Is There Something Wrong with You, Lord? Chapter 438

Above the main material plane, a huge shadow shrouded.

Duke Rime looked up and saw that some kind of constantly twisted flesh and blood was squeezing in from the crystal wall of the plane.

At this time, he was not in the Principality of White Frost, but with a group of people in the capital of the Principality next to him. He had already beaten it down. A large number of priests and nobles died, and the knights who had not experienced any battle. The corpses were hung on the city wall to deter these noble private soldiers.

"What is that?" Duke White Frost had a vague sense of unease, and there was no record of this phenomenon in the knowledge he passed down.

That's right, he thinks it should be some kind of astronomical phenomenon, a reflection of the astral world formed by the Crystal Wall Project, the predecessor of the Spiritual Project. In the early days of the Crystal Wall, this phenomenon could be seen from time to time.

But unfortunately, this huge brilliance did not remain on the crystal wall of the main material plane as he imagined.

A harsh sound broke out in an instant. Even the legendary Duke Rime couldn't resist the sound for the first time. Blood flowed from the seven orifices, and his guards fell down. .

"Everyone is ready" Duke Rime knew that this was a large-scale positioning attack, so he shouted, only halfway, but found that no one was able to stand completely.

Then he watched with his own eyes the incomparably huge existence infiltrated from the crystal wall and fell straight towards him.

"Out of control belief state, how is this possible!!" The first time he saw this monster, he couldn't help screaming, and the disbelief in his voice was about to overflow.

"This is impossible. The belief state is very stable. They will only die. Just wait. .

"You climbed out of the cradle, it's very dangerous, go back quickly~"

As he was thinking about how to deal with this out-of-control god, a gust of wind blew, and Duke Rime fell into a trance for a moment, and he didn't even notice that the closed third eye on his forehead was opened.

"It's impossible, **** it, what the **** did the Cradle Project do?" Duke Rime's expression changed when he came back to his senses. He knew that this voice was not the **** of magic or the **** of light, but came from an even more ancient voice. Existence, that is the existence that shelters them, called survival and reproduction, a concept like a mother.

But in his memory, he only knew that this person had become a slogan, that is, every time they communicated, they would say survival and reproduction.

The spirit project itself is to find the existence of this concept.

And now, this existence has actually appeared, but not all.

"You have to leave as soon as possible, otherwise, once the out-of-control belief state falls, you will definitely kill me first." Duke White Frost knew that that thing was the **** of magic, and he found some books from the other's chaotic body. Description of the God of Magic.

He never knew that the gods would break through the shackles and come to the main material plane after losing control. These are all things in the later cradle plan, and he was not a three-eyed clan of that era, so he didn't know at all, he just relied on blood inheritance. A new generation of three-eyed people.

Now it seems that this bloodline inheritance is not omnipotent, at least many hidden things will not remain in it.

Therefore, he also taught himself a lesson.

"Advanced teleportation of Dionysus!"

To mobilize the magic power of chaos, he can only rely on teleportation magic to run away, otherwise what else can he do?

bang~

During the process of casting the spell, Duke Rime felt the ground shaking, and the mad **** had come.

The kind of maliciousness that was on his back kept erupting towards him, the third eye on his forehead was anxiously colliding, but he didn't dare to be distracted.

As a chaotic magic, he needs to weave and shape carefully, otherwise, even if there is a little problem, the whole magic will change.

As an advanced teleportation, even his legendary Abyss Mage cannot achieve instant casting.

"Interference, bastard, the belief derivation generated by this master control system is actually incomparable to the other party." The cold sweat on Duke Rime's forehead fell.

The mad **** is also a god.

He naturally carries a lot of divine power. If these two kinds of energy substances exist in the kingdom of God, there is no serious problem. Even if they are given to believers or supernatural beings under their command, they can also enhance their power, but if Chi Guoguo's exposure to the main material plane is a huge pollution.

Not to mention the existence of the source of pollution, the gods, and it can continue to spread.

"Son, you shouldn't leave, get a good night's sleep, everything will pass."

The gradually clear voice kept lingering in Duke Rime's mind. Fortunately, he was fast enough, and it was thanks to this chaos magic that nothing happened.

The advanced teleportation went very smoothly and sent him directly to a plain thousands of miles away. He didn't know where it was, but the whispers in his mind gradually became smaller, which showed that the connection between himself and the mad **** had begun to diminish. small.

But he did not relax his vigilance, but cast the spell again. Ten thousand miles may be far away for ordinary people, and it is also not a small distance for low-level or intermediate-level superhumans, but for a god, this is not a distance at all.

The other party's voice gradually became clearer.

looked up and looked into the distance, the messy radiance was approaching him, and there was a slight murmur announcing that the mad **** was approaching him.

"He may have been born from the corpse of the God of Magic, but he is definitely not the God of Magic!" Duke Rime stared sharply at the other party. He didn't even dare to communicate with Sam now, because the other party was only staring at himself. .

The target of this mad **** is their three-eyed clan, and it seems that he has only found himself.

"So, the cradle plan is to make all clansmen degenerate into ignorance?"

Duke Frost, who used four teleportation to escape, kept thinking about this matter in his mind. He has now left fifty thousand miles, but this is not a safe distance.

"The chaotic magic is overloaded, but fortunately the whispering has disappeared. This means that he can't find me for the time being. It seems that there are still some limitations. What technology did the other party use to locate me?" Duke Rime looked on. dignified.

He has to rest for a while. Using advanced teleportation magic five times in a row is considered very lucky. He doesn't want to bet again. After all, chaos is the main content of chaos magic. The first five teleportation times are normal. This is the sixth time. A random teleportation or magic explosion or something, that would be fun.

"The Principality of White Frost should be finished, and even the surrounding Blue Iron Principality is finished together, so we can only dormant for a while." Duke White Frost shook his head, a little helpless.

He saw it with his own eyes, the mad **** fell within the territory of the Principality of Hoarfrost, and the other party took the lead in destroying the Principality of Hoarfrost. The huge body fell down, and no one was spared. In addition, when moving There will never be any survivors from the pollution of divine power emanating from it.

"Just where is this place?" After Duke Rime calmed down, he began to observe the surroundings. This place seemed to be the domain of a certain noble.

He didn't know exactly what kind of noble he was, but he knew one thing. If he wanted to be dormant for a while, his status as a duke would be inappropriate, and he could only be a priest first.

"First disguise as a priest of the God of Light. Sam passed on me a lot of knowledge about blasphemous priests before. Although I don't have the protection of the abyss magic net and can't steal divine power, there is no problem in disguising it with chaos magic."

After simply disguising himself, he headed towards the noble territory.

"Bauhinia collar? Interesting name, it looks like it's an earl, but it's really interesting to put the castle on the mountain."

It's not a problem to inquire, he quickly collected information, and by the way, he also asked which kingdom the Earl of Bauhinia is, in order to better locate his area.

After finishing this, I went to see the Earl of Bauhinia.

'Damn. Money can be magical? I burned most of my resources trying to find a hero unit that could help me break the game, but it was really delivered? ' Chen Mo looked at the aborigines who had come to surrender. The other party was wearing the clothes of the priest of the Holy Light, but his profession was a three-eyed mage, and even his level was 57, and his heart was very hot.

can only say that he made a lot of money.

Chapter end

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