Abnormal paradise

The drizzle of rain casts a hazy curtain over this swampy woodland, making it even more difficult to identify the hidden ambushers.

In the seemingly normal tree trunks, in the grass and under the quagmire, there are actually lurking mud cultists waiting for help. With their special bloodline that is different from ordinary people, they integrate into nature in an almost perfect way, even if the swamp creatures with keen senses and those passing nearby , it is difficult to detect the slightest clue.

The Silt Cultists are very patient and are not disturbed by external objects. They wait wholeheartedly for the prey that is seeking "treasure". They don't know whether the expected prey will arrive? When will it come? But as long as [Milt Bloodhead] did not issue follow-up orders, they would wait perseveringly until the prey that rashly broke into the encirclement was shocked to realize that the trees here were the enemy, the grass was the enemy, and the mire under their feet was even more the enemy. I hope that I will be surrounded by enemies all over the world and eventually be captured or die in shock!

This is the fighting method that the Mud Cultists are best at. They use complex environments to launch surprise attacks, and death often comes quietly inadvertently.

For this reason, even though the Church of Silt is not well-known, the Swamp has become a well-known dangerous area in the Suffering Sin Domain. It is usually not easy for outsiders to penetrate deeply. It is also because of this that the Swamp has never been attacked by believers. The baptism of war and even border frictions were rare.

The surrounding forces all know that the Silt Church is a hard nut to crack, and if the Silt Church leaves the swamp, its advantages will be greatly reduced. Therefore, the Silt Church can be regarded as the most "Buddhist" force in the entire suffering sin domain. One of them, apart from occasionally following the large forces in the south to get involved in the struggle for hegemony in the Sin Domain, they were basically in a state of indifference to the world.

However, Youdao is very quiet and restless. After being in retreat for a long time, he will inevitably have the idea of ​​​​moving his hands and feet. When he saw that the next door was fighting for the war of faith, both sides suffered losses. The whole church immediately geared up, preparing to take advantage of the opportunity to seize the territory. After thinking about it, attacking the Dream Shifting Cult under the pretext of revenge for the Abyss is absolutely justified and no one can criticize it.

As a result, just when the Mud Cultists were getting ready to make a name for themselves in the Sin Realm, a basin of ice water was poured down on them. News of the Thunder Land's aid to the Dream-Shifting Cult was heard, and the war plan was immediately aborted.

Afraid of the reputation of the Furious Thunder Spirit, the Mud Cultists had to restrain their will to fight and continue to huddle in their own territory. However, looking at the fat on their lips, they could not taste the wonderful taste. Each of the Mud Cultists felt more uncomfortable than the other, and some were self-reliant. An epic man of strength, he criticized the church leader [Milt Bloodhead] for his overly conservative and weak decision-making, which also triggered a fierce debate in the entire church.

Related discussions are also going on in this crisis-ridden swamp, but the way of communication is slightly different.

Gudu, Gudu...

The undulation of branches, the swaying of grass blades, and the bubbles that rise from time to time in the quagmire are all used by the mud cultists as means of communication, because communicating with thoughts will be noticed by strong people who are good at this.

An epic god hiding in the quagmire expressed his thoughts with a string of bubbles.

"My opinion will not change. It would be a pity to give up this opportunity. The mother of the disease died and the Dream Picker was seriously injured. Even if the Thunder Church provides assistance, the Plague Land will still have empty defenses. Even if we do not destroy the Dream Picker Sect, For this purpose, we can annex at least three strongholds!"

"It makes sense!" The blades of grass swayed and gave an opinion. "I also heard that the Dream Pickers made a comeback this time and were helped by visitors from outside. The major forces fighting for hegemony in the Sin Domain have already rejected the Dream Pickers. , coupled with the inexplicable appearance of external forces, I am afraid that the gods with the deepest hatred have also reached a tacit agreement to get rid of the dream pickers and the visitors from outside the world first. This means that our religion will never have any worries when launching a war of faith, but Lord Bloodhead..."

"Lord Bloodhead is the leader of the church, and every word and deed represents the Lord. Do you dare to criticize the Lord's decision-making?" The branches on a tree suddenly vibrated violently, expressing a strong criticism.

"I have no complaints against the Lord, I just feel a little sorry."

The silt cultists hiding in the grass hurriedly explained that the man in the tree was not only the commander of the ambush operation, but also a fanatical believer in the church. He regarded it as his own responsibility to maintain the reputation of the church's blood head and the eternal silt, and would never tolerate the slightest dissatisfaction from others. .

