So far, there have been many people who have developed a lot of interest in the Sky Veil Behemoth. Pen, Fun, and Pavilion www.biquge.info They may not have gone there to fight an apostle who had somehow appeared there, but more people were interested in the temple above and the behemoth itself. But it is not excluded that the guy who is confident in his own strength wants to fight to the death with the apostle.

As it was now, when Maffeo and Marcos reached the end of the jungle, the lame guy with a terrible wound was hanging his head and shouting for help. When the two appeared, they were like saviors to him.

"Oh my God, help me!" the guy howled, grinning at the pain of the wound.

"Damn it......" Maffeo hurriedly ran over and held down the wound on the guy's leg. "Marcos!"

"It's coming. He took out the alchemy potion of the healing department and ran over.

The two of them have done this kind of thing many times, but fortunately, they brought a special healing potion developed by Norton, which can prevent wound infection and allow the wound to heal at a certain rate. It sounds good, but the alchemy potion contains more ingredients that can cause some adverse reactions to the user. So nothing is perfect, but right now it's undoubtedly the best thing to do.

"What's going on, man?" asked Marcos after treating the wound on his leg with an alchemy potion.

"I told him not to come here easily, damn it, he must have been killed by those human-looking guys. Oh my God, they're going to dismember him and eat him......" he said with horror in his tone, if he could, he wouldn't want to re-enter that place where the sun never shines all year round.

"Is your friend still in there?"

"Yes, I advise you not to set foot in there, it's terrifying. ”

"Come on, let's get this done. Marcos motioned for Maffeo to take the hand, and the two carried the stranger into the bushes. "Listen, you can't walk yet, but it's safer here. If some other creatures get close, you'll be able to use this. Marcos handed the guy a dagger, his weapon had been lost in the area from the previous battle.

The stranger took the dagger tremblingly, "You guys...... Are you really going there?"

"That's right, we'll find your companion if we can. Marcos tapped him lightly on the shoulder and stood up.

"Thank you......" When faced with such a thing, the two of them were more helpless. With such a mood, the two of them submerged in the area where the sun did not shine all year round.

For many places they've been to before, this isn't the most dangerous place the two have ever visited. But the scene here always reminds the two of them of the alien dimension of the Gran Forest, where Maffeo was first controlled by Kazan. In any case, it was very difficult, and the two who had come to explore could not have imagined that they would meet those emotionless walking corpses here.

The zombies here don't have the same strong negative emotions as the other dimensions of the Glen Forest, they are more completely eager to gnaw at everything they see. They are more ferocious than the zombies of Glen Forest, and their only trait is that they attack at any cost. Other than that, their rotting bodies have long since lost any connection to this world.

"Does this remind you of that alien dimension in the Gran Forest?" Facing the group of jungle zombies that were slowly approaching, Marcos smiled and pulled out his black sword.

"Well, except that there aren't so many trees, and there are no weird cabins, this place is really like that strange space. Maffeo didn't move, he wanted to see how Marcos would deal with these guys, and it could be said that it was a kind of revenge for him for raising the question.

"So you're going to watch, or are you here to help me?"

"I chose to stand here. Maffeo pointed to the ground with his index finger.

"Okay. Marcos took a few steps forward.

He did make a difference, and the jungle zombies were no longer the monsters they had been so difficult to deal with. Maffeo saw him make a strange gesture, and then the magic seal with the ghostly symbol loomed on his fingertips. He'd only seen GSD manipulate ghosts like this, and he didn't expect Marcos to master this strange method.

This method does not seem to be lethal, as the ghosts that pounce on the opponent from their fingertips do not pose any threat, nor do they cause a shockwave of the ghosts. They were just wrapping around each other's bodies, but this time Marcos summoned the Rakshasa of Plague. He really wanted to see if the Rakshasa had more devouring power than the other party compared to this group of jungle zombies.

The jungle zombies are still moving forward, and their bodies are gradually crippled by the gnawing of the rakshasas. Until the joints are eaten away, they can no longer move effectively. So it was very simple, and as in a normal sword practice, Marcos cut off their heads one by one.

"So, what do you think?" asked Marcos after clearing out the first monsters he had encountered as he entered here.

"Looks good, how did you learn to condense the ghosts and gods into a magic seal?"

"Regarding this, I can't use the Demon Seal without the help of the Full Moon Stone. Of course, I learned it from the GSD master, who kept warning me not to use the Ghost Seal too much. In fact, this is a relatively convenient way to use ghosts and gods to fight. But as you can see, this approach has its drawbacks. Marcos rubbed his hair. "What to say, if I attach Kazan to you with the Oni Seal, it will be you, not me, who will increase your power and control over the Oni, which means that the caster himself will not enjoy its effects. ”

"You treacherous bastard, almost all the ghosts and gods will only have a bad effect on the target. Maffeo suddenly took a step back in fright, "Wait, you don't want to attach Kazan to me, do you? ”

Marcos sneered, "Of course not, I'm not going to waste the Demon Seal on you bloodthirsty guy, it takes a lot of energy to use it. Moreover, the Ghost Seal does not affect the target 100%, depending on whether the opponent has a special system and the degree of spell casting. ”

"That's good. Maffeo breathed a sigh of relief, and began to observe the course he was ongoing. "It's not as dark as in Seghart's palace, at least visibility is guaranteed, and we can choose to go to the right. ”

"Tell me, then, genius, why do we go to the right?" Marcos asked, teasingly, putting a hand on Maffeo's shoulder.

Maffeo shrugged, also taking the opportunity to let Marcos' hand slip off his shoulder. "To put it mildly, we don't know exactly what is going on here. And judging from the situation on the ground, there are more footprints and traces left by other creatures on the right. Is there a second thing we have to do here besides figuring out what exactly is here?"

"Agree, your speculation is pretty close to perfect, but there's still a slight flaw. "Marcos stepped out on the path to the right. "That is, we still need to find the unlucky companion, whether dead or alive, we must have an account for him. ”

"Yes, yes, you have the final say. ”