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Voodoo Rainforest.

In the deep night, the dense rain forest made a whimpering sound as the wind blew through it.

On the land filled with rotting branches and leaves, tree roots and vines hanging down to the ground are intertwined.

Hiss, hiss...

Tricolor spearheaded vipers, jumping vipers, ciliary palm vipers, lateral-banded palm vipers, coral snakes, paradise tree snakes, golden flower snakes, vipers, forest anacondas, forest cobras, etc., large groups of snakes are like a tidal wave. , gathered from all directions, submerged in the soil, climbing and shuttling between tree roots and vines.

They have only one destination, and that is the cabin in the woods.

There seems to be some huge temptation in the hut, making these snakes desperate and enthusiastic.

Peng.

There was a soft sound, and a flame suddenly rose up in the forest cabin.

From the moment the flames appeared, it was a raging fire that enveloped the entire hut. While burning violently, it quickly spread to the surrounding areas. .

This is not an ordinary flame. The color of the fire is dark green, and it does not emit any heat. Instead, as it burns, powerful chills erode people's hearts.

Seeing this green fire, the snakes became even more frantic and rushed into the flames.

The green fire burned like a giant beast opening its bloody mouth and swallowing all living things.

Snakes swam into the green fire, melting quickly like candles when exposed to heat.

Their snake scales and skin melted first, and then the remaining snake bones also melted at a relatively slow speed.

More and more snakes died, and the melting of each snake provided the essence of its body to the green fire.

The green fire got the material to burn and burned more and more vigorously.

Soon, the green fire reached a height of four meters and expanded to a radius of three hundred meters, making it particularly conspicuous in the late night rain forest.

Unlike the scene outside the house, there was no green fire at all inside the forest hut.

It was replaced by thick smoke.

The smoke was so choking that the four legendary powerhouses in the hut almost held their breath.

Except for tuberculosis.

This female Naga, a legendary diviner, is swaying in the smoke at the moment.

She kept chanting, her snake body swaying, and her arms wrapped in gray mist.

The songs she sings are simple and timeless, and full of a mysterious and distant artistic conception. The other three legends present had been listening quietly for a while, and they all felt uncomfortable, with a kind of horror lingering in their hearts.

First, Yigui, one of the admirals of the navy, came to the cabin in the forest to seek help from his best friend Mo Qi.

The first divination failed.

Afterwards, two legendary pirate leaders, Hua Sheng and Asa, appeared, bringing with them the sacred objects of the Voodoo Sect and asking Mo Qi to perform divination again.

In the past few days, Mo Qian repeatedly tried divination, but failed repeatedly.

Counting the first time, she has failed four times.

Every failure brought serious injuries to her.

She got injured after injury, but she still kept trying. Each time of healing, rest and brewing, the time is getting longer and longer.

Each divination method becomes more and more weird and strange, and more and more powerful.

This is her fifth divination, and it should be her last.

According to the rules of the Five Poison Sect, diviners cannot perform divination continuously and repeatedly. But harvesting Voodoo sacred objects can override this rule.

Asa brought three holy objects, and Hua Sheng brought one.

The fifth time is the last divination unless a new holy object is found.

In the thick smoke, Hua Sheng leaned on a wooden pillar, squinting his eyes and staring at Mo Tu.

He is tall and thin, with long ears and green hair, and has the unique handsomeness and chicness of the elves.

The rapier hanging from his waist is eye-catching.

The handle of the rapier is like a rose bud, as delicate as a handicraft.

It was with this legendary weapon that Hua Sheng gained his reputation as the Great Sword Master.

Asa huddled in the corner, with only a black mist and his human form invisible.

He specializes in dark magic, has the blood of demons, and has a cruel and vicious mind. This time he alone brought three Voodoo sacred objects.

Bright red eyes lit up from time to time in the black fog, revealing that Asa had been paying attention to Mo Tu.

Yigui, on the other hand, looks like a princess, not an admiral.

She wore an exaggerated gold-pink princess dress with a wide and fluffy hem. She was wearing long silk gloves and a cute pink lace parasol with the handle hanging on her arm.

The smoke couldn't hide Yigui's worried look.

Mo Qi is her best friend, and she has a deep friendship with Mo Qi.

But at this moment, Mo's condition made Yi Gui worried.

She has never seen Mo Qian be so miserable.

The originally plump figure was now as skinny as a stick.

The originally smooth and bright snake scales turned pale, as if they were cursed with petrification.

Mo Tong's hair, which used to be strong and strong, is now like a poisoned and hopeless weed, extremely withered.

Mo Qian's mental state was also very abnormal. Sometimes she was giggling, sometimes dazed, sometimes gnashing her teeth, and sometimes shouting fanatically.

Finally, she was tired and stopped.

Her chest was like a bellows, and she was panting.

She stretched out her hand and a medicine jar flew into her hand.

