Tower Defense Game: My Eternal Kingdom

Chapter 376 The Temptation That Can't Be Refused

"Be careful, the church even forcibly pulled the dream weaver over in order to find out about your situation.

He will make you fall into a dream without knowing it, become your closest person, and guide you to tell the secret in your heart. "

Specter kindly reminded.

"It's not your fault!"

Cheng Shen said unhappily.

As soon as this matter was mentioned, he became angry. The matter that could be resolved with just a word of communication, had to be caused by the night watchmen, a group of mindless people. Now the church has sent three big figures of the emissary level to stare at him!
There are only seven envoys in the Salvation Academy, and even with the addition of the five divinely blessed knights in the Silver Palace, there are only twelve envoys.

How can he be!
"Ahaha... so be it, I'll come to you again when the church's defenses are relaxed in the afternoon. But one yard counts for one yard. Before you make the next entrustment, you have to settle the remuneration this time and trade honestly. "

Specter made a haha ​​and said.

"Hmm." Cheng Shen replied in a neutral tone, and then threw a palm-sized puppet to it, "Remember to bring it with you."

"Can you give me some more of these things? It will be convenient for me to go wherever I want in the future."

Ghost said with a cheeky face.

"No."

Cheng Shen refused.

Making a puppet that can shield the emissary-level perception requires consuming a strand of his consciousness. It would be fine if it could be recovered afterwards, but the damage would be permanent damage to him.

Although the damage is not high, it is better to avoid it.

wow...

The flowing shadow melted into the ground and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Cheng Shen rubbed the ring on his right hand. The contract established with Specter through the sequence ring has come into effect, but he has not yet paid the reward this time.

The price of asking the Specter to help him deliver the lifeblood is not high.

Just take a risk.

The loss of this bottle of life blood essence is a minor matter. Once the people of the Holy Court find out, they will immediately trace the source of the entire medical institution system.

At that time.

Everything he had run in the clinic would come to naught.

Therefore, doing so is almost equivalent to handing over his fate as a doctor and a hunter to Specter.

Risk is extremely high.

But Cheng Shen still took the risk.

His bet was not the bottle of life blood, but the reward he was going to give to Specter.It just suffered a serious injury, but Cheng Shen just knows how to heal it, and can quickly restore its strength to its peak!
Such a temptation is something that ghosts cannot resist.

The Soulflayer deals permanent damage to it.

If it can't be cured, its strength will fall forever, and it will be difficult to recover to the level of the second sequence.This means that it will soon be excluded from the core by the Night's Watch and reduced to a borderline weirdness.

But now Cheng Shen can give it hope.

Bet won.

He will get a reliable helper in the night watchman organization, instead of continuing to fight alone when the situation is unknown.

This is the meaning of his adventure.

and.

The deal is done.

Only then can Cheng Shen feel more at ease asking him to do another thing for him.

suddenly.

A strange and hazy mental fluctuation enveloped him.

Cheng Shen's eyes changed slightly, this mental fluctuation was extremely subtle, if it wasn't for his soul power being one level higher than his mental power, it would be hard to detect it.

"Dream Weaver..."

He immediately remembered the ghost's reminder.

As for the information about the Dream Weaver, he has also seen it in the information of the Night Watchman. It is said that the consciousness of the person affected by the Dream Weaver will also fall into a chaotic state, just like being injected with an interrogation agent in a film and television drama .

Will involuntarily fall into the logic of the dream weaver.

But at the moment.

His brain was so lucid that he didn't respond at all.

Although Dream Weaver is an emissary-level powerhouse, his spiritual power cannot affect him at all...

The calm street and the scene in front of me have not changed in any way. The dark and numb pedestrians rushing to and fro will avoid it when they get close to it dressed in weird clothes, and the breakfast stand on the roadside is surrounded by people.

An aroma from noodles, thick soup, meat skewers and other food permeates the whole street.

"Carl?"

Marge, who was thin and thin, appeared at the intersection with vegetables.

"Mother?"

Karl raised his head with a slow mind, his only intact eyes were full of doubts, how could his mother who never went out be here?

"I happened to meet you when I was out shopping for groceries."

There was a tenderness on Margo's face that Carl never remembered.

But a thought immediately surfaced in his heart, she is his mother, so she should look like this.

So Karl accepted Margo in front of him as a matter of course.

"I heard that you recently dealt with a group of bad people. Is this true?"

Margo asked abruptly.

