The Witch's Taste

"Senior." Yuegong Suzuna leaned closer to him again and said in a low voice, "Don't stay too far away from me later."

"Chen Ziang." Xia Qingyu suddenly said, as if deliberately antagonizing her, "The success of this operation depends on you alone."

"The Witch of the Lord of Ghouls, whose divinity is a black, icy, death-sucking dark vortex."

"It has no entity to attack, nor is it afraid of energy of any nature. Only your Mandala Sword can deprive it of its concept. If you die unfortunately, then we who cannot control the Mandala Sword will accompany you Let you sleep forever under the ground."

Chen Ziang was silent for a moment, then nodded solemnly.

"The ghouls who are qualified to live in the sanctuary are not the beasts we encountered just now." Xia Qingyu continued, "It's the lower race that truly possesses wisdom and spirituality, the ghoul priests."

"Don't be hit by anything that seems to be attacking. When you encounter an unknown target, you must fire as soon as possible. And... write your last words in advance and give them to me."

"We'll be leaving in 5 minutes."

109. Chapter 109 Anchor Point

For everyone, 5 minutes has never been longer.

Neither Hirao Okita nor Haraaki Fujii are the type to socialize.The former is trying to breathe and recover his strength, while the latter is thinking about the contents of the suicide note.

Lu Yunfeng was the guy who talked the most in the entire department. At this time, probably to break the heavy atmosphere of the scene, he smiled and said to Chen Ziang:

"Old Chen, if I die unfortunately. After you go back, go to my house to turn on my computer. The power-on password is my birthday. Remember to delete everything in my hard drive and browsing history."

"I don't think your parents would look through your computer." Chen Ziang said with a sigh.

"What if they read it?" Lu Yunfeng laughed and said, "Please come on, otherwise I will die with regret."

"What's in Senior Lu's computer?" Tsukimiya Suzuna asked curiously.

"It's just some learning materials." Lu Yunfeng said casually, "Old Chen must have them too."

"He didn't." Yue Gong Suzuna said with a smile.

"It's just that you don't know." Lu Yunfeng said.

"I know he doesn't." Tsukimiya Suzuna said again.

"Hey, do you know?" Lu Yunfeng was about to teach her a good lesson, letting her know how many ways a man can hide study materials, but was interrupted by Xia Qingyu:

"Okay, just shut up."

Chen Ziang breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, the leader couldn't stand it and interrupted loudly, otherwise God knows what kind of black history Lu Yunfeng made up for himself.

"Is it 5 minutes?" In order to prevent Lao Lu from continuing to spread rumors, Chen Ziang quickly made up the knife.

"I rely on you to be human?" Lu Yunfeng scolded directly, "We're not rushing to reincarnate!"

"There should be 4 minutes." Fujii Haraaki said strictly.

"But I agree with what Chen Ziang said." Okita Heigo also said, "There is no need to rest for so long. The longer you delay here, the follow-up may bring unknown variables."

"It doesn't matter." Xia Qingyu said coldly, "Rest according to the original time."

This guy always speaks in a decisive tone, and never explains why. He is really a good leader.

As time passed by, Chen Ziang leaned on his mandala sword, and for some reason, Xi Chuan Meihui's miserable expression before dying appeared in his mind again.

"...Help, we..."

But how to save it?

There is nothing I can do to change the Ecological Protection Law, and I can't stop wild beasts from attacking remote towns.

Qing Yu said that extraordinary people should not be bound by social rules, but now I have not reached the state of transcending everything, let alone the ability to change everything...

"It's five minutes." Xia Qingyu stood up and said indifferently, "Let's go."

The road to the black altar is not easy to walk. Although it can be seen that the dwarves have tried their best to build it tall and deep, considering the height difference between the two races, it is still a bit narrow for humans—the ceiling is just above the head. The location, probably less than two meters.

All passages are unguarded, silent and gloomy like a mausoleum.There was a vague stench of corruption in the dank air, as well as a burnt, carbonized pungent smoky smell.

Suzuna Tsukimiya held the glow stick in her hand and walked at the front of the team to clear the way. Everyone followed cautiously, watching the road spread out from the darkness in front and then be swallowed up by darkness again behind them.

Turning the corner, everyone entered a hall.

There is also no light in the hall, only a brazier propped up with metal welding rods, and the charcoal fire inside emits a little bit of light like a firefly, barely illuminating everything around.

There are many sarcophagi in the center, like stone beds, and a dwarf corpse is lying on each sarcophagus.

This was the first time Chen Ziang saw a dwarf, even though it was a dead dwarf... The average height of this race was about 1.2 meters.Men wear turbans and have thick beards; women wear veils and have bumpy figures, which proves that some online comments about "dwarf women also grow beards" are rumors.

In addition, their bodies were all intact, and the surface of their skin seemed to have been rubbed with some kind of embalming oil, which exuded a strange, weirdly sweet fragrance.The first smell is like the fragrance of flowers, but after smelling too much, there is an urge to vomit.

