To deal with Qian Qian, the Brilliant Tyrant was a plan that had been thought out for a long time.
It can be said that the action strategy of seeking personal gain through this change of position has been executed perfectly, and so far the harvest has been quite a lot.
Of course, the side effect is that Jane's level of trouble has increased visibly.
But that's just the surface. For the parties involved, it's not a bad thing.
After three consultations under his own leadership, her condition became clear to a certain extent.
In addition to the final reservation plan, it is finally possible to prescribe the right medicine.
The Brilliant Tyrant is undoubtedly the most suitable choice for Fu Qian.
Although it is not certain that there is a connection between the two, as one of the forms of the remnants of the law, its essential attributes are undoubtedly close to the star law of this world.
And its effect is to "become the core of confusion of rules and distort all surrounding forms of existence."
If it is true, as Jacques said, that the influence of the stars is everywhere and precise and correct laws are an essential part of the world, then there is nothing more suitable to destroy the world than this.
Of course, Fu Qian is not so optimistic that just by standing here, everything will be burned and nightmares will be torn apart.
Even the most symptomatic drugs must reach a high concentration to be considered therapeutic.
But don’t be too rigid in everything. Destroying the world is not enough, but destroying a local world can still be tried, right?
Facing the direction of the patient on the ground, Fu Qian took a step forward.
"Stand still! What the hell are you?"
Not surprisingly, the first people to express dissatisfaction were colleagues.
Unfortunately, given the height difference at this moment, Brother Jacques was forced to look up even if he was looking at the mouth on his chest.
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Jacques's shock was certainly not due to a simple change in height difference.
Considering that Zhu Yu has a long mouth on her chest, the simple expansion of her body is nothing at all.
The real visual impact is on the other side.
At this moment, with Fu Qian's swollen body as the center, pale, extending and bifurcating cracks are emerging in the void, like ice cracks in space.
Even as Fu Qian moved, a structure like strange-shaped long wings was pulled out behind his back.
This is the most essential manifestation of the twisted power of the glorious tyrant. It is extremely dreamy and extremely cold.
The reason for this visual effect is also very simple. I turned on Burning Frost before paying.
As expected, everything is given a supernatural and cold appearance, and even the power of the tyrant is visualized.
"I told you to stand still!"
This excessive pressure causes distortion and tearing, even psychologically.
With Jacques's sharp scolding, the smell of blood around him suddenly became strong.
Extending from his wings, the blood-colored stripes that were originally slowly rising and converging, condensed directly around Fu Qian as if they were convulsing.
In exchange for a better communication atmosphere, this arrangement was obviously made just now, but I had been pretending not to see it before paying.
Judging from the current situation, this method that took such a long time to prepare is more similar to a prison cage than a killing array.
At this moment, the strange-shaped stripes are already intertwined and aggregated, densely intertwined like a cocoon.
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By the way, why does this scene look so familiar?
Whoever begins to make a cocoon has no descendants?
Fu Qian was also very emotional about this, and it was easy to think of what he had done to a certain demigod of the Vampire Clan.
"Originally I only wanted to take one person back, but you are so positive and you do seem to be a good research subject. I believe other people will be very interested in you."
When the giant bloody cocoon completely blocked the line of sight, Jacques's voice came again, obviously very confident in his own methods.
Of course it makes sense for him to think so.
Although similar in appearance, the giant carved cocoon in front of me is fundamentally different from the one I weaved with pure tentacles.
The latter is similar to locking people with an iron door, while the former is a purely conceptual creation, like a "No Access" sign standing there.
It is the impenetrability itself.
The only drawback may be that Jacques was forced to activate, which was a bit hasty and not rigorous enough. He could easily find a position to escape before forming.
But there was no need to think about it now, because the target didn't look like he was planning to escape at all.
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"Hmph, even if you have a small skill, you still dare to do the same thing."
His eyes were completely surrounded by blood, and there was even a pool of flowing blood under his feet.
In such a difficult situation, if you stand with your hands behind your back, the power of the tyrant will not be reduced.
The impact of the giant cocoon's impenetrability, and even the cracks of disillusionment all over the body, are blocked and can only twist and turn internally.
"Impossible, the laws are actually being eroded! What a blasphemy!"
However, even so, it still triggered a huge reaction from Jacques at the next moment.
Even compared to when he questioned the stars before, the level was even better - it was as if he saw a person being killed but not dead.
"What is the purpose of your coming here today?"
Jacques's voice even calmed down again, as if what happened in front of him made the emotion of anger no longer important.
He just wants to know the answer.
"Where exactly are you from... or what kind of nightmare is this?"
Is the concept of nightmare actually recognized by even vampires?
Jacques's question actually inspired Fu Qian to sigh in his heart.
Considering the relationship between these guys and the stars and laws, their feelings should be one of the hardest to hide.
The world is really suffering from nightmares, not the cult's misunderstanding.
The situation seems clearer, but it also eliminates the possibility of fluke.
Subverting the world seems to be the only solution.
"Haha... erosion?"
Fu Qian still didn't move, he let out a deep laugh, and his speech was even more domineering.
"Nothing in front of me is absolutely correct...because I am correct!"
It seems that the intensity is not enough.
Of course, it's one thing to speak as if you're about to transform. When it comes to the real situation, you still have to be realistic.
It is true that as Jacques said, the giant cocoon's barrier to the crack is not without cost. Under the distortion of the glorious tyrant "I am God's will", the former has obviously been affected.
But it’s just a cognitive impact similar to a rusty diamond, and its impact on its stability is far less exaggerated.
This is not surprising, this time the opponent is the "truth" of the world, not to mention that the effect of the Brilliant Tyrant needs to be enhanced over time.
"Rampant lunatic!"
Sure enough, Fu Qian's words instantly aroused Jacques' dissatisfaction.
"I don't know how you did it, but you can continue to work harder until the simple treatment I gave her is completed."
You need to work harder, otherwise at this pace, time may be a bit tight.
I didn't care about the other person's tone and really accepted the suggestion before paying.
The next moment he snapped his fingers, and the old scars opened.
Anyway, it doesn’t cost any money to give it a try.
Do you understand the value of the double halo?
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This chapter has been completed!