When he was first sent over, Ange was unable to project power, but as his soul became stronger and stronger, especially after 'self-belief', his soul was equivalent to being fixed in this world and became the main body. A fulcrum in this world.
His power can be projected into this body, and then onto the people and gods. As his strength becomes stronger and stronger, there are more and more local believers, and the divine power harvested here is enough. To support his high-intensity consumption, there is no need to use the power of the body at all.
So as soon as he heard Anthony calling him, he came over and looked at the scarecrow in front of him with a blank look on his face.
Sensing Ange's doubts, Anthony quickly explained: "Scarecrow Wu Ga, the most dangerous undead creature, masters the real realm and can make people get lost in the illusion of its realm and never come out. Sir, what did you see? "
"Scarecrow." Ange responded.
"Huh - that's good, that's good. It seems that its mental power is not as strong as yours, sir, and its real domain cannot affect you. What I saw was an undead. It was too dangerous just now. Fortunately, you can come. Come on, if you are accidentally affected by the Real Realm, it will be difficult to get out." Anthony said with lingering fear.
Don't blame him for calling for help as soon as he met him, because this scarecrow Wuga was a danger that both the Council of the Dead and the Warlock Alliance had warned him to be careful about. Silver Coin gathered information from the House of the Dead and the newly established network of contacts. This has also been confirmed from the side. The scarecrow Wuga is extremely dangerous.
Its danger does not mean that it is evil and cruel. On the contrary, it is a very peaceful soul with no desires and desires. Its only obsession is to chase birds away.
Its danger lies in its uncontrollability. It is a scarecrow, which was originally erected in the rice fields to drive away birds and beasts. But miraculously, a soul was born in the scarecrow.
One day, the immortal king passed by this field and found the soul in the scarecrow. He was very curious, why can souls be born in straw? So I brought it back.
From then on, the Scarecrow was equivalent to being raised by the Immortal King and grew into an extremely powerful soul. Its soul strength had already touched the level of the Lord of Mourning and was almost on the verge of breaking through.
However, its intelligence is not very high, it is equivalent to a golden skeleton, and it is very obsessed. It has to chase birds all day long. I don’t know if it is for this reason, so it has awakened the real field, a kind of reality that is real enough to deal with An illusory realm where enemies deal real damage.
When the Immortal King was still there, someone restrained it, or someone trapped in its real realm, someone rescued it, so there was no harm. Now that the King is trapped by the Nirvana Array, and no one restrains it, the problem becomes serious. .
"Real realm?" Ange asked doubtfully.
"Yes, sir, besides the scarecrow, what else do you see now?" Anthony asked.
"Scarecrow, canyon, rocks." Ange said.
Anthony pulled Gray over and asked, "Gray, what did you see?"
Gray said in confusion: "I saw a wilderness, a flat wilderness, and an undead was holding a scythe and staring at us. But weren't we in a canyon just now? How did we get here?"
Ange immediately understood that his mental power was strong, so what he saw was not affected, but not Gray. She had been affected by the illusion of the real realm.
This process was so silent that even a mystical magician like Gray couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion. He just wondered why he suddenly came from the canyon to the wilderness.
Is it so fun? Ange immediately combined the marks, and then said to Anthony: "Project the magic circle and make one."
"Ah? Could it be..." Anthony was stunned for a moment, and quickly formed a delivery circle. This was much easier than the delivery circle, and it was almost equivalent to a positioning mark.
The delivery circle flashed with white light, and four Anges teleported over.
"Sure enough, the hand-rubbing teleportation array can be used like this. It's so convenient." Although he had expected it, Anthony was still excited.
Doesn't this mean that when he calls for help in the future, the adults will not only be able to project him, but also come to save him in person? This will greatly increase his sense of security, right?
As soon as the white light faded, the little zombie angel and the big cat exclaimed:
"Ouch!"
"Ouch!"
"Ouch~"
Anthony heard something was wrong in the sound and quickly asked: "What did you see?"
"Ouch!" The little zombie pointed forward.
"Ouch!" The little angel pointed to the side, then pushed forward fiercely, and a beam of light flashed past.
Ever since he tried to release the Holy Light without wings in Magic Star City, the little angel seemed to have found something fun and tried his best to compress the power of the Holy Light.
The power of this holy light shining now is similar to that of a sixth-level light magic light arrow. With her power, she can fire it ten or twenty times in a row.
She could only play it once before, but now she can play it more than a dozen times, but she was so happy that she started sizzling in the distance, causing rocks to fly.
