Chapter 295: A Tribe in Chaos

In the dense forest, the sudden appearance of monsters made Hyde and the other sailors tingle their scalps, not to mention the strange and terrifying appearance, the number of rat plague locusts alone made their foreheads instantly break out in a fine cold sweat. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

In contrast, although Bai Huang's side was puzzled and surprised by the appearance of the Fallen Demon, these minions would not cause them trouble.

In order to prevent Hyde and the others from being killed, Funnie took the lead in attacking, but it was not appropriate to say that it was an attack, after all, Funnie was only soothing the chaotic and broken souls and purifying the power of depravity.

A light and soft song resounded from the forest, like a heavenly sound, and it spread not only by the vibration of the air, but also by the resonance of the soul. Even these creatures whose perception is different from ordinary creatures, and who have long since lost their hearing organs, can truly feel the true meaning of the song.

Soothing, resolving, and redeeming, the menacing depraved demons calmed down in a blink of an eye, the twisted and filthy body gradually disintegrated, and a trace of black qi escaped out, compared to the purification of the holy light, Funi's liberation from the soul level was more loving and holy.

Before Hyde could react, all the monsters in front of him had already softened to the ground, and his disgusting and ugly body gradually collapsed in self-liberation. In the singing, the seafarers only felt that they felt a sense of tranquility from their hearts and even from their souls, that the fear and depression brought about by the grotesque and unfamiliar environment were rapidly dissipating, and they felt extremely comfortable physically and mentally, like a new life.

I thought it was just an unusually beautiful and amiable woman, but I didn't expect it to be a hidden demon, Hyde felt the peace of mind, and at the same time had a new understanding of Claude and them. Madame is still so powerful, I don't know how powerful a legendary adult will be, and the guy who has been holding a little girl must be a simple character.

Funnie's soft singing easily disintegrated the Fallen Demon's onslaught, but the ancient forest seemed to wake up, and the atmosphere was everywhere, and the movement here undoubtedly alarmed some of the beings who had been sleeping for years.

The already gloomy woodland suddenly became grotesque and distorted, the branches and roots of the trees spread and danced, and the thick trunks of the trees appeared with frightened faces and struggling figures, like dead spirits bound in the trunks of the trees.

But these weirdness has nothing to do with evil spirits, and even the strange trees are not dryads, because they don't have soul fluctuations in them, which means that Funi's singing voice has no effect on them.

"Entangled with these monsters, follow my footsteps!" Claude shouted, not intending to clean up these revitalized ancient trees, but to identify one direction, relying on the exploding bullet to clear the way, leading the crowd to quickly break through.

Although it seems chaotic and terrifying, these soulless ancient trees are only affected by some kind of force, and in fact they are slow and sluggish, and the visual impact is far greater than the lethality. In a burst of crackling roar, Claude made his way through the forest, leaving a path full of broken branches, and for fear of starting a fire, he used a simple gas compression blast instead of a flame blast.

The forest near the coast was not large, so everyone did not use much physical strength, and with Funy's singing voice, Hyde and their spirits were relatively stable, and they were not intimidated by this sudden strangeness.

However, the movement here on this dead land is tantamount to smashing a boulder on the calm water, not to mention the disturbance of the breath that ripples like water waves, even the sound alone can attract monsters elsewhere.

The monstrous creatures born of darkness and chaos are like blood-smelling beasts, roaring from nothingness, from the ground, from the shadows, following the instinct of destruction to destroy everything that is orderly.

Pollute, devour, destroy!

Chaos grows, destruction spreads, but order still exists in the darkness of no light. On a piece of high ground less than ten kilometers away from Claude and them, there are traces of civilization!

In this land of chaos and fear of death, the civilization of order shines like a light in the darkness, in stark contrast to the savage antiquity that surrounds it. The ancient tribes were lined with many stone buildings, including magnificent halls and strangely shaped towers, and some towers and round platforms dotted with towers, which did not look like pure decorations.

There is a tall wall on the periphery of the tribe, and the black wall looks mysterious and oppressive, revealing an unusual atmosphere, thick and solid. In the center of the tribe, a pitch-black obelisk stands quietly, although it is not tall, but it is like the main beam that supports the entire tribe, which is impossible to ignore, but the obelisk that has been intact for thousands of years now has a gradually spreading crack, which happens to be in the middle of one side of the stele, which looks like a vertical eye, which is extremely terrifying.

But what is more terrifying than it is the old man standing in front of the obelisk, although he has passed the age of 100 years that makes ordinary people stunned, but in addition to the wrinkles on his face and gray hair, the old man is not inferior to those young adults who are at the peak of their lives, whether it is a straight and strong figure or a calm and calm momentum.

It's just that his appearance is difficult for people to treat him as a well-maintained and well-trained old man, and more likely to identify him as a monster.

His face alone can scare ordinary people unconscious, and he has to be scared to death if he is still a little timid. I saw that half of his face was covered with black-brown old age spots and wrinkles, and the other side was covered with hideous and terrifying black horns.

The black substance like a craggy and steep mountain peak spreads all over his left half of his body, from his face to the soles of his feet, whether it is his neck, shoulders, arms, chest and abdomen, waist and hips, legs and toes, all covered with a thick layer of hideous.

Its practical coverage is not accurate, because they have penetrated deep into the bone marrow, completely integrated with the old man's body, and then together, regardless of each other, even the seemingly normal body on the other side of the old man has black vein-like lines all over the body when you look closely. The normal parts are covered with gray-white nails of strange material, which seem to be embedded in the skin on the other side of the body, engraved with intricate lines.

This terrifying-looking hideous old man stared at the cracks in the obelisk from beginning to end, without blinking, and without even shaking the wrinkles on his face, like a stone carving.

However, a burst of gunfire and fluctuations from the direction of the coast suddenly broke the dead silence. (To be continued.) )