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Wren's body was agitated, and he opened his eyes in a trance.

There seemed to be a layer of mist in front of him, and he could only see vague and swaying figures.

Some strange syllables burst into his ears, making his already splitting head even more unbearable.

The sound was endless, some like chanting, but the tone was more impassioned, like a passionate speech, or a kind of mystical prayer.

"What's going on, am I alive or dead?" Wren was confused.

He only remembered that when the witch tree wanted to devour the mysterious energy, some of the surrounding people came to life, and then the witch tree, which had always been lawless, obediently retreated into his sea of consciousness, and he was submerged in the salty seawater, thus losing consciousness.

Sea of Silence?!

Wren's brain cleared slightly, and some chaotic memories came flooding back, faintly distinguishing the last scene in the memory.

Tick......

The fishy-smelling liquid slid down his head and down his eyelashes, nose, and chin and landed on the ground.

The tingling in his brain lessened slightly, and his blurred vision gradually returned to normal.

Something clearer came into his ears. The voice was solemn and solemn, but it had a strong smell of blood.

Wren struggled to look up, and the swaying figure finally became clear.

This is......

Wren changed color slightly.

In his field of vision, there was a blood-colored land. Or rather, the land was red with blood and had covered it with its original color.

In this small land, according to a strange law, there are some hideous heads. These skulls were strangely shaped and came from a variety of creatures, many of which Wren did not recognize.

In the center of the heads, some strange-looking humanoids were dancing.

They were about the same height as ordinary people, with gray hair like withered grass, and wore very simple animal skin clothes, but the exposed parts had gray and lush hair, like an immature ape-man.

A little farther away, there were six men holding canes and praying loudly.

"Priest?" the word popped into Wren's mind.

Priests are different from shamans, and their status is similar to that of a servant of the gods, but slightly different from that of a servant of the gods.

Priests are able to communicate with powerful beings such as gods and demons they believe in, and gain power from them.

The abnormal performance of the six "ape-like people" reminded Wren of this.

A faint grunt of pain came from his side.

Wren tried to turn his head away, and saw two other people beside him, tied to a low stone pillar with rope like him.

He searched the memories in his head, and soon identified the two of them based on the remaining memories, and it was the two guys who were chasing him.

The two of them obviously came to their senses, and their eyes briefly touched in the air, all of them were a surprise of "what a coincidence, you are also here", or should it be called anger.

Wren's throat moved, and he felt a burning pain in his abdomen.

"I haven't eaten for at least a month. Wren can easily tell this based on his irregular eating habits over the years.

What frustrated him was that his mental power had dried up, and he couldn't exert any excess strength.

It's just that he can faintly feel the connection between the two kinds, and they are still under his control.

After a cursory thought, he understood that they represented a master-servant contract with Bednu and a pet contract with the one-eyed elf cat.

"It seems that the injury this time is lighter than the last one. Wren thought to himself.

His expression became depressed again.

God knows what this place is, and what these hairy guys are going to do with themselves......

Just as he was thinking, an "ape-like man" with a big shoulder and a round waist walked up to him.

After grunting a bunch of words Wren didn't understand, the apeoid shoved an egg-sized fiery red hedron into Wren's mouth.

Wren had the heart to resist, but he didn't have enough strength, and in the end he could only helplessly feel the fishy smell of crystals coming from his mouth.

There was also a trace of warm energy in the crystals, which made his tongue burn.

He was about to spit it out, when he suddenly saw a sacrificial-like creature point at him, and a mysterious energy different from witchcraft instantly made him unable to open his mouth.

At the same time, the temperature of the red crystals is getting higher and higher.

Whining......

There was a sharp sound of struggle beside him.

Looking sideways, Wren saw that the silver-haired and silver-eyed guy was struggling to resist, and then ......

Bang bang bang......

Taianda was beaten by a set of serial punches.

Tigraso was treated in the same way.

In this short period of time, Wren finally saw the characteristics of these ape-like people clearly.

More precisely, the strength characteristic.

With the exception of the six priests who possessed supernatural mystical energy, the others showed physical strength, which was also extremely strong according to the sound caused by their movements.

Just as he pondered how to escape, a slight voice came from the side: "We must cooperate, or we will all die." ”

The voice was muffled, as if it had been squeezed out of a crack in the stone.

Wren looked sideways, wondering how the guy was making a sound.

As if guessing what he was thinking, Taianda continued, "Vocalize through your nose. ”

Wren tried: "So?"

Tigraso said, "Do you know what the hell this is?"

The three of them whispered to each other, but the ape-like ignored them, as if deciding that they could not escape.

This is indeed the case.

The three of them put aside their prejudices and discussed for most of the day, but they did not get any useful information, and they did not discuss any methods.

Including what happened in the Sea of Silence, where they are now, the three of them don't know anything.

As for the power...... Tigraso and Taianda, like Wren, were so mentally exhausted that they couldn't even feel the sea of consciousness.

They are now as weak as ordinary people.

The three of them slowly fell silent, looking at each other, all of them with a sense of sadness that the end of the world was falling together.

Time passes slowly.

The "dancing" ape-like steps grew more and more hurried, and the voices of the priests became louder and louder.

Wren felt the crystals in his mouth heat up more and more, as if they had burned his tongue.

His head was chaotic, and emotions such as pain, fear, anger, and unwillingness were mixed together, making his brain swell and ache for a while.

The sky was overcast, and I didn't know if it was already like this or if it was cloudy.

The mysterious dance and demonic sound echoed through the air.

If you are high in the sky, you can see that this is a huge altar, and Wren and the others are in the center of the altar.

Thundered!

A creepy voice suddenly came, and the terrifying pressure that came made Wren's body shake, and he subconsciously raised his head.

But I saw that a crack more than 100 meters wide appeared in the void at some point, like a giant eye in the air, looking down with inexplicable coercion.

"What is this?!" Taianda snorted heavily, her eyes filled with fear. (To be continued.) )