path" extends out from under his feet, paved with countless intertwined reproductive organs. On both sides of the path stand "totem poles" made up of the skeletons of humans, elves, dragons and other races. The surface of the poles is engraved with blasphemous runes symbolizing uncontrolled reproduction.
These species do not originally exist on the moon, but He who possesses the power of Creation can definitely and easily create distorted substitutes.
The dark red fungal carpet on the surface of the moon spread to the end of the horizon. Every piece of flesh and blood tissue was breathing autonomously and spewing out light green spore clouds.
The moment the spores seeped into the cracks in the rock, the silicate structure began to twitch, and the mineral crystals grew blood vessels and nerve bundles, turning into a wriggling cluster of half mineral and half life.
The Fallen Mother Goddess opened her mouth and uttered a melodious song.
The singing voice can still travel far in the vacuum zone where no sound can travel.
This seemed to have some magical power attached to it, and countless spiritual creatures were attracted to it.
They were infected by the spores floating around the Fallen Mother Goddess, and mutated. Hundreds of umbilical cords burst out from the cracks in their shells, with larvae at the ends that were completely unrelated to the original genes. The larvae ate the host and matured within ten seconds, and then continued to spray egg sacs into the vacuum.
(End of this chapterother Goddess
Chapter 178 [Reproduction] Elbowing the Fallen Mother Goddess
Outside the barrier of the astral realm, the Fallen Mother Goddess is still trying to transform.
The moment the Fallen Mother Goddess set out to reproduce, Her body began to uncontrollably develop in the direction of a "worm".
But soon, His changes stopped and He began to twist and become chaotic.
Sometimes it looks like a bug, sometimes it looks like a human.
As the mother of all spiritual life, She naturally did not want to become a worm.
But fate itself gave Him a hard elbow.
He seemed to have hallucinations for a moment, and felt that a new will was born within him.
That is the collective consciousness of the swarm.
His two consciousnesses immediately began to fight against each other.
The swarm consciousness started to fight with the Fallen Mother Goddess, shouting about friendship and bonds.
The eyes of the Fallen Mother Goddess turned into insect-like compound eyes, and the singing voice turned into the buzzing of an insect swarm.
But then, the spiritual creatures attracted by His singing were absorbed by Him, and the eggs and spores were changed into new forms of existence under the life alchemy of the Fallen Mother Goddess.
He tried to take his own steps on the path of [reproduction], trying to make a fork in the extension of destiny.
But He is not pure, so He cannot broaden His destiny well.
This caused Him to get stuck.
It's hard to take a step further, yet I don't want to give up.
He is like a self-destructor walking on a path of nothingness, sinking deeper and deeper while trying to deny the path itself.
There was a momentary confusion regarding the concept of "creation".
Concepts related to creation, birth, and reproduction were materialized in an instant.
The spirits of all living beings suddenly grew wildly and twisted, as if they were about to turn into a swarm of insects. But then they suddenly became silent.
Finally, He gave up.
Amidst sighs and laughter, the moon fell into peace again.
...
Although the Fallen Mother Goddess's self-struggle this time caused quite a stir, the low-level extraordinary beings did not notice much.
Except for special groups such as the vampires and the Abraham family, most extraordinary people just feel that their spirituality has become very active and they feel like they have endless energy.
The eternal scorching sun running naked in the sky spreads its rays, dispelling the desires, more or less, that are born in people's hearts.
But the high-level extraordinary people were frightened by this commotion, especially the demigods of the two paths, the pharmacist and the cultivator.
Their spirits boiled over in an instant, and the chirping of countless insects echoed in their minds, giving them splitting headaches.
Worm-like textures grew on its body, its eyes turned into compound eyes, and its flesh and blood began to wriggle.
It's like every part of the body has its own mind and wants to split.
But their will can easily descend upon every part of the body that tries to be independent, as if everyone has gained the ability to "clone".
This almost made them lose control.
There was even a vampire who was already in poor condition whose body rapidly underwent a mutation.
