The prerequisite for water to be squeezed out of a sponge must be that there is water in it.
In this situation, even if Dean forced Abys' dream to death, he still wouldn't be able to squeeze out a few decent embodiments.
The second is...
Chiara looked Dean up and down with a strange expression on her face.
"Although I'm curious about how you came up with these things, or how much mental trauma you suffered to become so perverted... But it's obvious that your understanding of them is only superficial and not Not going too deep."
Although Chiara feels that there is no need to build a deep understanding of that kind of thing, if you don't have a deep understanding of what you want to realize, it will be difficult to truly realize it.
Just like the display of extraordinary power needs to be based on a certain knowledge base, without sufficient accumulation, even if you know the shortcut, it will be difficult to open the shackles on the door.
Of course, if the power of the rules is sufficient, then it is not impossible for her to say nothing, and it is not impossible to perform miracles with great strength, but obviously, Abyss's dream does not meet the standard of "great power", let alone just a miracle. With a slightly larger heart, even if the heart is enlarged, swollen, or filled with water... there is still nothing it can do.
Two reasons, sound and well-founded. Dean nodded and calmly accepted this conclusion.
There was nothing he could do if he didn't accept it. Although no one in the world could ask him for copyright fees, Dean really had no interest in carefully studying the specific structures of fantasy characters such as Kayako and Calabash.
He is not Ning Caichen. He has neither the hobby nor the conditions.
Why waste energy.
Seeing that Dean was not unwilling to listen to the advice, Chiara paused and continued: "If you want a heart just to construct these things, then I suggest you give up as soon as possible."
Although it was a bit unethical to say this, Chiara still had to admit that she had begun to regret her previous promise to give Dean a heart.
It wasn't that she couldn't bear to part with her, mainly because after seeing that chaotic scene, Chiara suddenly had an ominous feeling that she might be doing something dangerous.
She felt like she wasn't giving Dean a heart, but instead putting a very terrifying weapon into his hands.
Light heart, heavy consequences.
Even a witch like Chiara, who always does as she pleases, can't help but feel a little hesitant when she thinks of this.
She won't be the driving force behind the end of the world, right?
After listening to Chiara's words, Dean raised his eyebrows without comment.
He changed the subject nonchalantly and said, "Since the results this time are satisfactory, I'll leave it to you from now on."
Dean raised his head and looked at the heart that had been stripped away from the barrier and dropped from a high place, revealing a smile that looked like a saleswoman's.
"I am quite confident in my inspiration. This is a test of the waters. The results next time will definitely exceed your expectations."
Chiara didn't quite believe it.
She felt like Dean was going to heaven.
There is no way to brag.
Even though he made a mistake this time and toiled out a heart that seemed to be of a good size, a person's inspiration is not endless. According to the scale of the Hundred Demons Night Walk he just had, he could support several such outrageous things. Dream?
Even if I beat Chiara, I would not believe that someone could do this.
She sneered and said bluntly: "If you can maintain this level, I will wipe out the wealth of other witches. When the time comes, they will betray their relatives and run away from home, and I will not treat you badly."
That shouldn't be called running away from home, that's called being purged and left home.
After Dean finished slandering, he blinked and tried: "It doesn't have to be so exaggerated, as long as the dream of Abyss..."
The dream of Abyes?
You actually want to take advantage of my World of Warcraft!
Chiara almost laughed angrily at this man's greedy tone. She couldn't help but rolled her eyes and said, "Why don't you just pack up and leave with my family?"
Then
It's a bit too much. He's not a bandit, so how could he do such an extravagant thing?
Dean touched his nose and smiled, and the Abys Dream information panel appeared in front of his eyes again.
[Name of Warcraft: Dream of Abyss]
[Gender: None]
[Talent: Virtual and Real]
[Introduction to Warcraft: Warcraft, which was born in the dream of a certain life form, is endowed with part of the power of laws related to reality and reality. It can draw energy from the dream to create a "heart".
It can create daughter bodies through division. As long as any heart is not destroyed, it can survive forever. 】
[Level: Unknown]
[Status: Being sealed. 】
[Number of hearts: 5 (two of them have been peeled off, and one is in the process of being peeled off)]
…
Five hearts?
Dean glanced at the slowly rotating big heart surrounding Chiara. There was no doubt that this must be the one that the system showed was being peeled off.
The two ones that have been peeled off should be in Chiara's hands.
There are two pills in her hand, and one is being peeled off. Among the remaining two pills, apart from the one necessary to maintain the life of Abys Dream, there should be one left.
Dean raised his chin, a subtle look on his face.
The dream of Abyes can split the child body.
This is also its way of reproduction.
From the system introduction, it can be inferred that in order to achieve this, the necessary prerequisite is to have a spare heart.
Only in this way can the survival of the daughter body be supported.
The clever thing is that the Dream of Abyes now has an extra heart.
What a God-sent opportunity.
Dean was a little touched.
What kind of 24-filial good monster is this? It's so self-aware that it even prepared the conditions for splitting.
If we don't do this, won't all the hard work be in vain?
Dean hugged his shoulders, the expression on his face was a little unpredictable for a moment.
Chiara, who knew nothing about it, was still concentrating on tasting her trophies.
The size of the heart becomes even more prominent when viewed up close.
It's bigger than Dean's head.
All the hearts that Chiara had received before were not as full as this.
But I don’t know if it’s for psychological reasons, but Chiara always feels that something is wrong with her heart.
I always feel like... something is different from before.
Chiara looked at the heart in her hand, her eyes gradually becoming subtle.
