Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

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The body of the Lord of Poison Mist began to slowly expand, and the entire sky gradually became covered with a layer of shit-yellow. The distorted rule field that enveloped the Lord of Poison Mist had been broken through by the Lord of Poison Mist.

At this time, the people who were observing the battlefield situation underground looked grim.

"The evil god that descended this time is not at the same level as before! Conventional methods have no effect on him at all!"

"Damn it! Looks like we can only hope that the gods will take action!"

At this moment, the Beast Prime Minister walked in front of the screen and observed the spreading yellow mist with a serious look.

When everyone saw the Beast Prime Minister, they all breathed a sigh of relief. This person was invincible, and there was no evil god that he could not defeat.

"Sir, the evil god who just invaded doesn't look like a vampire. What is his origin?" someone asked.

"Well, he is a high-level god named the Lord of Poison Mist, but he is very low-key. I don't know much about his specific abilities. Has the scientific research team analyzed him? What are the results?"

"Not yet. His invasion time is too short, and we haven't obtained any samples, so we can't conduct detailed research. But judging from the energy level alone, this person is even more terrifying than Director Dio who came here before."

"What?" The Beast Prime Minister was shocked. He also began to worry. Could a newly promoted High God like Dio really be better than an old High God?

At this time, Dio in the sky was avoiding the oncoming yellow fog.

This yellow mist did not cause him any harm, but it was extremely disgusting, just like when someone threw a mop covered in poop at someone during a fight.

"Hahahaha! Dio! Aren't we good friends? Why are you hiding from my arms?" The Lord of Poison Mist laughed.

Dio showed a hint of anger on his face at first, but then he calmed down, because he knew that the angrier he was, the stronger the other party would become.

"Is it possible for the Dungeater to be resurrected now?" Dio started chatting with the Lord of Poison instead.

"Hmm? Are you still concerned about him? Although the child behaved well, his essence is still human. He still longs for love. The reason why he died is because he felt the love of others. He became weak because of this. But I will not be so fragile. I know clearly what my essence is! I will not have self-destructive tendencies just because I feel love." The Lord of Poison Mist's tone was a little strange. The death of the dung eater sounded a wake-up call for him.

"Besides, I have preserved the child's true spirit. If you want to see the child again, you'd better kill me first!"

Facing the provocation of the Lord of Poison Mist, Dio still showed no mental fluctuations.

"Hmm? It seems that you really know us well! But do you think you can deal with me like this? I will slowly spread and infect other people. When they feel the pain, they will have endless hatred for me! You can't limit me!"

At this time, Dio ignored the Lord of Poison Mist's nonsense. What he was thinking about now was whether he should cast a void curse on the Lord of Poison Mist as well?

"?" The Lord of Poison Mist suddenly felt a deep malice. However, facing this malice, he was unable to transform it into his strength. This malice seemed to be able to threaten him.

"Dio! What are you thinking about? Why do you make me feel threatened!" The spreading trend of the Lord of Poison Mist suddenly stopped.

Dio was a little surprised. He just had a thought, but the other party sensed it? It seems that the Lord of Poison Mist has a very strong sense of malice.

"Lord of Poison Mist, I wonder how many worlds you have polluted?" Dio asked.

"About 67! Those worlds were not only polluted by me, but also by the vampires. Why do you ask?"

"Nothing, I'm just calculating how long you can live."

"You!" The Lord of Poison Mist suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

"So you feel scared too. I thought you could accept any malicious intent calmly!" Dio showed an inexplicable smile.

"Dio, what on earth do you have? We are both high-level gods, but why do I feel like you can threaten me?"

"The golden tree is almost dead. If you continue to hinder me, I don't mind sending you to death!" Dio said coldly.

"..." The Lord of Poison Mist fell silent. He never expected that he would be controlled by Dio.

In fact, the Lord of Poison Mist's attack power is the weakest among all the high gods, but his ability to survive is definitely the strongest. Others' attacks on him will be transformed into strength by him, and other people's malice towards him will also be transformed by him.

Even the Lord of Poison Mist himself doesn't know how to destroy him. The only thing that makes him wary is the love of others for him. But the good news is that no one in the world loves him.

However, even in the face of threats, the Lord of Poison Mist did not panic, and Dio did not fight him directly, which meant that the way Dio could threaten him must have come at a great cost. Otherwise, Dio would not have spoken to him so calmly.

"You just asked me how many worlds I have polluted. Is it because the methods you use against me will affect those worlds?" The Lord of Poison Mist asked tentatively.

"Yes, that's true. I'm going to investigate those worlds. After confirming that they are beyond salvation, I will personally destroy them. I won't do it because I'm afraid of hurting innocent people." Dio said directly.

“…” The fog of the Lord of Poisonous Fog rolled violently, and he felt the coming of death.

"Dio, I'm just trying to survive. There's no need to go to this extent." The Lord of the Poison Mist's tone weakened. Fear surged in his heart, which was rare. The last time he had such an emotion was when he faced the Sun Godwin alone.

