Chapter 267

A thick cloud of smoke rolled in, which the thieves had never seen before.

"What's that?"

A flickering blue halo of the shadow rushed, silver tire and snow blend into one, like a ghost flying.

Lu Zhengkang plays the flying swallow in his sleeve from a distance, ten silver lights flash, and with the inertia of the locomotive, he swims across the atmosphere at top speed. These ten flying swallows are different, because the internal mechanism darts are enchanted with soul traps, which can summon soul sucking tapeworms. They are Lu Zhengkang's special hidden weapons for hunting.

The flying swallow is circling, excited by the machine, and its chirp sounds like a real bird's cry.

"Alert!" The archer hissed and roared. He was an excellent wood elf archer. He mastered the skill of eagle eye and could see the deer on the car.

Ten bandits, eight men and two women, and the archer rolled to avoid the fatal blow. Except for one red guard who responded quickly and raised his shield to block the sudden attack, the other eight were directly hit in the waist and abdomen by the darts and the flying swallow. Their strength was so strong that they broke their stomach and spine together and plunged into the ground through their bodies.

The Red Guard saw that only one archer was still alive, and he was speechless. Moreover, his shield was cracked and mottled after he took the darts and the swallows. The huge force shocked his fingers and phalanges. He felt heartbreaking pain, so he stood in the same place and watched the archer run away. Then he was chased up by the fast ghost and chopped down by a silver light He broke the archer's legs.

A runner left his body with his legs broken like straw. The red guard man saw clearly what the ghost was and was a man's mount. When the death engine turned around and rushed towards the Red Guard, the robber only had time to shout, and then his legs were cut off.

All over the place.

Lu Zhengkang braked, smashed a rock and finally stopped.

Troll Shi ran got out of the car.

Reap the souls of ten thieves.

Ten new dead, ten fresh bodies.

The body is still fed to the wolf, because it is too broken to revive.

Lu Zhengkang plans to eliminate the flying swallow in the sleeve and create a new shooting mechanism. The cuogu hook, Wuzi chain fastener, odd shaped dragon claw rope, tianluodiwang and Taishan lock of Zhujian villa are all easy to use. Lu Zhengkang plans to make them in his spare time.

Today, the number of human death has reached 17, which is quite large.

Tonight, as an exception, Lu Zhengkang did not continue his spell experiment and began to meditate instead.

He needs to know who is spying.

Falling in the dark.

Then he saw the light gushing out of the void and the scene of pure land. Lu Zhengkang didn't stay and continued to go deep. The light was a little dim, just like the sunrise covered by a shallow cloud.

The dead appeared and wandered in the corner of the sight.

Go on.

Little by little, Lu Zhengkang's thinking ability was stripped.

The spirit of the troll appeared, and it also sat, with a bright starry sky overhead. The light fell on its white body, and a pinch of golden hair on its head was shining.

The troll seemed to notice something, opened his eyes slightly, stood up and began to walk in the lush wilderness.

Walking over the waist long grass, passing through the dark flowing stream, stepping over the mud and stones, towards a little red star in the northern sky.

The horizon expands rapidly, and the troll stands at the end of the earth. In front of him is the bottomless black abyss. There are faint waves from the ocean. The sky falls down here, and stars fall into the darkness. There is no trace. At the junction, there are only gray shadows, like sea fog.

The red star is not the real star.

It is a red round eyeball, black swimming tadpole like spots in a chaotic manner, without a center, it seems that there is no pupil. And the whole eyeball is huge, the visual diameter has reached 40 degrees, and the horror of the shape is frightening and suffocating.

The troll's three eyes are fixed on the red stars.

The beating of the heart reverberated from the waves of the abyss. It was more and more heavy and obvious. It was like a drum, and it was like a storm. With the passage of time, it became more and more severe, more and more severe, more and more fierce!

What's going on!

Is the heartbeat of the tide, sudden, red stars rotating!

From left to right, little by little, turn the front.

The black spots gathered three pupils, like the clumsy bubbles blown by a child. They were stacked together in a disorderly way, and their sizes were not uniform. The total chaos, indescribable blasphemy and fear grew and spread in the dark pupil like a stone spring, and the heart beat of the abyss suddenly fell silent after crossing the highest point.

The waves were silent.

The red eyeballs are filled with black evil fog. These soot particles wriggle and move, as if they were living creatures like tentacles.

The troll's look became ferocious, with a golden flame burning on his head, and his snow-white hair was lit up, as if he were incarnated in the scorching sun for a moment!

"Roar --!"

The troll rose up, leaped out of the earth and flew to the red eyeball.Claws tear the dark air, break through the blockade of the black fog, and pierce into the surface of the eyeball - void! There was nothing inside. For a moment, it was like an illusion. The red stars in front of the troll disappeared.

It began to fall.

Fall into the abyss, ear is the whistling air.

The troll stares at the sky angrily. At the end of the starry sky, a red eyeball appears quietly and looks at it with drooping eyes. This time, there are four pupils. The light blue and black light twinkles, flowing out huge mysterious information. In an instant, there are countless whispers in the troll's ear, like going straight to heaven, like falling straight to hell, praying like a raging tide, roaring like running for life, deafening ——In the eyes of the beast, this is a complete irony.

The black tide under the abyss engulfs the troll. The golden sun falls behind the mountain, and the light is blocked. The troll struggles to move. At this time, countless dark green and slippery tentacles stretch out to tie it tightly and drag it to the bottom of the sea.

The black sea water chokes in from the mouth and nose, ravages in the lungs, and the pain and suffocation come together, such as the spicy dishes of death.

……

Lu Zhengkang opened his eyes.

The gray and yellow books with black covers are as big as the door panels. They are stacked one by one and ascend to the dark green sky. There are boundless clouds, only the outline of lead gray can be seen, and they are constantly floating and interwoven.

At the end of the sky, the orange Aurora flickered and floated, but it felt like observing the reflection of a honey pool soaked in rotten bodies in the dusk sun.

The ground is a special kind of dark gray mottled stone, which is also covered with broken pages, almost completely covering the ground. The books are piled up into walls, and the strange reflection on the spine and pages is like the armor of large insects. Where there are no books, there are yellow bone like observation windows, which are full of hollows, like a delicate art container, so that people or other things can carefully observe the world inside and outside the wall.

The whole building is full of Gothic madness, twisted and gloomy.

The long columns of books are all over the inside and outside of the wall. Through the holes in the wall, you can see that there is a black ocean with oil light undulation outside, covered with a light mist. In the distance, there are countless similar rooms and tall arches, which are also half immersed in the sea water. The whole space is huge, and you can't know the end.

There are strange sculptures with long gray stone tables around them. Some of them look like gray white thick leather pods with closed flytrap. When Lu Zhengkang breaks off the closed leaves, there are a certain amount of property, gems, and gold coins of unknown age. Some are printed with septine, some with a woman, and some with a tall tower. There are many kinds of them.

Here, Lu Zhengkang closed his eyes and felt the coolness in his bone marrow.

This is the domain of Hermaeus Mora.

Different classics.