The Dead Realm is a wasteland near Wandering Soul Street.

There is no vegetation, no animals, no water, no sunlight, and even the aura is banned.

There is only a glimpse of the boundless rocks in the past, and the black mist that always floats in the sky, and the surrounding area is filled with the poisonous gas that the living creatures inhale and die, so it is called the "dead land".

No one knows how big the Dead Realm is, and no one who walks in has ever come out alive.

And Nightsong fell in this place.

The wind was howling, and the black mist was raging like a black dragon, and next to a huge rock, a few fingers moved, and then a man crawled out of it with difficulty, it was Nightsong.

"Hester..."

Nightsong remembered the name of the enemy and muttered softly.

Before he falls, Nightsong hears Hester say that he is a two-star psyker.

At this time, Yeming's right hand and left leg were cut off, and he couldn't balance his body and crawled with difficulty.

But strangely, Nightsong's wound was not bleeding, but was covered by a layer of black mist.

If anyone can see the current Nightsong, they will find that Nightsong has a layer of gray material attached to its body.

Nightsong also discovered this phenomenon, a substance that resembled Hester's psychic powers, but was gray.

Yeming was thirsty and hungry at this time, and the pain of the severed limb was unbearable for him, although there was no bleeding from the broken wound, the pain did not go away.

It had been a day of struggle since Nightsong woke up before he could crawl out of the crack in the big rock.

He wanted to drink water and eat meat, but the area was desolate and lifeless.

Yeming didn't know where he was going, he kept climbing, he kept climbing, he only had one thought now, that is, survive!

Nightsong's lips were already chapped, and the rest of his hand was bloodied by him.

I don't know how long I walked, but Nightsong stopped, because he noticed something different.

It's a huge basin, and he's standing on top of it.

Nightsong looked down through the layers of black mist, and some huge white skeletons and many ruined buildings appeared below.

This basin, Nightsong can't tell how big it is, because he can't see the other side.

And those huge bones, according to Ye Ming's estimate, one is at least more than ten meters long, and according to the shape of the bones, this should be some huge beast remains.

"What is this?"

Ye Ming was surprised in his heart, he had never seen such a scene, and the scene in front of him had only been heard in the mythical stories that Ye Shao's grandfather described to him.

It is said that 10,000 years ago, there were all kinds of giant beasts in this world, they could swallow clouds and mist, move mountains and reclaim the sea, and step on a small mountain with one foot.

Nightsong wanted to climb down the steep slope of the basin in search of water and food, and he climbed the rock with one hand and hooked the rock wall with one foot, then gritted his teeth and climbed down little by little, holding back the pain.

After going down for more than 3,000 meters, Yeming exhausted all his strength and finally reached the bottom of the basin.

As soon as he came here, Yeming felt a mysterious force pulling him, his whole body floated, his steps were easy, he could jump more than 3 meters high with a slight jump, and he followed this force forward.

Surrounded by countless bones and buildings hidden by the wind and sand, Yeming looked at it as she walked, remembering her surroundings.

Nightshade felt that he was slowly going down, getting closer and closer to that power, and his speed was getting faster and faster.

I don't know how long I walked, but Nightsong finally saw the energy body.

It's a huge crater, and Nightsong guesses that this is the center of the basin, because further on, it's uphill.

A picture quickly appeared in Yeming's mind - this basin, as if it had been smashed out by something, kept going down, and now he had come to the bottom and found the possible falling object!

The energy body is a black and white interlaced ball of light, black and white constantly changing on the surface, uneven, as if in a fierce collision.

There was a trace of black and white energy arcs scattered around, and the ball of light was only the size of a palm, but the black and white arcs surrounded the surrounding area of more than 50 meters, looming.

Suddenly, a huge suction force pulled Yeming towards the black and white ball of light, and Yeming couldn't resist because his body was not controlled at all.

The ball of light slammed into Nightsong's body, and the surrounding arc was quickly sucked in by Nightsong along with the ball of light.

Yeming didn't feel pain, but there was an indescribable comfort, like soaking in a hot spring and eliminating the exhaustion of the whole body.

And the amputated parts of his hands and feet have an unusually refreshing tingling sensation, and Yeming is in this wonderful feeling, and he slowly falls asleep.

When Nightshade wakes up, he finds that his severed hands and feet have miraculously recovered!

The newborn hands and feet were unusually fair, and they didn't fit in with the color of the other skins.

What surprised Yeming even more was that there was a milky white energy flow on the freshman's hands and feet, enveloping that layer of gray energy.

"Is this?"

Nightsong clearly remembers this energy, very similar to the spiritual power that Hester emitted at the time.

Nightsong tried to sense the white energy, and he realized that he could indeed communicate with it.

Not only that, but he could also sense the gray energy, and felt that this energy was more majestic and powerful than the white one.

Nightsong pondered these two forces in place, and after a while, he understood how to control the flow of these two energies, and the white energy began to cover his whole body from the newborn limbs.

It's just that the gray ones are on the inside, and the white ones are repelled to the outer layer.

Under the cover of these two energies, Nightsong found that his sight, perception, smell, and senses had all been raised to another level, and his speed, strength, and flexibility also surpassed that of humans.

In addition, now he does not feel hungry and thirsty.

