Chapter 169: At the foot of the mountain

In the dim woods, the dry trunks stretched straight to the sky, like countless pairs of arms in the depths of hell, desperately reaching to the sky. γ€Œγ€

The time of this plane fragment seems to be forever frozen in a twilight when the sun is like blood.

The dead grass on the ground reached thighs, and on the horizon visible in the field of vision, some half-plant-like animal life could occasionally be seen clinging to the dark tree trunks, and the rustle of people walking by was heard, and then it trembled, showing the bloodthirsty nature of the usual surface.

Whoop –

The sword drank blood, and the tip of the sword cut a cross wound on a long insect with a half-human face.

Before the disgusting dark green body fluids in the long worm's body burst open, highly concentrated and pure light energy invaded from the wound and drove straight in.

The dark green bodily fluids melted like snow water that met the sun, drying up under the scorching white light.

But no one noticed that a faint black qi that could not be seen escaped from the dead long worm like a life, as if it was attracted to the tall young man who used swordsmanship, and flowed through his mouth and nose. γ€Œγ€

The long sword was unsheathed, and a cross flower was naturally slashed in the air, slightly shorter than vertical, and as vertical as if measured with a ruler, without any difference.

If there were warriors who were proficient in swordsmanship, they would surely be able to see that this was a sign of the perfection of the Teutonic Cross, rather than the meaningless ostentatious ornamental swordsmanship of the children of the pompous aristocracy.

But the owner of the sword technique seemed to be commonplace, turned around and looked back at the beautiful girl who was being protected behind him, his eyes flashed with concern, but no one noticed that the color of his pupils had darkened a little.

"Angel, how are you feeling?"

The latter, who was questioned, was clearly not doing well.

The dark elements and negative energy that permeated this plane fragment were an irresistible ordeal for them who practiced the purest positive energy, even just standing in it. γ€Œγ€

The two energies are incompatible, clamoring at any time to burst out and expel the existence of hostile energies.

Reinhardt was fine. His rank was far higher than the upper limit of the energy suppressed by the rules of this plane, even if the rank was sealed with a secret method, the fighting qi that he had cultivated hard was still light enough to suppress the negative energy floating here.

"Sorry to worry you."

Angel's holy and beautiful face had an abnormal pale on it.

If you look closely, you can see that it is not actually pale, but a faint, easily ignored white glow covering her body, endlessly, as if she has an inexhaustible source of energy in her body.

She is a divine servant, a saint who is worshiped by countless believers. γ€Œγ€

"I've been in for so long and I haven't seen a single participant. It seems that our previous assumptions were correct, according to the information obtained from the Holy Land. This plane fragment is supposed to be a plane fragment that mimics the rules of the Hell of Punishment - a special plane fragment that is not open to ordinary participants. ”

Angel said quietly, her always lively and energetic face revealing the composure and atmosphere that a Holy See saint should have.

"It seems that we have bad luck this time, the Warden who is presiding over the opening of the first layer. is a heretical mage who is prejudiced against the Lord and the Empire,"

Reinhardt's face sank slightly. "If it's the relatively moderate and neutral 'Starwalker' Christine, it's fine, but if it's the 'Bloody Mage' Garfield, our trip will be much more dangerous! ”

- Even for Christine the Starwalker, safety is only relative. They are all the souls of the legendary mages after their deaths, and although they have been the guardians of the Tower of Babel for thousands of years, they have always guarded their race, but they will not forget the time of doom for the mages who were once guided by the Holy See. γ€Œγ€

Reinhardt looked left and right at the barren and dead surroundings. "It will never be an accident for us to enter this special plane fragment, fortunately we came in with His Majesty, otherwise it would be impossible to redeem our deaths!"

"It must be God's direction."

Angel said reverently, her beautiful and vibrant green eyes brightened by faith.

"The oracle. Cleanse! ”

A bright white light centered on Angel and swept around.

Countless negative energy creatures lurking underground and disguised as rocky tree trunks have died. Outside of their sight, more black gas rose up. Concentrate in the direction of youth and infiltrate slowly.

The young man was unconscious, obsessively staring at the holy back in his eyes. γ€Œγ€

The darkness gradually drowned the bloody sky.

***

In another unidentified space, the long staircase without the end seems to be the eternal background in the space.

"Hmph, the people of the Holy See are really not as good as the generation, and people with such a dark heart and will can even become the guardian knights of the Holy Maiden,"

The man with a diamond-shaped spar embedded in his forehead stood on the wide staircase, sneering coldly,

"No wonder it is declining more and more, in the entire Holy See, there is only such a little girl's faith that can communicate with the gods and get the true divine favor ......"

"Two thousand years have passed since the demonic plague, this time the final war will be started, and the bloodlines of those alien planes will be completely purified, and the era that belongs to us will be officially opened, and the human race will be rejuvenated......"

The other voice was soft and low, but it seemed to carry unspeakable blood, and it seemed to contain a deep expectation and fanaticismβ€”

"We voluntarily lost the possibility of reincarnation, became the guardians of the Tower of Babel, and waited alone for a thousand years, isn't it exactly the advent of this era that we are waiting for?"

"The five of us have already occupied five tower floors, those alien races want to die and struggle, this time to open, I'm afraid it's the last chance-"

"Let's see for ourselves how they are ...... despair"

***

Wide-eyed corpses.

A pair of hands were placed on the lower part of the neck and the back of the head, revealing the fatal wound on the deceased's neck.

"One hit kills, three magic hours ago."

Saleen pulled a pair of translucent gloves from his hands and snapped a conclusion.

"It should be the same murderer, the same method."

Lin Anmulu recalled, carefully comparing this wound with the corpse he had seen before, and then affirmed that it was authentic.

This newly encountered deceased person was met at the foot of the mountain where the Demon Source was located.

She and Salin rested and meditated, and then set off again.

In order to speed up, she used plant perception to lead Saleen all the way to avoid most of the dangers and the possibility of encountering the monster and its participants, and always followed the traces left by the demon murderer.

Saleen probably noticed something unusual, after all, the journey was unusually safe and calm.

However, although he observed Lin An's actions from time to time, he never asked anything, but took advantage of the convenience of not being vigilant against danger, fully adjusted his physical fitness, and retained sufficient physical fitness and endurance.

It wasn't until they came to the foothill entrance of the mountain range that crossed the island and encountered the corpse that the appearance of peace along the way was shattered.

"I think you should explain something to me." Salin looked directly at Lin An.

"Yes, we have been following the route I said earlier that may be the murderer of the demon race," Lin An greeted back without flinching, "If this is the explanation you want. ”

The breaking of peace seems to indicate the unrest that lies ahead. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the Biquge www.biquge.info (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, your support is my biggest motivation. )