"What is this?"

Lin An was a little puzzled and took the things that the witch Angel had exploded, looked left and right, but was a little confused.

It looks a bit like a stone moire, but the texture feels elastic and strong like an animal heart.

The thing wasn't static, it was constantly swimming like a spark on charcoal, glowing orange-red.

But this orange color is different from the glow of the furnace that represents the vitality of life, and it looks even more paradoxical.

From a rhythmic point of view......

It seems extremely suppressed and restrained, but in the extreme restraint, it seems so imminent, as if it may explode at any time.

"This ......"

"What a strong sense of déjà vu!"

Lin An exclaimed, remembering the emotion that burst out from the memory he had just been mobilized.

In the excessive repression of cowardice, there is a vicious rage.

If you want to put a label on this emotion, it should be - honest people are about to blow up.

"Tsk~"

Lin An silently savored the memories and emotions that had just poured out, and laughed a little self-deprecatingly.

People have the ability to self-regulate, and the memories buried in the depths of the soul are dug up by witchcraft, dried, and dried, and eventually sink into the depths of the soul again.

He was not interested in holding on to the unbearable past.

Forehead.

Unless it becomes a physical entity and is caught in your hands like that.

"What is this?"

Lin An once again looked at this stone carving cloud pattern with the texture of the heart muscle, and was a little enlightened, "The materialization of spirituality? ”

Yes, this is a fragment of spirituality, and spirituality will take on its true appearance in this game world that merges with the spiritual world.

So interesting!

As we all know, the essence of witchcraft is the spirituality to pry the aura, and the embodiment of the real-world dimension after the reaction of the spiritual dimension.

Other words......

"This thing is witchcraft!"

Lin An tried to use the stone carving cloud pattern in his hand to pry the aura, this is not difficult, similar techniques Lin An has been exposed to a lot before. Stone weapons are used abroad, stone treasures are used as furnace cores at home, and sorcerers use treasure pets (stone treasures) as the core of witchcraft rituals......

Boom~

There was a dull sound, and a large pit with a diameter of 100 meters appeared in front of Lin An.

It was as if gravity had been strengthened in the pit, and everything had been rammed.

"Internal gravity?"

"Good guys!"

Lin An looked at the stone carved cloud pattern with burning eyes, and instantly thought of the wizard's 'witchcraft seeds', the armor made of the lich corpse of the antler armor vein, and the skill inheritance props made of animal stone treasures......

After this spiritual fragment is concretized, it can be directly used as a witchcraft prop.

But that's not what makes Lin An feel the most magical.

He faintly felt the fit between this stone carving cloud pattern and himself, the feeling of blood connection, the blend of spirit and sexuality, which only made him feel as if he was holding a piece of his own flesh.

Oh, a piece of heart.

Lin An tried to mobilize the power of his soul and use this amount to use this stone carving cloud pattern to pry the spiritual aura of the spirit world.

No witchcraft was stimulated.

Lin An first felt a burst of wetness, only to feel that the stone carved moire in his hand began to beat like a heart.

The Martian pattern swimming on it suddenly stopped, and under the action of the aura, it extended straight out of the cloud pattern, twisting and wriggling.

It looks like it's hairy.

The most important thing is that these wriggling curved red hairs are constantly swimming on Mars, and they are actually starting to bleed.

The blood fell from the ends of the curly red hair, snaked across his arm, and dripped down the ground along his wrist.

Such a familiar picture!

This is the style of that hairy heart of its own crucible will!

This is also the picture of blood dripping from the ends of the hair on the ugly head!

It's just that the hair of the ugly head is more delicate and soft, and it doesn't bend like this.

The face of the head is a little ugly, but to be honest, its hair is really smooth, black and long and smooth.

……

"Huh?"

"Head, why aren't you bleeding?"

In the underground sewers of the new main city of the game world, dark and damp passages are densely packed all over the place, turning into a complex network of unknown how many layers there are.

Chen Shuyun was cautiously hiding around a corner at the moment, staring at the corner of a spacious platform deep in the passage.

There, a monster that looked like a Western-style fire dragon was chained and dozing off on the ground.

She's waiting.

Wait for this monster to fall asleep completely under the influence of the herbs.

On a small platform raised by a stone behind her, the little squirrel looked at its ugly head curiously, and stretched out its little paw to touch it with some confusion, "There is really no blood!" ”

The ugly head blinked, "Really? I don't seem to feel anything? ”

Yes, it didn't even react.