He was worried that continuing this topic might lead to endless trouble, so he took the initiative to interrupt the conversation and asked: "What kind of treasure did the abyss leave here? It's really strange that he didn't bring all the treasures with him. "

Abyss is the most promising near-god existence in the entire swamp land in recent years. The Silt Cultists are quite familiar with him and know that he has exchanged almost all the resources for fishing in the poisonous pond. He originally thought that Abyss's belongings would be buried with him, but in the end he found out that this inconspicuous swamp actually contained Abyss's secret treasure house, and there were even treasures in the treasure house that could lure prey.

"Lord Bloodhead didn't say it clearly, but just revealed to me that in the request for help sent back by Abyss, he mentioned that prey would fall into the trap. He hoped that even if he died accidentally, he could continue to make contributions to the Lord and Lord Bloodhead. Contribute and repay the church's cultivation." The silt fanatic believer who melted into the tree trunk couldn't help but lament, "Abyss is a pure fanatic believer, and until death comes, he will not forget to abide by the blood oath and faith he made!"

The Mud Cultist in the grass did not get the answer he wanted, so he became more and more curious about the relics of the abyss. However, because he was worried that taking away the treasure would cause his prey to discover the problem, he could only suppress his curiosity temporarily and wait for the prey to come to reveal the answer.

As the emotions of the fanatic believers fell into a low ebb due to the death of the abyss, the bubbles in the mire stopped rising, and the exchange came to an abrupt end. The mud cultists in the grass could only continue to focus on waiting, but for some reason, they felt sleepy. Upwelling.

"I really want to sleep..." the Mud Cultist thought.

He was indeed a little tired from being tense and waiting all day and night, but under normal circumstances, with the abundant energy of an epic powerhouse, he should never feel sleepy.

But this sleepiness quickly swept through the entire mind like a flood, causing the Silt Cultist to fall into a trance.

wrong!

has a problem!

While fighting against the drowsiness, the Mud Cultist suddenly realized that something was wrong, but the drowsiness came so unexpectedly that when he discovered the clues, it would be difficult to suppress them easily. In the end, the mud cultist was unable to rely on his own strength to get rid of his sleepiness. It was only thanks to the mad believer who suddenly drank violently that his spirit returned to normal.

"Enemy attack, alert!!"

"Am I... asleep? What did you just say?"

At this time, doubtful voices came from the quagmire, and the fanatics and silt cultists discovered that the reason why their companions in the quagmire left the conversation early was because they were affected by sleepiness, not because they were unable to speak.

After such a sudden change, the three mud cultists were no longer tired at all, and they all worked hard to be on guard against incoming enemies.

But after waiting for a long time, no prey appeared with weird tricks far beyond expectations. This made the three of them think of the abyss treasure house hidden at the bottom of the quagmire.

"Go and have a look!"

The fanatical believers plunged into the mire and hurriedly found the treasure house, but the results of their exploration made the three silt cultists dumbfounded.

In just a moment of confusion, the contents of the abyss treasure house were actually taken away!

The three Mud Cultists immediately shuddered. If the unpredictable "prey" was targeting more than just the treasure trove, then the three of them would probably be in trouble today. But after the panic, the leading fanatic believer quickly regained his composure and issued an order as a commander: "Quick, find the clues and the prey must not be allowed to escape. I will notify Lord Bloodhead and ask him to take action personally!"

"yes!"

The two mud cultists with inhuman physiques responded one after another, and then prepared to use their magical powers to find "prey".

However, at this moment, the fanatic believer stopped the two of them with an inexplicable expression: "Wait, no need, Lord Bloodhead ordered us to return to our lives immediately and ignore the abyss relics."

"Why?" The two sludge cultists at the venerable level looked at each other, increasingly unable to understand the thoughts of the sludge bloodhead.

"Just follow Lord Bloodhead's orders. Why do you ask so many questions?"

…

In the land of the swamp, the divine capital [Wanchi], a spiritual wave that seemed to come from the ground floated out from an unfathomable vast quagmire and fell into the mind of the muddy bloodhead.

"are you sure?"

"Yes, Lord."

The appearance is basically the same as that of humans, except that the skin color is slightly redder. Facing the vast quagmire hidden deep in the rain curtain, he respectfully said: "The token you asked me to leave near the treasure house was indeed touched, which proves that The discovery of the abyss is basically true, but Lord, Bloodhead is confused about something, why not just capture him instead of letting him succeed and retreat?"

The black quagmire once again sent out thoughts: "Now is not the time, don't worry, when the time comes, he will come back on his own initiative."

The mud-blooded head was thoughtful, and then left this huge mire, which was guarded by thousands of mud pools.

…

"Strange, why didn't they catch up?" The puppet girl was slightly puzzled by the mud cultist who gave up tracking.

