In order to avoid death, I was really afraid of them, and I had no room for recognition, so I had to go back to the point where it started, where all the nightmares began.

On the way, I recalled the crazy expression of my teammates, scratching the itchy area with my fingernails, no problem, but after losing the pain, the pleasure of scratching and itching turned into a spring that continued to spread, and the poisonous spring water swallowed up my teammates, and the nails were stuffed with peeling skin and bloody flesh.

Even so, the teammates were hungry for pleasure and finally died with an obsessive smile.

It's just the tip of the nightmare, like their breath, they haven't done it themselves, they're just getting closer, and they have a maddening aura.

With a crazy smile on his own, he must return to his place and solve the problem before the curse gets worse.

The hallucination appeared, no, whether it was a hallucination or not was impossible to distinguish, the real one was like traveling back in time to that time period, nothing changed in what he did, the soul cried and fled, but the body was moving in the established direction like a puppet.

The screams struck, challenging the tense nerves, and it had reached the point where the wind was loud and the grass and trees were all soldiers.

When she arrived, she saw her dying teammate, repeating the same words over and over again, but it was certain that it was not the language of this world, it was a word that had never been heard of, whether it was the pronunciation of syllables or combinations, it was not at all a mysterious language that could be heard through human mouths.

Her body seemed to be gnawed by a creature similar to a hound, her bones were exposed, and she had tooth marks on them, and for some reason she resembled a human, hoping that it was just an illusion caused by a bad mental state.

Rebury her body, she is not only a teammate, but also her fiancée.

This time I experienced the pain of not being able to do anything, and I was a weak and powerless being.

Approaching, their footsteps, their flapping wings, grinding their sharp teeth, flapping their wings, sparse words, were slowly approaching, as if in their own ears, in their own bodies, and as if in the shadows near them.

The notion of time has become blurred, and at dusk, the destination is finally reached, the source of all beginnings.

......

We were tasked with a mysterious summoning ritual being carried out in an enemy country, so as investigators, we were all assigned to deal with the evil mage who performed the summoning ritual.

However, when they arrived at their destination, the cellar, they saw the bones of a place, as if they had been the product of a long time, and the flesh had already been eroded, and only the bones remained.

In addition, the magic circle in the center seems to have been activated, and we have no way of knowing what kind of creatures the evil mage has summoned, and everything on the scene seems to have been caused by the failure of the summoning ritual.

At the heart of the circle was a stone statue, a strange creature with wings, a hyena's head, and a snake's scorpion's tail.

Thinking the mission was over, we left the cellar, the cellar of demonic treacherous images, ancient mystical artifacts, and witchcraft props.

The nightmare of the painful and tragic death of a teammate begins in earnest.

......

Now, I am back in the cellar.

It's still a creepy layout, as if the ritual of an evil god is still going on, and the sight of the wall is perceived at any time, the shadows on the ground are like foreign objects that can move, and lighting a torch can't relieve the pressure and dispel the darkness.

After walking down the steps, getting closer and closer to the abyss, return to the area of the summoning ceremony.

Frightened by the scene in front of him, he was speechless, and the corpses that were lying on the ground all disappeared, without footprints other than himself and his teammates, and the corpses seemed to come to life and move.

However, that is impossible, because even the corpses of flesh and entrails are immobile.

When I came to the place where the summoning ceremony drew the circle, the statue that had been placed in the center was gone. Suddenly, there was a feeling of mucus touching the shoulder, and the direction was dripping from above, and something was present on it.

Illuminating the torch in the blazing light above, there was a group of monsters with hyena heads and wings on their backs, they, it was they, the original vanished corpses had been found, the evil summoning ritual had been successful, and the host demons were the evil mages who had launched the summoning.

The fire was extinguished, and the last member of the survey team died as the upside-down predators culled and preyed.

......

Perspective - Lin Longyu.

Everything I do is for myself.

No one can object to this, but the way it is adopted is to take into account the feelings of others, which is milder than a mechanical séance.

Wearing a dusty military uniform for a long time is not the ethereal meaning of the monk's robe, but a service developed entirely for close combat, and the design of the close-fitting design and skirt does not slow down one's own pace, and plays a role in confusing the enemy.

The embroidered pattern is a frozen rose, so don't go too far into this kind of detail.

Bring your sword, Frost Twilight, and another long sword, Vertigre, as a backup.

......

The battle between the two armies had begun, and the sounds of fighting continued to sound, and the night of blood sprayed on the land, dyeing the earth yellow and bright red.

The weather seemed to have been affected by this war, and the accumulated aura and resentment created a sky full of gunsmoke and rain.

The icy blue flash broke into the enemy army from the direction of the enemy's left flank at an extremely high speed, kicking up a large amount of dust, as well as enemy soldiers along the way, and the speeding human body was like a kite being blown by a strong wind.

The blue arc of light dissipated, stopping the advancing Long Yu, looking around, all of them were enemy troops, they were armed with sharp weapons, looking for opportunities, and the timing of the attack was generated when the opposing general gave the order.

