With the appearance of these heads, the thick demonic aura in the Abyss Territory was instantly activated.

A large amount of black mist poured out from the endless abyss, and in the steaming black gas, something was squirming wildly.

In the creepy sound, sections of thick tentacle-like 'tree vines' arched high one after another from the black air, and then peerlessly poked out, 'Woo' fell to the edge of the bottom of the abyss, and silently spread outward, like a deadly terrifying vine, almost occupying the entire abyss territory.

'Bah-'

'Phew! ’

The sound was endless, and each of these thick black vines was more than ten feet long, and countless tentacles were split above the roots, firmly rooted in every part of the abyss.

The entire Abyssal Territory reverberated with heavy reverberations, and the confined space began to vibrate due to the appearance of dozens or so terrifying tentacles.

The spiritual power was raging, and the trialists who were originally floating in the air seemed to be unable to maintain their stability because of the fluctuation of spiritual power.

The huge and heavy body of the dragon that was hunching Lucifer was crooked, one of its wings was so badly damaged that it could not resist the impact of the spiritual power flow of the riot at this time, and its body slid straight to one side like a building about to collapse.

The 'boom' sound was mixed with the roar of a dragon, which shook the devotees' eardrums with severe pain.

The strong sound waves made the space seem to distort, and the bottom of the abyss surging with black gas was like a large open mouth, greedily waiting for the dragon to fall.

The impatient black mist 'boomed' up, like the tongue of a detective, ready to wrap around the dragon's body.

At the critical moment, magic flashed in Lucifer's blue eyes.

Blue light flashed from the pupils of his eyes, turning into a huge magic array, and with a 'boom', it covered the dragon's broken wings.

As soon as the wings were repaired, the dragon's falling form stabilized.

Its body glided over the surging black mist, let out a long roar, and flew back into the air with Lucifer.

The black mist gushing out of the abyss rushed into the air, and the scattered black gas spread out like smoke and dust, but a large number of 'tree vines' were still poking out.

These black giant vines were like the tentacles of the king squid, until dozens of them poked out, and finally stopped.

The vibrating space stopped shaking violently, but the afterglow of the 'buzzing' lingered for a long time.

"What's, what is this?"

No. 4 lay on the back of the fire phoenix, stretched his neck to look, his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and he opened his mouth in horror.

Underneath everyone's bodies, they were all occupied by pitch-black 'tree vines'.

Dozens of vines as thick as giant beetles spread deep into the distance with the 'giant tree' as the center, until the end of the line of sight.

On top of these 'tree vines', there are countless 'vines' of different sizes densely intertwined, covering the entire abyss territory densely and without revealing any gaps.

These 'vines' are like living creatures, still slowly wriggling, disgusting and ugly, with a strong stench.

A strong demonic aura came from above, death, despair, and terror...... and all kinds of negative emotions were stuffed into the hearts of everyone in the abyss territory.

Not to mention the believers with weak willpower, even Song Qingxiao, who was the most resolute among the trialists, was also affected by this powerful dark force in the cold, and his mind fluctuated violently.

Her steady mood fluctuated, and the sound of rain sounded in her ears, and a black shadow with a splash broke into her field of vision, approaching her with a murderous aura.

Song Qingxiao's aura began to change, and a chill spread around her as the center.

The dying No. 4 shuddered, but after a while, Song Qingxiao quickly realized that something was wrong and stabilized his state of mind in time.

The divine sense dispelled this dark power, and the ice power roamed all around her body, causing her to suppress the blood-devouring thoughts in her heart, and her eyes returned to a calm look.

At this time, in the direction of the 'giant tree', the power of darkness is already very strong.

Even with Song Qingxiao's strong divine sense, he didn't dare to spy easily.

The demonic aura here seems to be many times stronger than the magic stored by the nine-headed black dragon sealed by the Yulun Void Realm in the previous mission.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Even Song Qingxiao, who has always been calm and calm, rarely showed a trace of surprise on his face after seeing the strong demonic aura here.

