Surrounded by the mountains and fields, Instinct did not choose to immediately eliminate the Body Shaping Mutation Energy, Instinct has a more acute perception of danger than Lowe, and it is obviously unwise to eliminate the Body Shaping at this time.

It was precisely because instinct did not immediately eliminate the body shape that Luo finally caught this weakness of instinct.

Instinct still cares about Luo's life and death, and by taking advantage of this, Luo can do enough things.

Lowe has mutated arms that can easily slice through Seans' skin, making the process of slaughter easy and boring again.

Shauns eventually retreated, leaving behind only rotten flesh that lay on the frozen ground for eternity.

Luo didn't go on, but stayed on the frozen soil, waiting, patiently waiting for his sacrifice beast's injuries to heal.

Although the little creature had stopped growing due to lack of food, its body was still beyond Lo's back, and Lowe had no intention of abandoning it.

Even Lowe had given up on trading it for the Summoner's Bounty from Shauns, and Lowe planned to take it with him if possible, though the wilderness was likely not very friendly to it as it was used to gliding.

The permafrost was fertile enough for Lo to find enough food for himself and the sacrificial beasts to fill his stomachs, or meat.

This kind of meat is the kind of insect that once took that was extremely poor-looking, and exuded a very strong smell of rotten melons. The bugs also resemble the rotten meat of Shauns's body, but after Lowe eats one, he begins to allow his sacrificial beasts to eat it.

The poor little fellow, like the salamander, began to have diarrhea.

Lowe thought it was a good thing, at least to allow it to drain the rotten flesh of Shayns that it had swallowed.

After the crisis was resolved, Instinct eliminated the body shape mutation energy as soon as possible, but instead of devouring Shauns's powerful body reuniting ability, it shelved the remaining gene sequences that were left after the body shape was removed.

Instinct also seems to have doubts about Seans' terrifying ability, or the same palpitations as Lowe.

The little guy had devoured Shauns's wriggling rotten flesh, and after Lowe reached a consensus with instinct, he faintly regretted allowing the sacrificial beast to devour Seans' body tissue.

The little one was indeed very forgetful, and it seemed to be no worse than its owner's ability to recover, and after only eating the disgusting bug twice, it seemed to have forgotten that Shauns, who had once frightened him, and could once again glide and play on the frozen ground.

It seems to prefer gliding to flying.

Although Lowe had given up on the idea of earning gold from this trial, he still planned to move on. Just as he had helped Eris in the past, what Lowe wanted to change this time was the fate of this little guy.

This is not the style of action that Lo has always had, but this is Lo's character. The moment the little guy placed the rotten lump of meat in front of the limp Luo, he decided to do it.

He's going to take the little one away and take it out of the Lost Trench! This is also the consensus that he and his instinct have reached.

Shauns's figure had completely disappeared from the empty and barren tundra, and the only remnants of the frozen ground were Lo and his frolicking sacrificial beast, slowly walking along the seemingly never-ending trench.

Heyman had the same intentions as Lowe, he also wanted to take something from the Lost Trench, but what he wanted to take away was not his salamander dragon sacrifice beast, but the only summoner on the land who could summon Shauns.

"Great Summoner, I bring you the hope you have been longing for."

At the end of the Lost Trench, hunched slightly, his voice respectful and solemn, as if some ancient ritual was going on.

In front of Heyman was the half-old and decaying Treant, the huge spindle-shaped vat that resembled a Treant.

Compared to the half-cut treeman, Heyman was as small as an unmutated ant, but his voice remained elegant and not trembling in the slightest.

Behind Hayman stood the sleeper named Yevaya, who did not salute as Hayman did, but stood silently behind him, staring down at the strings of bubbles that kept rising from the water.

On the other side, it was Heman's super-level mutant sacrifice beast that was more than ten meters tall, the Salamander Dragon.

's Worm-Summoning Attacher didn't show up, and he should have been encased in countless Shains.

The sleeper, Jevaya, should have easily saved the insect caller, but he chose to ignore it. Obeying's instructions in this trial was his only rule of conduct. He was awakened this time to assist His Excellency in successfully completing this trial and to take away the huge summoner in front of him.

didn't want too many people to know what they had taken from here, so the poor dependent ended up being left here forever.

As's voice came out, the tangled appendages at the top of the vat began to slowly expand, and the countless pairs of eyes scattered all over the appendages slowly opened, looking at Heyman who had finished saluting.

didn't look at the eyes that seemed to be looking him up and down, because he knew that those eyes weren't the visual organs of this eternal being.

"Having devoured enough Shauns, it has become an extremely delicious sacrificial beast! You're nice, young man. ”

The old man's voice finally came out, and the voice was full of weakness and the decay of old age, giving the illusion of facing a yellowed old photograph.

