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Chapter 322:

It is said that hell is the place where all souls die, and the creatures that live there are more or less related to the soul. Read the full text of the latest chapter

In some shaman's texts, there are even records of hellish beasts composed of pure souls.

The kind of creature that lies somewhere between the real and the nothing, there is simply no way to capture and study.

And that creature can only survive in hell.

When her eyes were almost normal, Freya narrowed her eyes slightly in the direction of the Scout Seed's destruction.

&nb●，w↙ww.wa¤ns◆■omsp; "Hell's Mouth, Hell Guardian, if I'm not mistaken, this is supposed to be a Lost Garden, a strange place where anything can appear in legends."

As far as Freya knew, the conditions for the Lost Gardens to appear were mostly in areas where the number of deaths reached a certain level, forming some kind of strong resentment and death.

Everything inside is random, but all come with a variety of powerful curses and spirits.

But on the other hand, there are countless possible opportunities in the Lost Garden.

Freya also knows a little about this kind of area, and the mystery key she used before can only be found in this kind of place except in the major ruins.

After entering the Lost Garden, unless you quietly wait for the garden to disappear by itself, or try your luck to find an exit, you will never go out.

"I didn't expect a Lost Garden to appear in Yule Forest, what a surprise."

After a moment's thought, Freya walked in that direction.

The mud under your feet is a little muddy, and it feels weird to step on softly.

The hazy white fog was mixed with a rustling drizzle. It gives the whole forest a faint sense of weirdness.

Keeping an eye on the surroundings as you walk, the Lost Garden is also a troublesome place for official wizards.

But for Freya, this was never an opportunity.

Especially the rare species of Hell Guardian, as the inheritor of the king snake, she has a very strong interest in all kinds of powerful bloodlines.

As they got closer to the Scout Seed, the trees in the white mist around them began to grow taller and taller.

The branches swayed gently in the wind, as if the countless hands of the human body were greeting each other in unison.

Freya glanced at the big tree next to her and pressed it with her hand, the roughness of the bark coming from between her fingers, and there was nothing strange about it.

Retract your hand. Go back. She moved forward again.

However, not long after Freya left, a hole slowly emerged from the trunk of the tree she had touched. （）

The inside of the cave was pitch black, with only a black key stuck inside. At the end of the key is a white eyeball. The black pupils contracted rapidly. Curiously turned and looked around.

Ten minutes later, Freya came to the black well that the Scout Seed had seen.

Standing in the shadow of the tree, Freya could clearly see the black liquid spilling out of the well.

And it smells of blood.

A tall figure in a black robe was pouring something into the well with an iron bucket.

From time to time, there was a 'bang, bang, bang'.

I thought about it. Freya stepped out of the shadows, and the Hellkeeper didn't seem to notice that she was still busy with her business.

Even if Freya deliberately walked up to him and stood in front of him.

Looking at the strange halves of the Guardian of Hell's face, she frowned and held out a finger.

'Whew! ’

The thin cyan thread swept directly across his neck, and with a 'snap', his head fell to the ground, and black-brown blood flowed down immediately.

But it strangely exudes a burst of fragrant and sweet taste.

Moreover, the headless body was still doing what it had just done.

Looking at the blood flowing from the break in her neck, Freya lightly dipped her hand into it, a sticky feeling.

"Huh? Actually ordinary molasses, puppet? ”

Frowning at the Guardian of Hell who was still moving, she felt that things were a little strange for a moment.

However, after observing for a while and finding nothing, Freya walked directly around and walked to the black well.

The liquid in the well smelled of blood, like black oil.

She tried to absorb it with aspiration, but found it to no avail.

"It doesn't seem like it's blood, so why don't you try this?"

After a moment of silence, she reached out and felt for a test tube, which was dripping with a transparent liquid.

After removing the plug, Freya threw the tube directly into the wellhead.

'Poof. ’

The test tube was inserted upside down in the black liquid, slowly sinking, and still nothing strange happened.

"The extracted positive energy plant liquid also has no reaction, am I guessing wrong, this is not the entrance to hell?"

Just in Freya's confusion.

'Whew'

A warm wind slowly blew in her ears, bringing up strands of blonde hair.

"Who!?"

She jerked her head back, and the forest of white mist was still silent, unchanged.

Freya's eyes narrowed slightly, and in her vision, a large number of black tentacles began to appear around the calm forest.

These tentacles are all extremely strong and malicious evil thoughts, and only her physique can let her see them.

And the place to her left is more intense.

