The darkness and eerie atmosphere spreads endlessly, and if any player sees this, they will surely exclaim "Cthulhu!"

The dark city glowed with an eerie glow, and the eerie crimson flowed between the corners of reliefs that resembled octopus tentacles.

If you look closely, you can see that all this is not due to the art of the craftsman, but to the erosion of a strange force that has been released for a long time. The swelling of a dark force has turned the hard granite into a dough-like thing, washed by an enduring mysterious force to form its present shape.

The unconscious crumb bunny is tied up and carried by a group of monsters to a huge stone pillar in the middle of the dark city that is more than a kilometer in diameter. Follow the spiraling stepless slope step by step to the temple full of evil aura.

Along the way, those pillars full of eyeballs will reveal that they are actually hardened tentacles. Rows of S-shaped twisted tentacles folded on top of the façade of this massive temple.

Even every step these monsters take is actually stepping on the tentacle cluster.

When the rabbit was transported to a hall shrouded in dark and red light, and held to the cold obsidian altar, several 'old friends' who were not strangers to Wang Hao appeared.

These octopus faces, dressed in black robes, and the tentacle-like spaulders that resemble goat's crooked horns allow them to take up quite a lot of space when they walk.

But it doesn't matter, it's the prerogative of the Mind Flayer!

In front of these mind-controlled slaves in front of them, they are supreme.

At the sight of the rabbit, the four tentacles of a mind snatcher's jaw moved.

They grew elongated and reached the rabbit's forehead with a gentle touch.

"A Hero...... This quality is also worthy of being a hero!?" After just one round of temptation, the Mind Flayer looked quite annoyed: "Her body is too slender!

Several Mind Flayers began to communicate with each other, and another Mind Flayer next to them said coldly, "We need a hero-level existence as a matrix. ”

"There is still one of us who is qualified to be a hero, and now there is only one left! At least find one with a larger brain capacity! Our physical characteristics are destined to only be legal heroes. Finding a mentally retarded mother is not conducive to development. ”

"Then put it aside, until the new brain pool is completed, the heroic bug is very valuable, and start the ritual if necessary. ”

"The question now is – have we been discovered?"

"She's got that damn trident emblem on her, and we have a 99.72% chance of being found!"

"Get ready to fight!"

"Agreed! There is no way back. ”

"At least, this time we have the power of 'it'!"

The Mind Flayer quickly completed the communication, and in an instant, the entire dark city began to glow with a sense of spirit. The rapid flashing red light is the best warning light.

All the slaves came alive, took up their weapons, and began to assemble towards each of the hidden passages.

The Mind Flayer is sure: they've been discovered!

Both the sensing magic and the Scout's reports made it clear that an army slightly different from the Abyssal Army they had faced last time was gathering towards another entrance to their city.

Despite their different appearances, their trident badges tell them who they are!

I couldn't find that entrance before, and many US players didn't think about it at all. Now that the game announcements are out, there are naturally a bunch of players looking for them. They quickly found the entrance to the large passageway, which was concealed by a stone shell.

The footprints of all the monsters lead to a dark, damp ditch, and another branch of the ditch disappears by a stone wall. Maybe it's an underground river, and in the spirit of giving it a try, the American server player knocks on the stone over there with a shield crab.

Something happened when you knocked it.

The seemingly hard rock wall burst open like a wafer, revealing a stone wall with obvious traces of artificiality behind it.

The armies of both sides immediately fought fiercely in this passage with a diameter of more than twenty meters.

"For the master—" This was shouted by all sorts of messy dark race slaves in the lingua franca of the desert.

"For the P station!"

"For the sake of the persimmon—"

"For our lost bunny!"

That's right! This is what the American server players shouted in a whisper. There is everyone in the world, and the audience who pushed her to watch the live broadcast laughed like crazy anyway.

It's bound to be a meat grinder-style battle.

There are many goblin slaves in the distance, and they can't get close at all under the orderly three-stage attack of the poison dart frog player, and can only let out the mournful cry of a negative dog, and then they are 'poisoned', and they are basically poisoned to death without getting close.

However, the difference in size makes the alligator turtle players in the front row unflattering. After a wave of goblin cannon fodder on the opposite side, it was changed to a bear goblin.

They are a variant of the goblins, and it is in their nature to be evil, greedy, and stupid.

Bear goblins are taller, stronger, more vicious, and more agile than humans.

They are the rulers of goblin-like creatures, and they are also the strongest. They get their name from bear-like faces. Including their chieftains, who preferred to use a nailhead hammer instead of a claw as a weapon.

This heavy weapon smashed down on the head, and the alligator turtle turned into turtle jelly in one face, and even the human with the shell, was beaten to the point of bloody flesh and continued to twitch.

However, the bear goblin's lack of armor protection was the fatal wound of this sturdy creature.

The magic of the Black Butterfly Shell and the Abalone Man, as well as the saliva of the Poison Dart Frog, can do a lot of damage to them.

The alligator turtle player at the front has become a consumable, and their only use in this fight is to cover the ranged class in the back row.

There are constantly corpses of players who have died violently, as well as corpses of the opposing party, being dragged out of both sides of the passage like an assembly line. The player's corpse is thrown casually, and the corpse of the opposing monster is thrown into the black water of the altar.

This phenomenon was immediately noticed by the Mind Snatcher.

Not to mention, two more hidden passages were soon discovered. And the report states that the shield crab is digging more passages to the city of the Mind Flayer.

"Sure enough, the captive was right, Abyss City is using the corpses of our monsters to create the Abyss Army. ”

"A war of attrition is not good for us!"

"Well, that's the only way to do that......"

Soon, the American server players in the fierce battle suddenly heard a ghostly voice.

"Yield, yield, your master is worthless, your civilization is worthless, and only being a slave of our mind snatcher is your only way to live!"

This terrible sound ignores the language barrier, does not need to be translated, and goes directly into the minds of American players. That kind of whispering is creepy when you hear it.

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