Infinite Mask Game

The Iron Crown of Thorns comes from the costume [Crown Wearer]. ‘6’ ‘9’ ‘s’ ‘h’ ‘u’ ‘x’ ‘.’ ‘c’ ‘o’ ‘m’

[Iron Crown of Thorns]

Category: Special

Effects:

1. Must bear its weight (active): When you wear the crown, you will feel more and more oppression. Every minute you hold on, your status will be upgraded to a small level. When you reach your destined limit, the upgrade stops. The limit is related to fate, cause and effect, and potential. If you take off the crown, the bonus is reset. The current limit is 3 small levels.

[Hint: Your status has been upgraded to a small level. ]

When the system prompt appeared, Wei Miao had surpassed the heavy armor swordsman by three positions and was only four steps away from the throne.

The eyes behind her were staring at her closely. I guess the heavy armor swordsman must have a very complicated mentality at this moment.

The mental drowsiness began to show, and Wei Miao discovered another advantage of the heavy armor swordsman's posture. Leaning on the sword is like leaning on a crutch, which can effectively support the body.

The tip of the knife sank into the sand crystal, and she stood still, waiting quietly.

Soon——

[Hint: Your status has been upgraded to a small level. ]

The pressure around her was reduced, and the mental depression deepened.

Wei Miao took two steps forward with the double negative buff of body and mind.

[Judgment successful! ]

She gradually adapted to the increasing pressure of the steps and could roughly estimate the distance she could move forward.

Only two steps left!

The throne was within reach!

As expected, Wei Miao heard the sound of the greatsword being pulled out of the sand behind her. ♦♦  ♦♦

She turned around slowly, lifted up the Night Judge with some difficulty, and stared at it warningly.

The tall heavy-armored swordsman held the sword in front of his chest, his legs like pillars, his lower body stable, motionless.

Silent hostility ready to go.

Wei Miao knew that she was actually a spent force, and the Thorn Iron Crown was a costly amplification equipment that gave a "weak buff" to extremely enhance her status.

In the deadlock, Wei Miao waited for the last promotion.

[Hint: Your status has been promoted to a small level. The promotion has reached the limit! ]

The restraint of the field was loosened, and the feeling of dying impacted her will. Unlike the panic feeling in the middle of the night when she often stayed up late, the heartbeat that accelerated due to pain turned slow and heavy.

Cutting the will from the body's perception was Wei Miao's usual self-hypnosis method to deal with pain, watching herself coldly like a soul out of the body.

The body that was burdened to the extreme turned and moved forward mechanically, and the stiff and stretched muscles caused the pace to be slow, and it was easy to fall down if you walked fast.

The heavy-armored swordsman began to turn the sword body, with the tip of the sword facing up.

Because the greatsword was heavy, the distance between the two meant that the heavy-armored swordsman needed to charge the blade to hurt her.

This charging time was Wei Miao's chance!

Wei Miao had already walked to the throne, and the moment she turned around and sat down, she saw the heavy-armored swordsman swing a powerful and heavy sword light at her!

"Ka-dang!"

With a sharp sound, a head was chopped off and hit the back of a chair, then bounced and rolled down, rolling on the ground before stopping.

The sword energy continued to move forward, but it immediately dissipated after it touched the back of the chair.

That was the head of Sister Euphia.

However, strangely, the crown of thorns was firmly worn on her silver hair, and the wound at the broken end was flat, without any blood leaking out. In fact, the head was smiling and winking at the heavy-armored swordsman.

The power of the Eternal Night in the field was shaking like waves, and the figure of the nun was blurred and distorted in the sight, and a wave of air burst out from the throne to the surroundings!

Under the sudden strong pressure, the armor of the heavy-armored swordsman creaked, and it was forced to kneel on one knee, with the greatsword in front of it!

[Judgment in progress...]

[The status judgment passed! ]

[Under the witness of the Eternal Night, you have been successfully crowned as the King of the Eternal Night! 】

The moment she sat on the throne, her perception radiated to the entire Eternal Night Realm through the throne!

The hidden shackles loosened, and the Eternal Night physique was sublimated to the extreme under the support of the inexplicable power!

