Chapter 900 Where is the evidence of the curse?

The layers of flames shimmered with a red murderous aura enveloped the dark incense, and she almost forgot why she came here, and sure enough, it was a farce. Wherever the flames went, the fog receded to reveal the original valley walls, and the road suddenly became much wider. Also saved by the flames was Bai Cixi, who was too close to the dark incense, and the young man was sweating, like taking a sauna, and the skin on his neck was shining with the luster of water stains.

"Dark incense, I'm much better." It's really much better, Bai Cixi is a little confident when he speaks, something must have happened just now, otherwise Bai Cixi would definitely not become so weak. Merlin, who was standing on the side, also magically became a little younger, the burden on his shoulders was reduced, and the older mage looked around and said, "Curse, curse of the valley." ”

Feeling the presence haunting them slowly disappear, the three of them walked with ease, and they had to move forward at least through here. Along the way, Merlin spoke his opinion, which had been hidden before, and now he could finally say it and prove it. It turned out that the story told by Merlin at that time, the otherworldly valley where the pit killed people was just an image overlapping this gap, and the real place where the atrocity and massacre took place was here, which is the so-called sense of immediacy that looks like an otherworld, but is actually somewhere else.

The discordant faction in this valley who was responsible for arguing the ownership of the rebels was wiped out from above, and the so-called rulers and nobles were nothing more than machines acting for the sake of temporary peace, in other words, sacrificing a few hundred men to restore the stability and unity of the entire alliance. In the end, however, the rebel forces, who were the source of the dispute, were also killed. This group of people is not just verbal arguers, they include warriors and mages.

This part of the people who were abandoned in the valley did not die blindly, and their resentment deeply affected the desire to think, which is why the desire to think would be deeply impressed by this event, and among the many rebels who died in those years, there was a person or a group of people who used magic to raise their souls and turn them into a mist of depravity and despair long before death came, which was a symbol of miasma and represented the power of curse.

Because of the magical existence power that the desire to think can bring to the valley, these half-dead undead who cannot be surpassed can make waves at will with this breath. But it is also because of the desire to think that only this valley was created. They can only keep corrupting and fermenting in this valley. Merlin finally sighed and concluded, about what happened in this valley attracted the archmage, knowing that this hodgepodge of thought desires to create, empower, and ferment was really a mess. But at the same time, it is also a big dye vat without compromise. This is a treasure for any magician.

"Is it the desire of the mind that creates the monster? All these disgusting gray mist are the souls of those guys? Is it a wraith? Dark incense touched her whole body wrapped in flames, wanting to let the warmth of her strength dispel the chill in her heart, and imagine leaving her hometown in such a remote and dark valley. The pain of despair for the future, year after year, day after day, but never dies, is simply not born. "How are we going to purify this place?"

"It's not something we can think about, and the dark incense, it's not that the desire to think creates the monster, it's the evil intentions of these people in the first place that induced the interest of the desire to think. Any weirdness and misfortune that happens in the world is definitely not caused by accident and fate, and figuring out what this group of dying mages did to the entire group of extremely martyrs is the key to untying this knot. Bai Cixi said so, but he couldn't do anything, he didn't have the slightest evidence after walking for so long, if this is the place where the tragedy of killing the living actually happened, then there will be evidence. The young man smiled slightly, he finally knew why the archmage had left the dark incense here and came here on purpose, as a person who had studied spells, even Bai Cixi, who was inexperienced and had weak intuition, immediately became interested in the ins and outs of this incident.

Jon is not a very unfortunate person, but he does not care about the ratio of misfortune to happiness around him, which makes people seem to be a self-depraved person who wants to bear misfortune. Dizzily detached from the group, thinking that he had to hurry forward to find his master, but the fog was too great and gradually he could not see anything. The most important thing is that he is too tired, his spirit is polluted, it feels like a curse to keep his eyes open, his legs are not listening, his strength is slowly being stripped away, and in this terrifying atmosphere, Jon almost gritted his teeth and grunted.

However, after a few minutes, he was still lost, or more precisely, lost in his search for everyone. There was a white expanse in front and behind, and Jon, who was alone in it, heard a bad noise, like a whisper. There are other people here, and they are by their side,

Cheer up like an angry lion, Jonn tilted his head and cautiously looked around, but it was fine that he didn't turn, and now he didn't know which direction was the direction he came from. This is purely asking for trouble, the decisive Jonn pulled out the short knife he had brought, he didn't have the leisure to cast magic, it was more useful for him to actually give the enemy a knife.

Since he can't find the path horizontally, then go in one direction, and in either direction he can only speed up, it is too dangerous to stay alone, either quickly withdraw by himself, or immediately find the master. After patting his head, Yoon thought that he had caused a catastrophe, and most of the food and supplies for the four of them were in his backpack, if he left, Bai Cixi and they would inevitably starve to death in the valley where the grass did not grow, think about what else would there be in such a place except for the dead ghost to gnaw on a bite to satisfy hunger, but I was afraid that if I met a ghost, the dark fragrance of fine skin and tender meat would be gnawed.

The distraught and tired servant moved forward, but the high and low hillside road made him completely relax his vigilance, and following the rhythm of the undulating mountain road, he suddenly stepped on the air with his right foot, and there was a strange touch in the air. It wasn't a stone, it was a basketball-sized pit when you stepped on it, but the foot made a clicking and breaking sound from the bottom of the footboard, like the scream of a broken bone.

It barely took to look at it, and just guessing knew that he had trampled on some of the remains. It was much more than that, and the moment he stood on his right foot and raised his left foot, the bones snapped like a terrible click on the surface of a frozen river in winter. The entire nearby pile of rocks was completely collapsed four meters from a square of the ground.

The poor boy stepped on not a skeleton, but a loose group stacked under the false mound, no, not a group, the ragged fracture and collapse made Jon lose his balance, and with a large amount of rolling on his back, the boy who was doing rolling friction was sent directly to the far underground depths of the collapsed cavern, with a short scream, the traces on the ground disappeared, and Yorn disappeared completely, even if Ueno Dark Fragrance found it at this moment and immediately turned back, she couldn't find a trace??? (To be continued......)