Having said that, Namilia was not panicked.
Putting eggs in one basket is the stupidest thing to do.
In addition to waiting for news from Tang Guozhong, he was also waiting for news from one person.
That person is, Milt.
Yes.
Although Namilia has been being hunted by Milt, he has not received any spiritual warning at all!
Before the Cow Horse Village, before any danger came, his spiritual warning would warn him crazily.
But Milt's pursuit did not trigger a spiritual warning response.
This means, Milt, has no murderous intentions.
"How can a fear be controlled so easily?" Namilia murmured to himself. He didn't quite believe it.
It is much more difficult to control a fear than to control a horror!
This is a geometric increase in difficulty!
Namilia didn't think there would be a bishop in such a ghost place.
Moreover, Milt is a real person from the Deserted Church.
Although Namilia has not had much contact with the three major churches, you must know that Brother Scar, who saved the soft capital, is only a terror of the Church of the Night...
And Milt is fear!
"Well, man, I think we've gone far enough now."
Namilia shrugged and walked towards Milt. Milt froze in place, and the dagger appeared again between his fingers.
"You can wake up and come back with me to kill that old guy."
Namilia patted Milt on the shoulder.
Milt threw the dagger.
Namilia's figure disappeared from the spot.
Another three hundred meters.
As Namilia emerges from his travels, colorful debris exploding around him, Milt once again uses the Great Transformation!
"How long are you going to pretend!"
Namilia screamed at Milt, and he punched Milt on his defenseless face, causing Milt to fall to the ground suddenly.
There is no murderous intention, and the attacks are all in a flower stand style, but he is not conscious either. . .
Namilia frowned slightly, he felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.
autistic? Oh no, facing the wall?
This is very similar to the way Miao Luoying faced the wall when she was in Jingshan Hospital.
But, it's more advanced.
At that time, the way he touched Miao Luoying's wall was to grab her and spin her in circles.
what about now?
To force this person to wake up?
Damn it, this man is scared!
It's still the fear of the damn trickster's path. If he wakes up and wants to kill himself to get discouraged, he won't be able to escape.
Thinking about it...
Namilia licked her lips;
So exciting.
After all, Namilia is now in a post-Joker-liberated state of madness.
Namilia stretched out her hand, put her fingers together, and slapped Milt on the right cheek.
This is fear!
Real fear!
The corners of Namilia's mouth turned up more and more. Looking at Milt's red cheeks, there seemed to be a hint of color in Milt's dull eyes.
Great, keep pushing.
Along the way, Namilia has seen many strong men, such as Gu Suo when the capital was first weakened, such as Nicholas Zhao Si, such as Chen Quan, such as Tang Guozhong who has not yet regained his power.
And, Chen Wudao.
Even the civil servant conductor who was eaten by a little girl on the train was also a fear.
But this does not mean that fear is worthless.
You know, Gu Suo spent the entire soft capital to make a deal with Chen Quan, and the two of them intricately arranged countless overt and hidden lines in the dark, just to be promoted to bishop.
And fear is only under the bishop.
A terrifying mutant,
It is also the power at the top of the pyramid among the mutants in the entire dark world.
Every fear has a strange ability that makes it difficult to guard against.
But the more I think about it,
Namilia gets more excited.
After all, he is now a freed clown,
He is a fun person.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
A few more slaps.
Milt's eyes became clearer and clearer.
Until Namilia raised her right hand again and stroked her palm in the air,
Milt reached out and grabbed Namilia's wrist.
"That's it."
Milt spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, and the color in his eyes completely returned to clarity and wisdom.
There was a hint of disappointment in Namilia's eyes, and he spread his hands: "I hope you understand, sir."
Milt did not speak, but took a few steps back, took a deep breath, and his body became more illusive, and then split into two figures.
One is Milt, the other is Milt.
The difference is that one of them is Milt's "Clone Golem".
This is the ability of the Trickster path at the grotesque level. At the fear level, its application range is wider.
Milt slapped the cloned demon doll. The demon doll exploded and turned into dots of crystal. Milt also breathed a sigh of relief.
Namilia was right.
Milt's state just now is very similar to "Facing the Wall". The difference is that he put a magic puppet outside of his original self, allowing his real self and the magic puppet to form a superposition state.
At the fear level, the cloned devil can not only take the place of death, but can also exert horror-level power.
This is also the reason why Milt has been using the abilities of "Juggler" and "Magician" but has never shown the ability of "Beast Tamer".
"Are you a deserted person?"
Milt did not blame Namilia for being unreasonable, but asked in surprise.
Obviously, he has memories of his previous "golem" state.
Namilia's smile faltered.
His identity seems to be a secret that cannot be told.
He can't say: "Yes, Chen Wudao is my father, and I am the remnant of the truth in the abandoned god-making plan."
Well, it seems easy to catch and dissect.
Moreover, Namilia does not know the current power structure of Desolation, and the most important thing.
Chen Wudao went to find the hanging man.
He didn't have much affection for this cheap father, but he wasn't lying if he said he wasn't touched at all.
After all, people risk their lives for themselves.
It feels sloppy though.
But judging from his previous status in Desolation, once Chen Wudao did not come back alive.
