After the level 19 Void Weaver hero was killed by Critos, the enemy in front of the Spider Chapel who was still stubbornly resisting became no longer threatening.

Although these are the top classes, in front of Critaus, a level 19 dark soul eater, he is like a dirt chicken, and no one can stop him.

Thirty-two dark shaltens slaughtered with the power of decay.

The ferocious gesture didn't even require Critas to make a move, and the spider army was already defeated.

But Critaus didn't stop there, and once again consumed a thousand points of dark power, increasing the number of Soul Eaters to two thousand.

Without the limitations of the Voidweaver heroes, this storm of death destroyed everything.

After more than a dozen breaths, all the remaining Void Weavers fell in the sky.

None survived.

As soon as the enemies in the sky were cleared, the Soul Eater Raven immediately poured down, rushing down like a tsunami, directly destroying everything on the ground.

The spider army, which was fierce and domineering just now, fell down like wheat at this moment.

The power of the level 19 boss is too foul.

When 32 dark acolytes tear through the defenses of the spider army and storm the Spider Chapel, the red-eyed Soul Eater Raven empties all souls from the battlefield, and the curtain comes down on the attack launched by the Dark Soul Eater-Critaus, the newborn boss.

The end result is. The Spider Chapel, which has two brigades of top-tier troops, was captured by Critos alone.

None of the enemy survived.

The level 19 Void Weaver hero was killed in one move.

The moment the battle came to an end, a chime sounded in Richard's ears.

"Ding~ You commanded the army to kill a large number of spider armies, captured a spider church, and achieved a brilliant victory."

"You get 2,378 undead crystals, kill a level 19 Void Weaver hero, get 1 gold-level undead crystal, and you gain 100,000 experience points."

"Ding~Ling's subordinate - Dark Soul Eater - Critos, the level has reached the peak of level 19, and the mission is triggered - Transcendent Battle."

"Transcendent Battle: Find a transcendent hero, kill the opponent in battle, and after the mission is completed, you will break through the bottleneck and be promoted to transcendental."

"Note: You must contribute the main output in battle, and the damage ratio is less than 70%, and the progress is invalid."

After a few glances at the prompt, Richard's eyes immediately lit up.

The previous information is okay, it's all a normal harvest, nothing special.

But the promotion mission triggered by Criteos made him extremely interested.

According to the god of dwarfs, the new life born in the main plane cannot reach the highest level of transcendence, and can only be promoted after passing the test of the rules.

The terrifying existence that once stepped into the river of fate really can't be underestimated, and now the other party has triggered the promotion task.

And Critas's transcendent battle is quite similar to his previous mission of upgrading from level 14 to level 15, requiring the killing of a higher-level hero.

However, unlike before, which needed to be killed alone, this mission can be completed in a team.

"Fortunately, the system also knows how outrageous it is to hunt transcendent alone at level 19"

Richard breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the content of the mission.

If you really kill the transcendent alone, Critos's promotion task, I'm afraid that it will be useless in a short time.

Unless you get something like a forbidden spell or a demigod, it is impossible to kill the transcendent at level 19.

No matter how extraordinary the weak chicken is, it is also extraordinary!

Level 19 seems to be only one level away from level 20, but the difference in strength is unimaginable.

In the case of the Ancient Tree of Sin, this top boss has metamorphosed twice, and after having some of the power and authority of Corruption, it can only block the attack of the Dune Lord's sand soldiers.

Moreover, the Lord of the Dunes was released after being sealed for countless years, not to mention the peak state, even the ordinary state.

One can imagine how ridiculously strong the transcendent is.

However, despite the ability to form a team, the limitation is not simple - you have to contribute 70% of the damage, which makes the difficulty of this task exaggerated.

It has invisibly added a lot of difficulties.

But in any case, it is much better to allow outsiders to participate than to go it alone.

"Plan well, and when you finally conquer the Spider Temple, you may not be able to make Critas break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly in one fell swoop."

If you can get one within this quest.

Even if it can't complete the final mission, Dusk City has enough confidence to deal with the upheaval of the world next.

If the quest can be completed, then after obtaining the Soul Scroll, the City of Dusk will have two transcendentals.

