Rules-based ghost talk game

As soon as he finished speaking, a hand suddenly appeared from the coffin.

A slender palm with slender fingers covered with white down and light yellow oil.

The hand grabbed the coffin and exerted force suddenly.

The people among them sat up.

A man wearing dark green divine robes, his eyes tightly closed and his face expressionless.

His ears seemed to have shrunk, only half the size of normal people, and there were some wrinkles.

On the top of his head, there was a slight bulge of white fur.

In the center of the man's robe, Namilia saw an oval pattern, a pattern composed of triangles and ovals, with spreading lines, looking wild and solemn.

When he was in the soft capital, he was taught by Brother Scar and learned the teachings of the Dark Night Cult, which also included some knowledge of other churches.

Among them are the basic concepts and icons of the Church of Desolation in Funun and the Church of Order in Alter.

The icon of the Church of Order is a judgment-like sword and shield.

The icons on the man's divine robe clearly came from desolation.

However, in the classics of the Church of Night, the God of Desolation once shared day and night with Night.

One of the passages reads: "Daytime belongs to desolation, night belongs to darkness. Dawn and dusk belong to order."

But this is the talk of the night.

It seems that desolation itself does not think so.

Judging from Tang Guozhong's words, it seems that the entire world should be barren.

etc!

Namilia was slightly startled, feeling that he was off topic.

Damn it, it's hard for me to think effectively under this inexplicable pollution.

Once I start thinking about something, I will go in the wrong direction. If I hadn't protected my spiritual defense in time to prevent the pollution from spreading further, I might have already thought about the war and relationship between desolation and night.

This is obviously inappropriate now!

Tang Guozhong remained silent. He looked at the man sitting up in the coffin and wondered what he was thinking.

This can't help but make Namilia a little worried. Without the blessing of strange power, has Tang Guozhong been contaminated?

What kind of pollution is this!

Suddenly, Namilia thought of something.

Almost subconsciously, relying only on a thought, he made white, yellow, and red ink appear on his face.

Clown, liberate!

He has entered a state of clown liberation, and his senses and kinetic energy will reach the limits of the human body. At the same time, his emotions will also fall into clown madness.

This is a very "let go" state.

Liberate nature.

Namilia has already experienced the liberation of clowns many times. His more profound artificiality, the so-called liberation of clowns, is by no means as simple as "liberating nature".

It's more like awakening another self in your heart.

This is not a dual personality like Chen Sheng, nor is it a second soul.

These two selves are both ourselves.

It's very close to schizophrenia, but different.

Just like when you are alone at home, you will be very presumptuous, lying on the bed wearing big pants and scrolling through your mobile phone in an imageless manner.

But when you meet a beautiful girl outside, you will dress very handsomely and say in a deep voice: "Madam, I am not a casual person."

These two selves are both ourselves, but can you say this is schizophrenia? No.

At this moment, Namilia knew that she could not think deeper, so she simply started the clown liberation.

Temporarily seal up the contaminated self and allow yourself in another state to emerge.

"ha..."

Namilia's voice suddenly became sharp, and the corners of his mouth raised crazily, reaching as far as the base of his ears.

Even his eyes turned into squinting eyes with a smile.

"I said, old man, I don't like hearing what you are saying. What do you mean by desolation and depravity? It is obvious that degenerate people hope to be purified by desolation!"

Namilia's voice had a mocking tone, and her figure suddenly shot towards Daniel!

Daniel was slightly startled, but calmed down in an instant. He suddenly dodged to one side, and at the same time, his withered palm pinched the heart of a villager in the vertical coffin beside him.

With a handful, he took out the heart.

The heart was pure black, like lungs that were excessively polluted by nicotine.

Then, Daniel took a bite of the heart.

Namilia's figure that had just landed suddenly trembled.

Then, he let out a painful cry and tightly covered his left chest.

My heart hurts violently, as if someone had taken a bite out of me!

"It actually got rid of pollution...This is not a desolate means."

