It was night, and a cool breeze was blowing. {We don't write novels, we're just Internet text porters - Izuki leads the hunting team to walk on the edge of the misty forest, and several of them jump on the branches in a row, the leaves make a rustling sound with their toes kicking on the branches, the green leaves shake, and their figures have jumped towards the villa.

The Misty Forest is an infinitely magnified space at this time, and no one knows the end.

There were no cicadas or birds, they walked through a forest and walked to a desert, and the yellow sand everywhere covered the moonlight.

Yi Yue touched a handful of sand, rubbing his index finger against his thumb, and the thin sand sand cut countless blood marks on the tips of his fingers.

Squinting into the distance, "It's real, it's not an illusion." ”

Standing on the sidelines, the ghost cat's footsteps were like ghosts, and his movements were brisk, and a sharp hook gushed out from where his toes fell.

"Be careful! Unidentified creatures lurk underground. ”

As he spoke, black hooks poured out of the ground, with distinct joints and as thick as calves.

The raised sand confused everyone's eyes, "Whoosh-"

Swept like a whip.

In the next second, the hook was gone!

Suddenly, "suddenly—"

A fountain of sand sand gushes out of the ground, followed by sand fountain after sand jet, surround everyone together.

"Bang-bang-bang-"

A continuous explosion sounded.

The sand pillar fountain stopped spraying sand, and the sound of Suosuo continued to approach Izuki.

Izuki shouted, "Run! ”

Izuki's several scalpels were thrown out in succession, "Ding-ding-ding-ding-"

The hard shell collides with the metal.

"Whoosh-thump-"

This was followed by a terrible scream, "Ahhhhh

When Izuki turned around, it was too late, and the body of one of his companions was pierced by the hook of a black scorpion, and blood flowed out of the hook.

The expression on his face instantly froze at that moment.

With that, all the scorpions sank into the yellow sand.

For a moment, fear permeated everyone's hearts.

Yi Yue never expected that there were several giant scorpions hidden in this sandy land, their whereabouts were strange, and their huge bodies were hidden under the yellow sand, without showing a trace.

Under the endless yellow sand, there are crises everywhere, and what is even more helpless is that the hunting team has no place to hide.

Izuki instructs the spider to make a "thousand threads"

Thousands of hair-thin threads spread out on the ground, refracting silver light in the moonlight.

"Everybody watch the line under your feet."

At the sound of the order, everyone looked down and saw that the spider webs were entwined under their feet, and the fine and dense threads woven into the web were more sensitive than the human senses.

The ghost cat followed behind Izuki and drew his weapons, all of them armed with weapons and knives.

in order to cope with different dilemmas.

The previous scene was too horrifying.

Suddenly, a huge black scorpion crawled out of the ground, its two pincers opening and closing, and it kept emitting, "Click-click-"

sounds.

Itsuki leaps like lightning to the top of the scorpion.

The hook on its tail should be poisonous, "Whoosh-"

Towards Izukiza.

Yi Yue flashed, and its tail thrust into its back, "Poof-"

The hard iron shell on its back was pierced, and then its shell began to shatter, and its whole body "bang-"

The sound exploded, and countless fragments were sprayed out.

Yi Yue flashed away very quickly, and even so, his body was still splashed with debris, covered in blood.

Countless tiny scorpions escaped from its belly, and the few remaining scorpions fled frantically.

"Tutu Tu Tu—"

Guns strafed by.

Several scorpions poured out again, hooking them and cutting off the arm of a black-haired man, bleeding from the incision.

He wailed to the sky, and Izuki stepped forward and picked him up and threw him to the ghost cat.

"Give him the medicine to drink, hemostat."

Izuki pulled out a bottle of potion from her bosom.

Even if the world is virtual, the trauma caused can be devastating to human consciousness.

"Don't move, stand still, they are underground, sensing the pressure on the ground to determine the position of their prey."

After Izuki said this, everyone used the enchantment to levitate online.

"King, we're too passive in going on like this."

The ghost cat tightened his eyebrows, although the misty forest in the past was terrifying, it was less than one-tenth of the danger now.

Yi Yue looked around, and even if they retreated, it would be too late, and there was only one way to go.

"I'll lure them, and then a few of you remember to use the net and catch one of them."

Since it can burst, it can become a ready-made bomb.

The toes of Izuki's feet are constantly touching the ground, and the sand is soft and easily dented.

He was so fast that he could even see some afterimages.

"Brush—"

A scorpion emerges straight out of the ground, larger and more ferocious than before.

Its hook sliced across Izuki's clothes, "Hiss-"

There was a cut in the garment.

Izuki frowned, and the sliced part spilled black blood, and the pain was incomparable.

He gritted his teeth and moved in the direction of the spider, faster, the scalpel in his hand flying out of his hand, picking out the parts of the hard shell that were linked.

"Whoosh-"

The silver light pierced into the monster's junction, and its body twisted for a split second, and pounced on Itsuki.

In an instant, Yi Yue jumped over the web formed by the spider, and a thousand threads wrapped the scorpion, layer by layer like a cocoon.

