The city of Remet was silent and deserted in the dark night, and the crowd swaying under the cold moon was extremely small under the vast starry sky, and the ancient imperial capital was reflected in a silver color by a little starlight.

Sick waited anxiously outside the garden, he watched as another team of men in black infiltrated the garden, this was already the fifth wave of assassination teams sent by himself, in the past few hours, except for the continuous entry of the submersible team into the garden, there was no news, this small garden was like a bottomless pit, devouring anyone who tried to enter the garden.

Long before coming, Sick had confirmed with the attendants of the other garden that Yi Tian must be in the inner courtyard, and he hadn't gone out for several days, so he sent troops to come on the night of this day, but the facts were slightly different from his guess, these five waves of squads had fifty people, even if it was a big courtyard, these fifty people should always have a reply, but the fact was that they fell into this mysterious sea like a small pebble, and there was no news.

Sick had also thought about entering the search with a large army, but before leaving, the Emperor had also instructed himself to minimize all possible impacts. If he swept his army and searched this palace to the bottom, he might be able to find Yi Tiandang, and the impact would be immeasurable, and the fire required for the search alone would be enough to wake up the nobles and magnates in the entire administrative region, which Emperor Sass did not want to see. After all, the rebellion half a month ago had just been quelled, and the entire imperial capital was currently in an extremely sensitive period.

"Patrol Chief, if it really doesn't work, I'll just take some people and rush in!" replied a sub-commander behind him.

"Fool, do you know all the people you want to get it?" scolded.

"But there's no way to wait!"

"Wait another half an hour, and if there is no news, send another group of people in!" said Sick helplessly.

"Understood. Although the sub-commander was puzzled, he still took this order, but he was still puzzled in his heart, since you have sent so many troops to surround this, why are you afraid of being known by others, isn't it that there are three hundred taels of silver here.

Yi Tian sat upright in the rockery of the inner courtyard, he slowly recalled the forbidden technique that Master Hong had taught him, Qi Shen and the heart, the heart and the eight acupoints, back and forth between each other, palms facing each other, fingertips against each other, Yi Tian closed his eyes, and silently recited the mantra in his mouth.

"Souls wandering in the world, the dead wandering in the human world, return to this land of the dead under my call, and sow your confusion and confusion, hatred and sorrow in this dark place!"

Yi Tian chanted, and as the spell progressed, a strange brilliance gradually emanated around his body, a color that was dark and gray, and with the infusion of magic power, this call from death gradually revealed its power. The energy continued to radiate outward in a circle, and the place it passed through was barren and withered, at first it was just the flowers and plants on the side of the rockery withering, and then the situation became more and more serious, the moss on the stone turned to green ash, the green grass by the pond turned into dead roots, and the flowers by the river withered and withered in batches

The birds in the trees turned to bones in an instant............

All of this, the creatures of nature were powerless in the face of this force of death, and in an instant all life was lost, and the whole garden and even the whole back court were now plunged into a gray and black atmosphere, which was a dull, oppressive, uncontrollable feeling.....................

"Lord of Darkness, use my blood as a contract, borrow your strong willpower, and control everything here!" Yi Tian sat under the rockery and chanted from beginning to end, this long spell continued, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept dripping down Yi Tian's forehead.

After a blade, blood splattered, and the heavy smell of blood permeated the narrow rockery, and the blood red pulsed, "Give you my blood, please give me your power, big puppet technique, activate the !!" After chanting the last spell, a mouthful of black blood spurted out of Yi Tian's mouth.

The moment the spell ended, the gray and black power condensed in the back court began to fluctuate, Yi Tian soothed Ming Ling with difficulty, and the endless spiritual power instantly poured into his body, and suddenly Yi Tian felt that his body was suddenly clear, which was an unprecedented feeling.

The power of gray and black began its journey of expanding the territory with the support of pure spiritual power, and in an instant, it invaded the entire annex, and suddenly the entire annex fell into a gloom, the original emerald green environment, the dim candle flame, and the inky black starry sky all turned into a single gray and black at this moment, and an indescribable sense of depression filled the entire annex.

