Moe Cultivation Diary

Chapter 1234 His Name, Youfeng

Organized and re-corrected information.

The night of Wallachia, which lasts all night, cannot be truly killed, death will reappear, and unless there is a way to restrain him, there is no hope.

If the information is true...they really don't have any hope.

Their original plan, the crusade, was to defeat Wallachia Night once, so as to avoid causing too many casualties.

If they kill once, they can still be said to have the strength to fight, but if the enemy can be resurrected infinitely, what needs to be considered is not how to defeat but how to protect themselves.

Although there was a possibility that the other party was deceiving them, the analysis showed that the probability was not high, or quite small.

"Have you chosen? It's almost time for us to close the door." Before Ziyuan and Liz could say anything, the figure in black robe said lazily.

"..."

Looking out the window, the sun is still bright, close the door?What a strange store this is!
Not to mention a genius like Zi Yuan who can divide up his thinking into seven parts, even Liz can understand that the other party doesn't want to interfere with your affairs, so he chose something and left quickly.

Immortality

It takes a restrained approach to really kill

Even if you are defeated, you will recover again, which is equivalent to failure
The only hope... to find a restrained treasure or conceptual armament

"We choose it"

Just as Shion continued to think about how to increase the hope of winning, Liz had already pointed to a floating treasure in a certain display frame.

【My God is Here (Modified)】

[Effect: enchantment-type treasure, absolute defense within 10 range of the battle flag, the duration depends on the consumption speed of the magic power in the battle flag]

The place Liz was pointing at was the white battle flag with the pattern of irises printed on it, a battle flag specially made in memory of a certain crooked little girl.

"Liz!" Seeing the effect above, Zi Yuan showed a worried expression on her face. The effect of the battle flag is very strong, but it is useless for crusades!
"Looks like you've already made up your mind"

"Yeah." Nodding her head, Liz responded with a slight smile on her face, which was not easy to express.

Pointing to the corresponding showcase, the transparent glass-like material suddenly disappeared, and the white battle flag printed with irises floated into Liz's hands.

"I wish you success in the crusade~"

“Welcome next time~”

Without giving Ziyuan a chance to speak, the figure in black robe said with a chuckle, hooking his fingers, and the two left the room uncontrollably.

"I haven't asked what your name is?" Liz asked calmly as she was about to leave the room.

The faint voice of "You Feng" floated into Liz's ears.

Then, in the room that regained its tranquility, there were only the figures of Amber, Jade, and black robes left again... that is, the three of You Feng.

"Master is really insidious~" Amber sighed as she pressed her hands on the broom.

"It seems that these two can't escape the clutches of the master."

"What is insidious, I didn't force anyone, okay?" The black robe that he took off showed a peerless face that could fascinate ordinary people.

The long purple hair seemed to be floating, Sheng Xue's skin, and Die Zi's magnificent eyes, no flaws could be seen.

"Besides, why is it the devil's palm?" Youfeng slouched on the counter and complained speechlessly. It was obviously a reasonable persuasion, but it became a devil's palm in Hu Po's mouth.

"Of course it's because of the insidious method~" Hu Po said with a smile, admiring You Feng.

"Master must have had a private conversation with that girl named Liz."

"It's just the usual practice of asking twice." With a calm expression, Youfeng said without denying, how can one succeed, asking twice is inevitable.

If two people are allowed to attack Wallachia Night, the final result is bound to be only one, even with the protection of the fleur-de-lis battle flag, it is useless.

As one of the 27 ancestor-level dead disciples, the direction of Walachia Night's ability is the sixth method, and the situation it embodies is very similar to the realization of Zhu Yue's fantasy.

A kind of special inherent enchantment, not to erode the reality of the mental image world, but to materialize people's anxiety, and the scope is wide enough to affect a town.

Simply put...

When the town was gripped by unease, he was able to materialize that unease.

The disturbed image will often extract the image you have the deepest impression on and least want to encounter, and will also copy its ability, even if it cannot be copied 100%, it is quite scary.

If Night of Wallachia really wanted to kill Shion and Liz and transform into a powerful image, the fleur-de-lis battle flag would not be enough to leave the dangerous area.

After all, those who can become ancestor-level dead disciples are either quasi-gods, or dead disciples who are at the peak of madness and have special characteristics.

Ziyuan and Liz, rookies who have just stepped into the crazy position, have a chance to kill Wallachia Night once is the limit. Elimination... is basically hopeless.

……

"Ziyuan, it's almost time"

"..."

Leaving the room, when Ziyuan turned her head again, she couldn't see the hut just now, and couldn't even feel any magical breath.

Even if you know that there is a wooden house there, you can't see and sense it. It is impossible to appear in the past experience. The gap...don't need to be considered anymore.

And what the other party said...failure means death.

It is the first time in Ziyuan's life that he has this kind of expression on his wandering expression... It's so strange, whether to go or not...

The ability of ether fibers to read memories may also interfere with her own personality, making Ziyuan maintain an indifferent mood all the time. Emotions such as joy, crying, and pain are all read from memories.

This time, I finally had a little understanding.

"I'll protect you no matter what," Liz said with firmness on her face, holding the gun shield and seeing Ziyuan's wandering expression.

"...Well" Liz's words still made Ziyuan decide to go, no matter how bad it was, the Iris Battle Flag could be withdrawn.

[His name, Youfeng] gradually moved away from the wooden house, Liz looked at the hand holding the gun shield, a cherry blossom was in the fingertips...

(End of this chapter)