"Are there any demigods in the world?"
"The chief mage mentioned a few months ago that a demigod was born among the players.
However, due to personality interference, it is impossible to predict accurately and can only know the approximate direction. Now there are demigods appearing in the dusk plain. Two demigods appeared in a short time?
I don't think so. I'm afraid it was the player demigod who came outside the Twilight Plains and happened to encounter the people worshiped by the Funk family and hunted down the prophet.
After all, some players are nosy. ”
"Nosy demigod, this is not good news."
".There are not many players around the Dusk Plain, and those who come from the direction predicted by the Chief Mage can narrow the range.
With a little filtering, you should be able to pinpoint the exact target.
Although there is no way to kill or bring down the demigod, by understanding its whereabouts with more specific information, you can often be prepared in advance. ”
This room, located at the core of the royal capital and representing the highest authority in the entire kingdom, fell into silence.
After a while, there was a long sigh, full of solemnity and helplessness.
Encountered a group of people that would not die in the true sense. This group was huge in number and included many geniuses. Elites and masters appeared one after another.
That’s all.
Because you will not die, as long as you break through the master one day, you will always be a master, and if you break through the legend one day, you will always be a legend.
If you become an enemy and die together with a professional of the same level in one day, one person can kill 365 people of the same level in a year.
Can be compared to a master or a legend.
But can the entire kingdom give birth to a legend in a year?
Even the appearance of one such character is a source of chaos, and there are countless such characters.
Millions of notes.
How can he, a ruler, not be miserable? How not to worry?
Although the strength of these players did not pose a threat to him, he did not dare to offend them.
Otherwise, it will be the disaster of annihilation.
But he also understands that as the ruler of the entire kingdom, even if he does nothing but helps and supports players every day, he will still be hostile to players in the end.
This is directly caused by the mismatch between the player group's strength and the resources and status they obtain.
One or two players may not do this, but as a collective this is inevitable and no one can stop it.
So if you still can’t find a way to deal with players.
There was a ruthless look in this man's eyes.
Then he really wants to wet it!
The worst case scenario was to massacre and loot the royal capital, abandon the entire kingdom and run away.
If you can't stay in the material world, go to the outer plane. If you can't stay in the outer plane, go to the inner plane. If you can't stay in this material world, go to several other material worlds.
If you have strength and money, where can you stay?
Players can attack cities and lands faster than he can run!
Thinking of this, the man sighed slightly again.
But who would be willing to abandon such a huge foundation and flee to a foreign land unless they were desperate?
Thinking of this, he asked aloud.
"How is the progress of Chief's research on players?"
"Based on the previous information in the hands of the fugitive mage, some progress has been made."
There has been some progress, but no specific results have been stated, that is, no progress has been made yet.
The man waved his hand.
"Tell me as soon as there is any progress."
"Yes."
After the others left, the most majestic man in the entire kingdom quietly entered the treasury and came out with a handful of rings in his hand and kicked them into his pocket.
Immediately, he changed all the triggering equipment and scrolls on his body into defense and space displacement spells, and changed the end point of the ultra-long-distance space displacement spell from the royal capital to another coordinate that only he knew.
After completing all this, he began to secretly dispose of some assets to ensure that he could make money as quickly as possible anytime and anywhere.
At the same time, a palm-long black iron token was placed on the table that was easily accessible, with a series of numbers vaguely written in small seals on it.
Time passed by minute by second, and just like that, the major forces in the royal capital found that there was no sound from the palace, as if nothing happened, and directly ignored the war fortress that had become an empty city.
This kind of attitude that seemed to know something made them think deeply and make their hair stand on end.
Suddenly, no one dared to mention the words "Fink family", and the nobles living around them also completed the move as quickly as possible, as if running for their lives.
After a while, the entire area around the Funk Family Manor was evacuated. No one was even passing by, and the place became a complete void.
There is no movement in this area except for the various activated magic circles in the fortress that are operating at low power and making certain sounds and fluctuations.
Not long after, rumors spread rapidly that this area was a dangerous place with great ominousness and indescribable things.
