DNF, made by the ancient gods

"Attack spells...energy conversion, energy shaping, thermal confinement, light energy confinement...it's light energy, the light gathers together to form a torrent, which contains a huge amount of heat enough to vaporize high-melting point metals."

The Nightmare, which can barely be regarded as a bit miscellaneous, swayed the mist, and the mask hidden in its body also emerged.This clever nightmare has tentatively decided on a shape for itself - a fat black cute bat, with a small mask pinned to the side of its face.

"The repulsion between the spells has basically been eliminated, and the operation is reasonable, even to the point of mutual assistance... It's unbelievable, as expected of the leader..."

First of all, lick him - regardless of whether the licking dog will have nothing in the end, it would rather be that licking dog... Of course, it still tries its best to make itself successful, after all, it is a licking dog with "everything" as its goal, Instead of chasing "nothing".

——Licking is a technical job.

The creator is indeed its "father", but this relationship is not very satisfactory in its heart.

He had already set himself the image of a human girl in his heart, but a clever nightmare would not turn into a human for no reason—it needed a suitable reason.

"What's it called, Commander?"

Glancing at Lulum, he didn't specifically monitor the nightmares' thoughts, nor would he take the initiative to perceive their emotions under normal circumstances.

"Belka-style magic guide."

he opened his mouth.

"The magic device created by combining the knowledge system of the Belka magic civilization is named after their civilization."

He put down the magic weapon. The power of the current magic weapon is still insufficient, but it also needs a foundation. Even the magic weapon that is strong enough to swallow stars is still developed step by step.

"Then... Captain?"

Nightmare, who was already accustomed to using titles to get closer, spoke like this. It wanted to change the subject and ask about something it was extremely curious about.

"Have you decided on your real name?"

"Ah."

It's as if Bai Shuang "fixed" a real name for himself after reaching that realm, to show that he has deviated from the path expected by "Bai Ge".

"He is dead."

Bai Hua said, as if confirming a fact.

"In this case, isn't it strange to live in his shadow all the time?"

He's waiting—waiting until he's the new "great."

"Have you sent them to pass on your name?"

Nightmare lowered her head, her tone revealing excitement and restlessness. Behind the fat little bat, the slender tail slowly swayed.

"The Nightmare King."

This is the glory of their nightmares—the recognition of them by their creator.

"Green."

A nightmare troupe singing in the sea of ​​dimensions, an ancient god who roams in the sea of ​​dimensions.

This is the definition.

Chapter 084

There are "shoots" growing.

The blood-colored rhizome moved slowly, pushing away the pale piece that was pressing on its body effortlessly.

Those are the bones, the bones of humans, the bones of monsters, the bones of the "gods" in the ignorant indigenous worldview...

Draw blood and thrive.

Slowly, the rhizomes bloomed with scarlet flowers.

—Grimm Troupe.

*

"Hee hee hee hee hahahahaha——"

People looked at the sky with horror on their faces. The setting sun was like blood. With their backs facing the dim sunlight, the delicate girl smiled unscrupulously.

Then, she swelled—just like the literal meaning, her body swelled up strangely like a balloon, and the human form quickly collapsed, and the nightmare singing the name of the troupe turned into a giant made of mist.

"This mission world..."

The white-collar man slammed his fist on the hardwood table and looked out the window.Countless monsters are raging outside, and the girls who originally guarded humanity have all been distorted. These monsters are transformed by them...

Do not--

The pupils shrank suddenly, and a look of astonishment flashed in the white-collar man's eyes - under his gaze, a gastroenterus creature wearing a white mask suddenly twisted, its inflated body shrank, and a girl appeared on the spot.

And the reason for her appearance...

Her eyes, which had been blinded by the injection of chemicals, returned to their original state at some point, but compared to the original dull red, her pupils are now enough to be described as "scarlet".

She pursed her lips and approached a police officer with a gun step by step.The police officer obviously knew her. Seeing the damn monster shoot at him, he shot wildly.

But it didn't work.

The scarlet fire covered all threats, and the corners of the girl's mouth suddenly raised, revealing the alienated sharp teeth.

"Do you remember me?"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."

Turning his head with a gloomy face, the white-collar man loosened his cuffs in annoyance, and looked at the people in the room. Unsurprisingly, the other "companions" in the room all looked at a spectacled man with obvious fat on his waist. male.

"You said you knew the world?"

He paused every word, and the invisible oppressive force hit Yuan Yexiu, his face turned pale, and an emotion called "fear" sprouted in his heart.

Suddenly it dawned on him—if he couldn't explain it, he'd die.This team has a strong centripetal force. If Muse really wants to kill him, no one else will stop him.

"Yes……"

His teeth were chattering, but he still resisted the pressure and opened his mouth.

"The name of this world is "Black Bullet", and the difficulty lies in the high-level gastroenterology..."

But his answer is obviously not enough to satisfy people.

"Stop it."

He interrupted Yuan Yexiu's words.

"So, in the plot you are familiar with, does this scene exist?"

The finger points to the chaotic scene outside the window, but Muse's eyes are fixed on the wild show.

"No, how could they, as human guardians..."

