A few days later

Wu Hao found Lalaye, this thing has been wandering around hunting, it can vaguely feel Wu Hao's breath, so it has not been able to run far.

After entering the Lalaye space, Wu Hao first glanced at Cthulhu, then isolated a space, released the black and white portal, and entered it again.

There is no place safer than the Laleier space.

Wu Haogou's personality has never changed, on the contrary, as his strength becomes stronger and stronger, he has intensified.

It's still the same altar

Twelve candles, burning quietly, did not decrease, did not go out. As long as you don't enter that weird dream world, these candles won't wear or tear at all, even if they burn like this for a hundred years.

It's just that after Wu Hao came in this time, he found that the candle flame of the candle was even deeper. From ordinary blood red, to a dark red with a hint of black.

The cracked passage of the altar was also filled with layers of chaotic dark and obscure gas, and it was impossible to tell what it was.

Anyway, it gave Wu Hao a very dangerous feeling.

It seems that the altar is becoming more and more creepy as time goes on.

The power of the door character inscription surrounds the surroundings, that is, like a baby waiting to be fed, can only watch from the periphery, and is in a hurry and cannot enter it.

Wu Hao could feel its eager instinct.

However, it can't detect anything inside.

Wu Hao didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

I tried the other powers in my body, the Tai character script, the ghost character script, the light power of the earthly angels, and even the power of faith in Xueman, all of which were not good.

The area beneath the altar was like a boulder, a hard mess that refused to be detected by any energy.

At this moment, a trace of power in the Lalaye space also penetrated in, surrounding Wu Hao's body, tearing the surrounding air, and constantly teasing the silver-white hair he had conjured.

Occasionally, it emits a whining sound similar to that of a ghostly fog.

After all, what is useful for the door character script is just as useful for it.

So this guy's instinct can also feel that there is something important to him down here, and it also comes in.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Hao's eyes condensed slightly.

Let's go inside!

Sometimes, there are things that cannot be escaped, and he really wants to see what secrets lie beneath this altar.

He had a hunch that something in it was absolutely important for him.

However, when he walked in, he never expected to see this scene in front of him.

It's a tomb!

The corners of Wu Hao's mouth kept twitching, and his head was full of black lines!

Isn't this something to do with the grave? You can't go anywhere without the grave?

Do you really want to bury yourself?

Yes, there is nothing but a lonely tomb under this altar in front of you.

Or a tomb without any headstones.

I can't say no, it's just that the original location of the tombstone has turned into a deep pit.

This tomb is very peculiar, and there is something special about it. First of all, the soil of the tomb is black and white, and it cracks in the middle, and a strange breath of gurgling emanates from the soil.

This breath is very peculiar, as if it is connected to heaven and earth, ethereal, with a sense of death, but it is extremely noble.

Under the observation of Wu Hao's divine eye, these black and white breaths are mixed with beliefs, mixed with rules, containing grotesque distorting powers, and countless inexplicable rules of strange substances.

Different from the black and white dust condensed by Faith Xueman, if you insist on saying what this is, Wu Hao even feels that this thing is more similar to the power of rules, the power of faith, and the power of grotesqueness, which is a further force than Belief Xueman.

The feeling given to him is not even much lower than the strength quality of Tai character Wen.

Ingesting a wisp of energy, Wu Hao found that he couldn't absorb it.

As if it didn't exist.

"Interesting!"

Because the tomb is opened.

Although there was black and white energy converging in it, Wu Hao could still see the situation inside.

Inside, there are some minced meat, stumps, and some liquid formed by black and white energy, which seems to be blood?

Looking at these things, Wu Hao's divine eyes throbbed violently, and a strong desire came out. A force of the same origin and the same origin, spreading.

"Is that the limb left by the hanging mummy?"

"No, that's not right!"

"More accurately, it should be the mysterious flesh and blood that was eaten by the twelve kings and descended on the mummy's corpse."

Wu Hao was shocked in his heart.

- The world is the root, and the gods are the source!

The reason why the mummy hanging upside down on the cross, this terrifying and evil being, was formed because the twelve kings, who were the root of the world, summoned the gods as the source and descended on the mummy's corpse.

The so-called gods that are finally formed will be eaten by the twelve kings!

And some of the things that remained formed the upside-down hanging mummy, as well as the flesh and blood wreckage in front of him.

Therefore, the remains of this tomb are the remnants of the gods who have been eaten by the twelve kings!

And not the upside-down mummy.

The two are not the same.

"No, it's still not right!"

Wu Hao suddenly frowned.

These flesh and blood wreckages did not look like they had been torn apart and eaten at all, but rather as if they were broken from within.

The appearance of exploding from the inside is completely different from the appearance of being torn apart from the outside, and the wound and appearance formed.

Although Wu Hao is not a forensic professional, he has seen a lot of human knowledge over the years and still has a certain understanding of these.

Did you guess wrong?

Not the remnants of the gods, but something else?

Who will it be?

One of the Twelve Kings?

Who will be the Twelve Kings with this black and white energy? The owner of the pitch-black chair, or the owner of the white chair that has been broken?

Or is it a mixture of both?

The two of them died here?

Wu Hao pondered and gradually approached the tomb.

There is no danger found in this for the time being, and those unknown flesh and blood tissues still have black and white energy, although it is a little weird, but with his current ability, it is not enough to form a fatal danger to him.

However, when he was just approaching the tomb, the golden fur that had been pinching his hand suddenly bloomed brightly.

This fur void grew up, turned into a golden stone tablet, and smashed into the deep pit that originally belonged to the tombstone.

Wu Hao's face changed and changed.

This golden fur hidden in the sarcophagus turned out to be the stone tablet of this tomb?

Could it be that the stone coffin also belongs to this black and white tomb?

Thinking like this, Wu Hao's heart moved and he took out the stone coffin.

The next moment, the sarcophagus fluttered on its own and flew directly into the tomb.

The coffin, the tombstone, the tomb, the burial objects inside, everything that belongs to the tomb is ready.

This moment

In the dark, there seemed to be an illusory voice.

- To become a god, to bury the present, to destroy the past, to penetrate the future, to unite all selves.

Over and over again.

It constantly reverberates in the void, stirring up layers of ripples.

Wu Hao's eyes shrank deeply!

He had seen this sentence before, in the vast sacrificial hall of the dream world, where he found the remains of the gods.

This time, I didn't expect it to appear here!

At the same time, a huge golden tombstone, dripping with golden liquid, turned into five rune fonts on it.

I don't know it, but I can read it.

- Buried in the grave

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