Daniel's eyes turned slightly dark, and he walked towards Chen An, his voice old and gentle: "You are not a deserted person, then who are you?"

Daniel's voice had a strange tone, not mocking, but more like... a coaxing tone to a child.

"I...I am...I am..."

Namilia fell to her knees and screamed in pain, her voice was hollow, as if she was trying her best to resist.

"It doesn't matter, just say it. You don't need to think, because your thinking is destined to be meaningless."

Daniel was always barefoot, and when he walked up to Namilia, his figure seemed to become majestic at this moment.

"Some people are not born smart enough. No matter how hard they try, they can't achieve their goals. They are very pitiful, but this is fate. If you can't resist, then enjoy it.

Okay, kid, don't think about anything, just answer my question and that's it.

What does it matter if you are a fool?"

Daniel stopped, lowered his head kindly, and looked at Namilia.

"Now, child, please tell me, who are you?"

Namilia's body was trembling, but as he heard Daniel's words, his body began to calm down. He knelt on the ground, raised his head, and his eyes were confused and gradually became hollow.

His voice trembled, and he looked at Daniel, his lips moving.

"I...I am...

I am...

yes...

Your dad!"

Namilia's figure suddenly rose up at this moment!

He punched Daniel on the chin, causing Daniel's body to fall backwards, blood oozing from his withered lips.

Namilia didn't give Daniel a chance to breathe. He smiled ferociously at the corner of his mouth again, with sharp eyes, and rushed towards Daniel who had just landed, punching Daniel in the face one after another.

"You're trying to tell a madman that you're stupid?

Are you so crazy?

who I am?

I am your father!

Also, why do you feel that...a madman is afraid of pain?"

The corners of Namilia's mouth kept rising, and his tone was sarcastic and arrogant.

Again, it is true that he is a lunatic after being liberated by the Joker, but this does not mean that he has no wisdom. On the contrary, compared to the normal state, Namilia will be a little more cautious. Namilia in this state

, are more inclined to risk their lives after determining the risk.

So, he acted in a play.

Let your fist teach this old man a lesson.

"Are you still talking about fate with me?"

Namilia retreated suddenly, shrugged disdainfully, and pointed at Daniel, whose face was covered in blood on the ground.

A white dove suddenly emerged from the air and flew towards Daniel!

The next moment, the white dove exploded and turned into countless candy confetti in the air. Each confetti landed on Daniel and exploded!

"Fuck your fucking bullshit fate!"

Namilia cursed.

Tang Guozhong on the side was still in a sluggish state.

Namilia walked over and nudged him with her elbow.

"Stop pretending, I'm almost out of breath."

Tang Guozhong still didn't move.

Um?

Not just pretending?

At this time, Daniel on the ground slowly opened his eyes full of blood.

He saw Namilia's "clown" smiling face that flashed in front of him at the same time.

"Your dad will never forget to hit you last time."

As he spoke, Namilia punched Daniel on the left chest.

He wants to destroy Daniel's heart directly!

But at the same time, Daniel's body surface spread out a layer of dark luster, and this barrier-like thing suddenly bounced Namilia away!

Coincidentally, he was bounced in front of the man in the deserted church who had been in a daze since he sat up from the coffin.

He took the man and fell into the coffin.

Daniel got up from the ground, his face gloomy.

This is a sealed artifact given to him by his master, which will be triggered when his life is threatened.

Very, precious.

It was a reward he received after making a lot of contributions.

But because of Namilia, this sealed artifact was wasted.

Not only that, but he will also have to accept the horrific side effects after this sealed object is triggered!

Daniel picked up the bitten heart from the ground, stuffed it completely into his mouth, and chewed it.

With his hand, he quickly grabbed another "black heart" from the coffin on the side and ate it.

At the same time, the injuries on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Milson, good boy, kill him."

Daniel's voice regained its old gentleness.

And Namilia discovered the man from the deserted church lying behind her.

Moved.

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