to view toward the intersection of darkness and management center. The Lord of Demons is triumphing. Although polycrystalline organisms have extremely high fire resistance and anti-pollution properties, they are not prepared to deal with soul energy mechanical creations. So they make the same mistake that anyone who dedicates their lives to following rules and regulations does - get bogged down in arguments and definitions when there is no alternative doctrine to enforce, and thus miss the opportunity and collapse.
It looks like this.
Small holes began to be punched out of the barrier, and the dark arms stretched in, grabbing anything that was still moving inside, digging out a few handles on them, and then pulled them and rubbed and pulled them for a while. The administrators groaned in pain under such torture - Icha shifted his attention slightly and found that the sounds were not transmitted through the darkness, but that they were Weili rolling around in a pit halfway up the mountain. ·Xiao issued.
But it doesn't hurt. The last hope, the only hope, will soon succumb to the Demon Queen's thorns and whatever else. The defense center looked unrecognizable. The almost brand-new exterior wall was cut into six or seven sections, two of which were embedded at the bottom of the double-hemisphere building. The two hemispheres were pulled up at a strange angle and brought together face to face. It felt like splitting an animal's head open and gluing the eyes together. It has no other purpose than to intimidate and arouse the deepest fear.
Under the pale embellishment, black flames suddenly bloomed. The Demon Queen launched a general attack. Perhaps only the devil can tell the difference between the two kinds of darkness. Flames covered the sky above the entire defensive center, their edges licking the streets like falling petals. The crystalline creatures, which were originally irregular hard candy-like creatures, left the fragmented building at an extremely fast speed - in a form more like syrup. The originally empty streets were filled with people, 40% of whom fell to the ground and were swallowed up by the melted "syrup", and 60% of whom lost their armor and rolled around in all directions.
The buzz was almost infinite. That was the laughter that Beelzebub always made when he was chasing a victory. Yi Cha realized that he had just heard it. He discovered that several leaders on the strategic round table just now were missing. Who knows? Ran. Or maybe it melted - after all, they were closest to Beelzebub's attack position. But it might just be mixed in with the residents fleeing for their lives. From this distance they look no different from any other little candy.
Five defense plans, or just a few? There is no need for them now. What is needed now is the Rules of Surrender and the Regulations of Unequalities. oh. That's no use either.
Then everything stopped -
This description is a bit hasty. Having seen the operatic performances that Ghost is good at, he understands that there are some conventions involved, but this is by no means the kind of rhythm-pulling pause that would be inserted between two complete acts. It's more like a theater suddenly going into debt, an actor dying suddenly, the audience in the third row suddenly exploding in their seats, and other unexpected accidents.
The pause seemed very long. But Icha realized that it was actually just long because there wasn't any filler in it. The residents of the running Crystal City first began to walk slowly as if they had lost all their energy, then stood blankly in an open space without any shelter, and then sat down anywhere without being picky. They made such a willful act, but they were not caught up by the melting crystal flow or the demon queen who was planning to kill them. The ubiquitous buzz also died down. The traces of vibration soon disappeared in the air. The dark arms that were flying up and down hung down in boredom. Looking carefully, those pale chains also stopped rotating.
The darkness condensed into a sticky mass. He stood still in place, as if he had suddenly lost his energy and no longer moved vigorously. There was a pause in which all those who were running, howling, twitching, and laughing shrilly fell silent. And nothing happened at the beginning of this change——
It's like nothing happened.
There was a tut-tsk sound coming from the side, and Yi Cha glanced sideways. Willy Xiao crawled back to him at some point and was yawning without any pain.
"Jetiasis," the arcane scholar said. He was covered in red dirt and bruises, but that didn't diminish the message of his words. "Dosmas infected the Plague of Silence from you. Then he returned to the beginning of the Creation of the Vientiane Forest and infected it with all the wills here."
"Oh." Icha turned his gaze back. He was too lazy to beat Willy Shaw now. This impulse and its disappearance are indeed not very logical.
"Although it is a terrible plague, it is surprisingly effective, isn't it?" Willy Xiao rubbed his elbows, followed Yi Cha's gaze, and chuckled.
"Does multiple things with one stone. Dosmas obtained enough legendary material - protected the 'last and only hope' for an entire Source Plane under the vicious leader of the same race. And they are also directly related, you know this Is it such a classic contradiction worth writing about, bro?" He wanted to pat Yi Cha's shoulder, but the devil didn't know when he came to the other side of him, and missed it, "And the Crystal Plains actually got it. Protect. Cough.”
The arcane scholar coughed nonchalantly. "Better than this - the Lord of Demons will no longer invade the territories where other creatures rely on for survival. No powerful person in the ruling Five Corners will have the urge to do so. Ha." Not to mention invasion and destruction. Neighborhood conflicts, conflicting rules, negative aversion to heresy brought about by different interpretations, etc., etc., will completely disappear from everything. I can also start a new biography chapter. You too There is no need to worry that they will kill each other and fall into a dilemma. The diversity of the Vientiane Forest has been restored."
"The most important thing is that no one is going to die from this."
Willie Shaw concludes. Then he bowed into the air before him as if he were facing an audience. "That's what this gift of disease brings to us." He looked up. Giving Yi Cha a smug smile - that "you misunderstood that I made a mistake but not only did I not, but I actually have been helping you" smile. "Are you relieved? Dosmas can be left to me."
"I'll do this when I'm crazy." to check him out. "The immortal Dosmas will not be so lucky to be erased from existence, so he is still somewhere. Where is he?"
"What do you want to do?"
Willy Shaw raised his hands in both surrender and defense. "Are you worried that he will use the plague on his body to do whatever he wants? Hey. The Quiet Plague will not give you that much strength. After all, why did you give up the chance to get rid of this disease? We are where we are now because of you. Ah. Brother Yi Chaint."
His small eyes narrowed into an arc. "If you hadn't passed the disease to him at the academy, he wouldn't have been given such a desirable tool. Did you forget at the time? Hmm. It's really hard to imagine the changes it caused to your brain..."
