Above the gray fog

The stone box shook, and a hazy illusory image suddenly appeared above it.

It's a miniature stone dragon.

Its body is made of stone and void, its outline is blurry, but its eyes are bright, revealing an unfathomable wisdom.

The stone dragon floats above the stone box and hovers in mid-air, like a god hidden in time and space, mysterious and majestic.

It opened its mouth slightly, as if talking to itself.

The voice was calm and low, but full of endless heaviness.

"Finally someone is here."

Its voice has no emotional fluctuations, but when listening to it, one can't help but feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"Only Shi Ling would be interested in 'Stone Heart', so it shouldn't be wrong..."

Its eyes slowly fell on Moore Mountain and Thrall, "Two stone men?"

It stared at Thrall for another half second, with a hint of sarcasm in its tone, "The half-stone spirit is an unexpected gain."

Lin Shan stared at this scene calmly.

He looks calm on the surface, but his head is buzzing.

One second he was rejoicing that the Source of Doom had not taken effect, and the next second the remnant spirit of a Discord popped out.

The so-called residual soul is not a broken soul, but a large part of existence and consciousness that has been missing for unknown reasons and cannot be replenished through normal channels.

It is difficult to create this state in a battle between the same level. This stone spirit must have encountered an enemy above the disordered ones to be beaten so badly, or it must have suffered some strange curse.

However, these are not what Lin Shan is mainly thinking about.

What puzzled Lin Shan was whether this remnant spirit had always been in the stone box, or whether it was in it because of the source of his misfortune.

Lin Shan now has some doubts. This stone box is the back-up plan of the Remnant Spirit, but it is not 100% able to condense the Remnant Spirit. If he had not come, Moore Mountain could directly take away the 'Stone Heart', because with his arrival, Increased the success rate of this backhand.

In other words, he was the one who resurrected this remnant spirit.

Making the enemy lucky is indeed a form of one's own misfortune.

Thinking of this, Lin Shan felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

But he didn't take action.

Under normal circumstances, he would definitely fight with this incomplete spirit.

Several results will be extended later.

The first outcome is that the residual spirit cannot defeat him, he takes the ‘Stone Heart’ and rescues everyone, and everything ends.

The second result is that he cannot defeat the residual spirit, and in the end he can only self-destruct and escape, abandoning these temporary teammates.

What Lin Shan fears the most is the third outcome, because the extra good luck that Can Ling has and the extra bad luck that he has will turn outcome one into outcome two.

If the source of misfortune has really been working, Lin Shan feels that there is almost no need to think about it.

In a head-on fight, the third result will definitely occur.

Perhaps there is a fourth outcome, where he cannot fight or run away, and dies in the hands of this remnant spirit.

This thought flashed through Lin Shan's mind. There should be a maximum limit to bad luck. If it costs life every time, it should not be called the source of misfortune. Instead, it would be more appropriate to call it the body of nine deaths. Lin Shan believes that The fourth outcome is unrealistic. He who had once achieved great success in defeating Discord should not be killed by a Discord-level remnant no matter how bad he was.

In order to prevent the third outcome from happening, Lin Shan did not take action immediately.

The gray-white time and space gradually returned to normal, as if someone had lifted a gray-white curtain with their hands and turned the world into color.

After Moore Mountain felt that he could move, he immediately retreated and distanced himself from the residual spirit.

It had a solemn look on its face, and then slammed its fists together, "You... are you still alive? Do you look like you were beaten into a jigsaw puzzle?"

Moore Mountain was not frightened by the appearance of the remnant spirit. On the contrary, it was even eager to give it a try.

Sal pulled Mu Shan and said, "Disorder-level puzzle pieces are also Discord and are not at the same level as us. It's better to be careful."

Tisi stared at the remnant spirit and said, "Since senior is still alive, we don't want this 'Stone Heart' anymore. Senior will keep it himself, and please let us go back. If there is a fight, I'm afraid it won't be good for senior either."

The remnant spirit of Shilong smiled coldly, his eyes as bright as a torch, and he scanned the three of them with a trace of disdain in his tone.

"Since you covet my 'Stone Heart', you must be prepared to pay the price. This is the law of nature. If I let you go today, I don't know when I will be able to wait for a second chance."

"As for the tribesmen outside, although I feel sad, as long as I am here, the Stone Dragon Clan will be there."

The remnant spirit of the stone dragon floated quietly in the air, its eyes looking like an abyss towards Mount Muir and Thrall.

"Turn it into my nourishment."

As the remnant spirit of the stone dragon opened its mouth, the surrounding space instantly became violently distorted.

Mulshan and Saar responded almost at the same time.

Mu Shan's eyes widened instantly, and the stone on his body began to proliferate and thicken continuously, but he was still unable to resist the distortion of time and space, and the stone body was peeled off layer by layer.

Thrall's eyes flashed red, and unlike Moore Mountain's defense, a stone sword appeared in his hand, and there was a crackling sound of lightning on the blade.

He swung his sword out, and the sword energy tore through the void like a violent storm, slashing at the residual spirit, but when it was about to touch the residual spirit, the sword energy penetrated through instantly.

Cut a big hole in the dragon's nest behind Remnant.

The wails and roars of stone dragons kept coming.

The next moment, countless stone dragons poured into the stone dragon cemetery along the opened hole, surrounding the invading three people without leaving any gaps.

A trace of hesitation flashed across Tis's two emerald eyes, but the hesitation only lasted for a moment.

A slender staff appeared in her hand, flashing a light green light. On the surrounding stone walls, countless thick vines grew out, like spirit snakes, constantly winding and circling, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

The remnant spirit looked at all this indifferently, as if everything was under its control.

As its claws moved slightly, a crack appeared in front of it.

An extremely terrifying black flame flowed out of the crack, attacking the three people with destructive power.

Seeing this scene, Murshan finally realized that he had underestimated the disordered, even if it was a piece of the puzzle, he could not fight against it.

He gritted his teeth and punched hard, and his fist was covered with a thick stone helmet.

The stone fist collided with the black fire, and the black fire suddenly exploded in front of him, forming a black hole.

Everything in the stone dragon's lair was being twisted and converging into the black hole.

Murshan took a few steps back, and his entire arm disappeared.

"Retreat!"

This time, Murshan seemed to have recognized the reality, and without hesitation, he immediately called on everyone to retreat.

But in the black hole, countless tiny arms stretched out at some point, clinging to them and pulling them into the black hole.

Being attached by these arms, the three people only felt that the strength in their bodies was rapidly fading, and soon they were unable to resist.

Lin Shan, who was secretly looking for an opportunity, finally couldn't sit still when he saw that his teammates were about to die so soon.

The strength of these three people was far inferior to that of the team that went against disorder at the beginning. Any member of the team at the beginning was more useful than these three people combined.

Lin Shan didn't understand how Murshan survived during those few ticks.

Thinking in his heart, Lin Shan quickly formed seals with his hands.

The opponent's source method was Yin Xie, and he had almost no in-depth understanding of this source method except knowing the name.

In order to avoid accidents, he decided to start with a big curse.

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