Initially, Mark asked Byson to wrap him up in a big, cloudy blister.

Unfortunately, there are too many large demons. The smallest of these huge monsters was the size of a sedan. When they pass at high speed, they bring up turbulence, making it difficult for Mark to dive into deep water in reverse without exerting force.

What's more, Mark, a big living person, needs to breathe, and this time it is not the state of [Book of the Hidden Sea] that enters with a spiritual body. In order to continue diving, you must exert your strength, and you must also maintain the secret technique of [Air Bubble].

To put it bluntly, this technique is to use spiritual power to keep a large cloud of air around one's face like an oxygen tube. However, this technique is also flawed, once the air bubble is squeezed by the demons, then Mark will have to use the lower level of [Underwater Breathing].

Don't forget, this is a hive of demons that have been deeply contaminated.

God knows what will happen if you let a body of water full of psychotoxins enter your nasal cavity or even your lungs.

The further Mark dives, the more dangerous it becomes.

Several times, even as he sank gently along the wall of the well, more and more passing demons looked at his strange bubble.

These strange monsters with compound eyes, or more than two, began to suspect him.

"No! It can't go on like this. Is there a way to make me look like a demon and then the other demons won't mind my speed? Mark asked the two girls to whom his soul was connected.

Minnie spoke: "Or, let Byson become a king?" She seems to have said that she wants to be the eighth king of the palace. ”

Bison chick was anxious on the spot: "Wait! Minnie, don't slander me! I mean, my dream is to be a 'harem king'. How did you hear it as 'Harem King Eight'? ”

"......" Mark: "Hello Harem King Ba." Harem King Eight, please start your transformation. ”

"Nope! Wait a minute! I don't want to pretend to be the eighth king when I die! Bison protested loudly in the soul circuit.

Mark whispered: "Byson, you don't want us to be eaten by demons together, do you?" We were chewed over and over again in that big mouth full of fangs, and I might have gotten better, but it was gone in a few strokes. You're miserable. You'll be broken down into ...... first."

"No, no, no, no! Stop it! Don't go on! Can't I pretend to be the king? I'm pretending! Byson's eyes were full of tears: "Oh my God! I just want to go on an adventure with a handsome guy, not to die! ”

Called Gui Shou, Byson's ability has nothing to say.

Just after a wave of demons passed, Bai Sen transformed himself and put on the skin of his soul, so a king ba, about the size of a car, appeared vividly in the black water.

The muddy yellow body, with the limbs that swim slowly, seems to be really not to blame for swimming slowly.

Because Bison himself is [anomalous], there is no problem in terms of breath.

It's just that......

"Byson, don't you think that the turtle you pretended to be is like a real turtle and not like an evil demon?"

"So what?"

"At least get it a few more eyes, right?"

"Okay."

Then, Mark was speechless.

Generally, the eyes of demons are vertical, narrow and evil, and they make people shudder when they look at them.

The extra eyes that Bison made were all waist-shaped eyes, revealing 'wise eyes'.

The eyes of other demons will drop their san value if they look too much, but she is good, and if you see too much, she will lose her IQ.

At this, Mark was a little nervous.

The effect is amazing!

An evil demon swam by, leaving behind: "How can [the lair] give birth to such idiots?" ”

Another demon: "Cannon fodder with a bad brain, what does it do?" ”

In this way, Mark, with the help of Minnie's spirit silk, made the so-called four-eyed king eight take two steps upstream and five steps back. Maybe the wall of the well is too slippery, and this Wang Ba, who is trying to go upstream, is stunned that the more he swims, the deeper he falls.

All that was left was the sneer of the demonic compatriots.

In this way, swaying, I don't know how long it took, Baisen Wang Ba finally sank to the bottom of the water at least two hundred meters deep.

Mark secretly breathed a sigh of relief, after all, the pressure that another secret technique [Underwater Anti-Stress Technique] could withstand was also limited.

With the help of spiritual vision, he finally got a glimpse of what this so-called [lair] looked like.

It was a large, translucent belly that looked a bit like a plastic Coke bottle with a lot of holes. It's just ridiculously large, roughly like a semi-trailer tanker truck with a load of more than 30 tons.

It was wriggling, and from a large round mouth one person tall, red eggs the size of a watermelon were expelled one after another.