Two transcendental!

This is a natural disaster-level combat power!!

Thinking of that image, Richard's breathing immediately became rapid.

No matter what, I'm going to him hard this time!

As soon as the battlefield calmed down, he drove Jarvis to the front of the Spider Chapel.

Rolled over and entered the church.

Familiar images come to mind, and the house full of vivid spider statues makes people feel a little frightened.

Richard ignored these things and walked straight to the statue of Rose.

Looking at the skull-sized statue on the altar, his heart moved, and he directly took out the statue of the ancient god of the old days.

A dark light surged out, enveloping Rose's statue.

After the statue's breath was blocked and died, it was not given any chance to happen, and it was included in the system space.

I had an experience that knowing that the statue was related to Rose, and making mistakes would be pure intelligence and not enough.

After doing all this, his eyes looked at the dark soul eater who was stunned at his side, looking at the statue of Rose ten meters high.

"Crites, did you find anything?"

The Dark Soul Eater was awakened, turned around, and saluted respectfully.

"My lord, the stone used for this statue is the Abyss Magic Stone, which is very suitable for making stone boxes."

Richard was interested.

Critos's racial talent is somewhat similar to that of the Lich—

The body of the structure, the soul is immortal, and it can be made into a stone box to store the soul, and after the main body dies, the stone box can be used to revive it.

Criteos didn't put his mark on the altar of heroes.

If you die in a dungeon, you're really dead.

After making the stone box, he took one out, and even if he encountered any accidents, he could be resurrected.

This is the best insurance.

"How long does it take to make a crate?"

"Half an hour."

Richard nodded, it wasn't long.

With a thought, the light of the statue of the old god enveloped the large statue as well.

Once again, the opportunity for the unexpected is eliminated.

"Remove the stone statue and find a safe area to remake it."

"Yes, my lord."

Receiving approval, Critaus no longer hesitated, and with a wave of his hand, the 32 dark servants in the room with a somewhat illusory body stepped forward.

These behemoths, which were more than eight meters in size, directly forcibly lifted the statue of Rose, which was more than ten meters high.

Richard was amazed.

These Dark Minions are really useful, and they are similar to his skill of condensing sandmen.

However, the Sandmen need sand and gravel to coalesce, and these Servants of Darkness can live forever.

The difference between the two is that the sandmen can be reunited in an instant even if they are broken, while the dark minions can only wait for three days, which can be regarded as having their own advantages.

After a simple search, he also found nothing in the church, and Richard, who was already hopeless, was not disappointed, turned around and left directly.

After sitting back on Jarvis, he glanced faintly at the huge spider statue on the top of the church.

"Treebeard, smash this church."

The order was given, and the ancient tree of the gods on the side waved its huge roots closer.

Call~

Roots as strong as rocks swung, and terrifying power erupted.

In less than three minutes, the huge Spider Chapel in front of it was a pile of rubble and debris.

It's more exaggerated than a roller.

While the Ancient Tree of Evil was wielding a sledgehammer, Critas had a new move.

The dark Soul Eater looked up as the red-eyed Soul Eater was still flying in the sky.

The dark green eyes suddenly shone brightly.

The arms slowly spread.

The dark power in his body escaped

The red-eyed crows in the sky seemed to have received some order, and ah~ahà~ahà~ let out a terrible cry, and immediately turned around and swarmed towards Kritas.

In the next second, a surprising picture appeared.

The disembodied crows crashed directly into Critos' body.

And then blended into it.

More than two thousand red-eyed black crows formed a storm and rushed directly into Kritas's body.

This picture is like a mural carved by evil god believers to praise darkness and evil, giving people a strong horror impact.

Richard was also very surprised.

These Soul Eater Crows, can they still be recovered?

After perceiving it carefully, he was surprised to find that after those Soul Eater Crows merged into Kritos's body, his aura continued to rise.

This is?

With a bit of curiosity, he opened the attribute panel of this evil boss, and then his eyes stayed on the dark power column.

+1+0.3+5

Each time a Soul Eater Raven merges, the maximum amount of dark power in Critaus's body increases somewhat.

