I am your natural enemy

Ever since he was snatched from the tiger's mouth last time, forcing him to give up his descending body, the most perfect path was forcibly cut off, and he had to find another way, Huang Mo has been much more low-key.

Let the necromancer with many ideas do the work of attracting attention.

Everyone thought that after the God's Law was promulgated, Huang Mo might use this law to start a new path when Robin started a new path, but Huang Mo was not among the revived gods.

Huang Mo quietly set his sights on the Maple Leaf Country to the north of Robin.

This place is good, adjacent to Robin, as good as a state of Robin, and can control all aspects, but it is not a part of Robin.

Fanning the flames and bewitching people's hearts, let an inconspicuous guy among his subordinates secretly stir up trouble in the Maple Leaf Country, and no one noticed this place at all.

Who would have thought that this time, which was thought to be the harvest season, was pitted by the stupid subordinates.

The moment he saw Wen Yan, he seemed to see the glory of the Death Star, shining in the starry sky behind Wen Yan.

The light was so dazzling that he knew he had been tricked by his useless subordinates the moment he saw it.

He didn't know why, but he knew that if Wen Yan looked up and saw it, the light of the Death Star would pierce through the undead sky above his head and shine directly on him.

Huang Mo experienced his initial arrogance and insolence, and was forced to give up the descended body in his lair by someone else. He reflected on it for a long time and understood one thing.

The next time he turned over, he would definitely die without a burial place, and there would be no chance of falling into purgatory.

Although, he didn't know how he would end up like that.

Sensing the light of the Death Star at this moment, Huang Mo was immediately ready to give up everything here.

But Huang Mo still realized that it was a little late. He knew it was too late. His eyes immediately shone with light and he used a little strange power.

Wen Yan on the other side, after feeling that the power of the gold grain was about to be completely exhausted, he was not going to do anything else. He raised his head and looked at the other side of the Golden Brick Avenue.

In that one glance, Wen Yan saw the prompts flashing wildly in front of him.

At that moment, several pieces of information flashed in succession.

This time, the prompt information did not evolve slowly, but was given directly with complete information.

Wen Yan had no time to see clearly, and only saw the general name.

"Evil Preacher."

"Zhuangbing."

"Fire Thief."

"Earth Death God (Old God)"

"Yellow Devil."

...

In that glance, it seemed that he had received too many blessings, and at the same time, he saw too many things that could trigger prompts. But at the moment of seeing, the information of the previous prompt was covered by the information of the next prompt.

In just one glance, Wen Yan saw the other side of the Golden Brick Avenue. The sky was covered by dark clouds, blocking the skylight, making it look extremely dark.

Between the sky and the earth, the dim yellow breath danced wildly, and there was only a pair of bright yellow eyes, looking at him through various obstacles.

Around those eyes, everything connected was changing wildly, without a fixed form.

Under the ground, a faint death aura was churning. He seemed to see the skeleton of a giant elephant buried in the ground.

In one of the giant elephant's eyes, a faint gray light shone, and a wisp of death aura flew out and joined the black clouds in the sky.

The world he saw was only these three things, occupying the largest field of vision. In the corner of the field of vision, the other most conspicuous thing was the burning old gold and those translucent, smoke-filled heroes.

When Wen Yan wanted to see more clearly, the power of the gold particles was completely exhausted, and the vision he saw in front of him also dissipated.

He just saw that the name of Huang Mo appeared in the prompt interface.

In other words, Huang Mo, this dog thing, has been hiding for so long and finally showed up.

No wonder Robin didn't find any valuable information. Wen Yan got all the information from the little bat family, the undead through Bourne, the undead in the sea of ​​the dead, and Sam, but there was no information about Huang Mo.

It turned out that this dog thing quietly ran to Maple Leaf Country to make trouble.

Unfortunately, the speed of the flash just now was too fast, and he didn't see the specific content of the prompt clearly. Now he tried to recall it, but he only vaguely remembered seeing words like Robin, Invisible, and No Opportunity.

The one who still exists on the prompt now is the Earth Death God.

