If the scenery of Hellens is bleak, the Kamalan bordering it to the west is desolate. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sky and the earth are vast, and the traces of people are rare, if it weren't for the traces of ruts and crushing that are always recognizable, Li Yun would have suspected that he had lost his way.

In the afternoon, he took out the map again and checked it out, there should be a small town here, but all that came into view was the wilderness, the cold wind, and the snow, and there were no villages and towns at all.

After riding a horse and driving forward for a while, it was still desolate.

He felt that something was wrong, and he told himself to trust his own judgment, if he didn't even have this basic self-confidence, then what else could he rely on in this world?

Putting on the reins, turning the horse's head, he walked all the way back to the area where he judged the village to be, jumped off the horse, and looked closely, and after about a quarter of an hour, he finally found a clue.

The gravel road, buried in dust and wild grass, is a little farther away, it is easy to miss, but if you look closely, you will feel that it is deliberate, this kind of hiding is thought to be, and it is very cleverly done.

Li Yun led the horse, and while walking, he scratched and pulled on the ground with his feet from time to time, and the dust and thin snow were pushed away, revealing the gravel below.

"The road is real, but what about the town?" Li Yun asked, and walked along the road, and then the road suddenly broke off.

He stood there quietly, looking at the scenery ahead, at the distant scenery, watching the snow flutter in the wind...... After a while, he turned over and unloaded the bag from the other horse, took the rope and tied it to the horse's legs, opened the bag and began to put on the armor.

He was no longer a knight, and the plate armor was returned to the Holy See, now using a set of heavy leather armor that had been salvaed.

Although it is second-hand, this object is like an open shoe, which is often more comfortable to use and use than brand new, and the key is whether it will be chosen.

After the equipment was stopped, he packed his bags neatly, chewed two pieces of jerky, and drank less water.

Immediately, he pulled out his broadsword, took a deep breath, and stepped forward at the end of the gravel road.

It was at this step that he entered a strange world, the outer part of which was wrapped in a thick fog, but the inside was a different scene, with a fog, but it was relatively thin, like a large piece of light veil or cobweb, scattered in the void, without a particularly fixed position, and at the same time uneven.

He took a few steps back.

Sure enough, the environment hadn't changed, and there was still a thick fog around him.

"Enchantment Mist" naturally popped up this information in his mind.

Perhaps because of the fog, the sky here was darker than outside, almost the same as the evening light, and the whole world seemed gloomy.

The town was right in front of him, and it seemed to have just rained a long light, and it was wet and greasy everywhere.

The air was not fresh, but full of stale smells, like there was too much grass rotten.

There are no lights, no smoke, no people, and no traces in the town, although it is not dilapidated, but the messy scene of the doors of the houses ajar, the wine bottles lying horizontally on the road, and the scattered boxes and tools scattered on the side of the road still give people a gloomy and desolate feeling, which is very unpleasant.

But Li Yun clearly felt that his heart was flooded with indescribable familiar information, as if he was very, very accustomed to this environment, like an old cobbler who had been working for many days, once again entering a workshop full of the smell of stinky skin.

He carried his sword, the tip of which was pointed diagonally to the ground, and walked calmly towards the town.

As he stepped through the half-open gate, he seemed to see a flashing of purple-red light in the depths of the town.

Soon after, he heard a faint sound, like the wind, like someone muttering.

When he clearly saw the relatively large figure in the town hall, there was a clear sound around him.

He paused and listened with his ears crossed, thoughts continuing to flow through his mind, "the sound of footsteps, the scraping of clothes, and the sound of heavy objects dragging on the ground." ”

Soon after, figures emerged from the darkness of the buildings on both sides of the road, but the first thing that caught his eye was the eyes of these guys, glowing yellow and glowing green, which were obviously not human eyes.

Li Yun took a deep breath and said with a little intoxication: "When I see you, I will feel happy, why is this?"

The nearest inhuman stabbed him with a dung fork in his hand to answer his doubts. Fierce and fast.

Li Yun only took a small step back with one foot, and leaned back slightly on his upper body to avoid this sharp blow.

Not only that, but this action of his is also a foreshadowing action of turning around and attacking.

"In the name of iron and fire!" he read aloud as the thumb of his right hand pressed the etching of the sword grid against the etching in the center of the grid.

The rune looks like a thorn-wrapped cross with a water drop, and it represents man, copper, life, and power in Li Yun's world.

