Hurriedly did not answer Ennuen's question directly, but turned his head to look in the direction that was supposed to come down the mountain, where more and more chaotic voices could be heard clearly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, no matter how noisy these sounds are, they are always at a fixed distance from this cemetery. It's like a birdsong in the mountains and forests, you can hear it, but you can't see where it is.

"It's really an enviable thing that a hellish being can use skills unscrupulously in the real world."

Ennuen broke the calm and at the same time freed himself from embarrassment, saying, "Don't worry about the punishment of Yggdrasil, and it won't be weakened. ”

Hurriedly turned his head to look at Ennoon, and was about to say something, when the corner of his eye suddenly jumped slightly, and he stopped moving. She tilted her head slightly, as if listening to something, and seeing her action, even Du Ruoxi stopped moving.

Hurriedly raised his right hand, quickly made a large number of gestures, and used a skilled sign language that even Du Ruoxi was surprised by, indicating that something unusual had happened in this black mist.

The three Trialists had already infiltrated the black fog just now. They didn't move too fast, but looking at their hurried expressions, you could probably guess that these three people acted very resolutely. In other words, the three trialists were not too bothered, they seemed to have determined the direction of their actions, and the place where the cuckoos were was the target of the three trialists.

Although she didn't understand why Hurry used such an ancient trialist sign language, Du Ruoxi quickly made a judgment, and she re-"translated" the meaning of Hurry in sign language, and kept everyone absolutely quiet.

On the other hand, after hastily lowering his arm, the black fog around this clearing fluctuated slightly. It's like there's a breeze blowing, and a lot of smoke is starting to thin out. Strangely, although these fogs have become so thin, the line of sight between people is greatly obscured.

Even vampires like Sylvia, who have an innate bonus in night vision, are gradually unable to see what other people look like. Not only that, but even Sylvia's perception system has been greatly disturbed, hearing, smell, and even intuition are constantly becoming dull, and the words of those people outside have repeatedly become dreams in distant worlds here.

It was like the feeling of a sleeping person in a dream, faintly audible, vaguely visible, but these things seemed to be a whole world away from themselves.

In this clearing, no one moved, but the mist created the illusion that they were slowly dissipating, and the real faces became turbulent under the influence of the mist, giving the space a sense of unreality.

There is no need to be reminded in a hurry, everyone can know what Hell Maiden is doing, she is using this method to interfere with the perception of the three trialists who have infiltrated outside, and make the trialists outside lose their purpose.

Three trialists weren't too much of a problem for a few people here, and if they couldn't defeat them immediately, at least they wouldn't be defeated. It's just that this kind of battle will soon cause more trouble like a snowball ball, and before Xiao Yan returns to the real world, the less trouble the better.

For this reason, even Du Ruoxi couldn't help but raise his hand to make a gesture of praise to Hurry, but at this time, Hurry was closing his eyes tightly, controlling the flow of breath, so this kind of praise was meaningless to Hurry.

Everyone fell silent, and the frequency and intensity of their breathing were reduced as much as possible, which made the whole venue even more silent. The fog had completely dispersed in this space, and the faint black fog that seemed thin had darkened the world in Sylvia's eyes.

All she could see was the swirling mist that changed shape because of her breathing, but beyond that, everything else about her companions and reality was deeply hidden.

Level 1 fog can't do this, no, Sylvia shook her head, being able to interfere with her who is already level 4, such a fog must be at least level 3 or so. In other words, that Hell Maiden is at least level 7!?

This judgment made Sylvia even more confused, 7 hell life will definitely not appear in the real world, even if it is level 6 or above, other world life will be blocked in the outer part of the world created by Yuktra Hill first.

Sylvia has some vague information, knowing that some otherworldly beings will be allowed to survive in the real world by Yggdrasil, but it will definitely not include otherworldly beings such as Hell Life, which have a potential hatred for ordinary humans and may cause damage to the real world.

