Reincarnation Master

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When Clark Carter chased out of the library, he saw that he had run to the end of the corridor.

The speed and strength of the black-robed man... all left a very deep impression on him.

"This is the case in dreams, and the real world is bound to be extremely powerful...Who is he? A hidden evil pagan who has such a level of power is a major hidden danger to world security!"

Clark Carter chanted a few bytes as he ran.

That's not a note that humans can make, or it's the weird sound that humans make when they imitate certain creatures. Every word seems to be full of corruption and chaos.

Puff!

The shadow of the corridor exploded, and from it stretched out tentacles full of eyeballs, swept towards Fangxian like a python.

Snapped!

A tentacle slapped on the black robe, seeming to want to restrain Fang Xian's right leg. The next moment, the tentacle suddenly exploded, and a black spot was attached to the tip, seeming to be eaten by countless insects.

"Get out!"

Fang Xian suddenly exuded a trace of breath.

This is the sixth rank of alchemist!

Under its influence, all the tentacles were trembling, and they seemed to have sensed something terrible, and they curled up.

"Higher Existence? Humanoid supernatural beings?"

Clark Carter snorted, watching Fang Xian break the window and jumped out.

But his anger only lasted for a moment, and then the lines of his face softened, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Snapped!

Fang Xian smashed the window, ready to move immediately after landing.

He needs to escape Clark Carter's sight and return to the place where he entered the dream state before he can escape from here and return to the correct position in the real world.

Suddenly, Fang Xian's movements stopped.

He looked around and was surprised to find himself standing in the center of a stage.

The lights on the stage were dazzling, and most of the audience in the audience wore yellow robes and looked dull, like puppets.

He seemed to jump onto a stage, in a theater.

Rumble!

At this time, the dome of the theater separated from it, revealing a huge face.

Just like a god, high above, overlooking sentient beings.

It was the face of a middle-aged woman.

She fell silent, stretched out her hand, two giant hands shaking the world, seeming to carry the power of space.

Wherever the big hand passes, the three-dimensional three-dimensional picture suddenly turns into a two-dimensional flat picture, which is compressed and rolled up... This is the power of destroying the world!

"This woman... is also a legendary investigator?"

"Why is she so strong? No... why should she be so big?"

Fang Xian's eyes rolled, and he suddenly realized: "It's not that she has become bigger, but I have become smaller. Is this in a painting?"

Dreamland.

Clark Carter chased after the window and saw that the legendary Shilinna investigator below had arrived, and was slowly putting away an oil painting.

With the bright light of dusk as the background, this oil painting depicts a huge theater with a villain on the stage.

It is called "The Theater of the King of Twilight", and it is an item full of magical power that can be brought directly into the dream and exert its effect.

Once the oil painting is rolled up, it means to completely seal the people or things that enter it from the outside world!

"You fell into a trap without knowing it?"

"After all, it is the investigator headquarters... There are too many forces that can be used..."

Fang Xian sighed as he watched the giant hand condense everything.

This kind of power, even the ancients, could be sealed!

Even the transmission function of the secret key is affected.

This is almost desperate!

Fortunately, he had insight into a secret before, which happened to be displayed.

‘Hope...the seal under the ground is strong enough. ’

Fang Xian took a deep breath, shook the person, and shouted: "Nikolaya! Nicholaya!"

This is the name of the **** who is sleeping in the deep sea secret realm, and possesses incredible power!

After the previous deduction, Fang Xian roughly believed that this dream belonged to Nikolaya himself!

At this time, what will happen to this old **** calling his name in his dream?

Rumble!

The entire island was trembling, and it seemed that an undersea earthquake had erupted. Large tracts of land were cracked and a layer of sea water surged out.

In the secret castle, one building after another collapsed and was flooded by sea water.

"Do not……"

Xilinna screamed and saw the half-rolled oil painting cracked open, overflowing with salty water.

Although they are both the rulers of the ancient times, this is only an oil painting painted by believers who perceive the power of the King of Twilight, and the dream is the ruler Nicholaya himself.

Therefore, after Fang Xian read the name of God, the conflict between the two immediately caused the oil painting to break, and Fang Xian took the opportunity to escape from it.

"You... do you know what you did?"

Xi Lingna pointed at Fang Xian, trembling all over, and roared: "You have called for an existence that can't be awakened, and the end may be advanced because of this!"

Fang Xian had no words.

Even though the surrounding area was surrounded by elite investigators, he did not speak.

At this time, everyone was shocked by the huge black shadow rising from the center of the secret castle.

It came from the cracks in the ground and the sea, just a fuzzy shadow.

All the investigators present are all experienced investigators. It is a pity that whether it is a strong body, a self-proclaimed firm spirit, or even a proud reason, in the face of real terror, there is nothing at all.

Everyone's heart seems to be held by the invisible big hand, unprecedented fear, filled with the heart of every investigator!

The investigators saw the dark shadow, but they didn't seem to see it.

What they saw seemed to be the ruins of the old castle, but there was something inexplicable entrenched on the ruins, showing different shapes.

Incomprehensible, indescribable...

Even if they narrate what they have seen, they will find that their descriptions are almost completely different from each other, which has the effect of being touched by the blind.

Human shallow cognition, in the face of such a great existence, is inherently ridiculous and crude.

Fang Xian's body trembled, and the sixth-level personality was prompting him to lower his head.

Because that group of dark shadows almost condenses in his fantasy and perception, turning into inexplicable specific shapes~www.readwn.com~ Don't look at God directly!

Nikolaia, the ancient ruler.

Just in the dream, a little shadow was awakened, and fear swept all investigators like a hurricane.

"Can't let it wake up."

Clark Carter gritted his teeth and recited the mantra aloud.

The secret fort collapsed faster.

But from the location of the big library, among the fallen ruins, a book floated up, turned into a golden light, and exploded suddenly.

The invisible wind swept the surroundings, calming the tremor of the ground, and the turbulent sea curled back to the surface.

Fang Xian held his forehead.

He seemed to hear a crazy cry in his ear: "I...the **** climber...Hopkin...will make the gods in the sky... disappear!"