Can't understand what they are saying.

But Wan Yuan knew that he couldn't stay here forever.

The fused Eldrazi eggs in the chest might corrupt these people at some point.

So Wan Yuan ran away with his big sword.

Run to the entrance of another tomb.

Not far from the entrance, there is a shining golden place.

Wan Yuan walked over.

A voice came from behind.

"Ah, ah~ah——, look what I found, a faded person without the blessing of gold, and not a wandering merchant, you arrived at the junction? My dear~"

Wan Yuan turned around in doubt.

He understood what was said this time, so he was confused because it did not belong to any language he knew.

Turning around, what I saw was a man with a white mask on his face and his whole body wrapped tightly.

Why do you say he's a man? Because his voice doesn't sound like a woman's.

Well, this is nonsense, in short, this is what Wan Yuan wants to express.

"Who are you?"

Wan Yuan looked into his eyes through the mask. From these eyes, he saw joking, loyalty, and, blood?

You saw it right, although this person's eyes were glowing golden, they were faintly bloody.

Bai Mask was visibly surprised by Wan Yuan's question from the opposite side, and then continued: "My name is Fan Lei. I thought the guys who came out of the cemetery were all mute. I didn't expect you to speak, but it's good. It saves a lot of trouble."

Bai Mask rubbed his hands and explained to Wan Yuan in a smiling voice:

"Although I am very curious about how you returned to the borderland without the blessing of gold, but since you don't want to tell me, I won't ask more. Compared with this, it is difficult for you to survive in the borderland without the blessing of gold.

."

"And you don't have your own witch yet, how about you join [us]."

Fan Lei deliberately emphasized the word "we".

Wan Yuan looked around him, looking at the dried blood on his clothes and the bright red blood that seemed to have just been splashed on.

It feels like this person doesn't hate blood, but rather wears it on his body like a decoration.

Wan Yuan, who is new to this place, doesn't know if this is the tradition of this place, so he can't comment on it, but he knows that even if it is tradition, he doesn't like it.

Moreover, the inviter is still a man.

In response, Wan Yuan put the sword on his shoulder.

"Sorry, not interested."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"It's okay dear, I will wait for you to change your mind. I will be here and wait~"

Keep waiting? Don’t you need to eat, drink or have diarrhea?

Wan Yuan shook his head and ignored Fan Lei.

Instead, he held his sword and walked towards a creature that looked like a sheep but not a sheep.

Wan Yuan Runlu just observed that the creatures here will not run away when they see people. They will only move when you make a big noise or are obviously heading towards it.

It will stop when it is found that there is no danger.

Wan Yuan is not going to be polite about this.

Just when he was about to raise the knife and drop it.

Whoosh——

when--

Wan Yuan blocked the incoming hidden arrow with his sword.

At first glance, a guy wearing a soldier's uniform pointed a bow at himself and drew it again.

Wan Yuan frowned, did he offend them?

So this is a ranch in some country?

It's possible, after all, the animals here are not afraid of people.

The hidden arrow struck again.

Wan Yuan dodged sideways and ran towards the soldier who was shooting the arrow.

Even though this is your territory, trying to kill me twice is a bit too much.

Such soldiers usually have an indulgent king.

A sword of ten thousand yuan pierced the soldier's chest.

When he drew out the sword, he had no breath.

A golden light rushed from the soldier's body to Wan Yuan's body.

Gathered into the chest of ten thousand yuan.

The Eldrazi corruption has stalled?

Wan Yuan can clearly feel that although the progress of corruption was very slow before, it is still corrupting, and the grid-like tentacles will gradually spread throughout the body through the heart.

But the moment the golden light entered the body, the corruption stopped. Although it only stopped for a moment, it still delayed the progress.

Wan Yuan had a vague feeling that when the corruption spread throughout his body, he might turn into the Eldrazi form again, and without the protection of the white flute, he would really become a believer in Emrakul.

But fortunately, there is no gift. Even if you become a believer in Emrakul, you will not be able to summon him. It is a blessing in misfortune.

With this thought in mind, several more soldiers came towards Wan Yuan.

Wan Yuan tried to say a few words, but what came instead was a sword.

Wan Yuan had no choice but to kill them.

The same golden light poured into the body.

This time, they were not completely consumed because Wan Yuan consciously controlled them not to go to the heart.

Take off a soldier's armor and put it on.

The armor is red and green, with an eagle pattern engraved in the middle.

I'm thinking of Grievous for no reason, it's bad luck...

This soldier Wan Yuan had not killed him with a sword, but had broken his neck, so there was no blood on his armor, although it was unlucky to find clothes from the dead.

But special cases are treated specially.

After putting it on, Wan Yuan saw what looked like a building out of the corner of his eye.

Take a closer look.

It is indeed a building, but it is in dilapidated condition. The ceiling has disappeared, the walls are ventilated everywhere, and a few stubborn stone pillars. This is the overall picture of the entire building.

Wan Yuan can even see the fire inside from this place.

The light of fire means there is someone there.

Wan Yuan plans to go there, maybe he can meet a normal person who understands and isn't too weird.

Even abnormal people can kill and absorb energy.

Just like that, Wan Yuan walked towards the building.

He didn't notice that since he absorbed the first ray of golden light, gold appeared in his eyes.

…

…

boom--

boom--

boom--

The sound of heavy treading on the ground.

It feels like the earth is shaking.

Wan Yuan observed carefully.

One was wearing thick golden armor, carrying a huge round shield engraved with the pattern of a golden tree on his back, and on his shoulder was a golden halberd that was one and a half thousand yuan long.

The most important thing is that he is riding on a horse that is taller than a million-yuan man!

Every step I take feels like the building is going to collapse.
To be continued...