The old man's face changed slightly, and his expression couldn't help but hesitate.

The shell of the black egg was woven from the body cells of "Igos", and the person who sent it back was Shen Mingxuan.

According to Gu Feiyan, Shen Mingxuan had already died in battle, and he was killed by a mysterious guy who could stealth and the two blood clans who later rescued him.

Regarding this matter, the old man was a little surprised, how could the blood clan kill Shen Mingxuan, who had the ability of "Igos"? Although that ability is not complete.

This is absolutely impossible, and it seems that it should have something to do with the mysterious invisible man, who knocked him down first.

Could it be the Mighty One sent by "Ispartine"?

He knew very well that the cause of this incident was related to Li Yinlong's secret plan.

Li Yinlong's wishful thinking is to unite the imperial forces of the ancient iron city, provide them with technical means and mutant viruses, and subtly make the deviants of the Obsidian Hunter Regiment buried in the Emperor's legion, so that the emperor can fight with the most powerful human gathering place on the continent - Mine City, and the Obsidian Hunter Regiment and the Obsidian Society can maximize the benefits of the fisherman.

Even if "Ispartine" wants to cut a bar sideways and stop it halfway, it will be too late. And then. The Obsidian Guild will also possess the strength of the "Old Dominators", which is enough to compete with the strength of those old guys of the Jidu people.

He still acquiesced to this plan.

After all, the Black Tower has risen to the surface, and it is still necessary to reduce the hidden troubles of some surface people.

Moreover, the war of the human world can accelerate the recovery of the "old rulers".

The rise and fall of the ancient Jidu people, like the rise and fall of an empire, required the sacrifice of the blood of the people, and in the name of the people. The resurrection of the gods also requires the sacrifice of human souls, and unlike the Jidu people, the "old rulers" need the spiritual power of intelligent beings, the so-called willpower or reason.

At that time, all humanity will share the treasure trove of mythology.

No, not only humans, but all creatures on this planet will begin to evolve by leaps and bounds.

He took a closer look at the black egg, and knew that inside the black egg was a high-level cultivator named Lin Wenlai, and it was a Sky Survey Shadow Guard whose ability was second only to that of the "Ispartine" Templars.

Lin Wenlai has a strong physical ability and spiritual power, and for this ancient mechanical creation, it needs at least a higher level of fusion energy than ordinary people to ensure the success rate of transformation.

He looked at the occasionally changing data, his brow furrowed slightly, and he muttered in his heart.

How do you turn him into a 12-pillar hound of the Obsidian Society?

If you still use the previous brainwashing method to deal with him like you did with Wu Ji, I'm afraid you won't be able to completely clear his mental influence.

Ispartine's methods are not weaker than those of the Obsidian Society, and the willpower of high-level cultivators is by no means comparable to that of ordinary disciples, if you really want to use him for experiments, once something goes wrong with your body, the entire plan will be greatly disturbed.

However, seeing the cohomology rate of today's analog data, the old man did not dare to despise it anyway, which is almost more than ten times the cohomology rate of ordinary people!

Although he is a cultivator, this person's body is simply perfect.

For this prophesied moment that was destined to happen, the pulse of the "Old Dominators" that had been sleeping for countless centuries was clearly felt by all human beings.

The birth of the Black Egg reminded him of the fear of being dominated.

But on second thought, the project required 12 Hound Hounds, which could not have been accomplished without the participation of all the Hounds. Each hound has different abilities, and only by collecting the abilities of 12 hounds can the highest level of energy prohibition be activated.

"This body has to be activated! Plans can't keep up with changes, even if it's a gamble for the sake of success, it's absolutely necessary, as long as the necessary precautions are taken......"

The old man couldn't help but think like this, his fingers slowly moved to the front of the console, and finally pressed "OK".

"Click" a small sound from one of the directions of the obsidian.

The old man let out a "huh", the head of the staff stretched out, and the strange energy covered the obsidian, and countless thin blue lines converged regularly towards the center, and the surface of the black egg began to squirm.

The machine containing the black egg devoured the endless flow of energy, and the obsidian became more translucent, and the entire base with a diameter of nearly ten meters began to rotate and fold, locking the sliding.

This ultra-ancient creation is mottled with time, and its fossil-like shell slowly closes up.

The old man looked at the woman lying on the ground with interest, and the head of his staff stretched out and probed over her.

"Although it is a loser, it is destined to be abandoned...... But the rebirth energy as a black egg is not bad, so I guess I didn't waste the effort on you. ”

The bloody eyes on the cane opened, sending out almost undetectable waves of energy, and the smooth skin of the woman's body was immediately covered with blood streaks.

The eyeballs, like those of a cat that smelled fish, trembled even more violently, and the scarlet light lit up the surroundings.

The woman's body curled up in a ball, her pale body lost all blood, and the tissue under her skin was boiling.

