On the mysterious side, there are often polymaths and philosophers who ponder the question "what is the nature of human beings", and the answers are very complicated. But there is one notion that most people admit. One of the human natures is very gossipy.

The words that came out of the mouth of the "Second Corrupt Head" at this time were a little filthy, but they contained a very rich amount of information, directly related to the three "saints", the Holy Confessor Martin Sims, the Holy Warrior William Sid, and the Holy Elf Frita.

"Sims and Fritta in love, William Sid unrequited?"

People with smart thoughts have already quickly summed up the general idea of that "love triangle". The rest of the people were also excited, and the gossip of celebrities was always exciting, especially the three sages who existed in myths and legends.

In the process, the only one who was not affected was still Ludwig.

This fortunate and unlucky young man, like a true "ascetic", was pious and immersive, climbing the black steps that only giants could tread, oblivious to the pain of the second rot, and unconcerned about the "pull-force field" that enveloped the mountain.

As for the teacher's gossip, he apparently didn't care either, or didn't believe it at all.

Although Ludwig never met the real "Martin Sims" in the strict sense, and there was a very long generation gap between the two, Ludwig's ability to be accepted by Sims is enough to prove his talent.

This young man, perhaps, like the first disciple of the Holy Confessor, "York Sims," was a true ascetic.

At this moment, when you look down from the sky, you can see a towering black mountain peak that exudes the breath of suppression, and on the steps that seem to be built for giants, an "ant" is struggling to climb, and the full, blazing flame of life is quickly consumed.

Even so, during this time, no "legend" has made another move.

Behind Ludwig, all the legendary-level powerhouses, including the three immortal fathers, all stopped tacitly and followed silently, probably thinking about how to deal with the problem in front of them.

The first to strike at Ludwig, a legend from the "Dark Gods" organization, was killed by the Legends.

Then, the legendary powerhouses from the "Ancient Mystery Vault" and the "Mam Sanatorium" were slain by His Excellency Justice Lincoln, the Holy Axe.

The member of the Oneiroi Palace, a legendary dream maker, who had just made a move, tried to snatch the Thorn Suit, and was killed by the "Holy Elf" without resistance.

No one can guarantee that if someone makes another move.

Whether it is aimed at Ludwig, or trying to get past him and snatch the Thorn Suit, will it provoke the projection of the third "Sage".

So, the scene is deadlocked.

A pair of eyes could only watch Ludwig continue to climb.

For the audience at the foot of the mountain, every legendary-level transcendent is a terrifying powerhouse that they can't fight and resist.

And those "saints" who may appear, even if it is just a projection, are the same gap.

Demigod level!

These three words, in the transcendent world, represent the most powerful creatures under the gods.

And the twelve saints who led the humans and transcendents of the New World, step by step to repel the greedy nobles and marauders of the Old World, and killed all the monsters that ravaged the land, or expelled them back to the foreign land, each of them was a demigod-level existence.

A few, infinitely close to the gods.

Under the premise that there are four legends falling, it is normal for legends to throw rat bogeys.

The only exception is still the "second corrupt head".

The rotting head, with only half of its tongue left and an unusually swollen mouth, with its yellow teeth colliding up and down, once again mocked the legends of the major organizations, including its own organization, the "head of decay".

"Tsk, my stupid juniors, you are so cowardly. ”

"Isn't it just Simms's old immortal friends, so scared?"

"And, as far as I know, Sims doesn't have a handful of friends who can handle it, except for Lincoln, a treacherous boy, Frita, a little bitch, and at most Pillus, who likes to make up stories, this guy is no threat except for the truth telling. ”

"Well, there's also a Holy Witch Penelope Vitala, she's a bit stronger, proving once again that Sims, the old immortal, isn't a good person. ”

"Wait, it seems that Sam Negrori also has a good relationship with Simms, he likes to make iron and make toys. ”

"Who else, Mologan? No, this guy seems to have quarreled with Sims, because Sims is shameless, always robbing Mologan of the monster he is about to kill on the battlefield, and his character can be said to be extremely poor, if Mologan can bear it, then he is really an honest man. ”

"Holy nun, well, this woman will definitely not help Sims, but I heard that these two people quarreled for three days and three nights in the stinky sanctuary of the church, in front of the statue of the Lord of Light, and Sims, a shameless person, scolded Teresa as an old woman that no one wanted. ”

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At this moment, the atmosphere on the black mountain peak is simply weird to the extreme.

