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Chapter 363 Buried

It is difficult to understand that the bright realm, which was still bright, was instantly reversed by the turbid and ruined atmosphere. The dark earth currents rushing above the sky reached their peak and suddenly dispersed to form a dirty mist. The earth was visible to the naked eye.

open at speed

The surface began to crack, and the water evaporated to form spider web-like cracks on the surface, and dust fountains continuously poured out. Those remains that were the cornerstones of the plane were awakened, and along with those ancient traces, there was also an obscure dirty air.

Let alone the power of the abyss

After the erosion of the earth element, the angels tried their best to spread their bright golden wings in an attempt to protect the remaining light of this land that had been plunged into darkness. The vortex that coveted the world finally emerged from the first complete life, and the deep flames swayed.

In the hollow eye sockets left by weathered flesh and blood, the simple skeletal frame looked like a rigid humanoid doll nailed out of wooden boards. However, when it limped with its empty skeleton and swayed in front of the entire army's guarding discipline team,

But it made their hearts palpitate.

"Kara" is like a curtain, holding up the bright barrier at the edge of the discipline team, isolating the unstoppable return to the transit plane where the silence of life and death is inevitable, and the rippling halo makes the angels' beautiful faces look like they were carefully carved by craftsmen.

Illuminating, the dark earth flow seems to have spiritual intelligence to shape stone statues with majestic physiques and heavy hammers. They are not as uniform as templates. They have high

They are short, fat, and thin, and their faces are even different. If you look closely at the armor made of rocks they wear, you can even see the delicate textures that make up the armor surface. Apart from the cold and dull look conveyed by the molten gold fire pupils that shine in the eye sockets, they

Like some kind of living species made of rocks, in fact they are indeed very consistent with an ancient race that has been annihilated in the history of the main plane, the hill giant race.

The vague syllables of "hip-hop" reverberated like thunder in the darkened sky, and the green waves of fire broke out of the whirlpool of flickering and slowly rose, reminiscent of the fireflies floating from the lawn in the midsummer evening. Compared with those who could only

With the microscopic sound emitted from the tail

Insects that can only prove themselves with weak light are themselves a ball of fire. The green will-o'-the-wisp is just like the dust blown up by the strong wind. The will-o'-the-wisp is light and weightless, following the outline of the plane and floating in all directions, all over the sky.

Like ignoring space and time

The coquettish flowers blooming with intention, they rotate and inject a little brilliance into the obscurity of the world. The skeletons under the phosphorus green light emerge from the whirlpool, just like the unpretentious grass that sets off those petals, and the bronze bones will feel relaxed.

Buds, light gold

The smelly wind blew those heavy corpses, and the gray robes covering the heavy bodies were like incomplete flags. They raised the staffs made of pale skulls, and the illusory purple-blue light shone on the staffs.

The monotonous dark green is dyed with some shadows.

The desolate knights only have shapes, they are not complete. They sit astride the war horses with strong bones and silent towering bones. They stubbornly raise their rusty spears. Behind them, they hold up their thick bone shields and stand beside them.

The skeletal shield guard beside the king proudly raises the dark

The head with the golden soul fire lodged in it, the three-meter-long skeletal epee issued a silent desire. The resentful souls wrapped around the transparent sword body biting each other were the most vicious curse of the bone sword. Thorns and bone armor were intertwined in the thick body.

Between the bones, the figure of the king is given weight and domineering.

"Don't worry about those annoying angels yet, deal with the space points first!" The delicate facial features like a porcelain doll have a lifeless complexion, and its eyes have become pitch black. As it thinks, the ground

The stone statue formed from the upper part lifted the hammer and vibrated the earth, striding towards Roentgen, who was guarded by the space followers. The Skeleton King thought for a long time and refused to raise his sword to attack, and its attendants also followed its will like a ton.

The boulder stopped with power.

"The God of Death has left us with no other way to go. Rush out of here, or miss that land forever. Our home will only exist in memory forever, and we will be tortured by them forever!" The resentful soul lord made a sharp voice, and his body

Cracked into a ball of quiet burning

The burning flames are different from the dark greens floating around the world. They are deep purple, as soft as cotton wool but stable in shape. They pass through the standing skeleton army, guiding the line of corpses towards the light guarded by the golden light curtain.

