Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

As if he didn't see that Lake was about to die, Imaclada said expressionlessly and indifferently: "This is his own choice."

"Even though I really don't want him to die, it's not up to me at the moment."

She seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with her. She seemed like a robot, speaking directly and without any concealment of ruthless words.

"Now, you can decide whether he lives or lives, but I need a guarantee." Wu Heng liked this kind of straightforwardness.

"I see!"

When Imaclada heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then a small fluorescent green flame suddenly ignited in the center of her pupils.

This flame gradually expanded.

Her pupils were like plastic material caught in the fire, rapidly deforming, shrinking, and then completely melting.

It was replaced by green flames that filled his eyes.

The skin all over her body, starting from her neck, gradually showed patches of corpse-green color that only the dead would have. Her pale face, which was originally expressionless, wrinkled slightly.

Sure enough, women are all visual creatures. Even a female ghost cannot bear to become so ugly.

The flames in Imaclada's eyes swayed out of her eyes and floated to the edge of the 'venomous snake cage'. She said:

"Since my death, I have refused to enter hell."

"So in order to protect my soul, I used necromancy to refine my soul core into this soul fire. It is my lifeblood."

"To control it is to control my life."

Wu Heng looked at the flames in front of him. He had used the 'Seven Evil Reincarnations' to turn into black smoke, and he could feel it.

This green flame is somewhat similar to the black mist. It is indeed her core lifeline, and the power it contains is not strong. There is no hidden hand, and at most it is equivalent to the power of a grenade explosion.

This woman really understood what he meant. She was not weak. Without sufficient control and protection, Wu Heng would never let go of her restraints easily.

Not even if it means killing her.

She also knew this, so she didn't pull each other at all and directly handed over her fatal weakness.

"good!"

"I like to make friends with smart people." Wu Heng controlled a "church domain" to wrap the soul fire of Imachrada and took him out of the cage.

There is another sentence in his heart: The premise is that there are smart people under his control.

In history, there are not many ministers who were killed by ordinary emperors just because they were beyond their control.

Most smart people are relatively calm. If they are too smart, they will know better about the trade-offs between interests. When there are trade-offs, there will be betrayal.

Wu Heng swept his thoughts away,

He used the power of nightmare to lock Green Flame into his own dream cage, and set up thirty layers of dream barriers.

If need be, he can destroy it with a single thought,

Even if Leviathan comes, it cannot forcibly keep this green flame without Wu Heng's consent.

The green flames in the cage disappeared,

Imaclada snorted, as if she had been traumatized. Circles of stubble formed in her eye sockets, and then formed into eyeballs. The green patches on her body also quickly disappeared.

His original pale complexion has been restored. Although he still looks cold, at least it is much stronger than that zombie state.

She turned to look at Lake, then looked back at Wu Heng, her meaning was obvious.

"Okay, stop!" Wu Heng said softly.

The moment he saw the sheep-headed demon, he was almost beating Lake like a ping-pong ball. At this time, Lake's muscles were like a leaky sack.

If it weren’t for the extremely firm will to lick the dog,

He probably fell down long ago and became a corpse.

After hearing this, the goat-headed demon stopped without interest, turned back to the "Salvation Church", and came to Wu Heng's side.

Reike was still trying to pounce on him inside the shrine.

The ossuary blessed by him has been completely torn apart, and he has fallen into the demon level because of it. He cannot even break through the blocked area of ​​the church where the hole in the wall is, let alone enter the church.

It was like a wild beast caught in a trap, roaring and scratching.

Imacrada saw Lake's miserable state, and after hearing Wu Heng's words, she stretched out her pale right hand, and the solvent fluctuated. Lake, whose soul she had enslaved, was instantly controlled by her.

"RIP, Rake!"

As soon as the unwavering words fell, Reike instantly felt a burst of relief from his spirit. The twisted pain that had been tormenting him all the time in his body disappeared in an instant.

Consciousness fell into a blur.

The twist-like muscle strips all over the body also collapsed piece by piece, and the whirlwind turbine on the back collapsed inwards, turning into an angular iron heart and falling to the ground, with the arteries still pulsing.