When the eggs touch the green area of the seabed next to the nest, which looks like aquatic weeds, a series of umbilical cord-like objects will stick out of the grass and inject into the eggs.

Right in front of Mark, an insect egg changed from the size of a watermelon to the size of a car in less than three minutes, and then broke through the insect egg and turned into a demon of different shapes, which continued to rush to the surface of the water under the call of the demon leader.

It's impossible to find out what the essence of this thing is.

Mark only saw that this dark body of water stretched infinitely into the distance. The spiritual power of ten miles and eight towns was forcibly absorbed here, and it became the nourishment for the rapid growth of the demons.

"Whoa—that's disgusting!" Bison chick muttered.

Is it disgusting?

Yes! It's disgusting.

Just seeing it with my vision makes me feel like vomiting.

The chaotic flow of spiritual information frantically poured towards Mark, and ordinary ordinary people would have gone crazy when they saw this scene.

"Mark, are you alright?" Minnie asked with concern.

"Okay."

Thanks to Basatan, although this big crab has no discipline and once wanted to enslave Mark in turn, its existence has successfully improved Mark's resistance to spiritual erosion. At the same time, the spirit of the wild demon general also greatly increased the threshold of soul erosion that Mark could withstand.

It is one thing to be able to resist spiritual erosion, but it is another thing to be able to touch the side of the [lair].

Mark found that it was not easy to get his hands on the egg-laying monster, because not only was the 'green grass' next to the nest writhing like a sentinel, but there were also small eyeballs on the grass, watching warily in all directions.

Above the nest, there were quite a few bugs that looked like dragon lice and were the size of an adult's fist.

If you look closely, you can see that this bug tornado, which is formed by a large number of dragon lice, is constantly swimming clockwise around the nest, protecting the nest.

As for whether there is any ambush under the rocks next to the lair, God knows.

When Mark was carefully observing the lair, the fighting outside had already reached its highest intensity.

Even though the heroic Extraordinary Ones kept killing the demons that poured out by various means, the entire circular defense line had been smashed open by large demons in many places, and the Extraordinary Ones in many places were cut and surrounded by demons, and fell into a desperate melee.

"Aren't you alright?" A large chunk of the flesh on Cameron's left shoulder disappeared, and blood gushed out, and the Priest of Light did all he could to stop the bleeding, and the only way to regenerate his muscles was after the war.

There is clearly no room for that right now.

Not far away, Vivien quickly rolled three times in quick succession on the ground, finally dodging the large pincers that a huge demon smashed down before dying, and she backhanded another arrow to the outside.

The silver arrow passed through the other demon's eyeball, into the brain, and exploded. Foul-smelling plasma erupted wildly from the back of the demon's head, and after a few jumps, he couldn't die anymore.

Vivien wiped the translucent illusory droplets on her cheeks, "I believe Mark!" Every time, he plotted and then made a move, and then gave his opponent a thunderous blow. ”

"Alright! I hope that kid is as amazing as you say. ”

The urgency of the situation outside did not affect Mark's rhythm.

He held his cheeks: "At this time, a back-and-back man is needed!" Come out! My 'Reincarnation Legion'! ”

Thanks to the Low-Level Mysticism, Mark's use of the Psychic Circle is instantaneous.

In the blink of an eye, a ...... appeared in the black water

A squadron of reincarnated knights.

What was once an enemy is now nothing more than a puppet that only obeys simple orders and has only the fighting instinct left.

As soon as Barons and his men appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of all the demons, not only the newly born demons, but even the demons who swam halfway to the rescue, and hurried back to help amid the screams of the mother.

A large number of dragon lice rushed towards them.

At the same time, Mark used the cards of Bishop Tannis, the reincarnation, in the most standard of spiritism.

As soon as the bishop with a blank expression appeared, he immediately activated his psychic powers.

All of a sudden, the whole body of water was in turmoil.

The bones that had been slain by the demons for an unknown number of years and had sunk at the bottom of the well came back to life, and they turned into the most vegetable skeleton soldiers and launched an attack on the dragon lice.

The demons didn't sense when the Samsara cult had infiltrated.

At this moment, Mark took advantage of the chaos to use his strongest interference combat power - the card on the back of the robot gifted by the Mechanics was a card of the Miscellaneous Demon General.

"Roar!" Even though it was underwater, the roar of the souls that shook all the demons around it shocked the demons.

This time, even the mother nest felt like it had been generalized.