She let out an exclamation and looked up at the source of the stench—

Nourished by these dark powers, the Giant Tree has grown far stronger than before.

The 'tree pole' was more than ten times thicker, forming a creepy behemoth.

The black aura permeated the entire 'giant tree', and at the top of the 'treetop', the exposed half of the head of the 'moon' sage was like a rising sun on the top of the Despair Mountains, emitting a faint golden luster.

The halo was so weak that it seemed to be swallowed up in darkness at any moment.

But the dark power of the Abyss Territory has already obscured the sky, so even this faint light is extraordinarily eye-catching.

Under the black mist, he raised his face and his head shook, as if he was struggling to shake off the heavy restraint beneath him.

"I, we don't know—"

The monk was at a loss, what was happening in front of him was not the same as when he sealed the 'Moon' Sage more than three hundred years ago.

He was also disgusted by these dense tentacles, and the dark power hit everyone's heart, causing everyone's emotions to be more or less affected.

Several believers shrouded in despair forgot their faith, wailed, and jumped off the ice dragon, engulfed by the black fog of the abyss.

Their dying cries lasted for a long time, affecting the remaining people and making the surging black fog more active.

"Woo-woo-"

In the black mist, the echo of bitter weeping also sounded, and it rang out, making the other believers even more excited.

The elf's pure eyes were filled with black gas, and his face showed confusion and helplessness, and the color of struggle flashed across his face.

When the mage saw this out of the corner of his eye, he secretly screamed in his heart, and called out the name of the saint in a loud voice:

"Sai Ji!"

The saint's body trembled, and Edward's call was like a slap in the face, causing the fog in her eyes to fade like a tide, and regain its original turquoise color.

She turned her gaze to her companions in fear, and busily recited the incantation.

A pale blue halo rose from her, and the blue spirit butterfly reappeared, flapping its wings to form a shield of holy light, trying to compete with the black qi.

It's just that the power of the saint is like a pearl of rice under the influence of this dark power.

The Holy Light Shield was compressed again and again, and the blue spirit butterfly was gradually affected by the black mist, and its strength was greatly weakened.

"There's too much necromancy here."

The swordsman sensed the Holy Maiden's struggle, and fine beads of sweat quickly appeared on her forehead and nose, and the Holy Light Shield became smaller and smaller, barely able to hold the remaining people.

The halo was still trembling, as if it would burst at any moment.

With the support of this layer of holy light shield, everyone's collapse seemed to ease a lot at once.

The dark power in this place is thick and heavy, and it is only a matter of time before it swallows up the entire Abyss Territory.

Under the black mist, the huge scale armor on the surface of the red dragon's body was quickly corroded by the black qi, and the red eyes were gradually transforming, turning dark purple.

The wind from its wings also carried some evil connotations, and with each flap, the storm shifted the more evil aura more quickly to all sides.

Number Four was too busy to take care of himself at this time, let alone focus on the task, under the corrosion of such a dark environment, the dark emotions in his heart almost formed an endless black hole, which was about to drown him.

"Kill, kill, kill!" This thought frantically surged through his mind, his divine consciousness could not control such an aura at all, and his mind was completely affected and distorted.

It's a pity that his strength doesn't match the dark thoughts in his heart, and among the people he really wants to kill at this time, he can't beat any of them, so he can only roar madly in the depths of his heart, and be happy? and cut everyone down.

When Song Qingxiao's gaze swept over his face, the corners of his mouth opened to a suspicious length, as if he had fallen into some kind of uncontrollable fantasy.

The Taoist priest and No. 1 stood together, each using their magical powers to contend with this force.

In addition to Lucifer, the most eye-catching is the 'Sun' Sage.

The black ink on his robe converged from his limbs to the middle at a rapid speed, making his robe, neckline, and hem all appear bewitching and pure black.

The black qi surged up layer by layer, and in an instant, the place was filled with a ghostly underworld, forcing everyone to move into the air again.

"What is the origin of these 'black vines'?"

Song Qing held his long tail under him, and his body soared high again and again, trying to get rid of these shadowy black fogs.

