Rules-based ghost talk game

Dangerous spiritual warnings flashed crazily in Namilia's mind!

Milt stood up suddenly, invisible spiritual fluctuations spread, and he once again used "Taming" on Daniel who turned into a puppet!

But being influenced by "idiot", he became a "idiot" in judging many things.

It was like he had only thought that Daniel's pain affected by "taming" was reasonable, but he had ignored that his "taming" ability itself was supposed to make Daniel as obedient and as well-behaved as a tamed beast.

That's right.

This is the influence of a terrifying person.

In other words, the differentiation between Milt's original "being controlled" and the "demon clone" were all Milt's own methods.

However, as soon as Milt entered the area of ​​Luma Village, he was already unknowingly affected by the "idiot" effect.

Namilia's understanding of this ability couldn't help but be filled with fear after understanding it.

Even though the "Disaster Ragdoll" and the "Animal Tamer" are both afraid.

But in this invisible battle, the "Muppet of Disaster" took the lead.

In this level of strange power competition, the mutant who often takes the lead will have an absolute advantage.

Because Milt has been affected without knowing it!

This does not directly make a person stupid, or turn him into a puppet, or change his cognition.

But... change it according to your understanding.

The original ten truths have become nine truths and one falsehood.

Just like Milt's judgment.

This is hard to guard against!

"Kekeke..."

The laughter coming from Dennis's body was as moving as a silver bell, but it made everyone feel chilled in their hearts.

It was the tone of a young boy.

At this moment, Namilia suddenly understood what "disaster" was and what "muppet" was.

Spreading the influence of fools and making everyone subconsciously become fools is a kind of "disaster".

And the puppets... are manipulated, played with, and have no self-awareness...

It's like, all this time, Milt has been relying on his "own judgment" to act, but he has completely fallen into the control of the "disaster puppet", and he has become "without correct self-understanding"

"Muppets"!

In the soft capital, Gu Suo was certainly a fearful person, but at that time, because of Liu Neng, because of Chen Quan, and because Gu Suo himself was about to die of old age, there were too many people with higher status than him waiting for him.

The surroundings made Namilia not feel how "weird" and terrifying Gu Suo was.

And now, this "disaster puppet" has really taught Namilia a lesson.

Then...how to break the situation?

Namilia grabbed Tang Guozhong's arm, and the light blue spiritual light spread in his eyes. He hesitated for a moment, and then grabbed Milt's arm again.

The next moment, start "travel"!

The figures of the three people emerged from the front desk on the first floor of the Cow Horse Hotel. Namilia stumbled out of the air, stumbling on her feet, and a violent dizziness appeared in her mind.

Taking two people on a trip consumes spiritual energy exponentially.

It's too forced.

"Kekeke..."

Daniel's figure appeared in front of the hotel, still with his elbows hanging high and his arms hanging low, looking weird and scary.

But Namilia knew that he had made the right bet.

If the candy wrapper will have "imperfections" in the Cow Horse Inn causing discoloration.

This means that the Cow Horse Inn is a defective place within the influence of the "Dolls of Misfortune" and its "Idiot Domain".

Namilia suddenly turned her head and looked at Milt, who was still slightly confused at the moment.

He took a deep breath and told his findings.

Then, he took out the candy wrapped in blue candy wrapper from his pocket and waved it in front of his eyes.

The next moment, he threw it out.

The candy coating turned white before Milt's eyes after he rolled out the door.

Milt's eyes flashed with surprise, and the next moment, he suddenly took out a scroll and slapped it on the ground.

The scroll touched the ground and melted quietly,

Light green cracks spread from the floor, scaring the old cows and horses nearby and running to the second floor.

The cracks continued to spread until they wrapped around the feet of the three Namilia people, and then suddenly rose upwards.

A pure green pillar surrounded the three people.

"The magic of desolation, natural balance barrier."

Milt quickly explained and looked at Namilia: "There was something wrong with my previous rescue formation."

Namilia nodded.

"I guessed it."

"What now?"

"You asked me?"

Milt was startled, and he laughed dumbly.

He remembered that Namilia was a horror after all. He was so frightened that he started asking for advice from the horror.

If Namilia really had the means, she would not find a way to help herself get rid of the "idiot" state.

Because of Namilia's previous composure and calmness, he found the "flaw" in the simplest and most accurate way, and then used the "flaw anchor point" to awaken his true consciousness, treating Namilia as an existence on the same level as himself.

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Milt held his breath and the dark green light in his eyes returned.

The dark green in his eyes is very deep, rendering his eyes pure dark green instead of the "translucent" light blue coverage of Namilia.

The barrier isolates the thinking interference of the "Idiot Domain".

Now, Milt can truly demonstrate the power of a fearful person.