"Death God of the Earth (Old God)"

"He was once the god of this land, worshipped by the natives, and lived and worked together.

As time passed, the killings of outsiders reduced the number of people who believed in this old god.

With a belief extermination plan that lasted for more than a hundred years, all those who still believed in this god have died.

After the dawn of the gods, the Death God of the Earth, who was only half-breathed, responded to his former believers for the last time.

Tell them that everything is possible only when they are alive.

The last believer disappeared, and the young believers also changed their beliefs.

When the belief disappeared, the Death God of the Earth also fell into extinction.

He was buried under this land by an old believer."

"Your sacred sky indiscriminately awakens the dead who died because of the evil missionaries and their deeds, but could not turn into ghosts.

This old god also died because of the same thing, and could not turn into a ghost.

He was also awakened by the call you showed by consuming your divine power, and threw the last wisp of death into what he believed to be the sacred sky.

Under this influence, all the young men who died tragically, even those who could not revive with the spiritual energy and become ghosts for revenge, have the opportunity to complete the revenge of fate.

This is his last elegy.

From then on, this old god will never have the chance to revive, and will only turn into an ordinary giant elephant's remains and return to the earth. "

"Temporary ability: none."

This is the prompt displayed at the moment.

After Wen Yan read these prompts, new prompts appeared behind.

"You are positively affected by the yellow devil, and you can get the target of the prompt at the same time, increasing to the limit of what you can see.

The yellow devil has received guidance from the Death Star: being seen by you will trigger the death of fate. "

"The temporary blessing of the limit of eyes buff disappears. "

"Get the blessing, and you can get the target of the prompt +1 at the same time. When you see the target with your own eyes, the difficulty of getting the prompt is reduced by one level. "

Wen Yan looked at the series of prompts that were refreshed and was silent for a while.

This Huang Mo is really good. Huang Mo could actually detect his situation in advance. If he saw it, there would be a big problem.

But it was obviously too late in the situation just now. When he looked over, he could even see the prompts refresh the screen.

In that large area, all the things that can trigger prompts can be seen by Wen Yan at this moment, which also means that they can be triggered at the same time.

But at the same time, for a certain target, only one prompt can be displayed.

Wen Yan used this point specially. As long as the prompt did not disappear, he could equip the generated temporary ability. When he needed it, he would use it first, and then immediately trigger the next prompt after it was used up.

But this time, Huang Mo was In order to confuse the audience, he directly sent him a blessing.

It was obviously super enhanced, but the mechanism was used so that Wen Yan could not see the specific prompt information of Huang Mo clearly.

The screen was refreshed in an instant, how could he see it clearly.

Wen Yan collected his mind and did not think about it any more. He was busy with business first and would talk about it later.

He continued to look at the other side along the Golden Brick Avenue. The battle over there was already one-sided.

The heroic spirit carrying a big knife killed the demons one by one and cut off the heads of the souls.

The entire Saskatchewan Province was in chaos at this moment.

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Those people may not be present, but seeing the black clouds covering hundreds of kilometers and the resurrected souls under the black clouds, anyone can think of the undead sky without thinking.

The reason why these dead souls and skeletons can exist is that someone deliberately left them there, and used various methods to make it difficult for the owners of these skeletons to turn into dead souls after the spiritual energy was revived. This is to use this extremely repressive and cruel method to force them to produce more power.

Finally, this power is used as the power they need to consume for today's ceremony.

Unfortunately, the ceremony is now destroyed, and the head of the high priest's soul was cut off. After the soul was beheaded, it did not dissipate. His head was placed at the original altar position, and in turn, the power of the altar and his head were used to lock other enemies.

The dark clouds pressed down, the wind was howling, but no rain fell for a long time.

Wait until the heroes rushed over, killed all the ghosts and monsters here, and pulled all their souls over piled in the altar.

It finally began to rain in the sky, and the mist was evaporating, covering the sky and the earth.

Looking at the boiling resentment here, Lao Lao Jin inexplicably thought of the past, when the remains of the dead were also buried in the land of Shenzhou.

He had a lot of things he wanted to do, but unfortunately, he understood more clearly why he summoned the souls this time. For the sake of the overall situation, he had to go back and tell the people of the Lieyang Tribe.