Crown of Eternal Night (Passive): As the king of Eternal Night, you have merged with Eternal Night! Dominate Eternal Night, you can dominate everything in the Eternal Night Realm! Eternal Night is immortal, and the king is immortal!

Power of Eternal Night: ∞

The right armrest of the throne with a special structure cracked a deep crack, like a scabbard to store Night Cutting, the dark red handle was exposed.

She hooked her index finger, and the head on the ground automatically flew up and was held in her hand, which was extremely creepy.

She fumbled to put the head back on her neck, aligned the cracks, and healed as before.

The bloody Eternal Night Sister sat on the highest throne, with unfailing power, overlooking everything.

The gorgeous violet right eye was stained with black, and the clothes on her body repaired themselves.

The bloodstains were gradually wiped off, and the thin wounds on her face closed, leaving no traces.

The tentacles on the back of the chair woke up from their dead state, as thin as threads, climbing up her body, mimicking and weaving all her clothes, and then replacing them.

The heavy-armored swordsman who was still kneeling below raised his head with difficulty and looked at her.

The strange black eyes cast their gazes far away.

"Crack-bang-"

The heavy-armored swordsman's full body armor made an unpleasant and harsh squeezing and rubbing sound.

With a noise that seemed to be a roar, it deformed inch by inch, dented inward, and a dirty liquid like oil flowed out of the gaps in the armor.

Finally, it changed from a human form to a sphere, was thrown out of the throne field, and decayed rapidly.

Only a big sword stood, like a loser's grave, a deterrent to the provocateur.

Outside, the deep black night rolled and boiled, carrying the pressure of the king throughout the field!

"The new king has arrived, and the Eternal Night has changed! How is it possible... that a noble person can sit on the throne?"

The old man did not die under the sword of the secret, and slowly reorganized himself, and sighed hoarsely.

A cold look made it shudder.

"It's over."

Simon pulled the spear out of the dorsal wing of the bone dragon. A sense of omnipresent surveillance and the active Eternal Night reminded him that the battle ended with victory.

Niger, who only had one arm left, grinned and showed bloody teeth. Although he didn't know what Euphia had done, it was obvious that the purpose of this trip had been achieved.

The sacrifice was not in vain.

Crick's body was swallowed by the sand crystal and rested in the arms of the Eternal Night.

"Let's go, let's go to see the King of the Eternal Night... I hope the king can forgive our sins..."

The surrounding Eternal Night life forms gradually retreated into the darkness, and they had to submit to the Night King with the Eternal Night as their lifeblood.

In silence, Wei Miao's state was far less detached than she looked.

"So that's how it is. Once you become the king, you will be the king forever! The eternal night will never end, and the king will never die!"

A compassionate smile appeared on her beautiful face.

A predetermined route, a predetermined fate.

The only true ending of the dungeon, the eternal night is the king, the divine flame can tolerate the seeds, and only then can you truly escape destruction.

The unparalleled Night King is just a sea-stabilizing needle bound to the throne, constantly suffering the pain of status promotion, and dedicating the rest of his life to the continuation of the world.

Euphia can no longer step down from the throne. The iron crown of thorns crowns her. The feeling of dying follows her like a shadow, and her body endures extreme fatigue and weakness.

The equivalent exchange is enough to destroy the world! Unfortunately, she is not a destroyer.

She sat on the throne, looking at the group of eternal night life forms that stopped outside the field. They still carry the residual evil spirit after the battle, and each of them is injured. When they see her, they are guilty and hesitant.

They are the first to come to the audience, but they will not be the last batch. There are other individuals lurking in the Eternal Night who are keeping themselves safe, with an ancient and low-key aura.

The huge and vicissitudes of life bone dragon lowered its proud head and crawled on the ground.

The heavily armored swordsmen lined up, holding their swords in front of them and kneeling on one knee.

Even the flying bat-winged creatures landed on the ground and bowed their heads to show respect.

The old man stood at the front without any embarrassment, and stroked his dirty gray hair.

"Eternal Night submits to you, our king!"

In the Eternal Night, she is a god!