When Mr. K left Jiangcheng, the atmosphere was already tense.

The clamor of war reverberates, and no one can doubt the truth of this heavy weight.

The spirit stone is too important.

It is not only an energy source, but also an inexhaustible foundation, and it is the key to survival and a return to order and prosperity.

Two days later, Mr. K caught up with the envoy group bound for Dali.

Everyone in the legation was surprised by his arrival.

In Jiangcheng, the corpse controller has been secularized, and no one mentions the so-called sect anymore, and I heard that there is also a "vocational training college" that is ready to be established, and in terms of integration and innovation, it has gone further and is more active than other ways.

But in general, it is still withdrawn and mysterious, and some deep-rooted concepts cannot be reversed in a short period of time, and it is the first time that he has been in charge of a major matter alone, especially for Mr. K, who is more Buddhist.

But he didn't give any explanation, and after the handover, he just let some of the people who were not fast enough to return on the spot, while the rest of the elite forces sped up the march.

"The stakes are high, and we have to race against the clock."

Actually, if he was alone, it could have been faster.

But now in this environment, there are too many accidents and variables, and the consumption of flying is too huge, and you may have to rest for two or three days a day of flying.

The elephant beast may seem to move slowly, but it is better at a constant speed, and can pass through most road conditions, and can travel directly through dangerous jungles and valleys with relatively short distances.

"Professor, what's going on in Jiangcheng, everyone is worried!"

Mr. K was a visiting professor at the newly established "Department of Magic Research and Application" at Jiangcheng University, and the interviewer was one of his students, the cultivator of Sequence 8.

"You don't have to worry, as long as we invite the real person back, no one will dare to move!" , Mr. K said firmly.

"That's good, that's good!"

"If you want me to say, I'm afraid of a fart, if he wants to fight, then fight."

"You can't say that, war kills!"

……

Everyone started talking about it.

The haze of war hangs over everyone's heart, let alone being a "rebellious" party?

"It's good if the real person comes back, there is always someone who can take the idea, sit down and talk about it, you don't have to tear your face."

"Even if the real person comes back, they will have to pay the same price if they want the spirit stone, and the empty white teeth are clever and robbed."

"And what can they give?"

"You ask me, what do I know?"

"Let them trade the main material for the potion, Sequence 8, Sequence 7, Sequence 6."

The team of elephant beasts advanced through the dense jungle, except for the vigilant people, everyone else sat on the back of the elephant beast and discussed, and there was no danger along the way.

This area has been cleared, and from time to time you can still see planned manors and farms, many mercenary squads are gathering and patrolling in the jungle, trees are being bulldozed in patches, some open areas have completed the initial cultivation, a large number of merchant groups, companies, individuals and teams are staking land, and small towns have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

No new leaks were found, and everyone was relaxed.

But two days later it was a different story.

Leaving the scope of Jiangcheng's radiation, primitive, vast, mysterious and dangerous will come to the face, the climate has become changeable, the first moment there is no wind in all directions, the next moment it can roll up a strange whirlwind, the spiritual concentration has risen in a straight line, and the Mithril column on the meter is like a roller coaster, which has made people suspect that it is broken several times.

Within a day, several leaks were encountered, and the team had to change their itinerary and bypass it from a distance.

In the evening, the scouts brought back a piece of gnawed railroad tracks from what had once been the main railroad.

Looking at the dense tooth marks on it, Mr. K's face was solemn - these were rat tooth marks.

Of course, normal rats can't gnaw on the rails, but not necessarily, there may be a huge community of "rats" in this hellish place, maybe just ahead, maybe right and left, maybe ......

There was no more possibility, the team set off overnight, the scouts spilled out, and they left all night trembling.

Mr. K is naturally not afraid, but the others are not capable of flying, and once they fall into the encirclement, they will suffer casualties.

Sometimes I'm really afraid of something, and I'm going to come with something.

At dawn, an abandoned town appeared in front of them, with leaks on the left and right, and it was impossible to get around, so everyone had to bite the bullet and prepare to pass through it.

After repeated reconnaissance and testing, the team cautiously entered the city when it was dark.

Dead silence!

Not even the chirping of insects.

The more I walked into the ruins, the more I felt inexplicable pressure.

It was obviously empty, but it was like countless people hiding in the cracks of the ruins, peeking at the team.

"Oh no, we might be in a rat nest!"

A scout brings back very bad news.

"The front is full of bones, and there is a temple made of bones, and there are people and animals, and monsters...... It's just a short walk ahead. ”

"Be on alert!" Mr. K pulled out his bone staff.

After walking for five minutes, I passed a mountain of garbage and saw a large area of miserable white.

Grim white and grotesque bones, fragments, and human skeletons, in small piles and piles all over the ruins, arranged in such a regular manner that they resemble the nodes of a large magic circle, but they do not exist in memory.

In the center is a round temple made of white bones, like a yurt, and in front of the temple stands a huge skeleton.

The shape of this skeleton is somewhat like a dinosaur fossil, standing more than ten meters high, the huge diamond-shaped head is somewhat familiar, and the dagger-like teeth are densely packed in the hideous giant mouth.

"Look...... Like a mouse that doesn't look like it stands up!? ”

……

"What the hell, rats!?"

Everyone was shocked and inexplicable.

However, something even more unacceptable has arisen.

The movement of the stumbling appeared in all directions.

The ruins of the entire city were shaking.

A tall black figure walked out of the Temple of Bones.

It was a tall, upright walking mouse!

"it, get ready to ......"

"Prepare a fart, go fast, break out, break out!"

Countless black shadows appeared in all directions, and these upright "rats" were not as tall as those of the temple, only one meter four or five, and there were not many of them, most of them were "normal" rats the size of wolf dogs.

Well, that's normal and relative.

Squeak squeak!!

Squeak squeak!!

The upright rat-men raised their bone forks high, and countless giant rats screamed with red eyes, there were too many, too many, and they surrounded the team densely, and they couldn't find any gaps to break through.

"It's over!"

A weak-willed guy is on the verge of collapse.

At the critical moment, Mr. K still relied on, only to hear him snort coldly, his figure disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already standing above the temple, and the bone staff pointed downward, shouting: "Get out of the way, otherwise ......"

Countless screams stopped.