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However, Finney didn't feel a trace of burning or pain, she only felt a cold to the bone.

The cold, which seemed to freeze her body, continued to penetrate through her forehead, and Finney's teeth trembled, and she couldn't think, as if this cold had frozen her brain.

"Hypnos, connect to the abyss of negative will. ”

Lin Yuan waved his hand and threw the soldering iron in his hand to Kirk, who was watching.

Kirk took the soldering iron and held it in both hands.

"Kirk, take a good look at what is next, this fortress will be handed over to you in the future, you have to remember how to make the spell cannon. ”

After Lin Yuan gave a command, he chanted the key incantation that activated this core.

Short but complex incantations rang out in a spherical confined space.

The sacrificial stone platform where Finnie was located gradually emerged a circle of magic arrays.

A magic circle made of incantations.

The time was ripe, Lin Yuan grinned.

"Apostle of hope, bear the endless curse of mankind!"

In the hollow beneath the platform, an eerie sound sounded.

It was as if something was boiling, and something was pouring out.

The immortal under the stone pillar changed the rhythm of the handbell and slightly increased the speed of shaking.

Bite.

Cha.

In response to this crisp sound, there was a boiling tumbling sound that grew louder and louder.

Something, appeared on the edge of the platform.

Black silt at that time.

Boiling black sludge.

The thick, slimy mud exudes a sweet and enticing aroma that attracts the ignorant to smoke it.

The people on the platform were indifferent, and they who knew the true face of this kind of mud would not be confused by this kind of aroma.

Silt poured out of the cavity below, spreading across the ritual platform.

The mud surged to the feet of everyone on the platform, but it did not touch anyone, and automatically avoided everyone's bodies.

Except for Lin Yuan.

"O Holy Virgin Phine, how much hope can you bear from the negative thoughts of mankind?

Lin Yuan trampled on the sludge all over the ground, splashing countless manifestations of negative thoughts.

An endless stream of black silt climbed up to the central altar.

Frightened, Finney struggled with the last of her strength, trying to dodge the approaching pitch-black matter.

However, this is doomed to be in vain.

Pitch-black mud wrapped around Finney's body, gradually covering her entire body.

The black mud that boiled and bubbled invaded Finney's features, invading her body through all the openings in her body.

"Goo...... Woo...... Yes...... Wow......"

Finney let out a suffocating gasp, her body convulsing and shaking up and down.

Gradually, countless silt piled up on Fini's body, and soon her body was no longer visible, and there was only a spherical black mass on the altar.

"Huh, are you still resisting? That's good. ”

Standing on top of the mud all over the ground, Lin Yuan smiled happily.

"Hehe, it's just, how long can you endure it, how long can you fight, how long can you hold on? Let me wait and see. ”

He grinned toothily, with joy and excitement on the side.

"In addition to human desires, I have also piled up all the negative thoughts of human beings collected in the dream realm in that abyss, the darkness generated by millions of people, endless despair, desire, negativity, dissatisfaction, resentment, loneliness, pain, fear, sorrow, and many more, the negative darkness that cannot be expressed in words, how much can the human individual hold these things?"

The boiling mud continued to pour out of the abyss of thought, like waves of water, towards the altar on the platform.

The pitch-black ball that Finney had formed, absorbing streams of silt, grew in size and then rose from the ground and floated above the platform.

The suspended pitch-black ball tugged at the longing sludge on the ground and rolled into the air, continuing to absorb the composition of the dirt.

"By the way, throw those two things in there as well. ”

Lin Yuan stretched out his hand and grabbed two clumps of magic power in the illusionary dream realm.

"Isn't the power of anger and hatred just right to be part of the spell?"

The power magic that was imprisoned by the dream realm was forcibly stuffed into the pitch-black sphere by Lin Yuan, causing a violent boiling and spewing out a lot of negative silt.

The aggregate of negative thoughts quickly calmed down and continued to absorb the vast amount of pitch-black sludge on the ground.

It was as if the mud that never stopped, and after a long time, finally stopped coming out.

The dark silt of negative thoughts condensed on the platform and no longer flowed.

"Ah, is it saturated?"

Lin Yuan smiled softly and looked up at the pitch-black ball on the ritual platform, this thing had stopped absorbing the silt.

The collection of the curse, after fusing a large number of negative thoughts, was already ten meters in size.