Namilia suddenly felt a little nervous. This nervousness had no origin, and it suddenly appeared. It was the kind of cold sweat on the forehead, a little chill on the back, and the spiritual warning in the mind kept fluctuating, as if it was impossible to judge where the danger came from.

Come on, it’s not about your own situation.

Milt moved, he stomped his feet slightly, and nine eroding threads spread out from under his feet. Without exception, these threads were shot towards Daniel outside the door!

The thread clung to the surface and ignited flames the next moment!

This is with the added power of "Fire Lasso"!

Black runes appeared before the eyes of the puppet-turned-Daniel. These runes were translucent, and their contents were obscure and difficult to understand, appearing like a "cursive" symbolic barrier.

And the flame thread penetrated in without any obstruction!

The next moment, Milt took a step, and colorful confetti appeared around him. This was the "special effect" produced when the "Great Transformation" was applied.

But the problem is that Milt himself is still where he is.

Namilia felt something happened, but it seemed like nothing happened.

But the next moment,

The overwhelming flying knives shot at the puppet-turned-Daniel from all directions!

In an instant, Daniel was transformed into a hedgehog!

Namilia's pupils shrank slightly, Daniel used the "Magic Flying Knife" to "transform into a living person"!

The "flying knife" that can only be reproduced close to the body can realize the "teleportation" that makes the enemy unable to judge the direction!

This once again allowed Namilia to refresh its understanding of the combat power of fear-level mutants.

As the mutation stage increases, the diversification of mutation abilities is not just a matter of "more skills" and "more blue bars"!

This will also include the integration of ability and ability, the connection and linkage between ability and ability.

This kind of expression is not displayed much in the thriller level, because the thriller level does not have enough control over its own strange power, and is also limited by the spiritual reserve of the thriller level.

But for a fearful person, these are all small things...

In front of Namilia's eyes, the puppet-turned-Daniel had fallen to the ground, and the flying knives stuck in his body slowly dissipated. Dark and bloodless holes were all over the puppet-turned-Daniel's body.

"He ran away!" Namilia suddenly noticed something and shouted suddenly!

Damn it!

I still don’t know enough, if you think about it that way.

In fact, the "Muppet of Misfortune", that is, the mutants of the "Fallen Sacrifice" path, is a path that purely relies on spiritual influence and has almost no frontal combat capabilities!

Whether it's the "Intelligence Curse" ability of the grotesque "idiot", or the heart-eating recovery and severe pain that a black-hearted person may have, or the "disaster" and "muppet" in the "disaster puppet" stage, among others

It is essentially an influence of spirit and thinking!

so...

That "Muppet of Misfortune" may have already run away when he discovered his "flaw" and took everyone on a "travel".

The current puppet Daniel is just an empty shell!

"If you leave now, you may be affected by the idiot field."

Namilia said hurriedly.

Milte nodded, with a hint of pain in his eyes.

Then, he took out a piece of green jade and suddenly crushed it into pieces.

At this moment, Namilia felt a coolness and moisture wrap around her body. This coolness and moisture was like mist rain falling on her body, making people feel comfortable and peaceful, and her mind became clearer.

"This sealed artifact cost me two thousand desolate coins."

Milt said distressedly, and the next moment his figure disappeared, leaving colorful confetti in the air.

Namilia had no time to sigh about the heritage of the Deserted Church as an orthodox church, so she directly grabbed Tang Guozhong's hand and used "Travel"!

The next moment, he and Tang Guozhong's figures reappeared from the air and returned to the lobby of the funeral home.

Milt, on the other hand, was already standing in front of the iron door, wrapping his fingers around the corroded thread and grabbing the iron door handle.

The thread quickly spread from the door handle and got in through the cracks in the door above and below.

The next moment, with Milt's sudden tug, the iron door was overturned by the silk thread.

The scenery inside the door comes into view.

This place is not big, like a room for putting makeup on corpses, only the size of a bedroom.

Surrounded by gray and black cold-toned stone walls, several trundle beds were covered with messy white cloths.

Among them, on the bed in the center, a little girl was lying on it with her eyes closed.

It’s Yin Qiaoxian!

Namilia recognized him immediately!

He gritted his teeth, his eyes were sharp, his figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he appeared in front of Yin Qiaoxian's bed.

Namilia looked at Yin Qiaoxian's pale face with some distress, her eyes closed and her brows slightly wrinkled, as if she had a nightmare.

On top of Yin Qiaoxian's head, only half of the rabbit earrings she had been wearing were left.

Namilia took out the other half of the rabbit earrings from her pocket and pursed her lips.

He tremblingly opened the white cloth covering Yin Qiaoxian's body and saw a white dress, very pure.

I breathed again, and my heart that had been hanging around finally relaxed.

The worst didn't happen.

It's not too late yet.

He suddenly turned his head and looked to the side. It was a silver-black crown inlaid with beige gems, exuding a strange and terrifying aura.

