The place had apparently experienced a fierce battle not long ago, and the house at the center of the battle had been reduced to rubble. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A hand reached out from the rubble, and Lynch, who looked embarrassed, struggled out of the rubble.

I don't know if it's because of my profession, the lightning ball that exploded didn't cause too much damage to himself, that is, a little shock wave tortured him a lot, plus the collapsed house, Lynch was buried solidly, which made him suffer a small loss.

The monster was not so lucky, it did die in the explosion of the lightning ball, and by the way, it recovered a little injury on Lynch's body with a wave of experience points, and also provided him with some strength to climb out of the ruins.

Fortunately, I don't know if it was because of the lightning ball deterrence, there were no ghosts nearby, and Lynch, who had crawled out of the rubble, his clothes in tatters and bruises on his body, had no time to rest, and he didn't even have time to see how powerful the center of the explosion was, so he dragged his aching body out of the place.

......

Most of the buildings in the city are a bit too tall compared to the human body.

In what was supposed to be a church-like building, a man in a robe knelt in the center of the hall, his body looking very small in the obviously huge building, and the way he curled up made this feeling even more obvious.

The dark church was empty, only the center was densely packed with rows of candles placed regularly, but the red light emitted by this candle could only illuminate a very small and limited area around it, although the red light was dazzling, but it could not do anything about the black fog, and gave people a strong sense of ominousness.

There were several human bodies hanging from the tall beams above, these bodies were suspended in mid-air, their heads lowered, no sound, motionless, and their bodies were still dripping with blood, which dripped into the patterns engraved on the ground, and along these carved lines, they flowed slowly, moisturizing the patterns that had dried up a little.

This tiny human being is actually very conspicuous here.

He knelt down in front of the huge circle carved in red blood on the ground, his body trembling slightly, as if he had caught a cold, and whispered something to the huge circle that covered almost the entire church, and kept whispering something and repeating it over and over again.

In the midst of this whispering over and over again, the circle responded.

The dark blood that should have dried up a long time ago, accompanied by the low hum of the circle, accompanied by the weak howl of the body above, turned bright red again, and under the water of the blood of several people above like a water pipe, the place began to fill with the smell of blood again, and then a part of the thing came here through the circle.

The man on his knees fell even lower, he pressed his head deep against the ground, feeling the distorted shadows above him, feeling the air around him that seemed to become twisted and constricted, he closed his eyes tightly, let the cold sweat sink into his eyes, and did not dare to open them.

Whether or not it is the terrible being who doesn't know how to drive Igor crazy, in short, as long as it is called out here, you can't look at it directly with your eyes.

That's Igor, almost the only guy who has the potential to surpass the seventh talent under the new generation Ning Yue, completely surpass and control the possession, and become an elder, a guy with strange and powerful abilities, who always leads everything in the original new city, and suppresses all monsters and humans.

Just because I looked at something, I went crazy, and I was countered by my own possession.

Of course, it's still powerful, and its original ability to possess is still affecting the city, and it's even more terrifying - it's still suppressing the place, attaching some of its talents to the walls of the city, and as soon as someone comes in, it can sense it, and send out welcome and guidance as before.

Of course, the current welcome is still there, but it should be malicious. And as long as someone tries to leave the city, as long as they step out of the city walls, or stay around here for too long, they will suffer an even more strange and terrible blow from Igor, who has been possessed by the Seven Talents.

The outer shackles that were originally confined to the new city were added in this way.

Who can stand it? Igor, now I'm afraid that even the elders will not be able to cope with it. Pach felt a few thin, slippery tentacles brushing across her face, with an invisible pressure that made the creature tremble slightly.

His heart seemed to stop beating, but his thoughts drifted strangely.

It turns out that there is such a terrible existence in this world, I am afraid that even the chief will only suffer such a tragic end like Igor after encountering these monsters.

In fact, after Igor's accident, there was no new blood here, and the City of Fire, as if it knew everything that happened here, gave up control of the new city, and let the remaining abandoned people who stayed in the new city struggle.

Until Igor's once more voice sounded again.

That's why he's here, to report to his current master. Although he didn't know what these strange and terrifying creatures would think in the face of a probably relatively weak human like him, he had no choice.

He is a four-talented guy, in this already chaotic new city, facing countless monsters, facing some colleagues who have also gone crazy in the past - now these guys are even more unfriendly, no matter what, they will die, it is better to try to die later, and then there will be a good time.

Slippery tentacles reached into Paci's ears.

Pachi endured, waiting for the monster in front of him, which was clearly not the same guy before, to give him a chance to speak.

The tentacles snapped back, and the pressure lightened.

Pach felt like she could speak.

"Master," Pach whispered, his voice low and trembling with terror, "the City of Fires may have noticed something was wrong here, and someone came in—"

"Hum—"

A voice sounded directly in his head, interrupting Pachi's words, and he felt like the world was spinning, he understood that it was the creatures in the circle communicating with him, but for some reason, he couldn't understand the words that were wanted in his head, and these voices also caused him a lot of damage.

Paci's facial features oozed blood, and he couldn't maintain his posture and fell to the ground.

Just when he felt like he was going to die, all the stress seemed to suddenly disappear.

Pachi hesitated, then slowly opened his eyes.

Once again, the cathedral was empty again, and the creature, the scent, the circle, and the offerings hanging from the top were gone. Even the black fog that had originally permeated the church was briefly expelled.

Looking at this empty place, Pach, whose head was still aching, seemed to have a hallucination as if nothing had happened for a moment.

"Huh. He stood up, laughed nervously, and walked out to meet his companion now.

Yes, he has companions. There are not a few people who think the same way as him, but he is the only one who has survived the communication with these creatures again and again.

The cathedral was restored to peace. The black mist gradually filled in the blank space on this side.