"It's finally done, spell bomb. ”

Lin Yuan breathed in the filth of the pitch-black spell in the air, and his face was full of happy smiles.

"Hahahahahahaha! Then let's launch it and try it! Let me see what kind of power the collection of countless people's filthy thoughts is!"

In the confined space, countless twisted incantations appeared on the inner walls, emitting a dark light.

Lin Yuan said the last key word loudly.

All the otherworldly spells erupted with an intense dark brilliance.

"A cursed bullet with billions of spells!"

The space is shaking, the atmosphere is fluctuating, and the whole world seems to be dyed with an indelible darkness.

"Add new scars to the world, destroy it, corrode it, and envelop it all in a spell that never goes away!"

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Pang Heng noticed that the ground was shaking slightly.

He hurriedly checked the source of the anomaly, and saw that the fortress that had just been magically constructed was changing form.

“...... What?"

The square core of the fortress, the first half of which was separated from the left and right in the shock, opened a large gap.

Then, in the bottomless hole, a long pipe was built.

It was a huge long tube more than fifty meters long, which was constantly rising from the ground, and finally the whole thing appeared completely and was fixed to the ground.

When the soldiers in the barracks saw this thing suddenly appear, they were all attracted and stared blankly at the huge object.

"It's ...... Barrel?"

Seeing the fixed fort that appeared in front of him, Pang Heng took a breath, and he remembered what Hera had said not long ago.

He knew the design of the fortress and what it should look like, but this huge fixed turret was not on the blueprints.

"Is Lin Yuan's hidden structure!"

After the appearance of the fixed turret, the vibrations from the fortress became louder and louder, and the loud and piercing concussions spread through the air at the same time.

At the rear of the fortress, several huge pipes connected to the lake, and at this moment, these pipes began to function as they should, pumping out a large amount of water from the lake and filling it into the interior of the fortress.

The huge fixed turret, the base slowly turns to the left, and the barrel is also adjusting the long angle, which has increased by a few points.

Then, above the muzzle of the cannon, a magic array emerged.

A magic circle made of twisted words.

A magic array that emitted an incomprehensible black light.

Seeing this magic array, Pang Heng suddenly felt a feeling of discomfort in his body, and a feeling of nausea came from his chest.

"Uh......h ...... vomit"

Among the soldiers beside Pang Heng, several of them were lying on the ground, vomiting uncomfortably, and the rest of the soldiers were also in pain and would fall to the ground at any time.

The soldiers of the entire barracks felt unwell at the same time, which made Pang Heng immediately understand that this was the consequence of witnessing that magic array.

"The whole army obeys the order! Bow your head quickly! Don't look at that fort!"

Pang Hengqiang endured the vomiting sensation in his body and shouted loudly with all his might.

The soldiers quickly lowered their heads, and some even closed their eyes and stopped looking at the object that would make them uncomfortable.

The Four-Armed Clan's Aaron Murrow, the only one present who didn't feel uncomfortable, was roaming around, assisting a few of the soldiers who had fainted, carrying them to the rear to rest.

A sweet smell suddenly filled the air.

Pang Heng smelled this extremely sweet and greasy taste, felt dizzy, and almost didn't fall down.

"It's ...... What ......"

He struggled to support his body, forcibly turned his neck in disgust and resistance, and looked at the fortress not far away.

On the muzzle of the fixed casemate, a large black sphere appeared.

Pang Hengqing's muscles burst out, and he almost wanted to vomit, and the black sphere, with something instinctively disgusting, was disgusting just by looking at it.

Countless distorted words flickered on the black sphere, and the magic array that emitted a dark light was spinning rapidly.

After an indescribable, eerie sound, the stationary turret fired, and after a dazzling black light, the black sphere was shot into the distant sky.

The black orb pulled out of the dark trail and disappeared into the sky.

At the same time, the fortress on the ground emitted a large amount of water vapor, cooling the fixed battery with the freshly pumped lake water, and dispersing the huge heat of the entire fortress.

In the steam-filled realm, Pang Heng overcame the uncomfortable feeling, and his eyes followed the black sphere until he could no longer see the disgusting object.

"That direction...... Is it ......?"

Pang Heng felt that he already knew Lin Yuan's true purpose.

The direction in which the black sphere disappears is southeast.

Over there, it is where the power of the powerful is located.