fictionpage Chapter 363
Chapter 363
Chapter 363
In Yate's body, the core of the system condensed by bad luck is also constantly trembling.
[Warning, the host permission level is insufficient, and the infiltration is refused. 】
[Command interception failed, core control is about to be lost]
【Judgement, selection of treatment method——
[Compromise, obedience, and avoid the forced transfer of core control rights. 】
One after another processing information flows through the core of the system, and the system that originally refused to obey because of insufficient authority at the Ater level has changed its mode of action.
Countless black, ominous chains of doom shot out from the core of the system, enveloping the entire world of spells.
Modu looked at the black chains all over the periphery of the world in astonishment.
A strong sense of unease permeated his soul.
Transfer!
Without further hesitation, he took out a ball-shaped emblem, squeezed it hard, and the power penetrated into it.
However, there was no movement.
The action of going to the "Game Kingdom" cannot be carried out.
The chains of doom have sealed off this world, and those countless black chains have tightly sealed the corridor of rules, and Modu was sealed inside.
Moreover, at some point, the game kingdom transfer item in his hand was bound by a series of bad luck.
Where did these bad luck come from?
This doubt appeared in Modu's mind, and the moment the doubt emerged, he reacted——
These misfortunes stem from the innate fortunes he holds as the creator of the world.
A sphere of white, black, and colorless regular-level forces condensed.
Luck, bad luck, the power of fate.
These fortunes, as the source of luck and misfortune in the world of magic spells, can command and control the movement of luck and bad luck in the entire world of magic spells, but because he did not create the world from scratch, but created it by assembling the cornerstones of the world In the world, he doesn't have enough control over this innate destiny. This innate destiny is only held by him, and he can't control it freely.
Even if he added the Fate Slate for detailed control, he still couldn't fully control it—below the seventh level, less than the rule level, he couldn't fully control it.
However, it was this innate fortune that he usually put in his body, except for the innate fortune that he could barely control through the fate stone, for some reason, he suddenly moved.
In the sphere, the power of luck and fate did not move, and the black doom seemed to be manipulated by something. It forcibly drilled out of the sphere condensed by innate destiny, and condensed into a shape similar to a bird's head. Nearly a hundred The crow's head was like a chain, wrapping around the item in his hand, blocking its power.
"how come!?"
Modu's face was serious, trying to use the identity and authority of the creator to manipulate this group of innate destiny and control this bad luck.
When he used the identity of the Creator to interfere, the luck and power of fate in it responded, and appeared in slow motion according to his instructions, and the bad luck also appeared in motion after a short pause.
"efficient!"
Mo Du was overjoyed, but in the next moment, these bad luck turned against him again.
One of the doom crows turned its head and looked at Modu. It was not a life, a doom that should not have consciousness, and hostility emerged from those empty eye sockets.
A strong feeling of heart palpitations came, and Modu didn't bother with the prop in his hand anymore. His reason told him that he couldn't release Doom's control on the transfer prop in a short time, and it was an unwise choice to hold that prop again.
The soul power and the power of faith were agitating, the hem of the gray robe was agitating, and the huge power of faith gathered around him:
"Fractured!"
A line of rules in the rule corridor lit up, and the power of faith changed under the action of the rules following the instructions of the spell, and launched an attack on the head of the doomed crow in the form of a splitting spell.
Hundreds of doom crow heads swayed, and they slammed hard at the split spell condensed by the power of faith.
boom--
The fluctuations, which were similar to metal clashes, spread instantly, covering the entire regular corridor.
In the first hit, the Splitting Curse was directly shattered by the crow's head condensed by innate bad luck.
As a rule-level force, in the confrontation with the power of faith, it won.
but.
buzzing-
An endless power of faith gathered from all over the world and poured into the corridor of rules. As a back-up force, under the control of Modu, it once again contended with the doomed crowhead.
At this moment, Yate fell into a strange state——
It seemed that his entire body had been scattered.
The doom in every corner of the cursed world has become a part of his body.
He has countless perspectives——
The body also seems to have become countless.
Subconsciously, Art, who was not used to this kind of perspective, came up with the idea of gathering his body——
In an instant, all the bad luck in the whole world changed.
The power of doom surged from all over the world and gathered around Yate's body.
