Mu Yan is not a member of the Black Rock Brotherhood, and he has never been to Eagle's Nest Mountain to brush up his reputation, but he now relies on a huge Jialan Empire behind him - even Morning Star can use the power of the country for him, so it is naturally not difficult to prepare these things, and even he has enough materials to use now.

The hard part is how to take these things out as they should.

After all, there are still people watching all this behind his back, and what he has to do is not to let the other party be frightened so that he escapes. Even he couldn't confirm the other party's location for the time being, so he didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only lure the snake out of the hole.

Fortunately, as a legendary scholar, he has more than enough ways to make a replacement.

The advantages of open flame rock are that it is flammable, less dense than water, and cheaper. Most of the materials in the Twilight Era are limited, and if he hadn't turned around and got an unlimited supply of this thing, he wouldn't have used this method of losing money to kill an area boss with a pickup list. Now it's enough to find similar combustibles and add something to help spread.

As the leader of the group, Rorschach's storage item is a space backpack - the game's primary backpack.

The player's bag is 10*10, and the primary backpack is only 2*5, and it must be carried on the back, and it will be damaged when attacked, and it cannot be opened again if it is not repaired. This mode sounds very hardcore, and compared to the real Lokan, it is too much of a brother. If the backpack with a space of 5 cubic meters on Rorschach's back really bursts, the contents will disappear from the three-dimensional dimension along with the collapse of the space line.

Fortunately, its material uses the stomach pouch of the Garobi crocodile, which is strong and durable.

As the head of the group, Rorschach was in charge of the whole team's things, so in order to take care of the diet and daily life of the fifteen people, the backpack had all kinds of oil, salt, spices, flour, wheat and other things, Mu Yan selected two large barrels of refined rapeseed oil and a large box of dried white membranaceus grinding powder, mixed the two together, and after the mixture was stirred, a drop of the extract of the heart of the mountain was dropped.

Suddenly, with a "bang", red fireworks flashed from the barrel.

Immediately afterward, a thick, crowded, sesame paste-like earthy paste surged out of the bucket like a volcanic eruption, leaving the two men busy with another bucket.

It stopped spraying as soon as the two of them connected the three barrels, but these three barrels were surprisingly light.

Mu Yan stirred the utensils stained with spices and grease again, stirred the three buckets into six buckets, and finally took out a shower.

"Just spray these things out with a shower, in the mist of the plantation."

He wiped his sweat with a sense of accomplishment.

"But what can this do?"

Farrow reached out and grabbed a handful, the finished product was light and like foam, but it was slimy to the touch, like hair that had not been washed for a long time, which made her have a kind of bad memory.

"I'll show you how."

Mu Yan took out a straw, dipped it a little, and blew a bubble.

The soap bubble was the size of a fist, and it floated slowly.

A flame rose from Mu Yan's fingertips, and he got closer-

Rumble!

The flames flew out in an instant, wrapping the blisters in the middle of the situation, like a big fireball!

Then there was a "boom", and the fireball exploded, and sparks splashed everywhere, scattered on the ground and burned for three or four seconds.

"Mia is on ......"

"Mages are terrible creatures......"

"You know what, it's a mage's romance!" Mu Yan crossed his hands on his hips and said proudly.

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Run, run with all your strength.

Without even looking back, Erin knew that if she stopped a little, she would be overtaken.

Hell will greet her.

This has been verified by Bill and Eden with their lives......

Reg is crazy.

At first, only half of his body became pale, rotten, and unconscious, but as the paleness spread to his face, causing his eyes to turn blue, like the ghostly fire in the eyes of those monsters, he refused any healing of the Prayer Technique, saying that it would make him feel hot and painful, like carving words into his skin with a soldering iron......

Then he lay on the ground groaning in pain and curled up in a ball, and no one dared to approach him.

Bill rushed back to see him, and instead of advice, tried to lift him up, but was grabbed by the shoulders by Regg and torn in half like a loaf of bread......

Erin can't forget that scene, probably never in her life.

Blood, internal organs, minced meat...... It was like rain, and it was pouring down, and the ground instantly gathered into a pool of blood.

She couldn't forget Nevira's hoarse cries

"Run! Run! ”

Frenzied Reg tore Bill apart and walked towards the person closest to him, as Erin moistened the towel and prepared to wipe his sweat.

He was like a bloodthirsty beast, with a cold ghostly fire in his eyes, completely devoid of human reason.

Then there was Eden, who threw himself on his eldest brother and tried to stop him, but was cut off in an instant.

Like a scarecrow, Grunt rolled to Erin's feet, and his round eyes were full of disbelief.

Erin came to her senses, she turned and ran for her life, with angry roars, arrows breaking through the air, the screams of the next blocker, the clatter of flesh falling to the ground......

Her heart was beating desperately, a red-hot soldering iron seemed to be stuck in her throat, her lungs no longer belonged to her, and the sound of a broken bellows was faintly heard between her breath and breath.

But she didn't dare to stop.

The tragic situation was replayed in front of me, and even magnified, constantly lingering......

She knew that the next person to be killed would be herself......

Fear was like a tide, isolated from sound, isolated from temperature, isolated from any information around her, she could only hear the sound of her own heartbeat, extremely harsh, extremely heavy, urging her to run forward.

Can't stop......

No......

When she lost her strength and fell to the ground, Erin was still crawling forward on her hands and feet. The gravel cut through her palms, knees, calves, and almost spasms her body, but she still subconsciously moved forward, constantly moving forward......

The last thing that woke her up was the sound of the wind in her ears and the smell of fragrance that poured into her nose.

She subconsciously stretched out her tongue and licked it, it seemed to be the taste of oil and white membranaceus powder, and it was a little spicy......

Erin suddenly woke up from her own world, and she looked up, her mouth opening wide unconsciously.

In front of me is an incomparably huge grape trellis, but the scaffolding is not a grape vine or a dead fence, but blood vessels, mucous membranes, and tendons...... A series of the most disgusting, dirty, evil things she could think of.

They are intertwined and entwined on it, crisscrossing and knotting in the middle.

Muscles and blood vessels converge into a single heart—a heart that is constantly contracting and beating. Translucent, with what appears to be some kind of liquid in it, shaking with each pump. She could see the breath-like flow of air pouring out of the flesh wall of her heart, and as she inhaled, the surrounding fog expanded, contracted, and finally converged......

The reason why she can detect the direction is because her hair is also faintly attracted to float up, floating towards the center.

Erin hurriedly took two steps back, and then she woke up that she didn't have to hide, there was no one behind her, but a thick fog that couldn't be seen, and it was white.

The girl raised her head, wrapped in mist, unable to see clearly.

Erin breathed a sigh of relief, wondering if she would leave here to take a look outside. The girl moved her sore legs, and just half a step forward, there was a sudden strong suction behind her, and the whole person was uncontrollably dragged over, and together with it, there was a steady stream of fog.

In an instant, the heart swelled to the maximum, and the girl was swallowed into it.

Through the translucent outer wall, you can see the figure that is no longer struggling inside.

At the same time, the entire plantation was clear, and there was no longer a trace of fog.

At this point, it happens to be noon.