Chapter 234 Anzai, Stop Now (Please Vote)

There wasn't much time left for Lin An.

Although the coffin-sealing witchcraft isolates the spirituality and temporarily protects the body from being found, this witchcraft is constantly 'attacking' the soul.

Lin An's mind was separated from his body at this moment, and he got rid of this trouble in a bug-like manner, but Chen Shuyun and the detective siblings could not hold on for too long.

Especially Chen Shuyun, who knows what happened to her.

Under the influence of Lin An's 'Psychic Balance Hand' witchcraft, Lao Liu's big banyan tree began to merge with the black shadow sitting on the bench under the tree, and the wall of the soul built by the tree roots behind him began to twist and shake.

The orange-red light flashed, and Lin An's expression was so focused.

Armor-making skills seemed to have penetrated every moment of his practice on the path to transcendence from the beginning. With the help of spirituality, Professor Cao's teachings kept popping up from the depths of his memory.

——"Breathing, this is the interaction between people and armor. At this time, it is not only a tool used to protect against attacks, but an extension of your life activities..."

——"But armor is armor after all. It is not you. This is especially true for the armor made by the lich. It is attached to the lich's obsession, which gives rise to the concept of game..."

——"The process of human beings competing with the Lich Armor is the process of furnace movement. Breathing serves as a bridge to make everything harmonious and complementary..."

——"Lin An, you can think of it as a whetstone. It hurts you and makes you sharper..."

——"You said Liu Yuanmou has mastered the 'Wizard's Will'? Oh, then he may be the best material for Lich Armor..."

——"None of us are perfect. It doesn't mean that we must stick to our truest selves. We should welcome changes and make ourselves more powerful. The game with the obsession of Lich Armor, don't I just want to stick to myself..."

——"Absorbing the power of Lich Material Obsession, in the concept of Wizard's Forge, is equivalent to treating the other party as a 'witchcraft mold', and then keeping in mind that the final power gained by each mind after obtaining this original template is different... …”

——"What you are best at is not whipping. I don't know why you like this, but my observation is that you are particularly good at painting skills. It can also become your strength... Painting itself is a manifestation of self-will …”

——"..."

The power of the furnace surged within his body, turning all his thoughts into power and immersing himself in the armor-making process in front of him.

Gradually, Lin An's breathing began to become gentle and long.

Gray-black smoke swirled around him and turned into a ball of flame behind him. In the flames, a little deer stared curiously at the big tree in front of him.

Subconsciously, witchcraft is performed.

The tray of the scale appeared under the deer and the big banyan tree, flickering faintly.

"No! What on earth are you doing!" Lao Liu's horrified cry echoed in the spiritual space, "Are you refining me? I'm still alive! You're making human armor, you're better than Hei The wizard is still evil! Chen Xinmi is right, you are not a wizard at all, you are just a witch hunter knight!"

Lin An pursed his lips.

"Mentor, do you know? If you hadn't performed surgery on my eyes, I should be working hard writing code now and earning wages to pay off the mortgage."

"Ha~" Old Liu's voice was full of ridicule, "So the root cause of everything is my fault?"

"Yes!"

Lin An suddenly pressed his arm hard, and the black shadow slammed into the big banyan tree with a bang, and a large amount of gray-black smoke began to emit from the place where the two came into contact.

"I'm just an ordinary person. I don't like taking risks. I don't like fighting and killing. I just want to live a good life!"

Lin An took a deep breath, and the aura of the furnace surging around his body became more and more active.

"Even if I was able to pry into spirituality later, I finally found a solution. The first thing that came to my mind was to use it to develop games, you know?"

"I really don't like the fighting and killing in the otherworldly world. I could have paid off the loan, saved some money, and started my retirement life."

Lin An murmured with blurred eyes, inserted his right hand into the heart of the black shadow, and took out a tree core from the coffin-sealing witchcraft with his left hand.

"Wait, what is this!" Lao Liu shouted in horror.

What a smart man he is. When he saw this tree core, he immediately reacted and shouted sternly, "Lu Ting, I am your uncle! You are so mean to me!"

Bang!

Lin An's right hand took out a black heart full of oil from the shadow's chest, and his left hand forcefully stuffed the tree core into it.

"Lin An, stop!" Lao Liu screamed more and more crazily, his voice distorted to the point of becoming extremely sharp, "Your method is too rough, I don't know where you heard this heart-to-heart witchcraft. But that’s not how this witchcraft works!”

Lin An ignored him and kept talking to himself.

"Teacher, do you know? My boss, Lao Liu, although I hate him, he was once the idol I longed for."

"A big programming guy, you can get a management position, the work is easy, and the salary is so high that we ordinary coders can't imagine..."

"I actually don't have high requirements. If I can be like that in this life, it will be enough."

"And I did it, and I'm now a game producer for the company."

"If I could choose, I really hope that life would be like this. Relying on the talent of observing spirituality, developing a game that shocks the world, and getting the fame, status and money you want, how nice it would be."

"I think this makes me very satisfied."

"But you see, I am now in charge of a bunch of subordinates who I don't like to interact with at all, and they are all forced to do so. At first, in order to seek self-protection in Lujiao, I finally made them think that I could help them run a leek garden. , gain their approval and let them not kill me because I am a wizard."

