The Record of Unusual Creatures

The search team entered the deepest part of the holy mountain, and the wolf cavalry who led the road found themselves entering a completely strange place.

Just in the depths of their homeland, it is such a strange world.

Hao Ren followed the Uruk, who was not talking about it. The dozens of knights and monks accompanying him were on the side of the road while warning and searching. Everyone’s nerves were already tight, but they have not yet encountered the enemy. .

"The other wolf cavalry also sent a message," Uruk suddenly groaned. His ears trembled slightly in the air. The special communication secrets of the werewolves allowed them to keep in touch with each other in the mountain. "Several teams are working Touching in the direction of the valley, they all said they could not remember the mountain road here."

The situation is as Hao Ren speculates, the brain blame shields the valley with some kind of mental interference or the ability to perceive the perception. For any thinking creature, this is equivalent to burying an area from the mountain by the air. The people who interfered with it did not know anything about it. No one can tell when this disturbance started, but one fact is very disturbing: from the history of the werewolf migration to the holy mountain, this valley has never appeared on their map.

There was a knight who didn't want to understand it. He said with a mouthful: "Why did you suddenly discover this valley this time?"

Uruk glanced at him: "Because the protective crystal is the first time someone has come here with a clear mind."

Walking, Lily suddenly pointed at the front and screamed: "There is something in front!"

Hao Ren saw the direction of Lily's fingers and saw that there were half stone pillars on the snow **** beside the mountain road to reveal the surface, which looked like a residue of some kind of artifact. He looked up and found that it was a black lacquered obelisk, and there were traces of rugged runes on the obelisk. An accompanying monk quickly recognized the runes: "It is the mark of the pagans."

“The time it takes to get rid of this thing is not short,” said Izaks, the dent on the obelisk that was almost completely eroded. “Can you detect it?”

The data terminal floated past the photo: "There are paint residues in the dent, at least three or four thousand years ago."

If even this obelisk fragment is something three or four thousand years ago, the other remains in this valley will only be longer than this time. Ovra stared blankly at the relic and suddenly wanted to understand a lot of things, such as why it was under the supervision of the Huiyao sect. There are still cultists out there.

Because they have been here for a long time!

"They are longer than the history of the Huiyao sect," Hao Ren clap his hands and stand up. "Before the werewolf migrated here, before the establishment of the Kingdom of Holleta. When the Huiyao sect was not established, this valley They have been shrouded in the power of the brains. They did not develop under the eyes of the sects of the sects. The opposite is true: the glory of the sects and the Kingdom of Holleta developed under the eyes of these cultists. ”

Ovra’s expression is weird, and she is simply unacceptable about this fact. This is even more unreal than when she just heard that the cult is hiding in the Beinz area. Even the big-line mercenaries of Becky felt that this was a bit of a fantasy: "The returning sects are older than the glory sects? The world is already theirs! They have been hiding here for thousands of years." ?"

Hao Ren waved his hand: "I know what they are doing. We can only speak with the data. At least after the migration from the werewolf to here, the hinterland of the holy mountain has been shrouded in spiritual interference."

Vivian felt thoughtfully on his chin: "I can hold back my secret for thousands of years, but I haven’t made it until recently. There must be a reason. If they don’t have a big plan, they need to take it for thousands of years. The brewing is what has changed in recent years. Let them have to come out and be active. It should be related to the goddess."

Ovra still frowned. It feels very difficult to believe this. In any case, the fact that the cultists have been hiding in the sacred mountains for thousands of years has greatly impacted her worldview. Thousands of years of age... If this is an ordinary race, how many generations have passed?

When did the original cultists gather here? Where are they from? How do they live here? How to pass on? How do they relate to the outside world? What is it that allows them to live in such a place for thousands of years without secret, and inherits that so many generations still maintain the same enthusiasm? Is it just the mental control of the brain? There are still other reasons...

"Go ahead," Ovra shook his head and ordered the knights to "focus on the spirit, illusion or psychological fluctuations."

Despite holding the protective crystal, the uneasiness in her heart is still diffuse. Mind control is something that is so invincible and horrifying. Its horror is not only to make people lose their minds, but also to make people completely unaware of it. It is hard for a sleeping person to realize that he is falling asleep, and that a person who is stared by the mind is most likely to have been eroded when he feels conscious.

Any good master of control knows a trick: the best way to control prey is to let the prey still feel free. Any tutor who is responsible for teaching mind protection will also remember to remind his students that when you feel that your enemy is not so powerful, it often means that you have been defeated.

Uruk and the remaining wolf cavalry around him walked in front with a cautious expression. This mountain road is no longer familiar to them. There are strange rumors and landscapes everywhere. Even though they are on their way home, they still feel as confused as those outside the country. Now their only advantage is to adapt to the terrain and environment here, so that they can have more opportunities when they are attacked, but God knows if there is any egg.

"How do I feel that the brains here seem to be more powerful than Nassau Ton?" Lily came to Hao Ren and picked it up. "Nassato's brain monster has to control others for a long time. How? Here, when you enter the mountain, it makes people gg?"

"Maybe he set up something here," Hao Ren said. "For thousands of years, it is to dig up an Afang Palace with a tentacle."

Lily thought about it and poked the arm of Vivian. "Bat, do you know how to go in the Afang Palace?"

Then Vivian and Hao Ren did not take care of this siberian huski.

At this time, Uluk, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped. His ears shook gently in the cold wind, his nostrils opened slightly, and there was a scent of scent that never drifted away: "Be careful... What is unclean?"

Ovra immediately took out the long sword, and the sword front ignited the blazing flame. The Nangong Sanba and Nangong invincible also squinted at the same time. They launched the special skills of the demon hunter in the vision of the hunter. The snow-capped valley is covered with a layer of light blue weird light, and all the unclean things will be invisible in their field of vision.

However, the first one to find the enemy is not these combat experts, but the stupid cat who has been screaming in the restlessness since entering the mountain. The stupid cat poked in the east: "Roll" suddenly gave an exclamation, then He suddenly smashed out from behind a large stone: "Wow, there are monsters!"

Almost as soon as the "rolling" came back, a strange humanoid creature suddenly rushed out from behind the rock!

It can only be said that he is a "humanoid" because it is almost completely out of the form human beings should have. The monster is festering, tall and abnormal, and the whole body is full of rough wounds and unsuitable body, just like several corpses are put together, and there is a strange vest on the body, the vest is dark, the surface It is adorned with a large number of black crystalline flakes, and it constantly appears to be a black-and-white man, which does not look like the equipment that Holleta can make.

After the first "stitching blame" came out, the surrounding rustling sounded, and a large number of such monsters never got out of the way, and surrounded them in the blink of an eye.

Hao Ren did not know how these monsters escaped the perception of the people, but there was no time to think so much. After withdrawing his own long gun and short gun from the portable space, he rushed to the front: "Get rid of it first!" (To be continued.)