Scarlet moonlight poured from the sky, illuminating the messy ground.

The rock-cut houses collapsed in the aftermath of the disaster, and shattered tiles and rubble splattered to the ground. The potholed ground was littered with broken walls and debris, and the fine white sand covered it layer after layer.

A small heave of sand moved suddenly, and then the violent shaking caused the grains of sand to slide down, revealing Ignis's embarrassed head.

He first blew his nose and squirted out the sand stuck in his nasal cavity. After that, he coughed heavily a few more times and spat out a few mouthfuls of sand sticky to the sand. Finally, he shook his neck and cleaned as much sand as possible from his face and hair.

Ignis looked at the surrounding ruins and smashed his mouth: "It's really terrifying, the battle of the [Dragon Gate] level can cause such great damage, it is worthy of being a monster and ...... Hmmm......"

Ignis didn't think about what to say about Qianzhou for a while.

In all fairness, if you give him enough time. Recreating the content of the story in reality with the rituals and sacrifices in place can also cause such a big or even greater damage.

But that was in the case of early preparation, and only for sabotage.

"I'll just praise that. A hoarse voice came from not far away, in response to Ignis's exclamation.

The Chimera's massive body lay on the ground, her wings covered in blood and scales moving. Then the bloodied boy pushed the monster's wings away and struggled to his feet.

The boy's body was wet, stained with blood that he couldn't tell if it was himself or a monster. The bloody liquid smeared the boy's face, and he looked rather hideous. The boy's black coat was also soaked in blood and turned a sticky reddish-brown.

The boy stuck his sword in the ground and held the hilt of the sword with his hand, which kept him from falling. In the boy's abdomen, a fist-sized wound directly penetrated the body, and the scene behind the boy could be vaguely seen through the wound.

Seeing such a tragic scene, Ignis couldn't help but rub his teeth and hissed between his teeth: "I take back my previous words, compared to the Chimera, you are more like a monster when you can still stand and talk." ”

"Is that also a compliment?"

"I guess so. ”

"Thank you then. Qianzhou tugged at the corners of his mouth, trying to make a smile. It's just that with the blood stains on his face, his expression is indescribably hideous.

It's almost like you're ordering food, and the bloodied chef turns his head and asks with a smile, "What do you want to eat?" especially with half of his arm in his hand.

Qianshu stood in place, waiting for his paralyzed body to recover little by little.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for Qianshu to live now, and in any case, his body cannot be stronger than that of the Chimera, who is a [fantasy species].

The internal organs were shattered, the bones were broken into hundreds of pieces, and there was a lot of blood loss—any of these were enough to kill an ordinary person, even if he was a [Dragon Gate] level transcendent.

It's just that when Qianzhou was dying, a stream of heat gushed out of the spinal cord to forcibly stitch up the internal organs, splice the bones, and replenish the blood.

This hot current Thousand Boats is familiar, it is the [Philosopher's Stone] - it is the little remnant of the Thousand Boats after Aurora Yundu rescued the Thousand Boats. This remnant had been lurking in Qianzhou's body all along, and he didn't expect to save his life again this time.

Thank you, Aurora.

Qianzhou touched his heart and thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

After his body barely regained some mobility, Qianzhou looked at Rhubarb, who was breathing weakly but steadily, and looked away.

It is worthy of the [Fantasy Species], even so, it barely retains its life, and it can only be recovered after a period of cultivation.

Having achieved the original purpose, Qianzhou also breathed a sigh of relief.

He and Rhubarb are half friends, and if Rhubarb really dies in his hands, Qianzhou will feel uncomfortable.

Walking up to Ignis ("head" to be exact), Qianzhou sat cross-legged on the ground: "Your body is still alive. ”

"I wish this body had died sooner rather than later, it felt really uncomfortable to get stuck in the ground. Ignis said sincerely.

"Then let's talk about five cents?" Qianzhou said with a smile.

Feeling the change in depth, Qianzhou, who had faded from the wine, estimated that there was still some time, and he had some thoughts in his heart.

In fact, he was already on the verge of collapse and had absolutely no strength left to fight anymore.

"Okay, let's talk. Ignis happily agreed.

On the one hand, he was hired to prevent people from entering the third floor, and on the other hand, he didn't want Qianzhou, who had run out of gas, to die again - even if he took a different position, he still admired the teenager.

"You say you're a temporary worker?"

"That's right, that's what [the talent market] does. ”

After thinking about it, Qianzhou finally recalled the information of the [Talent Market].

[Talent Market] is an intermediary organization in the abyss. Unlike mercenaries, the Talent Market does not offer combatants, but people with special abilities. In the case of signing the [Abyss Instrument] as a guarantee, the default rate of both the employee and the employer is almost zero.

"If I hadn't had half the ability to traverse the barrier of the present world, I wouldn't have been hired here. Ignis said.

"Your boss is the Lord of Rotten Dreams. Qianzhou said.

Ignis looked surprised, but he wasn't surprised that Qianzhou knew the name of the Lord of Rotten Dreams.

Essentia is a product of the soul and will, and each transcendent essentia is unique. The more powerful the transcendent, the more distinct the imprint on its own essentia.

At the level of the Lord of Rotten Dreams, essentia is an extension of one's own will, the embodiment of authority and legal principles. The imprint on it cannot be erased, it is equivalent to bringing a business card. Only a slight understanding of these essentia elements can understand the information in them—this is why high-level transcendents are reluctant to act lightly, and they are easily recognized by transcendents of the same rank without special abilities to cover them.

So Ignis was surprised that Qianzhou completely unabashedly said the name of the [Lord of Rotten Dreams], but the [Lord of Rotten Dreams] did not react at all.

"It's just a little trick. Qianzhou still squinted, but didn't want to say more, "This dream is important to him?"

"Of course, this is a dream created by the same Fourth Order, which is enough to reverse the void and reality, and it is still in a semi-ownerless state. It was a big deal for him, and if he could annex it, the [Rotten Dream Country] would expand a large part in the abyss. ”

Ignis sighed: "He is now using this as a base point, dragging this dream realm down the abyss, and at the same time, he has also posted the [Rotten Dream Country]. ”

"I see. Qianzhou's eyes lit up, and he didn't know what he thought.