Gudong, Gudong...

She opened the medicine jar and poured all the dark green liquid inside into her throat.

"That's enough, stop it, Mo Qi. You have tried your best and reached your limit." Yi Gui finally couldn't help but speak out.

"No." Mo Qi shook his head immediately.

"Hold on, I can hold on longer!"

"I can feel the gaze of the ancestors. They are all here, they are crowded in the room, they are all waiting, waiting for me!"

Yi Gui's eyes twitched: "Don't continue."

"This potion is extremely toxic. You once told me that you can only drink 10 ml at a time."

"When you were doing divination before, you used it when you were healing, and you also knew how to use it in moderation."

"Look at you now... drinking cans and cans."

"You don't want your life?"

"There is too much toxicity accumulated in your body. How will you treat it in the future?"

Mo Qi drank all the potion in a clay pot, and then dropped the pot on the floor with a bang.

She grinned at Yigui, showing her teeth stained with green water.

"Don't worry. I know it well." Mo Qi comforted his best friend, "My liver has been transformed by me a long time ago. It is very powerful and can detoxify poisons and..."

"vomit!"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Qian suddenly vomited.

The vomit was very strange, like muddy clay or black oil, very thick and emitting a strong stench.

Snapped.

A soft sound.

An internal organ was also spit out.

The three legends present were stunned.

Hua Sheng no longer relied on the wooden pillar, and Asa's scarlet eyes lit up in the black mist.

Yigui's eyes widened. She recognized it and couldn't help but shout: "Oh my god, this is... your liver."

"You vomited out your liver."

"Without a liver, how do you detoxify?"

Mo Qian's face turned pale, and he forced a smile and said, "It's okay."

"Look, what I vomited are all the residue of the potion that I digested."

"They were all highly poisonous, but now I have spit them out."

"Although my liver is gone, I still have a stomach."

"My digestion ability is particularly good..."

"vomit!"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Tong began to vomit violently again.

Snapped.

Another entrails were spat out.

Hua Sheng's expression changed slightly, Asang's black mist condensed into a human form, and Yi Gui covered his mouth.

"Oh my God."

"This is your stomach."

Mo Tong's face showed a determined look: "Even if my stomach is gone, I will continue."

"As long as my heart keeps beating, I won't stop!"

"vomit."

The next moment, she spit out her heart.

Hua Sheng lowered his hands and no longer held them in his arms.

Asa took a few steps forward and looked carefully at Mo Qian's heart, his face solemn.

Yi Gui was extremely nervous: "Mo Tong!"

Mo Tong's body trembled and he screamed sternly: "Don't stop me."

"I'm about to succeed!"

"Even if I lose my heart, I can still survive for a while."

"As long as I'm breathing..."

boom.

A small explosion suddenly occurred.

Mo Qian's entire chest was blasted through, forming a large hole that penetrated from front to back.

The lungs inside were blown into pieces and powder.

At this moment, Mo Qian's breathing stopped.

Yigui:! ! !

The admiral immediately took action and took out a scroll from his arms.

But the next moment, Hua Sheng and Asa stood beside her.

"What do you want to do?!" Yi Gui shouted sharply and was about to take action with all his strength.

"Calm down, Admiral!"

"We have no intention of harming you or Mo Qian."

"That's right, Mo Tong has begun to break through. The things of Voodoo are very different from the conventional mage practice. If you care, you will be confused!"

Hua Sheng and Asa persuaded at the same time.

Yi Gui barely calmed down and saw Mo Qi acting again.

With slow and difficult movements, she took out the sacred objects of Voodoo one after another.

She stuffed a frog-shaped bronze holy object into the hole in her chest: "Breathing is the sinking of the nose and mouth."

The next moment, she was breathing again.

She then placed a blood-colored spar sacred object in the shape of a skull in the empty space of the heart: "The heartbeat is the struggle of life."

Then, she had a heartbeat again.

“If you don’t want to be digested by everything, then you have to digest everything!”

She stuffed two other holy objects into her body and used them as her stomach and liver.

After doing this, she took a long breath. Although her body was extremely weak, her injuries were extremely serious, and there was no treatment at all, her spirit was very high.

"Ancestral spirits!" She let out a shrill cry, and then danced the sacrificial dance again.

During the dance, her body began to glow.

No, to be precise, it was the light emitted by the holy objects in her body that constantly intersected and merged with her body and soul.

The smoke suddenly became thicker.

The green fire inside the house roared wildly, sweeping away the surrounding snakes and trees and burning them to countless ashes.

Mo Tong's life breath has undergone subtle qualitative changes.

Both Yi Gui and Hua Sheng looked shocked.

"Demigod..." Asa murmured softly.

Mo Tong's body was shocked: "I saw it!"

"On... Spitfire Island."

After saying this, she fell to the ground with a bang.

I don’t know life or death.

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