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Chapter 473 The First Secret Doll

"interesting!"

Looking at the very familiar colorful little sword, Ailin's eyes revealed a thoughtful look.

the corrupt forge master who opened Pandora's box in order to resurrect his wife;
The Eye of Dreams that was born unexpectedly on the Crucible;

The Dream Plague that swept across the entire dwarven kingdom;
Willing to pay the price of life and attack the bait of the Sword of Dawn;

And these Vanir Protoss who invaded from the underground secret passage of the Sword of Dawn...
If all of these are taken individually, they don't seem to be anything, but if you look at them together!

Ha ha.

Perhaps the disasters that have occurred in Watt Alheim in the past period of time were not accidents at all.

It was a long-planned conspiracy.

Even the fact that the dwarf king Aetr was corrupted by the evil god and then went to Asgard for help may have been planned by someone with ulterior motives.

otherwise.

Was the birth of the Dream Eye on the Crucible really such a coincidence?
If you don't have your own words.

Even if the Dwarf King healed the evil god's pollution on his hands in Asgard, he might not be able to return to the Dwarf Kingdom safely in the hands of the strange Eye of Dreams.

And what would happen to the Dwarf Kingdom if there was no Atri, the Dwarf King who could burst out with god-level combat power at the limit?

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When Ailin fell into deep thought after seeing the colorful little sword.

The hooded man, who seemed to be in an unstable mental state, was running away madly with the colorful little sword in his hand.

But the weird thing is.

The seemingly irregular escape route often goes around in a circle and then always returns to the original point strangely.

That is...

They had just broken through the heavy iron door and entered the original origin of the Sword of Dawn.

This is not a time reset or a time loop.

It's just some mental suggestion, combined with hypnosis and illusion guidance.

In fact.

From beginning to end.

None of these hooded men had ever left this abandoned underground passage, nor had they ever actually reached the eighteenth floor of the Sword of Dawn.

Everything they had seen, heard, and even experienced before was just an elaborate illusion.

The moment I stepped into this abandoned room.

They fell into the trap woven by Ailin, which was guided by the spiritual power of the constant state and the web of reality and illusion.

Ok.

With the help of the power of the colorful little sword, the hooded man briefly broke the magic mirror while swung the Nightmare Sword hysterically again and again.

But he soon got lost in the omnipresent mental force field.

Under the constant conflict between reality and illusion, the emotionally broken hooded man suddenly frantically swallowed the colorful little sword into his stomach, and then his body began to change.

His body surface turned black, his skin glowed faintly, and a faint green flame burned from the inside out. His hair and eyebrows were all replaced by the faint green flame, and his limbs became dry and thin.

Under the shining green light, the hooded man's eyes, nose, mouth, ears and other organs melted one after another, then gathered in the center of his face and condensed into a new organ.

In just a moment of distraction, the hooded man's body underwent a huge change.

It was as if it had turned into a monster with dark green flames burning all over its body.

The dark green pupil that had grown back in the center of his face, which took up most of his face, exuded an indescribable evil and illusory aura.

Ailin only looked at him a few more times, and a cold force followed Ailin's gaze and penetrated into his pupils.

In an instant, it seemed as if there was an earthworm in Ailin's pupils, constantly moving inside his pupils.

hiss!
Feeling the sting, Ailin instinctively closed his eyes.

In a flash, a tear mixed with blood flowed out from the corners of Ailin's closed eyes.

On the skin next to the corners of Ailin's eyes, there were raised red spots composed of fine particles.

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After Ailin visualized the brain of the universe and quickly suppressed his restless spirit.

The monster with a faint green light all over its body had disappeared from Ailin's sight.

"Oh, want to escape?"

A thought came to mind.

Ailin's spiritual vision changed again. A series of illusory thin lines quickly intertwined in Ailin's eyes, allowing him to see things that were invisible from an ordinary perspective and normal spiritual state.