Even the innate doom of the magic world in the regular corridor has changed. Nearly a hundred doom crow heads all looked at the position where Art was, and the body that bound the transfer tool was also slightly loosened.
"good chance!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Modu manipulated the power of faith to launch an attack——
Under the rule transformation of the rule corridor, the huge power of faith condensed into nearly a hundred different attack spells with the waving of his arm, and attacked the crow heads.
His purpose is to attack the crow heads of doom, let them loosen their shackles, get transfer items, transfer them to the "Game Kingdom" and go to the organization hall of the Game Kingdom to seek protection.
Although I don't know what the situation is, it is probably related to the devil's invasion.
Crowhead of Doom, who gathered thoughts because of Art's thoughts, was hit by a spell because of distraction.
Accompanied by an ominous cry, half of the nearly a hundred crow heads were defeated, the power of doom was scattered, and the transfer tool also released some restraints.
There was a flash of light in his eyes, and Modu used all his strength to control the power of faith to grab the transfer item.
However, he failed.
because--
At the moment the crowhead of doom was attacked, Art had already sensed it.
Although the connection is weaker than other misfortunes, Yate can feel that the peculiar misfortune is being attacked in the corridor of rules.
He is using skills——
"Transfiguration·Crow Commander—"
[Transfiguration·Raven Commander lv7:
Passive Crow Legion: For every 1000 crow servants, all stats increase by 1% (+0.5x%).
主动：自身变身为乌鸦统领，全属性提升50%。乌鸦仆从全属性提高1%、10%、15%（+x%）（分别有100、1000、10000只乌鸦仆从存在时。）】
Art used Transfiguration.
The power consumed is not spiritual power, but the power of doom.
The power of doom gathered together, under his control, was used as a material for change, and gathered together with his body.
This wonderful feeling is like the body seems to be trapped in some kind of turbid liquid.
The ominous, black power gradually condensed into substance, forming a bird skull shape similar to a triangular cone.
The forces of bad luck gathered together and attached to the newly formed skull to form flesh and blood.
Next is the tissue and skin. The power of doom is constantly entangled, twisted, and deformed, spreading like real flesh and blood tissue, forming the body of doom.
The power of doom constitutes new muscles, bones, internal organs, skin, and feathers.
Yate turned into a huge leader of a huge crow with a body length of more than 300 meters and a wingspan of nearly [-] meters.
The moment the change was completed, Art turned his gaze to the corridor of rules.
With the doom crow head as the anchor, the huge crow leader flapped his wings.
The pitch-black feather of misfortune, constantly stirring like mist, blackened the entire sky, tore apart a space, and got in.
Almost instantly, Modu's heart palpitations rose to the limit.
He interrupted his forward movement and immediately backed away.
When he made this judgment and retreated nearly a hundred meters in less than half a second, he saw a huge space crack being torn open.
A huge black crow with a length of [-] meters drilled out from the space crack.
ominous, calamity,
This crow seemed to be ominous itself, bad luck itself.
The moment he saw this huge crow, such thoughts popped up in his heart.
Every feather that falls from this crow will turn into a small crow, then flap its wings and fly back to the body of the giant crow, and become feathers to attach to it again.
An existence made entirely of bad luck.
"Level [-] creature!?"
When Modu was overwhelmed by bad luck, he made such a judgment.
Totally impossible to contend with.
"My lord! Who are you!? I am a member of 'Gamer'"
When he knew he couldn't contend, Modu tried to use the influence of the traveler organization 'Game Players' as some bargaining chips for conversation, while reducing the danger.
However, Art didn't listen to what he had to say.
The claws condensed by bad luck lifted, then fell.
Under Modu's stunned eyes, holding him with one paw was like catching a bug.
"My lord! I am—"
Mo Du, who was enveloped by the strong power of misfortune, stopped his voice abruptly, as if he was trapped in a quagmire, and countless kinds of misfortune appeared in his mind.
He didn't time travel at all, he was still a powerless gamer.
Betrayed and lost everything.
Those who matter die.
All kinds of accidents
Tens of millions, hundreds of millions of unfortunate futures filled his mind in an instant, causing his thinking to stagnate.
In such a situation, Art controlled Doom and wiped out Mordo's consciousness.
Then, the main body was transferred to Modu's body.
The body of the crow commander collapsed and poured into Modu's body, pouring into the core area of Modu's belief essence.
"Use your identity."
(End of this chapter)