When there were no more enemies within the range of his sight, Lao Lao Jin waved his hand and took the heroes to the Golden Brick Avenue and returned again.

The Golden Brick Avenue disappeared as Lao Lao Jin returned.

As the heroes returned, they told Lao Lao Jin about the past, and they gradually returned to the cemetery.

Lao Lao Jin also entered the jade hut prepared in advance to prevent being pulled over again.

On the other side, on the land of Saskatchewan, Maple Leaf Country, heavy rain was pouring, and the sky seemed to be leaking.

The heavy rain gathered and turned into streams, and the streams gathered into torrents, washing over some places. The bones buried shallowly underground were washed out, and more and more dead souls revived.

At this moment, the real revenge has just begun.

But Wen Yan can no longer see it at this moment.

Wen Yan looked down at the mysterious fragment. A corner of the mysterious fragment, which was originally empty, was surrounded by a wisp of death.

The map belonging to that place has been completed a little bit unconsciously, representing a range of hundreds of kilometers.

The wisp of death kept wandering in the blank area. Where it wandered, some maps appeared phantoms. When the death wandered over, those map phantoms disappeared.

This was the last elegy of the old god. He thought it was the sacred sky curtain, so after it was awakened, the last half breath turned into power and invested in it.

Investing in the black cloud, that is, investing in the mysterious fragment.

Wen Yan stretched out his hand and touched the wisp of death. There was no harm, and he even had a faint sense of intimacy.

"Bonus tip from Identity Dark xx: The trumpet of revenge, when it blows, is so beautiful."

If you see this additional reminder, Wen Yan immediately understands why the faint intimacy is.

"God of God."

"When the gods fell completely, the last strand of breath was blown out.

It may be the last most vicious curse released at the cost of a deity completely falling.

It may also be the last blessing given at the expense day of a god without recovery.

This blessing may not be the strongest, but it must be tenacious as a curse.

When the horn of revenge is sounded, this is the gratitude that the other party borrows your strength. "

Wen Yan reached out and touched this strands of breath, and naturally understood what these words meant.

The sacred sky curtain is still there, and the horn of revenge has sounded. At this moment, this is the gift that the old god gave him.

Wen Yan touched this ray of gray, and suddenly saw that the additional reminded characters.

The words "Dark XX" suddenly flickered, it seemed to be the two unsight words, which meant to be determined.

When Wen Yan thought about it, he still didn't rashly accept it, so he let this strand of gray fell on the mysterious residual map, and let him swim in the area of ​​the residual picture.

Maybe after a while, you can open some maps.

It doesn't matter if it is consumed at that time. If it is not consumed, then how to deal with it.

At this moment, Wen Yan has been seen that in some maps of the disappeared maps that have disappeared after the gray air swimming, some areas in northern Robin have begun to appear. Some things that seem to be marked.

It seems that there are all began to be affected. Some of the dead who could not be turned into the dead soul and were suppressed by the eternal world were also affected to recover.

Wen Yan does not care about the evils that Robin and Maple Leaf Kingdoms have built. This is not what he wakes up. It is the gods that people once believed in. At the cost of God, they wake up those dead souls.

Who built the evil and who goes to go.

Wen Yan's purpose this time was just pulled back to Lao Lao Jin first. This purpose has achieved.

The price paid may be just difficult to find the opportunity to see the yellow demon in the future.

The yellow magic has learned to be, so vigilant, what else is a deadly warning, it is a bit difficult.

On the other side, under the dark cloud, he stepped into the Sam in the engine and had come to the farm.

He saw the weird soul head here, saw the corpse on the ground, and saw the burning ceremony of the flame.

Sumon's head wiped the rain on his face. Today, the rainwater was watery. Somehow, it was a bitter taste.

He took the phone and dialed another person, describing the scene seen here, and something he just felt on the road.

"If this is not the dead soul, what is it? What kind of power can do this?"

"Dear Sam, don't see everything on the head of the undead. It is so unpleasant. This is called the sacred sky curtain, which is the power of the real gods."