novellk Chapter 1525 Finale: Guarding the Shore [18] "3 "Angel" (Author: Lin Yin)"
Chapter 1525 Finale: Guarding the Shore [18] "3 "Angel" (Author: Lin Yin)"
Chapter 1525 Finale·Guarding the Shore [18]·"Chapter 3 "Angel" (Author: Lin Yin)"
Dang——dang——dang——
The brass clock hanging from the vine struck twelve o'clock.
The elder sister threw candies like flying stones. The younger sister threw black swans flapping their wings from her arms. The servant threw a sharp broom with all his might.
The "witch's" crystal shoes crushed the candies all over the floor. She stumbled a little while dancing, but she didn't stop.
The "witch" opened her hand and scattered grains like ears of wheat to dodge the swan's attack.
The "witch" dodged the broom sideways, tightened "Xindushuila's" wrist, and flew high above the vines.
The pumpkin carriage was suspended on the vines, and the four rainbow unicorns were rubbing their hooves impatiently, waiting to ride. However, when the "witch" was about to step into the departing carriage——
The "stepmother" with a stereotyped face and long curly rose-red hair stood there.
The elder and younger sisters could not miss the opportunity to perform in front of the princess, and the servants had to follow them closely. As for the stepmother, she did not have to stay on the dance floor.
"So He has a reasonable logic to wait here..." Su Mingan looked up: "In His hand... He wants to set fire!"
The next moment, a black oil lamp was thrown down.
The "stepmother" threw down the oil lamp, and the lamp fell on the vines. The bright blue flame spread rapidly and burned the pumpkin carriage in the blink of an eye. The rainbow unicorn neighed and rushed forward in excitement.
A few sparks fell into the dance floor, and the fire spread at an incredible speed. The pumpkin carriage was about to go away, and the "witch" looked north and glanced at Su Ming'an.
Su Mingan must move on to the next story as soon as possible, otherwise he will be trapped here and die.
Bei Wang's voice was steady, his enchanted throat was so incredible, his words were fluent and fast:
"Remember me well, hero."
As long as it is remembered by the protagonist, it can be rewritten by Rovasha's creation system.
As long as the soul is kept under the protagonist's control, it will not truly die.
He closed his eyes, exhaled white air, and slowly raised his hand, as if waving a baton:
"Let the breath of the North penetrate the three veils, let the sharp blade of the salt pillar sever the warm blood."
"O waters, a cold wave will come upon the joints of sinners like a mighty storm..."
His palm pressed against the vine, and Frost quickly rushed to the "stepmother" who was high up. The pumpkin carriage stretched out a vine and pulled Su Mingan into the carriage. The rainbow unicorn rushed out and pulled the carriage away in an instant.
Suddenly, a golden broomstick pierced Beiwang's back and came out of his chest. The bright blood flowed down the wooden pole, dyeing his synapses vermilion.
Countless vines grew out of the cracks in the tree and "hung" him on the branches.
The candy exploded and his legs and feet were broken, and his stepmother's cane pierced his shoulder.
He tightly grasped the witch's wand in one hand and firmly grasped his stepmother's wrist with the other hand. Slippery blood flowed down the junction of the two arms.
Frost spread crazily from his body, intertwined, and clumped, like long silver snakes dancing wildly in all directions, spreading over his stepmother's chest, his sister's legs and feet, his younger sister's arms, and the servant's forehead... In a flash, white frost and snow covered the vines and the dance floor.
"Ka-ka-ka-ka-"
The sound of freezing is crisp and harsh.
The white-haired boy's cheeks were covered with frost, and his legs and neck were turned into ice. Four figures tried to avoid it, but they could not resist the full force of the "fairy godmother" in the story, and they turned into frozen statues. Even the stepmother who "read the black magic book and was good at arson" had no logic that could break through this crazy freeze.
Bei Wang, the protagonist and creator of the story, used the logic of the story to hold them back - the "Fairy Godmother" will do her utmost to protect "Xiandu Shuila" who failed to leave at twelve o'clock.
"The holy name of Faraway emerges from the glacier, and now all the gods are imprisoned prisoners."
"Seresaya, Ankhvir, Nermagion..."
"O waters, the cold wave will freeze the bodies of sinners like poison ivy..."
After the crisp sound, the entire dance floor turned into a complete, huge block of ice with countless icicles hanging down. The oil lamps, flames, scarlet carpets, gold-rimmed dinner plates, falling crystal chandeliers, and the men and women fleeing in panic... were like blue amber that had frozen time, silent under the frost.
