Seeing that the phantom was about to break free, Xiao Zhimiao walked up to it and proactively reached out to her, "Since you want my soul so much, just take it."
Xiao Zhimiao's voice was light and airy, with a temptation that the phantom could not refuse. Here it transformed countless undead souls for the dead master, providing the dead master with a source of faith and strength. It took all the blame for Scythia.
, now that she appears in front of it again, let it continue to bear the burden!
As long as you have a soul, it doesn't matter if you are an evil god!
The evil god is also a god. He can have supreme power and belief. He can stand shoulder to shoulder with other gods and control everything.
When the phantom reaches the peak of imitation, it will wholeheartedly want to replace the person being imitated. Only one of the two identical people can stay, either you die or I live.
Xiao Zhimiao looked at the face in front of her that was exactly the same as hers, with a wicked smile on her lips. The cheeks that looked pure and delicate before were dyed with a bright color, and she looked like a demon coming out of the abyss.
, he is always tempting people, with the desire to make people sink, and leads them to fall into the abyss.
Even though Xiao Zhimiao does not have any memory of Sethia, she is Sethia. Sethia is the desire and evil she suppresses in her heart. The identity of the evil god is the reason for her to release her dark side.
The greater his ability, the more courageous Xiao Zhimiao becomes, and the more he wants to do all the seemingly impossible and extremely thrilling things.
No wonder, so many people want to sit on the position of gods, whether they are the natives of the land where gods come, or the players who invade this world, the supreme ability brings supreme power and can control everything.
Power and desire are the roots of all evil.
The phantom person slowly put his hand into Xiao Zhimiao's palm. Xiao Zhimiao reached out and stroked its cheek, saying softly: "It's so similar. It's a pity. A shadow will always be a shadow."
Having said that, Xiao Zhimiao pulled the Phantom and hugged it hard, and unlocked the magic circle that imprisoned it. The wave of crimson magic drowned the two of them. The white-headed wizard looked at the two people who were gradually merging together, with a slight expression on his face.
Some were a little surprised and confused, but after looking at each other, they still set up a shield to surround Xiao Zhimiao.
Now, just wait for the night to fall and let the Lord of the Dead deal with this evil god. They are just the servants of the Lord of the Dead and possess part of the power of the Lord of the Dead, but they cannot fight against the god, nor can they copy the god's skills.
The moment Xiao Zhimiao and the Phantom became one, all the Phantom's memories flooded into her mind.
It was a winter night when dripping water turned into ice. A phantom with no face and only a black shadow was driven away by people and hid in the town.
Because of the witch hunting activities, a large number of dark things and fringe creatures have been implicated in the Land of God's Arrival. Whether in the wild or in the city, there are various magic circles set up by preachers, priests, paladins, etc. everywhere.
These people are all ordered by the royal city and are believers of God. They have gifts from the gods and follow the guidance of the gods. They go deep into the magic forest and remote places to hunt for the dark creatures they call, and search every house.
They captured witches and burned them alive.
Since the beginning of the witch hunt, the fire on the altar where the witches were burned has almost never stopped.
People are afraid of an organization called night witches. They wear witch white robes and possess crimson magic power. They can confuse people's hearts and summon dark things to communicate with them.
The young phantom was driven everywhere and had no way to hide. It watched helplessly as its kind that escaped from the forest with itself were burned to death by the preacher's holy magic. It screamed in pain for a long time.
It seems to still be lingering in its ears.
That was the Phantom who had just imitated and transformed into a human form. Imitation is the nature of the Phantom, and he has to bear everything about the person being imitated, including their senses.
Because a large number of Phantoms were hunted, the little Phantoms were taught that if possible, they should be bolder and imitate high-ranking humans, or even imitate gods.
Phantoms have unlimited potential. They can imitate even lofty gods, but it is not as easy as imitating an ordinary person.
This requires not only powerful magic power, but also extremely high talent.
The little phantom was hiding in the town and was discovered by a witch disguised as an ordinary human being. The witch hid it in her home. During those days, the witch taught it how to speak and how to become a "person" with a soul instead of going there.
Imitate others.
But phantoms are born to imitate other creatures. They cannot imagine their own appearance and can only imitate based on the characteristics of other creatures.
But the witch drew a human shape for it, saying that it could look like this. No one had ever used that face. It was just a face that the witch drew for it based on her imagination.
