Although the surrounding environment has not changed, Cyril feels that there is something unusual around him, because this place is so evil, Cyril now has to look carefully left and right every few steps, for fear that a monster will suddenly pop out of nowhere and tear himself in half. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Flipping the prop that Waterman had made for himself, Cyril sighed helplessly, and then said to himself, "Is this really useful? Why hasn't it been so long since I found a metal object around?"

It's been almost an hour since they were separated from the other three, but in those hours, Cyril hadn't found anything. Neither until the search nor the use of the props in his hand to find anything, he was unable to find anything related to the treasure.

Not to mention the items related to the treasure, in this hour, he didn't even find a single piece of metalwork, not even the fake treasure chest before.

"Wait...... Anyway, it's a little strange to not see anything related to metal in an hour in such a big jungle......"

When he was searching for objects with the other three of them, Wattef would check for metal around him almost every two minutes, but he would roughly judge the size of the metal before deciding whether to dig it or not.

Moreover, when they searched everywhere at that time, they could also see more or less broken weapons and armor on the ground.

Squinting slightly, Cyril received the half-fist-sized dial in his hand into his subspace bracelet.

If this place is really enchanted by some powerful creature, as he thought, then it's normal that this kind of search items and skills don't work.

Pretending to continue the search, Cyril thought with some concern: "However, if it is really a powerful creature, then why did it set up this enchantment? If it can set up this kind of enchantment that can completely isolate space, then it must be quite easy to kill me......"

Just as Cyril was thinking about it, he suddenly saw a looming figure in front of him.

Although I can't see the physiognomy of the figure, just looking at the general image and height should be a human or a subhuman.

Clenching his fists slightly, Cyril cautiously took a few steps to the side before hiding behind a towering tree.

Suddenly he saw a mysterious shadow, and he didn't want to appear in front of that guy before he was sure whether it was friend or foe.

"That's it, this is the treasure that the navy said!" I didn't expect that Cyril had just hid, and a clear male voice suddenly came from the side of the fog, but the content of his words was more interesting than his voice.

Leaning forward slightly, Cyril looked at the new figures that had emerged, and the two figures were holding something in their hands and exchanging ideas enthusiastically.

This was not the time to be a virgin, and Cyril stepped on his feet and rushed towards the two figures at great speed.

The distance between Cyril and the two figures was not too far, about two or three hundred meters.

Before the two of them could react, Cyril was behind them as he sprinted with all his might.

After only thinking about it for a second, Cyril made up his mind, if he wanted to kill people directly, it was indeed a bit excessive, he planned to communicate with these two guys properly, if they were willing to hand over the treasure, then he couldn't spare their lives.

"Hey, hand over what you're holding," Cyril said to the two guys in front of him with their backs to him, as he stood firm.

After saying this, Cyril realized that something seemed to be wrong with the two people in front of him, and the two people with their backs to him were wearing black clothes.

Not only are there no patterns on the clothes, but the upper and lower clothes are still connected, and the most surprising thing is that their black hair seems to be integrated with the clothes.

The figure on the left, looking like an object, moved slightly, only to see him stiffly turn around, and then stare at Cyril.

The first time he saw this guy's appearance, Cyril's face immediately became very ugly.

The figure that turned around and was facing him had no facial features, and its exposed skin was all pure black.

And what he was holding in his hand was not a golden treasure chest, but a human head that was still dripping blood, and although his face was covered in blood, Cyril still vaguely recognized that it was Jeff's head.

"Is this what you want? Here you go!" said the shadow, holding up its bloodied head in its hand as it looked like it was going to give it to Cyril.

Taking a deep breath, Cyril took a step back, the scene suddenly becoming a little terrifying made him a little unresponsive for a moment, but after a few deep breaths, he had barely calmed down.

Two dark black flames burned with his hands, and Cyril took an attack stance, and then said solemnly, "What the hell are you guys?"