"Anchor point." Suzuna Tsukimiya said suddenly, "The ceremony site."

"We are very lucky." Xia Qingyu did not answer her words, but said lightly, "This place is most likely to be the anchor of divinity. Although he is not here, he will definitely come here."

"Stand by and wait?" Chen Ziang asked.

"I'm afraid it's not a rabbit that came, but an evil ghost." Fujii Haraaki said.

"Whether it's an evil spirit or not, we can only do our best." Lu Yunfeng walked around the room a few times, and soon found a certain position, using the sarcophagus as his cover, just in time to shoot at the gloomy entrance opposite.

"Don't stay there." Xia Qingyu said suddenly, "Retreat to the sarcophagus behind you."

"Received." Lu Yunfeng didn't ask, but just got up.

Following Xia Qingyu's command, the four of them took their positions. Only Yue Gong Ling Nai, who neither accepted nor received the command, stood silently by the brazier in the entrance passage, hiding her figure behind the corner of the wall.

As the interior of the hall became quiet, a terrifying atmosphere like a morgue gradually lingered in everyone's minds.

The inspiration of the extraordinary can detect that there is some kind of unspeakable evil permeating this palace.They are like lingering floating flies, flying on the sarcophagus, wandering among the corpses, laying eggs on the urns near the corner, and watching every living thing in the palace with their unique vicious compound eyes .

Even the experienced Tsukimiya Suzuna was unavoidably infected by this weirdness, and had a palpitation that was uncontrollable.

She knew that with Nishikawa Meihui's spiritual vision and depth, the Kingdom of God after her death might not be so difficult to deal with—at least for herself.

But the king of ghouls takes "deprivation of death" as his priesthood, and his power is too weird and terrifying, just like the last time he stared at his predecessors across thousands of dimensions, even he has nothing to do but call the Lord of the Great Deep Sea help.

Xia Qingyu's mind was unpredictable, and she couldn't believe that she had any kindness towards her senior.If there are any unfavorable changes in the situation, I must protect the seniors as soon as possible.

As for the fact that the anchor point of the kingdom of God is still here, it will endanger the extreme north city...then I can't help it!

She secretly made up her mind, then quickly closed her eyes and said nothing, the shadow quickly extended from her feet to the depths.

Xia Qingyu hid behind the only pillar in the center of the hall. She also didn't say anything, nor did she stare at the deep entrance in front of her.

She just leaned on her elbow with her left hand and raised her right arm.The delicate and unique silver key fluttered up and down between her slender fingers, like an innocent butterfly.

110. Chapter 110 Things Only I Can Do

Chapter Things Only I Can Do

The most frightening thing is not death, but the waiting time to die.

The longer I stay here, the more clearly I can hear two sounds: one is the slow breathing sound from my nose, and the other is the beating sound of my heart in my chest.

Chen Ziang didn't know what happened to the others, but he himself was in a state of subtle tension.

With the gradual tightening of mental pressure, his attention became more and more concentrated, as if he could hear all the sounds in the invisible darkness ahead.

The fingers loosened and clenched repeatedly on the hilt of the mandala, looking for the most suitable position for holding the sword, and the body gradually changed into a posture suitable for violent exertion.

His breathing became weaker but longer, so as to reduce the sound of air friction from the airway.

The sound of the heartbeat cannot be weakened, but its regular rhythm can help you gather your spirit and immerse yourself in a more focused state...

Suddenly, there was a sound in the distance.

It was like a low whimper of a beast feeling threatened, and it was like a viscous rubbing sound of a mouthful of thick phlegm in the throat.

Rather, it's a bit of both, and they're crossing paths!

The attention of the others was not as focused as Chen Ziang's, but as the weirdness in the shadows revealed its real body, everyone's thoughts were instantly raised.

Those are four figures shrouded in robes: they are slender, about 1.8 meters long, and the robes are dark black like ink, with complicated patterns embroidered with golden silk thread on them, and hollowed out under the hoods The skull mask has the unique paleness and bluntness of bones.

The four figures are all holding scepters, and the posture of holding the staff is a bit strange. Obviously, the sharp claws of ghouls cannot grasp things as flexibly as humans.

But this is an out-and-out bad thing, because the scepters of the lower races are not just symbols, they often contain even more terrifying mysterious powers.

They didn't continue to approach, but stood on both sides of the entrance of the passage, whimpering like wolf dogs, but this time everyone finally heard clearly, it was actually some kind of sacrificial language with vague pronunciation, although they couldn't understand the meaning , but Inspiration perceives an eerie air of profanity and malevolence.

The sound-blocking headset quickly started to play a role, so that everyone's spiritual vision would not rise and their sanity would not be shaken.

However, in the next second, something black and indescribable poured in from the dark passage like a fluid.

