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The sky was overcast, a gloomy wind blew through the bleak streets, a few withered yellow rolled leaves on the ground rolled in the wind, and there were no pedestrians walking here, not even the sound of people talking.

"Woohoo!"

A scrawny yellow shaggy puppy ran out of an alleyway, looking around and barking in a low voice from time to time.

"Woohoo"

The puppy stood there looking at the unpopular street with a sad face, and then its eyes lit up because there was a fist-sized meat bun in front of a shop. Seeing this, the little guy hurriedly ran over and picked it up

Buns, which look happy, transparent filamentous saliva hanging from the corners of the mouth to the ground.

"Whew!"

At this moment, the puppy suddenly let out an unusually terrible scream, and it rolled desperately on the ground, as if it had broken free from something terrible.

Unfortunately, the ink-colored liquid on its neck spread rapidly, and in less than three seconds, its whole body was covered with ink-colored liquid, and after a few unconscious convulsions, the ink-colored liquid actually broke away from the puppy as if it were alive, and "whoosh" flew up again and hung on the door frame of the store, like an ink-colored bird's nest.

The next moment, the puppy lying on the spot, no, a fleshless canine skeleton stood up abruptly, green soul fire jumping in its eyes, looked around the empty surroundings in place, and then ran away with a smoke.

"Smack!"

A shabby brown animal skin draped in a nearby corner was lifted aside, and a dirty red-haired and blue-eyed boy looked in the direction where the canine skeleton had run away, and then gently patted the frightened sister in his arms and whispered comfortingly: "Okay, it's running away, let's hurry up and find food." ”

After hearing this, the little girl cautiously raised her head, looked around casually, her expression was extremely frightened, she pointed to the distance and stammered: "Brother, wind, wind, there is a black wind!!"

The boy's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he followed his sister's direction, and in the distance a storm like a black wave seemed to be slowly coming towards them, and the houses it passed silently crumbled into powder.

"No!

The boy was cold, his eyes were full of despair, and he ran away with his sister for her life. Their parents were killed in such a storm, and they might have died if they hadn't happened to be hiding in the cellar.

Perhaps it was fate, the little girl tripped over a raised ground and fell to the ground, the boy quickly turned around and squatted to help her up, looked back at the dragon-like black storm in front of him, and then looked down at his sister's tear-stained little face, and his mood was very strangely calm: "Father and mother, I'm sorry!"

"Boom!"

Like a wave rushing in, the figures of the boy and girl were instantly engulfed by a black storm, which was like a myriad of viscous flocculent things, they were like boiling water, and from a distance, they looked like irregular inky mud balls stir-fried by a shovel in a pot.

The old bald head Herodot stood on the hill and looked out at the rolling inky mud balls over the distant town, they rose and fell, like waves rolling up and falling, at the cost of countless lives!

"Teacher, the people in the temple retreated a few days ago, and the Tulip Kingdom is dead!" reported to his teacher a young bald man with a melancholy face, his skin slightly dark, apparently running around in the scorching sun.

Herodotus sighed imperceptibly, he should have thought of the actions of the Temple of Light, how could they help these converted civilians??

Herodo, in order to allow Ban's Manor to open the "Perverted Banlangen" potion to relieve the "fire poison" hazard in the Irish plane, he was willing to accept the strange commission of Universal Dao and traveled thousands of miles to implement the "Irish Food and Clothing Plan".

Tulip Kingdom, this is the place where Wanxiang Dao strongly recommended him to come and popularize the "Fruit of Life", because he has traveled to this kingdom and is impressed, and it is not ruled out that the guilt of accidentally destroying the two cities is a blessing, so that the people here can get rid of hunger one step ahead of time as compensation.

In fact, the food and clothing plan is going well, the capital of the Tulip Kingdom was destroyed overnight, making people panic, the rumor of a demon going to destroy everyone is getting more and more evil, coupled with a certain general fear of the high-ranking personnel of the Tulip Kingdom, the surrounding of the capital has become a state of indulgence.

Soon, under the abandonment of the high-level unity of the Tulip Kingdom, the people around the capital of the kingdom are living in dire straits. At this time, Herodota and his people peddled the "fruit of life" to solve their "hunger" appeared, and a large-scale action of believers to change religion suddenly became a matter of course.

However, when the disaster struck, the Tree of Shelter naturally ignored the group of civilians who had converted their faith, in other words, the group of civilians led by Herodotus were abandoned by the Temple of Light, because they actually began to believe in a new holy beast named "Crane" and "Qintian Piggy"!!

Herodotus smiled bitterly, he expected the Temple of Light to fight back against his rebellion, but he didn't expect that this move would affect the entire Tulip Kingdom.

Yes, so far, not to mention the Lionheart City, where the universal road escaped, four-fifths of the Tulip Kingdom has been affected by this "catastrophe", in other words, the Tulip Kingdom is likely to disappear from history in the future!

"Haven't been able to contact the owner of the manor yet?" Herodo suddenly asked such a question, and his face couldn't help but have an inexplicable anticipation.

"No, it seems that he has left this continent and has not returned!" the young bald head scratched his shiny head in frustration, he really couldn't understand the disappearance of the owner of the manor, could it be that he ran away in the wrong situation?

Herodotus sighed faintly, he held his forehead in great distress, where did this manor master go, if he could find a way to solve the cataclysm crisis caused by the undead plane?

Yes, Herodotus has identified the root cause of this sudden "cataclysm" as the origin of the undead plane scattered and mutated.

To put it bluntly, it is not unusual, that is, a magical substance that can carry the complete rules of heaven and earth, and it can carry the most basic properties of this kind of rule, so that the ownerless matter can be assimilated to achieve a definite direction of evolution.

In other words, the origin of the undead plane is scattered, and the will of the Irish plane follows Wanxiang Dao classmates to the earth to "put out the fire", and the Irish plane at this time is "polluted" by it as if it is unguarded, like a bottle of water being dripped into a drop of ink.

Of course, these reasons are not enough for this little bit of origin to spread so quickly to such a scale, and some black hands behind it cannot be ignored.

"Teacher, why don't we go and beg the Temple of Light to help them?" suggested the young bald head, staring at Herodot with trepidation, he couldn't bear to watch the people he had rescued from starvation die of despair one by one.

Herodota rubbed his chin and smiled, "Oh, is it useful for us to ask for it?"

He looked at his teacher blankly, he really ignored the teacher's words, could it be that the Temple of Light likes to watch the people of the Empire of Light die?

Herodota turned his head to look at the disciple who was in confusion and couldn't help but shake his head, he would rather think too much about himself, but the more desperate the disaster rescuer's kindness deepened, the more heinous this truth is, the more smoothly it is used, after all, they are a group of profit-centered madmen!

Bambates, if you were here, what would you do with these mad people?