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The nun stood outside the window and witnessed a strange sight.

That evil feather emerged from the aboriginal's body as if it had been born naturally.

However, evil feathers would never grow on the bodies of indigenous people; they could only be implanted in some way.

The seemingly ordinary color change is actually not simple, and can even be said to be a fundamental transformation.

This black feather, which is condensed from black particles and forms a human-shaped evil creature, is actually a manifestation of the power of rules.

The black feathers and the evil monsters are an inseparable part and are interdependent.

But at this moment, the same feather-like objects began to grow on the bodies of ordinary aborigines.

Although the color faded, the shape did not change.

When it appeared on the surface of its body, the black particles floating around it automatically gathered towards its feathers.

The grayish-white evil feathers were actually shaking slightly at this moment, absorbing the black particles like water mist.

During the absorption process, the color of the feathers gradually changed and returned to its gloomy black form.

But at the same time, some shiny white particles continued to fall from the feathers.

It's like filtering all the black particles and then releasing them again.

In the process of absorption and release, the vitality contained in the particles is absorbed by this strange feather.

The struggling aboriginal youth stopped struggling at this moment, and his body turned red.

It's like a big shrimp being cooked by boiling water.

This is an abnormality caused by the sudden surge of life energy but the inability to digest it. If it cannot be channeled and refined in time, this aboriginal youth will inevitably explode and die.

At the critical moment, Tang Zhen took out a handful of silver needles and shot them into several acupuncture points of the young man.

The qi and blood that burst out wildly instantly found a channel to flow through, no longer having to rush around in the body.

The hot, bright red skin gradually returned to normal, but the sound of muscles and bones could be faintly heard.

It is a surging and rich vitality that is rapidly nourishing the internal organs, tendons and bones, causing them to undergo a complete transformation.

It won't take long for this native to become strong and have the strength to fight lions and tigers.

Although only the muscles and bones have been improved, for mortals, it is still a great opportunity that they would never dream of.

From a mouse to a tiger, such a huge transformation, how many people can refuse it?

What is really surprising is why this kind of evil feather appears on the indigenous people?
Looking at the other four people, all of whom were in similar conditions, the female monk couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Could it be that these four indigenous people are in the same situation, able to grow evil feathers from their bodies?
As soon as this thought came to my mind, I saw the four men and women struggling, and red envelopes appeared on their chests.

The scene I just saw was replayed before my eyes, and four evil feathers emerged from the body of the native.

After the evil feathers appear, they directly absorb the flying black particles and transform the host's body.

Judging from the state of the evil feathers, it seems more like they are coexisting with the indigenous people and are interdependent with each other.

The indigenous people provide qi and blood to ensure the survival of the evil feathers, and at the same time obtain the vital energy transformed by the evil feathers.

However, this symbiotic state is a huge benefit for the indigenous people.

The power they possess far exceeds that of ordinary natives, allowing them to survive longer in the dark realm.

The nun didn't care how long an ordinary person could live; she was just amazed at this method.

The female monk had experienced similar world invasions many times, but had never seen such a strange situation.

There is no connection between the evil feathers and the flesh and blood creatures, and there is no possibility of fusion between them.

It's like a beautiful flower growing inside a lump of ice and growing normally without being affected.

Under normal circumstances, this would never happen.

But at this moment, something that should not have happened was happening again before the eyes of the nun.

All this is by no means accidental, but more like human manipulation, otherwise it would have been impossible to pass without any news.

What means are needed to achieve this?

The female monk was not sure, but she knew that it was not something that an ordinary monk could do, including herself.

Thinking back on what she had seen before, the female monk suddenly had an epiphany.

No wonder he dared to save the aborigines in such a desperate situation. He really had extraordinary means. But could he really save the aborigines and his own life with such means?

The nun was not optimistic and thought it was a waste of time.

It was not that she was pessimistic and desperate, but that powerful being was not to be provoked. Ordinary cultivators were like humble and fragile ants in front of it.

A group of ants tried their best to make a sharp chopstick, raised it and prepared to stab the enemy.

Faced with such an attack, the enemy just raised his foot and kicked lightly, and the chopsticks and ants were instantly smashed to pieces.

This is not a joke, but a statement of fact.

No matter what others think, the nun has no confidence at all and does not want to struggle in vain.

After working so hard, you end up in failure and may even lose your life.

Even if I succeed by chance and save the lives of these strange indigenous people, what benefit will I get?
No one will be grateful to you, and may even hate and retaliate against you, hunting you down as an accomplice of the invader.

It won’t be long before the dark realm is generated in other worlds and will be teleported there by the damn token.

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One world after another, there is never a moment of rest.

Many thoughts flashed through the female monk's mind, and then she sighed softly.

The scene before us is amazing, but it still cannot change the outcome, and may even result in an even more miserable loss.

She had originally thought about having a conversation with Tang Zhen, but now she gave up this plan.

In this desperate situation of death, it is actually not suitable to make friends, otherwise you will always suffer the pain of separation from life and death.

We met by chance and forgotten as soon as we turned around. Life and death have nothing to do with each other.

People always say that monks are cold and indifferent. How can they have true friendship with each other when they are in such a desperate situation?

The nun acted decisively. After making up her mind, she turned around and left.

But when she reached the edge of the yard and was about to leave, she found an invisible force stopping her.

This barrier magic array will not only prevent outsiders from entering, but also prevent people inside from leaving.

The female monk frowned secretly, and tried to break the spell with her hands to find a way to leave.

But after working hard for a long time, there was still no result.

It was so simple to come in, but so complicated to leave. This contrast made the female monk feel something was wrong.

Could it be that this yard is really a trap, just to lure me into it?

But before this, I had never revealed any traces, so how would the other party know that I was coming in?

Or they might set a trap and wait for the prey to come to them.

The prey can be yourself or someone else, the key is to see who is more curious.

Cast the bait and wait for the bait to come.

At this moment, the female monk felt a little annoyed. She felt that she was careful enough, but she still fell into the trap.

Ultimately, this matter was because the female monk was too confident and believed that she could handle any situation.

But suddenly I found that things were out of control and could not go as expected.

The monk's confidence comes from her own experience, having survived the dark realm time and time again.

There was still a hint of contempt for the monks in the courtyard, thinking that they were just rookies.

With her knowledge and skills, she will be able to handle it easily and there is no possibility of failure.

However, the result went against her expectations. The magic circle barrier that she thought she could easily break actually made her feel helpless.

The female monk gritted her teeth and tried to crack it again, not believing that she could not leave this farmer's yard.

After a few minutes, the nun sighed to herself.

She had tried her best but still couldn't find a way to leave and was trapped in the seemingly ordinary yard.

The facts are enough to prove that she overestimated her own abilities and ended up in such an embarrassing situation.

(End of this chapter)