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Regardless of the surprise of several people, Chen Ming looked at the few black rogers in front of him who barely walked out of the sea of fire, and bullied himself again!

And this time, it's a neat combination of 'Tiger Strike' and 'Dragon Claw'!

Finally, after a few breaths, the flames generated by the 'Flame Fist''s third gathering attack gradually extinguished, leaving only dozens of black Rog and Rog sneak attackers on the ground. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In addition to the countless kill messages coming from the fragments of the World Stone...... And that skyrocketing demonic energy!

At this moment, seeing Chen Ming returning to his side, the crow looked at him and calmly replaced the iron claws of his hands, and asked, "My lord...... According to what everyone has discovered so far, this black wasteland is actually far less dangerous, but the energy level of the demon projection will be higher than that of the Dark Forest, why are there so many adventurers in the Dark Forest who choose to stay in the Dark Forest? ”

In fact, Chen Ming was also a little confused, he thought about it, and said uncertainly: "Maybe...... It's a simple battle for us, but it becomes a painful torture for them, so many adventurers in the dark forest, how many of them have awakened the power of the bloodline? Most of them just rely on a simple, low-level crafting spell...... However, for now, the demonic projection here is completely free of any threat to us. ”

He paused, and continued: "Maybe this is also the reason why this trial world was created, the creator spent mana to create a demon projection that was much weaker than the real demon, so as to quickly increase the energy level of us adventurers with more potential?" Forget it, there's no need to think about it now, so let's try to clean up this black wasteland, and be careful not to conflict when you encounter other adventurers! ”

Auden nodded silently, and after Chen Ming bent down and wrapped the space to put away the spears and scimitars that could still be used, the six of them trimmed their state a little and continued to walk deeper into the black wasteland.

And at this moment, it is on the first floor of the underground passage in the afterimage world.

This place was already much brighter than when Chen Ming and the others had arrived before, and the surroundings were also empty, without any demonic projections.

It may be that some adventurers also left a large number of illuminated torches after cleaning up the demon projection at the moment.

Suddenly, a red portal appeared in the silent passageway, and a man dressed in black appeared!

If Chen Ming was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this man in black was the assassin who was severely injured by his corrupt toxin, and at this time, looking at his face, the influence of the toxin should have been eliminated, and he didn't know what method the assassin leader Ke Fan used.

As soon as the black-clad assassin walked out of the portal, he glanced at the torches everywhere and whispered, "If it weren't for the fact that this portal was only connected to this node...... Forget it, hurry up and catch up with a few of them! ”

After saying that, a shadow much thicker than the shadow generated by Chen Ming's 'acceleration' surged violently on the surface of his body!

In the next breath, the figure of the black-clothed assassin was gone!

And somewhere in the Dark Forest, there was also a group of adventurers who saw a flash of black shadow, but its speed was so fast that they couldn't tell whether what they had seen before was true or false.

The black shadow passed through the dark forest at an almost invisible speed into the black wasteland, and then without stopping, all the way through the Taimo Heights, the monastery gates, the outer cloister, and the barracks...... Up to the main hall of the monastery!

And the time he spent was short enough to put the adventurers in the trial world to shame!

Just as he was about to enter the catacombs and go to the Andariel Chambers to meet with several other Assassins, the detection mirror in the spatial package suddenly began to tremble!

The assassin's face changed, he took out the detection glass, looked at the information on it, and turned his head sharply to look into the main hall!

"There is actually the existence of the second level of the life sequence!? This...... Not in line with the established rules of this world! ”

He held his breath, slowed his steps, and slowly searched the halls.

A grim green skeleton suddenly came into view, looking at the unusual color, and ...... The detector that vibrates violently in your hand!

The assassin did not hesitate, and an unknown device appeared in his hand, and he was about to throw it towards the skeleton that was supposed to be the remnant of ashes!

However, this skeleton was not at all like the other demonic projections in the Afterimage World, it only knew how to act according to simple instincts, and its throbbing eyes instantly looked at the black-clothed assassin who was about to throw out the trap device, and then, an invisible wave emanated!

This fluctuation was silent, but the assassin who was supposed to be extremely powerful directly weakened his legs and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead!

Something unknowable.

A huge spider web could be seen in the darkness, and just as the Assassin fell to the ground, the ground under the spider web suddenly shook, and a miserable white skull slowly emerged from the ground, the size of the skull alone, like the roof!

I saw its mouth open and close a few times, and said, "Your Excellency...... If you catch an interesting prey, do you want to kill it directly, or do you ...... it? ”

An impatient female voice then sounded: "Fool, how can you kill your prey without getting delicious pain, old rule, I just want the pain that goes deep into the soul...... Not that disgusting big bug from the flesh torture of the inferior thing! ”

The massive skull tilted its forehead forward in a bowed gesture, then melted into the dark ground and vanished.

The main hall of the monastery in the afterimage world has returned to calm, and the miserable green skeleton is sitting cross-legged humanely, with his hands on the head of a man in black, I don't know what kind of ritual is being performed......

"Father...... Father ......"

In a dilapidated thatched hut, a familiar cry was heard......

The expression of the man standing in front of the thatched hut moved slightly, and then there was an unconcealable ecstasy!

My baby...... Still there!?

And ...... for yourself It doesn't matter, compared to the lost memory, the owner of this voice is enough for me to exchange anything!

The man quickly stepped forward, opened the door, and saw the boy he had often seen in his dreams!

The boy's face was a little bad, as if he was having some nightmare, and he was calling for his father.

He stepped forward, gently straightened the messy quilt, and kissed the boy on the forehead.

Looking at the somewhat familiar but somewhat vague scene around him, the man looked down at the boy, and endless warmth welled up in his heart.

Suddenly, a scream came from outside the house, and the man subconsciously ran outside the house and saw the apocalyptic scene......

Flesh and blood are flying, and stumps are everywhere!

The red-skinned demon was looking at him and grinning!

And he was powerless to guard the door of the grass hut......

Until......

In the dilapidated grass hut, several monsters with fiery red skin were stepping on a man, who did not have many scars on his body, but his breathing was weak, as if he had only his last breath left.

The demons looked at the crying boy and cruelly raised the man's head so that his gaze could be directed at the helpless child on the bed......

The sound of flesh breaking, and the endless screams, and...... Own powerlessness!

"Father...... Father ......"

In a dilapidated thatched hut, a familiar cry was heard......

The man standing in front of the thatched hut frowned, as if he remembered some bad memories, but he couldn't remember it clearly.

Shaking his head, he dispersed those thoughts, the owner of this voice was the person he wanted to protect with his life!

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The sound of flesh breaking, endless screams, powerless!

Again...... Again...... Cycle!