He is a Sequence 3 Summoning Master and an old vampire who is so old that he is about to die and can only stay alive by sleeping.
At that moment, he collapsed into a block of flesh and blood and grew a large number of reproductive organs, some of which came from men, some belonged to women, and some came from special creatures.
The next moment, they began to twist again, twisting into all kinds of insects. They chirped and struggled, trying to escape from the vampire's body.
They interact with each other and with the surrounding coffins used to store vampires, giving birth to all kinds of new life.
The entire vampire clan fell into chaos.
The one who was most affected was undoubtedly the "Mother Goddess of the Earth" Lilith.
...
The star realm is the kingdom of the Mother Goddess of Earth.
This place is filled with the breath of life, with wheat ears, flowers, grass, mushrooms, trees and springs spread across every corner.
In the center of the Kingdom of God, stands a beautiful lady who is plump and feminine, full of maternal radiance.
She is Lilith, the Earth Mother Goddess, and also the ancestor of the vampire race.
There are ears of wheat growing under his feet, surrounded by springs. His dress is flowing and decorated with various herbs and flowers, and depicts different animals. His chest is bulging, and he holds a cute imaginary baby in one hand and a dark brown wooden staff in the other. His overall appearance is holy and dignified.
At this moment, an illusory red moon was hanging behind His head.
The red moon radiated crimson, illuminating Lilith's entire body.
Cracks appeared on his plump and graceful body, through which crimson moonlight and the buzzing sounds of insects shone.
The cute baby in his arms began to cry, and the crying was mixed with the chaotic chirping of insects.
Flowers began to grow on His body, but quickly withered away. His flesh was wriggling as if something was about to break through the skin.
Among the withered petals, illusory crimson worms seemed to be wriggling.
Lilith's expression twisted uncontrollably, it was pain from instinct.
A deep, peaceful darkness suddenly emerged from the Earth Mother's realm, and the goddess of night, Amanesis, appeared behind Lilith.
"Amanisis..." Lilith called the other's name softly.
His pain seemed to ease a little, his brows relaxed slightly, and he forced a smile.
"I'm here. I'm always here." Amanesis responded softly, her voice gentle and soothing, as if she was coaxing Lilith to sleep.
The subtle fragrance of the deep sleeping flower wafted into Lilith's nose, like the tranquility of the night.
Amanesis did not say anything more, but gently stroked Lilith's body, using the hidden, dormant power to try to put that special power that they had never touched before to sleep.
I don't know how much time had passed, but the wounds on Lilith's body began to heal, and the moonlight and insect sounds no longer penetrated.
It wasn't that Amanesis suppressed the erosion of the destiny of [Reproduction], but that the power of this destiny faded away on its own.
...
At this time, the moon was on the other side of the earth, but Fors, who was in the Kingdom of Loen, still felt a slight whisper in an instant.
The mumbling sound became stronger and stronger, and more and more strange. It was accompanied by a sound similar to the chirping of insects.
Her eyes suddenly widened, and she curled up from her slumped position on the sofa, feeling as if bugs were crawling all over her body.
Perhaps because it was not night time, although the echoing mumbling made her feel uncomfortable all over, it was not as severe as the previous times.
Curling up subconsciously was simply a habitual action for Fowles.
Since he and Mr. Fool had agreed to pray on the "full moon night", now that it was daytime, Fors didn't know whether he could recite Mr. Fool's honorable name.
But it doesn't matter, Mr. Fool is not the only one she can rely on now.
Fors' hands were shaking a little, and she took out a palm-sized doll with trembling hands.
The doll had long black hair, wore black clothes, and had a red armor on the upper body.
The puppet's eyes were black and its face had many cracks, like broken clay.
This is the item I got from completing a system task some time ago.
Her system does not have a so-called punishment mechanism. By acting according to the options provided by the system, one can obtain an indefinite number of "system points". When the "system points" reach a certain number, some small props will appear randomly.
The system calls this process "card drawing".
Foles took a deep breath and raised the puppet in his hand.
