"Passing by?" Mason used a wise gaze.

This guy can't be gay, right? Lin Huang looked at him and felt furious in his heart.

"That's right, I'm passing through." He said firmly.

"Well," Mason said, reaway his self-righteous eyes, pointing to the tunnel, "I see you're coming through there. ”

"You saw it and confirmed a fart." He looked at the ice tree over there full of corpses, "So what is this place for?" Halloween party? ”

"I don't know, I received a mission, saying that there are traces of suspected dark magic activities in the snow mountain, that is, the black-robed man, there was a sudden avalanche this morning, I saw this tunnel on the way down the mountain to buy supplies, so I went straight in."

It's a brave heart, a soul that gives heads.

"Then I'll go, you can continue." After Lin Huang finished speaking, he walked towards the tunnel.

"Wait," he whispered, "I may need your help, don't you want to destroy the darkness of this world?" ”

"Aha, I don't really want to." Lin Huangtou continued without looking back.

On the way, he always felt that something was staring at him, but he didn't feel safe in the dark, and the light from the black flames was not strong, so he didn't care.

Then, the sound of large metal objects dragging on the ground was getting closer and closer to the forest barren.

He looked around, increasing the brightness of the flames, but didn't see anything.

"What the hell??" He didn't want to gamble with his life, so he quickly turned around and started to run away.

Outside the tunnel, "I knew you were going to be back." Mason said haughtily, "Well, or decided to ....."

Lin Huang rushed past him at a very fast speed, leaving a sentence: "Break a fart, it looks like you've been discovered, run first!" ”

After running a few hundred meters, he hid behind an ice tree to observe the situation.

Mason reacted and found a nearby bush and slipped into it.

He must be a man who aspires to become a Phantom Tank.

The sound of metal scraping against the ground only stopped at the mouth of the tunnel.

Lin Huang made an ice periscope on the spot, and after taking a look, he saw a huge black shadow slowly disappearing at the mouth of the tunnel.

"Is this going to be the plague of the python?" He thought it was a basilisk, as he could faintly see the red markings.

Mason was still in the grass, and he couldn't be seen from here, so Lin Huang dived under the snow, melted a simple snow tunnel to the vicinity of Mason with a cluster of flames, and strengthened the surrounding area to prevent it from collapsing, and slowly slipped through.

Mason was now deep in thought, whether what he had just seen at the mouth of the tunnel was the one or not.

Suddenly, the snow around him suddenly burst open, scaring him into jumping a few meters away.

"Am I that scary?" The snow-covered forest barren crawled out of the pit and said dissatisfied.

"What did you just do in the tunnel?" Mason said with a palpitation.

"I was just walking in there normally, and then suddenly I heard an inexplicable sound, and I ran back." Lin Huang recalled: "I didn't meet it when I came in. ”

"How's it going, do you have a b-number in your heart? Is that a basilisk? He then asked.

Mason didn't seem to want to say it, "What is a basilisk?" Forget it, that thing has absolutely nothing to do with snakes anyway. ”

"I see the markings." Lin Huang felt that the other party couldn't see clearly when they were so close, it was an insult to IQ.

"That maybe...," Mason took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Corpse Demon." ”

What?

"What is a corpse?" Lin Huang found that he had not heard of this concept.

"A terrible .... Creature it, perhaps. Mason seemed to be thinking of words, "I know what this place is for." ”

"Don't go around in circles, just say, what?" Lin Huang felt that listening to him was like listening to the principal's "I'll only talk for five minutes".

"They flayed their victims alive, filled them with resentment and despair before they died, and then hung their bodies here," Mason said of the urban legends, "driven by resentment and powerful spiritual runes carved into the trees, the pieces of corpses would come together to become a terrible, murderous creature." ”

Lin Huang lowered his head and thought about it, isn't this just a patchwork, but it wasn't manually spelled out by people.

"The markings you call are..."

He interrupted Mason and said, "Don't say it, it's disgusting." ”

"In other words," Lin Huang looked at the ice forest, "these broken trees will turn into corpses one day, right?" ”

"That's right."

It's better to smash it, these ice trees are too scenic.

"Then let's destroy these trees," Lin Huang was a little weak, but he could faintly feel very excited in his heart, "I don't know if anyone will passively lead them out, just lead them out and die." ”

Mason felt that he hadn't figured out a way out yet, and that it was a bit hasty to do so.

"What kind of retreat do you want, wait to see if there will be people inside, if there are not many people, block the tunnel and kill them, if there are many people, the tunnel is the way out." Lin Huang revealed an aura of doing it if he didn't accept it.

Seeing that Mason didn't say anything, he slowly walked to the middle of the ice forest.

He remembered the firestorm that the mages had teamed up to set up in the Dort bunker, and he had only studied theory since he became a high-level mage.

Dark green sparks splashed around him, and a huge circular wall of fire burned with him as the center, "Try to set a firestorm for the first time, don't be angry if it burns you!" Lin Huang shouted.

Then the inside and outside of the wall of fire erupted one after another, like a tornado blowing in the snow, but it was a green fire tornado.

But how does this tornado shape look more and more like a chicken?

Lin Huang had a wind shield on his body, and walked out of the still burning fire: "Alas, it failed. "Exorcist mages mainly learn to control aura and not magic, so many spells just give you a theory for you to experience for yourself.

Most of the people who choose this major are determined to be team milks.

The real firestorm is a circular explosion that lasts about 10 to 15 seconds, which is the equivalent of throwing a large Molotov cocktail.