Moreover, there was an altar beside it, with unlit candles, some plants, and metals, as if some ceremony was being arranged.

"This is your friend?" Milt's voice sounded behind Namilia.

Namilia nodded: "Friends of life and death."

Well, her evil thoughts almost killed me before.

"What an amazing friendship." Milt walked forward, looked around, and frowned slightly: "We seem to be late, or this is not the escape route of the troubled puppet."

Milt pointed at the crown: "The crown of the Fallen Queen, I have seen its record in the Book of Desolation. The authentic one should be sealed in the church's sealing place. The one here is a replica."

"Fallen Queen?"

"Yes, the evil god who followed the path of the fallen priest and the Queen of Despair was suppressed by the God of Desolation at the end of the last era."

Milt sighed, stretched out his hand, and a dark green formation halo appeared in his palm.

"This thing is below the bishop level and will be contaminated by mutants who are not on these two paths as long as they come into contact with it. Once brought, they will directly become slaves of despair and depravity. I will bring it back to the Desolate Church. Your contribution, I

I’ll give it to you then.”

As the crown was sealed, Milt turned his head and chuckled: "Don't worry, you take the big head."

Namilia nodded, but was not in the mood to think about these things.

He put his hand on Yin Qiaoxian's forehead and slowly inspected her condition with his spirit.

Yin Qiaoxian's consciousness fell into a deep sleep. Fortunately, this state did not last long and there was still hope.

He quietly used his spiritual power to release the consciousness points in Yin Qiaoxian's mind that were sealed by strange forces.

If I had come a little later, Yin Qiaoxian might really...become Sleeping Beauty.

No, the greater probability is that the "Muppet of Misfortune" will wear the crown and become the "vessel" for the resurrection of the evil god.

It seems that there are still many mysteries about this matter, and it also seems that along the way, many evil gods are being prepared for "resurrection rituals" by believers, looking for "containers" one by one.

Namilia glanced at Tang Guozhong.

The same goes for the hanging man.

He almost did something for his faith with Luo Qi, then gave birth to a child and became the vessel of the Hanged Lord.

Namilia doesn't think it's very interesting that the person who hangs upside down should not call himself daddy. This thing in itself is very scary.

But this also made Namilia a little suspicious,

Do these gods and evil gods really know what their followers have done for them?

"It's a pity that that thing escaped." Milt accepted the sealed artifact and walked to Yin Qiaoxian: "Do you need help?"

"It's okay." Namilia shook her head.

It's not that he doesn't trust Milt, it's just that when he thinks of what Yin Qiaoxian has experienced, he no longer dares to let Yin Qiaoxian experience risks again. He is not willing to gamble with the safety of Yin Qiaoxian on the goodwill of others.

Tang Guozhong, who had been silent until now, made a sound at this moment.

"Well, Master, is everything settled?"

"Well, except that the misfortune puppet ran away."

"actually..."

Tang Guozhong blinked and pointed to the top of his head, where there was an empty ceiling.

"Erosion·Fire Thread."

Milt suddenly stretched out his hand, and the burning thread surrounded it!

To the naked eye, there is obviously nothing there.

But wrapped in the flame thread, a thin figure emerged and screamed in pain!

The figure fell down and was entangled and tied up with flame threads. Black smoke was rising from his burned clothes and skin. He was a short man who could be called a "dwarf".

No,

Namilia looked at the man and pushed Yin Qiaoxian's bed to ask Yin Qiaoxian to stay away from this thing.

It's not that he's short or a dwarf, it's that this man has no legs at all.

Only the upper body.

Not surprisingly, this is the "Muppet of Misfortune" in person. It had been attached to the ceiling before and was compressed with the "Idiot Domain" to cover that small area.

Milt's sealed artifact previously prevented the Idiot Domain from interfering with everyone's thinking, but it did not include the fact that what he saw was definitely not affected by the Idiot Domain.

Because that area has become "stupid", the real situation will not appear.

But if you touch this kind of thing with your hands, you will find that it is not air, but something.

"You can't do this to me!" the man on the ground roared, revealing his pure black eyes, extremely ferocious.

Namilia secretly thought: "According to the process, usually the next step is for him to declare his family status."

"I am the beloved of the fallen god!"

Okay, next is the threat.

"If you kill me, the Fallen God will not bypass you!"

This is not convincing and needs to be supplemented with some ingredients.

"This is an era of resurgence of gods. In your world, there are hidden incarnations of gods!"

The man fell to the ground, screaming in pain, but his tone was full of enthusiasm and madness.

"No matter how great the gods are, they will be suppressed by desolation, and the world will show its original appearance."

Milt looked at the man condescendingly, his tone was cold, and he didn't care about these things.

His figure exudes a touch of majesty, which is truly the fearful aura of the orthodox church.

