Abnormal paradise

Zuan——

The aberrant leader of the Wolf Spider Tribe in Gold Rush Town and the leader of the Dark Night Travelers. He has a violent personality but treats his friends with sincerity. He once joined forces with the deputy leader of the Giant Scorpion Tribe in the creation space to fight against the Three Insect Shaman, who is actually the spirit of the magic mirror. Even though the Giant Scorpion Tribe The deputy chief escaped from the battle, but he would rather die than retreat to stop the Three Insect Shaman. He succeeded in buying enough time for Huan Yan and others to awaken the Wasp Princess trapped in the flesh apple tree, destroy the creation space, and destroy the Three Insect Shaman to replace "Gold Rush Town". ambition.

Looking at the burly figure standing at the end of the plank road with his arms akimbo and his head held high, Yi Yan immediately recalled all the past of this "character".

"It was only later that I found out that Brother Zuan was actually played by the 'Fighting Master'. Originally, I had never known each other without fighting. After our cooperation in Gold Rush Town, our relationship was at least two or three steps along. You can deceive me even if you don't say anything." How many fighting skills does he have! No, I am a good young man in the new era. I am not good at making friends and my cheating skills are non-existent." Yi Yan looked serious and thought silently.

"It's a pity that after the Gold Rush dungeon ended, I was immediately ordered to contact the Creator and work as an undercover Eden. Although I once took the [Black Pearl] into the Chaos Hotbed, I was unable to meet the fighting master again. I didn't expect that I would happen to meet him today...etc. Wait, it’s not a coincidence, the six-eyed prophet said that the supervisor, on behalf of the foundation, prepared a surprise for me. Now it seems that this surprise is not a thing, but an old friend!"

Ember didn't care about the profound question of whether the Fighting Master was a thing or not. He believed that the Fighting Master shouldn't care either. There was the Edge of Tomorrow medical team outside the secret tunnel to support him, and there were Fighting Masters inside to provide help. His path of suffering at this stage was not bad. The treatment at the black gold membership level is no worse than that of Little Bob next door who played the role of the first generation salary king.

In addition, I successfully activated seven Dream Fruits, and my own strength far exceeds that of the Pope of Suffering at the same time. Isn't it easy to capture the Son of the God of Disease and seize the Plague Land?

Eh!

Wait, what if I got the wrong person?

The Creator took the lead in the design of the Three Insect Tribes. Zaun, who was controlled by the shaman's remote control, was designed by the Creator based on a certain near god in the ancient god world. It is not impossible!

Mr. Fool has not fully disclosed the ancient information to the Creator. Of course, the Creator will also have reservations about me.

Let’s take a look at the situation first, and never act rashly before confirming it.

Yi Yan glanced at the Four-Armed Demon again, and was about to look away when he saw the other person suddenly turned his head and glared back angrily. He opened his mouth wide and spat flew out and said harsh words: "Look at me! Look at you! I'll look at you again." Break off that bird's beak! Don't think that knowing a few medical skills is a big deal, I'm not a poisoner!"

After saying that, three of the four arms raised their middle fingers to the embers. As for why the last one didn't move, no one knew.

"..."

The corners of Yi Yan's eyes twitched, and he was extremely speechless, thinking to himself that there was no reason for the ancient god world to form a culture of swearing with the middle finger, it should be the same. After a pause to gather his thoughts, he immediately looked at the huge black figure that gradually emerged in the blue ocean, and asked the sick capital master who was deliberately watching indifferently: "After entering the poisonous pool, is your personal safety guaranteed?"

"Of course!"

The Lord of the Disease Capital mistakenly thought that Ember was afraid of the Four-Armed Demon. He laughed secretly and immediately replied: "The Poison Pond is the highest holy place of our disease religion. With the power of the Lord, even if the Four-Armed Demon is a near god, he cannot do anything at will!"

"You can't do it casually. Does that mean you can still take action if you bite the bullet?" Yu Jin raised his eyebrows.

