Crimson Blood Coffin

The elders around him trembled a little. Evil species are always a disaster wherever they go. Should we curb them as soon as possible before they have fully grown up?

"Wait a minute, the beholder Hall is also a human being with evil. Maybe his descendants will only embody this special idea and not beyond their own control." Laval's inner worry is actually no greater than theirs. Although he is much weaker, he still has a greater sense of greed for the talent displayed by You Ge. It would be a pity to give up like this.

wait,

Laval and others also calmed down a little, but everything in front of them still made their slightly comforted hearts overturned again.

Bursting out from the surrounding madness, countless malice turned into black color and polluted all madness. Pieces of crazy artists, pieces of crazy artworks, everything entangled here also appeared this black malicious rendering. .

Until the entire space was completely darkened, the melody of the old carols originally floating in the air began to sneak into it unknowingly. As a member of its subordinate forces, Fakeyu previously only appeared in the reflection of the deep divers in the endless space of panic and chanting. However, when Fakeyu was recognized by his father, he was given the title of god candidate. After changing his identity, the reflected image of this place also quietly changed.

The figure belonging to Fakeyu has already appeared in the front row, close to Father God, with more practical and supreme authority.

With such a slight control over the carols of the past, Fakeyu can so quietly control the other party to add the creative special effects inside to his own world~

Forcibly change the entire world and make it undergo even more wonderful changes!

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Suddenly, a dull laughter began to emanate from the other world,

Dull, trance, diffuse,

It was like a man with a lisp speaking in a cave, and it started to sound from all directions in the world.

"How about it, my world is pretty good! Maybe he should add some more wonderful things~" It was Fakeyu's voice. It was not difficult to identify, and there was still some hint of spearheading in this voice.

"Adding something more fantastic?"

As the elders and others who heard these words did not know what Fakeyu was talking about, even You Ge did not understand what Fakeyu was talking about. This sudden thought made everyone a little confused.

"Don't you think this place smells like a dream?"

Fakeyu's words became even more psychedelic, and several elders who were unable to contain their thoughts at first couldn't help but nod their heads. A sense of recognition emerged. They saw many things here that they had never dared to imagine. Looking at those The ideas of crazy artists have indeed inspired them countless times.

And in the midst of Fakeyu's unexplained words, a familiar smell quietly appeared in the surroundings. It was the special alien smell on Fakeyu's body, that sense of repulsion, that sense of nausea, which appeared in the surroundings. After a moment, the two elders suddenly no longer had this strange feeling.

"This is the smell of dreams, isn't it?"

Fakeyu asked again, and the two elders nodded. During a burst of unpretentious walking, they suddenly surpassed the other people around them and passed Elder Laval: "The smell of dreams~"

"It's delicious food."

"It's money."

A complete change occurred before the eyes of these two people. They approached step by step. After walking out of the stands, they completely entered this malicious and crazy world rendered in black.

"Yes~yes~that's what you want."

A huge, black, Fakeyou figure appeared next to the two people, caressing their confused heads, and opened an endless mouth high above them, swallowing them up completely in an instant.

Fakeyu's shadow smashed his mouth, swallowing up these two young men was nothing to him. The only thing he thought about now was to give his art world a new name~

How could such a great art not have a more relevant name?

A crazy artist full of malice, a true desire that condenses countless evil thoughts, communicates with the empty dreams deep in the hearts of living beings, and turns everything into the real world.

So. What should we call such a great art world?

Fakeyu walked out of the malicious madness, and slowly walked onto the high stand supported by countless works of art. There were less than five elders left here, and they were in a state of fear. All stood behind Laval and stared at Fakyu.

"Master Fake, are you okay?", urging from behind, Elder Laval had no choice but to hesitate for a few times and finally asked.

Fakiyu, who was focused on thinking, was circling the obsidian stone table in the stands, changing directions back and forth, completely ignoring Laval's intention.

"What's it called?", muttering to himself, pacing left and right.

"Master Fake?" was another question, but compared to before, Laval and others still heard Fakeyou's murmur, which also made them sure that this master had not lost himself and indulged in malice.

"Great Elder Laval, Lord Fake?"

The elder behind him had doubts, but at this moment, before he could finish speaking, Fakeyou shouted,

"Yes, yes~ It has to be artistic and iconic, hahahaha! Why didn't I think of that? It must be incomprehensible and make people feel the false sense of grandeur~" Fakeyou turned around Looking over, his eyes were fixed directly on the elder who had just spoken.

Searing, focused, locked,

Fakiyu's gaze caused everyone around him to instantly deviate from the elder. Even Laval had a feeling that something bad was about to happen.

"Lord Fafa Ke?"

"Hehe! That's enough, the world of Egobawa, hahahahaha! Weird, crazy, crazy!" Fakeyu's mouth opened wide, and even more inexplicable words came out of his mouth, which made the tight The elders of the gill people who were watching closely were even more puzzled.

At this time, the other elders who were focusing on Fakeyu's words took the other person's words into their hearts.

"The world of Egbawa? Egbawa?"

It was like a sense of identity, with the same effect as the old carols. After these people whispered the name of this world, the whole person felt this world in their own spirits as if they were dreaming. alternative presentation.

Countless artistic inspirations, countless fresh creations, and countless wonderful pleasures that they had never experienced before all came to their hearts. Of course, it was not just that. In this dream, they discovered three familiar figures from behind, who were their former colleagues. , the three elders of the gill people who are lost here,

They swim here, creating freely among madness and art,

Completely release yourself!