In the alienated space, murder is overflowing.

After death, the Biqiers, who have been transformed into containers, have long since lost their minds, and the only instructions they have been indoctrinated with are:

Kill everything you see.

The black-robed elder was full of "gluttonous power" in his body, and he was naturally recognized as a "companion". All of the Biqi ear containers went crazy and slammed into Leonard!

At this moment, it really made Leonard tremble.

Each one has the strength of fifteen realms than its ears, and it takes Leonard all his strength to deal with one alone, not to mention more than a hundred horses charging together?

Leonard's body immediately ignited a raging flame, and the power of the fire god originally had a strong restraint effect on the necromancy, but with the blessing of gluttony, the restraint relationship disappeared.

Even though the surging heat had ignited the bodies of the ear vessels and scorched their torsos, the vessels continued to come one after the other!

As a last resort, Leonard could only unleash a wide range of flames, knocking off the container as much as possible, and gaining space for himself to move.

At the same time, he turned his head and shouted, "Mr. Morrison! It's up to you! ”

"Hmph."

He was only echoed with contempt.

Morrison doesn't move, but he moves like thunder. He lunged forward with lightning and swung a horizontal punch that easily knocked the head of a container away.

The gluttonous channel carried in the container will not die with the death of the host, it will be attracted by the most powerful gluttonous channel in the alienated space-

Originally, this force would have returned to the sarcoma at the top of the tomb.

But when the sarcoma is crushed and all the power in it is absorbed by Morrison, the defeated gluttony will be transferred to his body!

"This force ......"

Subconsciously, Morrison clenched his fists.

In his heart, he hated the primordial spirit, hated the ear, but he was still happy with the increase in strength that he could actually feel.

Morrison didn't hesitate, he sped up the harvest and rushed into the container group!

At the same time, some memories inevitably come to mind -

After Morrison's talent was revealed, Morrison, who had no backstage and was born in a side branch, was given unparalleled attention, and every high-ranking and powerful person was extremely kind and friendly to him.

The most superior living security, the most abundant cultivation resources, and the ubiquitous hush and warmth all the time.

For a while, Morrison was very much in favor of Bichier, and he was proud of his bloodline and his family as honor.

Even if the occasional descendant of the "powerful more than his ears" expressed contempt for him, looking at him as if he were looking at a domestic animal, it never shook Morrison's loyalty and love for the family.

Until the beginning of "that ritual".

"Wow!"

"Quack!"

One horse, and another.

Morrison raised his palm as a knife, his gluttonous dark red luster shone, and every time he swung his arm, he could kill a container.

With just one kill, the situation changed dramatically.

With only half of the containers left, Leonard's stress and determination were greatly reduced, and he immediately shouted, "Great! Well done, Morrison! ”

Morrison did not respond to his cries.

Unforgettable memories came flooding up again:

Before the ceremony began, no one had revealed the risks of the ritual to Morrison, their rhetoric was just a ritual of intimacy with the ancestors.

And they were right. It's just not just closeness, it's being replaced and swallowed up.

Morrison remembers his enthusiasm and his desire to contribute to his ears.

Looking back, how naïve the idea was at the time, and how profound the ridicule is now!

Morrison's scarlet eyes were stained with a bit of madness, and he summoned his mana, and the gluttonous power in his body unleashed a total burst.

The dark red fluctuations of the tide spread rapidly, and after two or three rounds, the torso of each ear container cracked in response!

Nearly fifty containers were destroyed by this attack, and the alienation space slowly collapsed, and the crisis seemed to be lifted.

Leonard's eyes were stunned, and he looked at Morrison with disbelief in his eyes.

He thought to himself, "How much better is Morrison than me now?" Five-fold? Ten times? I have long heard that adventurers who devote themselves to the outer realms will receive a terrifying enhancement, and the power of the primordial spirit is so powerful! ”

As the alienated space completely collapsed, the dazzling sunlight poured down, and the hidden snow area of Sky City was finally revealed.

Leonard gathered his thoughts, and while he breathed in the fresh air, he looked up and looked ahead—

The area of Hidden Snow was originally just an open-air square, but it is clear that the area has been transformed by Biqier.

It is believed that the "sacrificial power" provided by the first eighteen seats of God was used, and a magnificent church was located in the square.

In front of the church, there are nearly 100 personnel in uniform handles, each of them has cultivated more than the twelve realms, and at a glance they know that they are elite adventurers - elite adventurers of the Biqier clan.

The two elders, one red and one green, stood in front of the adventurer, and they looked at the comers, showing disdain and chagrin.

The green-robed elder snorted and scolded, "Sure enough, it's you, a traitor!" Morrison, I should have killed you a long time ago! ”

Morrison sneered: "The old man in the green robe, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill me." ”

The red-robed elder was obviously more sensible, he looked at Morrison, suppressed the anger in his heart, and persuaded him: "Morrison, turn back to the shore. ”

Morrison was extremely disdainful: "There is a light in front of me, why turn back!" ”

……

……

Zuochang and the gods hid behind the trees, watching Morrison and Leonard enter the hidden snow area.

The Celestial God rode on Zuo Chang's neck, leaned over and said, "The secret is taking effect, we don't have to hide secretly, they can't see us." ”

Zuo Chang glanced up at her: "Hiding behind a tree can provide me with a sense of security, and it has nothing to do with whether it is secret or not." ”

“…… Formalism. Dogmatism. ”

The gods complained silently.

Seeing the figures of the two people in front of him disappear, Zuo Chang arrived at the gate with the gods.

The entrance is not yet closed, and you can enter it if you take a step.

Zuo Chang kept an eye on it and asked, "Is there any danger in the back?" ”

"Definitely."

Zuo Chang asked again: "What is the specific danger?" ”

At this moment, the god shook his head.

She said slowly, "I can feel that the primordial spirit has cast a spell here, and when you enter, you should be confronted with an illusion of His creation. I don't know exactly what it is, but he's still in a state of lingering, and what's behind the door isn't usually a mortal threat — to us. ”

What is also a "state of lingering"?

Zuo Chang took out his mobile phone and reported his situation and decision to Blood Rose, so that they could know in their hearts: "Then I'm in?" ”

The god nodded: "Come in, I'm ready." ”

(End of chapter)