In a deep place that is difficult to reach by ordinary things, the evil spirit Freed lives on the coffin it is attached to.
This is a dead place like the lower plane, where maddening and deadly death stirs.
Here, in addition to evil spirits like Freed, there are all kinds of evil and weirdness that are difficult to see in the material world.
From a macro perspective, it is the realm where darkness and filth settle in this world.
Freed's evil consciousness couldn't remember how long it had been since it had tasted fresh flesh and blood.
Evil spirits do not need to take in material nutrients like living creatures to survive.
Their desire for flesh and blood is more to compensate for and fill the bloodthirsty hunger that will never be satisfied in the evil souls that are surging with madness.
This is a common characteristic of life in the lower plane, and is also regarded by mortal beings as a curse of rebellion and refusal of death.
Not all evil spirits have relatively clear consciousness.
In this land of death and darkness, it would be difficult for any sane creature to remain rational for long.
What's more, these are crazy things that have already been cast aside by life.
Freed also couldn't remember how many years it took him to gradually gain spiritual intelligence after becoming an evil spirit.
Or maybe it’s not wisdom:
It was lucky enough to swallow some remains of intelligent life.
From those broken, disorganized souls, Freed gradually gave birth to his current dark soul.
Those broken memories of a bright world so far away from this dark land seem to have no connection or effect with its present moment.
And the fact is:
With such a broken mind, Freed soon became the most powerful evil spirit in this dark area.
It swallowed up and expelled other evil spirits in the area, enjoying alone the unpredictable lost wreckage that fell from the material world.
After growing stronger, some new desires began to appear in Freed's evil consciousness:
It began to yearn for the world full of light in its broken memories.
It is more in line with the cold desire of evil spirits...
So, it began to keep tracing and searching.
Hundreds of years ago, Freed resolutely chose to leave his territory.
In the process, Fried unexpectedly discovered that this cold, dead land was not as "barren" as he once thought.
In the distant lands outside the territory, Freed encountered some unexpected situations.
It begins to understand the true operation of the world and its boundless vastness and diversity.
The splendor and brilliance contained in it made Freed feel flinched.
So, it returned to its territory.
until today……
In his deep sleep, Freed suddenly opened his eyes.
The movement of flesh and blood is the impact of those broken memories on it.
A call from another world?
Some vivid doubts appeared in Freed's cold eyes.
In the long years before that, it would occasionally receive some calls.
But Freed always refused.
They are not evil spirits who have never seen the world. They know that the bright world is not a fairy tale world of evil spirits filled with cakes.
But this world...
Freed silently sensed the message transmitted from the summons.
A weak world gradually awakening from a long slumber?
What he had seen and heard surged through Freed's dark consciousness.
A great temptation, an irresistible desire, stirs in its cold soul.
Just like a mortal who has maintained restraint in the face of gambling situations many times, it once again faced a gambling situation with greater temptation.
The winning rate of cards is greater, and the income from winning is a huge income that can change your destiny...
Perceiving the call that gradually became weaker with the passage of time, some urgency gradually emerged in Freed's dark consciousness.
It decided to take a gamble...
And among the remains of the mortal things that were once swallowed up, those already gray memories surged:
"...Life is a big gamble..."
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"Appear! A cruel evil spirit from another world!"
Aliobi's frantic calling seemed so abrupt in this quiet realm.
At this time, all worries about the invisible light curtain in front of him and the border guards on the opposite side were forgotten by Aliobi.
He has never felt the icy cold power like he does now!
It seemed to indicate another completely different life, and it also corresponded to the power that he had always been thinking about!
But under Aliobi's roar, the blood that should have dried started to squirm like a living thing.
A creepy feeling, like the cold scales of a cold-blooded animal rubbing against the body surface, appeared in Aliobi's heart.
Amid the slight trembling of instinct and extreme excitement, Aliobi's body couldn't help but begin to tremble.
He has even begun to think about how to obtain more "suitable" materials for sacrifices in the future.
Not everywhere in this world is in a peaceful enough state.
In a world dominated by disasters caused by human desires, everything has a price...
And the squirming blood gradually gathered together on the ground, and it actually formed a ferocious human face, exuding an indescribably ferocious aura!
"I succeeded! Hahahaha..."
When Aliobi saw this, he couldn't help laughing wildly.
He has no habit of talking to himself.
But this sudden surge of ecstasy always needs some external expression to vent.
Because it often corresponds to more memories that individuals consider difficult or bitter.
Maybe it's not that precise: when he finally succeeds after a long period of "hardship", the first thing that comes to his mind may be those memories that he couldn't bear to look back even if he had the courage to do so...
At this moment, Aliobi suddenly felt a pain in his heart.
He lowered his head subconsciously, and then saw the vivid face on his chest.
The next moment, Aliobi felt his consciousness gradually blurring.
The moment before he lost consciousness, Alyobi vaguely saw a strange Eastern man running out of nowhere.
He looked at himself and seemed to be saying something.
Aliobi couldn't really hear it, but I guess it was probably not a good thing...
"Idiot! You recruit evil ghosts. You only learn to recruit but not to control? Extraordinary self-destruction soldiers?"
Tong Bing burst out from the bushes holding a newly purchased long knife that he had spent some time re-consecrating!
While he rushed towards the twitching Aliobi, he and the kid cursed together.
Under the seemingly humid light of the border jungle, Tong Bing's eyes showed no trace of fear or panic.
Isn't it just for moments like this that he practices his sword so hard?
The feeling of searching the world for the perfect person is no more decadent than the feeling of being unappreciated and still not finding the one you love after being single for decades.
"die!"
Tong Bing shouted loudly, and then slashed at Aliobi, who was probably no longer a human being in front of him!
On the other side, the great witch returned to Liucheng...
This chapter has been completed!