From Anthony's point of view, he saw the little angel firing at a pile of rocks, but from Gray's eyes, he saw countless skeletons rising from the wilderness, and the little angel's holy light shone just in time to kill one. On the golden skeleton, it smoked and disintegrated.
Gray quickly helped, spinning her fingers in a circle to create a cyan ring, and then threw it out. The ring would continue to change during flight, turning into a wind blade and slashing at the enemy in her eyes.
Of course, the 'enemy' she saw did not exist in Anthony's eyes. Ange's power was still projected on him, so he was not affected by the illusion.
The big cat must have sensed something was wrong, so it suddenly jumped to the ground, transformed into its true form, opened its big mouth and shouted "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" in the distance.
But this was an illusion, a change in perception, not a change in space. Its interference had no effect, but it shocked Gray. How could such a small cat suddenly turn into a big ball?
Seeing that they had been disturbed by the illusion, Anthony said: "Sir, we must stop the Scarecrow as soon as possible. All the injuries suffered in the real field are real. If they are injured, they will be really injured."
Is it so powerful? Ange tilted his head and hurriedly ran in the direction of the scarecrow.
Among the rocks in the canyon in the distance, a scarecrow spreads its arms, puts one foot on the ground, and wears a straw hat. It is no different from the scarecrows that can be seen everywhere in the fields. Except for the black gas coming out of the gaps in the straw, there is also a pair of red eye slits. .
However, seeing Ange running straight towards it, the red eye slits first narrowed a bit, as if narrowing, and then widened again, which was obviously to confirm that Ange was not affected by its illusion.
The scarecrow immediately arched his body, opened his mouth and let out a sharp scream: "Wooga——"
Its cry seemed very scary... Ange had a thought in his mind, and then he felt weird, was it scary? Why don't you feel it?
Anthony from behind yelled: "Fear, sir, it's fear, be careful."
As he spoke, Anthony blessed a few magical spells on the little angels. First the Iron Will, then the Praise of Light, then the Wall of Light, and then the Wall of Sighs, protecting everyone tightly.
If there are people from the Church of Light present, they may have been frightened to the point of weakness by Anthony. With so many magical skills added at once, how profound is Anthony’s divine power? Is he the thigh pendant of the God of Light?
But he was still worried. This was the first time he had encountered this kind of battle in an illusion, and he had little experience.
But as long as he thought about the strength of the Scarecrow's soul, that he could almost enter the soul of mourning and have his own domain, he knew that he could never be too cautious.
Harvey and Fetty of the Mourning Lord do not have their own domain, only Locke seems to have one.
However, I heard that Locke's field is combat. He can't beat Locke, so he hasn't experienced it. You can ask Nigris. The God of Knowledge is one of the few who has experienced it and is still alive.
Seeing Ange ignoring the illusion and its fear spell, the scarecrow finally panicked and jumped up from the ground with a bang, shouting: "Wooga wooga!"
Ange continued to ignore it, took out his sickle and struck it down.
The sickle blade sliced across the scarecrow's body, but Ange felt that nothing had been struck. When he looked closely, he saw that the scarecrow was one position away from where the sickle landed.
Cut crookedly? Impossible. Ange has been cutting rice for so many years and has never cut it crookedly. He can't even cut it crookedly if he closes his eyes.
Ange closed his eyes and slashed with his sickle.
when! The scarecrow took out a small scythe from nowhere and blocked Ange's scythe. It was said that he couldn't cut it crookedly even with his eyes closed.
The small sickle looked familiar, it was the same style as the small sickle Ange used before.
when! The scythes of both sides struck together again, a violent shock wave erupted at the intersection of the weapons, and the surrounding air was blown apart.
Anthony turned his head and took a deep breath. It seemed that this scarecrow not only had a real domain, but also had a very strong fighting ability.
Dang, dang, dang, Ange and Scarecrow fought together, the sounds of weapons clashing in a series, and the energy of impact and explosion splashing out, like someone demolishing a house.
Ange has not had such a head-on fight with others for a long time. After being projected into this world, he was unable to transform into Dragon God or Locke, and his combat effectiveness was severely reduced.
The scarecrow's strength is a bit inferior to him, but it has a very strange ability that can make Ange's sickle chop inaccurately. Every time it swings away its sickle and then strikes again, it is already one position away. .
At this moment, Ange's soul resounded with Negris's curse: "This is a real phantom. Both are real. Whichever one you hit, it becomes fake. In the phantom, you can't be killed." It. Siobada, I just slowed down a few steps, and you ran away and disappeared. Where is this? Who is this? "
The four little Anges sneaked away, but Nigris chased them and couldn't find anyone, so he had to project them over. When he came over, he saw such an exciting battle scene, which shocked him. Wasn't it just a few steps slower? It even started a fight.
