Although the actions of Queen Kosiya, Gatling and others did not alarm the space of the Forest of Life, the opening of the spatial barrier still caused huge waves in this lifeless world.

Of course, much of the world has been overrun by Merkel's necromantic men, and only a few narrow and inaccessible corners still contain lingering Harirans and tall and heroic elven warriors.

Everywhere there are ravages and wraiths.

These guys are just ordinary characters, but there are extremely large numbers, completely crushing and bulldozing the space between elves and Harriland.

On the black sea, there were no sails, and there were not many passers-by.

There is only silence and decay.

There are no stars and no moon, and the waves are monstrous.

There were no flowers, no trees, this was once the forest of life, but now there was only an endless sea of darkness, and the turbulent waters were full of black turbidity waves and the roar of resentful spirits.

At this moment, though. In this dim space, hundreds of strange swirls of light suddenly appeared, crystal clear, exuding light. Like a bright star, Yao Liao is incomparably deep, a little star, like a blazing flame, which lights up the entire dark night sky in an instant.

The ink-like space suddenly glows with the splendor of the aurora.

Looking at the brilliant swirl of light in front of him, Herson of the Beast Spirit Clan suddenly had mixed feelings.

In this last jungle, he was constantly confronted with the power of death and the killing of the necromancy, and in order to save his life, he did not hesitate to expend his physical strength and spirit, running non-stop in this strange jungle, with all the characteristics of the beast spirit's body, dexterity and speed. He repeatedly wrestled with the spirits of the dead, struggling and dancing on the brink of death. At this moment, he is even more physically and mentally exhausted, and he is about to be surrounded and killed by the army of undead who are pouring in. The sudden appearance of this teleportation light made his heart overjoyed.

Behind him were tens of millions of ravens and wraiths, overwhelming, like a tsunami erupting, capable of annihilating everything, destroying everything, and he was already in despair.

However, the god of fate did not seem to give up on him, and at this moment, a teleportation light miraculously appeared.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

"The light of transmission. How is this possible? It's not like the teleportation charm is dead, it's, it's great. Ahem, I can finally escape from here, and I really feel like I'm dreaming. Ahem, I guess I survived. The surprise and madness in the eyes of the beast spirit were indescribable, and the body trembled like a civet.

His feet were now lame, and his claws were mutilated, and his selfless haste prevented him from paying attention to the sharpness of them. The clothes on the body are even more ragged. There was even blood on one of his arms, but the wounds weren't fatal, and they didn't even show him moving.

But. There is no need for him to act and defend against the enemy.

The silvery-white vortex rolled him up, and bursts of spatial fluctuations were generated, and a crack suddenly appeared in the center of the vortex. The crack grew larger and larger, and gradually could accommodate the body of an adult. And behind the crack is a deep passage, long and long. With mystery and mystery.

"Ahem, goodbye, damned ravens and wraiths, I never want to see you again, it's been a sad journey." Herson's body couldn't wait to be swept into it, and with a sudden, his cheetah-like body quickly disappeared into the dark passage, without even looking back.

He already hated this world, and it almost killed him, although it allowed him to grow again, and perhaps, after a while, he could advance to level nine.

And the next moment he entered the passage, this small spatial crack seemed to be smoothed out by an invisible hand, and after a fluctuation, it fell silent again, as if it had never appeared.

And this situation is still playing out in this former land of life.

All those who were forced into a desperate trial, as long as they had torn up the teleportation talisman in their hands before, were swept away by such a silver vortex, and truly returned to their own world, free from this demonic nightmare.

Fabre, the young elven chief of the guard, and his few remaining men, although somewhat reluctant, lost their princess, which was a great shame for the elves who took honor as their life. But he could only be silent in the spatial passage.

The battle to the death allowed them to exercise and grow, however, more regrets also remained in their lives, and perhaps guilt would accompany them in their long elven lives.

In the star-like whirlpool, the elven guards looked back gloomily, this time they could be described as heavy losses, with heavy injuries all over their bodies, and even brothers who sank here forever, and even their souls could not be transcended, but could only be reduced to resentful spirits.

"Hmph, damn ravens and wraiths, who have made a mess of our Forest of Life, and we don't know how many of our brothers and sisters have been taken away."

"Yes, we are really useless, we can't even protect our brothers and sisters, after I go back, I will definitely work hard to cultivate, strive to advance as soon as possible, and come back again to avenge them." An elven guard muttered.

"We can definitely come back for revenge."

"Hey, I don't know what happened to Princess Cynthia? Their situation is even more dangerous. ”

"If Her Royal Highness the Princess has three longs and two shorts, sooner or later one day I will come back and completely destroy these dead things."

The so-called concern is chaos, the captain of the guard was indignant, with a little tears in the corners of his eyes, he gritted his teeth at the moment, with incomparable pain and resentment, the flame of hatred burned through his chest, when he thought of the princess deep in the core of the forest of life, and also the source of this disaster, how could he be safe and sound, his heart was extremely entangled, as if there was a needle piercing his heart, making him extremely painful. There was a dull ache in his heart: I shouldn't have let the princesses leave alone, damn it, if only I could have stopped them, or followed them.

"Don't worry, Captain, Your Royal Highness the Princess, they will be safe and sound with the protection of Lord Kiprosha, the goddess of life." Looking at the captain's face of frustration and anxiety, his deputy Livingston reassured.

"Yes, Captain, the goddess of life will protect the princess."

"Captain, let's hurry back, the passage here is not stable, and it will be too late if we don't leave." A powerful spatial vortex enveloped them, and the passage ahead seemed to be unstable, threatening to collapse at any moment.

After all, the spatial passage connected by this teleportation charm is only a temporary single passage, which is not enough to support it for a long time, and if it cannot be passed quickly, then it is likely to be annihilated at the same time as the spatial passage.

"Well, okay. Let's go, whether the princess lives or dies, I'll come back here again. ”

Similarly, on a distant mountain wall, Augustine and the others were also carrying out the final teleportation, and the star-like glow shone on them, sending them like a big hand, and they were stuffed into deep spatial passages, completely disappearing from this lifeless world. (To be continued.) )