The stepmother, the younger sister, the older sister, and the servant, four figures, like silent sculptures.
Most of the World Tree turned into an ice-blue color, and even its branches and leaves were covered with frost.
When Su Mingan looked back while sitting in the pumpkin carriage——
He saw a huge, ice-blue, frost-covered tree, towering to the sky, its branches and leaves silent.
Clang, clang, clang.
The clock struck twelve and the pumpkin carriage turned into withered vines. The rainbow unicorn driving the carriage turned into a mouse. Su Mingan rolled down from the sky and plunged headfirst into the ripples.
——He left the sight of the four higher dimensions and stepped into the next story.
In the current story, the white-haired boy has shallow breathing, icy body temperature, and slowly closes his eyes.
He still tightly grasped the staff and chanted the final spell. This was the most powerful skill of the "Frost Sleeper", an explosive skill that could only be used once. It did not require any mana, but only required the "Frost Sleeper" to truly fall into a long "sleep".
"Amen, Amen, may the gods be hushed,
"May my pupils become the last mirror of the frozen lake,
"My breath at this moment is the tide of the end..."
ka ka ka-
Everything was white and silent.
Looking north, there are no great and noble ideals.
He just thought that the duck and goose slaughter in the villa was fun. He had never experienced the unpalatable New Year's Eve dinner. It turned out that people could get together and do so many interesting things, whether it was making dumplings or eating New Year's Eve dinner. Instead of sitting alone in the wooden house, warming himself by the fire, staring at the animal skins on the wall in a trance.
Although the latter is also the life he likes, the former is also very interesting. Since the protagonist can copy, as long as the protagonist is alive, there will be more and more such things in the future. It won't be long before they meet again.
With such a simple thought in mind, the hunter turned himself and all his enemies into ice.
In the frozen ice, the white-haired boy slightly closed his eyes, a teaching stick on his shoulder, and his legs and feet were exposed. His expression was silent, and his ice-blue pupils quietly looked in the direction where the pumpkin carriage left.
……
“Click—click—click—click—”
Four harsh sounds of breaking ice.
After the creator of the story lost the power of control, the four higher dimensions regained their original power. They broke through the ice and shattered the huge ice block as big as a mountain.
It was like the sound of shattering glass, followed by the sound of falling ice and drizzle. The dance floor and tree trunks in the ice had become brittle due to the low temperature and shattered with the sound, and everything frozen in the ice turned to powder.
Yuritilola walked quickly to the frozen Beiwang and was about to snatch away the beautiful rose robe from his body, but with a light touch of her fingers, the frost in front of her shattered.
"Kakaka-"
Under extremely low temperatures, frozen objects have already become as brittle as thin paper.
The protagonist, wearing a crystal crown, closed his eyes and shattered under layers of ice.
Yuritilola snorted and left the story.
"He's broken."
……
[Remaining team members: 13/15]
……
"Ding dong!"
[You have obtained "Frost Heart" (Purple Level)]
[Frost Heart (Purple Level): "After that, I had a dream. I dreamed of a forest with a deep green ocean..."]
[Durability: 5/5]
【Type: Special props. 】
[Ability: The product of the occupational talent skill "Nirvana" of the "Frost Sleeping God". Under the catalysis of the first-level god-level ability, this item can revive the occupational player in the original state.]
……
"Ding dong!"
[You triggered "Soul Ferry": When you ask for others' consent in the copy, you can condense others' emotions and memories, store them in your mind, and use others' weak abilities. This will only take effect when others die.]
[Currently stored skills: 1. Wind element control. 2. Big orange bread, come quickly! ]
[New storage skills: 1. Control of ice element. 2. Barrier-free sleep.]
……
The girl wearing a white bow and a pure white short skirt opened her eyes.
The story of the "witch" is over, and it's her turn next.
She was surrounded by densely packed players, both men and women, with different skin colors. They chanted spells, and the space was like a shifting cube, sometimes expanding and sometimes contracting.
As the person who communicates between the main god world and the dungeon, Lin Yin builds a bridge between the front and the back. A quarter of the casual players who have just entered the dungeon follow her side. In addition to making strawberry shortcakes, she also urgently summons them to make the joint maze.
"Will the number one player really come?" Reggie, the illusion player, looked forward to it.
"It's better to pray that he doesn't come. If he chooses our story, it means that several powerful high-dimensional beings are about to follow us." Philemon, the magic circle player, poured cold water on him.
