At the beginning of the game, players often only have low-quality and inexpensive low-star servants, but as players continue to draw cards and become stronger, their strength will often gradually fall behind, until they become "warehouse management".

Alien is a reinforcement of this old obedience.

The routine is often a certain subordinate, and after a certain plot is strengthened, it will be promoted to the star and return to the card pool, which can be regarded as an advanced version of the subordinate.

This is very reasonable, and Hu Zun is not static, and he has grown and is happy to see.

As long as you don't look too ugly, just find a popular Hu Cong to change into a swimsuit, hold a water gun and declare that you are "different", and at the same time put a limited label on it, and push it to the first place on the strength list, no one will say anything about it.

It not only meets the requirements of the strength party; It also enables the sentimental party to return to the battlefield with its "old buddies" more calmly; On top of that, manufacturers can make a lot of money again.

Win-win!

Prajna is clearly qualified for different qualifications.

As a six-star gift for the opening of the server, everyone has to use it, and the popularity is obviously not low, as for the strength. The strength is there, but it won't be so pleasant to use, after all, defense will never be as good as output.

And the legend of the Sansheng Stone seems to be able to get along with Prajna.

Legend has it that there is a three-life stone on the side of the bridge, which can reflect the past life, this life and the next life.

As the gatekeeper of hell, the two should be very compatible.

…

A golden light shrouded Prajna's body.

This is not the Holy Radiance, but the golden color of the "Golden Legend".

Lying in the "amber", Lothar, who couldn't move, thought with some melancholy:

He had seen the unusual posture of Prajna, and that appearance was really not very good looking, spiral horns, long green hair, and sharp claws - it did not match the "Prajna" in Buddhist parlance at all.

Because at the beginning of the design, this name was used in the legend of Fuso, the common ghost image "Pranya" on ukiyo-e.

It is not unclear what the consequences of such a ghost appearing in front of everyone's eyes will be.

But even bearing the notoriety of driving evil spirits is better than letting the enemy's caster play it, and no one knows better than Lothar how terrifyingly lethal a high-level spellcaster with full firepower can be.

What's more, the spellcaster on the dragon's back isn't dead yet!

He was only pierced through his body by the golden spear of the Demon Blocker, and he was still far from death, and if he was rescued, he would also be a huge threat.

But it's not that there is no way to be "round", he feels that he still has the potential to be a god, so he deduces - angels are incarnated, and their images are not fixed at all, so it would be good to show a terrifying demeanor to the hopeless pagan devil.

The holy spear is in his hands, and he has the great feat of slaying the dragon, as long as this battle is won, his reputation will be in the holy land, and even the Pope will not dare to tear his face with him easily.

…

Just wait until the golden glow dissipates.

What appeared in front of Lothar was not the green-haired and one-horned demon he expected, but a white-clothed, fairy-like woman, with nothing in her hands, standing in place with a half-height ghost-faced shield.

Isn't it a demonic prajna?

The system's prompt sounds: Your Legendary-level Servant Prajna, under the influence of the Three Birth Stones, has awakened the wisdom of his previous life, and obtained a new alien template, which can be switched with the old template at any time.

Note: The health and mana of the two will be replaced in equal proportions after the switch.

New Templates:

Name: Xie Lingyun

Category: Summoner

Quality: Legendary (6 stars)

Grade: 70

Intimacy: Trusted

Strength: 95

Dexterity: 65

Stamina: 95

Endurance: 85

Mental power: 285

Introduction: Read more than 10,000 volumes, and write like a god.

Talent:

Past and Present Lives: If Prajna, who is well versed in past and present lives, regains her former abilities, her mental power will be increased by an additional thirty percent.

The pen becomes a god: the pen falls into a storm, and the poem becomes a ghost. Everything written by the fairy in the book will be reflected in reality to a certain extent, and she can summon the characters in the stories she writes to help at any time.

Crowd of Voices: The more widely the stories written by the immortals in the book, the more powerful the characters in the stories will have when they are summoned.

Skill: Set the storm: Set the storm in one word, control the field skill, can control all the enemy's actions in a short time.

Pen Thunder: (Requires Elite Level 1 to unlock)

Immortal: (Requires Elite Level 2 to unlock)

Comment: The book fairy who went to hell was once a warm-hearted girl, but apparently this enthusiasm brought her a painful price.

