It was indeed "teleported"... It was such a luxury... Alger's spirit tightened and he immediately relaxed, but his inner vigilance and vigilance were not missing.

Seeing German Sparrow again, he found that although the other party's characteristics had not changed much from the past, the strong temperament, which was difficult to describe in words, was thicker and more palpitations.

He is worthy of being a crazy adventurer who can provoke a demigod-level battle and escape successfully... Alger's slight pride in Sequence 5, but suddenly disappeared at this moment.

He slowly walked over with a lantern, looked at German Sparo, and said deliberately:

"The traces you left here may not disappear for hundreds or thousands of years."

He was confirming whether the collapse of the mountain was related to the other party.

Klein looked at the changed terrain, let go of his right hand pressing his top hat, and smiled:

"The one who contributed the most is 'Aquaman'."

Hiss, he really created a demigod battle that could destroy Byyam, allowing "Sea King" to attack here directly... In this case, he was still alive and "taken away" the "General of Blood". It was simply unimaginable and unbelievable! Alger began to suspect that German Sparrow had a "1" level seal, which was equivalent to a demigod-level item!

He did not reveal his shock and surprise, nor did he dare to do more temptations, and instead asked:

"You are going to go to that pristine island now?"

"Of course." Klein replied calmly.

It's late at night, and it's when Dawn Dontes sleeps, no one will disturb him, and during the day, he has to show up.

Of course, in order to prevent accidents such as fires, Klein also summoned the "magic mirror" Arodes, making it pay attention to the mirror illusion here at all times and respond if necessary.

That is, the "dream therapy" of the Millionaire by the Night Church is over, otherwise I would have to postpone this action... Crane couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Alger examined himself and found that he could not get any magical items in a short period of time, so he took out a black iron ring with a bulge like a spike and put it on his left thumb.

He endured the twitching headache, and nodded gently:

“Happy cooperation.”

Then he saw German Sparrow walking over without any expression and reaching out to grab his shoulder.

At this moment, Alger's first reaction was that the other party wanted to attack him, and instinctively wanted to avoid him, but he immediately remembered his previous guess. With a flash of thought, he forcibly controlled his subconscious action and allowed the crazy adventurer's palm to fall to his left shoulder.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed that German Sparrow's left hand became transparent, as if carrying the reflection of the spiritual world. Then, the black in front of him became more intense, the red moon became more vivid, and various colors were clearly layered together.

Countless nearly invisible figures retreated towards the "back". With the help of German Sparrow, Alger quickly shuttled through the spiritual world.

The wriggling hunger... "Telection"... It turns out that's it... As soon as he had a similar idea emerged, he saw his body falling straight, the surroundings retreated, and everything returned to normal.

Beach...reefs...trees...this is a deserted island...Arjie looked around and was about to open his mouth. Another phenomenon of color blocks becoming thicker and distinctly stacked around him.

This time, when they left the spiritual world, they were in mid-air, with a deep blue sea undulating below.

Although Alger had not cooperated with German Sparrow in actual combat, he had rich experience and immediately created a swirling wind in a tacit way, allowing the two to float.

So, the "travel" was successfully inspired again, and the figures of Alger and German Sparrow quickly faded, transparent to invisible.

When the surrounding scenes recovered again, the two had arrived at the edge of a giant island, and mist was deposited in the air, and the crimson moonlight could only penetrate a little. This not only did not dispel the darkness of the forest and the mountains, but instead cast some gloomy and bloody charm on them.

"It's here." Alger looked around and said.

Klein was careless on the surface, but in fact he observed the environment extremely cautiously and found that it was very quiet here, not to mention the sound of birds, wolf howls, and even insects, giving people a feeling of dead silence.

As if he guessed what he felt in his heart, Alger raised the lantern, illuminating the natural path with overgrown weeds and many animal footprints in front of him, and said:

"If you come here during the day, it's quite lively, and you can even see some birds that only exist in myths and legends flying in the sky of the forest.

"And at night, the 'power' that dominates here seems to change, and many extraordinary species hide and wait for dawn."

Mr. "The Hanging Man" has been here more than once, and at least once a day and night experience... Klein nodded silently, without saying anything more.

Alger thought for two seconds and pointed ahead:

“We walked along this road into the Black Forest and continued to move forward until we arrived at the ancient ruins of unknown age.