My own ending...heh.
"I lied to that old man." Namilia shrugged and said, "I'm just an ordinary player."
An ordinary player?
Milt remained silent. How could an ordinary "traveler" play a half-hour racing game with a "greatly transformed living being" with his own fear-level spiritual reserve?
In the Desolate Church, there seem to be some family disciples with identities who go out to practice and keep their identities secret.
For example, the Wang family and the Luo family all have juniors like this.
"Praise to Desolation, my name is Milt, and the Wilderness Walker of the Desolation Church ranks seventh." Milt nodded slightly to Namilia, crossed his arms across his chest, bowed slightly, stood up again, and drew a desolation on his chest with his fingertips Divine emblem.
"Praise to desolation."
Namibia follows the example of the gourd.
Fortunately, in the clown's liberated state, he has excellent imitation skills.
"What exactly happened here?"
Namilia asked, her right hand covering her face in a daze, and the three-color oil
The ink dissipated, and at the same time, he suddenly felt weak.
It's the side effect of the clown's liberation, the soreness and fatigue all over his body, and his mental trance.
Milt was slightly startled when he saw Namilia's true appearance. He could guess that Namilia used some special secret techniques, but this did not seem to be an ability possessed by ordinary "clowns".
The secret of this young man...
After pondering for a while, Milt did not choose to hide it.
"I came here under the Oracle of Desolation to investigate the resurrection of the Corruption." Milt said.
Desolation...Oracle?
The God of Desolation is still alive?
However, both Chen Sheng and Wang Yi have clearly stated that gods do not exist.
No, that hanging man...
Is the God of Desolation in a similar state to the Hanged Lord?
Fallen, also a god?
"The gods are really going to revive in this era?"
Namilia asked in disbelief.
The disbelief is fake.
What really made him frown was that Milt told him this.
You must know that although I am the reincarnation of the Endless Traveler, I have also encountered many beings of extremely high status along the way.
Things like "truth" and "gods" are often involved.
And the "Palace" mentioned by Tang Guozhong - a secret organization founded by six incomplete and reincarnated gods.
But, for ninety-nine percent of the people in the dark world.
Gods are just like Brother Scar and Miao Luoying believe, they are great, high-status, and unreachable legends.
This is secrecy, real secrecy.
Namilia felt that there might be a mutual attraction between the same kind, which involved her own fate.
Seeing Namilia being a little silent, Milt thought he was frightened by the news, so he said:
"Don't worry, the gods have disappeared for a whole century. The resurrection of the fallen is just a sign. It is possible, but the difficulty of this matter is as difficult as climbing to the sky."
Namilia came back to her senses and nodded: "I heard that some gods will reincarnate and walk in the world."
Milt was slightly surprised. This young man had quite a lot of knowledge.
However, if he is really a high-level member of Desolate, or even a family disciple in Desolate Temple, it would not be unusual to know this.
"It's a legend that a god reincarnates, walks the human world, and takes the same path as a god again, but I think he may exist, but that's not important."
Milt smiled slightly and said: "The reincarnation of a god is not a potato. You can encounter it wherever you go. Just because he exists does not mean that we will encounter it. There is nothing to be afraid of. The probability that the person in front of you is the reincarnation of a god is higher than what I am telling you now. The chances of you and me being an angel are even lower."
Namilia nodded seriously.
You're right.
"So, are you sure you can deal with that old man? My friend is still in the funeral parlor."
"Okay, I have figured out his abilities, but there will be someone above him."
Milt nodded, squatted down, and drew a simple magic circle on the ground with branches.
Namilia looked at it and could only understand that there was a desolate divine emblem on it.
Regarding formation science, he cannot say that he knows nothing about it, he can only say that he has no understanding at all.
Then, Milt patted the core of the formation and said, "I notified the nearby Desolation Walkers and we can wait for support."
"how long it takes?"
"I don't know, maybe a day, maybe a week." Milt said: "In order to purify the world of artificial intelligence, it is worth waiting. This is the process."
"I can't wait any longer."
Namilia frowned slightly. There was no news from Tang Guozhong yet. He now doubted whether Tang Guozhong had been hit.
By the way, Tang Guozhong almost killed himself.
However, he also took Tang Guozhong on an adventure.
Tang Guozhong
He followed without hesitation.
Milt looked at Namilia: "So, do you want to go on an adventure now?"
Namilia showed off the incomplete rabbit ears headdress in her hand.
"I don't understand the resurrection of the fallen, but I know that my friend is in danger. She may be contaminated or even die at any time now."
Namilia noticed that Milt had a smile on his lips.
Um?
"This shows that your friend has been artificially interfered with."
"You're right."
"Then, I can't just sit back and watch."
Um? ? ?
The next moment, Milt's figure disappeared from the spot, leaving only pieces of colorful paper scraps flying.
Namilia was slightly startled,
Does this person really want to go?
Although he didn't know what a Wilderness Walker was, it sounded pretty powerful.
Moreover, this man was slapped many times by himself.
Maybe, he is also holding a fire.
So, the previous formation was just for a process?
The next moment, Namilia's eyes spread out with light blue light.
His figure also disappeared from the place.