Since her ascension to hell, she has often been known by the code name "Prajna", and perhaps even she herself has forgotten her real name.

Xie Lingyun...

Is Prajna's real name? It's like the great poet of the Northern and Southern Dynasties...

If you become a ghost before you become a ghost, you are actually an "immortal"?

Lothar was confused for a moment, feeling that her most familiar partner had become stranger.

Dressed in white, she raised her green jade fingers and lightly clicked on the ghost-faced shield, the black ghost-faced shield suddenly melted, and in the frightened eyes of the ghost-faced on it, it turned into a sword-like weapon.

She lifted the sword in her hand and swung her pen.

"Definitely!"

A cold scolding.

Looking down from the sky, you can vaguely see an illusory square word, slowly printed on the ground.

The next moment, the surging torrent of evil spirits was frozen.

Lothar, who was imprinted in amber, raised his head and could see an illusory spirit, dragging the lower half of his body like a cloud, frozen above his head—not completely frozen, and it could be vaguely seen that they were still moving slowly, but their speed had been slowed down countless times.

Is this the power of "time"?

Lothar suddenly found that her index finger could also move, followed by her ring finger, little finger...

Is this also the power of Prajna?

He looked at the figure with his back to him, familiar, but also unfamiliar.

Jeanne raised her eyebrows, a little speechless with shock: "What kind of new ability is this?" ”

No matter what world it is, stepping into the realm of time is always mysterious and shocking.

This is especially true for wizards who seek the truth.

The eclipse is still running wild.

Trampling one evil spirit after another that has fallen into stagnation.

In the eyes of ordinary people, clusters of green flames like ghost fires appear out of thin air and disappear out of thin air, but in Jeanne's eyes, it is one evil spirit after another being burned into torches.

Prajna's expression was still flat, but the brilliance in her eyes dimmed a little, she raised her hand and pointed forward: "Igni." ”

The sea of fire lifted up, and one by one the evil spirits were shattered into slag and gathered into the black sword in her hand - although the form had changed, the essence of the ghost-faced shield had not changed, it was still the fragment of the Hell Gate.

These evil spirits will also serve as firewood for Prajna to continue to exert his powers.

On the other side, Mudrygi's eyes were full of disbelief, the strength of the evil spirit army was limited, many of them were just ordinary people's souls that were simply transformed by him, he thought that they would be destroyed by the enemy, but he never thought that it would be in this way.

Suddenly, the silver sword pierced the air.

A gray-haired man with a long sword suddenly appeared behind Mudryhi.

He reacted almost immediately, and the rings on his fingers burst open, turning into an extremely cold aura that froze the man, but in the blink of an eye, there was a strong wind howling behind him again.

Looking back, there was another identical white-haired man, holding a silver sword, slashing at him with a fierce momentum.

A huge evil spirit appeared from behind Mudrygi and blocked the white-haired man's attack, but he also paid the price of almost dissecting half of his body.

The white-haired man did not give up, his amber eyes like a beast flickered with a faint light, and his swordsmanship was like a thousand tempers, as if he had seen the weakness of the evil spirit, only to see him pinch the magic seal, and the purple aura flashed, and it was directly condensed into the body of the evil spirit, and a sword split it in half from the middle.

Bang –

A spiritual shock crashed into the white-haired man.

But he immediately picked up the seal again, and with a bang, a golden light flashed through him, and he forcibly withstood the spell that Mudrygi had hastily cast.

"Give me death!"

Mudrygui shouted with some anger.

The white bone palm stretched out from the feet of the white-haired man, grabbed it directly, and followed by two vertebrae that seemed to have just been pulled out of the flesh and blood, and were still stained with mottled blood, directly penetrating the white-haired man's body.

But then there was another howling wind.

Mudrygui, who was a little embarrassed to dodge, looked back with a foreboding, and the new white-haired man who appeared behind him had a cold expression and cat's eyes.

Beside him, the white-haired man who was frozen in the ice, and opposite, the white-haired man whose body was pierced by his vertebrae, had disappeared without a trace at the moment.

Mudrygui asked in disbelief: "Who are you?" ”

Excellent swordsmanship, also possessing a certain ability to cast spells, and more importantly, possessing this strange immortal body - such an enemy, how can you deal with it?

The white-haired man's expression was cold, and his face full of stubble spat out a single word: "Van Helsing." ”

He paused, then added, "You can call me Geralt, too." ”