"Don't worry, Crazy Doctor, you are a distinguished guest of the divine sect. Of course we will protect your personal safety!" The sick capital master looked at the huge black shadow emerging in the sea with reverent eyes, "My sect of the Son of God has been cultivating in the Poison Pond, and his own strength is It’s not weak to the title of Near God, not to mention that I can also rely on the divine power of the God and the power of the Poison Pool to keep you safe, of course.”

"That's good!"

Ember nodded, and immediately faced the sarcasm that came with the scolding, he shouted to the Four-Armed Demon: "I will treat you when you get into the poisonous pond!"

The master of the sick capital: "..."

Fighting Master: "..."

A group of busybodies who were watching the show exploded on the spot. They thought that the mad doctor would not dare to take the stand due to the evil reputation of the Four-Armed Mara. Who would have thought that he would dare to be so arrogant? Do you really think that you are a powerful person with the title of "Crazy Doctor"?

The plank roads built around the cliff were immediately filled with noise. Many people were seriously analyzing who had a higher chance of winning, the mad doctor or the four-armed demon? Naturally, these voices were heard by the Lord of the City of Disease. He endured his helplessness and sent a message to Yi Yan: "Crazy doctor, it's not that I, the God of Disease, have gone back on his word, but it's actually the Four-Armed Demon who was invited to come and talk to my God. The sect has an agreement first, why not wait until the agreement is over, and then all the members of our divine sect will help you defeat the Four-Armed Demon?"

The chief priest of the disease is determined to fight against the Dream-Shifting Cult, and of course he will not recruit thugs casually. Except for Ember and the son of the disease god, the other strong men near the gods who have obtained fishing qualifications have signed a divine contract with the mother body of the disease. Those who violate it will suffer "divine consequences". Poison eats the soul."

The Master of the Sick City didn't want the Crazy Doctor to cause trouble for no reason, so he planned to coax him out for a while. Anyway, when the dust settled, the Crazy Doctor was about to be replaced...

Yi Yan hummed casually, looking through the lens of the mask and scanning the surrounding plank roads: "Counting the divine sons of your sect, there are only five people fishing?"

"There are two more, Crazy Doctor, please see me." The Lord of the City of Diseases pointed at the crowd and introduced to the tall woman with no inhuman features on her body, "That one is the [Tiled Messenger] from the Suffering Sin Domain, Crazy Doctor If you really want to get the title of Crazy Doctor, you will have to deal with her in the future."

"Title envoy..." Yi Yan muttered in his heart, "This title shouldn't be that title, right?"

With the "lessons learned from the past" from the Four-Armed Demon, Yi Yan glanced at the titled emissary who was dressed in gauze and showed nobility, and then withdrew his gaze, remembering that the cheap teacher had no inhuman characteristics, and secretly regarded this strong female figure who had no intelligence. Keep it in mind, prepare to go to the poisonous pool, and look for opportunities to test it out.

"The last one hasn't come yet, but I heard the vibration of the Poison Pond coming out of the sea, so he should be here soon."

After the sick capital master finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on the vast sea. At the same time, the noise subsided, and everyone's eyes were instantly drawn away by an "island" floating out of the sea.

Wow…

When the "island" goes out to sea, the black shadow fades, revealing a strange place full of grace and purple. The water here is purple, the trees are purple, and the scattered small islands in the pool are still purple, although the purple color varies from light to heavy. There is some fiction and reality, but if you look at it for a long time, you will experience a psychedelic phenomenon that is a hundred times more serious than snow blindness.

But even so, the strong men from all sides who are struggling in the realm of suffering sin still sincerely believe that if there are no strange plants and ferocious beasts in the depths of the purple-filled "island", this pool of water rising from the bottom of the sea will , is the secret realm outside the world in everyone’s mind.

Plop!

There was an inexplicable heartbeat in Yu Yan's mind. He knew very well that it was not coming from himself, but from the special effect of the plague doctor suit [Pseudo-Crow Faced Plague Doctor].

This is the first time that such a sign has occurred!

"It seems that the [Plague Poison Pool] is very attractive to the plague doctor suit!"

