Under the dome.

The figure of a demon and a man sat cross-legged, shrouded in blood and ash, and the qi around him was terrifying.

The Rakshasa Stone attracts the blood and energy around it, opens the rituals, intertwines with each other, and the words are embedded in the air.

At this moment, Duke Bolton's body was restrained by the Rakshasa Stone, and his soul looked at the situation outside in a daze.

Although, now this body no longer belongs to Duke Bolton, nor to Virgil the Great, who has been controlling him, it belongs to the evil god.

He spent hundreds of years and endured countless hardships to make a deal with the God of Blood and Chaos.

It was a number of forbidden arts, many evils, and Duke Bolton didn't even know why he did it, his mind was already twisted.

In order to obtain eternal life, Duke Bolton has given almost everything, and every time he paints, he needs to give a part of his soul power, and he also has to suffer huge side effects in this way of painting.

Some will squeeze the life potential of the flesh with every use, and some will produce terrifying mental sequelae with every use, which will make people manic and split.

It's like falling into evil and demonic ways.

He felt that his will was dying, and the Rakshasa Stone, because he had not waited for the sacrifice of the ritual outside, had begun to devour his power.

Virgil the Great's face was distorted by pain, and the years of the past were churning in his heart.

He has been without parents since he was a child, and he has been an orphan for as long as he can remember.

He grew up in an orphanage, and since he was a child, he envied his classmates for having pocket money, envious of their new clothes and beautiful school bags, he had nothing.

The look that his classmates and teachers disliked him, he could remember it for a lifetime, he hated that kind of look, and hated the people who looked at him with that kind of look.

He was in pain, and he didn't know when it began, but he gained power that didn't belong to him, and he became the one chosen by the evil gods.

The gods of blood and chaos are always searching for the right soul in this world.

The so-called appropriateness is to have both pain and desire.

This is the soul that evil gods like.

She felt that a soul without pain was worthless, so she wanted a vessel that could hold both pain and desire.

She told Virgil the Great that from now on, you will be the purest person in the world, you will become a human god, and you will enjoy the faith of mankind, so that when everyone sees my eyes, they will only have an extreme emotion towards me—that is, fear.

Virgil the Great enjoyed three hundred years, and he willingly did things for the evil gods because he had obtained what he wanted.

Including this time, he is about to receive the coveted eternal life.

However, just when all his plans were about to succeed, the young man, not knowing what he had done, put his perfect plan in jeopardy.

......

A fireplace made of just four stones is trying to heat a small cabin.

In this humble fireplace, the flames burned with difficulty, supported by a few pieces of firewood.

Outside, it was getting darker.

Ah Wei, who had just woken up from a short sleep, put back the white hunting clothes on his body and squatted in front of the fireplace.

He shared a message from an ant, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Others may not know what Chen Mo has done, but as a subordinate of [Queen Ant], how could Ah Wei not know?

He knew that the [Queen Ant] was able to control others, using something called the White Corpse Worm.

In a previous mission, the [Ant Queen] lost a white corpse worm.

Therefore, the other party's means of controlling the puppet is likely to be the white corpse worm.

Yes, Ah Wei had already guessed that the black-robed pharaoh was controlled by Chen Mo.

He wanted to explain it to Wolf, but the fool didn't believe in such sorcery at all.

Ah Wei has no choice, in order to live, he must kill

Otherwise, if those two players are allowed to complete their tasks and leave this world, he will never be able to get out.

He was draped in a blanket that had been prepared long ago, and he casually put a piece of firewood into the fireplace, and immediately, the flame of the new fuel was increased by several points, and after that, the addition of several firewoods dispelled the cold in the whole room.

He got up and looked at the fog outside the room, his eyes turning cold.

He knew his chance had come.

......

The weather wasn't good, but it was man-made.

A thick fog poured from the mouth of a toad made of elm in Yuting's hand, and the mist was like veil and dust, obscuring the vision.

This fog is not harmful to people, but in this fog it can obstruct a person's vision, in which case the power of thermal weapons is minimized.

This is a prop for the fish garden.

After all, they are the party of the sneak attack, and this kind of fog can hide the body and has the function of smoke bombs.

In Yuting's hand, he was holding a green lightsaber.

[Name: Electromagnetic lightsaber]

[Type: Weapon]

【Grade:C】

[Introduction: A standard weapon created by Tiangang Disha, a blade created by the combination of magnetoresistive stone and electromagnetic converter, the blade drawing speed exceeds that of ordinary blades by 1000%. 】

[Special Effect: Increases the speed of drawing knives and increases the slash rate.] 】

[Note: This is a high-tech weapon.] 】

This is a standard weapon developed by the technical department of [Tiangang Disha], and the cost is actually not low.

The main thing is that magnetoresistive stones are very rare, and only a few materials are in the munitions warehouse, and the research institute can only take some of them at a time.

Its greatest property is that it can be converted between gravity and repulsion.

I don't know if it's the high-tech gadget that the scientist came up with, which makes the speed of drawing the knife much faster.

This speed is lethal in melee combat.

The fog was shrouded, the white sun had long since set the horizon, and the sparse light of the stars and moon flickered weakly in the gray sky, barely bringing a faint light to the earth.

This kind of weather is the best time to launch a surprise attack.

Gray-black clouds came in from afar as they were sticky like cement, making the land even darker.

Rumbling thunder and damp and sticky rain began to fall at the same time.

Like a sharp blade, the Terran army easily reached the front of the Scarlet City.

In fact, after the fierce battle of the past few days, the bloodlines at this moment were also exhausted, and now the Terran resistance army has defeated the other party in terms of morale.

Moreover, when Marquis Abro went to support, he had actually taken away a third of the bloodline, so the bloodline's immediate combat power at this moment was not sufficient.

The foreshadowing has been done, and the rest only needs to be rigid.

It's not far from taking this copy completely.

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