"Damn, there are more and more of those guys!" Mo Jiuli casually cut a deformed head behind him in half, and fine beads of sweat began to ooze from his forehead, "How far are we from the camp? I'd rather fight iron for a day than see these disgusting things again!" Harvey Graybeard shouted, "I've never seen anything so disgusting in my life!" Indeed, the length of these aberrations is much more than the legendary abomination, or even better!

The main part of each aberrant is the torso of various animals, and the head is a large mouth of blood that is split into four petals, exuding a rancid smell, and it can be faintly seen that there are rotten pieces of flesh inside, and their limbs are covered with blood-colored tumors, which are still wriggling, and each tumor can burst out of a jet-black tentacle, which is simply ugly and shocking.

Wu Ming, who was walking in the forefront, looked at the map in his hand, "At this speed, there will be ten minutes to arrive!Evans, can you still stand it? If you can't stand it, you will change people" "Also, okay......" Evans only felt that the Moss on his back was getting heavier and heavier, even if he used the wind element to help on the side, it was useless. Evans' breathing gradually became heavier, and Moss on his back gradually slid down, "Evans, don't be reckless! You can't hold it anymore!" Jill Hammer next to him also noticed that Evans's state was not quite right.

"Yes, take him away...... Evans' pupils gradually began to dilate, and instinct was gradually taking over consciousness.

"Damn, why are you so stubborn!Dwarves don't have anything like you!" Jill rushed up to pull Moss down, but he found that he couldn't pull at all, "Don't drag, he's unconscious." Wu Ming, who was opening the way ahead, said, "Oh no!" Wu Ming, who had always been calm, was suddenly shocked.

What's the matter, can't you let us people in the back of the palace save some snacks!" Harvey let out a wail, and the hammer flashed with silver light, and a shockwave spread out, knocking away several distortions that wanted to pounce.

The ground was full of aberrant corpses, and the black blood that flowed out exuded a disgusting smell, and everyone was pale, only Evans, Moss, and Wu Ming's faces were better.

"The smell of these aberrations seems to have attracted something troublesome!" Wu Ming lost his former composure, and in his field of vision, several black shadows were rushing towards here!

"Guys, several ghosts are rushing towards this direction, completely blocking the road! If we continue like this, we will all die! Everyone should do their own thing!" Wu Ming shouted, his clothes soaked with sweat. Jill looked at Evans with some hesitation, "So what are they going to do!"

Wu Ming gritted his teeth, took out a medicine bag from his belt, and stuffed a scroll into Evans' satchel, a trace of flesh pain flashed on his face, "There is only so much I can do", and then he pinched Evans's cheek, pried his closed teeth open, took out a bottle of pale green potion, and poured it in.

Evans's consciousness gradually recovered, and then he noticed that everyone began to scatter and run, "Damn, what's going on! Moss, you woke me up!" He suddenly felt a light on his back, and then found that Wu Ming directly pulled Moss from his back.

Wu Ming smiled at him, "Let's go quickly, let's talk about it when it's safe." Evans instantly realized what was happening and followed Wu Ming into the forest.

Wu Ming rushed to the front, using his dagger to cut off the vines and branches that stood in the way, "It's not good, one of them is eyeing us!" Wu Ming's face changed, and his speed increased again, "Follow me!" The branches and rattans cut fine blood marks on his face, intertwined with sweat, and there were bursts of stinging pain.

"You, why, help me, guys?" Evans struggled to follow, his voice tinged with a murmur (normal)

Wu Ming turned around and threw out a bottle of elemental potion behind him, setting off a storm of flames that temporarily blocked the road, but the ghost was still hovering nearby, after all, the temptation of fresh flesh was too great for it.

At this time, Wu Mingcai sat down with his back against a big tree, "Because I feel as if we know each other, and there is a lingering sense of intimacy." Don't you feel that way?" Evans recalled, nodding slowly.

Wu Ming suddenly asked, "Do you believe in fate?" Evans snorted coldly, "That's just an excuse for the weak!" At this time, the flame storm had begun to slowly dissipate, Wu Ming slowly stood up, took out a round pendant and stuffed it into Evans's hand.

"If you have a chance to see you again, give it to me. Also, I have a scroll in your bag. "Wait!...... you!?" Before Evans finished speaking, Wu Ming drank a bottle of potion and rushed straight into the sea of fire, "Who said that assassins can't face the light!Who said assassins, you can't open Wushuang!hahaha!" Only Wu Ming's hearty laughter came from afar in the air.

Evans picked up Moss, who was still unconscious, turned his head to look at the sea of fire, and then rushed in the direction of the camp without hesitation......

At this time, Moss is deeply trapped in a nightmare that is both true and false, struggling......

In that Shura hell thousands of years ago, there was a fight......