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It's weird.

When Strey's small 100,000 Yamas attacked the monster hiding in the shadows.

But this is the sound.

The next second.

Stre was discolored.

"Finished......

He only uttered one word, and the rest of the words were drowned out by the overwhelming spiritual power shock wave that rolled over.

He never dreamed that his masterpiece of fame would suffer such a setback.

This is something he has never met before.

And the reason why he made such a huge mistake is.

He didn't estimate the monster's mental power attributes.

These ogres survive all year round in this eastern region that does not see the light of day, swallowing the soil like maggots in the deepest layers of the earth.

They accumulate an unknown amount of resentment and anger, and those resentful anger eventually transform into great spiritual energy.

This is where the mental power of the mastermind behind the scenes comes from.

It was a great terror in the first place, and now Stre attacked it with terrifying rage, not at all, but alive, to nourish it.

Originally, it and Li Bamo were still evenly matched, but now they suddenly got a big supplement, squeezed out more spare strength, and counterattacked.

Doctor Strey bore the brunt of the attack, rolling his eyes at the huge tide of spiritual power.

Vivi and Caesar, the two who assisted him, were also not at all happy.

The others fell to their knees instantly.

The Templars' dark canopy weakened even more, and the besieging ogres grew more and more excited.

Li Batmo gritted his teeth, knowing that he had to use that move.

"Ahh!!h

With her scream, her long red hair, disguised by camouflage techniques, flew up, and the surface of her face, which was covered by camouflage skin, had thin snake-like black lines, which couldn't stop prominence.

Then, a spiritual force that was not huge, but could not be stopped at all, burst from the center of her eyebrows.

That spiritual power kept rolling back, rushing straight to the center of the source of the backlash wave, the hiding place of the monster behind the scenes.

Something weird happened.

The huge spiritual power that could not be broken before was like a courtier seeing the king, and knelt down.

The impact of the spiritual power that had been roaring and surging a moment ago dissipated in an instant.

The pressure on the Templars and the human expedition team is gone.

The Soil Ogre swarm collapsed in an instant.

At the same time, there seemed to be a slight tremor in the distance of the earth.

Li Bamo took a deep look, and the whole person was suspended in the air, and Weiwei with all her hair open.

In the next second, his whole body soared into the sky, because he knew that the opportunity was coming, and the lore was only in a moment!

"Sa-" The hurricane figure pulled a terrifying vacuum in the air.

The fine phantom dragged behind Li Bamo like a tail.

"Kala-"

"Poof—"

A harsh, thin sound rang out in the space that had suddenly become extremely silent.

Half a minute later.

It's all over.

The Soil Ogre scattered and fled.

The only remaining Earth Ogre who had not had time to charge on the mound was crushed into countless pieces by the huge aura of Li Bamo's crossing.

Finally.

The Templars collapsed to the ground as if they had exhausted all their strength.

The great dark canopy of heaven dispersed.

Vivi fell from the sky and fell into Caesar's arms.

Caesar's expression was not at all relaxed.

He glanced at the mound of corpses with complicated eyes, and then subconsciously glanced into the distance, frowning deeply.

He had vaguely guessed something, but he was not sure.

The faces of the rest of the human expedition team were also unusually ugly.

Mechanic Ah Yu's face was pale, obviously not recovering from the impact of his mental power just now, but his eyes had been looking in one direction to the west.

The attacker Tie Qianjun and the captain Lorenz looked at Vivi in Caesar's arms and stopped talking.

"We may have been exposed. Caesar took a deep breath and said what they all wanted to say.

"And that's not all. Mechanic Ah Yu suddenly interjected.

"How?" asked Captain Lorenz, glancing in the direction of the mound.

"You know that I used to walk in the wilderness. Mechanic Ah Yu said and glanced in the direction of the west again.

The surrounding Templars had risen one after another, preparing to rearm their defenses.

Astor, the naturalist, was not at all interested in hearing what the other people had to say, and all his spirit was drawn to the mound.

He looked around, no longer hesitating, grabbed his toolbox, and ran towards the mound.

The people of the human expedition team couldn't stop him even if they tried to.

After a while, I only heard his voice coming from inside, completely excited and completely unable to help myself.

"That's ......," he said.

You go on. Captain Lorenz motioned to mechanic Ah Yu with a blank face to continue.

"We were followed. Ah Yu lowered his voice and said, his eyes this time, he looked at the west with complete certainty.

In the West.

Someone.

Things are getting more and more interesting.

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Western.

The same dark zone.

A group of dark shadows crawled in the darkness.

A tall figure stood at the forefront, looking at the place of chaos where a fierce battle had just broken out in the distance.

As if stabbed by something, the figure subconsciously shrank back.

"I feel like we've been discovered. She said that her voice was special, hoarse, a little seductive, charming, and unassuming.

"Take it easy, kid, no one can easily spot us. Another somewhat old voice replied, a tone full of confidence.

"Is it the key? The woman spoke again, in a serious tone, giving the impression that she must have been staring carefully into the darkness of the night, somewhere, somebody.

"It's hard to say. The old voice replied, "But it doesn't matter, anyway, it's just getting started, it won't be that simple, what we have to do now is to keep up with it and don't lose it." ”

"You're absolutely right. The woman agreed, in a tone that was deferential enough.

Darkness has come again.

In the East, darkness is always a constant theme.

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I don't know what to say.

I've written almost 350,000 words, but the story seems to be getting worse and worse the more I tell it.

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