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Unknown existence is still mysteriously transforming the world.

It's been another half a year, and there hasn't been any news.

Wu Hao has been accustomed to this guy not being online for a long time, and he always subconsciously feels that this existence must be hiding in some corner, and he is quietly planning some conspiracy.

Leave him alone, though!

I can't do it anyway.

For this world, he has become more and more adaptable, and for nearly five hundred years, he is the only one who is grotesque, or a monster whose human soul is grotesque, is completely like playing a single-player game on Earth.

Now he is obsessed with strengthening himself, and he is also obsessed with all kinds of adventures and explorations.

He was curious about this small world of enchantment. Especially the crystal at the beginning. But he didn't want to spend too much time here, and now that he had two painted skins, four ghost mist white paper figures, and more than twenty semi-transformers, he could already push the entire world.

To be honest, for Monet's world, which has been transformed into a three-dimensional space, it is really too small, and the creatures contained in it are too weak.

Except for the immortal in the painting, the other creatures were not enough to cause any harm to Wu Hao.

With the ghost mist, he is already invincible.

After being transformed into painted skin, the mushroom spores are completely incapable of harming them. For twisted creatures, what can invade them in turn?

Unless it's a more powerful grotesque on the other side!

But that would only cause the twisted creature's body to collapse completely due to the invasion of two grotesque forces.

Therefore, with the cooperation of the two painted skins, Wu Hao almost didn't spend much effort to push the entire mushroom forest.

There are less than 10,000 green Monets left, which is about the same as the red Monet.

Under the erosion of the ghost mist, none of them were successfully transformed, and all of them turned into nourishment for the ghost mist.

It made the latter feel happy, making up for part of the volume that was defeated by the curse.

It's back to 192.4 square meters.

Speaking of which, each painted skin will actually provide one square meter, that is, an increase of one percent, to the ghost mist, which is indeed worthy of the name of a mid-ranking servant.

Compared to a little guy like the Ghost Mist White Paper Man, who is not even a subordinate minion, he is really much more powerful.

Standing on the edge of a huge tree, Wu Hao looked fixedly.

This is the giant tree that has been fused with crystals, and the green crystals are embedded in its roots, shining brightly.

The green Monet was created by the combined action of this giant tree and the green crystals.

Even the strange plants around and the strange mushrooms in the mushroom forest were born under the influence of both.

It can be seen that this giant tree is densely packed with mushrooms of countless species, all kinds of mushrooms that look like tumors.

That amount, that color, is just a tingling of the scalp.

The giant tree is surrounded by impenetrable spores, as if it were its guardians.

And these spores, with bright colors and extremely hideous appearances, are not simple at first glance.

This is also the reason why the two immortals in the painting did not dare to smash the Yellow Dragon directly, these spores wrapped the giant tree, making the two almost helpless.

And the two immortals in the painting can't resist the invasion of so many spores.

They used to be ordinary paper bodies, after all.

And whether it is fire attack, water attack and other attacks, it is almost useless to these dense spores.

Their resistance is ridiculously high.

So at the beginning, there was no way to smash the Yellow Dragon directly, unless it was steady, pushed down the entire mushroom forest, and let ordinary Monet rely on the number of people to pile up and tear a road apart.

Not anymore.

Wu Hao had already grabbed the green crystals from the roots of the giant tree with all his might.

The next moment~

The towering giant tree suddenly collapsed and scattered, and its leafy body withered inch by inch, turning into a stream of green light in a few moments, and throwing it into the crystal.

The remaining remnants are all gone.

"What a powerful life energy!"

Wu Hao exclaimed.

Unlike the feeling that the red crystal gave Wu Hao, it seemed to be contaminated with his own grotesque power, with an aura similar to his.

The green crystals contain powerful life energy, if it is similar to anything, it is more like the time and dust obtained at the beginning.

It's just that the latter contains more of the power of time, and most of this green crystal is the power of life.

After obtaining the green crystal, Wu Hao then searched carefully, but found nothing else.

He led his servants and prepared to return to Black Valley Town.

The harvest was quite successful, and it was time to return to the town of Black Valley to make the next step.

Two days later, fourteen hours later.

The town of Black Valley, a lord's mansion made of countless huge trees.

Chamber

Layers of stairs continue upwards, and at the top is a huge throne.

This is the position of Kerbo in the past, indicating his supremacy as an immortal in the painting.

This huge city lord's mansion was also built according to his size.

Now it happens to be used by Wu Hao.

He sat on a huge throne, and the gray-black ghost mist filled the surroundings, surrounding his body, and outsiders could not see the appearance of the specific ghost body, but could only dimly see a deep and dark figure hidden in the ghost mist.

One hand gently taps on the armrest on the edge of the throne, and the other hand plays with the round light elf.

On his side, there are little Jasmine and Claire who are sitting in a serious position.

Below, there is Kerbo and the Spell who are narrating the information of the crystal, and there is a row of Ghost Mist White Paper People led by Kleus, and those who are half-transformed.

At this moment, Kerbo and the Spell have already recounted the information they knew, as well as the reboot plan, the crystal restoration plan, and so on.

He stopped and waited for Wu Hao's instructions.

Bang~

Bang~

Bang~

In the ghost mist, Wu Hao's fingers tapped rhythmically, and the sound of hitting the handrails echoed throughout the hall like the bell of death.

The atmosphere was very depressing for a while.

None of the beings present dared to make any sound, and none of them dared to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the thinking of the person above.

Wu Hao, his heart is a little chaotic at the moment.

Some information about the crystals from Kerbo and the spell had confused his mind, and he had thought it was just another mysterious item.

Even the grotesque idea that the crystals might be incomplete and interrupted by the process, he had considered.

But the information narrated by the two painters is much more than that.

Some of the content even made him feel frightened.

Thinking of the earth being transformed, he even faintly came into contact with the deeper true secrets of this world.

"No, it shouldn't be like this......"

The doubts in Wu Hao's heart became more and more intense.

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