People would like to see clearly, but it is impossible to rely only on peripheral vision.
The "Attention" card now seems a bit unsightly.
However, the old goat who was above the clouds could clearly see the situation on the ground - a group of shadow demons, wrapping something in it, was undergoing a promotion ceremony.
Combined with the hundreds of years of knowledge accumulated in his head, it is not difficult to figure out that this illusory mapping comes from the advancement of the third stage of the brain spirit.
But why...so huge?
The old goat's eyes swept across the imaginary continent, and he saw the endless stream of businessmen and travelers in Hushan. He saw that the holy city Sindelami was no longer a place of faith, but just a giant city where humans and demons lived together. He also saw the demon king.
The city was as quiet as night, and the voices of those violent demons could not be heard, as if they had all fallen into a deep sleep.
"Oh...it's you..." The old goat finally recalled the brain spirit that he had forgotten.
"S... I'm sorry, I really can't remember your name." The old goat shook his head and moved his eyes away from the shadow to the two thick and thin light beams above the big ice crevice.
The thick light pillar is further squeezing the slender light pillar, and as new demons continue to emerge from the large ice cracks, the power of the thick light pillar has almost crushed the thin one.
The old religion is about to overwhelm the new religion.
For the old goat, the birth ceremony of the new god is far more important than a brain spirit - when the entire continent's attention is attracted here, it is the worst time to reunite faith.
At that moment, Wei Ji finally recalled what kind of world there was outside, and also recalled the design of the Devil's Route itself.
Tangible water forms lakes and rivers, faint earth forms criss-crossing plains and mountains, binding lines grow like weeds, and are dyed by photon pigments into various specious objects, such as octopus tentacles, rice skin, learning tongues, and eyes of distortion...
Yingying was nervous.
Each material has found its specific destination, and then, with the help of the source, it transforms into a vivid living creature one by one.
"But he... blocked your way." The old goat blew his beard, and the giant bone car accelerated and suddenly crashed into a building imagined by Wei Ji.
【You are broken.】Li Yue replied.
【Is he broken?】Yingying asked.
Together with the giant bone car, they are ready to destroy the source of imagination.
"Yes, he may succeed..." The old goat shook his head.
When the particles of the egg are spread to the edge of the imaginary continent, it is not the moment of complete transformation.
There is only one giant thing that has been trying to imagine the birth of the small continent - a giant small bone car.
That means the distortion of the brain and spirit has stopped, and the person is on the correct path of advancement.
That's not because the old goat is curious about this, but because he imagines that the small continent extends far away from the small ice crevice, just blocking the giant bone car, Sistorum and Thosos.
OK.
"That's right... there are not many troubles in that place... The first step of imagining things... is enough for you to complete all your ideas... You haven't... many bastards... want me to kill the cocoon
Lose……"
The tangible water before color change flows in the body, not their blood, and the fangs in the mouth help them hunt and eat...
Then, all the green grass in the green field stopped rolling towards Wei Ji.
My whole body was also swollen, cracked, and new things fell out of the brain grooves...
When the green grass rumbled, like the pricks of thousands of needles, the brain wrapped in shadow suddenly disappeared, disappearing into this small land of imagination that was turning from virtual to real.
"The world is attracting attention because of you. It is the ceremony for the birth of the new god, and it is the stage for the advancement of the brain and spirit..."
At the same time, Li Yue did not pay attention to the battle of beliefs at all, but was immersed in imagining the construction of the small continent.
"Haha, look, I'm slowing down." Li Yue chuckled, watching helplessly as the sea of green grass rushed straight into his brain wrapped in shadow.
Imagine Xiaolu giving up on the reality transformation to Blue Star, and instead focusing on recreating everything that doesn't yet exist in Demon Route.
At that time, Yingying had already strongly interfered with Li Yue's ideas, and was just trying to find ways to help me realize my ideas.
Yingying followed Wei Ji's thoughts and applied everything that was deconstructed from the 11 anchor points to the new continent - whether it was the most useless transfer building, a big box store, or an aircraft carrier and a nuclear bomb.
[This is bad, when will I, the Demon Cocoon, kill those bastards?] Yingying mentioned the idea of letting Li Yue return to the right path.
"That's right." Li Yue's brain groove tightened and he restrained Yingying.
The promotion ceremony hasn't started yet. If you run away now, all your subsequent efforts will be in vain, and the Devil's Route has already been transformed from a relic in your mind into a whole small continent that cannot be recovered.
In the process of imagining that the little land was gradually solidifying and transforming from illusion to reality, the old goat let out a "baa" sound.
The grass in the ground grew wildly, and the source was not their dewdrops. It swallowed up the garden and the green lake first, and then swung towards the giant bone car; the devils in the small ice cracks were also covered in grass, and they reluctantly resisted the entrance.
When the small altar came to light, the movement became slow and hasty, and the entire white plain turned into a green field.
It’s just that there are not many ways to carry it through.
In the hum of the voice of greed, imagine that the small continent is materialized; based on the consolidation of particles, it takes shape but changes again.
"Ha... is your brain capable of supporting that kind of imagination..." The old goat under the cloud commented on Li Yue's promotion process.
[It will take some time for Imagination Xiao Lu to be fully formed, and he also needs time to regain his strength.] Li Yue watched the shadow of Imagination Xiao Lu gradually solidify and become solid, knowing that no one would be able to take it away in a little bit of time.
own imagination.
The huge and small bone chariot crushed the newly formed mountains, and the siege beasts and wheels cleared the way for Li Yue and Yingying, who were approaching the middle of the small continent.
Although its speed is not slow, it is very noisy like a naughty boy smashing weeds outside a giant city.
At that time, these library heretics scattered under the green plains gathered into streams of debris, retreated to the imaginary continent, and became bones, trunks, and flesh.
"What..."
Distorted.
The shadow under Noley Moore's body finally stopped. Although the shadow was healthy, he felt that his power was returning.
"Did he succeed?" Old Goat noticed the change in Xiao Lu and blinked without any surprise.
The old goat listened expressionlessly, paying close attention to this.
So Li Yue could only bear it hard.
But gradually, the things that Yingying deconstructed could not meet the speed of Li Yue's imagination. The entire imaginary continent was disconnected. The city below was constantly pouring out of Li Yue's brain groove, but its shadow was constantly being broken.
Up and down.
After a few failures, the land connected by the 11 anchor points is developing towards the other extreme - it is the cyber city once promised to Bronze Spoon, it is also the style of the Kaios continent itself, but it is Blue Star.
"Huh?" Li Yue, who was immersed in his imagination, noticed the slight fluctuation under Xiao Lu.
Whenever the little land approaches the shape of a blue star, Wei Ji's mind will suddenly fall into a city, or some humans speaking Eastern languages will flash out.
In the thin beam of light, Tossos clutched his empty chest, cursing the empire for not supporting Protestantism enough, cursing the empire for weak public opinion, and cursing the empire for investing too many resources in the Sea of Death and the Centennial Killing Cup.
