At present, the real appearance of the small mountain village is more like the ruins of the divine war than the battlefield outside the high mountain fort.

Obviously, this place has been destroyed a long time ago, and the peace and tranquility that Luo Er saw before, singing and dancing, but the villagers tried their best to whitewash the peace, and as soon as he left, the place was immediately restored to its original state.

Fortunately, they still maintain the minimum disguise, from a distance and from the sky, this place is still ordinary, nothing unusual, only after really entering this realm, will you find the horror here.

What's even more troublesome is that in this current environment, there are dangerous energy undercurrents everywhere, and there is no way to rebuild it, and no matter how powerful the ability to distort reality is, it has a duration.

"Okay, okay, don't be stunned, hurry up and move, quickly clean up the surroundings, and strive to restore the village to its original state before the village chief comes back next time."

The fat man slapped a thick slap and beckoned everyone to hurry up and get to work.

"This is a big project, it will take at least a quarter, but I don't know how long the village chief will stay when he goes out this time?"

The sweetheart neighbor said with some concern.

In the whole village, the only intact building is the house of the strange villager, and everyone must clean up all kinds of dangerous hidden dangers here before they can be rebuilt.

There are only 60 people in the village, and it is really hard to clean up a large area.

If you want to blame, you can only blame Luo Er for leaving, everyone is too presumptuous, as soon as they are presumptuous, they are unrestrained, and as soon as they are unrestrained, they came to the first martial arts conference in a small mountain village, and then it became like this.

"Alas, there's no way, let's hurry up, I'll go outside, find some building materials and the like, and see if I can find a way to let the village chief stay outside for a while."

The fat man said, and his figure gradually disappeared in place.

The other villagers also cursed and began to be busy.

Their main job is to clean up the crystalline matter left over from the battlefield and the huge energy collides with each other, which is the so-called energy crystallization.

The texture of this thing looks a bit like obsidian, but the whole body is tinged with a faint blue, and the surface is covered with a layer of lines formed by the solidification of energy fluctuations.

This thing is very sensitive and unstable, and if it is not handled carefully, it may cause a large explosion and cause a second destruction, so it must be handled carefully, and you can't use extraordinary means to be lazy, you can only use your bare hands and simple tools to clean it up slowly.

Moreover, these crystals are still scattered everywhere, and many of them are still buried in the soil, which needs to be carefully dug up to find them, which is equivalent to using dozens of people to turn over the entire village and the nearby mountains.

Even if everyone is used to the work, the amount of work is still ridiculous......

Fortunately, some villagers were able to summon some helpers, such as black mud men, stone men covered with a layer of volcanic rock, etc., and with the help of these coolies, there was hope that the project could be completed in three months.

But like the Corn Man and the sweetheart fruit neighbors, they can only rely on their own hands.

Everyone was in charge of an area and was busy on their own, and the neighbor who raised the pig was assigned an area at the edge of the village boundary, and he was walking slowly with the old sow.

The old sow sniffed east and west, then snorted twice.

The pig farmer walked over, dug up the dirt on the surface with his bare hands, pulled out a fist-sized energy crystal from it, and then found a few small pebbles next to it.

The one the size of the fist was thrown into the back basket behind him, and the small pebble-sized one was pinched hard by him and turned into powder.

It seems to be freehand, but it is actually a very dangerous operation, even this very small energy crystal, once it explodes, is equivalent to an oversized powder keg, so this is a dangerous operation that can only be performed by professionals, please do not follow suit.

This man and a pig, as if he were picking mushrooms in the mountains, wandered for a while, and then picked up a large piece of crystals in a half-basket.

These crystals can be brought back to the Strange Villager, who can be used to forge farm tools, rebuild windmills and waterwheels, etc.

However, after the pig farmer picked up two more crystals the size of small stones, he suddenly stopped moving, and then turned his head to look at a vacant field next to him.

"Huh? Was it discovered? It seems that you are not an ordinary person either? ”

A low, hoarse voice came from the air, and then three figures were seen slowly emerging.

