The black fog on Leon's body became thicker and thicker, he felt that he had never had such a surging power, and the phantom in the wind was really like a shadow under the black fog, dancing wildly around, pouring out boundless hatred. The spiral-shaped tall buildings, rapidly destroyed by the black mist of the phantom in the wind, collapsed into pieces of ruin, but even so, Leon still felt that it was not enough, and he wanted the lifeless things to turn into powder and completely annihilate.

Leon danced the longer and longer black chains, his movements became more and more fluid, he moved and jumped on the broken and chaotic black road, as if he had become one with the chains, he was the dancer of the chains, and the sharp weapon at the end of the chains, everything that was touched by his body would immediately begin to blacken and transpire into powder, and spread rapidly from that point until the object completely dissipated.

He is the axe blade of chains, and he himself is a weapon.

"That's right......" Leon, who was full of hatred, suddenly heard a small laugh, and something cold in his head stabbed him violently, and the hatred reluctantly faded a little,

"Wake up, stupid" Leon heard a call, faintly eager, he finally looked up at the sky again, the oppressive pattern became thicker, obscuring the sky darker and darker, he suddenly remembered the scene of entering the dead realm for the first time, he should also be in an illusion at this moment, could it be that this is some kind of mechanical device? is it the illusion space of war ashes?

That's right, war ashes!

He finally remembered his mission completely.

"Grass!" he quickly withdrew the black mist and the phantom in the wind into his body in annoyance, if this is the device of war ashes, he has already leaked all the old bottoms, damn it is really useless, after so much training, he still easily fell into the trap, he is really ashamed of the trust of Udai Ye and Columbus, and even sorry for Lockdorge, sorry......

Wait, Leon stopped thinking again, he felt that his emotions were still wrong, the feeling of self-blame and shame was very similar to one of the "four potentials" that Oolong had mentioned to them - decadence.

What is it here? that can make all emotions so extreme?

Leon began to try to empty himself, it was nothing remarkable, it was similar to the pre-stealth preparation that Gehr had taught him before, he held his breath, felt the rapid contraction of the pores all over his body, without any smell or brain wave leakage, and let his body disappear into this space little by little......

The "stupid" black-fronted brain door in front of Leon's eyes, emphasized his opinion of Leon again, and then got up and quietly merged with the surrounding darkness, and Leon Huoran found that he was still sitting in the round carriage, and he had not entered any trap device at all. He felt the state of his body at the moment, and the slight paralysis reminded him of the Medusa he had seen before entering the "Dead Domain".

Leon looked around quickly, but only saw the Chiwu people sitting upright, some of them closed their eyes tightly and looked pained, and some of them were angry and angry, but their bodies were all unable to do their own, and they were as stiff as dolls.

After observing for a long time, Leon finally noticed that the back of these people's heads was connected to a very thin thread, about the thickness of a hair, sticking out of the headrest on which they were resting, and it was impossible to find it without looking closely. And the thread on his head had obviously been pulled out by the black forehead, and he remembered that Huo Ran was stinging in anger just now, and it was that cold feeling that saved him.

Maybe it's this inconspicuous thin line that makes everyone fall into an illusion, but what is the purpose of War Ash?

As if to answer his question, the top of the round carriage suddenly began to slide sideways, like the lid of a cylinder being opened, and a faint light appeared above their heads, although small, but it was difficult to adapt to it after staying in the dark for a long time. Leon only felt that he couldn't open his eyes in the light.

"Has it already arrived?" Leon's mind reacted rapidly, and the people around him who were sitting in a row still didn't move, and then he heard the click of a mechanism in the distance, and he stood up, supporting his still paralyzed legs, despite the danger of exposure.

Stepping on the back of the cold chair, Leon barely poked his head out of the roof of the carriage, and then his pupils constricted, and he saw a truly amazing scene.

In the distance, there were seven or eight huge mechanical arms, with two shiny steel rings at the front, dancing above a circular carriage, and each time it stretched out and retracted upwards, a Chiwu was lifted into the air, like a frozen rat, because the men were stiff and lifeless.

