The fog, the three of them didn't take it seriously at first. Even Robo didn't notice the abnormality in time. Of course, he was the first to discover the abnormality. But this time he didn't rush to show it, but let Dick do it for him. Dick warned: "I noticed the changes in the land, we seem to be going in circles!" Victor frowned immediately after hearing this, and replied: "Retract the wind!" This is to remind Robo and Dick to be prepared to eliminate the wind control buff. The extraordinary buff that the three of them were on their way was provided by Victor. Once the wind withdrew, the feeling of being light and agile, as if gliding in the air when moving forward, suddenly disappeared. Suddenly, they flew from the grass to the ground. Looking around, the fog was heavy, the night was cold, the humidity was sinking, and the frost was like snow, making the earth white, which made it even colder.
"Dick, now you lead, try to walk in a straight line and leave here." Obviously, Victor did not intend to fight against the existence that trapped the three people, no matter who the other party was. However, the other party was relentless. Not far away, a rustling sound was heard. Something was moving among the frosted weeds. There were quite a few of them, and they were getting closer and closer. "Shengyang!" Dick formed seals with his hands, chanted a spell, and finally shouted the name of the technique, while raising his hands upward. Suddenly, an orange-gold fireball formed between his hands and rose straight up, releasing light at a height of about 30 meters. Victor looked at Dick with some doubt. This Shengyang technique gave him the feeling that it was more powerful than a monk who only had an affinity with the fire element. It could not only illuminate the darkness, but also dispel the fog, and even the coldness was obviously forced back. As the darkness and fog receded, the existences that made the rustling sound revealed their true appearance. It was a person, no, it should be a corpse. But they are not regular zombies, but zombies with biochemical characteristics. Each of them has become a muscle stick, and they are not stiff and clumsy like zombies. In terms of weight and agility, they are comparable to adult female lions. These demon corpses have another obvious common point, that is, there is a crescent mark on their foreheads, emitting scarlet light, and the arc is downward, like squinting eyes. "Blood Moon Cult!" Victor's voice was cold. Rob's eyes showed a bit of interest. The reason is that these demon corpses that look like flesh and blood bodies do not have any life characteristics, but belong to the same category as rock and metal golems. "Transforming flesh and blood into metal, while retaining some flesh and blood characteristics, this set of technology is of high level." His current vision is much stronger than that of the original Rob. He can see a lot of things from a single leaf. He found that both the previous Sacred Heart Society and the current Blood Moon Cult have a rigorous and even brilliant supernatural system inheritance. In comparison, the Iron Wolf he belongs to is more like a wild path.
"This water is a bit deep!" Hei Luobo has a certain understanding of the technical level of the Old Branch. And the technology that makes him feel desirable must be a very excellent extraordinary technology. The conditions for the birth of such technology are demanding, just like a real fairy, it requires extremely rich material civilization and a high level of spiritual civilization to be delicate and beautiful. He made a simple estimate and found that even a highly developed magic civilization like the southern part of the dark world, which was once a flash in the pan, may not be able to breed such a level of technology. In other words, the extraordinary scene shown in this world does not match the extraordinary technology it possesses. It is like using the extraordinary details scattered in the world now, it can be inferred that the heyday of the extraordinary several years ago was about the technical level of the Earth's First World War, and both the Sacred Heart Society and the Blood Moon Cult used technology that is one level higher than the 21st century. As for the crooked-mouthed monk who recited the wrong sutras and was addicted to talent and didn't play well, they could blame it on inheritance, understanding, environmental restrictions and other issues. However, whether the technical roots were solid or not, whether the level was high or not, there was nothing to blame. If it worked, it worked. Then the ancestors were so rich that they exceeded the scope of the world, and there were more than one similar family. What does this mean? There are masters behind them! The Sacred Heart Society and the Blood Moon Sect in this world are probably just the Tieling branch of Shaolin Temple. Of course, these analyses do not affect the handling of the small fish in front of them. "Leave it to me." Dick took the initiative to volunteer, "Just like Rob said, what can't kill us will make us stronger. I was almost killed by the curse of the Blood Moon Sect before, and I stimulated the potential of my bloodline, so I survived and awakened some new magic. Let's use these monsters for experiments." As for why he suddenly became much stronger, Dick took the initiative to explain. Whether Victor believed it or not was one thing, and Dick's attitude was another. Rob believed that Victor, who turned the overall situation into an instinct, would get used to the strength of his junior brother. After all, people are always very tolerant of the strong, this is human nature. After the demon corpse was alarmed, the mark on its forehead lit up red, and then changed its tactics. Rob saw clearly that this method was nothing more than an alternative drone. Seeing that the situation had changed, the demon corpse controller gave up the mystery and switched to a strong attack. Facing the demon corpse that started to charge at high speed like an arrow, Dick was very calm. After forming a seal with his hands, he slapped the ground. The ground was like ripples on a calm lake, with layers of earth waves. This wave of shaking, on the surface, looks like mud, but in fact it is energy wrapped around it. It directly prevents the demon corpse from stepping on the ground to gain leverage. The harder it rushes, the harder it falls, and it is in all kinds of embarrassment. But this is of course not the point. The point is that with Dick's slap, the earth spirits in the earth rushed up and condensed into brown stones in the air. Dick's eyes ignited with blazing flames. After a quick glance, these stones were ignited. In less than three seconds, they burned through into lava and formed the shape of a heart. 