After getting rid of the pain and confusion in his head, Yorkham Jones looked down at Qinqing and asked worriedly:

"Did the voice just now exacerbate the madness in your body?"

"Nope. ”

Qin Jing shook his little head and said:

"Compared to the madness in the body, these voices are much weaker, and they are basically swallowed up as soon as they appear!"

"However, after devouring, the purple lines on the body have a little more, and it seems to be growing... But my blood didn't grow with it, so my body hurt a little more. ”

"Luckily, the pain is almost negligible. ”

"It will be much better when I help you find your first transcendent career. ”

pinched the little cute little face in distress, and Yorkham Jones explained:

"If you encounter danger, you will fall into a deep sleep, and the two forces hidden in you will protect you. ”

"Good!"

The little cutie is very well-behaved, only when she is idle, she will be very noisy, when every time she carries out a task or encounters danger, she will observe carefully in silence, and never make trouble.

Seeing the cutie constantly observing her surroundings, Yorkham Jones touched her little head dotingly.

Then Yorkham Jones looked at Miss Angel, who shone like a small sun:

"Miss Angel, it seems that 'Joy' has awakened, you said, should we ask the church for some help, I'm afraid there will be an accident..."

Miss Angel did not answer, and stared at Yorkham Jones for a full half minute before asking:

"Do you holy priests talk so much when you go on a mission?"

Then, without waiting for Yorkham Jones to react, Miss Angel suddenly grabbed him:

"We witchers like to go straight to it. ”

As the words fell, the crimson feathers on Miss Angel's body suddenly fluttered, and they began to breathe, and with each breath, countless sparks flew out.

In an instant, with Miss Angel and Yorkham Jones as the center, a radius of several hundred meters was instantly ignited into a sea of fire by golden flames.

"Let's go!"

With a cold snort, Miss Angel stepped out and ran wildly in the polluted world with a sea of fire.

Everywhere he went, not to mention polluting animals, even the black fluid floating in the heavens and earth was burned to ashes.

Looking at the completely decayed castle buildings of the Middle World emerging from the world swept away by the flames, Yorkham Jones was immediately burned down by the flames before he could sigh.

“... Really... Witchers are violent maniacs..."

The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and Yorkham Jones couldn't help muttering inwardly:

"I must not offend Miss Lux in the future..."

Soon, the outline of a giant beast appeared before the eyes of Yorkham Jones.

With the field of vision, all you can see is the huge pillars, and on each pillar there is an ecological environment, on which countless polluting creatures live.

Although it looked like a giant stone pillar, Yorkham Jones was pretty sure it was alive.

At this moment, a burst of light came from under a pillar of heaven in front of him.

"Anyone?"

Puzzled, Yorkham Jones looked at Miss Angel, as if to wait for her to confirm, but Miss Angel did not reply.

Then, a loud roar came out:

"Run, run, run!"

The moment she heard the voice, Miss Angel immediately put away the flames.

As the sound approached, Yorkham Jones saw seven or eight figures running out of the black fog, and the few men running in front of them were carrying the wounded on their backs, and they kept throwing various beams or explosives to clear the way.

There were two people at the back, one commanding more than twenty animal skeleton corpses to surround the team, and one of them had polygonal formation marks floating on the front and back of his body.

Behind the two of them, a group of grimacing monkeys with a monkey's head and two baby heads were chasing them, and countless monkeys were jumping down from the pillars.

"Run, run, run!" The person who appeared in the formation roared angrily, and the sound was the same person they had heard from Yorkham Jones.

After two glances, Yorkham Jones turned to Miss Angel and asked:

"It's the 'Necromancer' of the 'Wanderer' route and the 'Trap Expert' of the 'Assassin' route, Miss Angel, the darkness is a friend of the light, don't you save it?"

"They are the famous adventure team of Jonson, that is, the 'Thorn Squad' commissioned by the 'herb cultivators' when the transcendents gathered. ”

After a quick introduction, Miss Angel suddenly laughed twice:

"Hehe, they actually entered here with two stars and more than a dozen low-series transcendentals, there must be a lot of good things..."

"You're a believer in the light!"

Yorkham Jones glared and muttered inwardly:

"I like to pick up cheap things, too..."

At this moment, several other pillars of heaven in the vicinity suddenly moved, and then, countless giant pythons with palms and toads with eyes all over their bodies jumped down.

Soon, the Thorns squad was surrounded by countless mutated creatures.

"Captain, I can't get out!" One of the low-ranking members took the initiative to lean towards the two 'star' class transcendents after firing the bullets from the machine gun in their hands.

"Damn! Damn!" The 'Trap Expert', one of the Assassin's routes, roared as he took a few items out of his backpack.

The most obvious is a rag doll, which looks dirty, with a low head and a moving mouth, almost like a living thing.

"If you don't do it, I'm afraid you're going to have to act in a tragic drama. Seeing this, Yorkham Jones said softly.

"What's the hurry, this 'holy' pollutant doesn't want to kill them, it's just playing around. ”

After glaring, Miss Angel looked towards the sky.

Her eyes penetrated all the pollutants in an instant, and what appeared in her eyes was a giant bird with more than twenty legs.

It is almost impossible to describe how big this giant bird is, because just one foot is a pillar of heaven that forms an ecological zone.

The giant bird had a long list of eyes side by side on the top of its head, each showing varying degrees of amusement and amusement, and occasionally when the fleeing 'Thorn Squad' was injured, it would raise one foot and swallow the hundreds of mutated creatures on it in one gulp.

For the Giant Bird, the 'Thorn Squad' is not food, but just a paraphante for lunch.

...

At the same time, as the 'Trap Expert' slashed his palm, the puppet doll he took out immediately let out a strange childlike laugh.

"Giggle~~"

The puppet shook its head while laughing, and after absorbing the blood, the teeth painted on its face immediately showed blood.

Suddenly, one of the puppet's eyes popped out:

"My friend, you seem to be in trouble, if you give me your soul, I will take you out, one for a dozen people, and children know that it is a good deal. ”

"Don't listen to it, Captain!"

"Use mine! use my soul!"

For a moment, the members of the 'Thorn Squad' all yelled.