Utter darkness, darkness deeper than the sky outside, like a quiet night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Kerr smiled indifferently, the profane prayer working even better than he expected. At least the chaotic factor emanating from the "clouds" like thick ink can no longer easily affect him, and the limits on the use of his abilities will be broken as emotions pass. All the sins of the past will be washed away here. Kill two birds with one stone. Or rather, it feels great to be unburdened.

From a perspective that ordinary people can't feel, Kel feels that the further he goes, the darker the sky becomes. Ahead, or in the shelter, it was as if something familiar to him was calling to him. But Kerr was not in a hurry, or the so-called anxiousness, which could only bring trouble, was almost eliminated from his life.

Now it's important to establish a good connection with Hyakki Night Walk. The man-eating grass that almost covered the entire place for more than a kilometer like a small hill is also an old object in the Gobi Desert. In the army of thousands of living dead, there are still many ruthless characters that are difficult to control. The ten-meter-long flame monitor lizard in the Great Gobi, a dozen small ghost birds with only bones left, and the powerful Congyan bear in the barren grass. This kind of fierce monster beast that looks like a bear but is actually a close relative of ants, up to four meters high, has a hard exoskeleton that even can't do anything about man-eating grass, and the years-long corpse dissection career allows Kerr to judge at a glance ,——that this monster beast is not dying of excessive blood loss, but is suffocated alive.

But now, no matter how powerful the existence was before, it will become a obedient domestic cat under the assistance and control of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, under the command of Kerr.

Kerr steered the march of the team as he carefully observed the translucent miniature skull in his hand. A fascinating and successful knowledge that will always captivate all good mages with a desire to learn and curiosity. Hundreds of years of experience only need to know a little mystery from it, and it will be a qualitative leap for Kel. And only Ker, who is extremely sensitive to magic, dares to peek into the secrets of a legendary magician.

The shelter is coming, it's coming. The tense atmosphere affects everyone except Ker, who is obsessed with his own world. Ball almost felt like he was about to see the hills of the vault, clutching his weapon. However, this was just his memory.

If you really look into the past, you will see only true and pure darkness.

......

If you could put out a table of the most annoying things in the world, waiting would undoubtedly be in the middle of it.

If you wait in the darkness where you can't see your fingers, you will be tormented .......

The fortifications that had been prepared long ago could not give people a sense of security, and in the unseen restless darkness it seemed as if countless hungry beasts were lurking waiting for their time to tear people to pieces.

I can't see it, but I can hear it. The screech of claws rubbing, the crash of digging and destruction, the roar of beast rage, and the faint sound of prayer. It's like a black symphony mixed together, bringing the prey a background of fear and despair.

The old mage stared intently at everything around him, and there seemed to be a thin film of golden light on his cloudy eyes. Being able to cast it in the realm of the god totem must be a spell above the nine rings, and to complete such a high-level spell in just a few minutes is really worthy of the prestige of the old mage when he was young.

Under his perception, the ogre progressed faster than he thought, and the combination of a devout cultist and a lunatic maniac always burst with a shuddering power.

And humans, the old mage shook his head helplessly. With the current situation of hiding and the erosion of chaotic demon spirits, you don't need to think about it to know what kind of panic the invasion of ogres will bring to these neurological people.

And chaos ensued.

In the darkness, people pushed and shoved, falling backwards. If someone has a nervous breakdown at this time, it will have an avalanche-like chain effect like dominoes. They need a support.

"They all stand where you ought to be. A heroic, rugged voice came from the back of the line. The thick voice was Rouse's patent, and the panicked team slowly became orderly and effective again under his arrangement.

The big man carrying the red broken knife still walked like a fly even though half of his right leg was missing. The darkness seemed to be nothing in his eyes, and it continued to distribute the scrolls that Proteus had just hastily produced.

His presence calms down all the panicked. It was as if he was standing there as a wall of immobility, giving people a sense of resolute security.

This is an iron man. The strength can only be regarded as top-notch, but it is not top-notch. But he conquered everyone in the vault with his charisma.

No one has the courage to stand up in every battle, never back down in every counterattack, and stand in the forefront in every danger. No one has such good luck to be able to pick up a life from the ghost gate in a life of nine deaths again and again. This is how Lauce's prestige was struck bit by bit with his sword in blood and fire.

This is a hero. And in the current world, the refuge needs a fearless hero.

"Clansmen. I know you're scared, just like I was at this point. No one can be calm in the dark, and no one can sing in the face of death.

Today, we have to face a frightening catastrophe head-on.

So here, I beg you, please raise your broken weapons and fight, even though you may bleed, you may be wounded, you may embrace death.

But we're fed up with the trembling and screaming in this little cavern, we're fed up living in this world, we're fed up with living like a prison.

Our ancestors built the "Black Hope" with pitch-black blood in a desperate situation a hundred times more sinister than this, so what qualifications do we have to surrender to fate?

Now, we have a chance, a chance to prove ourselves! We have to carry on the glory of the past and return to the battlefield like the old story. Tell the enemy that they may be able to take our lives, but not our pride.

Run away, cowards, and fight, warriors!"

Rouse suddenly raised his blade aloft. All of them are in this moment, and darkness is not an obstacle for them. Everyone raised their swords in their hands, and their fighting spirit was high, ready to fight to the death against all enemies.

"Except for women, children and the elderly who could not fight, all the "sights" were distributed. ”

The old mage gently rubbed his swollen temples. If you had made nearly a hundred or so Vision scrolls in one go when you were young, there would have been no major problem. But he is almost faint now, and his old bones can no longer withstand a few tosses. If it weren't for the fact that he had a lot of stock when he was experimenting with scrolls, the workload would have been enough to kill him.

But the old mage was happy now, for the power of example was stronger than he had imagined. Look at the high morale of the soldiers.

"At least...... , now you can make some small trouble for those stupid big guys. The old mage in the cloth shed, and the mobilized Rouse seemed to inadvertently, and said to themselves at the same time.