All he saw was a group of illusory thin lines that were rapidly fading in Ailin's eyes, as if they were escaping into a deeper spiritual world through some ability, thus avoiding Ailin's attack.

next second.

A ferocious-looking flintlock with a giant dragon statue carved on the muzzle and exuding a strong murderous aura appeared in Ailin's hand.

After patiently waiting for a few seconds and pouring several times more spiritual energy into the Dragon Slayer, Ailin's eyes became serious, and he suddenly raised his right hand, aimed at the node where the spiritual lines were intertwined, and pulled the trigger!
"boom!"

The pure black death ray bullet, with a terrifying shadow of a giant dragon, seemed to penetrate the edge of reality and illusion, and quickly blasted towards the monster that was emitting faint green light all over its body and constantly fleeing towards a deeper dream.

boom!
In the huge sound.

The dark death light directly penetrated reality and illusion, and hit the target it was locked on hard.

Immediately afterwards, black light exploded.

The hooded man, who had used some unknown means to escape reality and hide in the void of dreams, was torn into pieces by the dark energy storm caused by the explosion of the black bullet.

Then the flesh and blood splattered all over the ground and fell from the void.

But in just a breath, the torn fragments of the hooded man were gathered together again under the suction of a strange power.

"not dead?"

Without waiting for it to fully gather, Ailin let out a light "eh" and blasted the second black light bullet at the opponent, exploding it again.

"boom!"

“Bang, bang…”

Shot after shot.

As [Dragon Slayer] resounded again and again, Ailin, who had gradually controlled the opponent, began to secretly manipulate the hooded man's "spiritual thread".

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Just as time passed quickly, Ailin's control over the hooded man's spiritual body was getting better and better.

Driven by instinct and sensing a fatal crisis, the humanoid monster whose body was torn apart by the Dragon Slayer suddenly twisted violently.

Immediately afterwards, a dark green energy shock wave burst out from the eyeballs on that face.

In an instant, it swept in all directions.

"Snapped!"

Just as the shock wave was about to hit Ailin, Ailin's body suddenly disappeared with a crisp snap of fingers.

When he appeared again, he had avoided the unknown energy shock wave and appeared in the safe area that had been swept by the energy shock wave.

And beneath him, a paper figure with a wisp of flame slowly coming out of it was looming.

【Gaze with despair】

Almost the moment he appeared, a captivating light burst out from Ailin's eyes.

Then, his vast mental power, under the transformation of that special rune, turned into a terrifying mental attack, facing the strange one-eyed creature several meters away. "Boom!"

Because of the repeated "resurrection", the consumption was already heavy. Coupled with the sudden outburst just now, the strange one-eyed man was already weak, and was washed away by Ailin's [Desperate Gaze].

Suddenly my brain went into a mess and I froze in place.

The monster that the hooded man turned into out of control was stunned, but Ailin would not be stunned.

Instead, while the other party was stunned, Ailin accelerated the manipulation of the "Spirit Thread"!
Just like this, time flies by as they struggle again and again.

Time flies.

"boom!"

Just as Ailin used [Dragon Slayer] to give the opponent a headshot again, blowing its head off.

The monster transformed by the hooded man's thoughts suddenly became stagnant, and every part of his body seemed to be covered with rust.

"Good, fifteen seconds."

Just as Ailin saw this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a relaxed smile.

The monster who had spoken "death" in his dream once again had a sudden flash of clarity in his eyes, and the hooded man's sanity returned.

Even the mutated body began to regain some human form.

“I can’t… I can’t go on like this…”

After figuring out the current situation, a green crystal ball suddenly fell out from the hooded man's tattered clothes that had been torn apart time and time again.

"Click."

The next second, the blue crystal ball shattered under the will of the hooded man.

Then the wind element stored in the crystal ball quickly condensed into a wind arrow surrounded by countless halos.

Ok.

After feeling the dangerous aura entangled in the "Arrow of Wind".

Ailin frowned slightly, then pulled hard with the hand that was controlling the other party's spirit thread.

Suddenly.

