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If it weren't for Fred's occasional bother, Lynch didn't think he could stay long alone in a place covered with black fog, except that his movements seemed unrestricted, and there was not even much difference between this place and the closed door of the small black room, and even if you took a step, in the spotless environment around you, sometimes you would have the illusion of "I haven't moved".

I really don't know how Fred managed to survive in such a place.

The partner often lurks under the ground, and Lynch is basically alone most of the time, only coming back to Lynch to solve problems when Fred is in trouble, and basically he will be followed by all kinds of monsters at this time.

Of course, Lynch can't ask for it, although the experience points that the monsters here can provide are very small, but it's better than nothing, after all, the growth of experience points is visible, and it can be lively here.

Lynch has his own means of dealing with these monsters, which are basically no threat, and they may be considered rough and thick in the eyes of others, but in the face of Lynch's various lightning abilities, they are still like weeds facing a sickle, and can only be reduced to char in vain in the crowd and roar.

Of course, Lynch will occasionally choose to attack differently, when he doesn't have many enemies.

The distribution of monsters on the barren plains is actually not dense, and some monsters will choose to stay together and act, which is also convenient to solve the problem that they have nothing around to vent their anger when they want to suddenly go crazy, tearing each other apart, or being torn apart by the other party, it is finally a more reasonable solution.

Others, on the other hand, will act alone, and may be slightly stronger than monsters that stay together in a group, but there is no significant difference in the amount of experience they provide.

The earth shook slightly, and a two-legged monster like a dinosaur walked slowly and aimlessly in the endless dark plains, it was very large, five or six meters high, but there was an expressionless human face in the place of its head, and occasionally a very long and toothy tongue would spit out from its large mouth and lick its whole body. It was supposed to be an arm with a pair of wings that weren't big or small, and it didn't look like enough to support it to fly.

"This monster's appearance is a little different from the monster on the barren plains, but there is not much difference in breath, which may be a sign that we are about to get out of the plains, which is good news. Fred sprang out of the land and said to Lynch, smiling as if a lewd drifter had spotted a chick, "I'll keep exploring, and then you'll leave this monster to you to deal with, Lynch, it might get in the way of the castle." ”

Lynch nodded, and under Fred's guidance, he found the location of the monster, and then Fred re-burrowed into the earth and disappeared after a few words.

Lynch had long lost his sense of direction in the vast black fog, and now he needed Fred's guidance to move forward or change direction, which gave him a great sense of unease, and also made him miss the fragrant food and soft bed in the castle for a long time in the black fog.

With a monster like this, it's very boring to use the lightning ability to kill it directly.

Lynch's hand that originally held the longsword turned into a Hidden Blade, and he still held a dagger in his other hand, stopped in the way of the monster, and then completely covered his aura under the effect of concealment, he wanted to see this guy who looked like a dinosaur up close.

Rumble...... Rumble......

With the sound of dull footsteps and the tremor of the earth, the monster left a series of shallow footprints and walked slowly towards Lynch's motionless position, now it should not have noticed the breath of fire, otherwise it would never have walked so slowly.

Lynch thought about this, sensing this monster that was five or six meters tall in perception and natural ability, and still had a relatively large visual shock, walked towards it immediately, and penetrated the black fog, appearing in Lynch's field of vision, its narrow neck turning, the unfocused eyes on the expressionless human face were half-closed, and this male and female face was like those plastic models in the mall.

Its skin is hard......

Lynch squinted, and in his view there was a faint black smoke from the monster's body, but the smoke seemed a little out of place with the black fog around him, and he always felt that something was wrong.

He watched as the monster approached him, Not's big paws stepping on his side, his fat body resting on his head, revealing his belly to Lynch.

Lynch tilted his head, and then the sound of a baby crying suddenly rang out.

The monster stopped, its long neck twisted, and a pale smile curled into the corners of its face as the expressionless man stretched out his tongue, twisted and stretched, toward its belly.

Lynch remained motionless, looking up at the monster's tongue as well.

A giant human-like baby was embedded in the monster's belly, with its big eyes open, curled up like a real baby - Lynch thought it should be a hard inlay, because he could clearly see that the silhouette of the baby embedded in the monster even had a blur of flesh and blood, as if he had been forcibly stuffed by something.

The giant baby was crying, curled up in the monster's body, unable to move, its half-open eyes scurrying around, looking extremely uneasy.

The monster's outstretched tongue seemed to be dripping with foul-smelling juice, and the sharp teeth on it were still sharp, and Lynch tilted his head to watch the long tongue slowly wrap around the giant baby's body, marking blood marks on its seemingly delicate skin.

But the baby's restless cry inexplicably subsided, and the monster laughed as it licked over and over again.

Lynch thought he probably knew where Fred's breath of the barren plains didn't fit in, and he stared at the strange scene in his head and closed his eyes.

Sure enough, the existence of this baby could not be sensed in the perception at all, Fred could find some different breaths, while Lynch, the weak chicken sense, could not detect anything.

He opened his eyes again, and the Hidden Blade in his hand reflected a glow in the darkness, slowly popping out of his arm.

Lynch had intended to deal with the monster this way, but now he was hesitant.

There may be more to this thing than he thought.