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"You still enjoy being surrounded by people so much."

Sharpshooter Alma looked at the great mentor Ripper who was standing in front of everyone, quietly waiting for the end time to come and the poisonous circle shrunk to the head.

"Shut up." Ripper said coldly.

At this time, the gunshots could no longer be heard in the entire battle situation, and only a group of people could be seen playing with the black mist's wall-penetrating ability because they were too bored.

The way they raced with black fog below still made Ripper want to pull out the shotgun several times and collapse them.

That's not how holy black mist is used!

"They also like the power given to them by the Creator, although it is based on your ability... You should go to the Creator to ask how your power can be expanded."

Alma ignored his unhappiness and continued talking in a teasing tone.

"No need." The Great Mentor of the Hidden Court would not use his power to do such frivolous things.

"Others in the Legion may need it."

Although Alma, the sharpshooter, has a heart for Alai, the mistress of the legion.

But I also know that the current dilemma that the Black Mist Legion is facing may not be as simple as the exhaustion of energy, but also that many members of the Legion are on the verge of collapsing into shadow beasts.

Qiu Ren is a rare dreamer who dares to establish a contract with the Lord of Nightmare, and Qiu Ren has enough resources, the PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds battlefield is a good "predatory ground".

It seems that this great mentor has collected a lot of emotional streams that can be provided to him as supplies in this round.

This emotional flow not only comes from the ordinary contestants in the battle, but also from the audience outside the battle watching the live broadcast.

Choo-in's stated decision to make him a symbol is slowly coming to fruition.

"His creations are too weak to bear the rage of those monsters at all." The Great Teacher of the Hidden Court still did not recognize Qiu Ren's intentions.

But suddenly... a murderous aura so thick that the Great Teacher and Alma almost suffocated permeated the entire battle situation.

Ordinary contestants who are still playing black atomization may not feel it.

But the great mentors Ripper and Alma, as powerful nightmare consciousness, can seem to perceive the changes of this nightmare copy for the first time.

In the next second, there was a loud 'Annihilation! ’ reverberated throughout the battle.

Only then did the contestants who were singing and dancing to celebrate the victory realize the danger and stopped their movements.

"Did you feel it?"

The sharp gun Alma pulled the weapon in his hand to the bolt, and the joking teasing just now finally became more serious.

"This kind of killing intent...what the hell did that guy create?"

The moment the Great Instructor of the Hidden Court also heard the word 'annihilation', a trace of fear surged in his heart, and at the same time, the anger and murderous desire suppressed in his body were almost torn out directly.

If these negative emotions are really pulled out and run wild, then he may completely lose control and alienate into a shadow beast...

This is the posture of the legion member and the Nightmare Lord after he ran away, a monster that completely lost its mind and devoured the surrounding life consciousness.

"I don't know, but you can go and see."

Alma sensed the location where the killing intent just came out, it was located in a certain building behind the broadcasting tower.

That should be the weakest part of the entire nightmare dungeon she was looking for.

"..."

The great instructor, Ripper, took one last look at the bewildered contestants below, and then followed Alma in silence.

The building behind the radio tower was a small shop. Alma raised the rifle in her hand, aimed at the corner of the shop and pulled the trigger.

The moment the bullet hit the ground of the store, the 'model' on the ground was shattered, revealing the endless dark space under the model.

"found it."

When Alma was about to further smash the boundary of this nightmare copy, the sound of a bullet being loaded sounded behind her.

"Lady Alma don't go any further."

Although Xiao Zhou didn't know what happened, it was very likely that these Nightmare Lord level figures were invading.

Logically speaking, there is no way to stop him with his ability, but as a dreamer, he must stand up at this time.

"Don't... come in the way."

Ripper also aimed the shotgun in his hand at Xiao Zhou, and they were one step away from seeing the mistress again, so it would be no problem to kill Xiao Zhou directly here.

At the moment when the tense atmosphere between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out, a wooden door suddenly appeared in front of the sharpshooter Alma. It seemed that the owner of this nightmare dungeon was actively inviting them to enter.

"We just want to talk to the dream maker of this nightmare."

Alma said, pushed open the wooden door and walked in directly. Xiao Zhou wanted to catch up but was disturbed by the black mist overflowing from the great teacher.

When he opened his eyes again, the nightmare masters of the two legions had disappeared in place, along with the wooden door.

…………

Qiu Ren felt that he was still too negligent, and the aura of the character he constructed would be perceived by the other party.

If they wanted to see Qiu Ren and their mistress Alai so much, Qiu Ren still decided to give them this chance.