"It's okay if it's gone."

The head smiled, "You don't know, that blood is annoying, and sometimes it drips into the eye sockets, and it's quite stinging." ”

The little squirrel's expression became strange, "Is there a stinging pain that you can't feel where the pain is?" ”

"Yes, that's it!" The head wowed, "You know?" ”

"That's ~!"

The little squirrel crossed his waist and held his fleshy little belly, a little sneering, "This is the aura contaminated with human nature, oh, you can directly think that it is the lich qi that the aura is transformed by the human body, and when it comes into contact with the heart, it feels like this!" ”

"Chen Shuyun knows a lot." The head was amazed and shook itself, and it was funny that the sticky hair that used to be could finally be thrown back at this moment.

"Didn't you understand me?" The little squirrel rolled his eyes, "I mean, the blood on your head could be foreign!" ”

"Huh?"

"Wait!"

The little squirrel grabbed his head sharply, his eyes widened and he looked curiously, "Head, your neck is so white." ”

"White?"

The head indicates that I cannot understand.

It looked in the mirror itself.

To be honest, I can't bear to look at my own appearance.

I had never seen such an ugly person, his whole face was so blue and black, his lips were full of cracked black-red cracks, his teeth were uneven in his black mouth, and his tongue looked even blacker......

It's a ghost!

"yes, only a little bit."

The little squirrel buried its head in the hair of its head, and its little paws carefully rubbed its white and delicate neck.

If you don't look at the blue and purple chapped skin on the top part, or the blur of flesh on the broken neck below, this neck alone can even make it imagine that this should be the neck of a very beautiful woman.

"Hiss~" His head trembled and trembled, "Don't touch it, it's itchy!" ”

"Itchy?"

The little squirrel was stunned for a moment, and moved its little paw to the rough bruise-purple skin above, "So what? ”

His head shook his jawbone, feeling the movement of the skin on his neck, "I don't feel it." ”

"That's it......" The little squirrel looked up and thought for a while, well, it actually had no way to think, it just passed this information to Chen Shuyun, mobilized the deep thinking of her soul to analyze, and then re-received the content from the feedback.

"Head!"

The little squirrel exclaimed, "Have you ever doubted that this bruise-purple skin is actually not your original skin?" ”

The ugly head was stunned, "Not my skin?" What is that? ”

"Masks and the like~"

The little squirrel tugged at the white skin and the rough and bulging blue-purple cracked skin, and its little paws plunged into it.

“！！！”

It hooked its little finger in disbelief and glared at its head for a wide eye.

Apparently, they all found a problem!

"Is it really a mask?"

His head twitched, and his voice trembled, "You...... Can you pull it apart and take a look at it again? ”

The little squirrel nodded solemnly, "If it hurts, tell me, maybe it's not a mask, it's a scar or something." ”

The head did not speak.

Its eyes were full of anticipation and fear, and there was a slight excitement in its anxiety.

"Try it?"

"Good!"

The little squirrel carefully tugged at the bruised skin along the edges, its little paws pulling all the way to the front of the ugly head's neck, "Oh my God, I feel it, there's a live buckle here!" ”

"It's really ......"

Before it could speak, a huge shadow pounced up, accompanied by a violent fishy wind, sharp teeth pierced into the top of its head, and snake venom was instantly injected!

“！！！”

The ugly head looked at this scene in amazement, wondering why Chen Shuyun's spiritual white snake suddenly went crazy again and attacked the little squirrel.

Fangs retracted.

The huge white snake opened and closed its mouth a few times, and swallowed the little squirrel's corpse, but it did not retract as usual, but just stared coldly at the ugly head.

The Great White Snake behaves more at the spiritual level than the ugly head and the little squirrel, and seems to have only some instinctive reactions.

Violent and twisted emotions seemed to overflow from its vertical pupils.

"Damn!"

The head is not the weak nature of the little squirrel, and it can no longer stand the little squirrel being killed again and again in front of its eyes.

Yes, as long as Chen Shuyun does not die, her spirituality will grow in the depths of her soul.

But what a terrible thing death is.

As long as the brain thinks about it, it is afraid of the little squirrel.

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

The head popped up in place, and in mid-air, a white wizard's robe suddenly appeared on it, and the hem of the robe surged in the wind.

In this way, it and the big white snake stared at each other coldly, looking for each other's flaws.

I don't know how long it took, but blood came out again on the top of my head.

