Marvel World Runaway

The believer girl tilted her head to look at Debbie while eating a donut made of clay, and said after a moment of silence, "Actually, the creator, I think you should first create one or two guys who know how to cultivate spiritual power. "

"Why?" Debbie looked at the believer with some doubts. After Debbie made donuts for the believer just now, the believer still kept her promise and taught Debbie the assassination sword.

It's just that the teaching method made Debby a little unbearable. This cute, black and straight man directly instilled a lot of information about the assassination sword into Debby's mind. That kind of chaotic feeling made Debby very uncomfortable. It took me a while to come back to my senses.

"How much do you think you can accept the knowledge I just imparted to you?" the believer girl stopped her hands and looked at Debbie and said.

"Eh..." Debbie tried hard to recall the knowledge that was poured into her brain just now, and suddenly found that she seemed to be unable to remember anything at all, and looked at the believer in doubt.

"Your spirit is too weak, and I don't know how to cultivate your spiritual power. Of course, if Master Yoda wakes up again, you can ask him about the method of force cultivation, which is also good for your spiritual power. It's very beneficial!" The letter girl's tone was as flat as ever.

But what Debbie is more entangled now is what is going on with his own abilities.

If I can use clay to create these familiar characters, why didn't Master Yoda respond at all?

And according to the words of the letter girl, it seems that Master Yoda can still wake up?

Regarding her abilities, Dai Bijue may not know as much as Xinnv herself.

"By the way, why do you know Master Yoda? There is no Master Yoda in Gintama." Debbie suddenly remembered that Xinnv and Yoda are not characters from the same world at all.

"Actually, we, the beings created by you, started to share some basic things as soon as we woke up, so you don't have to worry about any rejection we will have because of the different world we lived in." The believer's question to Debbie , or a very serious answer.

Debbie pondered for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his finger, ready to poke the letter girl. He was also curious as to where the clay donuts that the letter girl ate went.

However, before Debbie's fingers touched the letter girl, she was blocked by the letter girl with her small arm. In terms of strength, Debbie found that the letter girl's strength is not small, of course, just to compare the letter The female figure, in comparison.

"Kill you." The letter girl's cold voice made Debbie really afraid to continue doing anything.

"Okay, I was wrong, do you know that there are some limitations to my abilities?" Debbie thought for a while, but she didn't want to worry about what kind of form the believer girl existed in.

"Stupid guy, you don't know your abilities, how could I know." The believer said with some disdain, and after she finished speaking, she sat on the desk and continued to eat her clay donuts.

Looking at the silent Believer, Debbie felt a pain in the ass, and turned to look at the Master Yoda who was made by himself before, "Believe, you should know what happened to Master Yoda by now."

"Oh, I know, he was only destroyed by you once, and he is still in the recovery stage, and he probably won't wake up in a short time." The letter girl also turned her head to look at Master Yoda at the side.

"But what I want to say is, if you dare to deal with me in the same way that you beat Master Yoda to the ground, I will kill you." The believer suddenly remembered how pitiful Master Yoda was before When merging world views, he was suddenly flattened by Debbie.

"Uh... don't worry, that time was an accident." Debbie explained with some embarrassment.

"Oh, by the way, believer girl, do you want me to make you a weapon?" Debbie looked at the believer girl, feeling a little weird in her heart, but finally found out that the assassin girl without a long sword is really not a perfect body, so she casually resembled The letter girl suggested.

As for whether weapons made of clay are useful or not, this is not what Debbie considers, at least in terms of appearance, it looks almost correct.

"No need, anyway, I can't show my normal strength now." The letter girl waved her hand, put down the donut and said in a helpless tone.

After tossing for a long time, Debbie found that she still didn't know much about her abilities, after all, Xinnv could not be regarded as an intelligent player.

Expecting her to explain her problem, Debbie felt that it would be more reliable to find another person.

"Okay, but listen to your words, you may recover your strength in the future?" Debbie also noticed what Xinnv said. She said that she can't display her normal strength now, so does that mean that she can improve in the future?

If this is the case, Debbie has a lot of powerful goals in his heart that he can do, although he doesn't know what the requirements for making models by himself are now.