Directly and temporarily shifted the place of conversation with Shanlei and Falcon Woman to the core of Tapir's Nightmare dungeon.

The scene is still the manor built in Qiu Ren's core dream, but the time here is late at night.

"Welcome both of you."

Qiu Ren's welcome did not get a friendly response from the Great Mentor of the Hidden Court. He asked the same question the first time he saw Qiu Ren's conscious body.

"Where is she!"

"Are you referring to her? Don't worry, she's fine here."

As Qiu Ren spoke, he guided Alai's consciousness projection entity into Tapir's core dreamland. The first time he saw his mistress, the great teacher wanted to take it back by force.

But before he could take out his weapon, Alai ran over with surprise after seeing the figure of Alma the sharpshooter, and then jumped into the arms of the old woman.

Alai looks like the granddaughter of this old lady. Alma embraces the mistress of the legion. Although it is only Alai's consciousness projection, she can still perceive the other party's health status by touching the projection.

Judging from all aspects of perception, Alai's current physical condition is very healthy.

"Hand over her true self."

What the great teacher wanted was not a simple avatar, but Ripper's threatening tone didn't last long, and he felt an uncontrollable sense of weakness welling up in himself.

This feeling of weakness also emptied all the repressed anger and killing intent in his body.

A large amount of black mist overflowing from Ripper's body began to gather in Qiu Ren's palm, and gradually condensed into a pitch-black crystal.

Of course Qiu Ren was unable to extract the power of these two nightmare masters, this ability was bestowed by Alai.

"I said that she lived very safely here, but she was a little short on food supplies, but your presence was of great help."

Alai ran back to Qiu Ren after rubbing the sharp gun Alma, and began to nibble on the pitch-black crystals that Qiu Ren collected from the great teacher.

"The pollution on Alai's body has been deepening, even if she is taken away by you, I am afraid it will not be relieved, so you have two choices now, one is to stay here completely with your mistress, and watch her being taken away. The shadow beast has eroded to the point of losing itself, and the second is to sign a contract with me and become one of the contracted main heroes in the theater, I will build new abilities for you, and then absorb the emotional flow from the participants in the theater to feed your mistress."

The Great Teacher of the Hidden Court originally wanted to say, 'I don't need your ability to build', but behind Qiu Ren, the killing intent that was so strong that he almost suffocated overflowed again, and there was also a handle that was slowly suffocating. A throbbing greatsword.

The erosion suffered by the members of the Black Mist Legion is actually the same as that of Falcon Woman and Shanlei, so they also need a channel to vent. The great mentor of the Hidden Court is as concerned about Qiu Ren's behind-the-scenes as Shanlei. What exactly is the shadow.

and…

"The character you've created...you can't handle it."

Ripper sensed the character that Qiuren planned to build at a glance. Qiuren alone would not be able to control it, and even with Shanlei might not be able to control it.

"In addition to the soldiers under your command, other members of the Black Mist Legion may be able to. This is a good way to absorb power and control yourself. Don't want to... try it?"

What Qiu Ren said made the great mentor Ripper fully understand the plan and conspiracy of the dreamer. What Qiu Ren wanted was not only him and Alma to be loyal to him, but also the entire Black Mist Legion to become his character. source of strength.

"Do you think we'll accept it so easily?"

The great mentor Ripper felt that Alma was a little moved, but the others in the Black Mist Legion were not so easy to convince.

"So the two of you need to set an example first, and...bring this power back to the legion. I think there will always be people who want to use this power to vent their bloodlust, right?"

While speaking, Qiu Ren saw a slowly beating heart in his hand. This heart is the source or seed of the character that Shanlei wants.

No matter how much Shanlei asked himself to play that role, Qiu Ren would not dare to let him take on the source of power for this role alone. If a bunch of members of the Black Mist Legion were added as a source of power, it might be possible to disperse this role well. Negative effects and erosion.

"..." Ripper took the beating heart from Qiu Ren's hand, and in the next second, countless images appeared in his mind.

It was like an ominous figure leaping into the sky, holding a huge sword and completely defeating the entire army.

"This power, this character's name... what is it?"

Ripper isn't too keen on the gore and frenzy of the role, but he has to admit that there are people in the Legion who... would want to play the role.

Compared to being devoured by negative forces and alienated into a shadow beast without self-awareness, it seems to be a better choice to incarnate as this ancient warrior and vent out the killing intent and violent emotions in his body.

"Darkborn Sword Demon Aatrox." Qiu Ren said a name that was incompatible with a superhero.