The poisonous bee mask is very magical, it is like a living creature, there are many filaments inside that are connected to the skin and flesh of the dragon spirit, and in addition to the attachment function, it also absorbs the nutrients in the host's body to support itself.

It mutates all the time, and as time goes on the dragon spirit's face longer and longer, it also becomes more and more like normal human skin.

Not only do they develop tactile nerves, but they also grow capillaries that perspirate the underlying skin. It can be said that in addition to being out of tune with the facial muscles and appearing stiff, it is the new face of the dragon spirit.

Even more unbelievable, it seems to have a consciousness of its own, which resembles a living organism, although it is as weak as an ant.

The dragon spirit has become accustomed to the poisonous bee mask, and these days it is wearing it all the time, feeling more and more comfortable, and even forgetting that he is wearing a mask.

At this point, it is as painful as peeling off your own skin.

"Hiss ......"

There was a cracking sound on his face that made people tickle the bones, and the filaments connecting the bee mask and the skin of the face were torn off vigorously, and blood oozed out, peeling off from the chin little by little.

The dragon spirit's heart trembled in pain, and tears were about to flow, but in order to survive, he had to continue to torture himself.

As the mask gradually peeled off, he felt the two evil things in his consciousness begin to stir again, and the negative emotions in his heart quickly rose.

I felt a sense of resentment and anger in my heart, and I just wanted to tear off the mask, release the huge power hidden in my body, and pinch and explode all these disgusting black-haired mice in front of me!

His eyes radiated a violent and fierce light and swept over the rats, but he saw that the greedy sacrificial rats were trembling, their bodies shrunk into a ball, and slowly retreated.

The encirclement became larger and larger, and the rats finally couldn't stand the pressure of the aura on the dragon spirit's body, and dispersed violently, fleeing for their lives and burrowing into the mushroom forest, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Whew! Ahahahaha! The dragon spirit stretched out his arms and looked up and laughed, his voice hoarse and weird.

Two evil creatures filled the entire consciousness space, dancing wildly, squeezing his self-consciousness into the corner. Just as the sense of self was about to disappear, an invisible force acted on the evil creatures, crushing them in half.

It turned out that the dragon spirit let go of its hand, and the poisonous bee mask was recovering on its own, and it was like a living thing, constantly growing new filaments, and inch by inch they stuck back to the face, and soon extended down to the mouth position.

"Quick! Tear off this fake skin that's in the way! The evil creature roared in consciousness and reached for the bee mask.

"The last chance is there, and we must not give it up!" The dragon spirit's consciousness was much clearer, and he pulled himself together, desperately controlling his hands.

Under the competition between the two consciousnesses, the two hands picked up and put down, hesitated, and never touched the mask.

After half a minute, the poisonous bee mask finally completed its self-repair, and the cool air was continuously generated from the face, and then transported to all parts of the body.

"Ahh I'm not going! Tu and the foodie yelled unwillingly, and was flushed down the toilet again.

The dragon spirit regained control of his body, felt dizzy and nauseous, and sat down on the ground, closing his eyes to recuperate.

After a long while, he relented, struggled to stand up with a bloodless face, and looked up to see that the cannibal group had arrived at the entrance of the village.

"How did these guys dodge the Sacrifice Eater's attack? Oh, by the way, they are believers in other gods, and the sacrificial rats are servants of other gods, and certainly do not eat their own people. ”

He took out all the jerky, ate two pieces of it himself, and stuffed the rest into the mouth of the winged fire serpent, and filled himself and the snake with enough water, and then he took the four snakes on his shoulders and hurried after them.

When I ran to the edge of the village, I saw that there were 100 stone masonry houses in the courtyard, which were very similar in shape to the ruins on the ground, and should have been built by the same people.

After all, it is underground, there is no wind and rain and external damage, the house is very well preserved, only the wooden beams have decayed, and the walls are mostly intact.

There was not a single grain of rat droppings on the ground, and it could be seen that the rats had never come from the village.

However, this is not good news, as it proves that there is something here that even the Sacrifice Rats dare not approach, and it may be the Altar of the Alien God.

After a general observation at the entrance of the village, the dragon spirit followed the footprints of cannibals and entered the village vigilantly.

Only then did it turn out that there was no trace of destruction in the village, and everything remained as it was.

Not only is the house intact, but even some of the household items in the house have been preserved.

I even saw several stone bowls placed on the stone slabs of a family, which still contained small half bowls of food that had turned black and gray, and looked like they were about to start eating.

Although the dragon spirit did not go inside, he could see many similar scenes from the open doors and windows.

"It's strange, it's definitely not like there was a war, and if they had moved away, they wouldn't have left so many living items behind."

"Even if it's a severe plague, it's not going to die all of a sudden. Or because of the difficulty of reproduction, it gradually died out, and it should also look like a messy depression and exhausted materials, but here it is neat and orderly, and the materials are sufficient. ”

It was as if one day, the inhabitants of the village were peacefully continuing their underground life, eating and working, and then suddenly all disappeared!

"There is not a single corpse, not a single bug, not a single grass, not a single mushroom!" The dragon spirit looked at the dead village, and his heart sank to the bottom of the sea.

You don't have to think much to know that it must have been done by the alien god, and it can be inferred from this that the alien god's ability must be very weird.

"It's very likely to be illusions and abilities that affect the human spirit." He observed and analyzed.

Following the footprints of the cannibal Shengban in the village for a while, he found that they did not have a fixed direction, and he suspected that Shengban was deliberately confusing himself.

With a stir in his heart, he took out the red-backed slug and put it on the ground. The red-backed slug looked up in one direction, sniffed in the air, and suddenly twitched like a convulsion, then retracted into its shell and never came out again.

"......" The sweat on the dragon spirit's forehead dripped down.

The red-backed slug likes to eat evil spirits and blood, and it is happy when it sees demons, but this time it was scared to pee, and you can imagine how terrifying that strange god is.

Fortunately, the slugs have already pointed the way, and the altar must be there, as long as you go there, you will definitely meet the cannibal.

Walking through the ghostly uninhabited village, the dragon spirit could clearly feel that the entire village was shrouded in ominous clouds, and that there was great danger brewing beneath the apparent calm.

His heart seemed to be clenched tightly by a claw, and the pressure was great, and now he just wanted to catch up and kill all the cannibals, and then quickly leave here.

What, destroy the altar?

Let the Wizard come here to feel the pressure of the gods, and he won't be posting tasks indiscriminately.

It was definitely a high-level team task of hellish difficulty, and the dragon spirit was not confident that he could complete it alone without being fully prepared mentally, physically, materially, and with personnel.

Let's talk about it later!

Straight through the village to the bottom of the cliff, at the end of the road at your feet is a gate that opens on the cliff face.

The flat shape of the gate, which is about two meters high and five meters wide, was also built by renovating the natural opening. It is located a few meters high on the cliff face, and a wide and heavy stone staircase is built with large stones outside the doorway, which looks very majestic.

The dragon spirit inexplicably felt that time was getting more and more urgent, and when he saw the footprints on the stone steps, he stepped on the tall steps without the slightest hesitation, and climbed up a full forty or fifty steps before reaching the door.

Standing in the doorway and peeking in, there was a flat, wide cavern with smooth walls and frescoes.

He tiptoed into the cave, not wanting to pay attention to the mural, intending to go in as soon as possible to solve the life and escape, but he couldn't overcome his stubborn curiosity, and couldn't help but look at the mural.