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Chapter 1193 1191. Hey, who doesn't have a cool transformation word these days?

The Midnight Mother is condensing entities in the material world, but the impact of a god entering the world has already appeared at the moment when the sun and the moon turned over.

Ms. Rose kindly explained to the little players that [night, darkness, blood and related lower-level laws are changing], just like when Old Su hit the material world from the subspace, it triggered a terrible winter storm, and the aftermath of that storm is still affecting the Kavhoka Plain and nearby areas.

The power of the gods comes from the embodiment of the rules. In their respective priesthoods, it represents the influence of a certain power that can be materialized when it reaches its extreme. Obviously, the domain represented by the Midnight Mother who is moving her body in front of her and the blood-colored streamer wrapped around her body is "midnight" and "blood".

Well, two very narrow destinies!

It can basically only be used to restrain midnight creatures such as vampires. After all, the Midnight Mother is currently just a god, with power but no priesthood.

But it is precisely because of the narrow direction of power that the Midnight Mother is quite proficient in her own field of expertise. This can be confirmed by the fact that it appeared in the Castilla Forest but could affect the vampires of the whole world.

This is a good thing for other races, which means that the influence of the Midnight Mother on them will be minimized. However, it is an absolute bad thing for vampires.

When the body of the Midnight Mother, which is completely composed of twisted vampire remains, unfolded in the scarlet storm, all vampires including Maxim and Adele were forced to undergo several mental tests.

The Monster General and Shadow Baroness of Transia were able to persist in the mental storm because they had the blood of Murphy flowing in their bodies, which made them more resistant to the infection of chaos. In comparison, the situation of other vampires still on the battlefield was very bad.

Even the golden strongman like the Se Se leader was shaky when he looked directly at the evil spirit.

She was dragged back by Ms. Raven, who had revived as a spirit. Raven was still slapping Yvette in the face to keep her awake. However, the man with all the five poisons in his mind, Mr. Sese, was now hugging his long-dead Raven and talking nonsense.

This was obviously caused by the invasion of the mind by the evil illusion of the Midnight Mistress.

"Send them up!"

Tris, flapping her dragon-like wings, was shrouded in a layer of omega energy. The Blood Heart hanging on her chest protected her, allowing Tris to use a large-scale teleportation technique to send all the vampires on the battlefield to the Origin Pioneer, which was climbing at this time. However, when she looked back, she could see that the Dead Fang vampires who were being annihilated by the Hell Divers were flying towards the Midnight Mistress in a "baby swallow throwing herself into the arms" posture.

Those crazy alien species screamed the names of the gods, as if they were crazy and wanted to return to the origin of their bloodline.

The Midnight Mistress accepted all who came. The scarlet aura that was like a "blood river" wrapped around her body opened its arms to these guys, allowing any vampire that approached it to "melt" in the blood light.

When Tris looked at the blood river, even with the protection of the Omega power contained in the Blood Heart, she still had an uncontrollable spiritual tide in her heart.

The Midnight Mistress's "fusion" request echoed in Tris's heart like a bell at this moment, making her actually want to fly over and merge into the warm sea of ​​blood for a few moments.

"Pah"

A slap hit her face hard, and Tris relied on this pain to wake herself up.

She cast a teleportation spell again to send Maxim, who was carrying Leonnia and was flying hard, to the sky. When she was about to cast a spell, she suddenly flashed in the air and appeared again more than ten yards away. Where she originally stood, a voice that was very familiar to Tris was standing there with a rapier in hand.

This sneak attack was more like "saying hello" than to hurt.

When the latter raised his head, his overly pale face showed a gentle and expectant expression. Luna looked at Tris holding the Raven Star Staff in front of her. Holding the Death Fang Rapier and wearing the Blood Eagle ceremonial dress, she bent down and performed a complicated but precise vampire etiquette.

"Source" whispered:

"Welcome to this sacred moment, mother.

I have fulfilled your wish and created this step to godhood for you. Respond, just respond to the call, and the supreme throne will be born for you.

Look at it!

Look at this crying Midnight Mistress!

It's like a baby, longing for the guidance and nurturing of its mother.

Just as you have given me hope and a future, you can also lead it to survive in the dangerous subspace and live better. I firmly believe this."

"Luna."

Tracey waved the Raven Star Staff to summon six raven spirits shaped by the Fire of Creation to surround herself. She stared at the Dusk Leader and her adopted daughter in front of her, and said in a hoarse voice:

"You can definitely say the words hidden in your heart. You think this evil god is the child born from the spiritual fusion between you and me, right? You are really sick."

"Well, you still said it."

Faced with Tris's sarcasm, Luna showed a shy smile.

She reached out and brushed her hair, revealing her slightly pointed ears, and said:

"Please forgive the little taboo in my heart, but I just want to give you the best gift that can be given to a vampire in this cruel world. I know you want it. After all, you taught me, even now You are so weak, but I can still hear the ambition screaming in your heart.

She was buried by you, but she still looks forward to resurrection like ashes longing for rekindling! "

"Don't you ask me if I want it before you give it to me?"