The puppet suddenly seemed to come alive, its eyes became lively, and it stood in the air.
Then, the puppet took a fierce step forward and raised its left hand to block.
Although nothing was touching it, its body was flashing with crackling colorful lights and making ping-pong sounds like iron colliding with other metals.
The puppet triggered the counterattack, clapped his hands, put them together in front of his chest, and a strange air wave burst out of his body.
The next second, the whispers in Fors's ear disappeared. He relaxed. But as a price, the puppet broke into pieces, turning into gravel and dust that fell to the ground.
This is a one-time thing.
And somewhere outside of reality, Mr. Men's place of exile.
Several sturdy trees appeared out of thin air, and the trees and their vines entangled around Mr. Men, blocking him.
And blocked his mouth at the same time.
...
Ceres also noticed the commotion.
Even though he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he could already imagine the scene.
Although he was probably responsible for this, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Is this right? This is not right!
Before letting Roselle and the others experience the cosmic locust plague, he even went out of his way to find ScrewGum and asked him to update his simulated universe to ensure that no data bugs would crawl out along the network cable.
But what is going on?
At this time, Erha appeared in front of him and gave him a clue.
[Free fun is now available. Ahaha won't wait for you.]
"…"
"Yes, and Aha. There's nothing we can do about it." Serres decisively put aside his slightly uneasy conscience.
(End of this chapterCharacter
Chapter 179 How to Write a Good Airborne Character
Outside of reality.
There is a deep darkness here, and deep in the darkness are never-ending storms and occasional flashes of lightning.
In the occasional light, you can vaguely see a vast land made up of deep red rocks, and see several ancient pyramid-like buildings standing there. Behind the buildings, you can see deep darkness and twinkling stars.
In this exiled land where darkness and storms intertwine, there exist layers of light balls that collapse and condense, seeking qualitative change.
They were transparent, star-shining bugs.
Star Bug.
They seemed to form a figure constructed by layers of doors. This figure was robed in blood-colored tides, and its shape was constantly twisting and changing, reflecting different planets and different regions.
The figure looked very painful, squatting on the ground, curling up his body, with large numbers of star bugs crawling back and forth on his body.
As a mythical creature that represents the gate, the Star Worm shouldn't have gotten out of control so easily, but such a scene actually happened.
They seem to be affected by [breeding].
The star worms uncontrollably split and reproduced themselves, then broke apart and disappeared into thin air.
This made the figure even more distorted. From time to time, a bulge would appear somewhere on it, and then it would suddenly break, with debris scattered all over the ground.
The form of this out-of-control mythical creature is twisted and crazy enough that any creature below the level of an angel will lose control the moment they see it.
His organ, which looked like a mouth and was composed of countless insects, kept opening and closing, emitting one cry after another that no one could hear.
"Don't save me... Don't save me..."
However, according to Murphy's Law, we know that the more a person fears something, the more likely it is to happen.
So it is with God.
"Sir, you look very unwell. Is there anything I can help you with?" An elegant and gorgeous male voice sounded.
"No...save me..." Mr. Men did not answer, but just kept repeating.
"I'm sorry, sir. I don't know what you're worried about, but it's not the knight's business to stand by and watch."
Footsteps were heard, accompanied by the sound of armor colliding.
The knight with rose-red hair stood in front of Mr. Men.
His voice was sonorous and powerful.
There was no response, so the knight continued, "This is the first time we meet, but I can already feel your beautiful soul."
"I would like to pay tribute to you with the heavy weight of a rose. Please allow me to use my humble efforts to dispel the haze for you."
Mr. Men no longer refused. He was silent for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "Good evening, sir. Well...it should be evening, after all, it's always evening here."
A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, bringing a slight hint of light.
"You are such a kind knight. Hmm... In that case, may I ask how you got here?"
"I don't know." Yinzhi shook his head sincerely, "About half a system hour ago, I took my "Rare and Incredible" through a wormhole and ended up here."
"Rare and Incredible? Is that the spaceship over there?" Mr. Men cast his gaze towards the red spaceship behind Yinzhi.