The main god series collided in opposite directions.

"Dong dong dong!" The rock giants are not as stiff as the stone bodies. They swing their legs and feet to form a wind force with their heavy bodies. Following this wind force, their entire bodies appear gray-brown, with war hammers inlaid with tiny rims.

The long and narrow thorns rotated in the wind. At this moment, the world was reduced to this place in a trance. The giants arrogantly ravaged the soil huddled under their feet.

, the arrogant butcher in the first scene of execution slammed his warhammer on the guardian supported by the space relatives, "Empty!" The space surface was shaking, and the shock force caused by the force even surpassed the material itself and affected the invisible and insubstantial things.

In the space that frames the world itself, the red-eyed magic power of the space dependents is continuously injected into the defensive shield to restore the surface with large cracks.

"Die!" At this moment, the scream came like a mountain torrent, and the solidified flames ignored the barrier and sank into the body of Roentgen, who was sitting cross-legged with an expressionless face under the stunned gaze of the space family members. Wen Luolun reflected this in his eyes.

At one point, he even forgot to breathe, "No, no, no!" He was very aware of Roentgen's role in the entire jihad.

Once Roentgen falls, the space points will be lost unless the main god of space wants the god to descend on them, and the main god of light will have no way out. For Wen Luolun, who is determined to devote his whole life to eradicating the devil, this holy war

If you fail and try to witness the demon's demise with your own eyes, the days will be extended indefinitely, and there will be no hope at all!

"What are you going to do?!" The space family next to Wen Luolun lost his voice when he saw Röntgen losing the space fluctuations and Wen Luolun whose face had bulging veins, "Don't do something stupid!"

"Death, die!" Wen Luolun almost wanted to dig out the calmness in his chest that had been cultivated by the mage for many years and throw it to the ground. He knew that he was in danger now, but he was even more angry that this slim hope would be buried deep in a place that would never see the light of day.

World

The world, "Ice Eternal·Snow, Sand and Star Sea!" The vast amount of ice magic spread out and permeated every part of the battlefield under the expansion of the field blessed by the law. The frozen enchanting will-o'-wisps sank into the vast field of white mist.

loose snow and sand

Yang Yang clings to each of the nearby rotten corpse relatives. Their rotten corpses are imprinted with a layer of ice blue, which penetrates inside and outside along their rotten bodies. Together with their soul fire hidden under the rotten flesh, it gradually extinguishes.

Yu Shuanghanzhi

In the middle, the ice mirror freezes the earth, and the glistening ice marks filling the sunken ground are like ancient trees spreading their branches and leaves. The mirror reflects straight rectangular beams of light and wraps the rotten corpses soaked in ice crystals. They turn into a series of fierce-looking corpses.

Ice sculpture.

"Lord God of Light, let this group of corpses that blaspheme life be purified! Warriors, charge!" Linkton saw Wen Luolun casting the forbidden spell with all his strength and said loudly without hesitation. The angels spread their wings and followed the guardian of light.

In the discipline team,

At the same moment, the Skeleton King also raised the skeleton heavy sword, "Smooth away the obstacles that prevent us from returning home!" The silent skeleton family moved, and even the wind and snow rolling all over the sky could not stop them from moving towards the direction directed by the king.

Go in the direction...

Milai is an ordinary receptionist at the branch of the Mercenary United Union in the main city of Putuo Lisang. For a fox tribesman, being able to do these professions of communicating with people and earn money legitimately is a great thing.

She lives a simple and happy life. She is not interested in whether the orcs can build an orc paradise. She is more concerned about the little things that belong to her, such as the Pfist remuneration she can get every month and whether the mercenaries she receives are good to talk to.

Yes, little things.

"Hello, how can I help you?" Mi Lai squinted his eyes with a friendly smile on his face.

"We want to apply for C-level mercenary group certification." The young man standing in front of Mi Lai felt familiar to her. But she knew that she received countless mercenaries every day, so it was just normal for her to feel familiar, but this young man...

He has to apply for C-level mercenary group certification, which is no small matter for the United Mercenary Union.

