The lush greenery began to shrink visibly and the land became barren.

And the terrain began to gradually slope downward, as if the edge of the forest was about to lead to a space further down the Spiritual Prison.

After the clock tree shook a few times.

The group came to the end of the tracking mark and arrived at a yellow earth that was almost desert.

There was not a single green tree in the barren area, but instead there were a large number of strangely shaped rocks, and the barren earth between the rocks rose with pungent white plumes of smoke, like countless snakes sticking out of the ground and reaching into the sky.

The sky here is not completely blocked by white fog like in the forest, it is too high to see the top, and the air is full of unsettling aura.

The four of them circled the neighborhood twice, reined in their steps, and carefully circled around the rocks to the end of the trip.

As soon as Dean looked up, he saw a solitary peak that resembled a cobra more than ten meters high, and a statue towered like a familiar monster with a sheep's head and a human body.

And Catherine on the edge of the cliff was hanging motionless, her pale face and eyes were closed, and her black veins writhed, looking very hideous and painful.

Her body swayed from side to side in the breeze, like a flag of human skin.

"Shet!"

A fierce look flashed in Dean's eyes,

"What does it want to do? Wind Catherine into jerky? ”

"No, it's an ancient assimilation ritual, an alternative devouring, and the subject is subjected to despair and cruel torture..."Mona clenched her pistol nervously with a look of disapproval, "until the heart is twisted and a lot of darkness grows in the soul." ”

"So it wants to convert Catherine to its kind?" Dean's eyelids jumped,

"Well, after all, goat people can't reproduce normally, so they can only plunder from outside." Mona nodded,

"Do it, man, your Miss Reporter won't last long, and we've scouted it, and there's no other goatman around." Hope couldn't wait to open the gasoline barrel and outline a wide protective circle of gasoline around everyone, "Let's beat it up!" ”

Dean nodded, took out the full grenade launcher and put it at his feet in advance, took out the TAC-50 again, and replaced it with a .50BMG incendiary bomb.

Dean holds the target with his right hand, pulls the trigger lightly with his index finger, and holds the butt with the five fingers of his left hand with even force, placing the rear butt in the shoulder socket below the collarbone.

With his head hanging down, he opened his eyes and approached the front line, aiming at the pitch-black figure above the lone peak.

All parts of the body work together to form a stable and rigid structure with the TAC-50.

LV3's shooting turned into instinct.

Dean pulled the trigger with his index finger.

Bang!

Gunshots.

The ground shook violently, yellow earth and sand filled the air, and a loud noise of more than ninety decibel tore through the silent wasteland,

The strong recoil pushed the rear butt against Dean's shoulder, but he only shook slightly to regain stability.

The three Hope behind him were frightened by this huge movement, and their faces turned pale.

In the distance, above the lonely peak, the frozen figure shuddered suddenly, and a dazzling flame burst out from the bullet piercing through its chest, and it fell like a kite with a broken line, drawing a red straight line in mid-air.

But before it could reach the ground, the cloak behind it swung, its pitch-black wings spread, and the ground rolled up a puff of dust, and it turned around and flew back into the air.

The dark green eyes turned to Dean's place,

Roar!

With a terrible roar, it turned into a black wind and swooped in, the rushing air flow blew out the flames in its chest, the broken hole in its body healed in the blink of an eye, and it passed through dozens of meters, getting closer and closer.

Dean stood up without changing his face, holding the sniper rifle high in both hands, like the bow of a ship in a stormy sea, raising his whaling rifle to fight the rolling waves and the deep-sea monster sailors, he pulled the trigger towards the sprinting figure, and at the same time, Hope in three directions behind him picked up the MP5, Mona held the M1911A1, and Shadow held the M1900 with the sniper rifle and output wildly, and shot out the magazine in one go!

Bang bang bang!

Da-da-da-da!

The incessant sound of gunfire echoed across the wasteland.

