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But an army of undead alone is not so scary.
The most terrifying thing was the plague created by Lucien.
A vain dream
The name is quite childish and has a very Lucien-esque style.
But its actual effect silenced all those who mocked its name.
It's closed forever.
It's so scary!
As for the specific effects, no one except Lucien knows.
The only thing Mo Ye knew was that everyone who contracted it disappeared after taking a nap.
Any race that needs to hibernate will be infected.
Apart from undead and purely mechanical species.
If Mo Ye hadn't received a side quest that took him away from the battlefield, he wouldn't be alive today.
Then he encountered Lucien, was thoroughly beaten, and submitted to Lucien's tyranny, obediently becoming his vice-captain.
He once asked Lucien, "You made such a big commotion in the Legion Wars, aren't you afraid of being sniped by those large Reincarnator teams?"
Lucien, however, replied to him without any apparent reason.
Do you know how to achieve death?
Before Mo Ye could answer, Lucien continued speaking on his own.
"Firstly, it is called war."
"Secondly, it is called famine."
"Thirdly, it is called plague."
"They dare not kill me because they fear I will give them a mutilated death."
At the time, he didn't understand what those words meant and thought Lucien was just having another bout of adolescent delusions. It wasn't until now, when Lucien had become several times stronger than before, that he had begun to vaguely grasp the meaning.
But he didn't dare to say.
He had a feeling that if he spoke out, he would die.
Died on the spot.
In order to survive, Mo Ye had no choice but to endure, endure, and endure some more.
You have to endure it even if you can't stand it.
In the cycle of reincarnation, as long as you are alive, you have infinite possibilities.
But to this day, he still hasn't figured out his captain's background.
No matter which world it was, he didn't seem to be using his full strength.
However, in this mission, the main god determined that they were the weaker party.
They have powerful forces and mysterious allies, yet they still entered this world ahead of schedule.
This is the mercy of God, the mercy bestowed upon the weak.
It is also the only act of kindness.
Use this time to leverage existing momentum and resources.
But it's too late, and the world is so chaotic. If some mental spells don't work, then we're basically doomed.
It's a minor issue if it doesn't work; the real fear is being hunted down after the scheme is exposed, in which case there would be no one to turn to for help.
For the sake of his future followers, Mo Ye had no choice but to ask the mysterious Lucien.
"You mean that plague? What's wrong? Are you scared?"
Faced with Lucien's slightly provocative words, Mo Ye nodded and readily admitted it.
"Yes, I'm scared. The situation is very unfavorable for us, and we need to be fully prepared. The only thing that can give me peace of mind right now is the plague you used before."
He was a swordsman, and also a commander.
There's nothing shameful about acknowledging your fears; you just need to overcome them later.
I just want to watch horror movies. The first time I watch one, I'm really scared, but after watching it a dozen times, I don't believe you'll still be scared.
If all else fails, turn off the sound and play "Paradise on the Edge" and "Majestic Grandeur" on repeat while watching horror movies.
If you're still scared, then you're beyond help.
Those unyielding swordsmen, or commanders who knew no reverence, are all dead.
They either crash into their heads and die, or they get killed by Mo Ye.
"I know you pretended to be nonchalant to boost the morale of the team. But honestly, don't use your old tactics from when you were leading troops. We are reincarnators, and all we need to do is figure out how to complete the mission with the least cost and get the greatest benefit."
"Those who can get into this team are no ordinary people. Putting me aside, you alone have several trump cards up your sleeve, right?"
"That guy Mo is a pure martial arts fanatic. He has prepared countless explosive and life-or-death methods. Underneath that human skin lies a pure monster."
"Although Leonard is cheeky and keeps saying that he is just an ordinary Stand user, his Stand ability is not as simple as he says. And don't think I didn't notice, he is also a psychic."
"Du Xiu was born with the bloodline of the Fiery Dragon. If he were in another fantasy or martial arts world, he would definitely be the chosen one, either the leader of the righteous path or a giant of the demonic path. It's a pity that he joined that FFF group. Alas, such a good protagonist template has been completely ruined."
“Darth, the one we’re most deeply hidden among us. The Dark Force he’s connected to is the darkest part of the universe. He can now even glimpse the future without paying a heavy price. And the strength of his willpower can only leave me speechless with 'terrifying'. Can you believe it? He’s constantly enduring the darkest side of the universe, yet he can still maintain his composure and speak to us with a smile.”