"Yes." Yinzhi nodded.
"That's great." Mr. Men seemed very happy. "I want to ask you for a favor, can I?"
"Please go ahead." Yinzhi smiled and nodded.
"As you can see, I am now a poor man who has no home to return to."
"Have you been excluded by others?" Yinzhi looked very concerned.
"Yes, they also cast a curse on me." Mr. Men looked very sad. "If possible, please set up a ritual to help me escape. That way, the curse will no longer exist."
"Of course." Yinzhi nodded, "But I also have a request."
"You say." Mr. Men answered in a good mood.
"Please return this body to the gentleman just now."
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At sea, the Kallen Fantasy.
Looking at the formula in his hand, Otto Apokalis tapped the armrest of the chair with his slender fingers.
Sequence 5, Master of Secret Puppetry. Main materials: Dust of ancient vengeful spirits, core crystal of six-winged gargoyle.
Auxiliary materials: 80 ml of water from the Golden Spring on Sonia Island, 10 grams of bark from the dragon-patterned tree, the residual spirituality of an ancient vengeful spirit, and a pair of six-winged gargoyle eyes.
Promotion ceremony: Take the potion while listening to the mermaid's song.
The paper with the recipe was scribbled over and over again, with most of the ingredients crossed out. The word "mermaid" was circled in red.
Otto flipped the page casually, continuing to look at other information in his hand while chatting with another person next to him.
"Are you sure that this 'Church of Joy' has only appeared recently?" Otto pointed at an area on the information.
"Well...at least I've never heard of it before." The sailor next to him answered casually.
Because this "Admiral Honkai" had always been very easy-going, no one on the ship was afraid of him.
Otto smiled and nodded, not knowing what he was thinking.
Time passed slowly as we chatted and watched.
Otto could always strike up a conversation with the crew, no matter what the topic was.
At this time, a crew member who aspires to become a writer is asking Otto a question.
"Master Otto, how do you write a good parachuting character?"
Just as Otto was about to answer, a thin, ethereal voice reached his ears.
That is the song of the mermaid.
Otto's ears twitched slightly and he raised his head. Without being seen doing anything, the sound spread throughout the entire ship at once.
"Stop right here."
Standing up, Otto straightened his clothes and walked towards the cabin door.
At the door, he looked back at the crew member and answered the question with a smile.
"Why don't you just let him parachute everywhere?"
(End of this chapterst Appearance
Chapter 180 New Tarot Club, Miss Magician's First Appearance
Mr. Men was stunned at first, and then smiled helplessly: "It seems that you don't have enough understanding of the situation."
"Hmm? Please go ahead." Yinzhi tilted her head slightly and listened patiently to Mr. Men's explanation.
"You should know the concept of 'pollution', right?" Mr. Men spread his hands, "As you can see, I was 'polluted' by the Fallen Mother Goddess, which gave me another personality. A cowardly and timid personality."
While speaking, Mr. Men stood where he was and made no attempt to get closer to Yinzhi.
Yinzhi nodded to show her understanding: "I can probably understand it."
"This is exactly the problem I want to solve. As long as I can return, I can complete the deification ceremony and get rid of pollution." Mr. Men said as he tried to demonstrate with gestures.
"So, what do you mean?"
"I mean..."
Yinzhi suddenly interrupted Mr. Men. As a knight, such disrespectful behavior should not appear in him, but he sensed a deep and peaceful power that was unconsciously trying to pull him into a dream.
This is the extraordinary ability of the Gate Path [Reappearance]. In this exiled place where storm and night meet, Mr. Gate combines the environment and can maximize the effect of the extraordinary abilities from the two gods, Storm and Night.
The spear was raised high, and a flawless light golden halo emerged from the surface of Yinzhi's body.
Pure and beautiful destiny walkers can use destiny to keep their minds pure and flawless. Such use of destiny can help them resist most spiritual extraordinary abilities.
"Sir, your behavior is not so "beautiful". If you want to have a glorious duel with me, I will not refuse."