All the legends have lost the desire to make a move for a short time.

And the audience at the foot of the mountain knew from the beginning that there was no chance of "picking up leaks" on a battlefield of this level, and their best ending was to save their lives after watching the excitement.

So when the "second rotten head" spoke, mocking the legends at the same time, and intimately taking stock of possible opponents for them, everyone pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

The Dark Age, and the gossip related to the Twelve Saints, is narrated by the head of the Rotten Leader himself, a powerhouse of his time.

It's the kind of opportunity that no one will miss.

Among them were Barton Bird's three "Immortal Fathers", who, although they were also contemporaries of the Rotten Chief, had not yet reached the level of the "Sage" and had fallen too early to learn more about the secrets.

Every time they heard a paragraph, the crowd became excited.

"Pillus, the Holy Prophet, possesses terrifying prophetic abilities and the art of truth. ”

"The Holy Witch Penelope, who is said to be a hybrid descendant of humans and 'spirits of nature', is extremely powerful. ”

"Sam Neglori, the Saint Craftsman, an incredible, never-before-seen caster, is rumored to have been able to forge an 'artifact'. ”

"Mologan, Holy Marksman, is a powerhouse who can face countless monsters on the battlefield of a foreign land. ”

"Holy Sister Teresa, known as the strongest nun, the pride of the Church of Light in the New World. ”

When everyone, especially the legends, quickly sorted out the information in their minds, they were all silent.

The powerhouses of the same camp glanced at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

It's good that the second rot head is not counted, but this time it started, and everyone was even more desperate.

They are all "legendary-level" existences, so it is even clearer how powerful and extraordinary the "demigod-level" above the legend is.

It is no exaggeration to say that every demigod level is an existence that touches the "forbidden realm". Even if what may happen next is only the projection power of the "Sages", it is not difficult to kill one or several Legendary-level beings.

Unless at this time, the camp of order and chaos, united to use all means, may be able to disrupt Sims's arrangement?

But, that can't happen.

At the foot of the mountain, on the black reef.

Tang Qi, who was shaking his legs with a pipe, also listened with relish.

But his mind couldn't contain the churning of thoughts.

"So, the end is doomed, Ludwig will climb to the top of the mountain and wear the 'Thorn Suit' left by Sims, according to legend, the Thorn Crown and the Thorn Cloak are the wonders that can make Martin Sims king. ”

"I don't know what Sims took them off for Ludwig, but he doesn't have to think about it to know that once Ludwig puts them on, his power will enter a realm that no one can imagine, and he may be able to easily kill the second rotten head, or expel him. ”

"This is something that anyone can predict, the second corrupt head is acting like a talkative idiot, but he thinks he is an opponent of Martin Sims, and he can't fail to think of this, shouldn't he encourage the legends to stop Ludwig?"

"What is it for?"

"Or is it confident that even if Ludwig gets the 'Thorn Suit', it will still not be its match?"

The same doubts also appeared in the hearts of legends.

Barton Bird, the "Immortal Father", stared at the second corrupt head who had almost counted the twelve saints with a pair of gray eyes, trying to mobilize his wisdom, but unfortunately his wisdom was reduced after he was transformed into an undead lich.

The legends of the other organizations, though skeptical, realized that there was something wrong with the Second Corrupt Chief.

Sell?

No, it's not worth risking your own life, what if the second rotten head really becomes so talkative and so idiotic?

Although unlikely, a similar phenomenon often occurs in some prisoners who have been imprisoned for many years.

You can't do it directly, but "divination" or "mysterious perception" from the side is the most reasonable and safe action in this situation.

The first to act was another legend from the "Ancient Mystery".

The agent, wearing a "bone mask", suddenly took out a strange bone from his bosom, a miserable white color, like the lower part of the skull, the main composition is the upper and lower jaws, and the two rows of unrotten teeth inside are extremely striking, they are slender, sharp, crystal clear, and glowing with evil light.

The number of teeth, forty.