Tris said coldly:

"Do you know how much trouble your misbehavior has caused me?"

"I know!

I enjoy this battle of wits and courage with you, it's like going back to the good old days, an era when there was no sorrow, no parting, no pain and death, and no annoying Murphy, when you only belonged to me. , I only belong to your era.

It’s a pity that we can’t go back to the past.”

Luna answered and turned around quickly.

In the lightning-like swing of the stabbing sword, she chopped down the dark star arrows shot from behind. In the flickering of the scattered starlight, she swung the sharp blade to create a flowing blood wave behind her. She looked at the person who jumped down after herself. General Philosil and Tris surrounded her, she said:

"Both of my 'mothers' are here. It's really a unique family gathering. Unfortunately, today among the three of us women, one is destined to achieve success, one will be sad, and one will die. Well, or two will die."

Luna raised her rapier in front of her eyes, with the other hand behind her back, like a standard duelist and swordsman, and with the rhythm of the sword flying out of the sharp blade in her hand, she said:

"The guests have arrived, let's let the farewell blood feast begin! Let Murphy's screams accompany our dance of death until we reach the final outcome!"

"boom"

The flying flaming raven smashed into Luna's feet with a fierce attitude, splashing with scorching fire and filling the battlefield. Tris, who was holding the star staff, cast spells and shouted at the same time:

"Impolite boy! You should call him 'Father'!"

——

In the eyes of other races, the Midnight Goddess is just a group of bloody giants whose face cannot be seen directly. However, in the eyes of Murphy and the vampires at this time, the image of the Midnight Mistress has become clearer and more distorted than before.

The limbs and segments on its body composed of the remains of members of the Blood Vulture Clan have completed the "symbiosis". The bodies of the dead are no longer visible, leaving only the blood-colored eyes on the pale white bones. Each eyeball represents With a "returning" vampire.

When the eyes all over the monster's body kept opening and closing, the distortion and ferocity that went straight into his heart made Murphy feel uncomfortable all over.

The three wings on its back were also made entirely of bones, and they didn't look like they could fly, but the cries of millions of vampires still flowed into Murphy's consciousness like a mental shock in the flapping of the bone wings.

The extreme malice was filtered out by the Omega program operating at full strength, leaving only the simplest prayers and cries.

"No! Help us!"

"Please Murphy, please give us relief."

That is the prayer of many individuals in the body of the Midnight Mother, and represents the inhuman treatment they suffered after gathering into the body of the Midnight Mother.

Sarokdar used forbidden knowledge to complete the sacrifice of the god's creation. Naturally, this method, which seems to be evil at first glance, can not be expected to create something "beautiful".

However, this guy is growing.

Murphy could feel that the Midnight Matron in front of him was far from being fully grown. Perhaps the ugly distortion at this time was just a temporary "baby stage", just like the story of the ugly duckling. Eventually, the thing in front of him would grow into a A midnight blood god with both mystery and majesty, he has become as perfect a figure as a god sung in mythology.

Of course, the premise is that it cannot continue to butterfly swim in the chaotic cesspool of subspace. That dregs environment is obviously harmful to the growth of the infancy of the gods.

"Are you wondering why you have tried your best to set off a spiritual storm to attack me, but you still can't make me bow to you on a spiritual level like other Midnight Familia?"

Murphy looked at the evil creature in front of him and said in a joking tone:

"Don't doubt your influence on vampires because of this. My ugly lord, you can't influence me purely because you are too weak."

Amidst the fearful buzz of necessary evil, Murphy waved his hand to disperse the layer of pale light surrounding himself, canceling the protection of the Omega program and leaving himself exposed in a defenseless posture. Into the spiritual storm set off by the Midnight Mistress.

This is simply suicidal behavior.

However, despite the chaotic roar of the Midnight Mistress, Murphy still showed no sign of degeneration, and even his eyes did not have the cloudiness of a damaged mind.

"When I faced the shadow of chaos with my flesh and blood eyes and my mind was not shaken, I knew that I had obtained the most powerful power to deal with you subspace bastards."

The vampire lord stared at the bright [Chaos Immunity] talent on the translucent character card in front of him. He moved his shoulders to prepare for battle and said:

"The fact is that your chaos purity is too low!

You and the guy who summoned you have missed the best stage to kill me. This trap prepared for 'Murphy' was obsolete the moment it was formed. After all, it is Murphy you are going to bury, who is related to me, Lord Pluto. What's the relationship?

You see, it's not just you who are making progress, time is also generous to me, and it's not just Dusk that is sending people from the warp, I also have my own friends on that never-ending battlefield.

I have been preparing for this meeting since we parted ways last time, and I have learned a lot of new tricks.

Want to see it? "

In response to this, the Midnight Mistress responded quite directly.

Since the mental storm that can affect vampires is useless to Murphy, and since it is impossible to lure the chosen one of creation into depravity, then use the supreme power to crush him! How can a mere silver-level life stop its powerful attack that is infinitely close to the realm of the gods?

