Spider demons have attributes

Lucifer's appearance can only be regarded as a small disturbance in Horn's "prisoner" career.

In the days when I was bound by my slave Xiaogui,

Hunting, devouring, dazing and sleeping are the themes of Horn's life.

The second batch of vanguard troops previously dispatched have all lost contact, and the locations where they lost contact are the same as those of the first batch of vanguard troops.

It seems that old bug Bai Lin is probably not lying.

The restraining curse of the slave imp must be taken seriously;

Horn still didn't give up, or maybe because he was just bored, so he sent out a third group of ghoul vanguard troops to go on an expedition.

This Horn also went with him,

Mark the locations where the vanguard lost contact several times before.

Let the third batch of ghoul vanguard troops take the lead,

Horn followed,

And let the ghouls carry the blood food and follow,

Horn didn't even bother to leave. He used spider webs to weave a small, pure white palace-like sedan chair. He hired a few strong ghouls to work as coolies and carried the sedan toward the destination.

Along the way, there are ghouls constantly transporting fresh blood and food.

Horn felt like he was out on a cruise,

With his speed, he can quickly block the target point, but he must take care of the cannon fodder forward ghouls who are going to die.

If the curse of the slave kid is beyond imagination, and he accidentally flies too high and breaks out of the restricted range of the slave kid, and explodes on the spot, he will be finished.

The forward ghoul moves slowly, but is still stumbling closer to the target point.

It took a lot of time,

But for Horn, time is the cheapest at present. He just lies on the mobile palace, enjoys the scenery, and occasionally checks to see if there are any novel monsters along the way, and unlocks new flavors of blood food.

Stop and go leisurely along the way,

Finally arrived at the position where the forward troops had lost contact several times before.

Except for the tombstones, the large tomb is basically a flat plain.

Horn asked the large army to stop,

I feel a little uneasy,

Looking from all directions on the plain, there is no difference.

This place is already extremely far away from the Tomb of the Sunset and the Colossus of Sanni. From a distance, the towering Colossus of Sanni and the Titan coffin that separates the world are no longer visible at this moment.

With such a huge building disappearing into the sky, Horn knew that this was probably the limit of slave Xiaogui's restricted range of activities.

If Bai Lin hadn't lied, slave Xiaogui's power of rules was really that powerful.

"you!"

"And you!"

"Keep going!"

Horn pointed out two ghoul servants and ordered them to continue moving forward.

The transformation quality of these two ghouls is not very good. They have long and short legs and walk crookedly.

Horn was looking nervously at the two servants from behind.

Continue walking for about three or four kilometers in the direction away from the Tomb of the Sunset.

The servants at both ends stayed where they were,

Their expressions were painful, their limbs began to twist,

Kacha,

Kacha,

Kacha,

There is a sound of bones breaking in the body,

A large number of blisters and cysts bulge on the skin surface.

Amid the wails of the ghoul servants, they exploded on the spot, and the huge sound floated far into the plain.

"" Horn stared at the two lumps of flesh and blood mixed together on the ground, feeling uncomfortable.

Not because of the loss of two ghoul servants;

But the weird reaction just now,

He found that the slave ghost shadow on his forehead had briefly opened its eyes.

If the two can be contacted,

That can only mean one thing. That bastard Bai Lin didn't lie. The restricted scope of the slave kid's activities is real.

Subsequently,

Horn captured a few more ghoul servants for experiments.

Without exception,

When the ghoul servants walked out of a certain range of activities, their bodies all exploded on the spot. In the process, the slave imps above them would open their eyes, as if they were being induced.

All experiments on the vanguard unit have been completed.

It all exploded,

Horn was speechless and hesitated for a long time.

He jumped down from the moving palace,

The boundary of the activity range drawn by the slave Xiaogui was not marked out, but after several previous experiments, Horn already knew roughly where the boundary was. He tried to get closer to the "red line" drawn in his mind.

Tentatively extending its limbs,

The arthropod slowly approaches the "range red line\

,"When I think I'm about to cross the line,

The slave kid slowly opened his eyes,

at the same time,

A strong sense of crisis arose in Horn's body, and his spider instinct told him that if he continued to move forward, he would die.

And it's real death,

subconsciously,

Horn retracted his limbs,

After acquiring the ghoul talent, the word "death" no longer existed in his brain. It was not until the short few breaths before he was about to touch the red line of the range that Horn finally realized the horror of the slave imp.

Is this the power of rules?

A kind of unreasonable force,

The moment Horn retracted his limbs, the slave kid slowly closed his eyes.

"Why."

The feeling of danger disappears,

Horn was worried and sighed in frustration, "Actually, I shouldn't have taken any chances. The bastard corpse puppet has been researching various methods for countless years in order to destroy Sonny's Colossus. I can't find any loopholes for me to exploit."

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have no choice,

Horn had no choice but to return to where he was,

Although I feel bitter in my heart, I have no choice but to accept the fact that I am indeed being held captive by corpse puppets, but the scope of this "captivity" is relatively large.

At least this large area belongs to him.

Thinking of this, Horn felt better, "Just come out and enjoy the scenery. Let's go back."

Jump on the moving palace,

Ordered his subordinates to set off and return,

But in the end, there were still a few ghouls left, so that they didn't have to do anything when they were near the red line of the range. They stayed at the border anyway.

Horn didn't quite understand why he did this.

Maybe it's just that he is unwilling to recognize the reality clearly, and leaving a few ghouls is just like leaving a little hope of freedom to comfort himself.

On the way back to Sonny's Colossus,

"Since the slave brat can't handle it."

"Then we have to choose another way. After thinking about it, instead of surrendering, it is better to step up and overthrow the corpse puppet. This is the best way to save ourselves."

Horn thought about how to escape from the "prison\

,"He knew nothing about hell, let alone the power of rules, and had no way of dealing with the slave imps, so he could only start by dealing with the corpse puppets.

"I have plenty of time anyway."

"Slowly subvert the corpse puppet."

"Buildings decay from the ground up."

"First we have to find a way to deal with the clone puppets. The clones affect the zombie plague through the power of the slave imp. As long as the clones are solved, maybe the zombie plague can have an effect on the corpse puppets."

Horn thought of his "other self" next to the corpse puppet elder.

After returning to the territory near the toes of Sonny the Colossus,

Horn teleported to the Tomb of the Sunset every three days to get information, hoping to get back in touch with the gold medal undercover Michelin.