The blood dripped from the ends of its hair, flowed down its face, and sprinkled on its white robe, like flowers.

The big white snake shook its head in confusion, stared at the ugly head again, twisted its body, turned around and coiled up, put its head on the snake and took a nap.

“？？？” The head blinked, a little unclear.

……

"How can this blood be the same as the blood in the head?"

Lin Anmo rubbed the blood on his fingertips, a little puzzled.

For the vast majority of wizards in the transcendent realm, the spell-casting medium is a very self-related subject, and for Lin An, the blood on his head is his spell-casting medium.

It's just that Lin An finally chose to take the path of a witch hunting knight, and he didn't attach much importance to this.

But at least he knew how much the blood in his head fit him.

"Spellcasting Medium ......"

Now that he can't mobilize the power of the furnace, all the means he can use are witchcraft, and the importance of the spellcasting medium has naturally increased.

After all, this is not the real world, and without the antlers as a backer, he can no longer face the transcendent path with the mentality of the researcher of the past.

Think of the dense lich in the 100,000 mountains, and the rhinoceros-like spirit lich, as well as the witch Angel and the countless players behind her, who are pushed against her by the game world......

Once you have a decision, you will try, Lin An has such a decisiveness.

He vividly remembered how his gifted sorcery and the blood of the spellcasting medium would work.

Clenched the stone carved moire in his hand, let the blood flow all over his hand, closed his eyes, leaving only a gap, and his eyes quickly swam out of his eyes.

Talent Witchcraft: Eyes of the Heavens!

In an instant, his gaze came to the sky, no longer more than ten meters in the air, and his vision was directly raised into the clouds.

With this level of spellcasting, his gaze turned into substance, turning into a white and golden eyelid, many wing lines, and a huge one-eyed.

As far as the eye can see, the creatures of this world become extremely delicate.

First of all, there are four major regions outside the main city of the game, which are full of monsters that have 'manifested their spirits', as well as lichs whose spirits have eroded their bodies.

The second is that there are the most players in the main city of the game, and there are also players outside the city, and these people are in an extremely harmonious state with this world. This is because they enter this place through the influence of the forces of 'antler resonance' and 'spiritual galaxy', through the server of their own psychic space.

The spirituality of these people is not manifested as a result, but they are also extremely active due to the body of the wizard blood given by the game world.

Finally, there is one more obvious thing -

Located deep in the greasy dark clouds of higher clouds, a rhinoceros with negative lights perches on the float.

Its existence brought about the advent of the spirit realm, and it could be seen that the dark clouds in the place where it was located were darker than other places, and countless dark golden spiritual mist surged out of the space behind it.

As Lin An's vision looked, the rhinoceros with the negative light stood up suddenly.

"Di~Do~~Dodo~"

It let out a strange and rhythmic cry from its mouth, and a bolt of lightning burst out from its horn full of paradoxical runes, shooting towards Lin An along the trail of the environment.

Yes!

In the lich-like state of the real eyeball, Lin An could finally clearly see where the lightning came from.

He could even feel the rhythm of lightning clearly—inquiry, analysis, and disintegration.

To describe it from the perspective of his analysis of spiritual rhythm, it should be - tear your chest and look at your internal organs.

The inquisitive power of this thing is actually aimed at the seven emotions and six desires of people.

Ha~

Interesting!

Lin An instantly stopped the pulse of this thing, and hurriedly focused all the eyes of the Heavenly Eyes on the chest of the negative light rhinoceros.

It looks so affectionate and so focused, as if looking at a beautiful peach.

Airplanes~~~

Electro-light exploded.

He could clearly see that the electric light came to him along the traces of the environment, instantly penetrating his chest, and then the power of lightning disintegrating and analyzing followed the seven emotions and six desires that burst out of his internal organs, and finally shot along the traces of his gaze to the chest of the negative lamp rhinoceros himself.

Boom~

Lin An's eyes exploded, and at the same time, the chest of the negative lamp rhinoceros in the dark clouds of the sky exploded violently, and dark golden blood splattered wantonly.

"Di~Do~~Dodo~"

The croaking of the rhinoceros with the negative light became terrible and distorted, and its eyes turned red.

The colorful light surged, and Lin An had already transformed into a Zou Yu coming through the shuttle passage, raising his hand to release the 'oil painting visual vortex witchcraft' at the negative lamp rhinoceros, and at the same time did not hesitate to rush towards the blood splashing out of its chest.

(End of chapter)