Siloya, who was a little devastated, saw the snow-white figure, but still regained some senses, avoided the arcane contaminated snowflakes, cautiously approached from the edge, and said bluntly: "Who are you?" There is no little girl like you in the God-given land? ”

The snow-white figure was silent, not so much scared, but rather disdainful of even looking up.

Siloja shouted hysterically: "Did Provence let you come?" ”

At this time, the small box around Siloya's waist made a loud volume, and a serious voice from Provence came: "Miss Siloya, run!" ”

Hearing this extremely hateful voice, Siloya's eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Provence, you dare to kill so many dragon knights, I must ...... you"

Provence said calmly: "I am very grateful for your cover, but without our spells, you would only be wiped out by the demons, and now you can at least leave half of the Wyvern Knight, right?" ”

This cold and ruthless calculation made Siloya acceptable to Yuli, but Yuqing couldn't forgive her, and the contradiction made her emotions more and more out of control.

Siloya finally raised the tip of the spear, pointed at the snow-white figure, did not show any care for the young human, and said in a suppressed voice: "You, are you a human or a demon?" ”

The snow-white figure finally chuckled and said, "Provence, are you having fun?" ”

The voice of Provence came from the communicator: "Your Excellency Adonza is indeed generous, and has provided us with a lot of precious material. It would have been nice to have given us one last gift. ”

Adonsa laughed, "What more gifts do you want?" ”

Provence also smiled: "Your legacy." ”

Adonsa raised his head, a trace of madness gathered on his overly pale face, the corners of his mouth cracked directly to the root of his ears, his petal-like lips suddenly turned into a bloody mouth, and the three rows of piranha-like sharp teeth flashed with a terrifying cold light, and it laughed wildly: "Then come on, the first game, fight mosquitoes!" ”

The earth shook as if 10,000 elephants were rushing towards it, and as if the earth itself was terrified by an unpredictable fate.

The crack gradually spread, and in the rumbling sound of terror, countless strange flesh tentacles rose from the ground like towering trees, hovering towards the tired Wyvern Knights in the sky.

Siloya was shocked and hurriedly took off, and three tentacles rolled towards her, but they were cut off by Changhong's fighting energy, and she discovered the true body of these tentacles.

It was a flesh building block made of countless severed limbs, glued together by some kind of blood-red jelly-like substance, and became a terrifying flesh tentacle.

There were also many wriggling limbs on the tentacles that reached into the sky, as if they were pulling out, trying to grasp something.

These tentacles are all composed of the corpses of the demonic beasts that were killed before, and these corpses that used to make people happy when they saw them in the past made Siloya's scalp tingle.

"All, lift-off, lift-off! Retreat to the city walls! "Siloya did not forget to give orders when he was in danger.

For now, the Wyvern Knights had no choice but to retreat to the city walls, relying on massive walls and strong foundations to restrain this terrifying underground monster.

As the tentacles continued to pour out, the corpses of the flying dragons and demons that had been polluted and killed by the arcane were also spliced together and poured into the sky, like a river of blood trying to pollute the pure heavens.

Arcane contamination is powerful, but in the face of such a huge amount of flesh and blood, it can only be helplessly diluted.

She gritted her teeth, trying not to scream, and seized the opportunity to get back into the air.

Constantly dodging and attacking the tentacles of the corpses, the more you move up, the more space is opened, and the faint starlight shines through the dark clouds, and Siloya can fly back to the familiar blue sky and re-lead his dragon knight legion.

But a nightmarish voice fell on her ears: "You are still fifteen and nine meters away from freedom, but the distance between you and hell is negative." ”

Then, a thump slammed into Siroya's head, and she lost consciousness, feeling only a slippery, warm ocean envelop her.

The Wyvern Knights were also shaken when they saw this hellish scene, and the remaining more than 400 Wyvern Knight could only retreat in panic.

But then the thick tentacles of the corpse shot out countless shadows, and the speed was so fast that there was almost no sound on the wyvern.

But when the knight looked at it, he was almost frightened, it was not a bullet, but a hideous little monster like a snail.

The lower limbs are sharp snail shells that dig deep into the scale muscles of the wyvern, and the upper limbs are wriggling soft flesh with small black eyes and sharp six hooked claws.

The little monster made a mocking "hehe-hee-hee", and after a glance at the knight, it quickly drilled into the wyvern's muscles along the snail shell, quickly disappearing into the hollow, leaving only an empty cone shell that led to the wyvern's body.

Then in the knight's desperate eyes, the wyvern struggled desperately, and fell painfully into the sea of blood-red tentacles, countless hands and feet danced, as if welcoming one Wyvern knight after another.

Those huge churning tentacles are like fluff on the stomach of hell.

This is the last demon race, almost modeled after the Adonsa itself, the Mother of Corpses.

It's an experiment in which Adonsa duplicates himself to find the essential difference between himself and other lifeforms, and it's also a very dangerous move, and the slightest mistake can create a second terrifying and crazy monster.

Comparing hearts to hearts, Adonsa doesn't think that the second self will be anything that can talk about it.

Adonsa watched as Siloya and her wyvern fell into the flesh and blood womb woven by the tentacle body, thinking with some nostalgia about the emotions she had finally erupted.

It is a wonderful contrast from heaven to hell in an instant, the aftertaste of hope mixed with the initial despair, neither too sweet nor too sour, to be intoxicating.

Adonsa woke up suddenly.

The after-effects of communicating with the Cancer of All Worlds do not seem to have gone away, leaving Adonsa with many superfluous desires and hallucinations, and even derives pleasure from the strong mood swings of other creatures.

Although it is not usually felt, it will appear like a hallucination at a critical moment.

Adonsa isn't all too averse to this unique experience, but there's more to it than that.

It picked up the communicator that Siloya had dropped and said to the person on the other end, "The second game, the eagle catches the chicken." ”

Provence felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet to the Celestial Spirit, his battle-hardened sixth sense alerting him to the arrival of unprecedented danger.

The sixth sense is the consequence of the deep subconscious of the brain that collects all the information so far through unknown logic, and science cannot fully explain it. The more warriors are, the easier it is to rely on this mysterious and accurate perception.

Provence felt the switch of the adrenal glands turn on completely, as if the gears of the car had been pushed to the bottom, the tires roared and grinded into blackened ruts on the ground, and the excitement of facing a strong enemy made him a little uncalm.

The blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling, and Provence suppressed his excitement and roared: "Fight the boss!" ”