Yu Yan was heartbroken, and looked at the foggy scenery of the poisonous pond, trying to find the son of the plague god who was hiding in the poisonous pond. Unfortunately, his secret dream pupil was taken back by Ananda, and he could only see things dimly through the purple mist, and when the plague After the dark aura released by the poisonous pool gradually covered the purple color, the embers became even more invisible.

Those powerful foreigners who were not qualified to fish wanted to see more of the "secret realm outside the world", but now their perception was blocked by the thick dark curtain, and many of them showed regret.

If I missed fishing in Poison Pond this time, do I still have the chance to wait until next time?

In the world of ancient gods where death is a companion, few people have long-term confidence. After seeing the poisonous pond that they are thinking about, they immediately decide to retreat or start a hunt. Most of the powerful foreigners who can break into the Plague Land are wealthy. If they can't get the elemental poison fish, they will not go to waste to kill people and steal wealth!

This is a repertoire of fishing in Poison Pond. Many people know that they are destined to miss fishing, but they still come all the way to take poison in order to make a fortune or to sharpen themselves.

Although the risk is so high that it is suffocating, occasionally a few survivors will emerge from the sea of ​​​​blood and corpses who can earn more than fishing in the poison pond. As long as these people do not die suddenly, they basically have the strength and potential to challenge the ban.

Therefore, Poison Pond Fishing is becoming more and more famous in the Sinful Territory of Tribulation, otherwise not many people would notice that this remote area is only slightly better than the freezing cold land.

Thinking of the impending crazy killings, these foreign strongmen behaved in different ways. Some looked crazy, some had hidden beliefs, some looked upon death as if they were home, and some showed sorrow and resentment. They turned their backs on the sea and retreated quietly, trying their best to avoid the sight of others and concentrate on their journey back. He was gathering momentum, but at this moment a scream made many retreating strong men suddenly turn around.

"Look, something is coming out of the bottom of the sea again!"

A thousand meters away from the Plague Poison Pond, a huge shadow rose rapidly. Many people, including Ember, felt that a mysterious being was eyeing the treasure of the Plague Cult.

Immediately afterwards, a huge shadow approached the sea surface, clearly showing the shadows of hundreds of wildly dancing tentacles, as well as a huge head not much smaller than the plague poison pool.

Although the Plague Poison Pool is classified as a medium-sized anomaly, its scale is about the same as dozens of football fields. This huge phantom that suddenly appeared is the same size as the Plague Poison Pool, and its strength is certainly not much lower.

"Tsk tsk, the Sinful Territory of Tribulation is surrounded by the original sea area, and there are some god-level sea monsters. If the Sect of Plague can be severely damaged, I'm afraid that all the people can get rid of the third link of the Path of Tribulation." Yu Ember thought like this, He glanced at the sick master without revealing anything, only to find that the other old god was not worried at all, and he immediately realized that his thoughts were too beautiful.

Wow!

With its tentacles towering into the sky, the giant monster went out to sea. Everyone immediately discovered that there was a white shell as big as a palace on top of the giant monster's head. Under the gaze of scorching eyes, the shell opened and released dazzling light. Many strong men who studied dark abilities, His face immediately changed and he ducked away, looking at the two figures emerging from the shells in great horror.

[Tip: Your legendary accessory/rare object "Holy Tooth Amulet" has been upgraded to epic level due to the blood induction. 】

Um?

No...

"Haha, we arrived in time!" The Lord of the City of Disease did not notice the abnormality of Ember, and introduced the identity of the visitor to him with a smile, "The fishman clan in the native sea area has a god born recently, although it is not a god like the Lord. Although they are favored by gods, they should not be underestimated. With their astonishing ability to control thunder and control storms, the fish-men clan rose rapidly. Not only did they occupy a rich sea area with rich resources, but they also intended to compete for a source of faith in the Sinful Territory of Suffering! "

When things got to this point, the sick master didn't mind telling the embers the secret.

"The fish-man god who calls himself [The Hanged Man] has reached a contract with the Lord to help each other fight for the sinful domain. And the last person who will fish the poison pond with you, the mad doctor, is from the fish-man clan - —[Son of the Great Sun God]!”