It's just that even Godwin at that time couldn't kill him. But this Dio was very strange, and he could actually make him feel the crisis of life and death.

"I don't see your value, your existence is meaningless! You are totally not worth saving!" Dio has made up his mind to kill the Lord of Poison Mist.

"No! It's not like that! If my existence is meaningless, then why would I exist in this world? You think I'm meaningless only because you're looking at the problem from your perspective!" Feeling Dio's murderous intent, the Lord of Poison Mist panicked.

"In fact, whether it's the golden tree or me, our meanings are the same. If this world is full of maggots, I will become a totem like the golden tree! Just because I don't conform to your interests, you want to extinguish my possibility? Isn't this narrow-minded?"

Hearing the Lord of Poison Mist's defense, Dio couldn't help but start laughing.

"Why are you laughing? Did I say something wrong?"

"You are right. It is true from a philosophical point of view. Where there is light, there is shadow. Where there is beauty, there is ugliness. They are opposite and unified. The only difference is the angle from which we look at the problem. Am I here to discuss philosophy with you? If you hinder my interests, then die! Otherwise, prove your own value!" Dio didn't care about that.

"As a god, you are so one-sided... You are far from mature enough!" The Lord of Poison Mist said subconsciously.

"I'll give you three days to prove your worth. If you're still like this after three days, don't blame me for settling accounts with you!"

After Dio finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving the Lord of Poison Mist floating in the air in shock. At this time, he didn't dare to spread the poison anymore, because doing so would be seen as a provocation, and by then he would probably not even have the three-day buffer time.

"Damn Dio! Even the will of the God of Creation respects me! And you neglect me like this!" The Lord of Poison Mist began to mutter.

In fact, the reason he chose to stay was not because he wanted to disgust Dio, but because he wanted to take advantage of the time when all the strong men left.

The world's powerful people looked down on him, but he regarded him as a treasure. Because as the most hated existence, he had never appeared in front of everyone openly. As long as he showed his head, he would definitely attract the powerful to seal him.

So he took advantage of the time when the strong ones left to seize various worlds, and used his own abilities to pollute the world, making everyone live in a filthy and desperate world.

And it was during this process that he experienced the feelings of the Golden Tree. In the world that he had polluted, although people hated him, they also feared and admired him! That feeling was a kind of happiness that the Lord of Poison Mist had never experienced before.

"The gods have abandoned you! You are all the dregs left behind, like excrement falling into a cesspool! Only decay awaits you! And I! am the final god who will execute this order! I am your final judgment! Hahahaha~"

This is the Lord of Poisonous Mist's declaration to the desperate world, and more and more people have begun to believe in this theory.

What will the end of the world be like? The Lord of Poison Mist's series of actions satisfied all people's fantasies.

The ground is full of maggots, the nauseating smell, the shit-yellow sky, the polluted water, and countless numb eyes...

The stench-filled scenes flashed by, making the Poison Mist Lord feel happy again. But soon, he saw the beautiful scene of the clean and civilized world below.

"I feel uncomfortable here..." the Lord of Poison Mist muttered to himself.

"How can I find my own meaning in such a world?" The Lord of Poison Mist began to feel lost. He had never thought of integrating into such a world, and at the same time he was full of contempt for such a world. However, the situation was stronger than him, so he could only bow his head.

The yellow mist squirmed, and finally a mass of wet stuff was excreted, passing through the atmospheric clouds and falling downwards.

With a "smacking sound", a mass of something similar to yellow slime fell to the ground. A suffocating stench came from it.

The slime squirmed back and forth. At this time, it fell into a flower bed. As it arrived, the surrounding plants showed obvious signs of drying up. It was a low-level clone of the Lord of Poison Mist.

At the same time, in the underground castle, the Beast Prime Minister, who was monitoring the Lord of Poison Mist throughout the process, looked at Dio beside him.

"If you have the ability to kill this bastard, why bother talking to him?"

"Because he is involved in too many worlds. If we kill him, innocent people might be hurt by mistake. And I also want to do a test. If possible, I hope to unite all the forces that can be united." Dio said.

"But the existence of the Lord of Poison Mist is meaningless to us, and is even likely to be harmful! And I don't believe he will be so obedient to find his own meaning. He will only take the opportunity to infiltrate this world and make a mess of it!" The Beast Prime Minister was a little anxious. He felt that since Dio came here, his dominance had completely disappeared. This feeling was accumulating anger in the Beast Prime Minister's heart all the time.

"Don't worry, I have influenced his fate with my own will, and he will make the decision to find his own meaning. Of course, his danger is indeed alarming. So please keep an eye on him during this period of time." Dio said.

"...I understand." The anger in the Beast Prime Minister's heart disappeared inexplicably, because he found that his anger was meaningless to Dio. Dio was too strong, and the Beast Prime Minister had no chance to regain the initiative. Instead of sulking, it would be better to correct his attitude in time and treat himself as an obedient subordinate. But the Beast Prime Minister would not always be like this...

Dio left as he had other things to do, while the Beast Prime Minister stared at the screen in front of him without saying a word.