The dense incendiary bombs formed a black bullet storm in mid-air, instantly enveloping the goat-people who rushed straight at them.

This otherworldly spirit is invisible and fogged in the real world, ignoring conventional physical attacks and never receiving the baptism of modern weapons.

But in the Prison of Thinness, its solidified body was no different from flesh and blood, and it could no longer evade physical sanctions, and burst into blinding flames under the impact of whistling bullets.

Dozens of bullets pierced its body, pulling out ribbons of black flesh flying through the air behind its hole-riddled skelet.

It didn't have time to let out a wail, and its burning body rushed five meters in front of Dean with a fishy wind.

The scorching breath reddened his face and scorched his light black hair, and Dean tilted his head indifferently.

Bang!

The ground exploded in a circle of invisible shockwaves.

Mental power was shaped into a battering ram that hit the lunging monster head-on, and its swooping body was instantly bounced back and thrown to the ground, rolling and pulling out a ten-meter-long scorched black ravine.

Dean was shaken by the recoil and retreated several steps backwards.

Stabilizing his body, he immediately called his teammates to a shield-shaped rock to hide, dropped the empty sniper rifle, and reached out to hold the grenade launcher.

Aim for the goatmen wailing and rolling in the flames in the distance.

Pull the trigger.

Bang! Click!

Bang! Click!

Several grenades exploded in succession, and a small earthquake occurred throughout the barren land, shaking off a large cloud of dust from the shield rock, and splashing firelight, suffocating heat waves, and thick gray fog filled everyone's field of vision, making them can't help but hold their breath.

A few seconds later.

The anomaly disappears.

Not far away, the ground was blown out of a large black crater with uneven pitch black, and the hot black smoke emitted from the pit, like purgatory.

The goatman who was hit head-on by the grenade disappeared, as if it had been completely blown into ashes.

But Dean glanced at the system records.

You hit the Goatman, Mastery +1, Shoot Lv3 (350→351/400),

None of this is dead? Replaced by an ordinary geist, he died a hundred times under this attack.

He pressed his back against the rock, looking around warily.

"Ignition, Hope!"

Hope tossed a lit lighter onto a pre-paved gasoline path.

Bang!

A large wall of fire with a full half meter of space between the inner and outer rings rose up, protecting the four of Dean in it, but the deadly flames also brought a trace of burning pain to their souls.

Almost at the same time.

A black shadow like an arrow sprang upwards from behind a duck-shaped rock in the distance, and the goatman with a broken hoof hovered in the air, waving his black wings full of bullet holes and scorch marks and leaking air, shaking down a large cloud of strange black dust towards everyone.

The dust is like tiny black holes scattered in the air and quickly absorbs all the light around them.

In an instant, Dean felt that the space they were in had become eerie and dark, even the crimson flames that surrounded them had turned black, and a pair of dark green swirls began to spin in the darkness.

Firmly attract everyone's attention.

Fako, here is it again!

Dean thought of the terrible experience before the crossover, and pressed the three people who were in a daze to the ground with their heads down. "Close your eyes to me!"

The three Hope buried their cheeks deep in the dirt as if they had just woken up from a dream, and remained motionless.

And Dean has a pistol in his left hand, a board in his right hand, and his eyes are closed, not even daring to open God's perspective, relying only on hearing and his sixth sense to alert this crisis in the dark.

The goat-man suspended in mid-air took the initiative with a pair of green searchlight-like eyes, flapping his wings across the dark sky and gliding towards the four Deans.

The strong wind crushed the wall of fire around the four of them.

Bang!

Dean instinctively pulled several shots, and several spirit bullets pierced through the air and hit the goatman's left chest and wings, corroding and sizzling.

It screamed in fright and flew straight into the deep, dark sky, turning into a tiny black dot that was incredibly fast.

Dean was on high alert without daring to breathe.

I don't know how long it took, just when he was nervously about to explode.