Some are more, some are less, apparently based on how many souls the Soul Eater Raven devours.

When all the 2,000 Soul Eater Ravens were recovered by Critos, the power of darkness that was originally only 8,000 points before this war had risen to 8,320 points at this time.

That's an increase of 320 points.

Richard was extremely satisfied.

This may not seem like a lot, but it only casts one skill. But it was the harvest of a battle.

And that's not counting the two skills he acquired from spiders.

If this continues to be devoured, how rich will his dark power be? How terrifying should the strength of the soul be? How many powerful skills can you have in the end?

If you think about it a little, you can feel the terrifying growth of this boss, and Richard is emotionally high.

Critaus may not be as powerful as the Ancient Tree of Divine Evil now, but the future is limitless and no worse than anyone else.

It was only after Clitos's side was finished that he retracted his mind, and no longer hesitated at the moment, and gave the order decisively.

"Leave the Spider Chapel immediately, go back the way you came, and find an area without spider eyeliner to rest."

The order was given, and the army immediately set off.

The army composed of necromancy is no better than that of humans, and its efficiency is extremely high, and whatever the order of the master is, it will be resolutely carried out, and there is no such thing as discounting at all.

The six-meter-tall Critos sat on the Ancient Tree of Evil, and only this big creature could carry him.

The body is made of special rocks, and the weight is exaggerated, and ordinary bone demons can't drag it.

The hurried army soon disappeared into the night, leaving only a ruin in its place.

More than half an hour later, a huge army of spiders arrived from the darkness.

Looking at the church that had been destroyed, I was immediately furious.

The leading spider hero let out a terrible roar.

Damn blasphemers!!

Don't get caught by these despicable reptiles!!

The Twilight City army returned as quickly as they could to an area that had been deliberately emptied when they came, and Richard stopped the army.

The previous battles to capture the Spider Chapel will be slightly less difficult. The further back you go, the fewer the Spider Chapels are, and the stronger the enemies you face.

At that time, it was the real bloody battle.

Now you can increase as much power as you can.

With Critos' stone box in hand, some bold operations can be done, and there is no need to be afraid of it.

After the army stopped, the flying class stood guard all around, and Critos began to have the minions put Rose's statue on the ground and prepare it for crafting.

Richard watched curiously.

He was no stranger to treasures such as stone boxes, and Gaunt, a mummy hero, was able to make soul life boxes.

However, because of the Hero Altar, Gaunt only made three, one in the Underworld, one in the City of Twilight, and one on him.

In this way, even if something goes wrong, there will always be one who can be resurrected, and if everything goes wrong, then most of the city of dusk will not exist.

As Richard's thoughts flowed, Critos moved.

The oss stretched out his right hand and pressed it against Rose's statue.

Endless dark power surged out.

Irrigation and entering.

The statue seemed to be scorched by a high temperature, and in less than three minutes, it bubbled and melted.

Beneath the crucible of the forces of darkness, the massive statue shrank and some impurities were removed.

Drops of black mucus are constantly dripping from it.

Half an hour later, the stone statue more than ten meters high had shrunk by an astonishing amount.

In front of Critaus, only a stone slab 50 centimeters long, 20 centimeters wide, and 10 centimeters thick floated in the air.

Even if the spiders came to see it, they wouldn't believe that it was a statue of their god

The majestic power of darkness continued to feed into the slate, but the size of the slab had not changed.

When the input energy reaches a certain limit, the slate gradually exudes a terrifying evil power.

If ordinary people are contaminated with this breath, they are afraid that they will be consumed by despair and fear in an instant.

As Richard watched, Critos suddenly grabbed his head with one hand.

The giant hand with hideous barbs pierced the skull directly like a void soul eater crow at this moment.

Tear pull~

There was a sound of sackcloth being torn, and then a giant hand was withdrawn from the skull.

Looking intently, he could see that he was holding a wisp of dark blue soul power in his hand.

Richard was dumbfounded.

What is this guy doing??. tearing his soul apart?

What the hell can you do like that?

Doesn't it hurt?

Critaus didn't care, as if he hadn't done it.

