The kitchen where hell bugs fly around.

Most of the corpses with only a little remains of wreckage.

The knight entourage who was penetrated by his master's sword and lay down on the ground. The blood spreads, flows, and scatters. The modern civilization girl Lai Li, who is becoming increasingly weak and closer to death.

And, at this moment, he had become the white-haired hunchbacked old man whose eyes and eyes were intersecting.

"You disasters and destructions that are rejected by your native world, aren't you good to die cleanly?"

"No, how much do you mean?" Weiren raised his eyebrows. Even Zhu Peng, who was beside him, felt that the old man in front of him was a bit arrogant.

"Don't you understand yet? What you experienced after coming here can still make you awaken? Your bodies are filled with factors that may destroy the world, so you are all expelled, and you themselves represent destruction!" The hunchbacked old man's words touched the heartstrings of the young knight Jeff. The witch hunter slowly moved his eyes to the witch who was as beautiful as a white lotus beside him, and he thought of something.

Not to mention, the witches and knights who were originally hostile to each other, even Nakato Villen, Zoya Anste, and Dasho Victor were both suspicious and observing each other.

During this process, Zhu Peng showed amazing acting skills. He did not think that the plane world of the Immortal Continent excluded him from coming here, or even if this is true, how could he admit it at this moment?

Bang!

With his hands raised, Nakato Villen slapped the hunchbacked old man with a mouth.

"Don't tell me the useless things. Take us to your settlement. My proposal just now is still valid. If you don't cooperate, the guy beside you specializes in manipulating dead bodies. He can make you into a living zombie, and he is sure to be very obedient and not less than you, the old guy." Zhu Peng, named by the Seven Pirate King, reached out and rubbed his nose, and then he took the opportunity to put on a look of being terrible, fierce, and cold and ruthless.

Either because of Velen's fierceness, Zhu Peng's performance, or because of the pain and humiliation brought by the heavy slap, the hunchbacked old man nodded slowly and agreed to the request after pondering for a while.

"But I ask to take medicine first, otherwise you will regret it afterwards. Also, the earlier you drink medicine, the less erosion the bugs will have on your body. I ask to take medicine now." The old man hunchbacked Viren agreed at that time, and then he reached out to the young witch hunter Jeff and said:

"I will try my best to help you return to the world you want to go back to, but I can't make a promise for them. If you believe me, give me the medicine. If you don't believe me, smash that thing now." After Jeff heard this, he looked at Veron and chose to hand the bottle of medicine in his hand to the other party.

Nakato Viren pulled out the bottle plug and drank half of the potion. During the process, Lely, who had been acting dull all the time, suddenly screamed and stood up to Viren and raised the shotgun in her hand. However, before she could pull the trigger, she was hit by a fireball by Zoya.

In fact, how can lions and tigers be companions with lambs?

When you are not hungry, you will be hugged and play with you, and you will be intimate, but when you are hungry, when it is really related to life and death, you won’t even blink your eyelids, just like Zoya Anste kills Lely at this moment.

Nakato Villen drank half a bottle of insecticide, and then handed the remaining half to the hunchbacked old man in front of him and asked him to drink it.

Seeing this, Zoya Anste quickly drank the only remaining bottle of insecticide medicine, feeling that the hell worm in his body was indeed suppressed under the influence of the potion, and the person taking the medicine breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now my promise has been fulfilled, let's go." He heard this, and he stood up after panting for a while.

Then he walked towards the broken wall that Zhu Peng dragged out with one hand. This was a small secret room similar to a compartment. The old man opened a very small thing like a manhole cover in the corner, and there was a different world below.

"Old sir, it's too dark here, let me go down first." Zhu Peng, who vaguely felt that the old man would not take them to the town settlement so easily, stopped the hunchbacked old man who was about to climb down. After winking at Verun, he crawled down first.

It was very dark below, but for someone who was a demon in nature, it did not hinder. He slowly climbed down the iron ladder to a place similar to a submersible. Although it was indeed a sewer, the water flow was clearer and there was no smell.

Next came Villen, then the hunchbacked old man, Jeff, the witch Dara, Zoya and others.