No matter how hard its body struggled, it couldn't break free from these seemingly extremely thin threads, but it was extremely hard.

Izuki's fingers flew quickly, and without destroying Chiri, he took out the scorpion's tail directly.

"The night wolf takes it, and I will continue to seduce it for a while. Do you know what to do when they come out of the nest? ”

Everyone looked at the wounds on Yi Yue's body, and they couldn't bear it.

The hound stepped forward, "King, I'll do it." ”

Yi Yue glanced at him, "Go back, if you don't want to die, just take my place." ”

The hounds eventually retreated, and the strongest of their hunting group was the king, who looked at the ghostly scorpions, their hard shells, and ordinary weapons could not hurt them in the slightest.

The abilities in "Annai Continent" are awakened by consciousness, and their consciousness is too weak.

Yi Yue never used a killer move, his body moved nimbly through the desert, and two or three giant scorpions were drawn out one after another.

"Quick!"

Order.

A huge cocooned black scorpion fell in from the sky, and Yi Yue kicked the barb in the hand of the night wolf, fast and ruthless, "Whoosh-sudden-"

The barb pierces the black scorpion's body.

"Bang-"

There was a loud bang.

All the black scorpions didn't have time to escape, and they exploded one after another, and the yellow sand rolled for a while.

Everyone was immersed in the joy of victory.

The wounds on his body spilled black blood, dripping drops, and the burning pain continued to erode his nerves.

He wiped the blood with his hand, and the black blood stained his hands.

The head began to hallucinate, he opened his eyes forcefully, shook his head, and did not expect that it had the effect of anesthetizing nerves.

Izuki pulled out a scalpel and slashed at the original wound, poisonous blood flowed out, and the pain made him more conscious.

Yi Yue casually ripped off the strip of cloth and wrapped it around the wound, tightening it to prevent the spread of the toxin.

"Keep going."

Izuki ordered everyone to go.

They were already in the belly of the desert, and as long as they kept advancing, they could find the exit, and Yi Yue wanted to find out the authority in the Misty Forest, where there were too many secrets that Senluo Technology had never mastered.

Meanwhile, Mr. A observes the Misty Forest and the dungeon in the castle.

His room was always dim, with only a beam of light swaying in the wind, and the painting on the wall had only a back, a graceful figure, and no one knew who it was painted from.

Mr. A glanced at Z, and suddenly pulled out the sword in his scepter and aimed it at Z, and lightly opened his thin lips, "If you help me hide the Lord of the Temple from me again, you will only end up worse than me." ”

Z looked at him coldly, "Really? ”

Z completely ignored the sword hanging in front of him, he knew that Mr. A would not attack him, and he also knew that they were not far from being exposed.

"You should pay attention to H and G, treating Twilight is too special, and sooner or later it will be revealed."

The corners of Mr. A's mouth curled, "You should have the best way to deal with H." ”

Z squeezes a "you" out of between his teeth

Words, and finally he swallowed the rest of the words.

Mr. A has always been the most scheming, and he has never been an exception.

H's favor for himself, for Mr. A, can be used again.

Mr. A has never actually broken into the dungeon, and the Lord of the Temple has a very clear division of everyone's authority, checking and balancing each other.

Even he had never guessed through the mind of the Lord of the Temple.

He looked at Z's back as he left, he didn't want Z to end up being a puppet of the Lord of the Temple.

When the world returns to Twilight's hands, everything will change.

After Mr. A leaves Z, his hand draws a circle in the air, and the flames form a circle along his fingers.

His hand pushed forward, and a larger ring of fire appeared in front of him.

His body passed through the ring of fire, and the environment around him had changed.

A huge wall stands in front of you, and the surrounding walls are lined with countless golden reflective mirrors.

His gaze looked around, and beneath his feet was a layer of glass, under which a blue lake flowed, and directly in front of him was the throne of the Lord of the Temple.

Mr. A cautiously stepped on the floor, and the only sound in the empty hall was his breathing.

When he stepped into the seat of the main hall, he looked around, where was the Lord of the Temple, who had more authority than any one person, but who did not have any object that symbolized his authority.

His feet were already on the last step of the staircase.

Suddenly, with an eagle's beep, the statue of the eagle, which had only been sitting on the throne, suddenly came to life.

Its pupils were yellow, and its huge wings were waving, and it swooped down towards Mr. A.

Mr. A drew his sword and slashed at it, its left wing parting from its body, and its body stumbled and fell to the ground.

It quickly stopped struggling, its eyes rolling slightly.

The feathers on its body fell one by one, and the white feathers flew all over the sky, like falling snowflakes.

Then, the moment Mr. A turned around, he turned into countless arrows and shot at Mr. A.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

The sword and the arrow intertwined, and all the sharp arrows sank into the ground, and the eagle disappeared with it, like a thick fog slowly disappearing in front of him.

Mr. A saw it before he stepped on the throne, and the only thing he didn't notice was that the eagle's eyes rolled away.