As he spoke, Yinzhi moved quickly, dodging the lightning that was striking him from all directions.
The blood-colored robe was lifted high, and the space around the silver branch became sticky, making his movements slow and his body as if it was stuck in a quagmire.
The silvery-white light left a graceful arc in the air as the spear slid along. Rays of starlight bloomed from the silver branches, creating ripples in the space.
The heavy sword made of gold and red appeared above Mr. Men's head like a "Louis XVI Happy Platform" and fell down quickly.
Mr. Men did not move, but his body flashed away from the spot.
His body was covered and overlapped by layers of "Gates of Flesh and Blood", hiding his entire body behind the space and separating himself and the silver branch into two different spaces.
The crimson moonlight and the tide of evil seeped out from the "Gate of Flesh and Blood" like crimson tentacles.
"Hmm?" Yinzhi uttered a doubtful sound.
In his opinion, although he was not weak, there was still a gap between him and Mr. Men.
Mr. Men, who is in an advantageous position, does not need to do anything unnecessary and should just carry out such defense.
Although he was thinking in his mind, his hands did not stop for a moment.
A beam of light descended from the sky, illuminating the area.
Mr. Men seemed to have suddenly lost his mind. He let out a low roar, causing the blood-red robe he was wearing to swing violently.
This robe is connected to the evil tide surging behind the "Gate of Flesh and Blood", spreading the crimson moonlight around.
As soon as it touched the moonlight, the impenetrable darkness in this sealed land gathered together on its own, stretched out its limbs and head, and turned into a shadowy female human.
The storm and lightning also transformed into a handsome man wearing armor, a crown on his head, holding a trident and stepping on lightning.
Finally, crimson eroded the beam of light summoned by Silver Branch, and a phantom and hazy Silver Branch with crimson light stepped out from the moonlight.
They have their own life and consciousness, and are not controlled by their users. They begin to besiege Silver Branch.
After doing this series of things, the "Gate of Flesh and Blood" suddenly collapsed on its own, covering Mr. Men's body surface, making him seem like another person.
The spear in Yinzhi's hand flew up and down, his spearmanship was more like dancing than fighting. Every move was pure and beautiful.
Six knight shields appeared around Silver Branch, and heavy swords and spears emerged from the air from time to time, entangled the ghostly woman and the phantom of Silver Branch.
Yinzhi herself raised her gun and stabbed the handsome man.
The handsome man gathered the storm and thunder at the top of the trident, and the rumbling thunder exploded as it collided with the spear.
Yinzhi stretched out her left hand, which was not holding the gun, and pulled out a red flag with a rose painted on it out of thin air.
The flags waved, pure light spread, and the three phantoms paused.
Mr. Men suddenly disappeared from the spot, came behind Yinzhi, and stretched out his hand to grab Yinzhi.
Yinzhi, as if she had expected this, turned around and swept diagonally upwards.
The spear passed through Mr. Men's palm, but it seemed to have passed through the air.
The distance between the spear and the palm was lengthened. Although visually they had touched each other, they were almost infinitely far apart in space.
Mr. Men's eyes lit up, and it seemed as if pages of a book were turning in the depths of his unreal, hazy eyes.
Yinzhi instantly felt the darkness beginning to put pressure on his spirit, and at the same time the storm engulfed him, making it difficult for him to struggle.
Yinzhi held the spear tightly in his hand, and golden light flashed from the spear.
Red petals appeared out of nowhere, and thorns broke out of the desolate ground.
"I swear..."
suddenly.
Mr. Men's expression became distorted again.
Bang.
The sound of glass breaking was heard.
Mr. Men changed from grabbing to slapping, and a huge repulsive force appeared on the armor on Yinzhi's chest.
Yinzhi was slapped and took two steps back.
As Yinzhi retreated, the space behind him shattered like a mirror, becoming a "door" in the spatial sense.
Yinzhi's two steps back allowed him to pass through the "door" and arrive at another place.
