I seem to be an evil god

Stepping into the cemetery of the combatants, Liu Dao once again saw the familiar scenery. Tombstones carved with achievements were erected on the ground. Each tombstone recorded one colorful battle after another.

This cemetery is like a history book recording achievements. The martyrs of the Demon Hunter Guild have engraved their strength with blood and death. The enemies who can climb on the tombstone are at least powerful monsters that can defeat hundreds of people, and those who can enter the tomb of the combatants. The demon hunters in the garden will have no less than 10 achievements recorded on their tombstones.

The reason why this cemetery is the treasure of the necromancer is also for this reason. After the resurrection of the undead, all memories and past combat experiences will be lost. Only the fighting instincts engraved deep in the body and soul will remain. These bodies A superb demon hunter who has gone through hundreds of battles and killed countless enemies, his resurrected strength is at least three times stronger than those of the same level.

Liu Dao walked on the bluestone road in leather-soled boots, slowly admiring the achievements recorded on the stone tablets. He only knew a small part of the monsters recorded on the tombstones, but this did not prevent him from appreciating the power of the demon hunter during his life.

Rich knowledge, good skills, often dealing with people, calm and cautious when facing the enemy, and ready to accept death when fighting is needed. The characteristics of the demon hunter reminded Liu Dao of the agents in his previous life. He felt that every demon hunter was born A good spy.

However, appreciation is appreciation, and Liu Daoyai gave many orders. As he spiraled towards the center of the cemetery, the tombstones on the periphery gradually began to tremble, and the ground under the tombstones suddenly resounded with a dull echo, as if his heart was recovering. beat.

The warrior cemetery is generally a volute structure. The closer you go to the center of the cemetery, the more amazing the achievements recorded on the tombstones are. Although I don’t know the strength of the monsters recorded, the astonishing number is enough to make Liu Dao look at him with admiration. .

Drop after drop of blood spilled, Liu Dao's face looked a little pale, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. He could feel that one after another new lives were joining his army, and these new soldiers were no less than of professionals.

The Fighters Cemetery is both big and small. After walking along the swirling brick path for half an hour, Liu Dao finally saw the scene he had dreamed of again. Thirteen tombstones of different shapes were erected in the cemetery. At the very center, each tombstone records a name that cannot be ignored.

Boxer, Blood Knight, Sky Soarer, Magic Medicine Master... one name after another represents legends from generation to generation. These were either the presidents of the Demon Hunting Guild or elders who had lived in seclusion for a long time. Each of them was burdened with There are countless secrets, but they also inherit the unyielding will of the Demon Hunter Guild.

Liu Dao sighed softly. The memories of these powerful men are both treasures and troubles. With his current methods and personality charm, it is impossible to control these determined masters of demon hunters. Instead, they may be defeated by these masters. Bring the anti-Volunteer Guild.

Therefore, there is only one feasible method, and that is to clean the memory through normalization, so that the opponent can maintain a mechanical biological will.

Just do it, Vivian controlled the water flow to lift the coffin, and broken energy rays rose up one after another. Each ray of light represented a master, and the different colors of the rays represented the fields they were good at.

The coffin used to bury the master is simple in style. The orange coffin is engraved with a complex symbol, which is a balled dragon-shaped pattern. At the junction of the dragon's mouth and the dragon's tail, a long bow tilted at 45 degrees is carved. .

This long-gong pattern occupies a very small place in the entire heraldry, but Liu Dao saw it at first glance. This long bow seemed to have a strange attraction. The carving method and technique were obviously simple, but the gorgeous dragon The shape and pattern cannot cover up its brilliance.

Symbol of the goddess of the hunt.

Liu Dao's mind sank slightly. The word "god" was too far away for him, but the magic of this long bow pattern already showed how terrifying the opponent was.

Most of the mental spells directly reverse the thinking of the caster and directly shatter the common sense in their memory. It is like engraving a law in the mind that stipulates that all straight lines seen are curved, which will make the caster The artist recognizes the straight line he sees as a curve, and all thoughts confirm this recognition.

The method to break this spell is also very simple. As long as you realize the irrationality of your thinking, the spell's effect will be lifted quickly.

Take straight lines and curves as an example. When the subject gives up the perception of the eyes, determines the existence of a straight line through touch or other methods, and then opens his eyes to recognize it, once there is an error between the two perceptions, the mind spell will be destroy.

The long bow of the Hunting Goddess is different. Liu Dao can clearly realize that the carving of the long bow pattern is very rough and the lines are not beautiful. It does not even take three swords to carve this figure.

But Liu Dao was attracted by it. He could rationally analyze that the pattern was not beautiful and unattractive, but he would still stare at it unconsciously when his eyes scanned it.

This puts you in a strange circle. You clearly know that something is fake, but all your thinking, sixth sense, and seventh sense are telling you that this thing is real. In the end, you will still believe that this thing is real. This It is a distortion that neither theory nor data can change.

Liu Dao calmed down. Although the hunting goddess was scary, a emblem was not enough to make him flinch. The old Viscount and Passer opened the coffin lid. Lying in the tanned leather was a bright-looking middle-aged man with smooth skin and a peaceful expression. It seems that he is still alive or has died not long ago, but the time is clearly recorded on the tombstone. 40 years have passed, and this powerful master is still sleeping in the cemetery as before.

Liu Dao bit his finger in joy, and the red blood droplets disappeared into the other person's forehead. After about three seconds, Liu Dao controlled the other person to turn into blood droplets and return them to his eyes.

Some experience in close combat suddenly appeared, and Liu Dao gained a new understanding of his joints and muscles, and mastered some small techniques for explosive power.

The experience feedback from blood-modified creatures is another gain for Liu Dao. Vivian has given him a lot of summoning knowledge before, and today is the second time he has received a gift from a strong person.

Do only masters provide insights?

Liu Dao was a little confused. He felt that this function should not be limited to master level and above. There was definitely something he had not discovered yet.

Liu Dao thought in his heart, his hands kept moving, and the other twelve masters were transformed by him one by one, and all kinds of combat knowledge poured into his mind.

By the time Liu Dao returned to the gate of the Fighter Cemetery, he still had not finished digesting the knowledge. The sudden increase in the amount of calculations made his brain a little confused, and his perception of foreign objects was reduced to a minimum.

In the distant Dragon Frog Swamp, a group of powerful figures were running quickly. The leader was a tall and burly middle-aged man. Under the standard windbreaker, there was a heavy arm shining with metal light.