In the far hinterland of the Far North Ice Field, the night is like ink, but there is an area illuminated by the torch that stretches like a fire dragon, and the firelight illuminates an ancient temple, its walls are covered with thick frost, and there is no plaque that can be discerned, only the distant breath that emanates after a long period of wind and snow, like a monster lying on the ice field.

At this time, a large number of people gathered outside the ancient temple, the sound of neat chanting echoed in the cold wind, they knelt on the ground, the sound was full of respect for the object of the chant, the piety of the chanter, each chant, to the ancient temple once.

In the snowstorm, a team walked towards the ancient temple, led by Jupiter, followed by Ghost Face and several reincarnators.

As the reincarnators walked through the crowd, they watched the pious chanters warily, and judging by their barbarian faces and clothing, there was no doubt that they were all remnants of the Six Kings, each with a totem tattoo on their neck.

The totem has an inexplicable form, which looks like an octopus with a twisted body, and when you look at it again, it looks like some unknown animal with scales, and there will be a subtle sense of change from different angles, like a living creature that can mimic.

If you look closely, you will find that such totems are not only present in the form of tattoos on the body of the chant, but also on the ground, walls, and pillars inside the ancient temple.

The reincarnators were led by Jupiter into the temple, and there were many fewer people here than outside, except for eight tall figures standing here, dressed in red robes, the color seemed to be soaked in a scarlet and warm liquid, the trim was mottled and twisted, and the folds of the clothes were constantly broken and broken, like some indescribable creature.

Occasionally, the reincarnators met the gaze of those red-clothed men, and when they saw the cold glint in those eyes, they had the illusion that they seemed to be looking at some kind of abominable beast, not human.

Jupiter, who unified the hundreds of thousands of tribes of the remnants of the Six Kings and was already above 10,000 people, was like a humble believer at this time, knelt down on his knees in front of the man in red, and said in a fanatical voice: "I, the former chief of the saber-toothed tiger tribe and now the king of the Northern Regions, Jupiter, have brought him several powerful believers!" ”

The reincarnators subconsciously looked over, there were burning torches hanging on the walls of the ancient temple, but because of the spacious area, the light was still relatively dim, the overall structure looked strange and hazy, and the end area behind the red-clothed man was even more lightless, as if swallowed by the thick darkness, it was pitch black, and only something huge seemed to be wriggling in the darkness.

A reincarnation looked cautiously, but because of the distance and the dim light, he couldn't see anything clearly.

"It's okay." Jupiter chuckled grimly, his eyes shining feverishly as the torch knob, "You can come closer." ”

The reincarnation and his companions exchanged glances, and Onimien raised his chin as he motioned for him to walk over.

The Samsara steadied himself and walked forward slowly, and when he stepped into the thick darkness, approaching a distance large enough to see the thing, his body suddenly froze in place as if it froze.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk—" A faint, short voice sounded, the sound of his upper and lower teeth trembling, and his body trembled, and his breathing was scrambled like an irregular whistle.

Then he let out a scream of fear, almost collapsed to the ground in fright, crawled back with his hands and feet, and the panic and fear in his eyes overflowed like a burst, and he cried out helplessly, "What is that??!! ”

The man in red ignored the reincarnation's astonishment, as if he did not exist, and immediately after, the man in red at the head took out an empty syringe and cut his wrist with a knife, and blood gushed in.

Soon, the wound on his wrist closed at a visible rate, the blood flow decreased rapidly, and the wound healed just as the syringe was filled.

The man in red walked slowly towards the reincarnations, and Ghost Face and the others realized that there were blood vessels inserted in his back, extending into the terrifying darkness, and the fluid in the blood vessels was very viscous, looking like blood, but it was as black as oil.

What's even more bizarre is that those black blood are like breathing life, which will inexplicably twist and undulate when flowing in the blood vessels, or extend fine tentacles, making people's scalp tingle when they look at it.

Facing the syringe handed over, the reincarnation who had been frightened before unconsciously stepped back and asked in horror, "Hey, Ghost Face, do we really want to inject such an unknown thing?!" ”

Seeing that the ghost face was a little silent, Jupiter laughed: "You want power, I brought you power as promised, why, don't you dare to take the last step?" ”

Ghostface thought for a long time, and finally didn't say anything, took the syringe and put it in his palm, his eyes full of longing for power, he stabbed the syringe into his arm, pushing all the blood inside into his body.

"Huh?!" In an instant, Ghost Face's body was extremely tense, his mouth let out a beastly roar, his eyes were rolling wildly, and the blood vessels under his skin were protruding like earthworms, writhing under the impact of his blood pressure soaring.

Just when the reincarnators were at a loss, there was a strange cry of some unknown creature in the darkness, and countless flesh tentacles rushed out and slammed into the ghost's spine, his body kept twitching, his head and limbs fell back uncontrollably, the sound of broken joints rattled like fried beans, and his whole body twisted into a physiological arc impossible for humans to achieve, as if it had been broken alive.

The scene in front of him broke through the hearts of the reincarnators, and one of them drew his weapon and roared, "The ghost face has been killed!" It's a trap! ”

Ignoring the nervous reincarnators, Jupiter stared blankly at the ghost face and muttered, "This man's body resonates with Him... He is receiving a gift like never before..."

The ghost face with all the joints broken suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, and the tentacle that pierced the cervical vertebrae became thicker, as if a steady stream of new blood was being injected into his body, sharp nails grew at the ends of his fingers, his eyes were scarlet, his mouth was wide open and roared, and from time to time bloodshot fluid flowed from the corners of his mouth.

When the tentacle was transfused and pulled out of Ghostface's cervical vertebrae, his body completed its final distortion, all the twisted joints returned to their original shape, and he raised his head, his eyes glowing red as if they were stained with blood.

A reincarnation stepped forward cautiously and asked worriedly, "Ghost Face, are you okay?" ”

"Brothers...," Ghostface raised his scarlet hand and stared at the liquid dripping from it, his eyes burning with a frenzied fire, "we... Will be the master of Nishikawa! ”