"Scarecrow, awaken, soul, king, raise." Ange said.
Nigris gasped because he heard two key words: "King? Raised by His Majesty?"
You don't need to listen to anything else. Just listen to this sentence and you will know that this scarecrow is definitely not an ordinary thing.
"The scarecrow awakens the soul? The scarecrow can also awaken the soul? How is that possible? It is a dead thing." Nigris continued to be surprised.
A scarecrow is just straw made into a human shape. If it can awaken the soul, then so can stone, wood, or pillows. Wouldn't the world be in chaos?
When he was puzzled, Ange suddenly pulled out a hat and put it on his head.
"Scarecrow hat? What do you want to do?" Negris asked in shock.
Does the scarecrow's hat have any special function that can decode the scarecrow's real phantom?
Ange did not respond, but adjusted his hat and turned into an eagle in everyone's eyes...
"Why did you become an eagle? There are no birds here." Negris asked inexplicably.
But it immediately knew why. Almost at the same moment that Ange transformed into an eagle, the scarecrow let out a strong scream: "Woo-ga! Woo-ga! Woo-ga, wooo-ga!"
Nigris felt uncomfortable all over: "The fear spell, such a strong fear spell, ahhhh-"
Nigris was so frightened that his thoughts disappeared. Somewhere in the Divine Pond of Life, the brass dragon screamed strangely, bared its teeth and claws and ran around. It rushed to the edge of a cliff and was about to fall.
Fortunately, a tree root suddenly rose up, tripping it and causing it to fall flat on its back, and it was able to wake up.
"Hey, what happened? Why am I here? I just saw Nai Ali rushing towards me and almost trampling me to death. What happened?" Nigris muttered blankly, and it took him a while to remember. What, quickly projected it again.
There was a soft rustling sound in the forest, and the leaves fell gently. An insect that was about to get into the brass dragon's nostril was frightened, and it fled away holding its head.
In a forest protected by the God of Life, Nigris felt at ease. If his health was broken, he would ask the old tree for compensation.
Projected onto Ange again, Negris saw Ange's scythe slash across the scarecrow's body, splitting it in half from shoulder to waist.
"Huh? It's not a phantom? Did you hit it?" Nigris was shocked.
On the other side, the little angel, who was excited and fighting non-stop, suddenly stopped in confusion and shouted in confusion: "Ouch?"
The real realm disappeared, and the little angel found that the enemy was gone. He turned around and found that the scarecrow had been cut in half. He immediately understood what had happened and let out a few dissatisfied "ouch"s, just like the bear whose knight was taken away by his parents. child.
Compared with her dissatisfaction, Anthony breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't like this weird battle because he didn't know how to win or how to lose.
Fortunately, Ange was there and his powerful soul was there to calm him down. Otherwise, no matter how many people were present, they would only die faster.
The scarecrow, which fell into two halves and fell to the ground, launched a soul attack on Ange: "Woo-ga!"
Ange's head was pushed back, and then he continued to walk towards it as if nothing had happened. Without an overwhelming soul gap, it would be difficult for the soul impact to work, not to mention that its soul was not as strong as Ange's, and its mental power was not as strong as Ange's. Same.
With these two advantages, Scarecrow's strength cannot be fully utilized.
Despite the scarecrow's constant attacks on him, Ange picked up its upper body and took a closer look and found a shriveled heart wrapped in straw in its chest.
"It turns out that this is not an ordinary scarecrow, this heart is its main body. No wonder it can give birth to a soul, but who is so cruel to stuff a heart into a scarecrow?" Negris asked.
Anthony came over to take a look and said hesitantly: "This seems to be an evil punishment. Your body will be replaced with straw until you are completely dead, but your soul will be sealed in the straw forever, forever."
Nigris was shocked: "You mean, the soul of this scarecrow was once alive?"
Anthony shook his head: "This is not the case. It should be that His Majesty released the original soul that was sealed inside. This soul is newly conceived."
Ange took out the Holy Shroud, wrapped it up, and stuffed it into the dimensional space, ready to go back and study it again.
At this moment, the big cat appeared from a distance and purred at everyone. After the real realm disappeared, it ran out to explore the road. Now it has obviously discovered something.
Listening to the big cat's meow, Nigris translated with some uncertainty: "What does it mean? It seems to be saying it found an embryonic dragon? Found me? Does it dare to scold me?!"
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Thank you, Mo Mo Ran Shu, for the reward.
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