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"Boom!" Smoke and dust filled the sky, large areas of ruins collapsed, and several figures rolled down, and Atay was in the middle of it.

He was covered in bruises and almost unconscious, and he held the onion in his arms, and let the other party roar and beat, and never let go of his hand.

The hands widened in Gordon's vision, and an invisible sandstorm rushed towards him.

Gordon took a deep breath.

The steel wire tightened around the beast pillar, and he grabbed the other end and pounced vigorously. Provoked a stunning arc in mid-air and rushed towards Atai.

Cannon fodder is still useful, he told himself that this is just a long-term investment.

The two sides staggered in the air, and Gordon grabbed Atai's arm, and the huge momentum shook his finger bones with severe pain. The onion snapped its claws and struck Gordon's forearm. His fingers twitched, and Atay's arm slipped out.

"Bang bang bang!" Gordon twisted his waist, turned over, and kicked out his legs in a row, all moving.

Bunny Kick! His legs were as fast as phantoms, as fast as wheels, and each kick hit the onion, causing the opponent and Atai to flip upside down, roaring again and again.

More than a dozen star darts flew out of the cloak, swirled and brushed Atai's cheeks, and stuck them in the onion's face one by one. The onion head wailed in pain, a star dart embedded in each eye, and blood spilled out of his sockets.

Atay and the onion head tumbled again. Gordon's momentum was exhausted, and the tightrope swung backwards with him, and the distance between the two sides was about to be widened.

With a "bang", the cloak was thrown out of Gordon's body, like a dark cloud enveloping the two of them, and throwing them back. The tightrope swung back, and the two sides touched again, and Gordon quickly grabbed Atai's pigtail, and the source power rushed to the five fingers, clenching it tightly. At the same time, the legs are stretched out, and the tips of the boots hook the falling cloak.

The onion head is blind, and he only cares about roaring. "Bang!" The three of them leaned against the beast pillar and shook together. Gordon's boots were tipped, his cloak flew upwards, and a string of thistles slipped out of his inner pocket.

Gordon swings his legs, pulls horizontally, and sweeps over the thistle. "Bang Bang!" Sharp, prickly thistles shoot out and throw the onion head's gaping, roaring mouth. "Click!" The onion clutched his throat in pain and slowly collapsed.

At this time, the cloak had just fallen on Gordon's body. He clamped his legs between the pillars, and with one free hand, he drew the dagger and cut two pieces of meat on the back of the onion's head, separating the other party from Artai. The onion head was planted headlong, and Gordon withdrew the tightrope, packed Atay with his cloak, carried it behind his back, and continued to sprint downward.

At the same time, the altar's belly was torn apart, and fragments of bones and several teenagers fell like ripe fruit. The crack cracked along the junction between the altar and the beast pillar, radiating all the way down, and the eight beast pillars shook violently.

The bone powder was splashed, and the beast pillar trembled and would collapse at any moment. Gordon caught a glimpse of a young man above, sliding down towards him. With a shake of his hand, he shot a shuttle dart, and a white light shot straight into the air, piercing the young man's throat. The opponent's limbs stiffened and he fell from the beast pillar.

The weight of the beast pillar was slightly lightened, and Gordon quickly slipped down nearly a hundred meters. "Click!" He heard a piercing cracking sound from below, and the beast pillar shook violently, breaking at the waist, and the top half of it fell to the side.

Gordon is on the folded half-cut beast pillar! He immediately leapt upwards, along the bumpy bones, and galloped towards the other end. Despite carrying Atay on his back, Gordon still walked lightly, leaping like flying, his legs filled with source power, and his body swayed with the undulations of the breath microtechnique, maintaining balance on the rapidly sinking beast pillar.

The direction in which the beast pillar fell was just close to a beast pillar to the north.

In an instant, Gordon ran to the end and lunged forward with the help of his momentum. The person was in mid-air, and the steel wire had popped out of the palm of his hand, wrapping around the beast pillar opposite, making a tooth-aching friction sound.

Gordon swung towards the pillar and hugged it. A few seconds later, the fallen beast pillar smashed to the ground, shattering with a bang, and the powder mist rose.

"Boom, boom!" 6 Two more pillars fell, and the others were also in danger. The figure on the pillar swayed, and among them were crocus, Tracey, and freckles.

Gordon looked down, and there were only more than two hundred meters left from the ground. The people of the Blood Prison Society surrounded the beast pillar, piled up cotton mats, and opened a large net to rescue the fallen teenager. Gordon went all the way down, never encountered any danger again, and returned to the ground along the way.

There was a commotion nearby, and the beast pillars fell one after another, and more than a dozen teenagers fell to the rope net. Two of them suddenly rebelled, their faces changed drastically, and they howled fiercely towards the crowd. There are also a few teenagers who are caught by cotton pads, but their skin is still broken, their bones are broken, and they are being poured alchemical potions into the blood prison society for first aid.

Seeing Gordon, the spider swept over like a whirlwind, carefully examined Gordon's expression, and asked tentatively, "Number 13?" ”

"Lord Spider." Gordon bowed.

The spider asked, "Do you feel anything unusual?" ”

Gordon shook his head, looking full of regret: "My ritual seems to have been interrupted in the middle of the process. Before the devouring could be completed, something happened to the altar. ”

That's great! The black spider said in his heart, and his face also pretended to be comforting: "Don't care, the beast totem just gives the source force a certain characteristic." With your talent, you may be able to practice psychic skills in the future, which is much more powerful than the beast totem. She looked at Gordon again and then turned away, her heart beaming. No. 13 has not been eaten by the beast, and the zombie can give an explanation. As long as the other party is satisfied, there is still hope that he will be transferred out of the base.

Gordon's suspicions suddenly rose, it was really unusual for the spider to care so much about himself. He unfastened his cloak and lifted Atay up. The barbarian boy had hot skin, looked drowsy, and muttered intermittently: "Go, go." ”

Gordon's gaze froze, and stopped at the corner of Atai's eyes: the two brown patterns were gradually darkening with imperceptible degrees, giving birth to slender and complex patterns on both sides, like a vine quietly blooming its branches and leaves, rejuvenating its vitality.

Gordon took out the hemostatic medicine from Atai's body, applied it to various wounds, and broke Atai's mouth open, pouring a tube of alchemical healing potion into it. The barbarian boy's blood immediately stopped, and the speed with which the wound healed shocked Gordon.

But Atai still didn't wake up, and it wasn't long before his body temperature rose again, his whole body burned like fire, and his muscles expanded and contracted again and again, as if iron was calcining and refining in a raging furnace.

Legend has it that the blood of an ancient giant slumbers in the body of the barbarians. Gordon secretly speculated, could it be that Atai devoured the beast totem, thus stirring up the blood of the ancestors?

If so, the cannon fodder has appreciated again.

"Haha, little stool, you're there too!" Saffron screamed and ran over, freckles and Tricy following. The three had injuries on their bodies, but they were fine. From the direction they had come, Gordon saw that there was no altar on all sides, and that there was a lonely pillar of beast standing in the ruins.

Is the red hairer really shit lucky? Gordon was stunned, in the inner world, there was an anti-life called the shit spirit, which was extremely rare and a treasure that cultivators coveted. Humans can get good luck as long as they devour shit spirits.

At this time, Atai's eyelids twitched a few times, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Gordon, and then looked at everyone, and said in surprise: "I'm still alive?" ”

"We're all alive!" Saffron, Freckles, and Tricy laughed, and Artey rubbed her head in embarrassment.

Amid the laughter of the crowd, Gordon put on his cloak, pulled up his hood, and stared at the empty sky.

There is no sun here, but it is not the only sun that shines.