Not long after Wang Mu sat down, a millet-colored long-haired royal sister sat next to him and asked her with a smile.

"My friend, is your gift okay?"

“… Excuse me, who are you?"

"Oh oh ~ forget me." Sister Sufa Wang said to Wang Mu in a familiar tone.

"It's me, King Nack of Igna. You won't forget it in such a short time, will you?"

“…”

"Xiao Wang, what's wrong with you?" Any questions?

Nako looked at Wang Mu, who suddenly bent down to cover her stomach, and asked with concern.

"A little stomach pain..."

Wang Mu said, with a toothache and a stomachache.

What a contrast, Nima. The disgusting look in front of you, how can I connect with this beautiful sister Wang!

Truth be told, I'm right......

"This food doesn't seem to be to your taste." Naya's son took Naya with him, ready to wipe all the food clean, and by the way, even those who were in charge of serving the black family members were killed by her light.

"What do shepherds want to eat?" As long as I have, I can get it for you.

Nayaz said that when the whole person leaned on Wang Mu, he looked at the warm Mei in his ear.

"Or do you want to eat~I~do~"

“… The origin of the fog is unknown, Your Majesty, after completing the mission, I received an entertainment ticket under the "Cult Carnival Banquet", so it should be a special banquet waiting for your gifts...... His Royal Highness King Nak Iago, please do not approach ......"

The Queen Mother held the son in one hand, and the son leaned forward; The other hand was holding Nak, the king of the country of Igo, and was about to lean forward. He said sadly.

What's wrong with these demons? Do they drink fake wine?

"Don't worry, you won't disappoint Wang Mu."

Nako stood up and pointed to the two blonde girls who were already standing opposite Wang Mu.

"Xu Lu and Hastur also came to see you."

"Your Majesty, King Huang, thank you for your help."

Wang Mu stood up and politely thanked the blonde, blue-eyed, expressionless strong woman. This made Crusu a little uncomfortable, but thinking of their purpose, he adjusted his train of thought and treated it as a blank slate.

Wang Mu has reason to thank Hasttool.

If she hadn't given Wang Mu power, he might have died on the last mission, so I still have to thank him anyway.

"It doesn't matter, if you're satisfied, use it later. I will not refuse your call. Hastar said coldly, his eyes staring at Wang Mu.

"Your courtesy".

Somehow, Wang Mu always felt that the blonde girl gave him a very simple feeling, which made him feel a little comfortable in such an environment.

While joking, his son pulled Wang Mu and chatted for a while.

At first, he was able to cope with a few words, but then he was really asked questions one after another. 3.2 I was worried that he was bored and seemed to be talking all the time, and Wang Mu began to feel a little bored.

Nayazi looked at Wang Mu's face and said something was not right, so she immediately ended the topic and entered Wang Mu's purpose very decisively.

"Well, now that we've met, let's discuss how we can benefit the shepherds."

She smiled and winked at him, and he immediately understood her words.

"I gave you intensive care last time. What do you want to do this time?"

At last.

Wang Mu looked very serious, sat up straight, and said that he had thought of this plan long before he came.

"If possible, use your immense power to transform my 'stand-in'!"

Wang Mu said, and a double "hell" wrapped in a black chain appeared behind him. "Oh?"

Nayazhi looked curiously at the mad hell, pointing at him from time to time, and finally she put down the chain coat on her and saw the body of the madness in the darkness like smoke.

"Protect, fear, jealousy, plunder...... Xiao Wang, it seems that your previous life was very bad.

The duality of the body is the embodiment of a person's soul, and Nayaz certainly sees that the appearance of this external incarnation of this body can only show that Wang Mu has experienced some painful past.

"It's not worth the trouble."

Wang μ frowned. He doesn't like people talking about his past.

"I wonder if the Duke of Nayaratoptip can play against me?"

"Of course you can~" Nayako smiled slyly. "The workings of the soul are what I do best. But where does Wang Mu want to start?"

"Ability". Wang Mu thought for a while.

"The hell of a madman is too limited. If you can't make the other person feel scared, then all you have is an invisible chain. Now, only those who are weaker than me are afraid of me, and this ability is of no use to those who have made up their minds, so I hope that His Highness will strengthen it.

The stand-in is Wang Mu's first ability, and his feelings are still very deep. However, it obviously can't keep up with his rocket-like power, so he will use this "Carnival of the Evil Gods" to achieve this purpose.

This is also the discussion of the age and heritage of the artifacts before he came.

God bless me.

"The mind is happy.

Although this ability of "body incarnation" is convenient, this ability is often not bad, 973 but has considerable drawbacks, if there is any change in the body, the stand-in, often causes some subtle ontological changes.

Wang Mu has always refused to let these evil gods do anything to their bodies, but they ignore the lethal factors of body and soul, which leads him to ask the evil gods to double transform their bodies.

As a result of their years of boredom, most of the talents of these imprisoned people are in creation and the transformation of souls. The abundance of weird relatives is the best proof of this. Doing something for Wang Mu is as simple as eating and drinking.

She pretended to think for a moment and asked the young pervert sitting nearby.

"While we have some plans, we also have to have our own unique skills...... Well, tell me what you think.

Say, start talking.

"What about 'intellectual deprivation'?" In its internal structure is a performance theater, set up by Wang Mu, and if the actors do not perform according to the script, it is forced to deprive them of their sanity and let them all be here...... Avatar? Well, in the capacity of a stand-in. ”

Hasta is talking about the effects of her yellow forbidden book, The King, and she loves human opera. During her boring time at Lake Haley, she often projected her spirit into reality and watched colorful operas.

It's just that most of the people at his table are crazy.

"Well, Your Majesty Hastur, I don't know much about opera." Wang Mu shook his head and refused.

"It's okay, I'll teach you." Hastul's expression, though still cold, softened noticeably.