Except for some overestimating little thieves who tried to get something from the exterminated Funk family, no one dared to get close.
And when these little thieves were killed by the Funk family's automatically operating defense and attack arrays, and their bodies were scattered and blood flowed out of the fortress, it added a little more credibility to this rumor.
But only those who really know the details know that this is much more terrifying than any ghost or legend.
And for the fat man who has been in the capital
"What the hell? There was a demigod prophet behind that idiot?!!"
The fat man was stunned and didn't believe it at all, but suddenly he took out the five-layer brass ball in his hand, and now he knew the name.
This is called the Star Trail.
Its permanent giant version can be compared to a mage's mage tower, which only legendary prophets have the ability and financial resources to create.
And this obviously more advanced and more powerful Star Trail.
"It seems that this idiot's inheritance is indeed left behind, and it seems that it is not impossible for a demigod to pass down a diviner's sacred object like the Star Trail."
Drop after drop of sweat poured out from his forehead, dripping down drop by drop.
Now I was sweating profusely.
The more I thought about it, the more likely it was. My calves became weak and started to shake. I pressed my right leg with my hand. When the right leg stopped shaking, the left leg began to shake.
I pressed my left leg with my hand, and my right leg began to shake again.
Holding his legs with both hands, the fat man's chin trembled slightly.
"Crack!"
The fat man suddenly slapped himself.
"Meow me, how dare you, I.I."
The fat man didn't even know where he was going.
How can I run?
Facing a prophet in the realm of demigods, where can you run?
Especially since I stole his sacred objects and destroyed his inheritance place.
With such a big connection, how can it be run away?
He ran to the ends of the earth and was chased back every minute.
Even if you hide in heaven and hell, you will be found out.
He has nothing that can withstand the predictions of the demigod-level prophet.
This. This.
Even if it offends the demigods in other fields, it’s okay, but I want to offend those in the prophet field and steal their inherited sacred objects
"How dare I!" The fat man slapped himself hard again, and then lay on the ground dejectedly.
This time he really felt a little weak and felt that death was imminent.
He had even guessed what he would do after being caught.
He even felt that maybe committing suicide decisively now is the best way, but
He was unwilling to do so.
The fat man gritted his teeth. Although he was facing an irresistible demigod, he still wanted to struggle. Even if it had no effect, he still wanted to let the demigod test his strength.
racking his brains to think of ways to break the situation and ways to survive.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Fatty's mind, and his eyes lit up as he recalled when Fang Bai taught him how to condense fantasy space.
"Yes, yes, Fang Bai, once the fantasy space is cohesive and materialized into a small world, there may still be a gap in strength.
But the personality must be an out-and-out divine personality. As long as you have the divine personality, you can resist the words from the demigod prophet.
This way I have a chance to survive! ”
The fat man became excited immediately. He ignored that the tunnel leading to the Archers Association's treasure house had already been dug halfway, and fled directly to the Dusk Plain.
He vaguely remembered that Fang Bai seemed to have said before that he was going to Dusk Plain, and if anything happened, he could go and find him.
Although he didn't know exactly where Fang Bai was in the Dusk Plain, it wasn't a big problem. He had a simple magic circle that could contact Fang Bai.
You only need to use this simple magic circle to send a message to Fang Bai within a certain range, and wait for the reply before confirming.
The fat man hurried on, faster than ever.
On the dusk plain side, the factory hidden in the projection has started working again.
The power of dusk inside the Dusk Plain has calmed down, and each part has been put into it to absorb the power of dusk and take shape completely.
Fang Bai gathers the meaning of Dusk Titan, and the parts gather the power of Dusk. They are responsible for each other. Everything is in order and the spiritual text is progressing.
On the periphery of this area, excited players one after another came to the white-clothed fortune teller to predict their marriage.
Every time the prophet in white took the initiative to predict treasures and opportunities, he was rejected by others. In desperation, he could only predict the marriage of one person after another with dull eyes and a mechanical cycle.
