Although Brother Taylor's brain circuits are becoming more and more unrestrained in the dream state, it is easier to guide him.
But how could the evil god be so bored as to do something as tasteless as blackmail?
The reason why I chose the Abyss Notes was precisely because Taylor couldn't get the Abyss Notes.
From the beginning to the present, all the actions before paying have almost only one purpose, which is to control the dream with the highest efficiency, and test and observe the reaction in the process.
To achieve this, an effective method that has been proven is to make the dreamer abandon the original intention of the dream.
As he discovered more and more "truths", the one who helped him create these truths quietly transformed into the evil god who blasphemed the dream.
Considering this business partner, Abyss Notes is the element I am most familiar with.
After confirming the theme of Taylor's dream, Fu Qian decisively chose to use it to make an article.
Conspiracy theories to the greatest extent, and in the process, step by step, they seek to gain dominance.
At this moment, in Brother Taylor's mind, Shangjing should have been shrouded in dark clouds.
After some hard work, just now, Fu Qian realized that his control had reached a new level - even if the original owner left, he could still support its existence for a short time.
In view of this, he decisively started the next attempt, which was to pollute the dreamer and leave a mark.
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As a scavenger who has been practicing for several months, Fu Qian has seen a lot about various evil existences.
And their methods of pollution are undoubtedly dazzling and impressive.
The problem is that after reminiscing just now, Fu Qian quickly discovered that there were not many methods of the sages that he could really imitate.
The simplest point is that due to the deep corrosion of the cloister, I have no rank at all. In terms of physical fitness, I am even just an ordinary person.
And the easiest thing to think of, the mythical form that can bring pollution to people cannot be opened.
The remaining two items and two skills do not seem to have much correlation with their own "marks".
It is impossible to declare your name and have people go back and pray for the Great Luck King three times a day or something like that.
If that works, it would be too easy for the evil god to do it.
In short, at a glance, unless the eternally clear mind can resist erosion to a certain extent, or the isolation and gaze of the head cage can bring about changes, there is almost no room for improvement.
Of course, even so, I didn’t rush to try it before paying.
On the one hand, I am skeptical about their efficacy at this moment.
The prompts in the warehouse make it clear that these items and abilities can be retained because they are nightmare-related.
In a situation like returning to the source of power, it is difficult to say how effective it can be, or even whether it will be a positive effect.
On the other hand, they are one of the few things that one can rely on and can only be used once in a short period of time.
Don't waste the opportunity in blind testing before you have more understanding of the current situation.
The reason why he didn't mention the return order was because he had already quietly turned it on when he was observing the victim on the bed - without any change.
I made sure before paying that the negative effects on my body were not alleviated at all.
As for the extreme hunger infection, although the word "infection" is used, the target is obviously himself, so there seems to be no need to rush to use it to commit suicide.
In the end, under such circumstances, the first thing Fu Qian chose to display was something related to his own essence, and could even be called a mark in its true meaning - the emblem of the Abandoned Prison King.
As mentioned before, this simple symbol can be called the abstraction of its own authority.
If you just want to bring it into reality through memory, no matter how you look at it, it is much more meaningful than a name.
And with the control I have over the dream at this moment, it is not difficult to change the pattern on the mask to this one.
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"What is this? What do you want to do?"
It was obvious that although the power of disaster did not penetrate, Taylor still suffered a certain mental impact in the face of this change and the atmosphere created along the way.
"Disasters are in charge, life and death are taken away..."
How could such a good atmosphere be wasted? I immediately recited the name of the King of Abandoned Prison in an ethereal and noble manner.
"The soul withers away because of you, and the body is given eternal peace..."
"I don't understand... Is this the powerful being behind you?"
It is obvious that Taylor is quite unfamiliar with both this and the emblem.
"It seems that although your family is old, it hasn't taught you enough."
For a second, he got rid of the saint's tone and let out a series of peaceful laughter.
However, this feeling and scene are more chilling than more intense expressions of emotion.
"But you're in luck, because I can teach you some on your behalf."
The next moment he raised his right hand, a pistol was pointed at Taylor's forehead.
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"This kind of thing...where did you get it from?"
It's obvious that such a change has brought considerable discomfort to Taylor.
However, the pride of being a vampire did not allow him to dodge just because of such an action, so he just asked with full vigilance.
"Where did you get it from...good question."
In response to his surprise, Fu Qian just gave him a flat compliment.
The gun was naturally created by using his control over dreams. Now, he can do much more than just change his skin.
Of course, Fu Qian was not planning to use this nightmare weapon to try to blast Taylor's head. It would be meaningless not to say whether he could do it or not.
What needs to be done now is pollution.
Just now, when he realized that he could really easily manifest a weapon, Fuzen quickly thought of another point - is it possible to regain the power of the Prison-Abandoned King in this way?
despair!
The machine gun made a slight noise, but no fire came out, so it was obviously an empty gun.
"I can only say that I can't understand what you did at all -"
Taylor, who breathed a sigh of relief, was interrupted only halfway through his review.
The body that had just made a slight dodge movement due to the shooting actually twitched.
As the mouth and nose twisted, the scarlet eyes flashed suddenly, as if someone had set off a grenade inside.
Can it really be done?
And just when Taylor could no longer care about elegance and staggered to one side, Fu Qian was also surprised.
He just had a sudden idea. While firing a blank shot, he tried to create a scene of disaster erupting at the target to match the emblem and create a prison-abandoned king.
However, this beautiful expectation seems to have been achieved too smoothly——
Faintly realizing something, he turned around in the next moment and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the palm of his hand. Then his right hand suddenly expanded and turned into a giant claw.
This is a flesh-and-blood change that can be easily made when the power is not lost. Even Taylor has seen it.
At this moment, with the help of control over the dream, this change was reproduced, but...
Boom!
This time it was a real gunshot. The giant claw fiddled with it, and bullets were ejected from the muzzle of the gun.
And in the shockingly powerful impact, a pit was torn out of the flesh and it almost penetrated.
Ignoring the severe pain, he threw away the gun and carefully observed the wound - the broken flesh and blood was actually composed of dense insects.
Corrosion from the cloister is indeed not that simple.
After having a high degree of control over dreams, one can indeed manifest certain extraordinary effects and use them to stimulate people.
But it seems that even this illusion is essentially based on the power of the corridor.