With a move of her right hand, her heart flew back into her hand.

"My lord, this is the core of Lake." Imaclada handed the heart to Wu Heng.

"Keep it for yourself."

Wu Heng glanced at it and then refused. The nature of this heart is similar to the upgraded version of the curser's heart.

The reason why he refused was

First, Lake's strength is limited, and the ossuary that can be blessed is obviously a one-time burst item;

Second, this kind of dog-licking personality is comparable to a crazy cultist. He is not afraid of death at all. Even if he holds the opponent's lifeline and threatens the opponent with his life, it is useless.

It would be better to leave it to Imaclada's control and let Lake be a 'slave within a slave'.

"This kid is not afraid of death, which is good. I have only eaten three times in my life with people of this kind of character. The meat was both sour and hard."

The goat-headed demon gave an unknown compliment.

Wu Heng glanced at it with a smile, and it immediately closed its mouth. Wu Heng then turned to Immaculate and said:

"How many times have you used your inherited "Cutting" talent? "

"twice"

“The “Material Loot” and “Physique” were cropped separately. "Imaclada replied truthfully.

"Oh?!" Wu Heng didn't expect that she only used it twice to reach this level of strength.

There’s nothing to say about ‘Physique’. Imaclada already has strength, but ‘Material Predation’ seems to be very strong.

In fact, it is equivalent to the "absorption" ability of the curser.

in this world,

However, any soul that enters Leviathan Hell and is marked will be transformed by the rules of hell and become a curser in Leviathan Hell. The number of cursers exceeds tens of millions.

Not to mention the curse disciples, even those who have been transformed by monks, such as "defective" hell monks like Lake, are even more numerous.

but,

There are only a handful of people who can reach the level of hell monks.

Most of the limits are Lake's level.

What Imaclada sacrificed his two sisters and fought so hard for was the chance to stand on the same level as the cursers without his own soul being controlled by the Lord of Hell.

If she was willing to be controlled by Leviathan, there would be no need for this method.

This is why Wu Heng believes that she is indeed amazingly talented.

After all, after Wu Heng was transformed into a curser, he could escape to other worlds, and then use other means to change himself and cleanse the curser mark of Leviathan Hell.

But not Imaclada;

She is trapped in this world, and once she is contaminated, her 'freedom' is destined to come to an end.

Perhaps this was also the reason why she no longer resisted when she was caught.

Because in his heart, he had probably been prepared to be controlled for a long time. Compared to the Lord of Hell, being controlled by Wu Heng would give him a chance to escape.

As for loyalty?

Even Wu Heng didn't expect this. Who would like to be a slave to others, as long as they behave cooperatively.

In this plot world, the fate of 90% of the creatures will be controlled.

As for the remaining 10%, most of them are simply too trashy to be eye-catching.

There are only a handful of people who have some strength but have never been enslaved.

"If I want to use the remaining two "cuts", I must communicate with the soul fire. "Imaclada explained when he saw Wu Heng thinking.

Its purpose is to tell Wu Heng,

He didn't have to worry about her secretly using "tailoring" to gain some incredible talent, and then something beyond Wu Heng's control would happen.

"It's okay, I just want to ask."

"To be honest, it was purely by chance that I met you on this trip. My real purpose was to enter the Garden of Eden." Wu Heng said.

"Garden of Eden?!"

When Imaclada heard these three words, she immediately knew why Wu Heng came to her. Naturally, it was because she was the creator of the "Jacket of Ecstasy".

And Wu Heng can come to her, which means that he also knows that she is the creator,

There is no written record of this incident, and the memories of ordinary fantasy people have been deleted.

Secret information that only clan members know.

Being able to understand this news naturally means that Wu Heng already knows everything, including where the jacket is!

"I know, but now I have lost my strong ambition and desire, and I can no longer use "desire" to make new jackets. "

"So we must go to the village of Liwa on the edge of Ruqahari, first get the Ye.Me family's jacket, and then go deep into the desert of death called the 'Blank Mirror' in the center of Ruqahari."