After observing for a long time, Leon finally saw that after the mechanical arm rotated half a circle, it would put the people who were carried out into different containers, which reminded him of the layered plants in the Chiwu tribe, and the small manipulators used in harvesting were almost the same principle as these large manipulators, except that the manipulators in Longgu were all classified as strawberries or oranges.

Like fruits, these people are placed in long red and blue containers, and then follow a certain route, quickly flying into the distance, shuttling back and forth in the low air, methodically and quickly differentiating the "fruits" carried out of the carriage.

Leon could only see what was near, the slightest glimmer of light from around the carriage blocking his vision, but he knew that the Chosen One must be parked in some enclosed space at the moment, because he didn't feel the familiar wind.

The work efficiency of the mechanical arm is very high, often after taking out a dozen people, it stops moving, seeing that the carriage slid forward silently, Leon began to be secretly anxious, I don't know what happened to the few people who mixed in, he remembered again, where did the black forehead run?

Suddenly, out of the corner of Leon's eye, he saw a figure jumping rapidly from a distance, and the shadow made him feel a sense of danger in his heart, and he quietly retracted the hedgehog's head, but he could still clearly feel that the danger was still approaching step by step.

Leon, who sat back in his seat, held his breath restlessly, and subconsciously entered a state of stealth, and after a few minutes, a faint tremor made him realize that the carriage had slid towards the mechanical arm again.

Although it was in a completely empty state, Leon still observed that the thin line on the back of everyone's head suddenly began to retract, and a little silver reflection at the top made him realize that it was some needles as thin as a cow's hair! Leon quickly analyzed this strange device in his mind, and vaguely guessed the true function of those needles, and the feeling of danger was even stronger.

In a hurry, he moved six positions to the right like a cat and mosquito, and pushed the "puppets" around him to the left, gently squeezed out a space, and sat down silently.

Almost as soon as he sat down and regained control of his breath, a slender gray shadow appeared above the carriage like a ghost, and the man looked left and right, as if counting seats, he had a pair of gray-white eyes, like two white projectiles in the dark, without pupils. It's a war ash.

The man seemed to have his goal in mind, and after counting the seats, he climbed in with his head down, stuck to the wall of the carriage like a gecko, and quickly swam to a seat. He stretched out his hand, pinched the face of the seated Chiwu people, looked at it carefully for a long time, and then snorted softly as if disappointed. A moment later, he flipped out again, as he had come, with his head down.

Leon felt the carriage slip again, and didn't dare to move, the ash he knew.

That's "sister", that bewitching and delicate, perverted man. And the Chiwu man he had just looked at carefully was originally sitting next to Leon, but at this moment he had been squeezed into the position where he was sitting just now. Obviously, the "sister" is coming for Lyon.

His heart sped up uncontrollably, and Leon knew that he had guessed correctly, that thin line had already transmitted everyone's illusion images back to the War Ash Headquarters, maybe not clear enough, but his black mist had clearly attracted the attention of his "sister".

He realized that one more minute of being in the Chosen One would be more dangerous.

Leon's carriage finally slid to the bottom of the mechanical arm, and when the shiny ring was grabbed downward, Leon quickly stuck to the wall of the carriage, and he remembered the action of his "sister" just now, so he also crawled out with his head down, and took off the fake beast pattern on his forehead.

The handstand seemed easy, but it was difficult to use, and Leon only felt that the roof of the carriage with curved edges was slippery, and he could barely stay hovering until his leg muscles were stretched to the extreme.

Later, he understood why "sister" had to climb out in a handstand.

The ground he had never noticed was a slight rippling black water, and if he crawled out with his head out, he would obviously fall into the water because he couldn't control his leg muscles. "Sister" obviously has the foothold under the water, but several of them can only be trapped in the Chosen One, who knows how deep the dark water is, and what the hell is underwater.

Looking at the black water reflecting the glimmer of light, Leon felt that these people were like little rats in a trap, and there was no way to escape, so he could only grit his teeth.

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PS: I'm updating another chapter in the tangle.,It's really difficult to implement the editor's big merger proposal.,Every sentence falls on the plot behind.,Let me start to delete it~.