Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

"Woo-"

"help me……"

"Space--" Feng Lan imagined that the energy in her body was drained in an instant. In an instant, all the oil men and meat ropes close to her were frozen in the air. The next second, as her thoughts progressed, the space twisted, and those oil men, meat ropes, oil mountains and oil seas were twisted into incredible arcs. The rivers moved into the air, the mountains became basins, and the basins became mountains.

Feng Lan opened her eyes and looked at the scene in front of her. As her mind relaxed, the space deconstructed, and the separated oil people died at the same time when they felt pain.

A large amount of gray mist emerged from behind Feng Lan, devouring the fat, blood, and flesh without mercy, and instantly expanded as if nourished...

Feng Lan, whose move was in vain, silently took out the magic cube to replenish her energy. The virus bodies were not stupid either. They saw her weakness at a glance and rushed into the looming fog impatiently.

Feng Lan smiled and put the Rubik's Cube in his pocket. The mermaid scepter appeared. In addition to its weight, this scepter can also increase power while reducing energy output. Feng Lan chanted a fire magic spell and fireballs fell like rain.

The pale-faced Feng Lan seduced them for more than half an hour, and the virus bodies finally realized her insidiousness. The range of the fog also spread from the initial radius of two kilometers to dozens of kilometers.

After devouring a certain amount of oil man remains and flesh and blood, the Mist, which has reached a certain size, can finally use its range skills.

Those oil men were born from the ubiquitous oil. The mist of wind and mist surged, and many hazy shadows emerged from the mist and walked towards those oil men.

There was fog, and Feng Lan, who had some free time, stood leisurely in the sky with his hands behind his back. He glanced at Huahua, who was still leaning on the vines and working hard nearly a thousand kilometers away, and Bi Ke, who was diligently acting as a bulldozer more than ten kilometers away. Feng Lan shook his head silently.

Or maybe she developed more fully in the later stages.

As for the spirit that created a sea of ​​thunder wherever it went, Feng Lan said he couldn't see it.

However, when the fog stretched for thousands of kilometers, Feng Lan's control was not as smooth as before, and he even felt that he was being affected by the fog.

Feng Lan came to her senses after she saw a greasy nest and her knee-jerk reaction was not to destroy it but to crush it and feed the nest to the mist.

Even though she could solve the virus more easily with the help of the fog, Feng Lan chose to cut off her skills, dispersing all the fog, and the energy in it was gathered by her.

"—"

The fog did not obey Feng Lan's instructions immediately. The huge fog rolled and roared silently. The blurry figures in the fog, no matter where they were, all stared at Feng Lan.

Feng Lan was determined. After competing with the opponent for a while, her control prevailed. The huge fog dissipated, and the blurry figures in it also disappeared along with the fog.

The enormous energy formed by the mist gathered in Feng Lan's hands, forming a solid, half-gray mist body the size of a head. Seeing the instability of this thing, Feng Lan hurriedly added more than a dozen layers of seals on the outside. Frowning slightly, Feng Lan pondered for a moment, then looked into the distance. Even from a distance, he could still see Bi Ke, a figure as tall as a small mountain. "...Well, give it to Bi Ke."

After all, this energy looks very nutritious.

If Bi Ke doesn't think it tastes good and doesn't want to eat it, he can probably dip it in the sauce that even braised shoes taste good in during dinner next time and finish it in one gulp.

Feng Lan looked at the blank area revealed by the light ordinary fog. The mountains, rivers and streams were all a blank area that was too clean to be barren. In just a short while, because the fog was cleared, the viruses slowly began to infiltrate here from the edge.

Feng Lan sighed at this reproduction speed, raised his hand, drew his bow and shot arrows, shooting wind arrows in several directions towards the edge of the fog. The trails of flames were elongated by the wind vortex, and when they fell to the ground, several arrows ignited a fire and intersected along a certain trajectory, forming an encirclement to isolate the virus outside.

After being surrounded by flames, Feng Lan expended a lot of energy, and a lot of clear water slowly flowed out from the land in the flames. The gurgling water became more and more, and finally formed a shallow transparent lake that was only up to a person's knees.

Feng Lan cut a piece of colorful vine from the air and planted it in the lake. With water and soil, the colorful vine grew quickly, sprouted, and bloomed. The clear water half-covered and submerged half of the vine. The scarlet petals dyed the lake red. It seemed as if the sky had come to the earth and turned into this clear plant lake.

Feng Lan was very satisfied with his aftermath. With the firewall, water and flowers, although it could not guarantee that there was no virus in the air, it could reduce the virus survival rate by more than 90%.

After clearing a piece of land, Feng Lan maintained this speed and advanced slowly. Of course, with the resistance of the fog before, she paid attention to the range of the fog this time. Every time it reached a radius of 500 kilometers, she began to control the fog to prevent it from expanding further, and then used rockets to isolate the range, release water, and plant flowers.

After so many times, Miwu, who used to compete with Feng Lan for the sovereignty of skills, has also become obedient. Every time he was full, he was forced to vomit it out, and then was summoned out to develop again. After eating a little, he vomited it out again, and was dispersed to develop again... Feeling Miwu's silence and its obedient appearance when it was disbanded, Feng Lan was quite satisfied. He thought this guy was sensible.

Viruses are not blind or deaf. After being invaded by this group of people, they also fought back.

Feng Lan did not conceal her action of retracting the mist at all, and when she retracted the mist again, she was counterattacked.

It wasn't just her. Huahua, Bi Ke, and Ling were all counterattacked at the same time.

From among the countless high and low Oilers, five special Oilers emerged.

Or rather, the mother body.

They have a roughly human-like body, with long amber hair that drags on the ground. If you look closely, those hairs are actually wriggling ropes. They have a holy appearance, a pair of compassionate and innocent strange eyes. These oil mothers are very small. Compared with those oil men who are three to five meters, seven to eight meters, or even more than ten meters tall, they are only the height of a normal person. They can hide among the oil men and will not be discovered at all.

There are two oil mothers who are recognized as the strongest spirits, and one for each of the others.

When Feng Lan discovered it, the oil mother was already one kilometer away from her. It was not that the oil mother did not want to get closer, but the closer it was, the only things it could see were the corpses of its companions and fog.

"Woooo..."

It raised its innocent, tearful eyes and stretched out its hands towards Feng Lan.

The voice penetrated Feng Lan's ears, and the eyes were imprinted in her heart. Feng Lan inexplicably felt soft-hearted.