"Then you started to deal with me, and I became the target that everyone wanted to corrode. You, Professor Cao, and Chen Xinmi all wanted to eat me up."

"I didn't recruit. I don't have enough ability, so I can only recruit more people. I hope that one day I can use the 'Mind Balance Spell' you taught me to mobilize these people to resist the threat you bring."

"I lied to them. I confused my desire for home with their desire for shelter. In fact, I didn't want to lead an organization at all. I liked being alone."

"I dislike my current life less and less. It's too chaotic. I don't like it at all!"

"But I have to do it because you are forcing me to do it!"

The so-called 'ambition' and the so-called 'twisted cruelty' are actually the lingering 'wandering' in his heart. This was his state of mind during this period.

While muttering in his mouth, Lin An did not stop moving.

Although his operation is rough, he understands the principles, and many things can be run even with rough operations.

The spirit of the big banyan tree obviously felt the attraction brought by the core of the tree, and began to collapse towards the core of the tree. This collapse process was cleverly used by Lin An in the art of armor making, thereby accelerating the big banyan tree faster. Fusion with black shadow.

"Do you know what the hell you are doing? You are just messing around, and you are using my body!" Lao Liu yelled incompetently and furiously.

As the balance was broken, a face-like tumor began to appear on the trunk of the big banyan tree.

This is obviously the mind being affected.

Lin An looked at that face coldly and looked into Lao Liu's eyes, "You deserve it. If you didn't operate on my eyes, you wouldn't be able to enjoy my surgery on you now!"

Old Liu was so angry that he laughed, his tree-faced mouth opened, and his voice was dull and roaring, "I was really trying to verify my most amazing theoretical results, and you got the benefits I dreamed of! You are messing around in my body now." Come on, can it be the same?”

"I'm also testing my theory."

Lin An looked at the tree's face seriously and spoke very sincerely.

"You verify it!" Lao Liu cursed angrily, "I..."

Before he could finish his words, a heart dripping with oil was stuffed into Shu Lian's mouth, and suddenly he didn't dare to move his mouth.

He knows that once he bites this spiritual heart, he is finished!

Lin An clapped his hands, took a step back, and looked at the scene in front of him seriously.

The black shadow representing Old Wizard Liu's will merged into the big banyan tree and turned into a strange human-shaped mark on the tree.

There is a tree core stuck in the heart of the human-shaped mark.

There is a heart stuffed in the face and mouth of the big banyan tree.

"Heart to heart..." Lin An smacked his lips, "That's pretty much it."

His whole body began to glow with orange-red light, and his hands moved his fingers, which almost turned into lava. "Let's complete the last step of armor making, the game of the mind."

Lin An smiled, "My theory was taught by Professor Cao. He said that breathing is the best bridge between spiritual games. Let your armor change into my shape through my breathing."

"Of course, one of the interesting things I discovered is that we can live in someone else's heart forever, as long as the other person has strong emotions in their heart."

Just like the clown face in his mind, he also planned to imprint himself in Lao Liu's mind space forever.

Then, day and night, every moment, little by little, Lao Liu was refined into his own lich armor.

When refined, Lao Liu becomes the core of his own furnace.

Of course, this is just a conjecture, and it is done casually. Lin An doesn't care whether it succeeds or not.

He only knows that after this transformation, Old Liu will soon turn into a lich, even if it does not become the core of his own furnace, the most important thing is that it can be done to destroy Old Liu's clone witchcraft ability.

Next, Lao Liu can only hide, waiting to eventually become a lich. There is no longer any way to rely on these clones to escape and run around causing trouble.

Otherwise, the antlered witch-hunting knights who are looking for him everywhere will really kill him.

Lin An raised the corners of his mouth slightly, tilted his head and looked at the big banyan tree, smiling slightly, "It's awesome, aren't you right?"

As he spoke, his hands were stamped like irons.

On the translucent ground under your feet, you can see a waxy old man floating next to Chen Xinmi in the real world, whimpering, "Hurry up, I'm going to be killed by Lin An, hurry up." !”

The firelight flickered, and Chen Xinmi came to the place where Lin An performed the coffin-sealing witchcraft.

There, ten black-robed kapok men stood in a circle, like puppets that had lost their spirituality.

The original sealing witchcraft of the woods that concealed the sky and the sun had expired at some point.

Apparently these clones have lost contact with Lao Liu.

"Trouble, coffin sealing witchcraft..." Chen Xinmi threw Lao Liu and Zheng Miao aside casually, staring at the ground with a cigarette between her fingers, frowning.

Suddenly, her face hardened and she looked up.

I saw a huge motorcycle speeding along the red road in the sky. On the back seat of the motorcycle, Dr. Zhang shouted nervously, "Anzai, my good Anzai, stop now, you did it now It’s my soul, not Lao Liu’s!”

"???"

Old Liu was stunned.

Chen Xinmi was also stunned.

In the spiritual space, Lin An looked down at the real world on the translucent ground and was stunned, "What? What the hell?"

Only Lao Cao, who was driving a motorcycle, had a face full of ridicule, and he could hardly hold back his laughter.