"Bad guy?"

Carl was puzzled.

"They all have strange looks. One of them is covered with wounds, and the other is completely black... What did you say when they approached you yesterday? Don't listen to them."

Margo said with a serious face.

Carl's heart tightened, and he didn't know why. When his mother showed such an expression, he felt scared.

But mother is obviously a very gentle person?

There are too many problems, and Karl's traumatized brain is a little short-circuited, and the picture in front of him seems to be torn into two parts.

It hammered its head in pain.

"What bad guy?...I've never...never met the person you're talking about..."

Carl struggled.

"Carl, you've never lied before! Are you going to lie to Mommy to protect a bunch of bad guys!?"

Margo pressed on.

"I...I don't...know..." Karl's half-normal and half-torn face became hideous, blood seeped from the crack, staining half of its stiff puppet face red, making its expression look extremely terrifying.

"You really don't know?!"

Margot had sharp eyes but quietly took half a step back.

"Do not……"

Carl shook his head in pain.

Margo looked puzzled, but after taking a look at Carl's state, she also knew that pressing the question further might lead to bad results.

Hesitate a little.

The smile on Margot's face resumed: "I'm going home first, you have to work hard and listen to those adults."

Say it.

Her figure walked around the corner at an extremely abnormal speed and disappeared.

Cheng Shen, who was stuffed with meat-rolled noodles in his mouth at a roadside stall, stood up, gulped down a mouthful of tasteless thick soup, and swallowed the food in his mouth.

"It doesn't smell at all... Has this dream weaver never eaten food from roadside stalls since he was a child?"

Make a complaint.

Cheng Shen just walked over and merged with Karl.

The ability to strip Karl's memory and reshape his personality has already been mastered in the nightmare town.

At this moment, it is used to deal with the temptation of the dream weaver,

Just right.

However, because he only has the memory of Carl before he came, and the personality he shaped, and he doesn't have the experience of these three days, there are still some flaws.

But who let him be weird yet.

No matter how strange things happen to a weird body, it is normal.

In fact, just now, the dream weaver just had to look around to find out that something was wrong with him.

Then noticed the problem.

However, in his spiritual perception, there was only a blank space where Cheng Shen was.

Nothing exists at all.

Sometimes, it is also a shortcoming for professionals to rely too much on spiritual perception, and Cheng Shen just took advantage of this dark loophole under the lights.

hum...

There was a hidden fluctuation.

The seemingly normal world in front of him seemed to have a layer of blurred filter removed, Cheng Shen paused slightly, and then walked forward without any influence.

"I don't see a problem with him."

in the room.

An old man with gray beard and hair spoke wearily.

"So, the night watchmen really didn't do anything to it." Another old man with a dignified expression said.

"I don't know. Its performance in the dream is normal. If there is nothing wrong, I have to go back."

The dream weaver shook his head.

"Nightmare has been trying to invade that blocked area, and if it succeeds, the Night Watch may enter the Institute before us.

I have to go back and stare at it. "

"Thanks a lot."

said another old man.

"It's not hard work, life is hard." The dream weaver sarcastically said, "Since I awakened this broken ability, I haven't been able to sleep peacefully for a day. Sometimes I have to help those useless people weave beautiful dreams... I really want to drown them !"

A group of redemption priests stood behind them like minions, not daring to disturb the communication of the three big brothers.

"... just bear with it." The man said, "They are the last pure blood in this city.

It is inevitable to trouble them when the research institute is opened. "

"I hope that day will come soon!"

Dreamweaver waved his hand, and a gap was immediately created in the space in front of him, and thick black mist gushed out of it like a slurry.

He stepped in.

Subsequently.

The pitch-black rift closed automatically.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and the executor looked at Wesley, the silent soul snatcher, "What do you think about this?"

Wesley rubbed the smooth skull in his hands. The cracks from the last battle were gradually healing. A blue eye was still embedded in the hollow eye socket, and there seemed to be boundless darkness in the depths of the pupil.

"I want to ask the prophet to predict it once."

Wesley was silent for a long time.

"This is impossible."

The executor shook his head and refused with little thought.

"The blood sacrifice day is approaching, and each of us has to keep an eye on the actions of the night watchman. The prophet is even more preparing for that event. It is impossible to waste your life to channel a trivial matter. The higher-ups will not agree to your request."

He said.

Wesley stopped talking.

half an hour.