"I still hope he comes, at least we can delay it for a while."
"Yes, we have a lot of people here! There are hundreds of thousands of casual players! Although most of them are new players... but they don't have any points, so at worst they can just die and try again."
"I'm afraid of pain. Who has a tool to block out the pain?"
"No such thing, just bear with it, hehe, actually I really want to be stabbed to death by Yuritilola's little hand."
"Maya, brother, you..."
Lin Yin's eyes were fixed on the structure of the maze. She knew that Su Mingan might step into her story at any time, but she didn't expect that the third story would be hers so soon.
A ripple appeared, and the sound of paper tearing was heard. A young man in a black robe broke through the paper and placed his palm on the edge of the yellowed page.
……
[Story name: "Oh no! I was loved by an angel!"]
【Creator: Lin Yin】
[Story summary: As a five-year-old fan of the holographic game "Love of Rovasha", the internet-addicted girl Lin Xiaoxiao was still taking photos in the game just before the game was shut down.
At the moment of server shutdown, Lin Xiaoxiao accidentally entered a world exactly like the game. As a second-time player, Lin Xiaoxiao started from scratch to improve her favorability. Unexpectedly, things developed in an unpredictable direction.
"I am just ruthlessly brushing the players who have full picture books in my favor. Angel of Dawn, please don't fall in love with me!"]
[Comprehensive score: 66]
[Current elements: fun, system, sweet text, online games]
【Your story: 13281 words】
[Popularity vote: 65. ]
【Number of clicks: 281 times】
[World Tree's evaluation: "Haochi."]
……
Su Mingan originally thought that Lin Yin’s story would be funny, joyful, and relaxing.
But he did not see the struggle between the internet-addicted girl and the angel, only a lady silently building a maze.
"Welcome to my story. My story is based on reality." Lin Yin looked at Su Mingan: "This is the safest place in the city. I am leading the maze. I will keep changing the direction of the space. It should be able to last for a while."
She paused and said softly:
“…Is there any room for improvement?”
She knew that Lu Shu once possessed the godhood of the Lezi Demon, and she also saw that Su Mingan had swallowed the godhood.
Is there still room for turnaround?
Can you survive if you swallow this?
Su Mingan's smile was a little bright, but before he could say anything, it was drowned out by the sea of voices.
"Oh damn! It's really coming! Huhhhhhhhhh!" The players rushed forward one after another like hungry tigers.
"Su Mingan! Alive!"
"Chao, those bad guys are coming!"
"Just concentrate on building the maze! At least delay it for a few minutes, so that we can brag about being the savior in the future!"
"Mom, I'm on TV!"
Anyone within the scope of this city is within the scope of Lin Yin’s story.
She raised her hand and turned a page of the book in the air. The excited players were blocked at the junction of the previous page and the next page. They could only watch Su Mingan in a daze, unable to touch him.
"The players are still like this." Su Mingan looked at them. He didn't like players who made a lot of noise, but if they didn't drag their feet, such voices would seem lively.
However, the clever girl did not smile. She stared at him with her slightly green eyes and asked for the second time:
"…Is there no room for improvement?"
Su Mingan restrained his smile and responded.
"I thought that Lu Shu would swallow the last divine power. I was even thinking about how to save him." Lin Yin said slowly.
"It doesn't matter, it's all the same." Su Mingan shifted his gaze: "They are coming after me, should I leave?"
Lin Yin paused for two or three seconds and shook her head: "No need. My story is like a concentric maze. You are in the innermost circle, and the players are in the outermost circle layer by layer. When they are all gone, it is time for you to enter the next story."
Su Mingan was silent for a moment. He thought of the ants in the sea of fire. The ants would gather into a black ball. When the ants in the outer circle were burned to death, the ants in the innermost circle would survive. Lin Yin's sweet and silly story... unexpectedly adopted such a tragic method.
Because she had nothing to leverage on, the Angel of Dawn couldn't help her, and there were only hundreds of thousands of casual players who had just finished playing.
So, these people are the only means.
They are so weak that they can't even defeat a zombie with a combat power of 1000 points. They lack experience and can only talk big in the world forum and drink tea in the park. But as soon as they get on the field, they have to face four high-dimensional...
With such an extreme difference in strength, they were like ants in a sea of fire. An ant was very small, and only a few dozen of them were as big as a fingernail. It took tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of them to roll into a black ball. This black ball wrapped Su Mingan, who was very big, in the center, and he had to work hard to roll out of the blazing sea of fire...