Devil Seeds

Tu Youfang was the first to "wake up".

His current identity is a hybrid of a native and an elf, and his existence is very special among the elves.

Low status, but relatively important.

They will not be driven to enslave, but they don't have much freedom, let alone master power and obtain the extraordinary means of the elves.

For Tu Youfang, this situation is actually not bad.

The relatively stable living environment gave him time to collect data and improve the intelligence database. At the same time, it also allowed him to sort out the system and context of a part of the elves' stepping into the extraordinary.

thereby gaining strength.

Thousands of miles away from the Starlight Forest where Tu Youfang is, there is also a 'closed beta player' recovering.

Bloody rain fell from the sky like a waterfall, and layers of dark clouds enveloped the entire fortress, turning into a thick seal.

The Thunder Dragon roared, puffing out the jet-black clouds, which could not be seen from the beginning to the end in the clouds.

The locust-like rain of arrows fell together with the rain of blood, and the arrows with vicious spells were unified, destroying all living and non-living forms.

Terrible screams came from all directions in the castle, like a nightmare that would never wake up.

A golden light pierced into the sky in the pitch black, opening a gap in the dark clouds.

The immature boy stumbled and was thrown out of the seal.

"Zhou'er! You must endure! Don't take revenge, don't take revenge!"

In the eyes of the young man, his father was hugging his mother, melting like a wax figure in a bloody sword light, the piercing pain was even better than the arrow piercing his chest.

"Father! Mother!"

Li Xingzhou woke up from the nightmare, his forehead was covered with dense cold sweat.

"Arthur! Are you having nightmares again? Would you like to have a sip of rotten fruit wine? I suggest you drink a little, that's how I am, what's wrong with you, just drink... and forget everything." Has a flaxen color The short-haired, dwarf boy in rough linen clothes patted Li Xingzhou on the shoulder and said.

Li Xingzhou pursed his lips and did not speak, but kept clenching his fists.

He always remembers the destruction of his family, and the blood that splashed the sky... But at this time, he is already in a different world, whether it is an enemy or a relative, it is too far away.

It was only halfway through the night, and Li Xingzhou had no sleepiness.

He simply took out the hammer, then stood in an open place in the crypt, and began to practice hammering.

This is a method that dwarves must learn. It can be used not only to forge weapons, treasure armor, utensils, but also to kill enemies.

Li Xingzhou, who was reincarnated as a dwarf, would naturally do the same.

Of course, Li Xingzhou will not only meet these.

Just like the remaining "authority" in Tu Youfang, under his strong personal will, has been transformed into a "brain" to assist in life and cultivation.

The remaining 'power' in Li Xingzhou's body turned into a nearly indestructible 'blood energy'. By killing creatures, he could accumulate and accumulate 'blood energy'. As long as the stored blood energy was not exhausted, Li Xingzhou would not Severely injured, but not dead.

Perhaps, the reason why he was able to develop this ability is precisely because he is essentially full of fear of the overwhelming blood, but also extremely persistent in survival.

Although he forgot the precious memory about his follow-up practice and becoming the lord of the Blood Demon Palace.

However, Li Xingzhou is still on the old road, once again embarking on the road of becoming a blood cow.

Whether it is Li Xingzhou or Tu Youfang, they are all members of the Turin Theogony, and they are also members of the creation gods of the past.

Most of this type of 'closed beta players' are reincarnated adults...at least humanoid races, restored 'part' of memory, obtained the 'golden finger' of authority conversion, and started a brand new practice from scratch.

In contrast, those dream breakers who are listed as 'evil gods', 'outer gods', 'demons' and 'demonic ways', their purpose is to destroy the entire Turin Dream... that is, to destroy the world.

In this way, we can achieve the purpose of returning to reality with harvest.

If this kind of purpose and mission originally carried a rather nihilistic personal choice, then after the reshaping of the world, the precipitation of dreams, and the further "realization" and "de-logicization" of the world, the nihilistic mission also becomes A root pursuit.

In that subversion and shattering, the members of Turin Theogony entered reincarnation and started all over again.

The dream-breakers were naturally seriously injured, and their souls were even scrambled into many fragments, or they were left behind in the starry sky, or scattered in the world, and merged into many creatures and substances in this world.

There are different types of monsters formed, but they all focus on destruction and destruction as the core.

Under the moonlight, the entire Monster Valley seemed to have a wave of tides, and the emerald green poisonous mist began to shrink inward continuously, and finally became thin and almost invisible.

A group of Yuren put the detoxification grass that had been prepared in their mouths, and quickly walked towards the Valley of Monsters.

The poisonous mist in the Monster Valley only shrinks for about three minutes, and after three minutes, the poisonous mist will be spit out again, and the poisonous mist will not shrink again until dawn.

In order to collect the precious herbs in the Monster Valley, these feathermen must hurry up.

Stepping into the valley, compared with other races, the Feathermen's breathing was longer, but it became a little faster. This is because the toxins were invading their bodies, but the detoxification grass had played a role and dissolved the toxins. A slight trace of toxin that could not be dissolved was also temporarily held back by the special body structure of the Yumen.

The poisonous mist spread around the Monster Valley, and the toxicity was astonishing.

The valley is full of aura, like a paradise, except for a lot of poisonous substances, but there is no poisonous mist mixed in it.

Strains of elixir grow in the magic valley, and the quantity is astonishing.

Looking at the elixir all over the floor, the feather people got busy excitedly.

They scattered one after another and began to pick quickly, completely oblivious to the crisis.

Suddenly... the ground covered with elixir began to tremble violently.

In the violent collapse, one can vaguely see a huge... mouth full of sharp teeth buried deep in the ground.

When the big mouth was closed, all the Yuren, together with the rare elixir that contained the fragrance before, were all swallowed up.

The sound of gurgling kept coming from the depths of the ground, as if there were several terrifying behemoths who had been hungry for a long time... for a long time.

All the Yuren were eaten.

In a short period of time, there will never be such a large-scale Yuren approaching the Valley of Monsters.

While the earth was rolling, some elixir protruded from the ground again, growing vigorously and full of temptation.

A densely packed large area looks very ornamental.

Beautiful yet deadly.

"Eat it! Eat it! Eat it all!"

"Eat everything, it's fake! It's all fake! I'm the real..." The crazy and demonic voice echoed deep underground, but it turned into a strange sound, like a natural noise , spread in the Valley of Monsters.

For any race living in this world, these sounds are messy, disorderly, and useless.

It is impossible for them to understand, let alone know, that this is actually a language.

Just like humans cannot understand the sounds of wind, thunder, and rain, they are natural sounds, but is there a possibility...that is actually a language? An existence beyond human comprehension, speaking words?