At night, the Eagle Castle, the private residence of Lord Rez, due to the return of the master, the house keeper elves lit up the brilliant lights, through the "eye sockets" of the eagle's beak rock, like a majestic sky overlord, looking down on the huge territory. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lu Bin, who returned with a full load, sat in the hall and instructed the loyal little brown fairy: "Nock, create a real phantom for me, disguise it as if I have no sign of leaving." ”

Keeping his duty and never doing anything that exceeds his duties, the house guard elf nodded, and then snapped his fingers lightly, and the golden sparks in his eyes shone brightly, and then a phantom that was exactly the same as Lu Bin emerged from his body, stood up and slowly paced back and forth in the hall, and even made a slight footstep sound.

Lu Bin was very satisfied, holding the book of the traveling mage in his left hand, opened the door to the "Elven Waste Capital Elondale", and took a step forward directly.

Sitting on the lonely throne in front of the twin trees, his eyes opened slightly, but quickly closed slowly. For safety reasons, Lu Bin decided to use his clone to carry out this dangerous but full of opportunities.

Looking at the Paradise of Death not far away, the Bone Altar, which had been eroded and assimilated by the invisible rules, still resisted stubbornly even if it was "relocated" to the place where the bones were buried, and only the edges showed slight signs of collapse.

Lu Bin walked alone, and at this time no one could help, even a few artifacts were of limited use, so he could only come by himself.

From the vibrant elven wasteland of Elondell, crossing the boundaries that have become blurred, and coming to the Paradise of Death, which is full of negative energy, Lu Bin stepped on the Bone Altar without hesitation, with the Thunder Battle Axe of the "Rune Blacksmith" in his left hand and the sealing finger of the "Rune Mage" in his right hand.

"Get out!"

Lu Bin held a battle axe with silver flashing light, and struck a thunderous blow at the white bone altar standing at his feet, and in the explosion of the landslide and earth cracking, a black pearl with cold light suddenly burst, and the invisible plane rules took the opportunity to occupy this node, and then used it as a starting point to erode a large area of territory around.

The essence of the projection incarnation of Nasakras, the king of nightmares, after not being able to return to the body of the Abyss Demon God, hid in the depths of the Bone Altar, and at this time, he was hit by a double blow, and he could no longer bear to condense his form and try to save the situation.

"Boom...... The blue sulfur flames burst up at Lu Bin's feet, and a vicious hand with a burning bristle on his wrist stretched out with great speed and grabbed at the neck of the "black hand behind the scenes".

"Hmph!" Lu Bin sneered, and the prepared seal pointed at the palm of the strange hand, regardless of the consequences of the disparity that would break in an instant.

Most of the essence of the projection incarnation of Nasacras, the Nightmare King, could have ignored this banal seal, but now it is in the place of bones, in the home field of the mastermind behind the scenes, suppressed by the ubiquitous rules of the plane, and it is tragically touched and lost.

The strange hand with jagged claws, as if it had lost its quality, was continuously sucked in by Lu Bin's fingers, and in shock, the projection incarnation of Nasacras, the king of nightmares, tried to survive with a broken arm, but unfortunately under the suppression of the rules, it couldn't be done at all.

It didn't take long for an elbow-tall obsidian statue to fall onto the white bone altar, losing the only source that could resist the erosion of the plane's rules, and the altar itself instantly shattered into more than a dozen cracks, swarming out of it with blood-colored souls like substance, swimming freely in a highly concentrated negative energy environment.

Unfortunately, without the protection of the altar, the assimilation effect of the plane itself quickly faded the color of their blood, revealing the essence of their souls.

From Lu Bin's point of view in the Book of Travel Mages, the obsidian statue is part of the virtual godhead of the Nightmare King Nasacras, and the statue has thousands of magical veins on its surface, but it is a pity that the original source flowing inside has been exhausted, and only an empty shell remains.

Faced with this statue with a subtle essence of the abyss, Lu Bin did not convert it into a card and include it in the collection as usual, but let the rules of the plane permeate everywhere and analyze the unique laws behind it.

Severed from the Abyss Demon God's body by the unique Burial of the Bones, the Nightmare King Nasacrath projected a statue that incarnates most of its essence, and can no longer resist the invasion of the rules of the plane.

Soon, Lu Bin saw the concrete results, showing in front of him the phantom of the statue that was thirty times larger, densely packed like a three-dimensional labyrinth-like magic network, thousands of abyssal twisted evil talismans, from tiny particles to concrete forms.

Lu Bin knew that each evil talisman was a manifestation entity with a high degree of condensation of demonic power, the crystallization of the abyssal laws of decay, depravity, chaos, and evil, and so many evil talismans constituted the projection incarnation of Nasakras, the king of nightmares.

"If it weren't for the unpreparedness of a few artifact attacks, I really wouldn't have been able to defeat the imprisoned abyss demon god, and if it weren't for the cage order of the main material world, limiting it to the strength below the legend, it would be difficult to say who would win and who would lose. But no matter what, I'm always the winner, and that's enough. ”

Then, Lu Bin picked up the obsidian statue and gently pressed it against his forehead: "Come on, poor worm, give me everything you have." ”

With the establishment of a spiritual connection, Nasakras, the Nightmare King, who was tortured by the rules of the plane and was dying, seemed to have found an opportunity to turn defeat into victory, and suddenly broke free from the shackles of the obsidian statue and rushed into Lu Bin's body.

