Chapter 605

"What happened?"

Hidden in the shadow, Yat thought.

Just now, he felt that a great misfortune that haunted the group was gradually becoming active.

Their good fortune also faded with the increase of bad luck.

These people are dead.

The number of this misfortune is much more than that of the "eye of misfortune" he inherited when he was in the glorious world.

In the world of glory, "eye of adversity" is a mode that can automatically collect bad luck, absorb other people's luck when there is a crisis, and transfer the bad luck to others, so as to avoid crisis.

But it was the son of a glorious world, with the ability to pass on his own misfortune to others.

In other words, under the control of the fate slate of the glorious world, the bad fortune gathered on him can be transferred out.

However, as the essence of conceptual biology, Yat, the embodiment of alien visitors, as long as bad luck is absorbed into him, if he does not take the initiative to release it, bad luck will not be lost.

The fate of this group of demons has been comparable to the number of times when he encountered wolves in the glorious world.

With such a huge amount of bad luck, you don't have to know your identity is special.

However, Yate is not able to act on this basis, which is not the ability of the black thorn.

He needs a "reasonable" reason.

"Secret assembly? What kind of secret organization is it? "

Art whispered to himself:

"there are special means of transmission, safety inspection, is it an underground chamber of Commerce?"

One of the common characteristics of players and members of various organizations is burning, killing and looting.

It doesn't matter how much damage will be done to the world, as long as it has no impact on our own security.

The black thorn's habit of action is to explore and find treasure.

It belongs to the normal logic category that the black thorn searches for treasures and valuable items.

"I don't know what's in it..."

Yat doesn't intend to get there one step at a time, and he can't do it in one step. As a blackthorn, he shows his concern for this secret stronghold, and then he leaves directly.

Even if you know that this is the stronghold of an underground chamber of Commerce or other organizations, in normal logic, it can only be regarded as a branch task or even a marginal matter.

Now, in the world of promotion missions, all players focus on how to win and improve their own evaluation, so as to step into the node country with higher rating at the end of the mission world.

Even if the black thorn is wrong, it should not focus on a "common" secret base.

Because of the cautious character of blackthorn, she can't do it.

We'll find a chance to find out.

Feeling the player's badge records the words and deeds of blackthorn, at the same time, Yat controls the black thorn to leave.

...

meanwhile, on the outskirts of Bennet's territory, a battle is going on.

No, it should be called a massacre.

It's a humanoid, but its slender head exudes fear.

On its body, there was a huge wound. Four weapons with strange shapes than those on the legs and arms were leaning on the ground, barely standing.

And in the vicinity of a double headed demons also spread all over the wound, although not huge, but to see the other side that the weaker breath that know that it is not far from death.

The devil raised his head and turned his slender head full of blood to the right.

Several and it looks similar to the demons were forced back to the side.

However, the result has been decided, sensing its own life, has no resistance, it does not think that others will be willing to help themselves.

What powerful magic items do you have on your hand.

And just then, a shadow came.

Huge black fog came from the front and occupied his whole field of vision.

...

in the center of the battlefield, a demon clan with dozens of hands and feet like dried tree roots and octopus is fighting with a giant.

The whole body of the giant is dark, and the whole body is not composed of entities, but a moving black fog.

At this moment, the demon was covered with blood. When the black fog invaded, the tentacles with spherical eyes on the tip radiated a magic beam of rays.

The high-intensity attack like laser rays does no damage to the black fog.

The magic beam passed directly through the dark fog without any effect.

The black fog came straight through.

When the figure of the demon clan appeared again, there was no sound, as if the statue was fixed in place.Not only this demon clan, but also a group of demons in the direction of black fog invasion.

In the same way, it's like a statue standing in place.

"What's going on?"!? What is that? "

A demon clan with seven wings and an asymmetric, oval body, one of which is shining and thinking surging.

The picture below is beyond his comprehension.

"Curse magic?"

Both hands and feet are also wings of the limbs continue to swing, so that its body rapid rise.

But at this moment, a strong wind came.

Without any hesitation, one of its wings suddenly disintegrates into dense threads of chitin texture and condenses into a grid like exoskeleton skeleton.

Moreover, the huge magic power gushes out of its body, relying on the skeleton to form a shield.

"It's too late."

Seven winged demons that is both the head and the body of the oval trunk emerged a few silk represents the confusion of emotion wrinkles.

However, as soon as the doubt emerges, it feels that the body rises involuntarily.

The shield, which had just come apart and was woven with great magic, was torn apart.

After the shield was broken, the strong wind from his face made him suffer all over the body.

Body, torn.

Accompanied by this feeling, there is a whisper, and several arrows condensed by invisible forces.

"Dead......"

without eyes and other organs, the perception of the seven winged demons, which rely entirely on telepathy, has become blurred.

Sensing the approaching figure, it has no strength.

Hoo -

when the breeze blows, the seven winged demons turn into pieces of broken flesh and blood on the ground.

Then, a vague figure appeared before the flesh and blood, glanced at the flesh and blood on the ground. He turned his head and cried to the black fog:

"owl! Move faster

As if the wind general cry issued, the black fog suddenly burst, all the demons in the battlefield swept.

Then, the black fog suddenly curled up and poured into the mouth of a black bird like a whirlpool, and its face showed a humanized expression:

"wait a minute, I want to collect more fears...

" I can collect them at the destination, otherwise I can't catch up with them! "

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