The thorns that entangle this symbol of power are three-dimensional, its thorns pierced Li Yun's thumb, blood seeped in, the spine of the broadsword sword from the bottom up, and the runes lit up one by one, its meaning is: Iron is persistence, breaking the hard! Blood is the flame, purification!

A faint, flame-like red light spread across the blade with the brightness of the runes, and then the blade seemed to have been thrown into the furnace to become red and white, except for the blade, and the rest of the sword remained the original iron color.

These changes were all instantaneous, and they had already been completed in the process of Li Yun turning around and wielding the broadsword.

The inhuman dung fork stabbed into the air, and Li Yun swung his broadsword from the side of the fork rod by rotating it, and directly cut off the inhuman head.

The incision was smooth and flooded, and in the next second, it smoked and burned, and the flames instantly spread all over the inhuman body, the shriveled and wet body, as if it was simply dry wood covered with a layer of oil, and a little spark burned transparently, and it seemed that it would never stop until it was completely burned into ashes.

When this person's inhuman body writhed in the flames, and his mouth opened and closed indiscriminately to make a 'click' sound, Li Yun had already taken the initiative to find a new enemy.

This guy is a big guy, it tried to pick up the sledgehammer with an anvil as a hammer, its movements seemed to be slow, but when Li Yun approached, it accelerated violently, and the sledgehammer smashed down on Li Yun with an afterimage in the strange roar that broke through the air.

Facing the big man who seemed to be honest and treacherous, Li Yun did not dodge, but held his sword to meet him, and in his crazy eyes that danced like ghostly fire, the tip of the broadsword pointed at the anvil without fear.

In the piercing sound of gold and iron, it was not the relatively light sword that was destroyed, but the heavy anvil.

Just like the subtlety of a jeweler's breaking a diamond, the solid anvil takes this point as the core, and instantly cracks and shatters into many pieces!

The big man obviously didn't expect such a thing to happen, the abrupt collapse of the anvil made its center of gravity unstable, and its body staggered forward, Li Yun took the opportunity to stride forward, and when he staggered past it, he flipped the wrist holding the sword, and with a slight touch, there was a bright line on the big man's neck, and as he knelt on the ground, his head shook off his neck, rolling and burning at the same time.

Woo! With a strange roar, a black shadow flew quickly.

Li Yun didn't turn his head, and turned around to pick up the sword.

Ding! Like a flint, sparks splashed everywhere, and an object was shattered. At this time, Li Yuncai observed with the corner of his eye that it was a flying shuttle.

"The farmer, the blacksmith, is it a weaver girl now?"

Sure enough, in the shadows more than ten meters away, a woman wearing a long skirt and holding her hair in a bun appeared, her hands waved, and the shuttle wrapped in smoke-like black light shot out of her hand, emitting a 'woo!' roar that broke through the sky, leaving a trail of smoke and dust in the air.

Li Yun turned his wrist and danced the sword while promoting, and the shuttle was knocked, picked, smashed, teased, swept and constantly knocked the shuttle away by the broadsword.

The Weaver Girl let out a metallic scraping scream, trying to speed up her hands, and both arms brought out the afterimage, and in her wide skirt robe seemed to hide countless shuttles, inexhaustible.

Amid the laughter, a thin figure swooped down from the roof on one side.

Li Yun clicked his feet on the ground, bounced back and retreated, the broadsword in his hand was still hitting the shuttle in an orderly manner, compared to before, his movements at this time were also obviously accelerated, but it was not as large as the movement of the Weaver Girl, but the flexible use of wrist skills, the broadsword danced in the void with clusters of sword flowers, like petals with glowing edges constantly blooming.

The thin figure missed, and threw it from the air, and it turned out to be his own head.

At the same time, Li Yun's left hand opened violently, revealing a bloody rune in the palm of his hand.

Since the beginning of the war, his left hand has been silently brewing, including piercing the skin with his fingernails and dipped in blood to make marks.

The blood-painted runes burst out with bright red light, like a fire, and in this fire, countless silky red lines burst out, scattered into the air and on the ground, and all the shuttles that were shot away by Li Yun before were wrapped in this red line and lit up, like burning charcoal, not much open flame can be seen, but there is light and heat.

Boom! The thrown skull exploded violently at the moment it was crushed by the sword light, and the fishy juice splashed.