The only big eye on the hooded man's face became confused, as if he had forgotten what he was thinking about just now.

After thinking for a few seconds, he opened his mouth as if he remembered something.

Immediately afterwards, the wind arrow that was spinning in front of his chest burst out at an astonishing speed and instantly cut through the sky.

"Sizzle!"

The next second, Ailin's figure was directly pierced by the wind arrow and torn into pieces of paper all over the sky.

"Ok?"

The hooded man's eyes narrowed when he saw this scene, but before he could cast the spell again to control the wind arrow.

A roar like a giant dragon's roar accompanied by a black light bullet hit his head again, directly blowing up the eyeball in the center of his head.

The Wind Arrow, which had lost the control of its opponent, went straight towards the thick wall made of countless metals of the Sword of Dawn.

Then, in the soil layer a hundred meters underground, a deep cave several thousand meters long was left.

"Such a solid wind element."

"This level of utilization of wind elements is truly terrifying!"

Peep a leopard and see the whole body.

Just a sealed crystal ball has such power, which shows how powerful the Vanir are.

No wonder the Vanir dared to compete with Asgard for the throne of the Lord of the Nine Realms at their peak.

Although they were counted last, there is no denying the power of the Vanir.

After all, these are the only two ethnic groups in the Nine Realms named after the gods.

but,

Now it seems.

The Vanir gods, who had been silent for thousands of years, realized that Odin, who was over their heads, was no longer able to survive.

After enduring for thousands of years, they could no longer bear the loneliness and started to make trouble.

just.

How are these guys related to the evil god?

"boom!"

After the Wind Arrow was easily defused by Alin who was well prepared, the hooded man with a desperate look on his face began to struggle frantically.

But his resistance was crushed by Ailin again and again.

Seeing his control over the spirit thread deepening little by little, Ailin felt a little happy in his heart, and he also focused more on manipulating the other party's "spiritual thread".

The hooded man is not weak.

In addition, after swallowing the colorful little sword, the other party gained the ability to transform the damage he received into dreams, an almost perverted "immortality" ability, which aroused Ailin's strong interest.

Therefore, Ailin, who had developed a strong interest in this, wanted to make the other party into his first secret doll.

Not temporary, but long-term.

After being promoted to a Master of Secret Dolls, Ailin has yet to actually create a permanent secret doll of his own.

This seemed to have affected Ailin's digestion speed of the [Master of Secret Dolls] potion, making Ailin's digestion of the [Master of Secret Dolls] potion mediocre.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ailin could obtain a puppet with good abilities. At the same time, he might also be able to accumulate some experience and summarize the rules of playing the [Puppet Master].

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Ten seconds later.

Although the hooded man's body and consciousness showed obvious struggles, Ailin's control over his spiritual body was getting deeper and deeper.

Instead, his body gradually became silent, like a stiff puppet.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Five minutes had passed since Ailin touched the hooded man's spirit line.

Ailin, with a hint of joy on his face, breathed a sigh of relief.

next second.

The hooded man three meters away from Ailin's eyes moved, and his body seemed to be burning with green flames. He knelt down solemnly to Ailin as if pushing a golden mountain and overturning a jade pillar.

"Jerson, meet the master."

"Get up!"

As Ailin finished speaking, Jerson, who was kneeling on the ground, naturally stood up from the ground and stood respectfully in front of Ailin.

Looking at Jerson who stood in front of him respectfully and with coordinated movements, Ailin nodded with satisfaction.

Jerson, who was made into a secret puppet by Ailin, has his spirit turned into an appendage of the puppet, which means he is already dead and of course he will not really speak.

Whether it was the kneeling action he had just taken or the words he had spoken, they were all just driving the spiritual beat and manipulating the other party's different reactions.

Of course, it is not necessary for the Puppet Master to use both hands to manipulate the "Spirit Thread". It was just Ailin's habit before.

It allows him to realize more clearly that he is just manipulating the secret puppet.

(End of this chapter)