He said quietly: "I have always felt uneasy in my heart, maybe this is not a small matter that you said."

The executor shook his head and felt that he was too suspicious and ignored him.

He turned to the others and said, "From now on, we must ensure that there are three priest-level and above personnel watching its itinerary at all times.

Everything it does is logged.

In addition, raise its processing level to the second sequence. If the puppet shows a threat again, use the magic tool directly to wipe out the house of doom! "

This kind of treatment has even surpassed the general second rank.

As if, it can achieve the church's attitude towards the elimination of several extremely difficult second ranks in the night watchman.

But even so, Wesley still felt a little uneasy in his heart. He stared at the crystal ball with deep eyes behind the hood, and he couldn't figure it out himself.

Where did his anxiety come from?

……

The plan to use the flesh and blood of gods to cultivate apotheosis metal got stuck at the step of finding nightmare creatures.

But Cheng Shen didn't let the pile of materials in his backpack go to waste.

Start training!
Heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, limbs, trunk, and five sense organs...

As long as there are corresponding materials, blood and flesh can be molded into any part, and these parts will be given a special ability, but Cheng Shen has mastered many abilities himself, so there is no need to make the transformation too complicated.

For example, the nose of Shenxue can enhance the sense of smell, and the ears of Shenxue can enhance hearing.

These messy abilities can be completely replaced by his perception field.

Includes unique bonuses for other parts.

He doesn't need either.

Cheng Shen simply decided to create a divine-blooded body that enjoys the ultimate bonus, discarding all the characteristics of the parts, and replacing them all with one attribute:
Enhanced damage.

The output is high enough to kill the enemy directly is the kingly way!

To refine the limbs of the divine blood, the main material required is not only the flesh and blood containing the divine blood, but also a healthy common part.

can be human,
Or other monster animals.

In this regard, the legacy Griffin left to him can meet his requirements, the corpses on the second basement floor who are preparing to extract life blood.

They are all high-quality refining materials.

Jump into the experiment now.

Busy.

The gloomy shadow gathered around him at some point, Cheng Shen glanced at it, raised his hand and threw out a bottle of bright blue potion, the oak cork was shot down by a black light in mid-air, and the potion was all sprinkled in the shadow.

"...It's really useful!"

After a while, the ghost's excited voice came from the ground, and the arms condensed with black liquid stretched out densely like ghosts in hell.

"I need more of this potion!"

it cried.

"I'm just a part-time worker. I do what my boss tells me to do. I can't make my own decisions."

Cheng Shen said.

gollum...

There was a burst of bubbles in the shadows, and then quickly enveloped the entire room, the reason and desire in the ghost's eyes were constantly intertwined.

"You want to threaten me with force?"

Cheng Shen raised his head.

"...how could it be." You Gui smiled mischievously, "Look at the room I arranged for you, isn't it more suitable for you to dispense medicine quietly?"

"Go to my boss."

Cheng Shen said.

The specter who has fallen to the third rank, which is equivalent to the fourth rank lord, can't threaten him now even if he relies on hard power.

Cheng Shen was naturally not afraid.

The big deal is to expose some strength to solve it, and then find another way out.

Fortunately, Specter made a wise choice in the end.

In less than a moment.

Gollum...

In the laboratory where he was located, a liquid like petroleum was turned up, but fortunately there was no eagle cry outside.The puppet wrapped in viscous black liquid crawled out of the shadows, and its three blue eyes lit up in the shadows.

Cheng Shen then threw two blue potions at it.

"It's not that we have negotiated four!"

Specter said in astonishment.

"I feel very unhappy that you threatened my employees. The remuneration for this transaction is halved. I hope you can get used to your identity soon."

The puppet said lightly.

"Gan!"

The ghost was so excited that he almost crawled out.

"I said I would sign a contract! Thanks to me trusting you so much!"

It said sadly.

"If you have time to complain, it's better to use your ability to help my employees find more materials. What do you need to refine this potion?"

Cheng Shen played a self-questioning game.

Doctor Crow at the side immediately said: "Need Wuxincao, Black Ganoderma lucidum, Meat Sunflower, Whispering Ghost, Misty Dust..."

In one breath, he named more than a dozen materials unique to the black mist area.

"Need so much?..." You Gui was dumbfounded, but immediately felt that something was wrong, "Are you killing me on purpose!"

"If you want to say that, I have to calculate the cost of refining medicine with you..."

Cheng sighed deeply.

(End of this chapter)