Crownpis stopped worrying about a certain prop to summon monsters and looked at the kelp-headed girl called her sister: "Who are you?"
"Oh, because Granbell was originally born when Pisi replaced her own hat, and I was originally Pisi's dress veteran, so she is my sister. My name is Igniz."
“The King of Fighters?!”
As soon as the name "Igniz" came out, which was inconsistent with Lolita, Crounpis thought of this appearance. Isn't it Miss Remilia from "The Red Devils of the East", and "The King of Fighters"?
It’s definitely not okay to have characters with the same name, I’m going to complain loudly.
"I'm kidding, I thought of this because I was a pure physics monster at first. When I shouted, I was slapped away by the three fairies of light. I am obviously the ancestor of Pisi's creation (even though it is clothes)." She was a little bit.
She held her face in displeasure and said, "Iglia Scarlet, this is very girly, please give me some advice."
"How entangled are you with 'Igo'? Anyway, just be happy and continue with the previous topic." Crowenpis "cleared" his throat, walked around the stage, and said slowly, "Actually,
Well, I will use this time to store the knowledge about the magic of the Age of Gods in my mind and change [memory operation [modify ]] to [soul operation [modify ]]. It is not impossible, but it is not without risks.
"Pull out the soul and put it into a new body. As long as it fits, there is no problem. Just choose to create a body that is the same as yours but at a higher level and has no self-personality to avoid the problem. First, I need to increase the upper limit of the monsters I can create.
The margin is not just as simple as killing, leaving the position vacant means complete killing, which means that even if I extract the soul, I may not be able to keep it. However, because no one else has my skills, I cannot use it.
Other biological experiments, then, who is willing to try them?"
As if she was uttering words that would send her compatriots to hell, Crounpis looked at the back row expectantly.
From a value point of view, this is natural. The level of the elves in the back row is relatively low, and they do not play a completely irreplaceable role in the force "established" by Crounpisi. Unlike the three fairies of light who hold important positions or serve as diplomats,
The bond exists, even if it is lost, it doesn't matter.
If possible, Crounpis hopes to choose from the colorful circinos born from various dragon plants. He didn't consider so much when creating the plants, but now it seems a bit aesthetically fatigued. He has never communicated with them, and it is a loss.
It’s not heartbreaking, it’s okay to have one less person.
Soon, the goblin raised a slightly trembling hand, causing a crowd of eyes to look at her and whisper to each other.
"Sunflower-chan?"
"Well, where are the sunflowers."
"There really is no one lower than her..."
Crounpis was a little surprised: "Self-suggestion, Sunflower is the enemy, scan -"
Level 41.
Damn it, I haven’t paid attention to this level for so many years. By the standards of the natives, they are very powerful, but even the natives with only a small amount of player blood are not so slow to upgrade. At least they reached the heroic realm in their teens, and most of them are reference
God man.
"Speaking of which, the route I proposed to her was to learn Origin Magic? We really can't learn it? Could it be that her low level is my fault again? It seems that everything can be traced back to me to take the blame? Because I am
'God'?" Crounpis thought awkwardly.
"I understand, if you are willing -" Clawnpisi said, taking responsibility after all.
Looking at the trembling sunflowers flying down, Crounpis smiled forcefully: "Don't be so nervous, it will be over soon, just like when Granbell was born."
He glanced at the goblins and monsters, hey, what are you expecting or what can't you bear to look at? There are no pictures that are gorgeous or require mosaic.
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"This...is this what it feels like to be at level 95?" Sunflower (new), whose appearance has not changed, condensed the magic power matching the level with her hands, while exclaiming, "Just like I have been wearing sealed shackles in the past?"
"Well, you don't need to learn Siyuan Magic in the future. Since you can't learn it, there's nothing you can do about it, alas." Clownpis sighed with his hands on his hands.
Sure enough, it failed. A new monster was created to replace the old one. The body and soul of the monster in its original position will be erased and replaced. All that can be retained is the memory that can be digitized. Because of the input of memory, Sunflower is accompanied by a kind of memory.
The feeling of pleasure, so I didn’t realize that I was already “Clone” No. 2.
There was a hint of confusion on Granbell's face. Well, as expected of a dedicated elf of the necromancy system, she had discovered a problem.
"Dad, if Bei'er doesn't live up to expectations, will Dad do the same thing to Bei'er in the future?"
"Gramble has already worked very hard, so there's no need. If you feel uncomfortable, it's a punishment for your efforts not yielding results." Clawnpisi gave a sloppy look.
Although Granbell was still a little shaken, Igria pressed Granbell's head and said softly: "My mother also said it, it is natural for the weak to disappear."
The Lolita who destroyed the country, those words really sounded like she had experienced so much misery.
"In the past, even if it was just a leather dress, I would not be content with the status quo. I had to train hard." Iglia added.
No, no, no, you are just someone who sticks to me to gain experience. Some professional levels that can be improved by learning and memorizing are really easy to gain (of course they are professions that have nothing to do with combat), at least until my level exceeds 100.
It's always been about experience.
"But, sister, isn't this a waste?" Granbell's focus was here.
"No, since re-creating the monster will make the previous existence completely disappear, then it cannot be used anyway, right?" Iglia reminded.
It turns out that Granbell feels uncomfortable because the body and soul of her ex, Himawari, have not been fully utilized? It seems that she is overly worried. Her daughter is not the kind of fairy who feels pity for useless life, Crounpis
He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, eight more from the back row, hurry up." In short, Clunpisi ignored the atmosphere and raised her chin to the goblins in the back row.
"I, I want it!"
"I also want to become stronger!"
"Give me a different look, one with bigger breasts!"
"I don't want to be a dragon grass anymore!"
"………………"
A large group of colorful "Cirno" rushed up!
"It seems that a strange request slipped in just now?" Crounpis greeted the colorful fairies in embarrassment, but——
"Cirno, you don't have to! You're level 90, right?" Crounpis tried hard to push away the ice dragon grass fairy Cirno who rushed towards her instantly.
Cirno, with her face deformed by being pushed by Crounpisi, shouted loudly: "I also want to be the strongest, but I haven't been able to make any progress since I advanced to level 90."