The goat-man descended from a dark cloud and landed into the void above the wall of fire, reaching out his glittering claws towards the standing Dean.

Dean felt the chill coming from overhead, pulled the trigger with his left hand in the air, and pushed the board up with his right hand.

Puff puff puff.

Bullet into the flesh.

The six bullets all hit the goatman's chest and abdomen, and the board sliced its neck, and black blood spurted out, raining down on the four people on the ground, but it was blasted around by the telekinesis.

But the goat-man's body with huge inertia managed to smash into the ring of fire like a bomber,

Bang!

The ground shook!

The goatman who landed on the ground kicked his hooves and wings like a flashback, and his body fluttered forward.

Dust clouds filled the air.

As if swept by the dragon's tail, Dean flew out of the wall of fire, and rolled on the ground for weeks, almost falling apart before the piercing flames were extinguished.

He subconsciously opened his eyes.

The deep darkness is gone.

Hope and Shadow were knocked to the left side of the wall of fire, but not everyone was so lucky, on the right side of the wall of fire lay the goatman, its eyes lost their awe-inspiring sparkle and became dull, its pitch-black body was full of pale holes like a beehive, but its right claw, which was thicker than a normal person's waist, grabbed Mona's two arms, and its left claw grabbed her legs.

Pull!

Mona's limbs were brutally ripped off directly by the goatmen.

No!

The shadow waved his hand like crazy, and the surging telekinesis blasted the goatman ten meters away, and he lay on the ground like a puddle of rotten meat, unable to get up.

Shadow rushed over and picked up Mona.

Dean stood up and shot the M1900's magazine at the goatman in one goat, causing it to shake like an electric shock.

Dean pounced on it ferociously, as if holding down a black hill, aimed at its neck and chest, raised the board high, and fell down fiercely, repeating it repeatedly, swinging so fast that it brought out the afterimage.

Die!

Die!

Die!

Splashes of black blood stained Dean's face, making him look like a madman.

The sharp board subconsciously drew a series of "VV" witchcraft symbols against the goatman's body.

The soul-breaking power of the board is mixed with the exorcism power of the witchcraft symbol,

The goat-man was so badly burned that a lot of smoke came out of it, and soon it turned like a molten candle into a puddle of mud on the ground.

Dean, who was gasping violently, stopped his hand, and a surging vitality poured into his body from the mud.

The injuries that had been burned by the flames healed in an instant, and another powerful icy force poured into his mind, instantly cooling his angry emotions, and his burning eyes became as calm as a lake.

He only felt that he had become calmer than ever, and that he had been angry like he had never been before.

A prompt flashed in the system:

You kill the goatman with green eyes, Mastery +20, Combat Lv3 (130/400), Archer Hunter activates, you draw 2 Will,

Will: 15.7→17.7.

……

"Mona, Mona!" A burst of exclamation interrupted Dean's musings.

Not far away, the shadow hugged her seriously injured girlfriend and her fallen limbs in her arms, and translucent tears dripped between the girl's long withered hair, she was like a tattered rag doll, and her originally solid body slowly became transparent.

"Hold on, I'll take you to the councillors, they will definitely save you!"

"It's too late, and they won't save me." A distressing smile appeared on Mona's pale face, and she reached out to caress her boyfriend's face with trembling eyes, trying to smooth the folds between his brows.

"It's all my fault, I didn't protect you!"

Mona shook her head, "After meeting you this time, I don't think it's okay to die. I've been in the Prison for so long that I'm going crazy, I'll leave early, Dean, take me to see the door. ”

"I promise you, we'll go!" The Shadow Princess took the weak Mona in her arms, her eyes swept over the unbearable Hope not far away, and then turned to Dean with a calm expression,

……

What happened next went very well, and without the goatmen in the way, Dean telekinesis flew to the cliff to save Catherine from being unconscious.

According to Mona, she can only recover completely if she returns to her body and recuperates for a period of time.