The monks were unable to answer her question, and the saints were in a state of despair and helplessness.

Lucifer seemed to know something, but he didn't move yet, as if waiting for a wonderful moment.

And the 'Ri' sage, who holds the truth, is obviously reluctant to speak.

When she thought that her question would not be answered, a slightly tired hoarse voice came softly:

"It's a curse."

She turned her head in surprise.

At the top of the 'giant tree', the 'moon' sage spoke slowly.

His face could be called the most terrifying existence in the world, and the 'light' and 'darkness' formed a clear dividing line on his face, stretching across his lips.

The upper half of the sage' face has been completely freed from the trouble of black qi, the full heavenly court, clear eyes, straight nose bridge, ruddy and soft upper lip and golden hair, making the upper half of his face perfect like a god.

In stark contrast, it is his entire jaw.

His lower lip was shriveled and black, surrounded by wriggling 'whiskers' and tendons, which looked disgusting and horrible.

As he spoke, two distinct lips squirmed, almost forming the world's most terrifying nightmare.

The wriggling vines wrenched and closed around his lips and jaw, as if trying to stifle his voice and movements, so that he could not speak.

But even in such a terrifying situation, the 'Moon' Sage probably wanted to appease Song Qingxiao, who turned his head to look at him, and tried his best to show a smile.

His upper lip was raised, and the wriggling vines seemed to let out violent screams, tugging at the corners of his chin and lips, making his mouth form a very angle.

"Don't be afraid, child—" His blue eyes showed the ultimate kindness, but his lower lip was already full of malice and a strange grin that wanted to be devoured.

Song Qingxiao has experienced a lot of trial scenes, what kind of terrifying scenes have she not seen?

But the scene in front of her still made her a little uncomfortable, perhaps it was the stark contrast between the extreme presentation of beauty and ugliness, good and evil, which impacted her mood and cognition, making her swallow her saliva with some discomfort.

She exhaled deeply, forcibly calming the horror in her heart:

"Cursed?"

The moment he heard the 'curse', for some reason, Song Qingxiao remembered the power of faith obtained by the ascetic sect founded by Hayas.

These powers of faith enhance the power of Hayas, but when it comes to these powers, the saint calls them curses.

It's a good thing that the 'Moon' Sage is willing to communicate with her, at least it proves that she has one more chance to get clues.

She forced herself to meet his gaze and did not turn her head, fearing that she would miss an opportunity to obtain the truth because of her inner instinct disgust.

Her gaze did not evade, which softened the gaze of the 'moon' sage.

On this weird and distorted face, the malice and kindness were exerted to the extreme, and he nodded with difficulty.

"The power I have gained comes from the absorption of the dark forces."

There seemed to be a flash of memory in his eyes:

"After the establishment of the Federation, I swore to the 'Sun' to establish a safe, bright and warm absolute territory."

As he spoke, the two lips opened and closed, and a large amount of black gas erupted from his mouth, making the scene look extremely horrifying.

"There is no shadow of death, and wherever the light goes, there is no intrusion of darkness." In his eyes, there were beautiful dreams and yearnings, and it was obvious that all these words were from his heart, not from showmanship.

"People on the continent no longer feel fear and are not disturbed by disease."

Without the attack of the undead, everyone will only feel happy and happy.

This rumored sinner who betrayed the Divine Court, the great sage who had been sealed for more than 300 years, and the man who had brought panic to the mainland, was telling his original ideals to a 'newcomer' he had never met.

"Hope will be accompanied by the sunshine and sprinkle on every corner of the continent. Under the blessing of the Divine Court, all people will have a bright heart, happy and happy—"

What he is talking about is obviously a dream utopia, and it is impossible to really exist in real life.

It may be that his feelings are too sincere, so when he said this, Song Qingxiao almost couldn't bear to interrupt him—but only almost.

Oh, hehe, hehe, hehe-

Seeing that the time for the double monthly pass is coming, I can't help but rub my claws excitedly, waiting for you to feed me~!

(End of chapter)