Li Yun bit the tip of his tongue at the right time and spit forward, and the red mist appeared with this spit, and the fishy thick juice was burned in this light mist, but there was still a large volume, which fell on the leather armor before it was burned out, accompanied by green smoke and a corrosive sound of 'snorting', and a drop was splashed on his face, and it was as if he had been burned by a cigarette butt, and there were scorch marks.

But these did not affect the operation of his hands, the shuttle was still caught by the sword flower, and dozens of lighted shuttles floated into the air, and then were wrapped in the red silk spear and projected out.

These shuttles are very different from the Weaver Girl's arrows, when they fly, they break through the wind like a burning incense head, and the orange and gold white light is very bright, especially against the gloomy and gloomy tones of the whole town, bright and full of a kind of vitality.

But they do not exist to bring about new life, but to open the curtain call for the old in a glamorous and glamorous way, whether it is filthy and distorted, or simply broken and old.

The flaming shuttle struck the inhumans who were approaching or preparing to attack, turning them into piles of humanoid bonfires, and the flaming shuttle shot into the walls of the house, causing a huge spark to burst into flames, and the house was set on fire.

More and more houses are on fire, more and more non-human beings are releasing their last little bit of vitality from the burning, and the wet hard stones of the streets reflect the raging flames, and the whole street shuddered in the twisted steaming or flickering flames.

The destruction was spreading, the beams creaking, the beeping, the curling of curses, and the occasional loud screams of despair, but it was warm, scorching, the chill and the dead silence of a pool of ice, utterly banished from the destruction, along with the cobweb-like mist and billowing smoke, out of the town.

The thick fog around the town had not yet completely subsided, but the sky had been opened, and the wind blew in, making the flames more cheerful, and the snow falling and dancing in the air with the sparks, plunging the surrounding landscape into a kind of misty beauty.

The Weaver Girl had stopped firing arrows, and it suffered the greatest defeat, its resentful attacks, all exploited by its opponents, turning into flames of destruction that turned this small world of 'quiet and peaceful' upside down.

"I curse you, sinner who betrays the darkness!" the weaver girl howled loudly, the damage to the enchantment made the falsehood on its body fade, the rotten and blackened skirt robes were almost one by one, and the black light mist made up for the gaps that should have exposed the flesh, forming a different kind of gauze skirt effect, in fact, it had a special name - ghost clothes.

Half real, half nothing, the Spectre Cloak can only be possessed by souls whose soul power is strong enough to directly control matter.

It itself has no derogatory connotation, but the appearance of the Weaver Girl really can't make people associate it in a beautiful direction.

The real thing is that it looks more dead than before, like an old corpse in a tomb.

However, the ancient corpse can't decorate its already rotten hair, but it can, like a ghost, with a dominant energy appearance, like a phantom, attached to the ancient corpse, what is presented is a hazy translucent human face, and the charred black bones inside.

Regarding the Weaver Girl's barking words, Li Yun responded with practical actions with a smile, raised his left hand high, and silently chanted the incantation.

In the red light of the furnace, more bright red threads burst out.

This rune drawn in blood was not specially prepared to control the shuttle, and controlling the shuttle was just one of the small changes, and the true intention was only now revealed.

The slender threads are like long aquatic plants in a small river, dancing in the void, but they attract not the pecking of fish, but the convergence of pure black stars.

At first, these pure black stars of light were like dandelions stuck to the sticky sticks, and only a few of them were caught by the silk threads, but soon, these silk threads became the source of stirring a pool of water, and more and more light stars converged from all directions, like countless tiny flying insects dancing in groups with the swaying of the red silk.

With Li Yunmeng's hand, a huge amount of pure black light stars converged towards his left hand with the suddenly retracted filament, and formed a tornado vortex in a very short time.

The Weaver Girl was dumbfounded at first, then woke up, and let out a howl like a crow's cry with her arms outstretched: "It's the Dark Essence! The Dark Essence!

As the light star was absorbed, Li Yun's left arm began to tremble, and then spread all over his body, on his arm, the blood vessels that turned black bulged, and the black went up along the arm, and soon, even the black blood vessels appeared on his face, and the skin was turning red, like a shrimp that had been cooked, and it was steaming.

"Cough cough!" Li Yun spat out a few mouthfuls of black sticky, which were like mud, and were still blood-colored and steaming.

