"Where are you going, Lord Prophet? Don't leave us behind......"

Bell didn't expect the prophet to leave with the beast's head after coming into contact with the one-eyed monster, as if he had never remembered their disciples.

Then the one-eyed monster whipped its tentacles, and floated towards them with undisguised malice, extending its tentacles to them. It was only then that they realized that they had been abandoned.

They remembered to run away, but it was too late, and a dazzling flash of light streaked across the ground.

The air was filled with shouts and curses, and the whispers were silenced with a crackle like a whiplash, followed by a terrifying scream.

Bell lay on his back on the ground, feeling like his legs were broken. He couldn't get up anymore and stared blankly at the sky.

Until a bulging one-eyed appeared in front of him.

He felt the vicious gaze of the other party, and he bathed in the tragic purple light, struggling desperately, roaring and screaming. But it didn't work, and the monster's movements were like the tightest of surgical thuds, smoothly burying a limb into his eye and deep into his skull.

Then his screaming stopped, and he turned into a shell.

For a moment, Bell felt a hunger beyond imagination. This hunger is not a thirst for flesh, but something deeper. His soul was teetering on such a far-reaching edge, and its relentless hunger was dragging Bell.

"No !!"

Every cell in Bell's body resisted the monster's invasion, and he refused to get his screams as he wished, his face hideous, the corners of his mouth cracked, and he roared hysteria.

He didn't feel the pain—

[—Because it's my job.] It's up to me to analyze whether or not the process causes pain, but that's not the point here. I've learned a lot about pain, and how to use it.

There are several valuable points in the object's information. A settlement, camels, flocks of sheep. A particular female, already pregnant, is unable to stop the subject's movements. A spaceship has been seen from afar, haunting the borders of Acacia.

Spaceship? Spaceship! The thirst for knowledge is on the rise again......]

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Although she was alone in the Abyss, Sarah didn't feel scared, because Jeno had said that Void creatures couldn't fly, and Sarah didn't have to worry about being attacked.

But loneliness is inevitable, especially in the deserted city of Acacia.

There is only one extremely inactive living creature accompanying him, and that is the dragon egg that Jeno brought back. For many cold nights when no one was around, Sarah relied on the warmth emanating from this dragon egg.

But no matter how warm it is, it won't speak after all! Sarah, who has been holding back for a few days, now just wants someone to appear in front of her and have a good chat with her.

Just when she was bored, she saw a figure on the ground in the distance.

Whatever she wanted, a smile appeared on Sarah's lips.

It seems that the name is really a technical job, and the nickname Miss Doom when I was a bounty hunter is very important.

Compared with Sivir, who follows his bad luck wherever he goes, he is really not an ordinary strong luck.

Ever since she met Jeno, her life has been prosperous.

First, he harvested a batch of Hex's weapons, became the oracle of Cana's protection, and sat in the position of empress. Then he solved the root cause of the Soul Eclipse Night, and picked up a pair of holy stone pistols and several other magical relics.

She always thinks that as long as she follows Jeno, she will definitely make a lot of money. Even if she goes to Acacia, she will gain something, and anyway, she will go to the Giant God Peak and Freeljord in the future, and she will definitely find a chance to make a profit.

While thinking about it, the Abyss had already arrived in the sky above where the figure was.

Sarah set the Abyss to a standstill, pinned the holy spear into a holster on her thigh, and lowered the rope ladder to the surface.

It's just a human, even if the other party has bad intentions, she can deal with it calmly, as long as there are no void creatures, there is nothing to worry about.

Sarah took out her two guns again and cautiously approached, but the other party seemed to be sleeping and did not notice Sarah's approach.

The other party was pale and curled up there like a baby. Sarah did not see any signs of the battle on him, no blood, and no wounds.

She walked up to the other man, pointed a gun at his head, and then gently kicked the other man in the shoulder with the tip of her heel.

"No response? They all slept like dead pigs. Sarah muttered in confusion, she still hadn't thought of the horrors that had happened to these people. She saw that the men were asleep, their chests still rising and falling slightly.

"Play dead? Get up for me! Sarah kicked again and shouted.

This time the test was still the same as the result of the last time, the other party did not wake up, and was still breathing steadily in the sweet dream.

The feeling that something was wrong was already obvious, and it was really strange to sleep so deeply in a place like Acacia, which was irresponsible for his own life.

"Don't worry, it's hard to see people, don't ...... like this" Sarah crouched down in distraught and put the gun under the other's nose.

It was cold, and the frost left on the body of the gun by the shallow breath reflected a slow, stiff rhythm.

The reconfirmation that the other party is still alive proves that Sarah was not wrong.

She reached out and grabbed him by the shoulders and lifted him to his supine position, and the scene in front of her made Sarah jump away.

The other man opened his eyes, but there was nothing in his left eye. He was still conscious, but his right eye was staring at the sky, dim.

"Sure enough, it's the most abnormal thing to see normal living people in Acacia." Sarah comforted herself, shrunk her shoulders, and moved closer again.

The man's left eye was empty, and only a pit of a black hole remained.

Sarah had seen many battles in her life, and knew the traces left by unpopular weapons such as commonly used knives, guns, swords, halberds, and even hooks, butcher knives, but none of them matched the situation at hand.

Not even her holy spear could do it, the hole was too round and too smooth, and her spear would fall with a burning charred black. It wasn't caused by the plague, as there was no sign of pus at the wound, and the eyeball seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

In addition, the other party's face did not show a painful expression because of the injury, and the eyebrows and eyes were very peaceful.

It wasn't a weapon, it wasn't a plague, it could only be an injury caused by some kind of beast.

Sarah noticed a trail stretching out of the man's feet, as if running away from something.

Feeling a burst of peace of mind coming from the gun, Sarah decided to follow the trail in order to find out what had happened to him.