I’m Really Not Faye

The 73rd floor of the abyss.

The God Killer Ma Yuan stared coldly at the distant boundary, motionless like a stone monument that had experienced thousands of years of wind and frost.

"You seem to have maintained this action beyond the limit." The black shadow next to him sneered.

"No." Ma Yuan shook his head, his expression still as calm as Yuan Yue.

But Sombra showed a trace of disappointment, "I originally had high hopes for this apprentice who strayed into the abyss, but now it seems that he may still be unable to break through."

"It's too long?" Sombra continued. "The dream godhead possessed by the ancestor of the demi-god lich is too powerful, and it can easily sink people into the world. The most core part of the eternal altar can be even more powerful. The gods all pulled into the water."

Even though he was once a god, he couldn't help expressing deep emotion, "Even though I was in the heyday, I only dared to touch this existence in a dream."

A demigod lich famous for his "dreamland", but the outside world only dared to touch the opponent's tyrannical Realm—the dreamland. There was an indescribable sense of irony.

But as the top powerhouses, Ma Yuan and the Dark Shadow Gods both knew a deeper point.

That is the dream state or at least the dream state controlled by oneself, but once you fall into the dream state after contacting the other party in reality, it is completely the other party's dream state.

"So I didn't expect that you would let such a promising successor trespass into that restricted area?" Soi Ying smiled, "The three of you had reached the other side of the world before."

"You got the Godkiller weapon and became a famous Godkiller."

"Okus also got the secret beyond immortality and became the famous immortal king. He also has the ability to drag gods into the water."

"And this demigod lich is the same as you, but exposed the most. It was guessed that it was a dream ability. In the end, he demarcated himself as a prison and stayed here for many years. I did not expect how generous you would be and think of yourself well. The heir chooses cupped hands."

Hearing such irony of a former god, Ma Yuan was still unmoved.

He seems to have been transformed into a reef that has remained unchanged for thousands of years on the sea level, just so resistant to wind and rain.

In other words, only he could understand that if Lynch only gained his power, he would become the second "Ma Yuan" at best, and he would definitely not be able to break through the converged destiny.

After a long time, he said, "Do you know the scariest thing about the other party's dream?"

The black shadow couldn't help suffocating, and he was silent for a short moment before answering.

"The horror lies in the blurring of truth and falsehood."

"Illusion Art can become reality, and reality can become Illusion Art. This is the most terrifying place in this demigod lich’s dream Realm. If someone fantasizes about becoming a god in that dreamland, as long as the dreamland really has enough energy supply , Then it is really possible to become a god!"

The black shadow is full of envy from the heart. As the god of the knowledge system, saying that one thousand ways and ten thousand are weak in actual combat ability. If he had this kind of dream back then, he could perfectly make up for his shortcomings. There is today's prison disaster.

"So the rest depends on whether this kid Lynch can react."

Soot could not help but sneer, "It's not that I am deliberately discouraged, but the other party's dream. From the beginning, there is no possibility of cracking it. I can't say that the kid is still in the simplest "Samsara life". Rika, the memories of three or four lives casually are enough to kill a person without temper."

"Now, replace it with the target you pushed. This demi-god lich didn't toss about twenty or thirty reincarnations of Samsara first, I don't believe it anymore."

Listening to Sombra's rare and decisive words, God Killer Ma Yuan couldn't help but smile.

"Based on what I know about this former companion, I can tell you that it is definitely hundreds of times. Even I know that this will definitely be the life of a necromancer."

Hearing this, the black shadow stroked his forehead with empathy.

"Oh my God! What a terrible torture this must be?"

"The same life with the theme of a Necromancer, with the memory of Samsara EMI, so the brain can't be exploded? Just four or five generations will have to be numb, right?"

Soon, Sombra gave up the detection of the far border, "So, that kid might still be playing in the mud in the first life."

Ma Yuan did not answer any more.

In other words, he has already felt that the eternal altar in the distance has been opened again.

What you can get from it depends on how big Lynch's appetite is?

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Lynch in the altar was in a trance. After he understood the ins and outs, he quickly saw that the castle in front of him turned into mud and sand in an instant. Even if he lost the supporting power, the whole skeleton immediately loosened and split into one place. sand.

The "Patron saint of the place" behind him was also silent, returning to silence.

Lynch raised his eyebrows.

The most terrifying trap in time is designed by myself, and it is completely against all the weaknesses in human nature!

It's like Lynch playing chess for himself!

What he saw was essentially his own imagination.

In other words, the series of spells that just saw the altar are essentially the deep subconsciousness of Lynch's mind, where the tomb where he had been born is imagined.

He made it clear that he would use an army of undead and countless magic traps to arm him.

Lynch sighed.

Officially committed crimes.

Soon, the falling sand seemed to have a hole below, and it continued to sink itself, and the gravel continued to evaporate and roll. Wait until the interval margin is almost six or seven minutes—

All the sand disappeared, leaving a pool of sparkling light.

This is probably the eternal altar that the patron saint said, which can reflect all his inner desires.

However, Lynch took a deep breath, and then walked forward with great confidence. In an instant, Lynch lowered his head and looked at himself in the lake.

He doesn't want anything fancy.

He will have shining power.

In fact, before being harvested by various false futures trading platforms, most of them follow the risk instinct to invest a small amount of money.

But often, scammers are more proficient in human nature, they will get a huge return on this small sum of money, and even be able to withdraw cash.

But once the sweetness is tasted, many people will relax their inner cautiousness and begin to try to invest heavily.

At this time, the scammers will reveal their faces, become experts and bet against sellers, and even pull various curves at will, create slippage and transaction delay, and easily wipe out all of a person's wealth.

Lynch wasn't sure whether his current pool had this characteristic.

but no matter.

If you want to fish, you have to be willing to put bait.

To catch a big fish, you must also know how to hit the nest first.

Lynch closed his eyes instantly--

He wants the blessing of a spell!

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