After leaving the Darknessless Domain, Señol immediately stayed away from the war group and licked his wounds alone, he deeply felt that it was a joke for him to come to participate in the arrest operation today, and he really achieved the effect that both gods and people were showing, and only he was beaten. Obviously, Gelman Sparrow only has Sequence Five, and he is still a way to play doll acrobatics, how can he not die under the siege of two sages?

Señol was completely blind to the two adults and the helpers Gelman had invited, fighting in a space that he could not perceive and could not understand, and every movement of the wind, every rotation of leaves, and the rise and fall of every grain of dust may represent a confrontation.

Seeing that he had temporarily escaped the siege, Crane retracted his secret puppet, identified the next direction, and headed towards the originally booked destination.

Seeing that Gelman was about to flee, Seignior ignored his injuries and chased after him again.

However, Gilcias stopped in front of his master first, and opened his mouth at him as if he could see the ghost directly.

"Slow!"

Señor's figure froze, and then a golden bullet shot from behind Gilcias's flank, aimed at his weak neck.

As soon as Crane pulled the trigger, an arm poked out in the air. Crane's danger was like a barbed mace hammering his mind, and he didn't bother to check if Señor had been shot, so he quickly closed his eyes and pulled out "Grossell's Travels" to block it.

As soon as the asphalt-soaked arms appeared, the whole forest began to shake, all the vegetation and vitality quickly faded, and all the animals and animals surged with crazy and bloodthirsty thoughts, as if the world was about to be destroyed.

Crane was greatly affected, countless entangled desires welled up in his mind, the surface of his skin bulged one particle after another, and the whole person glided to the edge of uncontrollable ground.

The arm stretched out quickly from the void, as if he was afraid that he would have no food to eat if he was too late, and hurriedly grabbed Crane.

Between the lightning and flint, the arm seemed to be affected by some force, and suddenly deflected slightly, and crumpled Gilcias into a pile of pitch-black mud, which was exactly the same color as the arm, as if it was dripping liquid from the arm.

Crane disconnected the spirit thread in time, so that the contamination could spread, and the spirit that was on the verge of getting out of control worse.

There was another vision in the sky, and the dark clouds condensed into an angry face, and Ion Courtman's originally hard and deep face was rounded by the dark clouds, making the angry lion who had invaded the territory look a little funny.

However, Aquaman's anger was not funny at all, and the thick lightning turned into a cage, quickly enveloping the pitch-black arm, and the ill-fated woods began to rain with lightning again.

The influence of his arm waned slightly, and Crane regained some reason from his chaotic thoughts, quickly put away the Deathstroke Revolver, pulled out the prepared iron cigarette case, punctured the spiritual wall, felt the copper whistle inside, and blew it vigorously on the side of his mouth.

The messenger, who did not know the horror of the human heart and the hardships of the world, immediately appeared, and before he could see the situation, he was stuffed into a white feather in his tentacle, and then the bronze whistle that solidified the summoning ritual flew straight to the dark arm.

Crane, who didn't dare to open his eyes at all, ripped off the "Book of Natural Disasters" behind him, and fended off the lightning, acid rain, and gaze back and forth with his left and right hands, and even Crane wanted to find something to plug his ears, he could always hear some whispering and gasps, obviously his eyes were closed, and he could still feel the sudden arrival of dead darkness.

"Haha, it's so messy, it's exciting!"

When Crane heard the voice, he felt a familiar sense of weightlessness and vertigo, and when his spirituality was clear again, he "plopped" and fell into the unknown sea.

The icy waters sparked Crane's spirits, and he discovered that something like a corpse had fallen into the sea with him.

Instinctively, he grabbed the man, struggling to lift his head out of the water, glad that he could swim and had plenty of opportunities to use the charm, and looked at the man who was holding him, and by the moonlight he saw Señor, whose eyes were sunken, pale, and whose face and neck were black bulges, more terrifying than a ghost.

Crane nearly threw him back into the sea with a flick of his hand.

"Why is he here?"

Crane questioned soulfully.

The god of lamps carried his lamp and stood on the surface of the water.

He resumed his lazy tone and said, "I was beaten for nothing, and I didn't catch anything." ”

Crane was silent and didn't reply, didn't say anything about the gain, and lost a secret couple worth about 10,000 pounds, by the way, he still owed 10,000 pounds, he exhaled and comforted himself, people can only talk about property damage if they are alive.

Then, the lamp god sighed twice and continued: "Didn't you see that your secret couple was lost, so I picked up one for you." Don't look at his broken appearance, he can still be used for repair. ”

He looked around at the sea, which was glowing crimson in the night, and said, "Don't bother, quickly divinate which direction we are going." ”

Crane was overjoyed, and hurriedly began to manipulate Seigor's spirit thread, but he suddenly felt that he was itching all over his body, especially the back of his hand, and when he felt it carefully, he found that the pores on his body were expanding on their own, and fine hairs grew inside, and the fluff on the back of his hand grew especially rapidly, and he was about to grow into feathers.

"Lying grass, why are you hairy!"

Then came the gloating laughter of the lamp god.

Crane stopped manipulating the spirit thread and used the power of the living corpse to create a large expanse of ice, which he prepared to climb onto the ice floe and into the gray mist.

The lamp god looked at Crane and said, "You are not lightly ill, I can only stabilize your condition temporarily, and I have to wait for the expert to treat you." ”

The growth rate of the feathers was slowed indefinitely, and although Crane felt that they were still preparing to burrow out of their bodies, it was as if they had been stumbled with sleeping pills, and they could not muster up the energy to grow.

Thinking that this must have something to do with the bronze whistle, there is a high probability that Mr. Azik will have a way, so Crane continued the previous process of manipulating the spirit thread, and only by truly turning Seigor into a secret puppet can he wait for Mr. Azik and the staff to find the direction with peace of mind.

Maybe it was because Señor was too affected, or maybe the lack of oxygen caused brain damage when he was brought by the neck, until the end, he couldn't resist.

At this time, Renette's figure suddenly appeared in the void, her four heads rarely grew on her neck, but they grew together, which can only be said to be more curious than carrying them in her hands, her four pairs of eyes took turns to look at Crane, and she still spoke as before: "Task ......", "Complete ......", "Remember ......", "Payment ......"

When Miss Messenger disappeared, Crane took out his water-soaked pen and said, "Let's go." ”

The ice beneath his ass was constantly stinging cold, the sea breeze was blowing wet clothes, and for a moment Crane was in the shoes of the most famous shipwreck couple.

Suddenly, his shoulders were grasped by a familiar feeling, and the crimson in front of him suddenly became vivid, and he grabbed Seigno's arm for the first time, and then looked at the lamp god, and before the scenery before him completely changed, he saw the bright brass patches crash against him.

But the thought that immediately crossed Crane's mind was that Mr. Azik was late again.