His tone suddenly dropped. It is true that these girls infected by gastroenterology are the patron saints of human beings, but when it comes to their relationship with human beings... For those who don't know, it may be the hatred of extermination That's all.

He propped up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked out the window rather blankly.He pondered puzzledly until his eyes caught a glimpse of blood, which seemed to be part of a circle...

A certain string of memory was gently plucked.

Wait, his face turned pale instantly, ignoring Muse's gaze, he hurried to the window and stuck his head out of the window.

——It was a rising bloody full moon.

"Congratulate your newborns! Newborn nightmares!"

Flames ignited in the night sky, and the hazy giant transformed from the nightmare let out a deafening roar, without the slightest hint of the sweetness that belonged to the girl.

The scarlet color was even more dazzling, a huge torch suddenly appeared in the center of the city, and Tiffany stood under the torch, watching her fellow giants wreak havoc.

The body trembled, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

"Grimm Troupe..."

Muttering to himself, he stretched his hands and shrank back, as if he could avoid the chaotic world outside the window.

"It's the Green Troupe... How could it be this thing? It's unscientific. This is obviously a player-made MOD. How could it become a real story..."

He held his head in his hands, as if he was facing invincible despair. He lost the battle before it even started.

"The Green Troupe... what, please explain to me clearly."

Muse grasped the key word, he walked over quickly and arrested Yuan Yexiu, this is not the time for him to collapse himself, he needs to know what the hell this obviously abnormal plot is.

How to see the exception?

A bunch of magical creatures suddenly burst out in a world whose basic tone was technology... If this doesn't look abnormal, then he should throw his senior name on the ground.

"The Black Bullet is a game, and the Green Troupe...it is a player-made MOD. Its original intention is to express dissatisfaction with the lack of follow-up development of the work and the malicious plot in the game. It can be said that it is used to smash the original plot. do……"

He thought back, and finally found the original memory.

Wait, this MOD seems to have some meaning...

Words came to mind one after another.

Those poor girls who have been teased by fate are so pitiful.But even so, they should sing about this unfair fate.

Sing, dance, revenge, perish.

"Grimm Troupe Choir."

Green MOD series number - 014.

*

The scattered information is constantly captured and analyzed by other worlds.

Nangong Nayue followed behind him, and he turned his gaze to the front, which was a huge sphere covered with regular magic lines.

This is inevitable, and no action can escape the basic rules of the sea of ​​dimensions. As long as he is still within the range of the three-dimensional life body, other three-dimensional worlds will continue to observe and understand him, allowing him to use game characters, novels, etc. Characters and other images are observed and understood by other three-dimensional life forms.

But... in essence, it didn't cost him much.Even due to deviations in the exchange of information, he can sometimes gain a favorable advantage-for example, others will despise him, or be too afraid of him.

The sphere reflected the light, and the fragmentary pictures were hidden in the light, but the two people present could interpret these pictures.

"It's going well, Commander."

Nangong smiled slightly that month, and Bai Hua also nodded.

"It's a good momentum, let's keep it going..."

Chapter 085 Hallownest

After a routine observation, he can basically confirm the situation of Nightmare in the different world—unsurprisingly, the Nightmare race is extremely strong in terms of combat power, even to the point of breaking the standard, and he is also very good at all worlds. Carefully selected, so they are not difficult to capture at all.

"The leader really doesn't need to come to observe every day. You must know that any purebred nightmare you create has the ability to stand alone."

"Um……"

Bai Hua nodded calmly. Under Nangong's puzzled gaze, he suddenly stepped forward and touched the sphere with his hand.

The sphere glowed, and the influx of a large amount of blood energy provided it with enough energy, so that it would not have to worry about energy for the next 370 or four years.

"It's not just the purebred nightmares, I believe that the mixed-blood nightmares created with their power...they can still support the reputation of the entire Green Troupe."

The palm slowly left the surface of the sphere, and Lulum, who had been following behind him, approached at the right time, like an ornament on the blood mage.

"what do you mean……"

"I'm going away for a while."

Turning around, those red eyes stared at Nangong Nayue.

"I found an interesting world, and I want to go and have a look...Of course, I will bring Lulum with me."

The blood prison can already leave him. He has entrusted the future of civilization to those scientific researchers. They will use the technology he gave to promote the progress of the entire civilization until the blood prison becomes a real empire with the ability to colonize the world.

As for the Green Troupe, it will be the sharpest knife in Blood Prison.The troupe has assembled almost 90.00% of the high-end combat power of Blood Prison. The result of this decision is that the combat power of the Green Troupe, which is composed entirely of elites, far exceeds the normal military establishment of Blood Prison, and this special department also directly belongs to him.

——There is no need for suspicion, nor for so-called military orders.

The life forms in the Green Troupe are either nightmares, or individuals with the qualifications to become nightmares—he will organize the Green Troupe step by step, transforming those individuals who are not nightmares into nightmares, or those who retain their special abilities Half nightmare.

And he is the king of this race - the king of nightmares.

They are shadows independent of the Blood Prison Empire system - they only obey him and serve him. When the interests of the Blood Prison conflict with his interests, they can smash the blood in front of him without hesitation. prison.

"Any comments?"

"No."