After the public outcry was raised, more and more applications were sent to Fang Bai, and some people even came to ask Fang Bai if he had ever taken the test.
It even includes Fang Bai’s mother.
Fang Bai couldn't help but fell silent.
He wanted to test it, but this prophet in white had to dare.
He wouldn't dare to take the test again if he was given ten lives.
And even if Fang Bai allowed it, it was impossible for him to detect Fang Bai's personality.
After saying it several times, with the trembling expression of the white-clothed prophet, Mother Fang asked several times before leaving in frustration.
Fang Bai breathed a sigh of relief.
The prophet in white breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Fang Bai suddenly received a message.
"The fat man is coming?"
Fang Bai was slightly confused, but he didn't think much and sent the coordinates directly.
The fat man who got the coordinates rushed out of the Dusk Plain as quickly as possible and came directly to Fang Bai's side.
As soon as he came over, he saw a huge sea of magma.
As soon as he came over, he saw a huge sea of magma.
This magma sea is huge, extremely hot, and the power of the elements in it is extremely violent. It is a dangerous place, and even the fat man feels the slightest bit of danger.
Looking at the magma sea, the fat man felt slightly uneasy, but then he restrained himself and rushed directly towards the coordinates given to him by Fang Bai.
The coordinates Fang Bai gave him were empty, but the moment he flew to the coordinates, huge heavy cannons appeared in front of him, and densely packed players also came into view.
Only then did the fat man realize that this area was hidden by the illusion. He couldn't help but sigh at the reality of the illusion. He didn't notice anything strange.
In fact, this large projection array cluster is connected to computing units.
The huge computing power of the computing unit is used to calculate the environment in real time and then project it.
The entire projection is completely dynamic. Even if a gust of wind from the outside blows into the projection area, the grass on that part of the projection will shake a few times under the huge induction array and computing power unit.
Even if someone invests a stone from outside, it will still exist, and the scene of grass being crushed by the stone will still be displayed.
Coupled with the magic circle to deal with mental power, this illusion is almost perfect without entering.
And with enough computing power resources invested, this degree of reality can continue to rise.
If there is no upper limit on computing power, it can even project a truly perfect image, exactly the same as the original, ensuring that no one can see the difference, it is perfect.
However, the demand for computing power is too great, and the price/performance ratio is not high. Unlike now, it is enough.
At least legends are easily fooled.
The fat man sighed and then looked forward. The densely packed players seemed to be clustered together, which made him quite confused.
"Hey, what are you doing? Is Fang Bai in there?"
When Fatty thought it was Fang Bai, he didn't use his mental power to scan.
This was very rude, especially when facing Fang Bai, so he walked over and relied on his body skills to squeeze forward until he got to the very back. Then he opened his eyes and saw the person clearly.
"?!!!!"
It was like a bolt from the blue. The fat man's eyes suddenly widened. Countless thoughts appeared in his mind, and countless speculations came into being.
The last guess came to mind.
Fang Bai was working here in the Dusk Plain. At this time, he met the resurrected demigod and was finally caught.
Then he took the initiative to ask where Fang Bai was, and Fang Bai told him directly.
Gan Gan Gan Gan!
The prophet in white looked at the fat man and was slightly startled, but he was not surprised at all.
After all, he had known for a long time that Fang Bai and Fatty were quite familiar with each other, so it was normal for Fatty to come.
The next moment, he saw the fat man turn around and run away, running wildly without any hesitation.
But as soon as he reached the edge of the projection, Fatty noticed a black shadow that instantly enlarged in front of him.
"Bang!"
The fat man bumped into this man, as if he had hit a steel plate. The other person remained motionless, and the fat man fell to the ground.
When the fat man opened his eyes, he saw Fang Bai looking at the fat man in confusion.
"Fat man, why did you run away as soon as you arrived?
I will eat one of you. ”
The fat man was out of breath when he heard the words, but the voice rang in Fang Bai's mind.
"Fang Bai, demigod, there are demigods! There was a legendary earl family in the royal capital that was directly wiped out by the prophet demigod from the Twilight Plains!!" (End of Chapter)