"Hahahahahahaha." The man lying on the ground began to laugh wildly.

"Stupid!" The man frowned and rolled on the ground in pain, but his tone was as arrogant as if the people rolling on the ground were Namilia and Milt.

"This is a weird and mysterious world. How can you mortals understand the existence of gods?"

The man growled:

"The good gods are all hypocritical bitches! The so-called evil gods you call, my great Lord, the fallen god! Are the real seekers, and are the beings worth our lives to believe in!"

Namilia is still concentrating on dispelling the spiritual seal of Yin Qiaoxian.

But one ear was also listening to the impotent rage of this "disaster puppet" before his death.

"Some gods are mysterious from the beginning. They are great that you cannot capture, they are fog that you cannot penetrate, and they are terror that you will never be able to touch in this life!"

Milt nodded: "In the records, many gods have no names, only nicknames, and some records are very few. But doesn't this mean that these gods don't even dare to see people face to face? They don't even dare to bring peace to the world.

Even if you can’t do it, how can you still have the nerve to call yourself a god?”

Namilia nodded, not in agreement, but in discovering that these loyal believers of gods, regardless of whether they are good gods or evil gods, have a problem.

In fact, it can’t be considered a fault, it can only be said that he is keen to spread his own beliefs.

Look, those lying on the ground are being brainwashed by those standing.

The one who was standing began to preach to the one lying on the ground.

"You fart!" The one lying on the ground roared: "If you kill me, not only will the great fallen god not let you go, but some of the gods who have made an alliance with the fallen Lord and will return hand in hand will also attack you.

Repay the judgment!"

"Is that what you said before, the shady god?" Milt sneered.

"Ha." The man on the ground sneered. His face was wrinkled in pain, and his whole body was trembling from the flames, but he still showed sneer and disdain.

"The great fallen god has already sent down an oracle."

The man said harshly and piously:

"Her best friend in ancient times, a true seeker seeking the path of greatness, a figure that even my great fallen gods are willing to chase, mysterious and silent, burdened by the shackles of fate, unknown to the world but always present

God has revived!

The great Him has appeared in this world!

The great He will take the path of God again!

The great He will hold the hand of the great fall from history,

The great He will return hand in hand with the great Fall!"

Milt frowned slightly. There are some rumors about the reincarnation of gods in various places, but these are still rumors and legends.

Devout evil believers will go crazy and do all kinds of evil, but they will not lie when it comes to their own beliefs.

If an evil god of this level has really resurrected, it must be in a period of weakness.

As the natural propagandist of the current world, what Desolate has to do is to use his teaching power to find the resurrected body of the evil god and completely annihilate him when he is weak.

"Then do you dare to tell the name of that god?" Milt looked at the man and tried to trick him.

Even in the records of the Desolate Divine Book, the honorific names of the gods are incomplete. The man did not lie. Except for the Hanged Lord, the Newborn Father, the three main gods and some large-scale secret organizations, the names of the gods are widely circulated.

In fact, there are really many gods, but their names have not even been left.

They are peeping at this world in secret, for one epoch, two epochs, and have always been like this.

They are the biggest threat in this world.

The man's body on the ground was almost completely burned by the flames beyond recovery.

And the man also realized that these people would not let him go.

Therefore, his tone became less crazy, and his aura began to gradually become weaker and weaker.

He did not want his soul to be imprisoned again and betray the great God.

So I chose self-annihilation.

At the end of his life, he sneered, his tone calm and solemn:

"You cannot prevent His return, just as you cannot prevent the return of the Great Fall.

He will definitely become a god. This is inevitable and you cannot stop it!

He is,

The first of the twenty-two series,

The god who bears fate,

Walking the history of the era,

The true wise man, the true fool,

His honorable name is,

There is no end.”

After saying the last two words, the man's aura completely dissipated.

He died, completely.

When a person who is good at fear of the spirit and soul decides to self-annihilate his soul, not even the bishop can stop him.

"Endless..." Milt muttered to himself, chewing on the meaning of these two words.

There are no relevant records in the Book of Desolation, but there are some vague traces of these nicknames.

That was indeed an ancient evil god, an evil god who left traces in history but never revealed his true identity.

"Heh." Milt smiled and waved his hand, as if he was trying to persuade himself.

I was really shocked by what this man said before.

After all, gods are involved, so it is impossible not to treat it with caution.

But how could I not believe in the great God of Desolation?

Milt walked to the man's body, squatted down, and whispered:

"If the one who has no end has truly been reincarnated and is already walking in this world.

He will also be annihilated by desolation, and nature and wilderness will return to the earth."

What Milt didn't notice, and wouldn't pay attention to, was...

Beside him, Namilia, who had always turned her back to him, was concentrating on removing the spiritual seal from Yin Qiaoxian,

Holding the palm of the bed rail,

Already covered in cold sweat.

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