The eyeballs and the green limbs have been dragged away, and whether to divide up or study together is a matter for those big forces. Although Wren was vaguely uneasy in his heart, he couldn't tell what was wrong with the two things.

Including the hole in the skull of the bear god, he also inspected it himself after the coalition forces cleaned up all the rotting insects.

After examination, not only him, but also the representatives of all ethnic groups came to the undoubted conclusion that this hole was the direct cause of the god's death, but it was not known how it was created.

To be on the safe side, Wren proposed in Alexia's name that the eyeballs and green limbs must be stored in place in the camp for several days until everyone was sure that there was no problem.

Wren is going to observe for two more days, and if he really doesn't know the bottom of his heart, no matter what goes wrong, he will let the armored monster "shoot" and destroy the eyeballs and forelimbs.

Several major races were probably also worried, and the bear god's body had to be cleaned up for a while, so they agreed to Wren's proposal.

The two things were kept in the camp, locked up layer by layer, and the people of all tribes guarded them day and night, and there was nothing unusual until the third day.

But Wren was still not at ease, and after discussing it separately with Oz and Alexia, he decided to destroy the two things that night so as not to cause trouble.

In the evening he checked again, and then went back to his lodgings and lay down as usual, waiting for the night to come.

Once again, however, plans could not keep up with the changes.

Just as he closed his eyes and took a nap, a pair of huge green eyeballs suddenly appeared in his mind.

The eyeballs were like two emerald green beads, with a small black dot-shaped hole in the middle of each one, and Wren could feel them staring at him.

With its gaze, a strange power fell on Wren's body like a ray of light, only to disappear in an instant, but Wren had a strange feeling that time had stood still at that moment.

He reluctantly opened his eyes, and those eyes in his mind vanished.

Wren frowned, not thinking it was an ordinary dream, and those green eyes reminded him of the amputated limb.

He didn't dare to delay, and immediately turned over, ready to deal with them.

As soon as he sat up, he couldn't help but be surprised by what he saw: a green praying mantis was crouching at the head of his bed, staring at him motionless as if it were a camouflage to catch its prey.

Wren remained on his guard and slowly stood up.

He subconsciously suspected that this thing had something to do with the gods, but .....

"Why, there isn't a bit of divine power?"

The praying mantis in front of him is like an ordinary insect, and he can't see anything special, and if he really has the breath of a god, Wren wouldn't have found out that he had such a thing at the head of his bed now.

But its eyes were exactly the same as the ones that had just appeared in Wren's mind.

Wren quietly took two steps back, but reluctantly threw his fist down on the mantis, and at the same time the armor was already on his body.

"Bang!"

He smashed a piece of the head of the bed, and until finally the mantis remained motionless, crushed by his fist, but Wren could not relax.

There was no sign of the mantis where it had been smashed, and he looked at his hand—it didn't seem like he had smashed a bug, but a cloud of time.

It was hard to put into words, but he did, and Wren couldn't think of any other words to describe it.

Suddenly he realized something, and hurried out of his lodgings, towards the place where the green limbs had been kept.

On the way, he saw that the representatives of the elves, dragons and other clans were also hurrying in the same direction, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and suddenly raised his pace again, and his figure was inevitably seen.

"It's the Armored Monster!"

"He's going to the seal!"

"Stop him!"

The crowd shouted in an attempt to stop Wren. The guards of the two items heard the shouts of their companions and came out to obstruct them, and Wren directly broke through their blockade and smashed through the walls of the room.

As soon as he entered, he saw that the multiple magic barriers that had kept the green stumps were empty, and the barriers were still intact.

What's inside disappears out of thin air!

At this time, the people of all tribes caught up, and they stood guard while blocking the eyes of Wren and the only remaining bear god.

"Armored freak, why are you here?"

"Did you take ?!!something with you?"

It seemed that the green stump had disappeared under the noses of the caretakers, who informed the others, and then ran into Wren on the way.

Wren didn't bother to explain to them, though, because the green eyes flashed in his mind again, this time fleeting, and they seemed to be different from before, and those eyes weren't staring at him, but .....

Wren looked in a certain direction, had a worse prediction in his heart, and ran quickly in that direction.

"He's headed in the direction of the bear god!"

The people who were guarding against him saw that the armored monster left suddenly without saying a word, but soon someone reacted and shouted from the direction he was walking.

Everyone looked at each other, and there were basically only bones left on the bear god's side, no matter what, it wasn't impossible, but the armor monster might have taken the stump away, and it seemed that there might be something they didn't know about there, so they decided to go over together to see the situation, so they followed behind.

Wren rushed all the way to the bear god's skeleton and stopped not far in front of him, because he had already seen the "unusual thing that really existed".

"That's ......"

As soon as the representatives of the various ethnic groups who had caught up with him arrived, they saw the strange man in armor standing and looking up, and looking in the direction he was looking, everyone saw an incredible scene.

On the skull of the bear god, the original fatal wound, that is, the location of the hole, there are a lot more things.

Scattered bones, flesh, and blood, they seemed to explode as they shattered, and time stood still in the air.

And in the center of this shattered scene is a figure that also seems to freeze.

It was a shirtless man with long, shaggy and messy hair that ended up to his waist, and held a blood-soaked sword in both hands, stabbing downwards - the sword was the center of the broken scene, to be exact.

"That's ......"

Many people were shocked by this scene and muttered in their mouths, and Wren already had an answer in his heart: this is the scene when he killed the bear god in the first place!

But what he couldn't understand was that the scene in front of him didn't seem to be a simple illusion, but a real existence.

“！！！”

Suddenly, the pair of praying mantis' eyes flashed in Wren's mind again, that is, the next moment it disappeared, Wren couldn't help but widen his eyes, because ......

The frozen scene moved, as if the paused video was pressed to replay, and the time that belonged to it flowed again, and the arm holding the sword continued downward, and the flesh and bones continued to splash.

Let's get off the book

An earth-shattering howl came that almost pierced the eardrums of those present—it turned out that even the sound was frozen in the original scene.