The voice was slow enough and not indistinct, but Heyman and the Lord Jevaya behind him were never sure where it was coming from.

It seemed to come from inside the eerie barrel, it seemed to come from the bubbling water, it seemed to come from the whole planet.

The tentacles that had sunk into the viscous waters had begun to lift, and the gray-white bodies were dripping with large strands of sticky, rancid seawater, like giant snakes that swirled towards the glazed salamander behind Heyman.

"Great summoner, may I be allowed to speak my wish before you taste the delicacy? Maybe that will make you feel more delicious. ”

didn't stop the serpent-like tentacles from approaching his sacrificial beast, the salamander's mission was accomplished, and it was now just a sacrifice.

Due to the presence of the Sleeper, Hayman's sacrificial beast has matured almost without any fighting.

Slippery tentacles had begun to wrap around the dragon's massive scaly limbs, spreading rapidly toward its skull.

Just like those Shaunes, this half-tree-like existence also faintly emits a pale yellow light in its body, symbolizing the warm yellow color, which is filled with a foul smell everywhere, giving people a feeling of extreme cold from the depths of their hearts.

had a cautious look on his face, and even Yevaya, who had always kept his head down behind him, had put on his fist blade again, holding his breath on guard.

"What do you want? Specimens of mutant species? I can promise you that this is also a gift to you for sacrificing delicious food, young man. ”

The ubiquitous voice sounded again, and Heyman's slightly dignified face gradually regained its calm.

"Thank you for your gifts, Great Summoner, and I would like your friendship more than those, if possible."

spoke again.

The countless pairs of eyes on the barrel appendage blinked rapidly, and the yellowish halo that seemed to be filled with extreme cold flickered and flickered faster, and even the tentacles that had wrapped the poor salamander around it stopped moving.

was not worried that the other party would refuse, and even kill him, because every moment since the other party spoke, he had already predicted it.

The other party will promise him and leave the lost trench that has been loved and cursed by the gods.

"My friendship? You don't have enough sacrifices for me to bestow friendship on you, young man. ”

The voice was still rotten and old, without the slightest hint of anger or joy.

"What if I could help you find your way home in exchange for your friendship? Dear Shauns Summoner, or I may call you the Eternal. ”

finally showed his biggest hole card of the trial.

The dead sea began to ripple, accompanied by layers of gray-yellow foam, and finally turned into a monstrous wave.

A ball almost as tall as the craggy wall of the Lost Trench finally surfaced, covered with huge tentacles twisting wildly.

As the tentacles twisted and wriggled, the entire sea began to descend rapidly, like a low tide, and the viscous and fishy water frantically poured into the crypt beneath the sphere, revealing a large area of dark, damp rotting ground.

The huge tentacles wrapped around the salamander had already swept Heyman high into the air, approaching the faint yellow light that was flickering and extinguishing. The domineering salamander dragon had already been sucked to the point that only a gray-white rotten skin and a large skeleton had been washed into the pit by the turbulent water.

"Young man, you have given me hope and fear!"

The soft, sticky tentacles that wrapped around Heyman's body didn't suffocate, which meant that the slim hope he gave to the other party overshadowed the fear that had grown in his heart.

"I've only read enough, old enough books to get a glimpse of your presence, and please forgive my inadvertent offense, Great Eternal."

Heyman felt that he was so close to success, as close as this giant ball that almost reached the tip of his nose.

"How do I believe in hope?"

The rotten voice sounded again, with a slight tremble.

"The gods have said, 'What I see is what I feel, and I can make you feel the reality of hope."

reached out and pressed his hand to the base of the frantically swaying tentacle, once again turning on his ability, Prediction.

It's an endless abyss where even fear doesn't dare to breed.

Darkness, dead silence, dead silence like darkness.

Countless orbs that exuded a thick smell of decay suspended in the darkness, drifting aimlessly.

A light, a light suddenly appeared in the endless abyss, a blue light.

The light was short-lived, so short that it seemed to never exist.

In the fleeting light, a huge ball covered with countless twisted tentacles was rapidly disappearing from the dark abyss.

's prediction lasted for a short time, but it was enough to make the terrifying being on the other side feel the presence of hope.

The Ancients were silent, their wildly twisted tentacles all dead, and it seemed as if even the sound of Heyman's breathing had disappeared.

There is only one of them here, and there is no other person of the same kind, and the figure under the blue light is definitely himself!

"That light illuminates my way home, what is that light?"

It didn't know how it got here, it didn't know where the rest of its people had gone, but in that brief light it saw itself coming home.

That's enough, it wants to go home.

"I ask for your friendship in search of the light."

had a smile on his face, and he knew he had gotten what he wanted.