A few years ago, when Zhang Xitong and Song Guangmei were in a car accident, Zhang Longchu was playing games with his friends in the community park, that is to say, he had never witnessed the scene of his parents' corpses on the street on Central Avenue, and the hallucinations just now were just imaginations in his mind after the tragedy, according to the plot provided by the police.

However, even if reason knows that everything is illusory, the death of his parents is still the biggest flaw in the character of the precocious and strong Zhang Longchu, and if the tragedy in the illusion does not come to an abrupt end at the last moment, let him see the tragic death of his parents with his own eyes, maybe it will really make him have a mental breakdown.

And because of this serious impact, even though Zhang Longchu's consciousness had been out of the control of the statue, he still couldn't care about being in the jungle for a while, and he fell to the ground weakly, panting heavily, and finally came back to his senses for a long time.

But even so, when he recalled what happened in the illusion, he still felt a pain in his heart, and tears were about to pour out of his eyes, so he could only shake his head vigorously and turn his mind elsewhere to suppress this heartbreaking sourness.

After a long time, his mood finally stabilized, and Zhang Longchu stood up and looked at the storage box of the mechanical dog, and found that the lead box that was still in his hand just now had fallen into the storage box.

At this moment, a white mist that was so light that it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye was seeping out of the box, and it was constantly swarming like a moth to a fire, and it was constantly rushing to the strange object disguised as a backpack on the side.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Longchu was startled, a thought flashed in his mind, hesitated, gritted his teeth and stretched out a finger, and gently touched the white mist gushing out of the lead box.

In an instant, he felt that the experience of not long ago was repeated, and it was dark in front of him, and then a thousand swirling colors bloomed.

Fortunately, there was preparation in his heart this time, and at the moment when his mind was about to fall into a state of chaos, Zhang Longchu bit the tip of his tongue with all his might, and retracted his fingers with severe pain, and in an instant, everything around him returned to normal.

"I'm going to hallucinate and it's all the ghosts of this lead box, no, according to Mike, it should be the idol in the box that affects my spirit," after getting rid of the illusion, Zhang Longchu looked down at the lead box with palpitations, and secretly thought: "By the way, he also said that it was because of the influence of the idol that the 'Black' would fall, I thought it was ridiculous at the time, and now it seems that it is really very possible."

If it weren't for the strange object backpack that inexplicably absorbed all the strange things released by the statue just now, I'm afraid my ending wouldn't be too good, hey, what does this feel like...", just thinking about it, suddenly a wonderful feeling hit his heart, guiding Zhang Longchu to unconsciously turn his mind and enter the world of strange things.

As soon as he felt that he was suspended in the air, he immediately clearly felt that in addition to the four elemental energies of wind, earth, fire, and water that the world of strange things would inevitably contribute every day, there was also a mysterious power that had never appeared before, lingering around him.

"Cultivating the growth of the world of strange things is like playing a guessing game, and there are always accidents.

This unknown energy has never appeared before, it seems that it should be the 'strange thing' absorbing the white mist released by the lead box and transforming it, but unfortunately I don't know what the purpose is..."Zhang Longchu tried to control this mysterious power with his will as if he was dominating elemental energy, but found that it was not controlled at all, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

However, the Chinese people have the gene of saving 'for emergencies' in their bones since ancient times, and they pay attention to taking precautions, so he thought about it for a while and made a somewhat despicable decision, "But it's useless now, it's not under my control, it doesn't mean that it will be the same in the future, it's better to have more power than one less in the world of strange things."

It seems that the results of the sacrifice of all the members of the Millican Air Force Independent Division cannot be handed over to the federal military. Thinking of this, Zhang Longchu once again turned his mind to return to reality from the world of strange things, turned into a giant wolf and waited for the white mist to no longer gush out of the lead box, and used his claws to cut the tin seal of the lead box, and after turning into a human form, he carefully opened the box gently.

The lead box contained only a pyramid carved out of wood, and when taken out, it revealed that the pyramid had abstract human faces carved in blue, yellow, red, and green on three sides and at the bottom.

"This idol is too weird, is it possible that the gods of the 'Blue Whale Plane' all have triangular bodies..."Curiously fiddling with the idol a few times, Zhang Longchu secretly opened his strange object backpack, put the wooden pyramid into it, covered the backpack, closed the storage box, turned into a giant wolf again, and walked towards the direction where the chlorophyll base was located with the mechanical dog.

At the same time, in the depths of the jungle of the 'Blue Whale Plane', thousands of kilometers away from Zhang Longchu, more than a dozen strange people with snow-white skin and half of their cheeks tattooed with hills, rivers, jungles, and so on suddenly stopped.

