Click, click.

Deciduous petals of decaying and dead shrubs piled up on the mire, crunching as the duckling's wide flippers squeezed out the corrupted muddy water, splashing back into the mire, wetting the slowly crawling snails.

The sunset yellow with lush branches and sun-growing swaying rustles in the wind, stretching for thousands of miles.

"Roar—"

The coarse-grained voice rolling in the larynx let out a low, abrupt growl, like a demonstration of territory.

"Did you hear that?"

Weighing nine catties, he crossed his shoulder with one hand and touched the soft fluff of the concubine, his eyes swept around, and he saw a bright and blind yellow cancan at a glance.

The red panda nodded.

Weighing nine pounds, he held the dagger pinned to his waist with his other hand, carefully paying attention to the changes in the surrounding environment, and a chill appeared on his back.

Nothing was found.

The air was filled with a cold resentful energy, surrounding the sea of flowers like a fishy sweet blood, and as the duck webbed beast continued to move forward, the stronger the smell of blood smelled between the nine catties of snort, the more impossible it was to ignore.

Still haven't seen any creatures approaching, where is it hiding?

"Roar—"

The roar rang out again, this time closer.

weighed nine catties and subconsciously looked down at the ground, could it be hidden in the mire? Aquatic life?

Beneath this sea of flowers are swampy quagmires, some places are as deep as lakes and rivers, some places are like soft mud, and some places are full of natural traps, so amphibious mounts like duck webbed beasts can pass smoothly.

With the duck webbed beast in hand, let me go in the world!

Weighing nine catties, he generously broke a piece of corn and handed it to the mouth of the duck flipper beast, and "quack" called for a quack to eat.

The consciousness force field was open, and the blood streaks swam in the air, like a small fish that longed for soul energy, following the bloody qi.

The 360-degree viewing angle of the glasses greatly expands the visual range of the nine-pound glasses, and even if the danger is in the back, it can be detected in time.

Then the low roar sounded again.

"Roar—" The oncoming low roar suddenly increased in volume, carrying a powerful sonic impact.

Oh, the weight of nine catties hooked the corners of his mouth, this thing even knows that the sound is striking from the west, this roar is coming from the front, but the attack is not.

The consciousness condensed into a shield and tightened abruptly, and at the same time, the nine-pound weight rolled over from the duck flipper beast.

The speed was extremely fast, and he almost jumped up and down before he landed, his toes tapping on the mire, and his body quickly disappeared into the sea of sunset yellow flowers that were taller than adults.

A series of small fireballs twisted into a long whip and jerked, and the petals flew up and fell and burned to ashes in the flames, and with the whip flew up a black mass.

The mud dots swirled in the air and sprinkled all over the ground, and many of the sunset yellow trees in the vicinity were spoiled into muddy yellow.

Weighing nine catties, he had already sat back on the back of the duck flipper beast at this moment, and the small fireball dissipated in the air, and the black ball in the air fell to the ground.

Almost the moment he landed, he was about to drill into the mud, and was grabbed by the back of the neck with the concubine's paws, and he was stunned for a long time and couldn't get down.

It was useless to roar twice, and the limbs hung in the air like a dog's planing, but they couldn't get down, and they barked in a hurry.

Weighing nine catties and looking down, the black mud was burned dry and thrown off a lot, looking like a child, and the rotten mud was pulled open to reveal a pair of scarlet eyes.

Weighing nine pounds, I thought the epidermis was mud, but when I looked closely, I realized that it was ulcerated skin mixed with saprolite.

The creature in front of him looks like a human but its physical characteristics are not exactly like a human, weighing nine catties Just now, he can see clearly, he crawls on all fours, extremely fast, and can dive into the mire, not to mention that ordinary people can't do it.

The skin ulceration spreads to the neck, the stratum corneum of the lower limbs is no longer visible to normal skin, and the whole body is still a person.

This shape reminds me of another species I have seen in the Atonement Mountain that can compete with witches in the Burning Wood Forest - the rotten pig.

This malicious, discriminatory name has completely separated them from the human camp.

The dirty little guy with mud and skin stared at the nine-pound man viciously, his eyes were scarlet, but he was not an irrational cloudy gaze.

The sea of flowers was suppressed, and a rancid smell approached.

It was too late, and with a low roar, several black figures rushed towards the weight of nine catties.

Suddenly, the figure that jumped up from the mire was extremely fast, and its whole body was bent and opened, like a slingshot, and it shot out on its own.

One two three four... There were eighteen of them, which were surrounded.

No wonder the rancid smell is so strong, it turns out that there is an ambush.

The sea of flowers gave birth to two fire demon hands, and the rotten pig wrapped in flames turned into ashes in an instant, barely having time to let out a roar of pain.

Heavy nine catties, during the days in Wucun, he repeatedly practiced two fire spells every day, 'Fire Demon Hand' and 'Fireball Technique'

Jiya's physical talent is very good, and after accumulating over time, these two magic skills are definitely handy.

The nine-pound fingers slid quickly, the upper and lower lips opened and closed a few times, and the spell was completed in an instant.

The attraction of fresh flesh to a carried pig is to a bee and rice to a mouse, irresistible.

The painful resentful and tyrannical soul is restless, and the little guy who is grabbed by the back of the neck by the concubine is no exception.

"Can their mental fluctuations affect each other?"

"Yes, these flowers can affect the mind, the dark element is excessive, and the negative spiritual energy is too heavy in a vicious circle."

There is no help.

Weighing nine pounds, you can feel the crying, resentment, hatred, and all the emotions that add up to pain in the depths of that corrupt body, but in the end it can only be transformed into tyrannical venting.

"If life is better than death, go in peace."

The cloud-shrouded sunset yellow flower sea swept golden waves with the wind, and the requiem sounded.

The rotten pig that was frantically struggling in the flames gradually stopped moving, and its cloudy scarlet eyes seemed to have more color in an instant.

Emotional memories of all kinds tumbled in their brains, which had been eaten away.

The Requiem ends, and the last syllable ends.

The strange and ridiculous singing finally stopped.

"Go in peace"

Psionic Power +5

Psionic Power +3

......

+15 Psionic Points

Psionic Power +9

......

A flurry of informational prompts drifted through my mind.

As early as when the requiem sounded, the little guy who was stunned for a moment suddenly broke free from the shackles of the concubine, seized the opportunity to slip into the mire, and quickly swam away.

The concubine looked at her empty plush paws, and then at the bubbling mire, and couldn't believe that she had let a two-legged cub slip away from under its paws, and the red panda's dignity was severely tested.

The weight of nine catties did not rush to chase but took one of the corpses through the sea of flowers, and the eyes were scorched black saprolite and scorched black and dry wood, the air was full of stench, and it was obviously only more than ten meters away from the sea of flowers, and the world was different.