As for the level 7 hell life, it will be closely monitored by Yggtra Hill, and it will not be ignored like now. Obviously, this is called a hastily girl with a maximum level of 5, but there is a way to increase her fog control ability by one level.

These judgments made Sylvia feel a little relieved when she was slightly distracted. No matter who the alien trialists who come here are, they will never exceed level 6. On the base, at the same stage level, just the level gap, so that this person's ability to distinguish this kind of fog will not be too much higher than that of Sylvia at level 4. The perception system that can confuse Sylvia will undoubtedly interfere with the perception system of the offender.

Sure enough, about five or six minutes later, the quiet environment was suddenly disrupted by a crisp sound. It was the sound of a tree branch being trampled on, and in the faint fog, it sounded clearer and more frightening.

After a "click", Sylvia could clearly hear a low "oh" from someone, followed by a few hazy voices, as if discussing something. Then, a sound of footsteps began to slowly appear at the edge of the field, and began to walk towards the center of the field. However, this fog obviously also caused a lot of disturbance to the visitors, and the target could not be seen in the pre-calculated distance, which made the visitors feel confused and annoyed.

Sylvia struggled to let herself listen to it, a feeling that reminded her of a trial world she had been in. It seems to be the Aztec world of trials, in that world of trials full of dangers, there used to be a rainforest environment, and in the middle of the night, this fog that could not see the environment and even the senses were blocked.

"It's strange that they're not here, they were here just now, I'm sure!"

It was a man's voice, but it was so faint that Sylvia couldn't tell who her opponent was, even with all her hearing.

She only knew that the other party should not be Chinese, and that the strangely pronounced English always had a chilling sound in it, as if there was a sharp saw in the other party's throat that was filing bones.

It wasn't a good feeling, and Sylvia could feel the pain in her body at the words, and though it was only heard in a hazy way, the voice brought Sylvia a bad memory.

"They may have gone, and we will find out, and we will find out, that's all."

Another man's voice replied in a low voice, and after a pause, the man continued, "It's not hard to understand how to create a huge fog that blocks our view and then calmly leaves. ”

"Don't they want the companion who joined the Yggdrasil?"

"How do you know that that companion of theirs hasn't returned?"

The two men in the mist had a brief argument, and before the sound of this quarrel began to grow louder and completely reveal their identities, a woman's voice suddenly sounded: "Be quiet, you two, if you don't want everyone to know, then be silent enough." We move on, and even if these people are gone, it doesn't hurt us. We're here, and access points aren't really what we need. ”

When the woman's voice appeared, it was already very close to Sylvia, so that although it was still as faint as before, Sylvia could hear the woman's voice very clearly.

It's her?!

An answer struck Sylvia's mind like lightning, and it not only stunned her, but also began to involuntarily develop a sense of fear.

If there is anyone in this world, among the trialists of the same level, who can make Sylvia feel such a heartfelt sense of fear. In addition to Li Ruran, who never looked at the life of the trialist and only served his own goals regardless of whether he was friend or foe, there was also a woman who was in the center of this field, lightly issuing orders.

From the American Trialists Association, a Level 4 Trialist known as the "Golden Cage", Luisa Lilica.

This is a woman who doesn't care about her own life, to be exact, a crazy but purposeless woman, she doesn't know where her future lies, she doesn't have any goals.

Because of this, once she has her own goal, she will suddenly entangle it like a forest worm, and try everything to make herself accomplish this goal. Even if the process might kill Luisa, she didn't care, and as for the others, she didn't care about it completely.

As some people have said, Luisa became a trialist only because the various trials worlds could provide her with a variety of goals that she had never been able to achieve before. And it is to accomplish these goals that she has lived to this day.

It has been twelve years since she became a trialist, and Luisa has always only hovered around level 4, not because she has completed too few trial worlds, but because there are too many companions who "die because of her" in the trial world, and she is constantly punished by Yugtrahir. (To be continued.)