This time, Demos almost blasted out his potential to feed, only to hear a click, the sneak attacker's head tilted sharply, Demos breathed a sigh of relief, and with a shake of his feet, he threw out the skinless sneak attacker who had lost his strength.

Demos calmed down, and soon he could tell that this toxin was just similar to petrification, but the level was very low, and if it wasn't for the continuous injection of toxin, like a man's ability to resist poison, this toxin would not be enough to kill.

Dimos was slightly relieved, and under the pressure of spiritual power, the dizziness caused by the toxin just now was slowly receding.

Looking at his wrist again, the spell belt of the original brown flame grass core had completely turned into two tattoo-like spells covering the skin of his wrist, and his ability was all restored, and at the same time, a message was also transmitted from the spell into his soul will.

The mirror world is the chaotic prison of the gods, here, everything is chaotic disorder, there is no prison escape here, because there are no real jailers here, there is only one way to get out of here, live here for a full year, and hunt enough life points.

At this time, Modis could feel a "1" displayed in his spell, which obviously represented the skinless monster he had just dealt with, and the way out of this chaotic sea of misery, the number on the spell must reach "200" within a year, and this number would be reset every other year, and he couldn't leave even a single point, and then continue to start all over again.

Although the message from the spell does not specifically introduce the mirror world, this rule will inevitably have only one result.

Everyone, kill each other!

It's a game for rulers who don't care about rebellion from below, and at most have fun with their long, boring lives.

The spell suddenly became scorching, pointing out the direction of the other people who had the spell, the more people in the direction, the heavier the burning pain caused by the spell, this pain between the spells, so that some people who did not want to fight had to give up hiding and join in this chaotic killing, if you don't kill others, others will follow the thread of pain to kill you.

Bursts of burning pain drove Modeis, the madness of the traits passed from the spell into his heart, the desire to kill began to take root, and he finally rushed out in the direction that the spell directed, and the persistence and will that had been once would eventually dissipate in the long and boundless torment.

Along the way, he saw many people who had been tortured by spells like him, and it was clear that these people, like him, were new prisoners who had just been sent into the mirror world.

There was a fight in the middle, Modis did not kill the other party, the opponent unexpectedly fled, and the pain from the spell tormented him, he was unwilling to be changed by this means, like a wounded beast breathing heavily, looking at the boundless mirror world, a despair rose in his heart.

Is it really going to become a puppet with no consciousness and no ego?

But soon, a basin of cold water was poured on Modeus's head, he was sensible, but he was also targeted by others as prey, and the shadows on the ground emanated a death proclamation from the air.

A slayer from an eighth-level civilization.

Modis raised his trunk unwillingly and roared into the air, he knew the horror of the great crow, and he was not sure if this would be an exaggeration. The raven swooped down, and Modeis was about to fight back.

A figure dodged out of the grass, however, the crow had already guarded its position, like a cat playing with a mouse, between the lightning and flint, the crow stretched out its claws, pressed it violently, and pressed the figure to the ground.

It was a stone monster from the Barrier Clan, he grew the skin of the rock, but, under the claws of the Great Crow, his stone skin was crumbled, and it peeled off, revealing the flesh inside, and the Great Raven frantically stretched out his tongue, and then bit it.

He's eating it raw, and the raven has gone mad, and here, the intelligent race will degenerate into an animal that only knows how to prey, and the pride of the past will completely collapse.

It is unimaginable that it was once a noble eighth-level civilization, and a rare fighter.

Modeis held his breath, in a short time, the stone monster had been swallowed by the big raven to the point that only a pile of lime remained, and the big raven that had re-risen into the air, his bloodthirsty eyes had already looked at the next target, which was Modeis!

Modis ran away, hoping to get the Raven to target someone closer to him by closing the distance.

Thundered...... The raven made a thunderous sound of lightning and thunder, and then swooped down from the sky, aiming for Modis.

"Roar!" Knowing that he couldn't outrun, Modis stopped, and he fought back with an angry roar, his spiritual power condensed, and the elephant's trunk was raised high.

- Colossus Impact!

But the Great Raven in the air was extremely light, and it dodged with a light dodge, and then pounced down at a faster speed, and the sharp claws of the Great Raven could easily shred the flesh of any creature.

In the last moment, Modeis closed his eyes in despair, "No!"

To end up in this ghostly place is an insult to a elephant man.

However, at this moment, a soft voice came from behind him, and Modis could feel the intense burning pain of the spell, not only this voice, but there were many people behind him!