Slowly put the wisp of soul power on the stone slab.

The slate is like a sponge absorbing water, directly absorbing the power of the soul.

Just when Richard thought he was done, the dark aura of the stone slab suddenly subsided, and then a large piece of scum fell, and the smooth appearance suddenly became uneven.

On the whole, it looks like it is no different from the stones you see on the road, and it has become unremarkable.

Disguise.

Richard was amazed, this is the stone box?

With some curiosity, I opened the properties panel.

Stone crates

Grade: Special

Characteristics: Contains a special wisp of soul power, placed in the earth, can continue to absorb the power of the earth to nourish this soul power.

Description: A treasure made by a dark being.

There is not much introduction in the attributes, and there is no ability to resurrect this feature.

It is Critas himself, not the stone box, that has the ability to resurrect.

The function of the crate is only to preserve the power of the soul.

When Criteos was done, he picked up the stone box and walked up to Richard.

The dark boss knelt down on one knee and respectfully handed the stone box to him.

"My lord, the stone box has been made. As long as it is placed in the earth, the soul power inside will not wither. ”

"When I die, I will be resurrected in the same place where the stone box is."

Richard stretched out his hand to take it, and a big stone in his heart finally landed.

Now, even if there is an accident, this copy of the strategy will not be lost.

Troops can still be recruited when they die, at most it is a matter of how many resources are spent, but the heroes die one less one.

After placing the crate in the system space, Richard opened the map again.

Looking at the remaining spider markings on it, his eyes fixed on the nearest one, and he resolutely ordered.

"Immediately move on to the next Spider Church."

The longer it drags on, the more variable it becomes.

Neither the will of the plane that had reached the limit nor the anger of Queen Rose would allow him to drag it down.

Time is not on his side.

And the proceeds from the storming of the church also made him excited.

Necromantic crystals, a lot of experience plus a key item for the synthetic class - the statue of Rose.

That's all great payoff.

Now that he has 5 statues in his hands, as long as he can capture 7 more, he can synthesize that special spider-type class.

This is the harvest of the advanced maps of the strategy, and it is worth looking forward to what troops can be obtained in the end.

What's more, there is also Criteos, a boss who can devour souls and grow.

War is a hunt for him, and those spiders will become his nourishment.

The heart is full of fighting spirit.

The order was given, and the army that came in a hurry hurried away.

Under the cover of night, move on to the next goal.

"Damn, what are these dogs trying to do?"

"I'm stupid, I'm so stupid, I shouldn't have listened to the saying that the higher the level of the dungeon, the more high-level treasures you can get. They didn't tell me, it's too fateful to spend it. ”

"On the day of the sacrifice, your uncle, the dignified Chinese descendants of Lao Tzu and a staunch supporter of atheism, will one day be sacrificed to the evil gods! Lao Tzu is not convinced! ”

"What to do. Is it going to be gg? Woo woo. More than 20 wives in my territory are still waiting for me to comfort me, I can't die here. ”

"It's okay, someone else will help you comfort you when you're dead."

Inside the church where dozens of spider statues are placed.

More than thirty players who were bound up in cobwebs and had only one head exposed, wept and looked in horror at the abyssal spider-men in front of them who were wiping the altar.

The grease oil lamp emitted a dim glow that barely illuminated the surroundings.

In front of the altar, the upper body is an elf and the lower body is a spider statue of the evil god, which looks particularly hideous and terrifying in the dim environment.

As far as the eye could see, it was as if there really was an evil god looking down on them.

A player with a full beard and five big and three thick voices lowered his voice a little.

"Don't fucking Bibi, you forgot what that NPC said? As soon as the sacrifice begins, let's take that thing out, and then the sacrifice will be directly destroyed."

The player suddenly fell silent, turning his head to look at the bearded player.

Gritted their teeth one by one.

"Brother Long, do you really believe in that dog thing?"

The bearded player said in a deep voice.

"That NPC has been captive by spiders for thousands of years, it's fine, there must be something"

"Thousands of years? Fuck his shit, when does this old thing have a word of truth in his mouth? ”

A female gamer said indignantly.