"None of you give me any peace of mind."
Chapter 83 is about to begin
(Don't ask me why Lucien is portrayed as so lofty and powerful, because in a sense, Lucien is the true protagonist of my first book.)
(I wrote that novel secretly in my notebook during my free time and while in class; it filled more than ten pages.)
(However, reality is cruel; that notebook mysteriously disappeared during the summer vacation, and I gave up on writing novels at that time. It wasn't until recently that I rekindled my interest in writing novels.)
(I included this as a memento; I guess this is what it means to reminisce about youth.)
(As for the settings, I copied them all over.)
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As soon as he finished speaking, Lucien turned around and casually waved his hand, and the door opened automatically.
Outside the door, several people were standing there.
Those people were the reincarnators Lucien had just mentioned.
"Alright, stop eavesdropping. If I hadn't turned off the magic barrier, you wouldn't have heard a thing in your entire lives."
No, you've misunderstood something.
Mo Ye's sudden outburst drew everyone's attention to him.
His eyes met Lucien's empty eye sockets, and he said seriously:
"You are the most deeply hidden monster among us."
Upon hearing Mo Ye's words, Lucien fell silent.
Then, he let out a chilling laugh.
"Yes, yes, that's right, I am the monster that is most deeply hidden. I didn't expect that you, Mo Ye, would find out. Well then, I have no choice but to admit it! I am the one who represents the end, the embodiment of death, the madman who dances wildly on the river of time. Hey, hey, hey, don't go! At least give me some face and give me some reaction, okay? Hey!"
"Give me more!"
--the next day----
"Hello, this is Chang Yan. Is Mr. Lucien there?"
Chang Yan stood next to the government office building and used the magical communicator given to him by Lucien to contact Lucien and the others.
"I'm here, Mr. Changyan. Where are you now?"
"Next to the government office building, where are you?"
"Moye is contacting our employer... Hmm, what? They want us to go to the government building? To cooperate with the government's work? This... Sigh, Mr. Changyan, then please wait for us there for a while, we're going to take a taxi there."
"Okay, no problem. I'll hang up now."
As usual, he put the magic communicator in his pocket and said to Kiyohime beside him.
"Lucien's employer asked them to cooperate with the government's operation, and they're taking a taxi here now. We'll probably have to wait a while... Oh, by the way, wait here for me, I'm going to buy something?"
As if he had thought of something, Changyan said something to Qingji, then walked to the shop across the street, bought a bottle of drink, and came back.
"I'm not thirsty, sir, please drink it."
As Chang Yan offered her the drink, Kiyohime shook her head.
"I knew you'd say that, so I specially bought these straws. Let's drink together. Here you go."
Chang Yan smiled and inserted a uniquely shaped straw into the mouth of the beverage bottle.
It was a pair of straws arranged in the shape of a heart, meant for couples.
"Yes, Master Changyan."
Kiyohime agreed softly, her face slightly flushed, seemingly from shyness.
The drink was very sweet and refreshing.
But Kiyohime felt very hot.
Blood carries emotions, and those emotions, transformed into flames, burn continuously within her body, scorching her heart.
It's so hot
It's so hot
It's so hot
Reason is about to be burned to ashes.
A torrent of intense emotion is about to burst forth.
"I think I can't hold back any longer, Master Changyan."
Watching Chang Yan's retreating figure, Kiyohime murmured to herself as if in a dream.
"What's wrong, Kiyohime? Why are you staring at me like that?"
Feeling the intense gaze from behind, Chang Yan turned around and asked with some confusion.
"It's nothing. Oh, that car seems to be Mr. Lucien and his group."
"Hmm? Where?... Oh, over there. They're really slow. Let's go pick them up."
"Ah."
Oh no, that won't do, people will hate me.
So wait a little longer.
Let these feelings brew in my heart a little longer.
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After meeting up with Lucien and the others, the group went directly into the office building.
Mo Ye directly presented an ID and then followed him into the conference room.
As Lucien and his group walked into the conference room, many people looked at them.
They hadn't seen these people before.
Especially the one who was leading the group, whose magical fluctuations were very obvious. Anyone with a little knowledge could tell that it was a rudimentary illusion that could only conceal his identity from ordinary people.
"Hello, gentlemen. Do you have any identification documents? I don't think I've seen you before. Also, sir, please remove the illusion spell on you and show your true face."
Legre stood up and questioned Lucien and the others.
Several staff members in suits also approached them.
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