After seeing the two burning black flames in Cyril's hands, the black shadow holding Jeff's head said with interest: "Ahhhh Also, you should respect me, I'm not a 'thing', I'm ...... God!"

It feels like his brain is going to stop, and although Cyril will never believe that this guy is a god, he is definitely an extremely powerful creature.

After all, he was the first creature not to be surprised to see Cyril's magical power with a certain nature of sinful mud.

Barely holding his composure, Cyril took a deep breath and said, "Don't be kidding, how can something like you be a god? ”

For the first time, the black shadow's face, which was as black as ink and had no facial features, showed a smile that was completely pure white, as if someone had drawn a big smile on his face with a pen stained with white ink.

"Interesting, if nothing else, you're the first person who is so weak in your own right, but you don't immediately go crazy when you see my true being, it's really interesting. ”

As he spoke, the black shadow threw aside the head of Jeff he was holding in his hand, and then he beckoned, and the other figure that had been facing away from Cyril just now turned into a black air flow and merged into the body of the black shadow who claimed to be a god.

Moving his arms slightly, the shadow lowered his arms, and the white smile on his face vanished.

"What? are you still going to continue fighting me?" Dark Shadow asked with some surprise when he found that Cyril was still in an attacking stance, without the slightest intention of escaping.

To be honest, Cyril is now starting to believe what the Black Shadow says, and when facing this guy, Cyril feels like he is shaking all over his body, and it is not easy for him to stay standing.

The reason why he didn't run away was because his legs were slightly weak, and if he turned around at this time, he would probably fall directly to the ground.

"What's the matter? This guy puts a lot more pressure on me than Diablo, it's like ......."

"It's like the deepest instinct of a creature is telling you not to make a move, isn't it?" The dark shadow standing across from Cyril suddenly said this, and with a single word, Cyril's innermost thoughts were shattered.

"No kidding! I won't be afraid of you! What did you do with Waterf?" and though he was terrified, Cyril was still holding on to the defeat.

"Oh, what did you say about those three people? I deliberately left my hand, I only took off the head of the gentleman you just saw, and the remaining two must have escaped. ”

After hearing Cyril's slightly relieved voice, the dark shadow smiled again, and he said with malice, "Of course, provided that they are not buried in the mouths of my dependents. ”

Cyril didn't know what it was, after all, he hadn't seen another creature on this island, and he felt that his legs were not so weak, Cyril moved his legs lightly and took a step back slightly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, the black shadow immediately spoke: "What's the matter, boy, aren't you going to fight?

Gritting his teeth slightly, the biggest reason why Cyril didn't want to fight was not because of the inexplicable pressure this mysterious black shadow gave him, but because he was not afraid of his own strength at all, which made Cyril have a very bad feeling.

Magic corrupted by the mud of sin has extremely powerful properties, the most notable of which is that it is intensely oppressive to any living being.

Cyril had tried, as long as he faced an ordinary demonic beast and slightly released his magic power, even if the magic level of the two sides was on the same level, the demonic beast standing opposite him and confronting him would immediately be frightened and his limbs would weaken, and incontinence was a normal thing.

Even when Gabriela had told Cyril not to use this power, Cyril could detect a hint of jealousy in her words.

Only this dark shadow in front of him, he was not afraid of his terrifying and powerful magic at all, and the only thought was that he found it interesting.

Probably sensing that Cyril wasn't fighting, the shadow gently touched his chin, and then he suddenly reached into his body and pulled out something stained with black liquid.

However, despite the black liquid stained on the object, Cyril could still make out what it looked like, and it was a small treasure chest made of pure gold.

"This is what you're looking for, and if you don't want to fight, I'll corrupt it completely. ”

Sensing that Cyril was already a little shaken, the dark shadow added one last fire to him: "By the way, by the way. The vicinity of this island is covered by my barrier, and there is absolutely no way to get out of here without defeating me. ”