"He also said to give him a touch and take me out? The old lady bear is about to be touched by him, hasn't he been brought here? ”

This immediately caused public outrage among a group of players.

"Damn, I also said that Lao Tzu is a genius with extraordinary talents, as long as you give him all the rare resources on your body, you will teach me an ancient skill, after Lao Tzu gave him the resources, guess what he taught? The manure digging specialization also comes with thirty years of experience, and it's passed down in memory mode.,I'm day you&%¥#@#......*"

"I was tricked into washing his feet for a week, and it was dry cleaning without water, my day."

"I fucking got fucking tricked into my panties by that old bastard."

The crowd was outraged.

Dozens of players angrily scolded the NPC in the bearded mouth.

It's the first time they've seen such a shameless dog thing after they've lived for so long.

If it weren't for being imprisoned in the spider's dungeon, his strength would be limited, and he wouldn't be able to kill the other party.

Whatever they say, they're going to that dog thing to death.

It's infuriating.

After scolding, someone suddenly said.

"Brother Long, it shouldn't be that old guy who promised you something, right?"

These words made the others immediately stop scolding, and they all turned their heads to look at the bearded player.

Forced to look at by everyone, the bearded player couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and after barely laughing a few times, he was a little annoyed and angry after explaining a few words.

"No matter what, we've been forced to this extent, what else can we do?"

"Don't you believe that NPC, you have a way?"

When the words fell, the player who was still aggressive just now suddenly looked like a frosted eggplant.

If there was a way, they would still be trapped here??

But they didn't feel at ease by believing that old bastard like that.

Don't just didn't interrupt the sacrifice at that time, but also provoked the spider.

It was originally a knife to understand, painless and traceless, but now it is replaced by five horses to divide the corpse, Ling Chi to death and other tortures.

With what they knew about the old guy, it wasn't a question of whether it was possible, but how many times had he done it?

Seeing the scene fall into silence, the bearded player also felt that the NPC's character was too bad and really not worth mentioning, so he changed directions and continued.

"We have no choice, if we don't do it, we will die, and if we do it, there will be a chance of survival, if you don't do it, I'll come."

"Anyway, as long as one person makes a move, he can interfere with the sacrifice"

Silence, silence again.

Nobody wants to talk.

If it were a different NPC, they would already be thinking about how to complete this task.

But it came out of the mouth of the dog, and it was useless to say anything to them!

Just when the players have different minds.

The Abyssal Spidermen who were wiping the altar stopped moving, and their green eyes looked at them in unison.

Feeling the sudden silence of the air, all the players subconsciously turned their heads.

After seeing hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at them, a cold air suddenly rushed from the soles of their feet to the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Finished!!

These bugs are about to begin

The next second this thought arose, dozens of hideous-looking Abyssal Spider Men stepped forward, lifted all the players who were firmly wrapped in spider silk, and placed them on the altar one by one, with their heads inward.

At this moment, the statue of Rose was above their heads, and when they opened their eyes, they could see that the oppressive force exploded instantly.

"I'm your day, let go of Lao Tzu, fuck your uncle's rotten leather shoes, there's a kind of letting Lao Tzu go!!"

"I would like to believe in the great God of our. Don't do it."

"Woo woo woo I want to go home"

Sensing the impending death, the player immediately descends into confusion.

There are those who scold, those who want to raise the white flag, and those who are so frightened that they have no master

Life is varied and uneven.

No one heeds the player's shouts, and the Abyssal Spidermen have arranged them neatly, gathered them all in front of the altar, and then prostrate themselves on the ground and begin to pray in their most humble posture.

“……&*%￥%）%”

Evil and terrifying prayers rang out, and the sound of hundreds of people chanting at the same time brought a terrifying resonance.

At this moment, the player only feels that his soul is being consumed.

The statue of the evil god above his head is even more alive at this moment.

The face became more and more distorted.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a player burst into a hysterical scream, and the companion next to him subconsciously looked, and then found out in horror.

The other party's whole person is aging rapidly, and in a few breaths, he is dozens of years old.

"Something happened to Huzi!!"

Several players who witnessed this scene suddenly had their scalps tingling, and their whole bodies were about to explode.

