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Following her, Lixiang and Matthew were stunned, and they heard her talking to themselves.

"To put a collar and chain on the goddess of luck, and let her lead the way like walking a dog, is it so-called being favored..."

The inability to fault the two women stared at each other with subtle expressions.

In the end, he had to follow behind silently.

Xia Ming...he is just happy.

The same idea emerged in different people's minds at the same time.

The degree of tacit understanding is increased by one, and it is gratifying and gratifying.

Chapter One Hundred and Nineteen Ghoul

Click, click——

"this place……"

Marda's frowning eyebrows were full of frost, desperately suppressing her emotions.

And Altria next to her could not contain the anger in her heart.

"Evil way! Such a place! Actually!"

The anger that seemed to ignite the air in the next moment was spit out from the tightly squeezed mouth.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, the honest and upright Knight King fell into the abyss of anger.

Click, click...

It's like the sound of a fragile object being crushed, and the sound of friction when a hard object collides.

Mordred moved away with disgust.

"There is simply no way to move on-there are bones everywhere."

Click, click.

Skull, trunk bone, limb bones.

Skull, scapula, clavicle, malleus, sternum, ribs, spine, ulna, phalanx, pelvis, coccyx, tibia, fibula.

As you can see, the ground net is a bone part of a human being, and no piece can be pieced together completely.

Scattered and shattered, a sea of ​​fragmented bones covered the entire canyon, blocking the path of the three of them.

This is not a battlefield.

It can be seen from the thick bone pile that if it is not done intentionally, there is no way to pile up a sea of ​​bones that is nearly one meter high.

Warriors will only fight on the corpse, but will not step on the bones to endure fear and tremble with the sword.

Then, it is almost self-evident how the terrible situation in front of the three people formed.

"Tsk, this kind of thing is a bit too disgusting to say."

In any case, the heroic spirit is also a human being before his death, and he is used to seeing things from a human perspective.

Now that I saw this hell-like landscape, a sense of disgust from the depths of my heart emerged involuntarily.

As long as it is a slightly normal person, no one will like this kind of scenery.

No one would like to stay in such a place.

Mordred is no exception.

"What should I do? Do you want to retreat? Is there any other way to find?"

Altria took a few deep breaths and forced herself to calm down.

The guy who created this sea of ​​bones **** is certainly an evil way that should be smashed, but now, they still have more things to do.

Even if you want to conquer the evil instigator, you have to find him first, right?

"Stay back...I'm sorry, it's really hard to make such a determination after seeing this scene."

From a rational point of view, seeing such a scene should take a detour.

After all, even Mordred was psychologically disgusted with such scenery.

Not to mention Altria and Marda.

Being dominated by emotions is not a good thing for them now.

They don't know much about everything around them and their own experiences, so they don't have that extra rhyme to care about other things.

Even if it is not the main goal to escape here, the primary goal must be to understand the situation here.

Choosing the easiest and most convenient way is what they should do now, instead of touching things that seem to be troublesome.

It's just that the truth is that people who are dead are alive.

Even as a follower of a dead person, it is an alternative creature with its own thoughts.

It is basically impossible for the follower to act completely in accordance with reason.

What's more, a simple road is a road, and a difficult road is also a road.

For the follower, retreating in the face of difficulties is basically dispensable.

"Doing such things that are contrary to our Lord's mercy shouldn't be ignored."

Tightening the cross scepter in her hand, the loving saint also expressed her opinion with a frosty face.

"This kind of evil spirits should let them taste the fist——! Um... Um, taste the holy light of this rod!"

"Hahahahaha! Isn't this full of fighting atmosphere? This look is very suitable for you! If the saints and things are like anti-flags, that would be boring."

Mordred was also excited, she was a real fighter.

It's the kind of hot personality that happens to be the opposite of Altria.

In the encounter like this, in addition to the involuntary disgust, there is also the joy from the deep heart.

Simply put, it just feels like I can't wait to get into a fight.

"Fuck, fight... This, it's too rude to say so! This should be said to punish **** and eliminate evil and cut off demons! God will never forgive me for doing such a blasphemy against the dead! Me who served that person Of course we should share the worries for that person!"