'Swish! ' These lava hearts shot out like lightning, leaving a flame afterimage in the air, and shot into the chest of the demon corpses. Some demon corpses reacted in time and tried their best to dodge, but these lava hearts turned around, chased and broke through obstacles, without missing a single one. Victor was amazed again. He realized at this time that Dick had locked all the demon corpses with his mental power through the earthquake wave just now, which was why the lava heart was sure to hit. The lava heart entered the body and immediately pumped power to the whole body. It was a curse and an amplification. The skin of the demon corpses showed vein-like lava cracks. Among them, those who were originally friendly to fire and earth elements were more like desperate virus enhancers, and their skins were like a furnace. "Ahhh!" The demon corpses spread their limbs and howled to the sky, which sounded like howling and venting pain. "Do they still have souls in their bodies?" Victor saw that many demon corpses had been dealt with, and he came forward to ask in confusion. "No, it's just because the emotion of hatred was given, which evoked the remaining memories and formed an echo, so there is such a performance."
Dick said with one hand, and the molten fire demon corpses gathered in a row, like an army. There was no need to separate a few to explore the way, just follow the traces left when they came. Now, the fog really didn't mean much. Not long after, a mountain appeared in front of the three. It felt like walking through a dense forest covered by branches and leaves, and suddenly the view in front of me was clear, and I saw the mountains. Robo shook open the map, pretended to check it, and then showed his presence: "The relevant statement given by the inner city of Leiba said that there is a bandit camp here. Obviously, the information should be updated." Victor thought for a moment, and made up his mind: "Go up the mountain!" The mountain is high and the forest is dense, and the fog has risen again. This fog is obviously abnormal, it is actually blood fog. Victor tried to control the wind to disperse it, but the effect was not good. The strong wind could only remove some of it, and it would return to the tide when he turned around. The effect was like being in the water and pushing the water out with a big board. Dick also tried to roast it with fire, and for this purpose he let a few molten fire demon corpses do experiments, and the flames gushed out, like a human-shaped bonfire. It was also a drop in the bucket, and it was not very meaningful. "It is very likely that a large magic circle is in operation." Victor gave the analysis results. Rob sneered: "It means we came to the right place." Victor swallowed back the words he was about to say. He wanted to remind Rob and Dick to be alert and retreat if the situation was not right. As a result, the two were eager to try. Well, they would not retreat without a fight, so there was no need for him to remind them. The mountain road was dangerous and slippery. Even with the agility of the Molten Demon Corpse, they walked crookedly and stumbled from time to time. And with such a group of pathfinders, Rob and the other two walked very steadily and at a fast speed. When they reached the middle of the mountain, the forest had obviously changed. The branches and leaves were rotten, the main trunk was withered, and there were strange dark red lights flowing on them, like many glowing long worms entwined on the bark or drilling in the trunk. "Be careful, the blood curse of the Blood Moon Cult, the casting level of the elder level." Elders are slightly inferior to masters. The main reason is that they don't have any unique means, so it is difficult to be as vivid and easy to remember as masters. Victor asked himself that he was not capable of defeating an elder-level extraordinary person alone. Even the weakest elder could suppress him with the advantage brought by his level. However, with Dick and Robo's assistance, Victor dared to say: "The victory or defeat will not be known until the battle." Especially he found that Robo and Dick were now stronger than him, so he was less afraid of the elders. Of course, he had to be careful, mainly to be afraid of magic traps. After all, this was the territory operated by the other party, and the geographical advantage could not be ignored. Well, let's talk about it. This wave came from the ghosts, and there were also traces of strong magic blessing. Not only were they all cursed souls with great resentment, but they were also equipped with special magic tools. The small magic tool looked like a bracelet woven with vines and red ropes, but it had a great effect. It could materialize the claws of the ghosts, so that it had both energy damage and physical damage. Combined with the ghosts' mysterious appearance, their threat was indeed much higher than that of the demon corpse. Rob took the initiative to take charge: "I'll do it this time!" Robo said as his hands lit up a pale blue ice flame. This was not the void ice flame, but the netherworld ice flame, which was also a kind of supernatural power on the dark side, but combined with the relevant laws of this world, and did not rely on the void to show its power.