When the bearded player saw this scene, he couldn't hold back anymore and roared loudly.

"Take that thing out !!"

The players who had resisted just now came back to their senses, like a drowning man grasping the last straw and taking out a black bone that was almost a third the size of a palm from the system space.

But all players are bound by cobwebs, and when things are taken out, they can't break the shackles.

It can only be held tightly in the hand.

But the frightened players couldn't care so much, and used their own methods to frantically inject magic or qi and blood into the black bones.

The next second.

After receiving the energy infusion, a special evil aura permeated from the black bones.

In the middle of a breath, the evil aura poured out of the player's body, turning into gray-black tentacles

Climb up against the idol.

Under everyone's horrified gaze, the tentacles pierced directly into the idol.

The oppressive feeling emanating from the idol quickly dissipated, and the evil aura of the tentacles began to skyrocket.

Is this devouring the power of the idol?

Players are surprised and delighted when they see this scene.

Many people have a feeling of tears in their eyes.

"That old thing of the dog day, it's finally going to give it a try!!"

But before they could be happy, the huge movement created by dozens of tentacles alarmed the abyssal spider-men below.

When these evil god believers looked up, they were shocked to find that the statue of their god was being eroded by a strange aura?

This directly poked the hornet's nest.

One by one, they got up and rushed over.

Trying to stop all this.

But those evil tentacles have no substance, and no matter how much they wield their swords, they can't do harm.

Then I can only watch as the tentacles that emerge from the player's cocoon devour the statue of the spider queen.

Click~

When the devouring reached a certain limit, a crisp crack sounded, and the idol of the spider directly cracked

After those evil tentacles could not devour the energy, they directly turned into countless fragments and disappeared into the air.

All that is left on the field is the furious Abyssal Spider Man and the players on the altar who are bound to death.

At this moment, more than 30 players saw this scene, and they were stunned at first, and then after making sure that there was no other movement, they only felt that their blood was cold.

The grief and indignation in my heart cannot be described in words.

That old dog, pit them again!!

The bearded player was so angry that a mouthful of old blood spurted out three feet away.

Roaring in the sky.

"Old dog!! WCNM!!!”

The other party is right, after they took out the black bones, they interrupted the sacrifice, but they were not rescued?

And next, they have to face a group of angry Abyssal Spidermen!!

The worst has emerged.

"Lao Tzu will definitely beat out his dog brain when he goes out!"

"Damn, I knew that old dog wouldn't be happy, and now it might as well die just now!"

"I'm going to throw you in the stable, and let the stallion wheel you a hundred times, a hundred times!!"

“.”

All let out the craziest curses.

I've hated that NPC like crazy in my heart!

At this moment, the sound of puff ~ war knife into the bone sounded.

Then, the rich smell of blood came to my nose.

The player who was still scolding subconsciously turned his head to see that the blood of a headless corpse on the side was flowing out of the cobwebs, staining most of the altar with blood.

The Abyssal Spider-Man has done it!!

Uncontrollable despair and fear swelled up in everyone.

This copy is not resurrected, and if you die, you are really dead!!

"Who dares to blaspheme my god?"

In the Abyssal Spider-Man, a leader growls at the player.

Abyssal blasphemy pounded their souls.

"Despicable worms, blasphemers, all have to die!!"

Puff~Puff~

Before the player could come back to his senses, several more slashing sounds sounded, and several human heads rolled down, and the smell of blood became stronger.

"It's the old dog! It's the old guy you're holding in the dungeon."

"Don't kill me, don't, I'll say anything."

People are swords, I am fish and meat, and the players who are dominated by life feel heartfelt fear and despair.

After killing seven or eight people in a row, the entire altar was covered in blood.

The remaining players are crazy, struggling to escape, but under the dense guard, under the cobwebs, no matter how much they struggle.

Death loomed over them step by step.

The bearded player slowly closed his eyes as he watched the head of one of the people next to him be cut off.

The despair and pain in the heart were dispelled, and the emotions were calmer than ever.