Mr. Men's hand continued to move forward due to inertia, but failed to enter the "door". Instead, it passed through it, as if the "door" did not exist.
Yinzhi seemed to understand something, and he immediately wanted to go back to the other side of the "door", but he just had time to reach out his hand.
puff.
Right in front of him, the door disappeared.
Yinzhi held a spear in one hand and a flag in the other, and stretched his hands forward in a daze.
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Monday afternoon.
In order to make time for the Tarot Club, Fors found an excuse to concentrate on his creation and sent Hugh away.
But this can't be considered an excuse entirely.
At this moment, in front of her were several manuscripts that had just been written.
That was the manuscript she had rushed out in the past few days in order to complete the "system task".
Those were drafts of two novels.
"The Fool I Recommend" and "I Won't Join Secret Parties as a System-Based Protagonist".
For both novels, she only wrote the beginning part based on her initial passion, and there was not even an outline for the rest of the content.
Miss Salty Fish has completely burned out.
The clock on the wall ticked, and soon it was three o'clock in the afternoon.
At this moment, her eyes became blurry and she saw gray-white mist suddenly emerging.
In the blink of an eye, she found herself above the mysterious gray fog, in the majestic palace. In front of her was an ancient, mottled bronze table, and around her were blurry and misty figures.
The system screen appeared in front of Fors.
[Entering here once again, you believe that you have initially gained the trust of the evil god. This is a small step for you, but a big step to save the world. ]
[Come on, Foles.]
[Task completed: Filling the gap, reward has been sent to the system backpack. ]
Fors took a quick look and quickly closed the system panel.
During this period of time, she has figured out the pattern. If there is no countdown on the panel, it means that there is no time stop.
Looking up, she watched all this with caution and vigilance, feeling that the members who could participate in this secret gathering might be extremely powerful extraordinary people, believers of the evil god.
In her previous conjecture, the participants might have three heads and six arms, or a human head and a fish body, or be covered with tentacles...
However, if you think about it from another perspective, since someone like me, a Sequence 9, can join, the other members may not necessarily be that powerful. Fowles comforted himself.
She observed secretly and was surprised to find that the party seemed unexpectedly normal.
Klein sat leisurely in the seat that belonged to The Fool. He looked around and said, "This is Miss Magician, our new member."
Then, he looked at Fors and introduced the other members.
Fors listened attentively, matching the code names with the characters and nodding in greeting, while observing the members.
Miss Justice was a blonde lady who seemed very young and sat in a very elegant posture. Although she was obscured by the gray fog, Fors could vaguely see the aura of wealth emanating from her body for some reason. It was very dazzling and seemed a little out of place here.
Emperor Wheel of Fortune Miss... Miss Wheel of Fortune is actually a cat! It looks brown, and the pattern on its body is unclear. I don't know if it is a mythical creature or a Beyonder in disguise.
The Emperor's hair is gray and smooth. She looks lively and outgoing. But she is a little too innocent. There is no such person here. This is her flaw.
Mr. Hanged Man has dark blue hair that is as messy as seaweed. He is not very strong, but his muscles are relatively well developed, with obvious lines. He may not like to talk, but when he looks at you, you will feel uneasy. Fowles speculated that he should be the leader of a certain force.
Mr. Devil smiled and seemed to be the type who was easy to talk to. However, according to Fowles' experience, most of these people were old swindlers with daggers hidden behind their smiles.
Mr. Sun seemed to be just a teenager, very silent and reserved. Apart from that, nothing else could be seen. Perhaps, he was relatively weak compared to others. But he was really tall. Fowles speculated that Hugh might only reach his chest.
Mr. World's eyes were cold and gloomy, and it was obvious at first glance that he was not someone to be trifled with...
The system pop-up window popped up again.
[You met the legendary Five Seas Wild Rose. You noticed his uniqueness the first time you saw him. His erratic personality gave you a huge shock.]
[You decided to write a book called "The Little Stories That Must Be Told by the Crazy Beauty and Three Pirate Female Generals"]
(End of this chapter