"That's right, of course it still depends on you, my creator, if your soul is strong enough, maybe through the way of soul splitting, we can enhance the power of those of us who are created." The believer nodded, very sure Said.

"Soul splitting." When Debbie heard this word, he remembered the noseless Voldemort. Didn't that scum also play a game of soul splitting, and it ended up in the end. . .

"Let's talk about it later..." Debbie really didn't dare to promise anything, he didn't want to become like Voldemort in the future, half human and half ghost.

Mental strength, who should I turn to? . .Debbie was a little entangled in thinking about who he should be to help him improve his mental power, especially since many characters are not specialized in mental power, and it is difficult to control the direction of choice.

Moreover, I don't know if it will be like a believer girl as long as it is made. If it cannot be revived, it will have to be done again.

"Protoss? Zeratul? Well, it's up to you, Zeratul, my brave and wise executive." Debes thought about it, and finally decided to make a protoss to help him improve his spiritual power.

Why do you think this way, without him, the protoss is a race, different from those superpowers, even if Zeratul is not awakened, then Debbie can try to be other protoss, and their ability to communicate with each other , can make these aliens accept Debbie's ideas very well.

In any case, Protoss is the most suitable target that Debbie can think of now.

The believer girl on the side stared at Debbie who was concentrating on making the model. In fact, she was also curious about how she was made.

After waking up, her memory has been instilled full. It is very rare for her to witness the birth of a new life, and she was born in the same way.

Time passed quickly, Debbie saw that Zeratul's model was almost done, and then he remembered that the believer woke up after finishing the coloring, so Debbie thought it was better to give Zeratul later. Latour coloring, there are some things need to be confirmed.

"Why did you stop? It's already done? But why doesn't it move? I can't feel his soul." The believer saw that Debbie stopped, thinking that Debbie had already finished.

Looking at the milky white, cloaked, long-bladed, floating guy, the believer was curious as to what kind of creature Debbie made.

Although I knew that there are actually many aliens in the world of Master Yoda through the soul communication with Master Yoda before, of course, there are also many aliens in the world of Xinnv herself, but she has no knowledge of these things. Why did you care.

"Not yet, by the way, you said you can't feel his soul?" Debbie frowned, looked at the believer and asked, and the guess in his heart became clear.

"That's right, I can't feel it at all." The letter girl said with certainty.

"Could it be?" Debbie seriously considered whether his ability is to give the model a soul when he paints it, or is making a model equivalent to creating life?

If it's the former, it's okay to say that he has the ability to bestow souls, but if it's the latter, it's too complicated, creator?Even if life can be created, there is nothing that can't be done.

If it is really possible to create life, then you need to reconsider your ability. Clay creation, although it seems that the current believer girl does not have much strength, but what about replacing the materials?

Another point is that the believer can eat. Although she eats clay, Debbie can't see it at all, and her body has increased.

What's more, I still remember that when the first Master Yoda was made in school, it was simply made of two colors of plasticine, and the Master Yoda at that time did not go through the coloring process at all.

"Soul, soul?" Debbie muttered to himself, staring at the half-finished Zeratul intently.

Suddenly, Debbie felt that at this moment, he had entered a very strange space, an empty white space, and in front of Debbie was an upside-down golden tower.

Huge, maybe now Debbie has no way to describe it in other words, the pyramid in front of him, a majestic aura rushes towards his face, that kind of desolate aura that seems to come from ancient times, let Debbie feel that this pyramid The pyramid is definitely not something I imagined.

He does exist, but Debbie doesn't know where the space he is in is.

"That's it?" It seems that in this space, Debbie's eyesight is much better. It is about a few hundred meters away from the pyramid. Of course, this distance is only estimated by Debby. Clearly there is no concept of distance.

"Yoda, Nobuo Imai." Why did their names appear here?From the top of the pyramid, Debbie saw the names of the two revived models he had created.

Then Debbie continued to look down the levels of the pyramid. On the lowest level, which is also the tip of the pyramid, was written Debbie's own name impressively.

"Did I make it myself? It's unscientific. I don't remember making a model that big, and... if I really made it myself, before I made myself, I What form is it?" Debbie was completely shocked when she saw her name.

From the unidentified pure white space at the beginning, to the dangerous looking pyramid, and then to the name engraved on the pyramid, all of this made Debbie very confused.