In his mind, he recalled all kinds of past memories from the beginning of coming to "Glorious Era" to entering the copy for more than half a year, and finally the memory of the rice field when he was a child, as well as his parents who cultivated in the field, and his grandmother who called him home for dinner.

He was homesick

After closing his eyes for a long time, he didn't wait for the expected sharp pain, but instead raised a burst of exclamations and angry roars of the abyssal spider people, in addition to a large number of ah~ah~ crows' miserable screams.

It seems that the church is in great chaos.

With some confusion, he slowly opened his eyes.

Looking sideways ahead, there was a picture in his sight that he would never forget.

Black, red-eyed crows swarmed in from outside the church like a storm.

Those abyssal spider men who were fierce and powerful in his eyes and could easily slaughter his army were now being passed through by those red-eyed crows one by one.

Then, these troops seemed to be pulled out of their souls, and they collapsed directly to the ground, and there was no more sound.

The army of spiders, which had just been invincible, was left with corpses in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, a figure shrouded in yellow sand, surrounded by red-eyed crows, floated into the church.

The spider corpses everywhere, the red-eyed crows that set off the storm, and the huge spider statues around them, all of these have become the background boards of each other at this moment.

After the mysterious being appeared, it became the only focus.

Who's this?

The bearded player in the midst of surprise has a huge question?

He then opened the properties panel of the mysterious being. In the next second, his eyes suddenly widened.

At this point, the air suddenly froze.

It wasn't just him, everyone had a shocked expression.

The moment they opened each other's attribute panels, they found that the other party was not an NPC.

The color of the player board is so striking at the moment.

The bearded player's eyes were wide open, and his face was stiff from being shocked.

Play, Player ??!!

What the fuck is this international joke?!!

The other party is a player like them?!

When did a player have such exaggerated and terrifying powers?

This astonishing discovery shocked everyone to the point that it was difficult for them to do so.

The bearded player forced down his inner emotions and said in a trembling voice.

"This big, big guy, can you save us once?"

The next moment, he felt that the figure surrounded by crows and shrouded in yellow sand glanced at them indifferently.

Finally, his gaze rested on the broken statue of Rose, and his eyes froze.

With a little coldness, the voice resounded in everyone's ears.

"I just sensed that an evil aura was permeating the air, and that was not a power that you could have. What just happened? ”

These words immediately brought a group of players back to their senses, and gritted their teeth and scolded the most vicious words in their lives.

"This is what the old dog did!!"

"Dog's day mongrel, the beast who gave birth to three PY, that old dog asked me to put a bone on my body, saying that as long as the Abyssal Spider-Man starts the sacrifice, activating the bone can interrupt their sacrifice"

"That old dog is locked up in a dungeon, this big guy, you let go of me and I'll take you there, I must let this dog know what it means to be wheeled to death!!"

“.”

It wasn't until the player's scolding voice was much quieter, that the mysterious figure shrouded in yellow sand made a move.

With a wave of the opponent's hand, the yellow sand condensed into a sharp sword, directly tearing the spider silk that bound them.

The remaining twenty or so players have finally regained their freedom.

Seeing spider carcasses all over the ground and red-eyed crows flying in the sky was full of awe.

This strange and mysterious player is terrifying.

I really don't know what it is.

When they came back to their senses, they couldn't get angry anymore and started a new round of spitting on the NPC that pitted them.

The figure didn't seem interested in listening, looked around, and turned to leave.

Only one sentence was left to echo in the air.

"Everybody come out and take me to the NPC who gave you the black bones, and he took my things."

The player's voice stops abruptly.

They could feel that the mysterious player was angry, and it felt like the unhappiness of being robbed of a baby.

In the midst of the surprise, the bearded player seemed to have thought of something at this moment, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked with a bit of apprehension and awe.

"This big guy hasn't asked me what to call you."

Without the slightest pause, the other party disappeared from sight without looking back.

Only a single voice is left that constantly reverberates inside the church.

"Qingqiu."

Qingqiu?

The players in the rear were stunned for a moment, and after muttering a few words in their mouths, they all raised their heads, stared at the voice that had disappeared with wide eyes, and shouted a.

Qingqiu ?!!

This is the damn Qingqiu?!!

(End of chapter)