"What is the name of your mercenary group?" Milai tried hard to recall the mercenary memories related to this young man.

"Glow Mercenary Group." The young man's words made Mi Lai suddenly remember that it seemed that the Glow Mercenary Group had just been established for less than a month, which meant that they had completed more than ten tasks in just over a month.

It was a task that was no less than C-level difficulty. Mirai looked it up from the magic weapon again.

In addition to the tasks they completed recently, it turned out to be an extremely rare B-level task that was not inferior to the A-level difficulty. It was to investigate the distribution of monsters outside the central part of the Berlin Forest. You must know that the current Berlin Forest does not only refer to the orc empire that was once trapped in the forest.

,Mercenary Country and Kista

In the area between, bloodline demons occupy the entire orc empire. This is an extremely rare case in the past demon invasions. The demon invasion is destined to be accompanied by a large number of warcraft appearing in the areas occupied by demons. On the one hand, demons emerge from the abyss.

attract the other side as food

On the other hand, it is to strengthen the combat power of demons against the main plane. Taking risks to find out the distribution of monsters in Berlin Forest is, to put it bluntly, equivalent to mine detection. If you are not careful, you will bump into a high-level demon lord. That is

It’s a goal that every newly promoted A-level mercenary group must consider carefully!

"Okay, okay, I'll help you prepare the corresponding badge." Milai's tongue was a little knotted, but he finally didn't lose control and handed the thing to the young man in a decent manner. After understanding the other person's situation,

Milai was particularly concerned when he observed his opponent, "Aren't your team members here?" Logically speaking, promotion to the mercenary group level is an important event that all team members would participate in, but the other party was alone.

"It's not necessary. This is not our limit. It's just the beginning and it's not worth fighting." Although the young man's expression was very restrained, he could not hide the pride in his heart.

"Then I wish you good luck in martial arts." Milai said deeply.

This scene was also seen by other mercenaries who submitted the mission. They were obviously very dissatisfied with the young man's words, "I was lucky enough to complete that mission. I really thought it was a shame for them!" A mercenary pinched it and put it in the submission

The claws of a certain magical beast on the table said, "No matter how dry they are, they can't kill the fifth-level magical beast Thornfire Bird!"

"Old Youfu, do you know who is in their glow mercenary group?" One of Old Youfu's friends whispered.

"Who? No matter how awesome they are, they are still a C-level mercenary group?!" Old Youf snorted coldly.

"Tch, don't you know that old ghost in the Tasilan Temple? I heard that he was the only believer guarding some kind of fire god king temple. There seemed to be some trouble a few hundred years ago, but later he was killed because of his vindictiveness.

Fei disappeared from sight. It is said that now he has recovered again. I don’t know if he has obtained the relics of the fire god king. Alas, do you think the fire god king really exists?" That friend said

He touched his chin and thought.

"There is a ghost! From ancient times to the present, there is only the Lord God, okay? A while ago, I wanted to persuade a priest to join my team, but I didn't expect him to get him. Instead, the other party talked a lot about the Lord God.

The story of the origin and creation of the world, what kind of angelic order, what kind of heavens, anyway, the Lord is the creator

Are you the one who caused all this?" Old Yuf curled his lips, "Forget about the boring stuff, do you have time to consider taking a mission? Anyway, the A-level mercenary certification may not fall into our hands in this life, you still

Why don't you follow us and do a few more tricks to earn enough capital to sign an agreement with First, and don't be too greedy!"

"That's you! There's no telling if there will be a mission to get the A-level mercenary certification in the demonic invasion. I've been busy all my life just for this. That old guy Iwefert said he wanted to see what happens with the A-level mercenary certification."

What does it look like?" My friend shook his head.

"What does it look like? If you join those A-level mercenary groups, wouldn't you know? If it doesn't work, hey, go and trick that fox girl, and you can get enough of those things after you coax her into bed."

An evil smile appeared on Old Yuf's face.

"I believe you! I guess I've never seen that fox-human tribe before! Let's go have a drink! I'm too lazy to talk to you, I have to train later!" The old friend stood up, and the old Yufu quickly tied the knot.

The mission followed...


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