He took a few more sips before wiping the corners of his mouth and said, "I finally feel a little more comfortable." ”

He was still a little strange in his heart, and secretly wondered, "What did you do earlier, why didn't you think of doing this until now?"

The Weaver Girl looked at the obsidian-like pure black light emanating from Li Yun's body, and even her eyes turned pure black, and said stupidly: "Dark Radiance! It turned out to be Dark Radiance! Could it be that you are also a Sara Divine Envoy?"

Li Yun frowned, the two concepts given by the Weaver Girl did not touch him in any way, if the first one could still be understood as a description of his current state, then the second one was completely confused. He said, "Tell me about you, who woke you up and made this town like this, and for what?"

"Your Excellency, I am following the instructions of an adult to take care of this place. ”

The Weaver Girl cleverly avoided giving a direct answer, but it was equivalent to answering the question. This made Li Yun realize that this Weaver Girl should be bound by some kind of contract and could not directly answer some sensitive questions.

Li Yunxin said: "Since you think I am a divine envoy, then I might as well substitute for it." ”

He said solemnly: "The people of the world are ignorant and do not know the grace and power of God, and they need to be awakened and enlightened. Although I am not a messenger of God's preaching, I know that God wants the world to know His name and His Word. How to preach and preach like this? How to spread the name? I have to go to this preacher and reason, where is he?"

The Weaver Girl was frightened, and she replied, "Tomb ......"

As soon as he said a word, the Weaver Girl's body exploded violently, and Li Yun's hands were quick and he flew to catch a strange pendant.

The upper and lower edges of this pendant are like willow leaves, and like human eyeliner, one to the left and one to the right, forming a small sharp edge beyond the core, like eyeliner flying up at the corner of the eye.

In the center of this silver-gray frame is not a precious stone, but an ammonite, green, spiral, and the central umbilicus is black, which at first glance looks like an eye.

This little thing wanted to escape before, but now it is in the hands of Li Yun, and it is still not honest, earning one by one.

The Weaver Girl was completely wiped out, obviously the adult who let it take care of it here, implemented a double insurance, not only a contract, but also a curse, some taboo words will be triggered once they are lifted, and now they are full of poisonous insects, toads and other corpses, although Li Yun doesn't know what kind of name it is, but he also knows that it is definitely vicious.

After that, Li Yun cleaned up the town, although there are still some living corpses, but they are all brainless, and the living corpse baby who throws his head as a bomb is troublesome, and the others are not enough, at least for him, the bonus of speed and strength is of little significance, as for the fear breath, that is, it can deter ordinary people, or adventurous Xinding, right?

After cleaning it up, he found the core item that maintained the barrier from the town hall, a cult book.

It's funny, the whole town has been polluted into a dark place where ordinary people will be disrupted if they stay a little longer, but the town hall where the core of the enchantment is placed is clean.

Whether this is a deliberate attempt to deceive the heavens, or a natural phenomenon like the eye of the storm, Li Yun does not know, but he at least knows that the bad intentions of designing all this are true, that cult book, some of the techniques described in the opening chapter, are exquisite and practical, a little bit of price, can be exchanged for excellent results, and it is easy to arouse the greed of human nature.

Also, the process of finding the rest of the cult is a trap, as they are all enchantment parts, including an eight-colored ammonite, and a book jacket woven of spider silk.

These items are all buried very secretively, and have a dark curse, but unfortunately they met Li Yun, who is like a cow chewing a peony, relying on the art of blood, he can easily find these objects that exude dark energy, relying on the power of blood and fire, no matter how cleverly the curse trap is designed, it will burn out the energy that is maintained, and it will not be able to activate.

However, the trap still exists, there are a total of nine eyes on the cover of the cult book, counting the green ammonite he got from the Weaver Girl, it is just enough, red, orange, yellow, blue, purple, black and white, and the difference is the green ammonite.

Obviously, this is a psychological trap, which takes a lot of effort, and may even be a series of sacrifices, and in the end it is still a point away, and people will naturally want to make up for it in order to be perfect.

Once you have this thought, you are considered to be in the pit.

Li Yun inlaid eight ammonites that had been refined into the eyes of the book cover, looked at the pendant, and smiled lightly: "I don't open it." ”

However, there is one question that still makes him very nerve-wracking: what exactly does the Weaver Girl mean by the tomb? )