Some of these monsters were armed with weapons, some with their bare hands, and they threw the townspeople to the ground, and then bit them to death with their mouths.

At this time, Yin Shengzhi actually saw such a scene in his consciousness, and almost gasped with a "hiss".

Not because of fear, but what he saw in front of him was too subversive of his worldview.

Although there is a legend, there have always been some demons and monsters.

In my dream, I had been in contact with a few in my previous life, but all of them were unsuccessful.

I had never heard of so many monsters daring to slaughter the town in broad daylight.

"I've lived in this world for more than twenty years, why have I never seen these monsters before!"

Yin Shengzhi muttered to himself, he finally knew what the Wehrmacht was talking about at this time!

Could it be that these are the evil monsters created by the evil mages of Alliga that Bob said he said?

"That's because there weren't any of these monsters before!" a voice whispered in his ear.

"What do you mean?" Yin Sheng subconsciously asked, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The outside world is still chaotic, and Yin Shengzhi seems to be trapped in the depths of his consciousness now, and it seems that only a little light can see and hear everything outside.

And yet now someone is talking to him?

After realizing this, Yin Shengzhi was shocked.

It's the Book of Hell!

Yin Shengzhi thought about it, and this time he came out to test him and took the Book of Hell with him and put it in his luggage.

A faint voice, with an indescribable hint of ridicule, turned into an old man in an old suit and a tall hat. And what he holds in his hand is the Book of Hell!

"Are you?

Yin Shengzhi was taken aback, the fat, harmless-looking person in front of him, with a gentle face was the Archmage of Sidrik that he had seen in the East Coast Military Academy last time!

It was he who handed over the Book of Hell to Yin Shengzhi.

"Archmage Sidric" smiled and said, "The name doesn't mean anything to me, you can call me that." ”

Yin Shengzhi suddenly found that the aura on this old man's body was very similar to the Book of Hell, and when he picked up the Book of Hell, he even had the feeling that the two were one.

And that kind of annoying, always with a sarcastic tone, is exactly the same as the last time Yin Sheng heard it in the ghost castle!

"You are the Book of Hell?" Yin Shengzhi blurted out suddenly: "Why did you become arrogant? The last time you begged for mercy in front of me, it wasn't like this!"

That "Conner Levis" was slightly stunned, originally wanted to pretend to be mysterious, but he didn't expect to be revealed by Yin Shengzhi so easily.

He could only say stupidly, "Reacquaint, you can call me Connell Levis, the Hellmaster!"

"The Master of Hell, is it the Book of Hell?" Yin Shengzhi asked.

He suspected that the changing guy in front of him was actually a scholar, or something similar to a machine soul.

The Book of Hell is so weird, the last time Yin Shengzhi fell into the ghost castle, he saw an independent consciousness.

Therefore, at this moment, Yin Shengzhi didn't feel strange at all when he saw that the Book of Hell actually appeared in human form and chatted in front of him!

In his previous life in the dream, Yin Shengzhi had even seen the monsters that had been transformed into monsters!

"Whether it's Hell or the Book of Hell, I can control it!" Connell Levis said without shame.

"Can you control it?" Yin Sheng sneered.

"Well, young people nowadays are really boring, they don't know how to respect elders at all.

And I don't know about the Grace Chart, look, if I didn't help you, would you be able to see the truth in front of you?

Behold, isn't it interesting that companion of yours? A man who seems to be honest and shy, and in his body there is another sense of personality......

"Wait? You say it's Bob, that's a second personality?"

Without waiting for the old man to answer, Yin Shengzhi suddenly understood.

It's no wonder that a full-fledged mage hangs out with himself every day and conducts all kinds of mage training.

Moreover, there is not a single flaw in it......

If it's a real mage, who is impatient to do these apprentice stuff every day?

Yin Shengzhi didn't have that much face, so he let a formal mage accompany him to act every day.

No matter what the origin of this so-called Conner Leavis is, in short, Yin Shengzhi can feel that the strength of this guy in front of him is not too strong.

At the very least, this dream is sure to be broken, so Yin Shengzhi has also become more reorganized.

"What about you, an indigenous cultivator from the East, who came to the Continent of Loba to steal the secret of the mage's power?"

Connell Leavis was similarly-for-tat: "And, what other secrets do you seem to have?"

If you were willing to pay attention to those memories just now, maybe I could see them all......"

Is this guy watching his secret?

As soon as I thought of this, Yin Shengzhi's killing machine was sheng!

"It doesn't matter at all!" The old man, who claimed to be Connorives, seemed to sense Yin Shengzhi's murderous intentions, and suddenly said: "If it weren't for me, how would you have a chance to see these outside? If it weren't for me, would you have had the opportunity to meet Ornidia, the goddess of the sea?"

Yin Shengzhi suddenly came to his senses: "That female sea god is called Ornidia, yes, you also let me come into contact with the goddess Ornidia last time, right?"

"It's good that you know, poor me've been secretly helping you all along. But you have always appreciated me, and you have been on guard against me like a thief. It makes me so sad!"

As he spoke, Connell Levis wiped the corners of his eyes very pompously, as if he was really wiping tears.

Yin Shengzhi was unmoved, and looked at it indifferently, remembering that the Book of Hell sucks human blood, and all kinds of weird things on it, so that people can know at a glance that it is not a good thing!

It's natural to be on your own!

At this time, Yin Shengzhi raised his eyes and glanced at the situation outside.

I saw a mist rise from the town, and with it, there seemed to be countless shadows of that kind of humanoid monster staggering outside.

Yes, staggering.

Because although these monsters are powerful, they are not afraid of death. But the flippers on their feet make them clumsy, swaying, and unable to run fast at all.

However, these monsters are now rushing out with the surging fog, and the fog will obscure the view, making the Wehrmacht soldiers dangerous.

At this time, Yin Shengzhi was thinking, "What about the mage? The mage is not a god of the battlefield, what are they doing? Why didn't they see Master Alwen do it?"