Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 198 White Porcelain Doll (Fifteen)
Not surprisingly, another phalanx roared out with blood.

Sister Duobrain has many methods, but her physical resistance is obviously mediocre.

After being hit by the phalanx bullet, the whole person was directly blasted out, splashing out a piece of dark red liquid.

At the same time, Fu Qian harvested another tentacle.

Sister Duonao, who was knocked down to the ground, was still struggling to get up even though most of the big bunch of heads had been broken.

Fu Qian did not use the air bullet this time, but stepped on it again.

Amidst the layers of screams, Sister Duo Nao died completely.

Of course, there was a price to pay for it.

After stepping on people continuously, at this moment he felt as if his right leg was immersed in magma, and the skin had already melted into a layer of scorching liquid, tightly wrapped around the muscles.

The latter seemed to have a life of its own, constantly struggling to escape.

This place is really exaggerating!After a while, I'm afraid it will be completely out of shape.

While Fu Qian was feeling emotional, he bent down and looked at Sister Duo Nao's body.

On the dry and mutated left hand, even a dim ruby ​​ring can be seen.

It is undoubtedly a human being, but it is hard to imagine how it would come to such a place.

Also for that thing you were looking for?
There was no other valid information on Sister Duo Nao. After checking it, Fu Qian stood up and looked around.

Judging from the situation in the two passages I walked through just now, the area of ​​this place is quite large.

Even if you don't get lost, it takes a lot of effort to check them all.

But Fu Qian was quite curious about what these people were digging.

The passages in all directions below show that the excavators at that time were not sure about the target's position, otherwise such a scene would not have occurred.

So it's possible the stuff is still there.

Looking around again, Fu Qian silently recalled the route he had just walked in his mind, and chose a passage in the distance.

[San value minus 1]

Unexpectedly, after walking two steps, the terrifying reminder sounded again.

Spawned monsters again?

This was Fu Qian's subconscious reaction.

The current state of God of War on the whiteboard seems to make him particularly vulnerable.

Just after he was ready to fight, the phantom of the snake man did not appear, nor did the ethereal singing sound.

Ok!

Fu Qian felt a little lost in his heart.

Although it is terrible, Sister Duo Nao actually sings quite nicely.

But if it wasn't for Sister Duo Brain, what does the suddenly deducted san value mean?
And other monsters?You don't even need to sing, you can directly destroy your own sanity monster?

That would be too much!

You don't even know where the enemy is, so you can't lose your san value here, so go back to the top first?
It's a pity that we don't know what these people are digging down there.

Just as he was considering whether to go back the same way, Fu Qian suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

They are digging for something... There are no monsters, but they are still losing San value.

What if what made them lose san was what they were looking for?

Can't you use yourself as a human radar to detect the direction of that thing?

Just like looking for Sister Duo Nao just now.

As an activist, Fu Qian quickly planned a route centered on the current location and started to act.

After spending a lot of time and paying more than ten san points, Fu Qian finally came to the end of one of the passages.

Looking at the hard rock wall in front of him, Fu Qian felt an unprecedented sense of distortion.

Raising his right hand, because of the three tentacles generated by the air bullet, he slowly explored along the gap between the rocks.

[San value minus 1]

A few seconds later, Fu Qian heard Krypton Ming's prompt again.

At the same time, the space in front of his eyes was distorted, and a strange sense of corrosion flowed all the way to his body along the tentacles.

An uncontrollable tyranny rose in his heart, and Fuqian felt that he was rapidly deteriorating from body to spirit.

If this is what they are looking for, it can only be said that these people really like unique things.

Fu Qian quickly withdrew his hand, only to see a stream of black mist lingering on the tentacles.

The next moment, he punched the stone wall without hesitation.

[San value minus 1]

The frequency is higher.

Not only did Fu Qian not retreat, he even started to tear down rocks with his bare hands.

Something like blood has begun to seep from the cracks in the stone.

At the same time, the instability in his body became more and more obvious, and he couldn't even maintain the face he pinched before, and slowly changed back.

Fu Qian didn't stop, as if he didn't realize it.

Finally, as the last stone was removed, something appeared in his vision.

It was a black stone the size of a fist.

What is eye-catching is the center of the stone, where a cloud of dark red mist lingers, making the stone crystal clear.

The scene in front of him reminded Fu Qian of his experience in Shangjing.

False demigod Chen Xing, the blood of thorns that fell out after his head was smashed was also a similar stone.

It's just that it's smaller, and it feels far less evil.

Is this the source of the corruption in the entire area?

Someone realized this and put a lot of effort into digging it out?

It didn't feel like something the natives would do.

Fu Qian thought for a while, and the tentacles formed by his index finger lifted up, first circled the stone, and finally touched the top lightly.

Surprisingly, the mist in the stone seemed to boil, and instantly passed through the seemingly seamless stone and climbed directly onto the tentacles.

A sense of corruption a hundred times stronger than before came.

At that moment, Fu Qian felt that all his limbs, five sense organs and internal organs had their own thoughts.

They are no longer coordinated and unified, but grow crazily, struggling and devouring each other.

At the same time, a tyranny and cold-blooded crazily rising from the depths of the soul rapidly transformed himself from the fundamental level.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Qian opened his eyes and regained control over his body.

"pain."

He subconsciously said a word in an odd tone.

Accompanied by severe pain, wounds appeared on the surface of his body out of thin air.

interesting!
Fu Qian was very skeptical, he was already in a true demigod state now.

At the same time, the desire to destroy surged deep in his heart, indicating that this demigod profession might be a bit evil.

And the fog in the stone is a certain characteristic that I am looking for.

As the mist is absorbed by him, he can feel that the distortion in the underground area is rapidly weakening.

It seems that this is most likely what those people are looking for.

It's a pity that they don't have a human flesh detector like their own, and they are only one step away from the correct answer in the end.

……

When Fu Qian returned to the ground, the sky was already getting dark.

In this light, the white trees on the island are all the more dazzling.

The price paid this time is not insignificant, it consumed more than 30 points of san value, but the benefits are still a little bit.

Although this state is a bit weird now, after becoming the source of corruption and distortion, there is no longer any restriction on the display of power.

Time to get down to business!

(End of this chapter)