Chapter 1042 Sleepiness

Ten minutes later, she gave up on this idea and wanted to pick out the one with the deepest and most artistic vision. It's not that it's impossible, but it's too time-consuming.

The dreams of all intelligent life are connected here, and she has to distinguish them one by one for a thousand years!

There is no time to waste, simply, let's carry forward the tradition of the endless family, and follow the feeling! Anyway, everything is the arrangement of fate.

There is no southeast, north, south, and north in the dream, and illusions can be seen everywhere here. The land, sea, and sky are randomly spliced ​​here, and various colorful glass panels are covered up, down, left, and right in the entire space.

Thea pointed in one direction, strode away for half a minute, stopped, looked around for a while, checked the number in the fate list one by one, and picked a dream fragment that seemed to be the most energetic.

Follow the guidance of the soul and see that the opposite seems to be a man, she is not talking nonsense, it is you!

Non-stop came to Britain in 1916. At this time, the First World War was happening. British soldiers were fighting desperately on the European battlefield. The long tug-of-war made the people see no hope. A large number of young and middle-aged soldiers left the country, and social conflicts increased sharply.

All kinds of dissatisfied remarks came into being, and this "Ancient Mystic Brotherhood" surfaced at this time.

The founder and organizer, Roderick Burgess, the master of magic, is making preparations. He wants to capture death, because death has incomparable power and eternal life.

Thea smiled and watched them prepare. She didn't use any invisibility. As long as she wanted, no one could see her now. Death was invisible, and invisibility was only the most insignificant ability.

Becoming death, her timeline completely runs through the front and back. She is not only the daughter of Malcolm and Moira, but also the embodiment of death that saw the beginning of the creation and ushered in the birth of the universe.

Independent of time, space, and creation.

Just like the combination of life and emotion in the universe can become the force of the Phoenix, if the entire DC world is regarded as a whole, it also has its own timeline, and Thea is currently on this line.

This is why this group of second-rate British mages can know her existence, because on this world timeline, ancient books have recorded her past countless times. After all, she has to "die" once every hundred years, more or less Leave some records.

Thea looked at a group of people busy with leisure, and they were full of energy, as if invincible power and eternal life were at their fingertips.

The busy group of people didn't know that their "captured" target was around them, some were drawing a magic circle, and some were reciting prayers. Well, this group of people is very talented. They think that they can fool death by saying a few nice words, and then throw a cup as a sign, and rush forward to catch death.

After watching it for half a minute, Thea understood their plan. She was determined to kill these ignorant guys, but she had a task, so she could only patiently watch their clumsy and clumsy performances.

The thirteen mages had been busy all afternoon, and finally began to pray after the sun went down.

Not to mention, this prayer has some effect, not by hearing, Thea heard the call at a certain level of consciousness.

In order to make them sell some effort, she responded briefly.

Just like Huihun Ye, these mages lit candles all over the place, but she blew them out.

A bunch of people were overjoyed, and the blood sacrifice began next!

Seeing that the fire was almost ready, Thea tapped her left index finger lightly, and she hit the soul imprint of the "Sandman Candidate" in the center of the magic circle.

"There is a response! That's great!" Several people happily waited for the pie to fall from the sky.

Thea was also sitting on the side, waiting for the call. The Sandman was called, and he briefly said a few precautions to fulfill his "family" responsibilities. After that, he could go home and rest. He was still very tired after working so hard to create the world. Yes, she just wants to find a big bed and have a good sleep.

However, things are far more than that simple.

"Pfft!" Just halfway through the summoning, a cloud of blood mist exploded from the inside out, not to mention Sandman, a living creature.

The magic power raged without even a finger left, and it was completely blown into powder.

The eldest lady was speechless, and waved her hand to stop the time. She walked out and checked the scene.

There are actually problems on both fronts.

The sandman reserve player I chose was a little watery. He was in a state of sleep, his mental strength was unstable, and he was blown away by the powerful magic power.

On the other hand, the summoning array of these guys is also a bit overbearing. Although they can't even summon a single strand of Thea's hair, it is already considered a powerful array to deal with the Sandman reserve at this time.

How to do it? Thea sighed, knowing that this task was not that simple.

It's not hard to guess that it might not be smooth sailing when fate chose you at the beginning. Those who are within fate can be mastered, but those who are outside fate can only hit big luck.

This matter is unique to me, but to Big Brother Fate, I'm afraid I don't know how many candidates he is.

The difference between me and them is that I reached the end, but they didn't...

After failing to select candidates for the first time, she reset the timeline with a wave of her hand, and went to the dreamland to search again.

Not long, this time picking a guy who looks tough and going back to 1916 again.

The group of sorcerers repeated the process in front of her again like acting.

Facts have proved that tenacity and magic have nothing to do with each other, and it is another cloud of blood.

Whoops! Thea only felt that she had a toothache, and her heart was full of helplessness.

Restart this timeline again, and then repeat the whole process over and over again like a third-rate director.

Candidates include those who are in joy, those who are in sorrow, young people, old people, people with disabilities, and people with superpowers.

After failing for the seventeenth time, she began to change the selection direction, going back half a year in advance, artificially reducing the power of this magic circle during the design stage.

But it can't be too weak. If it's too weak, it won't be able to connect to the dream, and the scene won't be able to continue.

After three times of debugging, I finally came up with a plan that can be summoned reluctantly and has the least burden on the summoned.

But then it's still fail, fail, fail...

Watching this group of sorcerers want to "catch" death with great interest, once the performance starts, they can't stop at all. At first, it was fun to watch, but after watching it sixty-one times in a row, no matter who it is, everyone will get tired of watching it.

Fortunately, before she was about to lose patience completely, the summoning was successful, whether it was the seventy-sixth or seventy-seventh time.

"This guy is death? Why is he a man? He looks a little weak..." A certain trick mage asked the leader of the Brotherhood.