Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

But Diona always felt something was wrong. Is it such a coincidence? Whatever you want is delivered to your door.

And judging from the decisive self-destruction method of Golden Mask, the opponent seemed to be prepared. Is it to deliberately anger yourself?

"So the magic stick is the most annoying!" Diona complained.

However, her battle with Golden Mask just now also alarmed the people in the city.

Diona was instantly surrounded by law enforcement machines. These are some angel ladies wearing armor. They look divine and beautiful.

"Under Section 22 of the Code, you have damaged public property and are about to face three weeks' imprisonment, or..."

Before Miss Angel could finish reading the terms, a voice interrupted her.

"I will pay the fine for this lady." Greg walked over.

"Sir!" Several young ladies instantly lowered their flight altitude and saluted Greg.

Then they took notes and left here.

"Long time no see, Miss Diona. I didn't expect you to be so skilled." Greg said with a smile.

"Did you see it?" Diona was a little curious. She didn't notice Greg around just now.

"Well, this city is covered with cameras. Please come with me. I have something to ask you." Greg invited.

"no problem!"

Then Diona was led by Greg to a relatively hidden living room.

Greg poured a cup of tea for Diona, and then sat across from Diona.

"Miss Diona, actually, I found a lot of doubts about you before. But after watching the video of your attack today, my doubts are even greater." Greg said with a complicated expression.

"Okay, you're right." Diona didn't want to pretend anymore.

"But I'm curious about what suspicions you found?" Diona asked curiously.

"Remember when we first met? You reached out and touched the two-headed bird statue."

"I thought at the time that you were just brave or relatively strong, so you were not afraid of the majesty of the death runes. But then I thought there should be another possibility. That is that you didn't feel the existence of the death runes at all. So. That’s why you touch the statue so naturally.”

"Of course this is just my guess. But through the comparison of the video just now, I confirmed that you really can't feel the existence of the death rune." Greg talked eloquently.

"How did you confirm it?" Diona was a little surprised.

"It's simple, because of the golden mask. I gave him some death runes. When he blew himself up just now, he hit all the death runes on you. But you didn't even notice it." Greg picked up the remote control. Open the big screen next to it and play back the video just now.

But the scenes Diona and Greg saw were completely different.

Diona saw the golden mask self-destructing, but Greg saw the black death runes crawling all over Diona's body. But those death runes disappeared quickly,

"...What do you want to explain?" Diona asked.

"What I want to say is, do we belong to the same world?" Greg showed a confused look.

"The Death Rune is a type of basic Rune, and it is impossible for anything to go wrong with it. If it doesn't go wrong, then there is something wrong with you!"

"This..." Diona was surprised. This was the first time that I had a character in my dream and realized that I was dreaming.

After thinking for a long time, Diona decided to tell Greg the truth. She was curious about the other person's reaction.

After listening to Diona's description, Greg looked thoughtful.

"So the meaning of this world's existence is just for you and Miss Bai Zhi to achieve a certain purpose."

"Just like in the novel, you are the protagonists, and we are the supporting characters, just NPCs who cooperate with your performance." Greg said.

"Actually, there is no need to be so pessimistic. In reality, you also have your own comparisons." Diona said.

"But are Greg and I the same person in reality? Or, my existence has always been just an illusion." Greg sighed slightly.

He poured himself a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp.

"Are you okay?" Diona felt Greg's depression,

"You said demigods can't appear here, then maybe..." Greg paused suddenly, and then fell into a strange epiphany.

Diona suddenly wanted to interrupt the other party because she felt something was wrong.

It seems that the self-destruction of the golden mask not only sent Diona the desired information, but also reminded Greg of his self-awakening. It is very likely that Greg will awaken right now and become a spiritual demigod.

Just when Diona was about to take action, she suddenly stopped. My thoughts just now seemed to be driven by some kind of inertia, making me want to attack Greg without thinking.

Diona didn't understand what it was before. Just like when she casually got rid of the white mask that brought Vivian. In fact, in the context of time and space at that time, White Mask did nothing wrong. But he subconsciously killed the other party.

Perhaps it was his decision that led to White Mask's hatred of Vivian in reality.

This time, just like the last time, an inertial force was driving her decision. Greg in this time and space did not cause any harm to himself, so if he takes action at this time. So in reality, would Greg be full of hatred for himself?

Maybe the previous wedding assassination corresponded to his current attack.

Diona, who was trying to understand everything in the flash of lightning, forced herself to stop. She wanted to see what impact not taking action now would have on Greg in reality.

But something strange happened, a strong impulse kept forcing Diona to take action quickly. Even the more Diona endures, the more she feels that there is a life and death crisis approaching.

That kind of terror made Diona couldn't help but shudder.

And as the terror descended, Diona's heart began to waver.

"If you don't take action, you will die!" A voice emerged from the bottom of Diona's heart.

That voice was so strange, yet so familiar. She seemed to be herself and someone else. In short, at the urging of that voice, Diona couldn't help but stretched out her hand... and pinched herself.

The severe pain finally made her struggle out of her fear.

When she regained consciousness, all fear was gone. Instead, there is only a kind of relaxation that comes from the bottom of my heart.

Diona's body softened and she fell on the sofa next to her.

When she woke up, she found herself in a luxurious bedroom.

"Why did I faint?" Diona couldn't remember what happened before.

And then there was a knock on the door of her room.

"Please come in." Diona said.

With a creak, the door was opened. A handsome white-haired guy walked in from outside. This man was Greg.

"Miss Diona, are you okay? You fainted suddenly, which shocked me." Greg asked.