He tried to concentrate his strength on a fist, the gray and white energy converged into a ball of light in his hand, and he slammed towards the ground, as if a landslide cracked, only to see the ground shake, the stones shattered, the ground sank, and the ground of nearly 100 meters around was directly torn apart by the night roar, the power of this punch was like a missile.

"This is psionic energy?"

Nightsong was happy in her heart, as long as she had this power, she didn't have to be afraid of Hester!

If this scene was seen by Hester, he would definitely be frightened, where can this be compared to spiritual power.

There is no need to condense and compress, no need to transform and deform, and no touch the true aura, just gather the energy together, and use the power of the body to punch this kind of destructive power, which is really amazing!

Even the current Hester, using all his magic to send out psionic cannonballs, is not much stronger than this.

"Now, I'm going to get out of this place first. ”

Nightsong surveys his surroundings and wants to get out of the wasteland and seek revenge on Hester for the tragic deaths of Rena, Tadrow, and Chris.

At the same time, Yeming also thought of a very serious question, why was he surrounded by scythes and owls, and even a psionist?

From Hester's words, Nightsong can infer that Hester is obviously prepared, not only knowing the number of people on his side, but also coming for Nightsong.

"It must have been leaked about our actions!"

Yaming thought to himself, but this operation was extremely secret, and only a few core members of the hermit, such as Daddy, Kamizumi, and Kudama, knew about it.

"Really?"

A terrible conjecture was born in Yeming's mind, there was a traitor in the hermit!

This person colluded with the Weasel and the Prime Minister, and he made careful preparations and specially lured Yeming out to carry out the mission, which actually set him up in a dead end.

To destroy Yeming and the others is to disperse and destroy the hermits, and then destroy the hermits.

Then, after the accident with the night song, that person has to take the next step.

"Oh no, Daddy, they're in danger!"

Thinking of this, Yaming immediately began to act, and he was about to take a step forward and rush forward, while at the same time, countless thoughts came to his mind.

Who was that man, why did he betray the hermit, and why did he kill his relatives?

And just as Yeming was about to leave, a white bone caught his attention, because this white bone turned out to be humanoid!

The white skeleton was leaning against a stone not far from the black and white ball of light. The white bones are crystal clear, and there is a faint white light all over the body, which is exactly the aura.

Nightsong walked over to the white bones, which were crouched on the ground, legs spread out, forehead bowed, like a mortally wounded man, leaning against a rock.

Yeming touched the bone, and he found that no matter how hard he used, this bone was like he was rooted in this space, motionless, even if Yeming used all his spiritual power, he couldn't make the bone move a bit.

"What's going on? Are the bones alive?"

Yeming carefully observed the white bone, repeatedly confirming that the white bone did not have any signs of life.

But why, this bone seems to be frozen, not moving at all? And there is still a trace of spiritual power lingering on the bone, which makes Yeming even more curious.

He looked down at the bone's right hand and saw that there was still a piece of bone buried in the sand.

So Nightsong dug it out, only to see a gun still in his hand.

Strangely, this gun is not a real gun, but a model gun made of wood, which looks like a very old type of shotgun, but it is smaller than a real shotgun.

The body of the gun is a gradient of brown, different shades, and complex patterns linger in it, making this gun look very simple and exquisite.

Ye Ming touched the wooden spear with his hand, and when he touched the body of the spear, his gray and white energy was absorbed by the body of the spear, and the aura on the white bones suddenly disappeared, and the sound of snapping came, and the white bones scattered and fell to the ground.

Yeming curiously picked up the wooden gun and observed, only to see that the gun was full of gray and white energy like himself, gray inside and white outside.

This wooden gun has no trigger to pull and is completely a mold.

Yeming carefully found that in the middle of the pattern of the gun's body, there was also a line of letters engraved, and Yeming happened to recognize this kind of writing.

Ye Shao's family has a small library, where the wisdom of the entire wandering soul street is hidden, Ye Ming read all the books in the library, if there is anything he doesn't understand, he will go to consult Ye Shao or Ye Xiyu, among which Ye Shao's grandfather taught him this kind of writing, I heard that this kind of writing is a unique language of a certain country in the Eastern Alliance, and there are not many people who know it.

"The wheel of fortune? should be the name of this gun, go back and ask Grandpa Yeshao." ”

Yeming stuck the gun in his waist, this gun can appear here, and it can also absorb aura, it must not be easy, Yeming is going to take it back and study it well.

Because of the shotgun, the bones suddenly shattered to the ground, and Yeming felt that he had offended the deceased, so he saluted the bones as a sign of respect and apologies, and then dug a pit nearby and buried the bones.

After that, Ye Ming touched the stone in front of him again, and he found that this stone was not simple, and he was afraid that he would not be able to lose a single cent of this stone with all his strength.

At the same time, Nightsong also found a small line carved on the stone, in the same language as on the wooden gun.

"'The world is not real. 'What do you mean?'

This sentence made Yeming feel inexplicable, and he didn't think much about it, because now, he was going to rush back to Wandering Soul Street.

Nightsong released the energy in her body to the maximum, then crouched down and catapulted forward, leaving a huge crater in place, and Nightsong walked towards the outskirts of the basin like lightning.