"If it is really like the old man said, we themselves represent disaster and destruction, then the possibility of him taking us to the town settlements is very low. Pay attention, he may drink half a bottle of insecticide medicine just to retaliate against you and numb us. He may find a chance to kill himself at any time. If the corpse is gone, even I will not be able to extract any information."

"I understand, an ordinary person is being noticed by our brothers. Can we follow his wishes if we live or die?" Weiren replied to Zhu Peng in a low voice. Under normal circumstances, this is true. An ordinary person is shrouded in the attention of two top holy land powerhouses in the world. It is amazing to die, let alone die without any corpse.

The underground waterway was built very spacious and wide, and it was like a maze after twists and turns. The hunchbacked old man slowly led everyone forward. When he saw the turbulent underground river and the high-speed rotating steel exhaust fan, he obviously had the urge to plunge in. However, he seemed to feel the faint momentum of Nakato Veren and Zhu Peng. He knew that under this situation, he would not die in front of these little supermen, so he could only temporarily put the suicide plan on hold.

There were several times when he wanted to take these people around, but whenever he planned to do this, either Zhu Peng or Zuoya suddenly spoke up and asked him to choose the right path.

(Are even my thoughts being controlled by them? God, what kind of demons are these!) This idea flashed in the old man's mind. In fact, his guess is almost the same as the truth. When the saint-level mage covers you with mental power, the strange brain frequency fluctuations at the moment of lying can't be covered up. The heart rate and endocrine lie detector based on this are already quite effective, let alone the further brain wave sensing ability.

Among the sewers in the town, like three forks and four forks, after all, they are rare. Most of them are two forks. The forks chosen by the elderly when their brain waves are abnormal is of course wrong, so the remaining one is correct.

What's more, it's not just that. As the top spy shadow, Zhu Peng's observation ability is meticulous. He could almost see which road was taken by these uncleaned underground waterways not long ago, and which road has not been taken for a long time.

After several attempts and failures, the hunchbacked old man almost despaired. He felt that the demons following him were just playing tricks on him, and they knew very well how to lead to the settlement of the town.

When he was about to walk out of the underground waterway area, the waterway beside him suddenly surged. The hunchbacked old man saw this and he jumped in.

Although the old man in such a turbulent flow of water cannot guarantee that he will survive, even dying like this is better than arriving at the town settlement with these demons symbolizing "destruction".

The demons did not seem to react. In the turbulent water flow, looking at the smaller shadows, the old man felt a little uneasy. All this seemed to be too smooth. However, the ecstasy of escaping from the sky instantly diluted this feeling of uneasiness. Under the push of the water flow, the old man didn't know how far he had been washed away and how long he had been in a coma.

When he woke up in the cold body and recovered his consciousness, the obsession with returning home became the only clear and firm will in the old man's mind. He thought that even if he died, he should die in his home and on his ragged wooden bed.

When the hunchbacked old man staggered back to his town settlement, returned to his dilapidated wooden house and tattered wooden bed, he curled up his body and wrapped himself in a stall. He finally showed a relaxed and relaxed smile on his face, and then he took his last breath.

However, at the next moment, five figures appeared in his room.

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Even if a mortal is willing to sacrifice his life or do everything, it is too difficult and unrealistic to break free from the powerful people in the Holy Realm.

The real reality is that the hunchbacked old man did rush towards the large exhaust fan at high speed for a moment, trying to grind himself into a pile of meat paste. However, Zhu Peng suddenly appeared and stopped him. With a little stretch, a large number of fictional memories and pictures crashed into the old man's mind.

Except for the courage to rush to death, the moment of death is real, everything afterwards is actually false, whether it is to escape successfully through the flood or everything else.

The reality is that the old man who was hypnotized by Zhu Peng took the five people all the way forward and came to his home in the town settlement. He realized that his potential was exhausted and he might die at any time. Finally, he weaved a beautiful memory for him, a peaceful dream, and then let him die in his home and his bed.

(Although the dream I weaved is false, the happiness I give you is real. Instead of letting you face the reality of bringing "destruction" to the town in pain, it is better to drown in the beautiful dream I gave you.) As Zhu Peng said in a humble manner, there were not only five people who followed the hunchbacked old man to this underground town.