"Go over the big sand dune and you can see the 'barrier'."

Wu Heng nodded with satisfaction. The information Imaclada said was completely consistent with the memory he saw in Weiya's husband's mind, and was more detailed.

At least in the memory of Wea's husband, there is only the relevant location and no name of the village.

It seems,

If Imacrada really wanted to destroy the Phantom Tribe, it would be very simple. He could just drive out the wolves and devour the tigers, and clear out the Phantom Tribe in Liwa Village first. Then Uriel would naturally wipe out the entire Phantom Tribe.

But she never did.

But these have nothing to do with him, and he doesn't want to interfere with these chores.

"Okay, let's go to Liwa Village first." Wu Heng decided.

For the three of them, no matter where they were going, there was no need to prepare too much. They turned around and went out together.

at this time,

It actually started to snow lightly on the streets of Kimeno County outside the church.

"These snowflakes." The goat-headed demon picked up a piece with his paw, licked it with his long black tongue, tasted it, smacked his lips and said, "It's a bit strange, unnatural."

Wu Heng looked at the falling snow and frowned. After exploring it with his nightmare power, he said:

"Snow is normal, but weather is not."

"Something has disturbed the weather in this area. I don't know what kind of monster it is, but it has nothing to do with us."

After Wu Heng finished speaking, he turned into black smoke and rose into the sky, followed closely by the two people behind him.

As they headed back to the Shrine of the Dead, Lake passed by the Mackinac Passage site between the two islands.

I found that it was originally just a frozen river,

In just one hour, nearly one meter of snow accumulated.

The snowflakes above the river can no longer be called "snow", they are simply "falling snow"!

But there are still many people stopping along the coast.

Workers, the elderly, children, reporters, drivers, and all kinds of unrelated people crowded on the shore to observe the abnormal weather.

One of them was a middle-aged man with glasses wearing a thick suit and a blue sweater.

Standing at the front of the crowd, with his back to the Mackinac Ice and Snow Waterway, he was explaining to everyone:

"Look at this snowflake. People generally believe that the shapes of snowflakes are randomly formed."

"But according to the "fractal principle", this statement is still open to question. "

At this time, the snow along the coast suddenly fell heavier!

The middle-aged man with glasses didn't care about the weather at all. He drew a triangle on the snow with his feet and continued: "Everyone, please look at this equilateral triangle. It has three equal sides."

"If we add an angle in the center of each side, we get a dodecagon."

"So suppose we also add a corner in the center of each side of this new shape and repeat the process, and we will end up with a snowflake."

“Given that the ‘fractal theory’ can help us reorganize those ‘randomly formed’ figures in a certain orderly manner. "

“Some ‘experts’ who specialize in the field of irregular graphics hope to use this theory to explore the possibility of ‘order’ in ‘chaos’!”

When the middle-aged man with glasses said this,

The heavy snow has completely covered everyone's clothes and hats, and the snow under their feet has covered everyone's calves in a moment.

Some children in the crowd who are shorter and in poor physical condition,

They had been completely frozen on the snow and turned into upright corpses. Their faces still maintained innocent curiosity, like lifelike ice sculptures.

But the middle-aged man's speech did not stop. The child's body was reflected in his glasses, without causing any emotional fluctuations.

"Compared to talking about it on paper, I prefer to practice it!"

“Only by turning theory into reality and giving life to words can we create new things.”

"So I need everyone's cooperation and participation to perfect this experiment that is dedicated to improving the chaotic human body shape and making the appearance of the human body more 'regular' and more 'orderly'."

When the middle-aged man with glasses said this, his tone suddenly became cold. He stretched out the fingers of his right hand, pointed at the sky, and roared:

"Now, winter has arrived!"

"It's time to experiment!"

As the middle-aged man with glasses finished speaking, the speed of the snowflakes falling over the river suddenly increased. The dense snowflakes were like a waterfall pouring down from space.

The river channel bears this substantial impact force,

There was a "booming" sound.