First, the spear formation of the first echelon stabbed, Long Yu chose to jump up and step on the tip of the opponent's spear, and jumped further, but what was waiting for him was the longbow that had been stored for a long time, and ordered to fire arrows, a volley.

Pull out the long sword at your waist - "Frost Twilight", and the aqua blue sword body is crystal clear throughout. Picking up a few arrows that were about to hit the body, the other hand pinched, the unfolded water-blue screen blocked the advance of the rest of the arrows, and the water wrapped hundreds of arrows, under the control of the long sword, turned around and fired at their original owners.

Hundreds of arrows mixed with aura particles exploded in the crowd, and before they landed, Long Yu, who was in mid-air, was attacked by the enemy's capable people jumping up, and it was the Tang Dao's slash that greeted Long Yu, and after turning around to dodge a blow, the left hand that did not hold the hilt of the sword grabbed the wrist of the opponent's dancing knife, dragged her body around, and smashed it towards the other soldiers who jumped up and attacked.

The spiritual root worked, and the cold quickly froze and formed into a steep slope that could be glided, with those smashed soldiers as the cornerstone.

Touching the ice with both feet, like a skier, he glides at high speed on the solid ice with a curved slope, and is finally thrown out by acceleration at the end of the cliff.

A snap of the fingers.

Bang ——!

The Ice Blaster activated, and the huge ice ski slope exploded, forming a large number of sharp weapons in the form of fragments, shooting at the enemy soldiers in all directions.

Long Yu launched from the slideway overlooked the entire distribution of the opponent's soldiers from above, the long sword in his right hand - "Frost Twilight" pointed downward, and the aura particles were amplified by the diffusion of the weapon, spitting out a large amount of cold air, freezing water, and the breath of the ice dragon froze the earth, and the dozens of soldiers below who were ready to attack all stopped moving, frozen in place, hanging with ice slag.

After this blow, Long Yu chose his destination and swooped down, where he fell, a huge ice flower bloomed, several stories high, like a mirror reflecting the appearance of enemy soldiers.

Standing at the top of the ice flower, at this moment, Long Yu pulled out his second long sword, "Dazzle".

Following the arc formed when forming the ice flower, he slid and sprinted, swinging his twin swords at high speed, slashing down one long-range attack after another, cutting off the opponent's aura system's attacks.

Even when leaving the frozen range of the ice flower, the ice that constantly generated under his feet provided an acceleration effect for Long Yu's thrust, and the brilliant sword flower swung a figure-eight shape to shuttle through the enemy camp.

Long Yu was holding a blood-stained crystal clear sword, hanging droplets of the beheaded's blood, and behind him were hundreds of soldiers whose slashes were frozen and extending from the ice, including some monks.

Both hands used blood vibrations at the same time to throw out the blood that had been stained with the past, leaving a blood stain that radiated in an arc on the sand field where the swords, guns, halberds, axes, hooks and forks were broken.

The transformation circle inside the long sword has reached the upper limit, and it will be nothing more than a way to break it if it is used again, so Long Yu put away the double sword, turned the hilt, and the blade slid into the scabbard at the same time.

However, just putting the sword into the sheath does not mean that the war is over. Sliding close to a knife-wielding soldier, he stretched out his right hand, and with only two fingers, he grabbed the blade of the opponent's slash, exerting force, and the blade broke with a click, and his left hand turned into a palm to slap the knife's chest, and the force penetrated through the armor and directly acted on his internal organs.

The shattering blade between the two fingers of his right hand was thrown in the other direction, hitting the target in the head, and the blade pierced through the defense of the skull, directly taking his life.

Kicking away the knife shooter who had turned into a corpse, he clenched his right hand into a fist, turned and struck through the chest of the sneak attacker, and the strong wind poured into the shattered chest.

Turn and punch the attacker, followed by a roundhouse kick that strikes another attacking soldier in the jaw, sending him flying.

Standing firm, the gesture of his left hand changed rapidly, and finally a circle was outlined, aimed at the soldier who had been knocked away, and the storm of ice and snow engulfed it.

After all, he is a real monk, and he cannot be defeated without a dead hand.

Unconsciously, the people who are close to themselves have improved their cultivation, and they have formed a formation of eight people and eight directions to increase the activity of the aura particles.

"I'm finally going to get serious. ”

A teleportation appeared behind a monk, and the elbow strike of the turning body pierced his back, hitting to the point that the flesh and blood were deformed and the chest protruded, followed by continuous teleportation, and in front of the second, both hands were faster than sword fingers, and the aura particles passed through the fingers, directly reaching his body, and for a moment, blood gushed out from the seven orifices.

Jumping on the ground and backflipping, dodging the shelling composed of a large number of aura particles, and coming to the back of the third person, but because there was no teleportation, the other party had a chance to turn and fight back.

The arm is against the reverse fist that he turns, and the other hand is clenched into a fist, accelerating from the flank position, and the punch reaches the opponent's waist, accompanied by a burst of whirlwind energy, launching the opponent out.