The little phantom began to learn how to imitate and change, which was a very new thing, because it no longer learned to imitate others like its own kind, but became itself.
During those days with the witch, although he needed to hide and search every day, he was undoubtedly happy. This feeling was not through others, but through the happiness he felt himself.
The witch has a gentle personality. Even if it always breaks her things or makes trouble in her magic circle from time to time, she still has a good temper.
No one has ever treated the Phantoms so gently. People all shouted to kill the Phantoms, not sparing any Phantom and vowing to drive them all away.
If phantoms are not supposed to exist in this world, then why do the gods allow them to be born?
What's wrong with them?
The happiness that belonged to the little phantom ended briefly. Someone reported the witch and the guards searched for them.
In order to protect the witch, the little phantom transformed into a witch and was taken away by the escort.
It was put on the stake, and people shouted to kill it and to destroy all witches.
At the moment it was about to be executed, the witch stood up and said that it was just an orphan she had picked up and controlled by her magic.
The little phantom looked at the witch smiling her usual gentle smile at it, and used magic on it, controlling it to transform into the image she had drawn for it, a delicate and shy little boy.
The little phantom was released by the people and put the witch on the stake. It watched her disappear in the flames and turn into ashes.
Even after many years, the little phantom still remembered the painful scream of the witch being burned by the fire.
That was the first time hatred burst out in its heart, its own hatred.
The little phantom imitated the moment when she became a witch, and also absorbed part of her memory. The witch had clearly helped the people in this town, driving away the ferocious beasts that came into the town for them, and building a magic shield to resist those beasts.
The Corruption of the Dark Undead.
She didn't hurt anyone, just because she was a witch.
That day, someone still recognized it as a phantom under the fire altar. This time, it was not caught and executed directly, but was locked in a cage full of taboos.
It huddled in a small magic cage, and heard them talking there, saying that it was an extremely capable phantom caster with a high magic element.
I don't know how long it took, but when it was released, I saw a hazy black figure similar to the Phantom.
He is a god, and those who captured it dedicated it to the supreme god.
Xiao Zhimiao saw in the memory of this phantom that it gradually became Cecilia, from imitating Cecilia's body and appearance to her abilities.
When it was almost identical to Scythia, the god who used the phantom began to spread his faith everywhere, sowing hope to people who were shackled by poverty and illness in some remote and impoverished villages and towns.
The majestic Kane City in the land of the King's City, there is no shortage of food, there is no shortage of jobs, and there is even a chance to go to the King's Capital. That is the place that many people dream about. People just
It is necessary to worship the gods with faith.
But this is nothing but an elaborate deception by a false god.
Tens of thousands of people poured into the royal city, and they lived here happily, but they were just raised here like cattle and sheep by the false gods, using their beliefs and souls to increase their power.
After waiting for a while, the scythe of death quietly approached them.
The god they believed in, the beautiful god with long crimson hair, harvested their lives and crushed their souls.
This is not a god, but a demon.
Xiao Zhimiao saw the last memory fragment of the Phantom, which was the scene of the Phantom pretending to be her and harvesting the city of Cain. Behind the Phantom was the god who used it.
Xiao Zhimiao couldn't see the appearance of this god clearly. He had always been a hazy black shadow in the phantom's memory.
When Xiao Zhimiao exited the memory of the Phantom, the painful screams of the residents of Kane City still seemed to be ringing in Xiao Zhimiao's mind.
Xiao Zhimiao's expression became colder and colder. The phantom that integrated into her body and struggled to erode her consciousness felt her anger, but in an instant, it was swallowed up by her powerful consciousness. It didn't even have a chance to resist.
nothing.
It has been imitating Secia all its life, but it can never imitate her soul. Such a powerful soul is what it desires extremely, but can never possess.
The white-headed wizards had been waiting outside the defensive shield for a long time. The rich crimson magic power had been lingering around the evil god. They did not dare to act rashly and could only wait and watch for the time being.
I just hope that the impostor can get rid of this evil god, so that there is no need to take action.
As soon as they thought this, they felt a huge pressure coming on them the next moment. The swimming crimson magic power was frozen for a moment, and then condensed into countless sharp blades to crush them all.
A hand pushed aside the rich crimson magic power and walked out.
Xiao Zhimiao's will successfully swallowed up the phantom person.