After the agent took out the bones, his other hand was raised, piercing through the mask that had suddenly turned into nothingness, and three fingers seemed to burrow into his mouth, and with a "snort" sound, everyone saw that a bright red tongue connected to the flesh, as if it was still beating, was pinched out by the agent.

Sticky blood, running down the edges of the mask.

Without saying a word, the agent shoved his tongue into the bone.

At the moment of contact with the bone, the tongue immediately turned into a fat "blood worm", burrowing into the upper and lower jaws, the blood spread, clicked, the evil teeth began to rub against each other, and the harsh sound wrapped in strong malice swept out.

Even if it was extremely far away, there was still the suppression of the "Pulla Force Field", and when the voice came, the audience's minds began to sound dangerous whispers.

At this moment, the voice of the agent who had obviously lost his tongue but could still speak:

"Is there still a Sage projection here?"

Hit the nail on the head, and it's the most secure.

If the ambition is greater, the agent should ask where the secret of the cataclysm or the key is, but that will definitely touch the "dominant" gods, and not only will it not lead to any divination, but it will also invite unimaginable bad luck.

The other legends who were about to make a move stopped when they heard the sound.

They all seemed to be sure that the white bone agents from the "Ancient Mystery Vault" would not hide the results of the divination.

The answer that rang out next confirmed this point.

Inside the half of the skull, the tongue rolled up and down, the evil teeth burst out with a light that was impossible to look at, and the cold voice resounded through the mountain peak.

"Nope!"

The answer was completely unexpected.

"Boom!"

The storm has reappeared.

Almost all the legends, have shots.

They all knew what kind of strange thing the skull was, and they believed in its divination.

I don't know when the second rotten head of the chatter stopped spreading rumors and complaining about Martin Sims and his friends.

As if the idiot's head had never appeared at all, it tore off a piece of flesh from Ludwig's neck, chewed it, and raised its rotten self again, staring at everyone with those stenching eyes, which could no longer hide the malicious aura that could corrupt the soul.

Audiences, suffered.

From a great distance, everyone felt the power of the "old monster" from the Dark Age.

Their bodies began to decay.

Among them, Tang Qi is also included.

The cute fur on his body, which had been transformed from the "Exister Mask", suddenly became sticky, pus and blood flowed, and rotting wounds appeared out of thin air.

Approaching the top of the mountain, the Legends easily withstood the pollution of their gaze.

They rushed to "Ludwig" in front of them, and the young ascetic had now climbed the last boulder step, his hands on the edge of the mountain, moving little by little, upward.

Behind them, the all-out Legends once again rendered the void into a world where oil paint and distorted glow coexisted, and the next second they were about to envelop Ludwig in it, and at the same time, the storm was heading towards the "Thorn Suit" on the huge seat.

Seeing that Ludwig was about to stop, in the storm, two figures suddenly rumbled and exploded.

Those are two "legends", from the head of the rot.

Before they fell, each showed a terrified face.

Obviously, these two were not willing to pay with their lives to help their ancestors who had just been dug up from their graves.

But even if it becomes a legend, it can't defend itself against the rotten boss with the number "second".

The two of them blew themselves up completely, and their flesh turned into fine and dense mud spots, which contained enough power to pollute the legend.

Legends, forced to cast means of defense.

Without waiting for them to adjust and continue attacking, the second rot on Ludwig's shoulder let out a screech, and the black, distorted sound wave caused all the legendary bodies to freeze for a moment, and they could all see that the second rotten head opened his mouth wide to the limit.

Vomit!

Humans, beasts, transcendent creatures, exotic monsters...... The "flood" of the rotting corpses of countless living beings poured out of the black mouth, erupted from the top of the mountain, and drowned the legends.

In the flood, countless resentful spirits rose, they wailed, screamed, and all kinds of foul smells were entangled, forming a "field" that enveloped everything, enough for the legend to fall in the rotten field at once, because of the suppression of the "Puller Field", the legends could not escape by flying, they could only face the flood that poured down and corroded everything.

And the audience at the foot of the mountain was stunned at the moment, and they only wanted to scold their mother crazy in their hearts.

"It's not safe to watch on the mysterious side. ”

Everyone affirms this consensus.