Crimson Blood Coffin

Ten Kings City, Nightmare Altar, Altar Floor 1.

"Master Fake, where do you plan to start?" Grand Elder Laval was sorting out the protective biochemical mechanical device installed and made by the Migo tribe in the center of the altar. When he saw the sudden appearance of Fake, he quickly put down what he was doing. .

start?

Before Fakyu left, he actually asked Laval and Migotese about one thing. They had been planning such a huge plan for so long. What kind of nightmare city do they want?

"powerful!"

"special!"

The two people had different theories, but they also had no detailed ideas or plans for the Nightmare City.

If there is anything more practical, it is that in the entire plan for the Nightmare City, the alternative identity that comes from the humanoid alien race outside the nightmare altar space now will bring the entire area surrounded by Migo's dark realm. This is what they consider to be a nightmare city.

It's just that in this environment, with the changes, this environment is considered to be the most suitable and suitable by default, and it is an instinctive plan to face the next changes!

Simple, straightforward and without any contradiction.

But Fakeyu didn't hope so. Just like the world of Egobawa, he was already dissatisfied with such a crazy world that was limited to ordinary existence after just a brief contact.

Although he has the assistance of the old carols, the power that does not belong to him does not belong to him after all!

So under the unified design of the three of them, they decided on a new plan, a simple modification of the nightmare space!

But there is no problem with Migo Taser. The entire space is not as good as the colonial Xingxiang in the dark space. As long as Fakeyu wants, he will basically satisfy the other party.

At this time, Laval basically had no other ideas under the leadership of Migotese. As long as Fakeyou didn't treat him as cannon fodder, there would be no problem.

"The dark realm does not need to completely surround the periphery. Hehe, both art and nightmares need to be appreciated by others. Without an audience, how sad it would be~"

Fakeyu started his own creative one-man show, facing a city that allowed him to fully realize his talent and constantly conform to the changes in his inner thoughts. It will become the greatest city of art.

A great city of art not only gathers art, but also brings art to others and endless madness! ! !

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Fakyou started laughing wildly and uncontrollably. This feeling made him fall into an unextricable self-emotion.

"We are going to bring it! Yes! Bring it! Bring madness to countless worlds, bring them art, and bring nightmares! A place that has become a terrifying nightmare for countless creatures, a nightmare that everyone is afraid of in the endless void City!"

Fakyu wants to bring Nightmare City to the Marvel world, which is a little different from the pretty good Egobawa world. This world will be an exhibition hall of his personal crazy art, which he uses to collect and appreciate. Apart from the You clan, he doesn't want to share this place with too many people now.

Then the important task of screening and taking action to help him gather crazy art needs to be handed over to others. For example, Laval's plan, Nightmare City, just meets this demand!

"Laval, the complete Nightmare City requires more than just a temporary theft. The battle between the Royal City and the Dead City cannot be ended at will. What we need most is to build a perfect foundation for this great art. It can support our plan! It can also support our measures to steal the "Old Scenery of the Deserted City" in the future without being discovered and to evade safely~"

Fakiyu's plan for the nightmare city began to flow out bit by bit in his heart, and he was completely submerged in his own imagination bit by bit!

"Yes~ We also need a marker~ We also need a mark. This is something from Nightmare City. It is the artistic anti-counterfeiting mark of Nightmare City~ Hahahahaha~ Yes~"

“There is also a great art sculpture that is crazy and irresistible, so that everyone will be impressed by it after coming here~”

"Migotese, I need those words~ Hahahaha, it's enough to drive humans crazy, and there are endless alien words that they can't understand~ Just seeing them can make them go crazy under the catalysis of curiosity."

Migo Taser shook the synapses on the top of his head and agreed with a buzzing sound.

The words collected by the Migo tribe, hey, can be engraved on the entire activity area of ​​​​the demihuman race.

"Lord Fake, but what should we do?"

No matter what, Ralph still didn't have any actual ideas to start. It would be good to have the plan that was originally planned to be completed in advance and be able to accept the idea without running counter to it.

"First of all, let this city be built," LaVar said. He had already thought of it. If a city has not been built, then it is nothing!

"The outer corridor area, hahahaha~ The efficiency of the cavemen is too low. They don't have any artistic skills and only know how to build step by step!"

Speaking of artistic talent, after the Gray King talked about him once, he had already undergone a slight change. Apart from human artistic concepts, the first thing he came into contact with was the artistic understanding of the Eight-Eyed Rat Man! As the most intuitive embodiment of the art of the Eight-Eyed Rat Man, Epidemic Mountain City was the beginning of his understanding of inhuman art!

And here, this urgently needed corridor area was what he needed to use the efficiency and artistry of the Rat Man to accomplish quickly.

"30,000 eight-eyed ratmen. When the plague mountain city was built, there were only 50,000 or 60,000 ratmen. Now a small area can be completely completed in one day by borrowing 30,000 from Arnold~"

"Migoteser, is the reserve of original god ore enough~"

"Lord Fak, the core reserve is enough. As long as it is successfully activated, the nightmare city will not need the reserve of original god ore!"

In the core area of ​​the city construction, if there are too many original god ores and the fluctuation is violent, let alone wanting to activate according to the plan, maybe the creatures inside will be destroyed by the energy fluctuations of these ores.

"Okay~ Let the brain cylinders be ready at the key position~ Our labor will be here soon~"

Fakyu laughed awkwardly, with some bad taste for Laval to know his details immediately, and also a crazy catharsis for the existence of this group of people who have no idea what kind of relationship network is behind him.

After walking out of the nightmare altar, there were waves of shaking in front of him, and after the vision received a sudden clear illusion, everything became clearer than the nightmare space!

A trance feeling of being in a dream without being drunk.

"Let's go~ Which direction are the cave dwellers!"

Appearing in the subhuman city, the surroundings were quiet. It was night, and there was basically no one except the nocturnal subhuman races who were quietly wandering around.

After Fakuyu's inquiry, Laval pointed directly to a location, which was the location of the deep-sea fishman slaves who were assigned and managed the cave dwellers.

Waves appeared under his feet, and Fakuyu seemed to appear on a sea. The ups and downs of the waves under his feet directly brought him and Laval's figures to the place pointed by the other party.