"Maybe it's because you know you can't catch up, so just leave them alone."

Ember was excited about the excellent effect of the word "sleep"/war cry, so he didn't pay attention to these trivial things. While ordering the spirit crow to fly back north in the white night, he looked at the puppet girl starting from the distance. treasury relics.

Since his teacher is an expert in "daydreaming", Yi Yan's research and development on the fusion of Sleeping Words and Spirits became extremely smooth.

In just a short period of time, I only burned about ten points of important data and whispered "sleep" more than ten times. The study effect was twice that of the word "sedation", which undoubtedly saved a lot of time.

This made him very happy, because he had found a shortcut for upgrading to follow the instructions, and the remaining two paths could completely follow this pattern.

"Okay, leave them alone."

The puppet girl couldn't figure it out for the time being, so she gave half of the black emblem obtained from the abyss treasure house to Ember: "Hum, this thing seems to be an exclusive item for shadow ability users. The parasitic cat head actually produced abnormal fluctuations."

"My Embrace of Shadows has also become much more active!" Ember took over the coat of arms and raised his eyebrows, because this broken coat of arms actually triggered a strengthening reminder of the character's mark, making it safer and more convenient to use the shadow plane to jump.

He suddenly remembered the various performances of Abyss before his death, frowned and asked: "Could it be that Abyss used the other half to make a deal with the evil dragon?"

"If there are no accidents, it should be as you guessed."

"Tsk, tsk, the world of the ancient gods is really unpredictable. This guy in the abyss has no good intentions!" Yi Yan couldn't help but shook his head and laughed, "A near god and two venerables secretly set up an ambush, maybe they can really trick the evil dragon once, but the abyss is still He missed a move, and unexpectedly the deal between him and the evil dragon was interrupted, and we got the remaining soul."

"That's not right." The puppet girl thought of something and slowly shook her head.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Yi Yan asked intently.

"I suddenly discovered that Abyss deliberately pushed this remnant soul to me before he died." The puppet girl looked at the embers with deep eyes.

"Hiss, when you say that, there is indeed something wrong. The remnant soul you obtained happens to contain treasure information. It is a bit too coincidental!"

The puppet girl nodded, and suddenly thought of an answer: "Perhaps the appetite of the abyss is greater than we thought? He expected that we could escape from the plague poison pool alive, and would definitely come to hunt for treasure, so this ambush was What was prepared for us, once the Silt believers get their hands on it, the Silt Church can also use the connection between the two coats of arms to capture the evil dragon! But somehow, the most critical part of the ambush went wrong, and a near god The configuration of the two venerables seems sufficient, but..."

"Hey, what are you thinking about so much? It's hard to guarantee that it's because the Silt Church didn't pay attention to it, or there may be some factors that we don't know about. In short, if soldiers come to block the water or the earth will cover it, there is no obstacle that cannot be overcome."

Yu Yan had already passed the stage of worrying about gains and losses. He handed half of the black coat of arms with unclear lines to the puppet girl and said with a smile: "Is there really a connection between the two coats of arms? There are many secrets hidden in the evil dragon. , maybe if we capture him, our travel expenses deep into the criminal realm will be secured! Let’s find out quickly, where has this guy slipped away?”

"Um!"

The puppet girl felt that what Ember was saying was reasonable, so she put the question aside for the time being, then took out half of the black coat of arms and placed it on the right eye of the parasitic cat head.

Ember couldn't understand the principle of this operation, but this did not prevent him from seeing the illusion of the other half of the black coat of arms from the left eye of the parasitic cat head.

In a world of ice and snow and howling winds, a blue ice worm that was several times larger than an anaconda was brutally cut in half and became the food of a black figure.

The figure in the illusion was in a very bad state, with disheveled hair and a ferocious face. His whole body was covered with black lines that exuded an evil aura. It was not until he swallowed a whole blue ice worm that his murderous eyes became clearer. .

Ember concluded that the evil dragon needed to keep eating to calm down its violent bloodline power, but at this moment, the other party unexpectedly and logically escaped to the depths of the glacier in the cold land.

After all, the cold land is inaccessible, and although species are rare, it is better to be safe, and it is easier to survive than escaping to a thundering land.

"Isn't this a coincidence?" Yi Yan smiled slightly. On the way to eradicate the Aurora in the Cold Land, he easily eliminated the evil dragon, which saved him a lot of energy.

"Maybe it's not a coincidence." The puppet girl thought slightly.

After thinking about it carefully, Yi Yan immediately understood: "Yes, the evil dragon in the picture is continuing to go north and deep into the glacier. Perhaps the purpose is the same as ours. He wants to use the cold aurora to calm down his abnormality!"