The three of them were all dressed in hooded black robes, with dazzling mosquito coils embroidered on their chests, and the one in the middle was still a doppelganger, only a black robe floating in the air.

It was early in the morning, the sun was shining and the light was abundant, but here in the small mountain village, the light seemed to be distorted, and the surroundings were very dim, making the three black-robed people look like ghosts in the shadows, looming and extremely evil.

This is exactly the eleventh apostle who ambushed the Imperial Investigation Team last time!

"How did you find here?"

The neighbor who raised the pig asked calmly.

"Hehe, how can such a good place be allowed to be owned by yourself?"

The other party asked rhetorically, his figure floating forward half a step, and then looked at the fist-sized energy crystals in the neighbor's back basket.

"Such a high quality crystal! It's amazing! ”

The tone of the eleventh apostle gradually became excited, and he quickly asked:

"Could you please give this to me and get out of here? I'm willing to pay well. ”

The pig neighbor shook his head:

"Please allow me to refuse, you can't give what I want."

"Heh~ It seems that you prefer a more direct way?"

The Eleventh Apostle sneered, and the mosquito coil on his chest began to turn slightly.

And the two attendants beside him, who exuded the power fluctuations of the eighth-order legend on their bodies, also stood away from the left and right, and began to chant something in a low voice.

The neighbor who raised the pig shook his head and sighed in a low voice:

"Stupid, arrogant, and weak......"

In the shadows behind him, a series of beast roars rang out, two blood-red fires lit up, and it seemed that some behemoth appeared in the darkness behind him.

Although the thing could only be seen in a faint outline, it was the size of a small mountain.

The three black-robed apostles seemed to sense something, and the movements of their hands froze slightly, and they asked in a low voice:

"Something is wrong, you are not an ordinary person, nor are you an ordinary demigod, what are you?"

The neighbor who raised the pig did not answer.

I saw a flash of silver light in the darkness, and two things like the fangs of wild boars emerged from behind the eleventh apostle, directly piercing his doppelganger, holding him high in the air.

And the huge figure behind it also slowly revealed its true body, it was actually a huge boar with spear-like fangs, eyes flashing like flames, and a layer of colorful, blade-like manes.

The giant boar was still standing in place, and with a soft snort, more fangs immediately appeared from the feet of the three people opposite, like stalactites, and stabbed them in the chest.

The Eleventh Apostle was still nailed into the air by the fangs, and a large amount of black mud-like substance poured out from the mosquito coil ring on his chest, splashing on the snow-white fangs, temporarily stopping their movements.

But these fangs were not corroded by his strength, and they were still struggling sharply, and could come out at any time.

The two attendants hurriedly took out their weapons from their arms and tried to fight back.

But in the shadows behind them, a bloody mouth suddenly appeared, and it bit down hard at them.

One of them reacted quickly and barely dodged.

The other one was more unlucky, and was bitten off the upper half of his body by the big mouth, leaving only his lonely legs still standing in place.

The huge wild boar bar smacked its mouth, like knocking melon seeds, and spit out a black robe.

"You...... Who are you? ”

The words of the Eleventh Apostle were already full of panic, and he had been trying to break free of the fangs on his chest, but he was unable to do so, and his powerful power that could have thrown everything into chaos had no effect on this pair of white marble fangs.

This shows that the other party's strength level is much higher than him, and it must be more than the level of a demigod.

And the Chaos Cage he used to ambush the Imperial Investigation Team is another ability that needs to be prepared and arranged in advance, and it is suitable for the current situation.

He already regretted it in his heart, he shouldn't have come to this place rashly.

But more than that, it's actually surprise, where did this ordinary-looking guy come from?

I've only been asleep for more than 50 years, has the sky changed outside?

He is obviously no match for this mysterious powerhouse, so he can only find a way to escape.

Or give up resisting, give up this clone, and get more information about this guy at the cost of taking heavy damage.

But it's better to get the other henchman out......

