Spider demons have attributes

"brat!"

"Is there any way to bite off these glues?"

Horn shouted to the young coals,

Xiao Coal worked very hard and kept using his teeth to rub the gelatinous restraints, but due to his strength, he couldn't even leave any teeth marks.

Horn was helpless. He looked around. White demons with different strengths were busy performing the rituals they talked about. The originally impenetrable barrier seemed to be ineffective against the white demons.

The white devil with golden strength is responsible for guiding the blood hurricane outside the barrier and organizing the five-pointed star stone tablets.

The white demons with blue strength were cleaning up all kinds of debris in the barrier. They cleaned up some rocks and monster corpses in the barrier, and drew strange runes in the barrier.

Except for the most powerful purple-named monster, the leader of Como circled the big tree and returned to the top of the tree to stare at the blood mass in a daze. The remaining purple-named monsters were responsible for supervising the work of the other white monsters.

The division of labor is clear and the hierarchy is strict.

Horn always felt that his chances of escaping were getting slimmer and slimmer. He tapped the trunk of the tree with the only movable joint. When the white devils were not paying attention, he quietly shouted: "Hey, hey, Old Man Shu! Old Man Shu! You Are you there?!"

"hello!"

"are you still there?"

"I am your friend Horn. I used to be named Sauron. Do you remember?"

Horn tried his best to communicate;

Old Man Shu never responded. Ever since those white demons descended from the sky, Old Man Shu seemed to have disappeared. No matter how many times he asked, he never responded. I wonder if he was affected by the so-called ritual.

Or maybe he simply doesn’t want to talk to anyone.

Horn doesn't think Old Man Shu is afraid of the White Demon. Judging from the strength level and color, Old Man Shu's red full-level oppression is obviously more powerful than that of Como, the leader of the purple White Demon.

On top of blue there is gold, and after gold there is purple.

The difference in strength is too big,

Horn doesn't think he can escape from the purple monster Como and his men. The only hope may be that the old man tree takes action, "The white demon leader Como said that after undergoing the ceremony, you will become a great being.

But the key is that I can’t stand it. "

Horn was very unsure of himself. According to the original plan, he was planning to leave, but now it turned into this field inexplicably, "You are so weird old man Shu!!"

"The banquet is only held once every hundred years! This old guy must have remembered the wrong time! After all, after living for such a long time, it is possible that he is not sensitive to time."

"Either you are deliberately deceiving me!"

Horn said to himself, his eyes wandering around the white devil, looking for possible escape opportunities, "Is the barrier repaired now? If I can get rid of these mucus?"

The surface of the spider body secretes venom, trying to dissolve the white devil mucus.

Time passes little by little,

All hopes of escape were dashed one by one,

Old Man Shu failed to contact him. Just like before, the white devil appeared and after the ritual circle was activated, Old Man Shu never responded again.

Maybe he's dead.

The venom's plan to corrode the white devil's slime also failed.

Even though his acidic mucus and violent poisonous plague have been upgraded to the full level, it is still a bit natural to want to challenge the ability of the blue monster with the moves of the lost one.

As for the small briquettes,

The white devils didn't bother with the little briquettes;

The little coal ball also worked very hard to bite the white demon slime, but his strength was limited.

All imaginable methods were used. Horn was still bound by the white demon slime. He watched the white demons completely repair the magic circle and burn all the runes on it.

Under the guidance of the white devil,

The blood hurricane on the black earth became more and more intense, and the light of the five-pointed star became more and more dazzling, and there were more than ten layers of five-pointed stars, completely covering the big tree from the roots to the crown.

The newly burned runes in the barrier light up one by one.

Horn saw all the changes and became increasingly uneasy.

Until this day,

The sky once again lit up with several teleportation arrays.

Four monsters walked out of the magic circle,

The two heads are white demons, the strength level is golden, and both heads are above level 80.

The other two are unseen monsters, human-shaped, with a shriveled body and green-brown skin. The whole body is covered with a vine-like attachment. Perhaps the vine is their skin.

In addition to their strange looks, the two monsters are also very different in size.

One is tall and thin, the other is short and fat.

The tall and thin man has long hands and long legs, his fingers are like withered and spreading branches, and he has a bitter and resentful expression. His waist is very slender, which makes people feel that this guy's waist will suddenly break while walking.

The short and fat man had a simple and honest expression. He had been looking around curiously after he came out of the teleportation array. He was abnormally fat and had a huge belly. There was also a very obvious and hideous stitched wound that spread from his neck to his entire belly.

"Could he be the homeless person that the leader of the white demons, Como, calls him?"

"What is a homeless person?"

"The name of the monster's race?"

Horn was always paying attention to everything happening outside. He tried to detect the strength of the two wanderers, "Huh?! The orange one?"

The tall, thin wanderer has an orange level 21 on his head.

The level above the head of the Chunky Wanderer is orange level 1.

The two wanderers looked strange. I didn't expect them to be so strong, and the aura they exuded was even more powerful than the purple white demon leader.

"Ruined."

"Two more ruthless characters are here."

Don't even expect to escape now.

According to the strength of the strong people you are currently exposed to, according to the strength radiated and displayed by them, the color of the strength level converted from the comprehensive attribute panel,

Horn ranked the strength color levels from strong to weak. "The weakest strength level is definitely white, and the advanced [Lost] is green, followed by blue, gold, purple, and orange. red."

"this"

The more Horn thought about it, the more pessimistic he became.

I thought that my [Lost One] was not considered a strong person at full level, or at least not a weakling.

did not expect,

The Lost turned out to be the second-to-last weakest class.

This does not include the strength classes that have not been encountered. If there are new strength classes, the ranking of [The Lost One] will have to be slightly lower.

I'm so weak.

Horn felt very uncomfortable.

"Ah!!!" At this time, the fat wanderer in mid-air suddenly shouted, "Look, Brother Gudley, it's a blood burial pool! It's such a big blood burial pool, how many monsters have died in it How can we create such a huge blood burial pool!"

The thin wanderer didn't reply and looked at everything indifferently.

The fat wanderer became more and more excited, and even grabbed a white devil next to him, shook it hard and asked: "Wow!! What are you white devils going to do!!! Can you tell me! This is the first time I have seen a funeral of this scale. Blood pool!”

"Wanderer! Stop it."

"Let go of my companions, you damn wanderer!"

The white demon next to him was too weak, and he almost fainted when he was shaken by the fat wanderer.