The fiery stream of energy passed through all the obstacles in the underground and slammed into the Beast's body. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, the beast let out a sound of pleasure, and countless mouths appeared on its body, and began to frantically devour this stream of power.

Although this thing is not as delicious as 'Brother', it is also a dessert that he is not willing to give up.

Half a minute later, he seemed to feel that this devouring was too slow, and the mouth under his body opened again, quickly growing to the size of an energy stream, engulfing the entire pillar of light in it.

The impact of energy even made its body continue to grow, and its back was getting longer and longer, but even then it was still unwilling to give up the deliciousness to its mouth.

Quest watched the impurities in the power of the sun continue to rise, and the parts that were originally extremely difficult to disassemble were constantly sent into the giant mouth of the greedy beast, and sighed: "Although the greedy beast can chew the imprint of our power, so that these impurities-filled power will no longer infect us, but these lost powers will eventually be lost. ”

Jerome agreed: "If these forces can't hold this guy to death, I'm afraid it will be a big trouble later." ”

Quest shook his head and said: "Although in the legend, there is indeed a story of the greedy beast supporting itself to death, but the story is just a story, whether the greedy beast will survive or not is two theories, not to mention that the one above is not the real greedy beast, but the ghost ship of the greedy beast and Anthony." ”

Then, he turned his head to look at the pool in the distance that was still luring the Divine Skeleton tokens and disintegrating, and said, "And it's still a question of whether this trouble is up to us to solve. ”

Jerome's heart sank, he was silent for a moment, and said, "We still need to see that little guy again!"

Quest shook his head and said, "No need, people like him won't change their minds." ”

Thinking of his identity as a divine servant, Jerome sighed and said, "Yes!"

A servant of the gods would obviously know far more than they did, even if the servant had little power in their eyes.

Makoto's words represent the news he received from the gods, and the gods' plans have basically equated with reality.

Jerome clenched his fists slightly, and in his palm, there was a small fragment that emitted a faint golden light.

Quest glanced down at him and said, "There's no hurry. ”

Jerome nodded and smiled, "Of course, but our other group of kids seem to be in a bit of trouble." ”

Not only is it trouble, the mouse looked at the room where he reappeared, and his mood instantly fell to the extreme.

Because the place where he appeared was not the original shelter he wanted to go to, but had just been excavated the previous month.

In a small hole half a meter in diameter at the edge of the cave, there was still his spare body.

He looked down at the coffin next to his hand, got up and walked outside the altar.

Looking at the three-tiered altar quietly, he said softly, "Boss...... Is that your choice?"

Each altar has a fixed coordinate, and it connects the coordinates of the original shelter, and there are only two things that can happen, one is that there is no way to pass, and the other is that the target is indeed reached, and there is no teleportation error.

He jumped to the third floor, and saw a small vial of black bone marrow next to him, but he felt so dazzling when he looked at it at this time.

The rat followed the boss for a total of eight years, and the eight years of getting along with each other almost made them brothers who could trust their backs, but the change at this time was tantamount to a stab in the back by the brother.

"Is the boss you?"

As he said this, the mouse himself became a little confused, because he couldn't understand what was going on.

On the one hand, he felt that the boss had given up on them, but the memories of the past kept telling him that something must have happened.

He glanced at the headless deer in front of him, then his gaze crossed the stone slab below, and his gaze fell on the cockroach's coffin.

After a few seconds of silence, he said secretly: "No matter what the situation is, some problems still need to be solved!"

If the cockroach guy knows that he is giving up, even if it's a fake one, this guy can do crazy things.

What's more, if they are really abandoned, then death is already waiting for them, how can they not solve the previous problems at this time.

He went to the second floor and picked up an old jar, then to the third floor again.

He placed the jar on the coffin where the cockroach was, and said softly, "Dust to dust, and believers of the earth to the headless deer." ”

As the words fell, the old jar shattered with a clatter, and the strange existence of gray, dusty spars emerged from it, and then slowly seeped into the coffin.

The mouse watched quietly, quietly listening to a slight, but continuous, condensing and shattering sound.

A few minutes later, the crystal dust slowly emerged from it and burrowed into the jar again.

At this time, it was as if time had been turned back, and the already broken jar slowly reassembled, condensed, and became whole again.

The rat carried the jar back to the second floor without saying a word, and put it back in its original place.

He re-entered the third floor and looked at the headless deer in front of him.

A few minutes later, there was a sound of stones grinding against the third floor, and a skeleton emerged from it.

He looked around and exclaimed, "Brother?"

He was answered by the sound of another coffin opening, another of his companions.

He hurriedly ran out of the altar, and immediately saw the mouse sitting on the edge of the third floor, and hurriedly asked, "Brother, what's going on? Aren't we going to find the boss?"

The mouse looked down at the skeleton below him, it was the little brother he had taken with him for five years, a little brother who had saved him three times, a little brother who admired him, but was a little cowardly.

He looked at him, looked away after three seconds, looked away at the entrance to the vault, and said, "No, we'll reveal the Boss's location when we go back." ”

The little brother was stunned, he didn't expect to get this answer.

He looked blankly at his companion and said in surprise, "But ......"

The gaze in the mouse's eyes became much more resolute at this time, and he waved his hand and said, "There is nothing to do, this is the result." ”

He jumped down from it and said, "Go and get a jar and put it in your coffin, where we will sleep for a while." ”

The younger brother's body shook and exclaimed, "Here?"

The mouse nodded and said, "Well, here!"

The two younger brothers suddenly panicked, "But Brother Mouse, petrification is damaging to the soul!"

The rat stared at the two of them with a determined gaze, and said, "I will apply to the boss and the boss to give you a year's recuperation leave." ”

Seeing the mouse's behavior, the two of them immediately understood that the matter seemed to be a little serious, nodded, and said, "Brother Mouse, you have to let the boss wake us up early." ”

"Don't worry, I left a message, after this wave of chaos, the boss should have the ability to wake us up. ”