……

Dean carried Catherine on her back, Shadow hugged Mona, Hope carried her stump, and the five of them continued some distance beyond the border.

The barren terrain is full of life and greenery again, and towering ancient trees, forked intersections, and turquoise lakes are dotted with green plants.

The breeze brushed Dean's cheeks, bringing a moist warmth.

The temperature here is very pleasant, there are no wandering spirits or anomalous things, it is like a paradise in the middle of a thin prison.

And in the middle of this paradise, there stands an ancient prismatic stone door with a height of more than ten meters, and the door beam is carved with lightning, paw prints, petals, branches and insect patterns that exude a rich historical atmosphere, as well as all kinds of obscure runes, and the door is dark and chaotic with a faint light.

As soon as Dean looked at it, he saw the faint stars, the azure aurora, and the suffocating vacuum forming a magnificent and vast cosmic starry sky.

……

"What the hell is this door?"

Dean looked at Mona in Shadow's arms, her solidified body rapidly blurring, as if it would disappear at any moment, and her voice was so faint that it was almost inaudible.

"The Gate of Circulation, the End of the Old, the New ... Start behind the door. ”

"The end of the old, the beginning of the new."

Hope fell into deep thought at these subtle words.

Dean felt an indescribable feeling of suffocation choking his throat, and the air that looked like nothing suddenly became extremely viscous, and he had to work very hard to keep his breathing smooth.

His heart was beating unusually fast, as if he had exercised a lot of time and was overexerting.

A description of the Red Dragon Meditation Method, uncontrollably drilled out of the dust, memory—

"Everyone has to go through the process of birth and death repeatedly, say goodbye to the old life, and start the next new life."

"Again and again."

"The cycle of life and death never stops."

And the red dragon in everyone's destiny receives the legacy of soul and life force at the end of each cycle. It hangs eternally high in the depths of the starry sky, illuminating your path in the darkness. ”

This is actually true, this cycle of life and death is going on in the Spiritual Prison!

"The deceased enters the Prison of Spirits, and the spirits in the Prison of Spirits begin to regenerate in the door, this is the complete cycle."

Dean raised his head high, and actually saw a red star in the dim sky of the Spirit Prison, and the magnificent craters above it were clearly visible, staring at this familiar scene, he couldn't help but start to run the Red Dragon Meditation Method.

In just a split second, he carried out once, twice... A dozen meditations.

Then the "Red Dragon" disappeared.

A hint flashed across Dean's eyes.

You have deepened your understanding of the "Red Dragon", the Red Dragon Meditation Method is lv2 (286→300/300),

You can always improve that ability.

……

"Dean, if there's a chance... I'll be with you again. Mona reluctantly touched Shadow's face, and the light in her eyes quickly dimmed, "Next time, I want to go to Los Angeles to see the Walk of Fame." ”

"Mona!" Shadow cried and hugged his silent girlfriend, "Please, don't leave me!" ”

"Throw her in the door!" Dean suddenly ordered and yelled, "Quick." ”

Shadow shuddered, but the inertia he had cultivated over time made him carry out the order without hesitation, and let go of his hands when he aimed at the dark prismatic door.

Mona was mercilessly engulfed by the cold abyss, like floating into the boundless black sea, disappearing.

Shadow fell to her knees in despair and hugged her head in front of the door.

"My brother, you should be happy for Mona, no matter how happy the Soul Prison looks, it's just a prison for geistes. And now Mona has finally gotten rid of the maddening boredom and boredom here, and is about to start a new life. ”

Ying Wenyan looked at Dean with tears in her eyes, "Will she still remember me?" ”

"I think she'll cut off all the bonds and forget all the memories of the past, including you."

Dean looked at the ancient gate of circulation, glanced at Hope who was in a daze next to him, put his arm around Shadow's shoulder, and handed him a hopeful look, "But you can take the initiative to find her and reconnect with her." ”

"Alright, guys, there's not much time left, we have to rush back right away!"

……

(End of chapter)