After barely flying to the city gate, Zhou Ke'er and the others landed tacitly and chose to walk on the ground - obviously, except for the flamingos, no one else continued to fly.

And the flamingo has been rubbing against Zhou Keer's swordsmanship, and she can't fly herself.

After a while, several people quickly approached the large group of monsters that had formed a formation and stood motionless.

However, as soon as they got closer, the monsters that were approaching them reacted instantly and attacked them violently.

Long Aotian glanced at the monsters and determined that they were just poor monsters close to the part of the city wall, the kind that could be cut off at will, so he didn't pay attention to it at all, and while condensing the blood sword in his hand to fight back, he shouted loudly: "We are here to take refuge in you..."

But what is unbelievable is that before he finished speaking, he was directly whipped out by those monsters, and he didn't even have time to resist, so he directly threw an arc with a confused face and was smashed to the ground.

Zhou Ke'er narrowed her eyes when she saw this, and then looked up at the mid-air—a little behind, there were also flying monsters blocking the way to continue walking.

It seems that it can't fly.

Zhou Ke'er herself can teleport, so it's not a big problem to flash all the way, but the main thing is that he can't bring anyone else.

Thinking like this, Zhou Ke'er took the flamingo and retreated a few steps, and Long Aojiao hurriedly followed when she saw this.

Sure enough, once the three of them withdrew from a distance, which was probably the so-called "attack range", the monsters stopped their movements and returned to their original positions and stood motionless.

"How much blood does this one have to lose?"

Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but squat on the edge of Long Aotian, and took a closer look, it didn't seem that there was any wound, and he didn't vomit blood, it seemed that the injury should not be very serious, right?

Not necessarily, though. Zhou Keer was slapped by that trick before, and she didn't vomit blood or wounds, but her physical strength also fell in a hurry.

"It shouldn't be... Doesn't make sense? This kind of monster is supposed to be the kind that can be easily killed, huh? ”

Long Aotian got up from the ground and couldn't help but fall into a state of doubting his life, "Could it be that this is strengthened?" The second wave is so much more difficult, huh? It is estimated that it will last until the third wave... Sure enough, let's just kill the other players and improve our ranking..."

Indeed, Zhou Ke'er nodded when he heard this, this strength has increased more than one step compared to the first wave, it is simply several times. The other players who will come out to fight later, if they are also like Long Aotian who take these monsters lightly, it is estimated that many people will be caught off guard.

It's a pity, I actually missed the opportunity for the first wave to go deep into the enemy camp for eighteen years, and it seems that I can only wait for a while to fight, and when the monster's formation is disrupted, can I rush in...

But... At this moment, an indescribable voice that seemed to rise from the depths of the soul suddenly came from somewhere among the vast monsters, instigating Zhou Ke'er to hurry over there.

Under this sudden stimulation, Zhou Keer's right eye instantly became dark and pitch black without warning, and countless thick black mist emerged directly from the eye socket, like a burning black flame, trembling wildly in Zhou Keer's right eye.

A distorted Huaxia text of the old era suddenly appeared in Zhou Keer's mind, as if someone had forcibly engraved it.

"I have often heard that it is not people who are diligent in seeking knowledge, but those who know who are diligent in seeking others. But I know it's wrong. Those who know it do not seek others, but they go out and chase people away. Its carving is deep and ruthless, like an eagle and a dog chasing a rabbit. ”

[Note: I've heard that it's not people who are constantly pursuing knowledge, it's knowledge that is constantly pursuing people.] But I know, that's wrong. Knowledge is not about chasing people, but about chasing people. Its chase is brutal and emotionless, like a falcon and a hound catching a rabbit. ］

It seemed that there were countless strange murmurs chanting this passage in Zhou Ke'er's mind in unison, obviously countless chaotic and completely unheard of languages, but after all the voices were mixed, he heard the meaning contained in the chaos.

In this state, Zhou Ke'er's thinking was very chaotic but extremely agile, and he quickly realized the consequences of absorbing weirdness uncontrollably in a short period of time. After being absorbed by him, the remaining residues did not disappear without a trace, and he didn't know where to go, but merged into the weirdness of his own soul.

This caused the strangeness of the already part of his own soul to gradually expand, devouring and eating away at the rest of the soul.

One consequence of this is... Zhou Ke'er is more and more inclined to strange direction transformation, and for some indescribable things, there seems to be a trace of connection, and even the murmuring and calling of those things can be heard.

The flamingo who was standing next to Zhou Ke'er quickly noticed that something was wrong with him, frowned imperceptibly, and subconsciously wanted to get closer to see what Zhou Ke'er was doing.

But as he got closer, he heard a low, strange and chaotic murmur coming out of his mouth, and as soon as he heard it, the flamingo took several steps back sharply, as if instinctively, and felt extremely creepy, as if in the depths of his soul, he was terrified of this murmur.

The huge Death Scythe Phantom instantly appeared in her hand, and she could feel that these murmurs were stranger than those in the city... Deeper evil.

"Stand back! Stay away from Zhou Keer! ”

Fortunately, Flamingo has always been very calm, and even in such a situation, he can still spare his energy to remind Long Aotian and Long Aojiao.

She estimated that Zhou Ke'er would not make this kind of moth by herself, and deliberately use such an extremely dangerous thing on her companions... Obviously, it should be that he himself has somehow fallen into some kind of trouble. But unfortunately, the flamingo had no way to help him, but to avoid the expansion of trouble.

There was no need for the flamingo to remind him, Long Aotian had already dragged Long Aojiao to retreat a long distance frantically. He was very sensitive to danger, and the moment a black mist appeared in Zhou Keer's eyes, before he could figure out what was going on, his body had already subconsciously acted on its own.

And Zhou Ke'er didn't have time to care about the other people next to him at all, but like a marionette pulled by something, he moved slowly, but quickly and walked towards the monster team.

As expected, the monster's counterattack did not appear, but it was like Moses dividing the sea, and the monsters in front of Zhou Ke'er opened sideways to both sides, making way for him to pass alone.

The flamingo tried to follow Zhou Ke'er along the path, but as soon as he got closer, he was directly knocked away by the monsters on the periphery and smashed to the ground - even more powerful than the attack on Long Aotian just now.

Only Long Ao, Tian and Long Tsundere were left, and the two looked at each other, watching Zhou Ke'er's back slowly disappear into the monster pile.