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    date="2021-05-11"

    title="Chapter 50 Mirage"

    weight="129911"

    series = ["I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon"]

    mode = "manual"

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    Ling Ping Ping looked at the monster kowtowing crazily in front of him, and then looked at the figure running away.

    Even he couldn't help saying to himself, "what a dirty skill!"

    "but I like it!"

    In his skill bar, a second highlighted icon appears.

    Buddha Sanskrit singing LV1: costs 80 mana and casts Buddha Sanskrit singing to all enemy targets within a range of 30 meters.

    All enemy targets affected by Buddha Sanskrit singing will be forced to undergo a spiritual check. if they fail, they will be controlled by Buddhist Sanskrit singing and become a new source of Buddhist Sanskrit singing for 15 seconds. it will not be able to cast spells or fight during the period of control. if it passes the mind check, it will also be forced to lower its spiritual attribute by 1-3 points, and there is a certain probability that it will fall into a state of awe and fear.

    Note: the effect of Buddha Yin Brahma singing on undead, dead spirits, ghosts and demons has been increased by 200%.

    Explanation: an eminent monk is merciful and compassionate.

    Looking at the description alone, it doesn't seem to be strong.

    But the actual effect is so good that it explodes!

    Not only cool, but also special effects.

    The key is the control effect, which is really powerful!

    The only problem is that if the enemy's spirit is high enough, he will be resisted.

    But it's also very powerful!

    At least, it's really strong in dealing with monsters!

    Ling Ping an finally understood the idea of those tuhao who are crazy about krypton gold in online games.

    Who can resist such a cool game experience?

    "it's a good thing I'm just a child from an ordinary family." Ling Ping an thought: "otherwise, I am afraid that my family will be ruined!"

    But on the surface, he still pays attention to his image.

    He stepped up to the giant Hydra, which had fallen to its knees.

    Then, full of compassion, he stretched out his hand and sang a cappella: "Amitabha Buddha, how good it is!"

    The giant Hydra collapsed.

    Countless Buddha lights bloom from its huge body.

    This is the effect of the degree attached to the singing of Buddha Yin and Brahman.

    All the goals controlled by the Buddha Sanskrit singing have a degree option.

    As long as you choose to consume a certain amount of mana, you can complete the degree.

    Although the game is not officially described in detail, what is the use of this degree?

    But in the spirit of peace, it should be the same as crossing over.

    Sure enough, he soon received a hint from the nightmare legend: you have transformed the enslaved Hydra, you have won 2000 nightmare coupons, you have won the worship of the Hydra clan, and from then on, all the worlds that exist in Hydra will have a certain probability of your icons and legends.

    Looking at this hint, Lingping was dumbfounded: "can you still play like this?"

    "if this game is tested by the public." He swallowed.

    He knows how much damage this setting can do to those tuhao players.

    I am afraid that at that time, as long as the authorities open the recharge channel, there will be plenty of Tuhao willing to smash him NT $1.8 million under the guise of an 'icon'.

    "so." Ling Ping an suddenly thought of a possibility: "I am actually an officially selected tester to test the balance of the game after recharging in the future?"

    There is only one explanation that can make sense.

    In that case, the peace of the spirit is impolite.

    Test!

    If you don't make planners and developers cry, what kind of testing is that?

    So he looked back and waved to the dumbfounded audience: "Little Red hand, come and open the box!"

    The floor was densely packed with boxes.

    At his feet, there was a golden box.

    This is what Nashuda left behind.

    .

    Xiao slightly raised his head and looked at the light and shadow haunted by Buddha light, slowly floated into the sky, and finally turned into a little bit of light, disappeared in the sky.

    She sighed: "it's over at last!"

    "two hundred years of torture and suffering!"

    She knows. This is Castle Achor.

    The ancient battlefield of two hundred years ago.

    Today, the older generation of divine monks, with great compassion and great power, have crossed over these poor people who are trapped here in the dark.

    Finally set them free.

    Xiao slightly looked at those shadows with a smile and slowly disappeared.

    She thought of the heroes of the Federal Empire who died in all foreign wars for the justice and freedom of all mankind.

    There are many of them whose whereabouts are unknown.

    Perhaps, be trapped in this nightmare world.

    If they can meet their seniors.

    "they are bound to meet!" He told himself with a little confidence.

    At this time, she heard the summons of her seniors: "Little Red hand, come and open the box!"

    She immediately replied, "here we go, senior!"

    As for what the senior monk called her, she directly ignored it.

    Seniors, cynicism, are there any problems in the game world?

    No problem!

    .

    In Paris in the morning, the wind is mild and sunny.

    Tourists gather in front of the famous Arc de Triomphe to take photos.

    The children are busy playing.

    Suddenly, a melodious music came.

    The passionate chorus resounded all over the avenue.

    "go ahead! Sons and daughters of the motherland! Get up! "

    "A glorious day awaits you!" 、

    The neat sound of military boots stepped on the slate street.

    Countless people looked sideways.

    I saw a team dressed in gorgeous military uniforms and holding high a broken military flag, striding forward with fearless momentum.

    "look, the tyrant is facing us!"

    "raise the flag stained with blood!"

    "raise the flag stained with blood!"

    The tourists were dumbfounded.

    "the guards of his Majesty the Emperor!" Someone familiar with history exclaimed.

    In the history of the Kingdom of France, only the army that fought for the emperor and the motherland had such momentum and determination.

    And only they can walk at such a pace.

    Only they will wear such gorgeous military uniforms!

    People pick up their cameras and want to take pictures.

    But.

    The next second, the army passed through them, through cars, from buildings, through the walls of shops.

    It seems to be illusory, but it is incomparably real.

    Countless people froze foolishly, staring at the team singing high-spirited war songs.

    I watched them walk all the way to the south, to the eternal resting place of the emperor, to the eternal resting place of countless comrades-in-arms and robes, to the place where a glorious era was buried.

    A moment later, the person who responded took pictures crazily with cameras and cell phones.

    Click.

    But the negatives developed and the photos that appear in the mobile phone do not have that army.

    However, the generous war song and the high-spirited chorus are still in my ears.

    A few minutes later, tourists and citizens visiting and playing in the Rong military Academy looked at a magnificent army, singing war songs, through roads and crowds, through cars and walls, to the emperor's eternal resting place.

    "go ahead! Sons and daughters of the motherland! Get up! "

    "A glorious day awaits you!"

    Neat footsteps, mixed with loud military songs.

    Many flangers burst into tears.

    But the footsteps and songs of those soldiers are getting farther and farther away, and gradually become inaudible.

    Disappear in the depths of the military academy, disappear in front of the coffin where the emperor sleeps forever.

    It seems to say that the era has finally come to an end.

    It's all over.

    As a result, the network of the Kingdom of France exploded.

    An hour later, all related posts were deleted.

    The Ministry of the Interior of the Kingdom of France immediately issued a statement: this is a mirage caused by the influence of the earth's magnetic field. Please do not panic.

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