"Along the way, we hunted and encountered extraordinary creatures that we could deal with. Those who were killed alone, all the corresponding materials were all the killers and completed in cooperation. You can keep the harvest. After leaving here, you will be allocated in a take-by-sequence method, and adjust the priority and number of choices based on the specific contributions."

He did not rush to take action, but first explained the route and allocation plan so as not to have different opinions and conflicts in the exploration.

I keep the gains of the cooperation killing... Mr. "The Hanged Man" is very sincere... Klein raised his right hand, pressed the half-height silk top hat, and smiled lowly:

“No problem.”

Alger secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"Our purpose this time is mainly to explore the ancient ruins. The harvest on the way is a coincidence. After the exploration is over, it is best to leave directly, not go to other areas or take other routes.

"As for when you want to come and which area you want to go to in the future, it is up to you to decide."

Alger emphasized that this matter was because he was afraid that German and Sparrow were greedy. You should know that the extraordinary is not a perpetual motion machine and would definitely be exhausted. After exploring this circle, he would definitely be close to his limit. If he still insisted on hunting extraordinary creatures in other areas, he would probably directly alter the identities of hunters and preys. Even if the crazy adventurer is very powerful and not afraid of such dangers, his spirituality will be in a dry state for a long time, which will induce signs of out-of-control.

Do you think I don't think so? I'm also worried that you are too greedy and want to get more, blindly going deeper... Klein laughed:

“I’m a polite person.”

"Be polite?" Alger didn't understand what German Sparo wanted to express.

Klein's mouth curled up slightly, and his expression was a bit gloomy in the darkness:

"It's impolite to stay for too long when you visit someone else's home for the first time."

...This guy's way of thinking and behavioral logic are completely different from that of normal people... He is worthy of being a crazy adventurer... Alger was stunned at first, then held the lantern and stepped forward in the swaying environment of the dark and red shadows:

"Let's go."

Klein's hands drooped naturally, as if he was walking beside Alger on an outing.

The two soon entered the black forest where almost no moonlight could shine in. They saw that the trees here were thick and tall, with dense branches and leaves. Even the smallest one could not be hugged by one person.

Their common feature is that the bark is obviously scaly, densely spliced ​​piece by piece, and seems to be alive at any time and wriggling the surface at any time.

Like a variant of the dragon pattern tree, snake scale tree? Klein retracted his gaze and paid attention to the weeds that looked like there was no problem at his feet.

Neither he nor Alger spoke, and remained in an extremely silent state. He did not want to say something to eliminate the embarrassment because the surroundings were too quiet and there were people around him.

As they walked, the two of them saw the trees in front of them suddenly become sparse with the help of the light of the horse lantern.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

The dull impact sound came from that area, and as Arger and German approached, it became clearer and more obvious.

When the two entered the sparse area, the light of the lantern finally shone through, allowing them to see hunched or crawling figures.

In these figures are humans, baboons, goats, tigers, they either hold stones or use minions, constantly polishing the piles of trees and rocks, and it seems that a palace is being built.

Without the cover of dense branches and leaves, some crimson moonlight that penetrates the deposited fog sprinkles down, covering the surface of these figures, making them stained with a faint blood color.

Is there a human? Klein's eyes narrowed, his five fingers immediately opened, and Alger slowed down, allowing his vocal cords to vibrate at any time.

Suddenly, the figures seemed to have some senses, and at the same time stopped the movements in the "hands", turned around neatly and unanimously, and looked at the two outsiders.

They either have pale faces, withered furs, or festered on their bodies, and none of them seem to be alive.

Dead corpses... Extraordinary creatures are driving the corpses to build palaces for themselves? Klein's eyes crossed them and turned further away. He saw a dark cave slanted into the ground. The surrounding weeds are lodging, with several white feathers stained with light butter.

Feathers...Dead Corpse...Kline suddenly recalled the by-product of the Artificial Death Plan of the Spirit Cult Group, and the infection of the breath that made him grow feathers.

The "Lord" in this area will not be weak... He made a judgment calmly.

At this time, Alger, who had been careful to observe for a while, hesitated for two seconds and spoke and suggested:

"I have never seen a similar situation before. I don't know the level of this extraordinary creature. Why not bypass it and choose a more confident goal?"

He intuitively believed that there was something extremely dangerous hidden in the dark cave.

Just wait for you to say this! Klein, who maintains German Sparrow's character, breathed a sigh of relief and shouted:

“Wouldn’t this be rude enough?”
Chapter completed!