"Clang"

The skeleton claw wrapped in the blood river light was raised, and nearly a thousand blood-colored pupils on the claw flickered, applying the constraints of various spiritual energies related to midnight, and then smashing towards Murphy like a giant hammer with the power to smash the world.

This posture is very much like playing the game of whack-a-mole.

And as we all know, whack-a-mole always makes people's blood pressure soar.

"Boom"

The fall of the giant claw made the entire Elf King's Court "jump".

The terrifying collapse The attack of the evil spirit spread in all directions. The impact ring AOE brought by the pure power pulled all the lives within nearly a thousand yards into the illusion of the blood river, suffering both physically and psychologically.

The players of the Silver Moon Group were screaming. They could not react at all. They could only watch in despair as their health bars were reduced to a dangerous level in a few moments with a terrifying posture of blood loss by percentage. However, neither Lady Shui nor Brother Huozi could cast a spell to heal.

When the evil spirit appeared, other psychic energies on the battlefield had been completely squeezed out to form a "forbidden magic zone" where only midnight psychic energies could be released. It was a complete transformation of the battle environment with great power, but because the enemy's numerical value was too outrageous, this brutal suppression could not be cracked at all.

Even if the ingenuity was used to achieve a great result with a little effort, Then your strength must be at least 400 grams, and the opponent's strength cannot exceed 1,000 pounds, right?

The current comparison between the player's strength and the midnight evil is much more exaggerated than this metaphor.

In the center of the midnight crush, right where Murphy stood, both bricks and stones and existing things had been annihilated into powder, but in the crushing area with an explosive concentration of chaos, the hammer that should have been a sure thing was in vain.

When the Midnight Mistress roared and raised her giant claws for the second time, the onlookers around cheered.

Lord Murphy held on!

The evil god failed to kill him with one blow!

As we all know, the important rule of this kind of CG animation is "smoke but no damage"!

And if one blow fails to kill instantly, there is a high probability that a shocking reversal will come.

This is not to save the situation in front of the desperate players with a gorgeous second-stage transformation. In the midst of danger, complete the finale and turn the tide that Mr. Murphy likes the most?

Hey!

You are the main NPC!

Stand up! ! !

Amid the cheers and shouts of Xiao Weiming, in the background of the bloody giant claws falling, in the dust flying and shattering everything, the blood-red wings belonging to Mr. Murphy spread out, raising a strong wind to blow away and call for the arrival of the cold and grand power, making the sky light that has already become midnight sway and tremble at this moment.

In this case, it would be a waste of this classic scene design if there is no cool and exaggerated transformation words. As we all know, Mr. Murphy never disappoints the little players who have expectations of him.

So

"I will shape, I have judged, I will join hands with death, hold up the scorching sun, bear the weight of the thousand-year-old sea, and help the shadow of the universe devour the world. "

Murphy's loud voice with a hint of emotion resounded throughout the battlefield.

As his blood-colored wings flapped, he rose from the ground holding the Necessary Evil and the Long Night Guard, facing the giant claws of the Midnight Mistress, letting the blood river wind blow his long hair flying, and a cold moonlight that pierced the contract descended from the sky, piercing through the three realms and covering the body of the vampire lord.

The dark cold moon appeared in the sky, just like the spotlight on the stage covering Murphy, and also became a domain isolation, causing the giant claws to roar and retreat, and return empty-handed!

"I want to soar, I should rise, I spread my wings at midnight, fly over despair, carry the broken past and walk, and live towards death where the light is born! "

The second sentence was announced.

The divine descent from Hades, the king of the underworld, covered Murphy, and surrounded him with dark armor. Just like the glimpse he got when he met that adult that day, he shaped the majestic and solemn dark dragon armor to complete the underworld's armament.

And the huge illusion of the king of the underworld descended on this broken land in a physical form, blowing up the howling cold wind and making the withered ones roar.

But it's still not over.

"I see that all living beings are suffering, I hear the chaos, I cut the creeping shadows with the sins of the world, and cut off the echoes of the abyss with the face of the long night. The battle is here! The gods listen and grant this, listen to my command! Reverse the eternal night and go back to the dawn! "

"Buzz buzz buzz"

At Murphy's call, all the gods who had crossed paths with him generously poured out their divine power at this moment. The streams of light scattered like arrows of light that shattered the eternal night, and nailed it to the ground amid the roar of the Midnight Mistress. It was like a prison of light that trapped the evil god to death, completely cutting off its way back to the subspace.

The octagonal cage is complete.

Only one person can leave in a big stride!

And Murphy believes that the lucky person will never be anyone other than himself.

Murphy, who achieved the "incarnation of Hades", spread his wings and cast his shadow deeper than the dead night on the night of the Midnight Mistress and the reflection of the blood river. He gently swung the double blades in his hands, tearing the space and releasing the power of the collision law. A blood-colored armor mask covered the handsome face.

But only he and the Midnight Mistress could hear the final announcement.

"Ah, look at this beautiful sin, listen to the weak wailing. He must be proud and satisfied to see this scene. Facts have proved that He has a good eye, so. Shout, roar, and then die.

Everything is dedicated to. The Midnight King!"