Igula discovered that in dreams, as long as your imagination is rich and delicate enough, you can create an illusion that can interact with you normally, even without the assistance of a 'real person'.
So he created an illusion of a cow and horse, and traveled with the cow and horse to various dangerous ruins and mysterious places. If something happened, the cow and horse would die, and if nothing happened, the cow and horse would work. He lived very happily these days.
As for the love task arranged by An Nan, he planned to just perfunctory it and explain to the eldest lady after the second list came out: "I'm sorry, I can't distinguish between my love and my murderous intention. I will...
Kill the opponent."
After finishing tonight's dream journey, Igula crawled out from under the bed. Just as he was about to take a bath to soothe his nerves, his heart suddenly beat violently.
"The first heartbeat is the final warning."
The revelation he received while brushing his teeth in the morning was still vivid in his mind. Before other senses could take effect, Igurra immediately applied his 'Heart of Rock' and 'Iron Will' to himself, and withstood the hormonal disorder caused by addiction with absolute calmness.
Without even looking at the window, Igula could guess that the concentration of white fog outside had dropped to a level that was unsuitable for survival. If not the entire Vanmula, at least the Sennheiser district had suffered. Otherwise, living in Sennheiser
In the core area, he will not suddenly fall into a withdrawal reaction.
At this sensitive time, a city-level disaster suddenly occurred in Vanmula, and it was naturally related to these foreigners.
If I were the attacker, my first target would be...
Igula tightened the straps of his nightgown, took two steps in his slippers and then kicked them off. He took out the emergency escape bag he had prepared and left the room barefoot. As he moved, he called up the gospel and opened the funeral chat group.
"Mr. Borgin: I'm on my way to meet Ash, where are you?"
"Death Artist: I'm also going to Ash's place."
"Butler: Same."
"Butler: Miss? Miss?"
"Butler: Miss, why didn't you watch the group?"
"Mr. Borgin: Isn't it possible for the eldest lady to solve the addiction problem on her own?"
"Butler: Impossible."
Igula narrowed his eyes, thinking that Banji and An Nan were indeed ready to leave Fanmula at any time.
He himself only used spiritual miracles to temporarily suppress the withdrawal reaction. If Igula guessed correctly, the necromancer did not suppress the withdrawal reaction, but directly smoked and added sugar to satisfy his addiction. I heard that he was quitting smoking recently, and now it seems that he should
It's going to fall short.
However, Banji and An Nan are neither majoring in the spiritual faction nor do they have the habit of smoking. However, they can recover from the withdrawal reaction immediately, which only proves that they are well prepared.
Walking all the way to the elevator shaft, there were several Sennheiser tribesmen lying quietly on the side, their eyes glazed over and their consciousness empty, like inferior toys that suddenly broke their springs. Igurra glanced at them and hurried past. He was very lucky.
Yes, there is no such breathing corpse in the elevator.
However, up until this moment, An Nan, Liz, and Ash had not spoken, and Igula's heart sank—could Ash have been defeated by addiction?
"Mr. Borgin: Why didn't Ash look at the group?"
"Artist of Death: Ash, run."
The fraudster instantly pressed the elevator button wildly, canceling the decision to reach the 72nd floor where the game floor was, and chose to go to the 73rd floor. Harvey's warning was definitely not unreasonable. Going to the game floor where Ash is now is purely self-inflicted. Igura asked the gospel: "
The activities of people within a radius of 100 meters will be displayed and a three-dimensional perspective will be displayed for real-time monitoring for 10 seconds."
The Gospel changed into a real-time monitoring map: "(Consumption of 50 Gospel Points) Please look at the picture."
I saw many green dots representing creatures in the game layer, most of which were neatly arranged and should be the Sennheiser tribesmen lying dead in the game cabin; in the open area closer to the window, there was a group of
The green dots that still retain their ability to move are obviously the outsiders who invaded after the white mist dispersed.
From the map, this group of green dots were confronting another trembling green dot, which was obviously their dear Mr. primitive man who didn't know how to read the group chat in time.
"Mr. Borgin: Ash was caught on the 72nd floor. I'm going to the 73rd floor. Where are you?"
"Artist of Death: I'm going to the 71st floor."
"Butler: I have slipped down to the 72nd floor through the outer wall. There is a group of red hats inside. There are 8 people in total. Among them are two three-winged magicians, 'Crying Red Riding Hood' Cleos and 'Dead Sniper Red Riding Hood' Wright.
Ash is hopeless."
Two holy magicians!?
Igura fell into an ice cave - they couldn't even defeat one Holy Domain Magician, how could they possibly fight two of them now? In order to capture an infant-level criminal like Ash, two Holy Domain Magicians had to be dispatched.
Teacher? This kind of extravagant and extravagant behavior should be prohibited by legislation!
If Sennheiser can still operate normally, Qinna will definitely help them escape due to contract restrictions. Whether it is official or violent, Qinna, as a local snake, will definitely make these red hats miserable.
However, now that the white mist has dissipated, Sennheiser is almost paralyzed, and Qinna can't count on it at all! Igula even suspects that Qinna has become a broken toy now, and the strength of the Holy Domain Magician is just to make her this
The toys get even more advanced - the broken Sanctuary Warlock/Clan Leader/Elf toy.
Don’t forget, Igula and the others had just arrived in Fanmula for a few days, but the withdrawal reaction caused by the white mist dissipated quickly made them incapacitated, leaving them with at most one or two seconds of power-off protection time.
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If we use cured meat as the standard, foreigners like them haven’t really picked up the flavor yet.
As for those locals who have lived in Fanmu La for decades and have been thoroughly soaked in the smell from the pores of their bodies to the wrinkles of their souls, they may have had a sudden 'pop' of fuses burning out, shutting down the machine, and even cutting off the power.
There is no protection time.
In other words, the Vanmula people did not die suddenly and suddenly, but just a black screen collapsed and waited for restarting. This has shown that the family's reincarnation dream has indeed maintained their original flavor as human beings, and has not completely degenerated into people who can only rely on breathing white mist for a living.
Strange species.
"Butler: Give up Ash, the lady has lost contact now, let's go protect the lady first."
"Mr. Borkin: No."
"Butler: Do you have a way to get Ash back from the red hat?"
The elevator stopped at the 73rd floor, which was the warehouse floor. All kinds of thoughts were racing in Igula's mind, and he let out a sigh of relief.
"Mr. Borgin: Yes. Harvey, is there any way for you to interfere with them down there? We don't pursue killing."
"Death Artist: If you target the Holy Master, the interference time can only be calculated by breathing."
"Mr. Borgin: That's enough. Benji, you stand by on the outer wall. When you receive my signal, break into the game level and shoot these red hats."
"Butler: The other party is a holy magician who is far superior to us. We have no chance of winning. On the contrary, attacking the red hat will make us arrested together! The situation of the lady is unknown now. We should protect the lady first.
Once it’s safe, the lady will find a way to rescue Ash from the red hat!”
"Butler: Mr. Borgin, Mr. Harvey, now we can only give up on Ash."