So he riveted all his strength, trying to draw the attention of his neighbors, and at the same time secretly mobilized his strength, enveloping the surviving henchman, trying to send him away.

But at this moment, a shovel suddenly reached out from the darkness and struck the head of another attendant.

It seemed very funny and illogical, but it just happened.

The follower who was knocked on the head began to shrink rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a rag doll and fell to the ground.

A hand reached over, grabbed the rag doll, and looked at it for a long time.

"Oh? It turned out to be an apostle, huh? A bunch of stinky rats that don't go into the stream. ”

The sweetheart neighbor looked at the shovel on his shoulder, stepped out of the shadows, tossed the rag doll in his hand, and continued:

"They had previously ambushed the people of the Empire, spied on the Empire's divination clues, and then found this place through further divination."

"Sure enough, as soon as the village chief is not there, it is easy to make trouble."

When the eleventh apostle heard his words, his heart was immediately shocked, and he couldn't imagine how the other party knew about this process.

And the sweetheart neighbor played with the rag doll in his hand and continued:

"They seem to be preparing a big plan codenamed King's Landing, and if successful, their organization can become the master of the world?"

"But this guy is not the most core member, and he doesn't know more details and insider information, so it's useless."

The sweetheart neighbor lightly told the other party's top-secret plan, as if the rag doll in his hand had told him everything he knew.

He also sarcastically said mercilessly:

"Hehe, childlike and funny, I admit you made me laugh."

As he spoke, he suddenly exerted a force on his hand, and the rag doll suddenly looked like a porcelain doll, cracks appeared on the surface, and then shattered into pieces.

The debris fell to the ground and quickly turned into quicksand-like material, which melted into the surface and became the nourishment of the land.

An eighth-order powerhouse, like a toy, fell and disappeared.

The eleventh apostle who was still alive suddenly felt his scalp tingle.

There are actually two such incomprehensible mysterious powerhouses!

I can't see through their ranks, I can't see through their power routes, and I don't know what kind of means they use.

In front of them, it's really like what the other party said.

Stupid, arrogant, and weak......

But fortunately, the other party is also arrogant enough to expose their existence and strength, as well as the hidden organization behind them.

What he has lost is just a doppelganger, and it should not be a threat to his life.

After giving up the doppelganger, contact the other apostles, investigate and study these two mysterious powerhouses, and they may not be so terrifying.

In the true transcendent realm, the unknown and fear are the greatest sources of power.

The Eleventh Apostle had already made up his mind, ready to give up his clone, blow himself up directly, and then hide in the distant body to report the situation.

But at this moment, another voice came from behind him:

"This guy is just a clone, the body doesn't know where to hide, so let's leave it to us to deal with......"

It was the six similarly shaped coffin-carrying brothers who spoke.

There were not just two people on the other side, but three people!

The Eleventh Apostle's heart couldn't help but tense again.

But before he could think about it, he felt like his consciousness was sinking.

Not only the clone, but the main body also fainted.

When he came to his senses again, he found that his body was in a dark and narrow space, and from the touch of his limbs, it looked like ......

A coffin?

He tried to struggle, but found that he had lost the sensation of his limbs, as if only a head remained.

At this time, he heard the sound of an urn outside the coffin:

"Are you awake?"

"Your plan, we already know, it's very interesting, we can keep it for the village chief to relieve the boredom."

"Let's work harder, just don't let the village chief get bored......"

"As for you, just sleep in peace......"

As soon as his voice fell, the Eleventh Apostle immediately heard a melodious and mournful funeral song, which drifted into his ears through the coffin.

Himself, to be buried?

He suddenly became nervous, used all his strength, and shouted heartbreakingly:

"Who the hell are you! What the hell is this place! ”

A sympathetic answer came from outside:

"This is the only pure land in the world, a place for us to serve and dwell."

"It is the honor of your life to be buried here."

With that, there was a dead silence all around.

And the consciousness and life of the eleven apostles also completely disappeared in this dead silence.