"Boom", like the thunder rolling through the clouds in the depths of the sky, Lu Bin suddenly lost his hearing, and two thin snake-like blood lines flowed out of his nose.

The secret realm between the unreal and the real slowly opened, but Lu Bin, who was at home, took the initiative to pull Nasakras, the king of nightmares, into his own realm.

This is a vast area of decaying temple, with ruined walls everywhere, and the bricks and stones standing under your feet are engraved with thousands of abyssal evil talismans, faintly revealing an evil aura.

Nasacras, the King of Nightmares, returned directly to the state of his heyday, with a lord-level nightmare demon horse below his waist, the horns of his chest tilted upwards were stained with the blood of countless innocents, and the spine as hard as a mountain rock floated out of his body, and the vicious demon eye bones spun around, radiating a dim magic light.

Lu Bin did not show weakness, the phantom of the silver "King of the Hill" appeared on his body, and threw the fatal blow of the Thunder Battle Axe at the opponent, and the rune hammer in his right hand fell to the ground, forcibly shattering an abyss evil talisman on the spot and transforming it into a unique storm rune.

Wisps of breeze gradually generated, bringing new life and hope to this rotten chaotic texture, Lu Bin lowered his head to check, and suddenly found the double snake staff mark in the middle of his chest, and couldn't help laughing, which fell on the ears of Nasacras, the king of nightmares, but he did not hesitate to ridicule his opponent wantonly.

The Thunder Tomahawk swirled in a constant whirlwind, and Nasacras, the Lord of Nightmares, unconcernedly, swung his whip away, swinging the weapon that was already capable of threatening him.

But he didn't expect that the Thunder Tomahawk still had the ability to whirl and attack, and it didn't take long for it to fly back, and it struck Nasacras, the Lord of Nightmares, in the back of the head, and he staggered forward and almost fell to the ground, a memorable and extremely humiliating lesson.

At the same time, Lu Bin was wielding the rune hammer, like a game of whack-a-mole, constantly knocking on the floor tiles of the abyss evil talisman engraved on the ground, and more and more storm runes were transformed, not only expanding his own territory, but the subtle breeze gradually converged, and even turned into a strong wind with a speed of 50 kilometers per hour.

With a slight negligence, the one-sided situation was turned down by his opponent, and Nasacras, the King of Nightmares, no longer dared to underestimate the lucky one with a few artifacts, and the flaming mane's hooves rushed forward, and the collision horns stained with the blood of the innocent shone with the cold light of metal.

Lu Bin's right hand was raised unhurriedly, and the defensive rune in his palm was aimed at the complete body of the angry Abyss Demon God: "Instantaneous, multi-layer force field wall!"

The force field wall, which was as hard as basalt and was as wide as a hundred square meters, and its thickness was incalculable due to the gapless superposition, suddenly appeared in front of Nassacras, the king of nightmares.

"Boom...... "Long" was like the violent explosion of a depth charge, the impact of the lord-level nightmare demon horse that completely lifted the speed, and the metal impact angle penetrated more than a dozen force field walls, but unfortunately the overall evenly distributed damage did not completely destroy the obstacles, opening a passage, wasting a lot of physical strength in vain, not to mention the force after hitting the wall, his feet staggered as if he was drunk, and then his knees weakened, and he fell to the ground on the spot.

At the same time, Lu Bin wielded the Rune Hammer, constantly expanding his territory, at most throwing out a "confinement" to make the opponent temporarily unable to move.

As the Runeterras has expanded rapidly, the strong winds that have gathered have gone even further, transforming into gales that have destroyed houses.

Shaking his dazed head, Nasacras, the King of Nightmares, stood up again, and immediately found that he had been cornered, and if the foundation of his life was taken away from him, then he would lose his only chance to turn defeat into victory.

Lu Bin shook his head lightly: "The source in your body has been harvested twice in a row, and you have nothing left now, but I can get a steady stream of support from the outside, you still obediently stay in place, waiting for me to go over and kill you completely." ”

Listening to the enemy's declaration of victory, Nasacras, the King of Nightmares, did not become angry, but calmly faded from his heyday and regained his anti-curved sheep's hoof.

Lu Bin immediately felt the other party's body emerge like a towering mountain, and suddenly the mountain collapsed and crushed towards him, knowing that these were just illusions, but in this nightmare secret realm between illusion and reality, it can cause damage to the body outside.

Even the left hand wielding the Rune Hammer slowed down, and every joint of the body creaked under pressure, like a rusty metal structure.

"I'm scared, you're scared at last! Let me absorb your fear and make it my source. ”

A faint emotion was pulled out by the invisible force, Lu Bin suddenly lost something, his hands and feet regained a little agility, and then he was forced to become sluggish, but he never stopped the plan to transform the abyss evil talisman into a storm rune.

Nasacras, the Lord of Nightmares, drew on the fear of his opponent and instantly transformed it into his own source, albeit a thin addition, but it was a pleasure to walk through the sands to reach an oasis.

"The taste of fear is sweet and mellow, and your fear has completely transformed me, and now it has taken on a new form. ”

Cold snake scales appeared on the body of Nasakras, the Nightmare King, his tongue turned into a forked snake letter, and the flame mane that stretched from the back of his head to his back turned into abyssal vipers, spewing out deadly poisonous gases.

"It turns out that you have a deep fear of poisonous snakes, what a remarkable discovery. ”

Lu Bin exhaled: "It's not that I'm afraid of snakes, but I hate the feeling of cold and slippery snakes sliding on your skin, otherwise you will become stronger." ”