He opened his eyes suddenly, and what met his eyelids was a golden light and shadow, and he resisted the crow's momentum to the death, and the crow shadow of the crow turned into a crow fluttered out countless black shadows, which was the shadow of the crow clan, unless he was proficient in light or knew the nature of darkness, otherwise, every shadow that the crow waved out was equivalent to an almost defenseless crow clone, they were the shadows of the death sickle.

However, these shadows of death were completely blocked by the golden light, which was incredible.

What is this? Modis opened his eyes, he didn't recognize the origin of this golden figure, it was a civilization he had never seen before, but he actually blocked the most inexplicable attack of the Great Crow!

Immediately afterward, more people rushed into the battlefield, and they divided their labor in an orderly manner, some were responsible for attacking, and some were pinning down, attracting the attention of the great crows, like a fighting army.

These figures were of all races, numbering about twenty or thirty people, and they formed a battle formation, and they trusted each other immensely.

The most important thing is that under the golden light, it seems that the pain of the spell is gone.

They fought inextricably, the great crow became extremely angry and crazy, between opening and closing, countless shadows pounced, as if there was a whole army roaring and attacking, the shadows almost covered the entire sky several times, but the golden light was always bright, and the figure stood in the darkness, extremely stable.

Everyone is not afraid of death, firmly guarding their positions, constantly wearing, and the mighty crow finally becomes tired in madness.

The intuition of elephant people has always been inversely proportional to their size, and Modeis, who looks like five big and three thick, actually has a spiritual heart that can see through the essence of things.

"My Buddha is compassionate, and the Buddha's light shines. ”

The golden light changed suddenly, and a void light and shadow suddenly rose from behind the golden figure.

Modeus's mouth opened again round and huge, he smelled a clear fragrance, it was the smell of the purest soul, this is the gift of elephant people, they can smell evil, they can also smell purity, Modeis has smelled the souls of countless people, this is the first time to meet such a clear soul!

It's just that this soul is not the golden man, but the light and shadow that rises behind the golden man.

"Roar!"

The Great Raven roared angrily and unleashed his racial talent, and the shadows were steep! The fog rolled in from all directions, and in the fog of shadows, a round of silver moon rose into the sky, and under the moonlight, the Great Raven's whole body was covered with a burst of shadows, like an armored demon killed from the sea of prison.

The golden light was pressed down by the silver moonlight, and the huge phantom was slightly distorted, as if struggling.

Modis gritted his teeth to hold on to this cruel pressure, he couldn't give in!

At this moment, a voice came clearly from the coercion.

"Dharma statue - fighting the Buddha. ”

This is not the sound of sound waves, but the language of the soul, the echo of spiritual power, soft as a gust of wind, and like a drizzle of rain moisturizing things, this echo is full of positivity and hope, and makes people trust.

Rumble......

The staggered crowd was once again lined up, the energy was transmitted on the light band of trust, making a sound like wind and thunder, and the great crow who felt the threat finally let go of a trace of madness, and his bloody eyes showed a trace of solemnity and heavy fear.

At the same time, others rushed up, there was the pinnacle of foundation building, and there was the true body of the Void Pill, everyone was not afraid of death, for fear that the golden light and shadow would be harmed by the Great Crow.

Destruction is just a palm.

It's just that this time it's the Great Crow!

The incredible battle was greeted not by bloodthirsty roars, but by sensible smiles, and everyone was injured to a greater or lesser extent, but with happiness and trust on their faces, and high-fives between different races.

The people here are all rational and thinking.

And all this obviously came from the bald warrior in the middle, who exuded a faint golden light, his face and body were scarred, but his eyes were calm and tenacious.

The bald head looked at the mahout, "Do you want to join the Hell Resistance?"

The elephant man nodded instinctively, because this is probably the only place in this world where there is reason, even if he dies, he will die with the dignity of a wise civilization.

The bald head smiled slightly, "My name is Mo Wen, earthling, everyone likes to call me Buddha." ”

On the other side, he went back to the mushroom house, Lao Wang was speechless, and Jonas wanted to look forward to and discuss the future of Senior Sister Ravel with Lao Wang, but when he saw Lao Wang's black-faced posture, he finally chose to go to class quite wisely, although there was obviously no class in the Refining Hall today.

Fire Demon Clan?

The top existence of these Heavenly Gate is what he had better not provoke at this stage, Lao Wang was lying on the bed, his hands on his head, pondering the connection that might exist with him.

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