The Modern Age of the Mysterious

"What we have entered is not a secret realm created by a magician, but the kingdom of the small gods..." The silver-plated smiling face tensed slightly. the

"The Kingdom of God?" The pious guard Minsk said in surprise, "Such a small **** is also equipped with the Kingdom of God?"

Not all gods can have their own divine kingdom, and many small gods with few believers can even be forced to wander or live like humans. Declining divine power is even more embarrassing than having an evil spirit with twisted spirits.

Owning the Kingdom of God, even if it is only a miniature, can be regarded as a "powerful" god, a **** with enough "weight".

If this place is not the secret realm that the leader tried to open up, but the lady's country...

Then, the danger of this trip will be raised to a higher level.

"You didn't say that this is a **** kingdom!" Sharif the thief jackal said with some dissatisfaction.

"How do I know?" The silver-plated smiling face was annoyed by the team members' questioning. "This sect only has five or six hundred believers. According to common sense, how can this kind of **** belief have the kingdom of God?!"

Knowing that Peter was right, Sharif did not continue to complain. The point now is not to dwell on the oversight of the silver-plated smiley face, but to decide whether to move on.

While still hesitating, they saw a silver needle wearing a thin spider silk being shot out from the darkness and nailed to the tree trunk behind them, and a small black figure flew along the spider thread...

The three "daughters" Mimosai gathered in this small area. They followed their instinct and birth meaning, determined to eliminate the intruders.

The petite black dolls struck like some kind of bird, and they seemed to perform the graceful dance of Rose under the Moon in a cute way. The cloak was like some kind of black beast with its mouth wide open, and the thin blades were lined up with cold light. The professional explorer has already been prepared for the surprise attack. The pious guard who is the defensive role has already stood in the position to accept the damage at the moment of the change. It's just a scratch.

The slash doesn't have much power, nor is it fast... weak.

The three of them exchanged glances, and the panic from being attacked before calmed down instantly. After all, it is not a rookie team.

When the "daughters" threw out their spider webs and attacked again, the three intruders had already launched a counterattack. the

A row of tattoos with fierce handwriting on the forearm of the thief jackal lit up, and the blood in his arm was throbbing immediately. His left hand struggled to become a jackal's head, and he accurately bit a blade puppet, with the sound of bone being snapped between his teeth.

The silver-plated smiling face clenched his right fist, the fist showed the same metallic color as the mask, and then the fist fell from the wrist and let the chain hang down, the right fist turned into a flail head and hit the ground heavily. He first dodged the attack of a puppet, and then swung the silver fist and flail freely, accurately hitting the puppet that had just stopped, and the body under the black skirt was torn apart.

The pious guard is even more simple and rude. When the puppet attacked, he swung a special bat heavily, and his movements were so professional that one could not help but suspect that he might be a baseball player in reality. Not only that, the bat seemed to have been blessed, and when it hit the doll, a faint diamond-shaped halo erupted, and the doll was blown back into the darkness.

The three blade puppets were all wiped out in almost one encounter.

A black hand stretched out from the darkness in the Evernight Forest, and brought back the remnants of the "daughters".

Sean, who watched this scene, just blinked lightly. He wasn't angry that the Mimosaurs had been defeated, after all, under Lady Hershey's shadow they would rise again, stronger than ever.

After all, their failure was to be expected. It can even be said that it is a "necessary" thing... 衇

After winning the first victory, the three invaders got together with some excitement.

"The guards are still weak - the three little **** together are only about the same size as Jack!" The pious guard held his bat, and he seemed very excited about the scene just now.

"This means that this is the lowest level of the kingdom of God. The **** is probably still in the state of conception, and has not yet formed in this kingdom."

"Natural Queen-level difficulty." The silver-plated smiling face saluted proudly, "Although my understanding of the nature of this place is slightly different, I did not misjudge the threat level!

"Gentlemen, my proposal is this: Proceed cautiously—the fortunes here still await us."

Unsurprisingly for Sean, the win encouraged them and the team decided to move on.

The rest of the journey is easy for them. Due to the defeat of their companions, the shy blade puppets who gathered in this direction stopped moving forward. They just hid behind the tree, showing their small faces, and their red pupils stared hostilely at the annoying intruders with their dolls' hair tied to their bangs. the

The pious guard swung a bat at them, and the puppet ran back a little, peeking behind the trees further away. In short, it seems to kill them with the eyes.

Not long after, they saw the imposing black mansion. The coquettish trees grew tall around the mansion, covering the building in the center of the Forest of Eternal Night like a natural canopy.

You can already see the courtyard iron gate with the logo of the nightingale...

However, the silver-plated smiling face stopped the procession.

"The breath is wrong..." Before entering the range of the red mist, he sensed the danger ahead.

He has been watching this team explore with great interest in his kingdom of God, and Sean can't help but admire in his heart at this moment: he was able to detect the existence of the Headless Horseman before stepping into the red mist. Definitely the best in class!

It is worthy of being a professional householder who steals chickens and dogs. the

Sean watched them exit the range of the gate and walk along the black wall stretching into the forest... After leaving the range of the red mist, they gradually approached the edge of the blood moon. The blood-born man in "Night of Dreams" is no less terrifying than the Headless Horseman.

However, the keen perception of the silver-plated smiling face allowed them to avoid the risk again. At the junction of the red mist and the blood moon, he once again pulled the reins of the team in time.

"There is also danger ahead," Peter Romanov felt the thick black wall next to him with his hands, "Climb over the wall and enter from here.

"Within this wall, her theocracy is more intense and unquestionable. The door to retreat is left here."

The Thief Jackal separated part of his ectoplasm, and vague canines emerged from the darkness and began digging with all his might. Under digging, the solid ground turned into a sand-like texture. Soon, there will be a "sand tunnel" for them to evacuate to a safe area.

Seeing the group of intruders preparing to climb over the wall, Shawshank, who was waiting quietly in the mansion, finally opened his eyes. He stood up, the black robe was loose - he was going to "greet" his group of guests.