Chapter 017: Entering the Temple

On the other hand, Wu Tian only discovered a problem when he was walking, that is, he didn't seem to have any ability to communicate with other people, although this problem should have been noticed at the beginning, or should it be said that it should be so, how slow must it be to find this when he arrived at this one?

Wu Tian realized that something was wrong with him at this time, as if he had been cursed by someone, but if he thought about it carefully, and constantly changed the life posture of his body, then it was impossible for the sequelae to be without sequelae. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In addition to the mental aspect, there are also parts of the body that will be affected, for example, a completely different structure of the brain, the transformation between two different structures, the impact will not be less.

In other words, the after-effects of improper thinking, or excessive sluggishness, are not strange, and it should be said that --

The signs that appear are probably within the budget.

Just as a mentally ill person will not realize that he is mentally ill, Wu Tian, who has already had a problem with his brain, is also unaware of his own problem, in addition to the high regeneration of the sage, Wu Tian has only just begun to produce this kind of cognition now, but--

Is it too late?

But no matter what, since it is already a departure, then Wu Tian can only bite the bullet, even if he knows that it is the behavior of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, there is no other way except this.

Wu Tian just flew in one direction, that is, the temple that had been disguised as a certain god, or rather, it was supposed to be the place where he had become a son of the so-called true sense of the word, and the place where he had been transformed from the depths of his genes into a non-human race.

If there is such a clue there, then there should be no other than that.

Wu Tian nodded silently, indicating that he was satisfied with his thoughts, and then he didn't have any doubts at all, as if he affirmed his determination, and set off towards the former temple.

And from beginning to end, there wasn't a second in the mind of this ruthless fellow who was thinking of a companion in the temple of the Old Gods, or a reincarnation of the same squad.

"It's weakened again, it's really bad, I don't want to kill it at all, if that damn mascot is not wrong, then, when the additional power becomes nothing, there will be a mysterious power to obliterate itself, right?"

Wu Tian said with a headache, indicating that he felt very unoptimistic about the whole thing.

(What the hell is the cataclysmic girl doing?) If you think about it according to common sense, this shouldn't be right. )

(But no matter how you think about it, things there are definitely going to be a lot of trouble, and besides, luck is a better priority than these things.)

Even if he didn't say it anymore, he couldn't bear to guess in his mind, because this made Wu Tian feel very uneasy.

But whether it is uneasy or reassuring, there will be no change in what Wu Tian needs to do, because he has no choice at all.

In the cranky thoughts along the way, Wu Tian was already close to the destination again, where it was made temporarily, the temple of Cthulhu.

Although it is only a temporary establishment, there will be no less.

Wu Tian's eyes looked at the destination, and he scratched his head with his right hand and said, "Really, is the thing left last time still here?" But forget it, it doesn't have a big deal for me anyway."

What he saw, of course, was outside the temple, and those evil undead creatures, although many of them were just pseudo-objects protected by the power of the evil gods outside the sky, but as the characteristics of undead creatures, they were not at all.

For example, no matter how long it takes, it will not age and it will be a corrupted body, and there will be no problem with the immortality that even time cannot kill, and as long as it is not killed, even if it lives to the day when the universe is ended, there is no problem.

Although in fact, not much time has passed since these undead were summoned, after all, the timeline of the reincarnation world and the main world is different, and even if you count those times as a normal time flow, it is not much.

Therefore, it is not surprising that there are still undead spirits roaming here.

Because Wu Tian's body flowed with the divinity of the Hidden Mansion and the Old Ruler, therefore, it did not attract the attack of these undead, and Wu Tian did not want to cleanse this place, after all, such an act was not beneficial to him at all, and Wu Tian did not need to fight with these undead.

Wu Tian ignored these undead, and at the same time, the undead also ignored Wu Tian, so Wu Tian walked directly into the temple and left.

Wu Tian took a light breath, and then said with a frown: "The smell is very weird, and the magic of the atmosphere is also suppressed, what is this all about?"

Wu Tian is only on a passage of the temple now, but the feeling is completely different from the last time, at least, the last time he came, the environment here was also very normal, but the reason was completely incomprehensible why it became like this.

But Wu Tian is a martial artist, even if the magic power of the outside world becomes 0, there is no big problem, and he also has a reason why he has to come here.

According to Wu Tian's understanding, the spells of the Cthulhu Mythos system are also given by the gods, and the temple is a good source.

Even if there is really something abnormal here, Wu Tian has no intention of having any conflict with here, if it can solve the problem peacefully, then it will be better.

Wu Tian thought this from the bottom of his heart, but the facts would not be as he thought.

"Intruder, stop, no, move forward."

It sounded like it was coming out of a foul sound machine, and it sounded a bit like the sound of rubbing the metal plate.

Wu Tian was instantly attracted by this sound, and then looked directly at the source of the sound. (To be continued.) )