As the dark night comes, the dark tide surges, and the horror and nightmare on the surface are intertwined and invaded at this moment!

The residents who originally lived peacefully in the underground town were suddenly frightened to find that the silver scorpion emblems hanging on the eaves of each house were suddenly broken. If it were just one, two would be better, but with the dark shadows from all directions, one after another, the silver scorpion emblems collapsed and shattered.

(By absorbing "harmful substances" into the surrounding plane world every once in a while, obtain plane rewards to maintain their own existence, and then use these harmful effects to stimulate the piety of the people's belief in the alien space. After the power generated by piety is used to digest these harmful substances, it will further nourish the power of the collection and transformation container itself, thus forming a fragile but perfect balance. Such a design is simply ingenious and exquisite.) From the perspective of the wizard, Zhu Peng had to sigh at the exquisiteness of Angelrey's overall design.

Although I don’t know why this powerful existence did not come to harvest here again in the later stage, this is an excellent good thing for myself.

The fruits that were cultivated by Angres during the ancient great wizard, the time of Angle, have been ripe for thousands of years. At this moment, it is time for the melon to ripen and the fruits to ripen.

When collecting fruits, the five sacred domains in the air probably have such thoughts, but at least no one dares to say it blatantly so far. What's more, due to the intervention of the party, the fragile balance designed by Angelrey has been broken. The malicious, harmful and expelled objects from all nearby planes are only said to have a certain amount of room for revenge in the face of these existences, but it is difficult to say whether it can be done or not.

Whether the fruits left by the ancient great wizard will be too heavy and hard, and whether they will fall off will kill people? This is not certain at present.

"Okay, okay, don't continue to pretend to be confused. According to the operating mechanism of this world, we may not be able to fight against the evil that condensed in the end if this continues." When Yan said this, Zoya Anste glanced at everyone, and then continued:

"Since that's the case, we might as well digest the dark invasion. As long as we digest this big head and find the legacy of Lord Angeles, if possible, we try to modify the operating mechanism of this world and finally help the people here solve the problem of being constantly infringed by the surrounding world. Then we can also get the legacy of Lord Angeles. In this way, everyone will be the beneficiaries." Zoya Anste's rough plan sounds perfect, and it is impossible to formulate any exquisite and perfect plan at this time, so everyone agreed with their own thoughts.

At this time, the young witch hunter Jeff and the wizard no longer said that they would return to their own world. For the higher-level living beings, the easier it would be to cross the plane. If they can obtain the legacy of the strong people in this world to achieve the essence of their own life, even if they cannot find the way back here, they will always find other opportunities to go back in their long life in the future.

To put it bluntly, if you can be promoted to the fifth-level extraordinary, there will be not many plane worlds that cannot be visited in this huge universe and cannot be found after working hard.

Five people landed from the air and easily sneaked into the cathedral in the center of the town. They had to roughly renovate their appearance. This small town in the alien space is also quite large and has a large number of people. It is impossible for everyone to know each other. What's more, the people in the cathedral are just getting out of trouble, and no one would think of conducting a comprehensive investigation.

And at this moment, except for the core cathedral of the underground town, it was already a scene of hellish destruction.

The earth was cracking and shattering inch by inch, and terrifying steam was spraying out. Countless evil demons wandered, searching and playing with the remaining creatures in the town.

There are also some people who are not sure whether they are lucky or unfortunate. They keep their silver scorpion holy emblems shrouded and covered them with their firm belief, but this is just to bring some entertainment to the evil demons. People will be hungry, tired, and exhausted and desperate. As long as the search lasts long enough, they will be caught in the end.

For a time, there were too many evil demons entrenched in the underground towns, and it was also the civilians in this alien space who were trying to die.

Originally, according to Angle's design, the impurities in the surrounding plane spaces were absorbed every other year, and then people in this world fought with faith, so that the balance of absorption, digestion, absorption and digestion can be basically maintained. However, many people will continue to die in the process. However, according to human fertility, this metabolism is completely bearable, and this alien space is not large, and it should have a certain consumption mechanism.