"..."

No matter what others thought at the moment, Yi Yan was really speechless. He looked at a certain orange-skinned fishman who was standing proudly on the sea and became more and more mature, and complained in his heart what the name of the Son of the Sun was.

Might as well be the crazy doctor I named myself!

No, the crazy doctor just forgot about some little bastard's stupid nickname. I didn't accept it at first, but then I got sucked into it and gradually got used to it.

Ember curled his lips and looked at the Hanged Man standing next to the Son of the Sun. He felt more and more that Mr. Fool was determined to win the plague poison pond. The group of servants of the Creator have not yet obtained many heavyweight "data" and "instructions" for the Kingdom of God on earth, but Mr. Fool's side is prosperous. Not only has he succeeded in seizing the mirror computer, but the plague poison pool is about to change. To make things in the bag.

"I wonder if Mr. Fool will sell elemental poison fish after he takes away the plague poison pond. Otherwise, I have to seize this opportunity and catch a lot of fish in case of emergencies... Hey!" Ember said in surprise. , his eyes dropped, and he carefully looked at the huge sea monster that served as the palace's vehicle, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.

"This uncle is not the ancestor of the Creator, is he? If you, the fish-men clan, do this, are you afraid of being settled by the Creator one day? Good guy, you two clans have just responded to the saying, 'This hatred will last forever'. This fight has been going on for so many years and it’s not over yet…”

Although I don’t understand why the Creator is willing to let Mr. Fool and the fish-men clan go through such trouble with their ancestors’ lair, Yi Yan is very sure that the Creator’s character will never be so generous.

"I'm afraid the fish-men clan will suffer disaster in the future! However, my current treatment can really be compared with that of Little Bob. But even if the help coming from all directions is within a reasonable range, the designer will really allow the players to leave in such a simple way. The third step in completing the Way of the Cross?”

Yi Yan raised his eyebrows, not intending to expose his relationship with the fish-men clan. Hearing that the Lord of the Disease City invited him to board the poisonous pond, he immediately asked in confusion: "Fishing in the poisonous pond, the difficulty level does not provide fishing rods and bait?"

Having eaten several crystal poisonous fish, he could appreciate the difficulty of fishing in poisonous ponds just by thinking about it.

Even if fishing nets are not provided, fishing rods and bait should still be prepared, right?

"The fishing rods are provided. I taught the Son of God to dive into the Poison Pond and personally prepared the fishing rods for you. Of course, if you feel uncomfortable, you can use the ones you brought. But according to the rules, you need to obtain the bait yourself." The Lord of the Illness Capital took one side. Flying to the Poison Pond with the embers, he introduced the fishing rules, "Elemental Poison Fish likes to eat the [Poison Shadow Leech] unique to the Poison Pond, but the Poison Shadow Leech is so powerful that the Elemental Poison Fish can only stay away, so the bait must be from the Poison Shadow Leech." Obtained from leeches."

Ember nodded, knowing the rules well in his mind, and glanced at the abyss, evil dragon, four-armed demon, title envoy, and the son of the sun who were flying towards the poisonous pond. It won't be peaceful.

And the Son of God of Disease has not yet shown his face.

…

In a doctor's furnace room in the sick city, a blond middle-aged man who looked exactly like Soldier 79 was concentrating on developing special medicines, even though the peak of the epidemic had been suppressed by the embers.

Suddenly, a strong wind from the sea blew into the depths of the sick capital canyon, penetrated into the crack of the door of the doctor's furnace room, and floated to the ears of the blond middle-aged man, showing the deep voice of the Hanged Man.

"Fishing in the Poison Pond, why doesn't the medical team participate? Wouldn't it be possible to minimize accidents by sending just a random soldier?"

The blond middle-aged man didn't say anything, but just pointed with his finger. The word "Charity" on a book beside the table immediately cleared up the Hanged Man's problem.

An act of charity without expecting anything in return.

Otherwise, the medical team at the Edge of Tomorrow would not be able to enter the sick capital.

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