Among them, a young man with three-dimensional facial features full of three-dimensional beauty, looking like a statue of a bodybuilder male god in ancient Greece, muttered: "The breath of the holy relic is gone again, and Fan Tuosi went to prepare a new sacrifice." His voice was flickering, and the temple patterns tattooed on his face appeared from time to time, with an indescribable ghostly atmosphere.

Hearing the young man's command, a man on his right, who was not tall but as strong as a mountain, whispered, "Yes, Lord Emerson." He bowed his head and walked deeper into the jungle.

As the man moved, the dirt of the woodland wrapped around his ankles like a snake and climbed upward, turning into armor and blades, and by the time he disappeared into the forest, he was fully armed.

Seven or eight minutes after the big man entered the jungle, a wild roar of fierce beasts and the sound of fighting suddenly sounded in the forest, and came to an abrupt end at the most intense moment, and after a while, he walked out of the dense forest with a half-man-high heart in his hands, which was still beating like a man.

"Avantea, begin the blood sacrifice." Looking at the huge beast heart, Emerson showed a satisfied expression, and quietly waited for Fan Tuosi to kneel down on one knee in front of him and speak.

As soon as the words fell, a rickety old man with pure white hair standing on his left hand side immediately responded respectfully, "Yes." He stepped forward, grabbed a handful of black powder from his sleeve, and sprinkled it on the beast's heart.

At the moment when the powder came into contact with the heart of the giant beast, the beast's heart, which had been beating non-stop, suddenly became withered and rotten like a leaf in the autumn wind, and a layer of turbid red blood rose from it.

Seeing the blood qi being forced out of the heart of the giant beast, Emerson recited the mysterious magic in his mouth, and a layer of white flesh gradually grew on his eyes, looking at the blood mist that fluttered into the night sky, his voice became more and more intense and sharp, and his body began to slowly shake with the rhythm.

After a few minutes, the blood and qi dissipated, and he slowly stopped the spell without gaining anything, and was silent for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice: "The holy relic has been sealed, and I can't sense its existence until the next 'tide'."

It seems that the invaders who should have been crushed into meat sauce by the boulders have begun to offend the realm of the gods, which is, it is extremely dangerous and must not be allowed, even if we all die in battle, this desecration must be stopped! ”

"That's exactly what we're hoping for, Master Emerson." Hearing this, the surrounding Qianmian monsters crawled on the ground at the same time, answering in unison.

"Very well, since you all have this kind of awareness, then come with me, let's go to the place where the holy relic is sealed and see what we can find." Looking down at the warriors and wizards who were clustered at his feet like blooming petals, Emerson's pale face regained a little blood, nodded with satisfaction, clenched his fists, and said in a deep voice.

After that, he levitated with his feet off the ground and flew into the dense forest, and the other Qianmasked monsters who were crawling on the ground at the same time also got up in unison, and rushed into the dense forest together along the trajectory of Emerson's flight.

This group of people have extraordinary abilities, and they can move extremely fast, and they can travel thousands of kilometers every day, and it only took a few days to find the crashed 'Black', and then, relying on Emerson's amazing vision, they also found the lead box abandoned by Zhang Longchu in the jungle.

It's a pity that all the efforts they have made at this time have been in vain, just because the target they are looking for is no longer in the 'Blue Whale Plane', but with the new master, they have crossed the plane and come to Los Angeles.

A week ago, the first venture into the heteroplane jungle to perform a bounty mission allowed Zhang Longchu to earn 144,000 meters and harvest a mysterious idol, which also allowed him to personally understand the horror of dimensional exploration.

After rationally assessing his strength, under the circumstance that all the three Heroic Spirit Warriors were scrapped in one adventure and lost their useful soldiers, Zhang Longchu felt that if he continued to enter the forest alone, instead of forming a team to carry out the bounty mission, the risk was really amazing.

But finding a suitable expedition partner is not a simple matter, and his vacation is only six days in total, so after thinking about it, Zhang Longchu finally decided to end this expedition early, and wait until his strange world grows again and can create stronger Heroic Spirit Warriors.

In his mind, according to his hunch, as long as he devoured a maximum of three or four souls, he could complete the expansion of the strange world again, which should be an easy condition to achieve.

Unexpectedly, after returning to Los Angeles, after a few months, Zhang Longchu didn't even devour a single soul.

But if you think about it, it's normal, after all, ordinary people living in cities may never have the opportunity to see the corpse of the same kind in their lifetime unless their relatives and friends die.

What's more, the soul that can be devoured by Zhang Longchu still has strict restrictions, and the time of death can't be too long, once there is no accident around, he is unwilling to commit murder in order to devour the soul, and it is natural to be unable to complete the growth of strange things for a while, which seems simple, but it is quite vicious when you think about it.