However, Angele missed a little bit, or even if he calculated it, it was useless: humans are a kind of existence that seeks profit and avoids harm, and is good at finding loopholes in the rule.

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In this alien space, after the small plane world operates normally for hundreds of years, the entire plane world is much larger and stronger, and from the perspective of the world, it is thriving.

However, humans in it can no longer bear the irregular day of every year, and have to constantly digest the malicious intentions and disasters of the neighboring world.

They modified the doctrine left by the great wizard Angele, and then established an underground town underground. In this way, they still live on the ground in daily life, carefully lying out day and night, pure faith, digesting malice and resources from the neighboring world.

But in July every year, this world absorbs malicious and disaster days in the neighboring world. There is an alarm mechanism in Angle's design. Therefore, people in this small world can quickly retreat to the underground world after receiving the alarm, and then avoid the black July with the power of modified doctrines and beliefs.

Originally, there were fewer people who died of loopholes like this. The explosive exponential growth of human reproduction alone could not stand this small world.

However, after researching, the town government finally implemented a family planning policy, strictly limiting the total number of births, so that the operating rules of the entire world can be self-consistent.

But in fact, it just seems self-consistent. If this is really possible, Angele would not allow the dead people in this world at that time. All he wanted was profit, and he was not a psychopath, so he would not be able to bear the good fortune of others.

The existence of the underground town has allowed people in this small world to avoid the seventh month of darkness. Fewer people die, and then the intensity and purity of faith will irreversibly decrease. If it is in a world of faith, this is just a certain god, and it is a great loss to all gods. However, in this small world privately run by Angeles, it means that the plane's "digestion" ability is reduced.

The digestive capacity of the plane is declining, but due to the world's operating mechanism, the "food" drawn from the surrounding area every year has not decreased.

There is no major change in a short period of time, but year after year, day after day, thousands of years later, the dark side of the entire alien space has become as boiling as the volcanic lava that is about to erupt. It can be said that Zhu Peng and others discovered that the underground town was just an introduction, giving the surging darkness a channel to squirt out in advance.

In fact, if you continue to accumulate like this, it doesn’t take hundreds of years to go, and this small world will be pulled into an endless abyss, where even the core cathedral of the underground town will be eroded, demonized, or even destroyed in an instant!

In the underground town, countless evil demons began to hunt and fight each other, either to grab a small amount of human blood food, or for other benefits, or just to satisfy their desire for bloodthirsty and killing.

They will not take the initiative to invade the cathedral shrouded in silver light now, but when the final evil is born, a decisive battle is inevitable.

Demons are chaotic creatures. Their positions are very chaotic. Many times, people can control and drive them as long as they pay a small amount of benefits. But when driving the demons, they always have to hold a knife in their hands because their positions are very chaotic.

Zhu Peng was wearing a torn coat and scattered around the people who were worshiping. He pretended that he was the injured, so he leaned against the corner and did not participate in the worship.

Faith is the most sincere only after being baptized in blood!

This is a sentence I once saw in a book that commented on the destiny of faith. At this moment, the situation in front of me is confirming this truth:

Countless bloody people, they had just lost their relatives, wives, daughters, and friends, and they didn't care about sorrow at this moment, and fell to their gods and shouted the Holy Word in a frenzy.

In the middle of the cathedral is a holy coffin hanging by iron chains around it, and the surface is inlaid with a mighty half-scorpion image.

Zhu Peng could feel that everyone's beliefs were devoted to this place, and then they were transited and spread into silver divine light.

(It's really interesting. What exactly is the existence there? Sacred objects, artifacts... divine nature?) It can be used as a transit device between faith and divine power. No matter how Angela witchcraft is against the will of heaven or how it can turn decay into magic, rationally speculation cannot be a low-level thing, because it is unnecessary.

It's like someone will wait for a 20-minute bus to save a dollar, while people with slightly more economic conditions will choose to take a taxi.

It’s like some people always only read pirated novels, and they are even content with it because they care about ten yuan that month. Some people spend 100,000 yuan or one million yuan on their favorite works, the same is because it is unnecessary.

I mind, I care about the ten yuan a month, not because of thrift, but because of poverty.
To be continued...