The dawn of dawn often brings seeds of hope, but at this moment. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe dawn was long gone, there was no trace of hope in everyone's eyes, there was only a deep despair. And endless sorrow, I don't know what the memory of the most regretful or last-minute recollection of people in a desperate situation is.

This is the third month of the opening of the Spider Venom Dungeon, and there are only three days left before the Soul Eater begins. But no one was in the mood to worry about the ethereal things.

Because what comes into view is the spider tide like a tide, and behind it is indeed a fortress-like defense line. If you can look at it from the sky, you can clearly see that the people caught in the middle have shrunk by three-tenths compared to a few days ago, and it can be seen that the rest of the people are in a very bad mental state.

The reason is also very simple, and the rest of them have collapsed. In the absence of the slightest hope, either the courage to fight to the death will erupt, or the only silence will be in the dust.

It's a pity that the last scene is destined to be unable to be presented in the eyes of the world, everyone here can be counted as the elite of the elite outside, but fate is so ridiculous, it can only become a pile of dry bones that no one cares about. Maybe when they die, they don't know what they're fighting for.

At this time, I saw a giant red eagle flying high into the air and exploding. Everyone's eyes were drawn to the red glow that spread out in the air.

As the atmosphere became more silent, it was not clear what this meant. But I couldn't see any joy in it.

Almost a breath of light was seen as a black light burst into the sky, exploding, and the head of a huge skeleton floated in the air.

Then five or six rays of light shot into the sky.

At this time, I saw that the crowd that had been shrinking began to surge violently.

Almost all of them drew their weapons.

I saw a big man with a bandage all over his body and an empty left arm walking out of the crowd. The scars on his body were shocking, and he could barely see a complete place, his face was full of gloom and murderous awe, and his right hand was holding a giant sword with four gaps in one hand.

I saw him turn his head and look at everyone behind him with a complicated expression.

Taking a deep breath, the whole face was bruised,

A roaring sound echoed all around.

"For the glory of the Wilderness Brigade!! Lined up.... ”

No one made any sound, some just stood up silently and lined up in rows.

But it was very clear that the expressions on everyone's faces had changed without any emotional color.

With a shrill chirp from the giant spider in the lead.

The black tide collided with the crowd and smashed together.

The scene was a pile of flesh and blood.

And the imperial general standing behind him looked at all this in front of him with an indifferent expression.

Nothing seemed to affect him in the slightest.

I saw that he slowly pulled out the blue sword in his hand.

All the soldiers silently drew their weapons and looked indifferently into the distance.

Soon it will be its own destiny.

Who can tell who is right and who is wrong. Maybe in the end, all that's left is dry bones all over the ground.

The sky was still so gloomy, and the black pressure was overwhelming.

In the pile of bones, the big man with the broken arm was lying in a pool of blood.

Whoever sees this scene knows very well that it must be saved.

I saw the big man with blood on his face looking at the sky in a daze, his eyes slowly dimmed, and tears seemed to flow from the corners of his eyes.

The expression seemed relieved at the last moment, and it didn't have to be rock-solid.

If someone could read his eyes.

You'll find a smile on his lips.

As his soul wandered, it seemed as if he saw the planet he came from.

A mine star full of yellow sand, countless familiar figures full of laughter and laughter around him. His cute daughter's little face was full of smiles, holding a sand fruit and happily handing it to him. He tried to reach out his hand, but he couldn't touch it. The heart is filled with infinite sighs.

In the depths of the gloomy man. The whole expression looked at the charred scroll left in his hand like a stagnant water, and the members of the various wilderness brigades standing behind him were all silent.

Sometimes it is more painful for those who survive than for those who die. Maybe many people won't believe this, but who can say for sure.

After a long time, the gloomy man spoke slowly.

"It's time for us to go, there's not much time left."

No one spoke, only a dozen figures disappeared into the darkness.

At this time, the snowy night was in tears and lamenting the sorrow of life.

What luck is this Nima.

What caught my eye was a huge scarlet spider, its tentacles four or five times thicker than its own body.

Explosive power emanates from top to bottom. The two giant sharp curved blades in the front are as sharp as I have seen them, and almost everything I touch is as smooth and neat as cutting tofu.

The worst thing is that this spider can talk.

Looking at the soul eater spider who was about to be dismembered, Forget the dust was about to curse. If it weren't for the materialization of the soul body, which could be continuously repaired by injecting spiritual power, it would have been dismantled by this guy a long time ago.

I thought that the Soul Eater Spider was big enough, and it was a whole little shorter than this guy.

His mental power is about to be drained, and if this sharp blade is swept on himself, it is estimated that he really only needs to touch it in half with a light touch.

"Damn it, why don't you die, don't run." It was almost a roaring sound that shook my ear drums, and if the sound was louder, I could feel that I was directly shocked to death without fighting.

As for the use of flame possession, I thought about it myself and gave it up decisively. This guy's explosiveness can't be carried by himself at all. This is going up hard, and you will definitely find death.

If you don't run, you're a fool, and a burst spell smashed into the opponent's face, taking advantage of the stupid big defensive block, and taking the opportunity to escape. Hell knows this guy has been chasing after him.

The Soul Eater can't beat it. Actually, I've already tried it.

After being almost cut in half by this guy, he gave up decisively.

Luckily, the Soul Eater does move fast enough.

But what makes Xue Ye want to curse is that this guy has been pestering himself like crazy. Almost no matter how far you throw it off, it won't take long to chase you like a dog's nose.

In the past few days, the chickens and dogs that have been chased have jumped. It's really unfavorable for me to have a bad time, it's not that the spiders have gone out, why do you still have such a big guy here. It's really powerless when I think about it.

No, if you chase it like this, the soul devouring technique is about to be launched, and you will definitely be killed by this guy in this state, and the most important thing is that it is definitely yourself who will collapse after chasing down. Looking at the still fierce body behind him, he really felt a deep sense of despair. If the war of attrition collapses, it will definitely be yourself.