"Humph!"

She didn't think about it, and just opened her palm.

'Whew! Five thin cyan lines mixed with black light suddenly shot through.

'Poof. ''Smack. ’

Two soft sounds, at the location of Freya's attack, something fell from there and rolled out of the shadows.

Only then did Freya realize that it was the head of a woman with black messy hair and a pale face.

The neck of the head was smooth, not a trace of blood flowed, half of his face was buried in the ground, but his eyes looked at Freya with a hint of tenderness, the corners of his mouth raised slightly with a smile, and rolled towards her firmly.

Looking at the gentle expression of this head, Freya somehow felt a strong aura of danger.

After a pause, she pulled her right hand. The five blue lines reappeared, stabbing straight at the rolling head.

'Smack! ’

The thread easily pierced it and pinned it to the ground, and Freya clenched her palms sharply.

The thin threads then cut the skull directly into several pieces and scattered them on the ground like stones.

"What the hell?"

Looking at the pile on the ground, Freya couldn't sense any breath before.

If it weren't for the fact that she could feel spirits or evil thoughts, she wouldn't have found it at all.

Most of the things in the Lost Garden are very grotesque and cannot be judged by common sense.

After a pause, she walked towards the pile of skulls that had been cut into pieces.

Squatted down, just as she reached out to touch the things. Suddenly, there was a 'whew'.

Those things actually burned. The bright yellow flame emitted a faint fragrance, and in a short time it turned into a small pile of white powder.

And Freya's eyes were slightly condensed when she saw this powder.

"The smell of spirits?"

After a pause, she quickly took out an empty test tube from her waist pouch and filled the powder.

The powder was in a test tube, and Freya shook it slightly. The powder flew up at once. It's as if it's not gravity-resistant.

She had a vague feeling that the powder would be of great help to the study of spirits.

Place the tube back into the waist bag. She walked over to the black well again.

At this point, the test tube that had been thrown in before was completely submerged, leaving only a small dent.

And next to the dent, two white men's faces slowly floated at this moment.

The face opened slightly, the chapped mouth was slightly open, and the eyes were wide open. Both faces had expressions of extreme fear, as if they had seen something terrible.

However, when Freya saw these two faces, she was visibly stunned.

"Aren't these two black-robed wizards?"

The reason why she came here before was to chase these two people, but she didn't expect these two to die unexpectedly in the Lost Garden.

Looking at the frightened expressions of the two and thinking for a moment, Freya stretched out her palm to the faces of the two and grabbed it gently.

The palms of countless cyan wind currents stretched directly into the mucus of the black well.

'Gollum! ’

After a strange sound, one of the wizards dragged out of the liquid.

Large expanses of black liquid flowed on the ground, making the smell of blood all around him even stronger.

Freya manipulated her psychic power to strip off the wizard's clothes, revealing her bare upper body.

The upper half of this man's body was covered with dense bruises, as if he had been dragged to death in a black well.

Gazing at the finger marks, Freya looked at the face of the person still floating in the black well, revealing a look of surprise.

"It seems that this hell's mouth is indeed the lair of some hellish creature, but I don't know if that guy is still in it now."

After a pause, she dragged the other wizard out of the well, leaving the two bodies lying side by side.

Not long after dragging out the two corpses, round bubbles began to slowly float in the black well, and the calm black liquid gradually began to tumble.

Taking two steps back, Freya stared at the vision of the mouth of hell.

'Smack! ’

With a crisp sound, a miserable white palm suddenly appeared next to the edge of the well, and with the appearance of this palm, a third human face with bulging eyes emerged, which was a strange man's face, with long black hair clinging to the side of the face, and dark eyes without any whites of eyes staring at her silently with a vicious look.

"This is a creature of hell? There doesn't seem to be much intelligence. ”

Freya, who was stared at by the vicious eyes, showed a curious look.

Suddenly, she saw black smoky tentacles begin to condense around the man's face, slowly enveloping her.

"Oh? Can you control your grudges?"

Looking at the tentacles slowly approaching, Freya took two steps back to easily avoid them, and then she reached out and grabbed it, and a cyan streamer appeared in her hand.

"Let's see if this kills."

In a mutter, she slashed at the man's face.

'Whew! ’

There was a slight sound, and the middle of the man's face was smoothly separated, and then the man's face opened its big mouth, as if it was screaming and slowly sinking into the black well.

"So weak"

Looking at the creature that had sunk into the black well, Freya frowned. (To be continued......)