After the fall of the other garden, the five waves of infiltrators who originally infiltrated it suffered from it, the first two batches were lucky because they were knocked unconscious by Yi Tian, and the three groups of people who infiltrated one after another were unlucky. The breath of death swallowed these thirty people in an instant, in this endless depression, no one could resist the call of death, they were controlled by death one after another, the godless and dull eyes, the stiff limbs predicted their miserable situation, so far, the big puppet technique has begun.

Yi Tian walked out slowly with the help of the rockery, the consumption of huge spiritual power and magic power made him unable to straighten his waist, and the Ming Ling between his fingers was shining with dazzling orange light at this moment, and the endless pure spiritual power kept spreading outward from Ming Ling.

Gray sky, gray earth, everything is gray, Yi Tian is like a god of death emitting the light of the dead at this moment, and everywhere he goes is the breath of death. He moved his body with difficulty, and walked towards the outer courtyard, Yi Tian knew that he would not be able to last long with such a high-consumption and high-backlash magic, if it weren't for the support of Ming Ling, he would probably be eaten back before he finished reciting the spell, and now for himself, time is life, and he must seize this limited time to escape from this mortal place as soon as possible.

Sick stared at the garden in front of him in a daze, why did this garden look a little different from what he saw before? I don't know what's wrong, anyway, as time goes by, this garden has become more and more weird, and it has been a while since the fifth wave of submariners infiltrated, and then Sick was surprised to find that something seemed to be spreading in the center of the garden, and soon the garden seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog.

Hey, the weather is obviously very good, looking up at the dark starry sky and the bright moon hanging high, Sick's heart is one

Uneasiness arises spontaneously.

"How long has it been since the latest group of Runners went?"

"It's been less than half an hour since I returned to the Patrolman. ”

Obviously he felt as if it had been a long time and why it was only half an hour, Sick was a little confused at the moment, in fact, as early as a few minutes ago, the breath of the dead had quietly infiltrated the patrol army outside the garden, and at this time it was not only Sick who was confused, but even his subordinates and most of the patrol soldiers fell into a state of introspection, they kept asking themselves where they were, why they were here, who were they, everything was developing in an uncontrollable direction.

No! Sick banged his head, he couldn't be wrong, he must have been lying to me, yes! That's it! Sick pulled the adjutant next to him and roared, "Say! Are you lying to me!! You go back to my !!"

The adjutant looked at the crazy patrol chief in front of him in fear, this is already the third crazy person he will meet, the previous two soldiers who tried to attack him have been killed by himself, but this person in front of him is the patrol chief! No, I can't do this, the adjutant kept struggling in vain to ask for Sik's entanglement, but it was his desperate struggle that touched Sik's crazy nerves, and the dagger in his hand stabbed into the adjutant's abdomen at once, the adjutant looked at the abdomen that was constantly spurting blood, and the resentment in his eyes, Remorse keeps emerging, shouldn't I be soft-hearted..................

The smell of blood in the air seemed to stimulate the patrol soldiers outside the annex, and under the bewitchment of the breath of the dead, they raised their blades, spears, swords, and battle axes slashed at the people around them, and the roars and screams suddenly resounded throughout the administrative district.

In the bloody Gu killing, the gray courtyard darkness that originally covered the annex finally broke through the limit of the scope and gradually penetrated into the entire administrative area, the dark blue starry sky was gradually covered by a layer of mist, and the little starlight was slowly replaced by the gray.

Dragging the heavy body Yi Tian finally came to the gate of the garden, at this time the street has already become Shura Purgatory, where the visible severed fingers and broken arms are piled up all over the street, the blood that gathered into a small river, the entire street entrance was drowned, and the patrol soldiers who have survived to this day are still fighting with their hearts, they are either missing half of their arms, or half of their long legs, or their heads have been cut off a small half, even so they are still desperately slashing each other, where madness, blood, and death have become the main theme.

Sick held the head of the lieutenant and laughed loudly, "Who else! Who else dares to lie to me!!!I am the king here!!" Crazy he set his eyes on the next target, but unfortunately this person was Yi Tian who had just retreated from the other garden.

At this time, the weak Yi Tian saw someone rushing towards him without hesitation, and a super impact burst out from Ming Ling, blasting Sik dozens of meters away with just one shot.

Sick roared miserably, he watched his right hand that was folded 180 degrees and kept screaming, after being directly hit by the huge impact, only one tendon of the entire right hand was still attached to the forearm at the moment, and the bloody wrist and the white bones of the son looked terrifying.

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