She soon became dying.

A drop of blood condensed into essence was swallowed up by the eyeball, and instantly disappeared from its crystal membrane, slowly closing the outer layer of muscles. The old man retracted his arm abruptly, walked over to the huge machine, inserted the cane into a small hole that seemed to be specially designed for the cane, and several buckles attached to the edge of the alloy and gradually sank into the ground.

"Now, there's only a chance left, and hopefully his transformation speed will be satisfying."

The old man left his cane on the machine and slowly walked out of the cave.

Soon, several masked black-robed men came in from the passage, carrying away the woman's withered body like a sheep.

The sun shines on the eerie rocks by the lake.

These rocks resemble huge blocks that were artificially cast tens of thousands of years ago, and every crack in the rock is neat and straight, as if it had been measured and carved with the most delicate tools.

Some of the rocks are buried deep in the ground, some are towering like clouds, reminiscent of giant ice sculptures or human houses buried by volcanic ash, and it is unknown how long they have been here.

If it is really carved by the magic of nature, then this divine power can't help but make people sincerely admire from the bottom of their hearts.

These rocks stretch from thousands of kilometers of vast mountains around the lake into the forest and plunge headlong into the lake's water.

Some of the rocks were overgrown with plants and moss, while others were bare and grew nothing, like the occasional few hairs on a bald head, somewhat out of place with the lush greenery of the primeval forest beyond.

Countless discarded huge stones have for some reason been arranged in strange formations, in the dry sand, in the forest, or in the lake. The water of the lake looks warm on the surface, but it can be extremely cold when you dive to a certain extent. Strangely, the water does not freeze even in winter, but instead rises with mist.

The mist around the lake seems to never dissipate, surrounding the huge lake, surrounded by mountains and forests.

The lake area is so vast that there are even small islands, some of which have ruined structures that look like they were depicted in ancient myths and legends. Although it has long since broken into pieces all over the ground, and few of them are intact, they can still see their original grandeur.

No one could get close to the area, and although the hordes of wild creatures haunted the edge of the forest, even the most experienced hunters in the neighborhood did not dare to set foot in this strange belt that often made people get lost, and would often tell their juniors that the farther away the better.

Because it's rumored to be haunted.

With their huge bodies and the turquoise eyes of the dark forest, even the sight of those roadside idols will make people fall into a state of trance.

There are many avid explorers who have tried to peek into the secrets of this place, but they have not been heard from yet, and almost never returned.

Occasionally, people who can find a way out alive come back, and when they are asked about key places, they become silent, as if they have been brainwashed, and they can't remember anything.

The nearest human settlements to this area are not few, the nearest ones are in the plains under the mountains, and they are nearly 100 kilometers away.

According to the elders of the human settlements, every few years, some cultivators with infinite strength who were able to resist a group of mobs alone would descend the mountain.

They come to these settlements and further afield, collect supplies, buy seeds, or pick suitable children to take with them.

These practitioners are very mysterious, and the villagers who know the details of them worship them as gods.

Therefore, the security problem in these human settlements is also much better than in other places on the Central Continent. The most ferocious gangs didn't dare to come here casually to rob, for fear that they would encounter these cultivators one day, and they would rather run away and rob some non-local caravans.

"Huh! What kind of bird is that? A man on a horse looked up at the sky, grabbed the reins, put his hands on the pergola, and squinted his eyes.

"Where are the birds?" The other man with a spear also craned his neck and peered through the gap in the leaves, but apparently saw nothing.

As you can tell from the way they are dressed, these are two hunters.

They were walking along the dirt road in the woods at the foot of the mountain, and not far away was a rushing river that rumbled into the heart of the mountain.

The previous hunter looked at it for a moment and shook his head, "It's gone, I swear I really saw a huge bird!" The shape is strange, as if there is a human ...... on the back That's a very fast bird. ”

"What big bird? Still holding people? I think you're hungry, aren't you? Forget it, let's go, I haven't caught any prey for a day, and it's just this skinny badger, and I'm hungry. ”

The man next to him lowered his head, looked at the badger hanging on the horse, drove it, and slapped the horse away.

He was more anxious to get back to dinner than to see some big bird.

"Alright, let's land at the end of the river ahead."

Qinglong Lin Mouwu sat firmly on Evenna's back, and pointed with his right hand to the depths of the mountain stream in front of him, where there were thousands of cliffs, and the river disappeared between those dark mountain walls.

It turned out to be an underground river.

The depths of the mountains are dotted with countless caves, far away from the hustle and bustle, without extra colors or sounds, except for darkness and the unknown, and the remnants of things that transcend time and space, and that indescribable existence has been lost for countless centuries.

It is only a matter of time before the laws of nature are restored, and all traces of the existence of civilized creatures will be erased, and the temple of the "Crag Lake", the seat of "Ispartine", is hidden in these places that have been obscured by time.

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