Overturning the world: playing the villain at the beginning

The battle between Sombra and the puppet was very intense.

Sombra is currently at a disadvantage, but the Shadow Lord has not yet made a move, and the outcome is hard to tell.

It didn't make a move, and watched the black shadows under its hands being torn apart one by one.

Gradually there were hundreds of shadows, and dozens remained.

Shen Yan controlled the puppet, and the puppet suffered very little loss. He was waiting, waiting for the fourth ability to be unlocked, and waiting for the Shadow Lord to make a move.

As the master of the space, the Shadow Lord must have an invincible ability bestowed by a domain. It has not been able to make a move now, so it must be because this "invincible" ability is also limited.

It may be that the energy required is too much to open easily.

Until, the last of its black shadows died.

The sky changed drastically, and an invisible pressure instantly enveloped a place with a radius of a hundred miles.

Feeling something was wrong, Lian Qian turned around quickly, her pupils dilated, and the expression on her face kept changing.

Fear and anxiety are intertwined.

Everything around her seemed to be covered in a layer of mist, and she felt the passage of time slowing down while she was in it.

The movement of the puppet slowed down countless times, and it looked as if it was suspended in mid-air.

Lian Qian shrank back, shrinking her own existence.

This kind of boss who can even play with time is not something a mortal like her can resist, as long as she is not affected, she is already very lucky.

As soon as she moved, the camera that had been blocked was revealed.

The audience in the live broadcast room can finally see the battle scene again.

The field expanded.

After the Shadow Lord opened his domain, he spoke the first sentence: "Who the hell are you?"

Why does it appear in its space.

The magician stood up from the seat. He touched the mask on his face, "Who am I? If you ask a person wearing a mask this question, you are destined to not get a real answer. Then, who am I? What's the difference?"

"I am, lie, I am, artist, I am, everything."

There was a mad killing intent in the eyes of the Shadow Lord, "No matter who you are, if you dare to attack my subordinates, you are looking for death!"

The magician raised his hand, and the heads of all the puppets began to twist 360 degrees, and their eyes were fixed on the shadow lord.

"I'm very annoyed that your people are interrupting my work when my show should have ended perfectly."

"Besides, whether it is your existence or those ugly things, they are too inferior. You should thank me, because I have made them more perfect, they have been sublimated, and I have gained pleasure. This is the true meaning of art!"

The mask on the illusionist's face was laughing, and his voice was also cheerful. In the eyes of the Shadow Lord, everything the illusionist said was mocking it.

Although, the illusionist is just narrating a fact.

The Shadow Lord didn't care whether he was mocking him or not. The Lord's majesty was provoked, so the provocative person should make up for his mistakes with blood and death.

At its feet, a huge mass of black flowed out, and there were more and more black shadows inside, even surpassing the number of puppets.

From hundreds to thousands in an instant.

And some of the shadows look familiar.

Shen Yan saw that among those black shadows, there were the figures of those who should have died, and some black shadows that should have been torn apart by the puppets also appeared together.

The shadow keeps growing.

Densely emerged from the shadow lord's feet.

Many of them have prefecture-level strength.

"If you offend me, you will pay with blood!"

Countless black shadows rushed towards the puppets in an instant, and dozens of puppets were destroyed in just an instant.

"My inspiration is emerging. I have a hunch that this will be a perfect performance. You will be full of poetry, and you will be beautiful. This is the final chapter I wrote for you."

When the magician spoke, he was still standing on the stage. After speaking, he appeared behind the puppet.

Although many puppets were destroyed by the black shadows, there were also some black shadows that were torn to pieces by the puppets.

The magician hummed softly, and those torn shadows were transformed into puppets by him.

Moreover, after the magician appeared on the battlefield, the behavior of those shadows became weird.

They even started to attack their own side!
The black shadows began to kill each other, and the puppets even made up for it.

Unreal!

This ability interfered with the perception of the black shadows. In their eyes, it seemed that they were attacking puppets, but the fact was that the black shadows were also attacking the black shadows, and the puppets were regarded as their own.

The corner of the Shadow Lord's mouth kept twitching as he watched, and the anger in his heart became more and more intense!

These idiots!

Soon, it found signs that all of this was caused by the man who manipulated the puppet and claimed to be an artist.

The Shadow Lord narrowed his eyes.

It secretly accumulates energy.

The number of puppets increased after replenishment, and the black shadows fell into a disadvantage again.

in the live room.

"Hiss! Who do you think will win this battle?"

"At present, Sombra has already fallen into a disadvantage. If the leader of Sombra has no other means, then the artist will win this battle."

"Is this really the strength that humans can possess? The black shadow monster is so powerful, the artist who can fight against it is really a human? Not a monster?"

"We have to believe in science."

"Science? Can science explain the existence of Hell of Despair?"

"Can science explain why a shadow that should be static can now move? Can science explain how a living creature suddenly becomes a wooden puppet?"

"The existence of an artist is unscientific!"

"Fortunately, they can't get out of there."

They can only comfort themselves in this way.

As long as they do not emerge from the hell of despair, the world remains scientific.

The Shadow Lord suddenly sneered.

"In my domain, I am invincible. No matter how hard you struggle, everything is in vain."

After the words fell, countless black shadow monsters were born from its feet.

This time the number has directly doubled. Originally, there were only a few thousand shadows, but now they have become nearly ten thousand.

Its black shadow seems to be inexhaustible.

No matter how much you kill, you can be resurrected exponentially.

If it wasn't for the magician's ability, he could turn the opponent into a puppet. Under the continuous attack of black shadows, even the powerhouses of the same level would be dragged to death.

The magician's ability just happens to restrain the Shadow Lord.

The Shadow Lord is good at crowd tactics, and the magician is also good at crowd tactics, and even the magician can turn the enemy's into his own.

The more enemies there are, the more puppets will be.

And if this continues, it will only be a competition to see who can last longer.

Obviously, it must be the Shadow Lord who can't support it first, after all, its domain cannot be opened all the time.

So, the blow that had been stored for a long time, swung out!

Passed through the gap and hit the magician at once!