Robo's use of these ice flames was very simple. He treated them as muddy water and shot them with his fingers. When the ghost jumped out from the depths of the forest, Robbo flicked his fingers at it. The netherworld ice flame shot out like a bullet in the form of a light bead, and there was a "chi chi" sound. It was caused by the friction caused by the air being frozen into ice powder along the way. The ghost was not only fast, but also agile enough, but it was useless. Robbo's insight and real-time calculation ability were very strong. He did not need the bullet to turn. He could hit the target every time he shot straight. Sometimes he even felt that the ghost was actively hitting the trajectory. Moreover, the ghost's attack showed an incremental process. At first, it was just the appearance and rushing of spiritual stars, and soon there was a flash of light in the dense forest, and then a huge explosion in French style. But even so, Luo Bo could handle it. Continuously playing with both hands and four fingers is like quickly plucking the strings of a guzheng for the first time, and the "pop" is a wave of shots, but each one can find and hit the target. Victor's eyes widened subconsciously as he watched. This coping ability was too powerful. It could be said that Luo Bo's skills meant that he could handle the shooting of a group of bows by himself. There was even a high probability that he was pressing the bow to shoot. With a popping sound like rain hitting banana trees, the ghosts hit by the ice flame beads will be frozen into ice beads and fall to the ground. Some of these ice beads are clear, some are dirty, some are bright, and some are dim. Different souls and soul states will have different external feedback. Luo Bo is not a good man and a believer. He will not rush to save these demonized souls just because they were innocent during his lifetime. Instead, he will regard them as resources. Of course, he won't engage in any kind of shadow attack. This kind of use is too low-level and cannot give full play to the real advantages of the ghost. When the opportunity arises, he will show off his skills and ensure that everything is put to good use, and every ghost bead can effectively explode. Technical blessings, that's it. Especially when the casting material is the soul of intelligent life, it is more fun and better than devils and devils. In the eyes of devils and demons, the purer and holy the soul is, the more valuable it is. The old game doesn't have to pay so much attention to it, and you can play it well with Filthy Soul, and even play it better. After the ghost, the other party did not deliver goods to the door again, but the higher up, the thicker the blood mist and the lower the visibility. ‘Bah! ’ Luo Bo snapped his fingers, and a light blue translucent mask was generated. "The other party started to add ingredients to the blood mist, deliberately covering it up with the smell of blood. Wearing this mask, you can breathe freely." Naturally, this was mainly meant for Victor. When they went up the mountain, the three of them had already used their own methods to filter the air. Victor used Breeze. Every time he exhaled and inhaled, there was always a blue light flowing in front of his mouth and nose. But this level of air filtration is a bit insufficient when faced with the means at this time. Luo Bo reluctantly took care of Victor, so that his not fully recovered body would become a burden due to excessive exertion and make it worse, which would cause a lot of trouble. Victor took the ice mask and tried to fasten it on his face. He did not need to mobilize his extraordinary power for it. The mask adsorbed on his skin by itself, just like a cucumber mask. It was cool and could not only absorb the moist and sweet air. , it also clears the eyes and wakes the brain, which is very useful. "This skill is beyond the ordinary. After surviving the curse of the Blood Moon Sect, is there really such a big benefit?" To say that Victor is not envious of such means and ability would be absolutely false. It makes him want to take the initiative to take advantage of the evil methods of the Blood Moon Sect and try to kill me, which will make me stronger.