Xia Qingyu previously said that Xi Chuan Meihui's divinity was some kind of "vortex", but Chen Ziang still didn't understand why.

Now that I have seen the other party's true face with my own eyes, I realize that "vortex" is probably the only word that can describe the other party.

It is a cloud-like thing, but it has the form of gas and liquid at the same time.The color should be black, but it is completely different from normal black. It should be a special wavelength of light that cannot be distinguished by human naked eyes, just like red-green color blindness seeing red and green colors. It seems to be distorted all the time.

Between the clouds and mists, there are dazzling changes in form, which cannot be observed carefully, because even if you focus on it for a second, it will make you feel dazzling as if you are using your eyes too much.

Only the loss of heat was so obvious. The moment the black mist entered the hall, the indoor temperature quickly dropped to freezing cold.

The black mist fell on one of the corpses, swallowing it as if sucking it.The dwarf corpse that had been smeared with antiseptic essential oils could see that its skin was decaying rapidly before being involved, losing its original blood color and elasticity.

The four ghoul priests held scepters and continued to make profane and unclean whispers as they stepped into the hall, like loyal servants escorting nobles.

It also entered the shooting range of the combat team.

Xia Qingyu didn't issue an order, so everyone kept their posture ready to fight, and no one made a move without authorization.

But at that moment, Chen Ziang, who was highly focused, saw the secret movement of one of the ghoul priests.

He was still holding the scepter in his left hand, and with his black-gloved right hand, he made an imperceptible gesture to his companion on the right—his thumb pointed right at Lu Yunfeng's hiding place.

It discovered the existence of Lao Lu!It is going to attack the old land!

In an instant, Chen Zi'ang felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, and the bloated touch came out from under the feet of the gesturing ghoul priest, and quickly penetrated its flesh.

His companion was reminded by the gesture that he had already started tilting the scepter to aim at Lu Yunfeng's hiding place.But the companion around him was suddenly attacked, which made him subconsciously turn the position of the scepter, and directly poke at the tentacles under the companion's feet, making a strange and evil sound of incantation:

"Ha-Xak!"

Green light popped out from the gem at the top of the scepter like a cobra poised to hit the companion who was pierced by the bloated touch.

Chen Ziang's consciousness immediately received feedback: the powerful vitality of the bloated touch that broke out in the body of the ghoul priest, devoured everything greedily, suddenly turned to apoptosis and decay as if deprived of the ability to survive.

His bloated touch blocked this vicious fatal blow for Lu Yunfeng.

But he has no time to take care of so much at this time... His body has already jumped over the sarcophagus, and he raised his left hand again, summoning the touch of the abyss in the middle of the three ghoul priests, in an attempt to create even greater chaos .

The right hand thrust out the Mandala sword straightly, aiming at the thick black fog that rushed towards the corpse here!

The magic sword pierced into the thick fog, Chen Ziang only felt his entire right arm completely lost consciousness under the severe extreme cold.

But the thick fog seemed to be more severely injured, its shape shrank violently, and at the same time it gave out some kind of "high screaming sound".

It’s not the sound of air vibrating, otherwise the sound-blocking headset will definitely work, but this “sound” directly acts on everyone’s inspiration through some unknown method—as if someone is performing a high-decibel high-pitched sound next to the ear. Shouting, everyone fell into an uncontrollable semi-dizzy state for a while.

The dense fog, which had lost half of its vitality, took the opportunity to break free from the adsorption of the Mandala Sword. After a few stretches, it opened up a distance, and passed the ghoul priests who were attacked by the touch of the abyss. The dark passage ran quickly.

Chen Ziang's right arm was almost disabled. He suppressed the dizziness in his mind and quickly caught the falling Mandala Sword with his left hand. While controlling the touch of the abyss to disrupt the ghoul sacrifice, he pursued the thick fog. Leave it behind.

He knew that these priests would come to intercept him, but he believed that Suzuna, Qing Yu, and other teammates would never stand idly by.

The remaining three ghoul priests were not affected by the divine scream.

Two of them pointed their scepters flat at Chen Ziang, ready to recite a deadly curse; the other stretched out his left claw and grabbed Chen Ziang fiercely, with enough force to tear him open.

Yue Gong Suzuna's shadow warrior suddenly appeared from under the ghoul priest's feet, caught his sharp claws with the shadow blade, Chen Ziang took advantage of the situation and bent down while running, and quickly slipped through the opponent's armpit.

The other two priests who chanted the incantation seemed to have their throats locked, and they couldn't make any sound at all.

The green light on the top of the scepter is also fleeting, like a light bulb that has run out of life.

Taking advantage of the moment when the ghoul priests were all entangled, Chen Ziang finally broke through their encirclement and interception, and chased towards the deep passage where he couldn't see his fingers.

He could see the divine nature of the dense fog flying in front of him, but he could even feel the sharp pain spreading from his half-unconscious right arm to his shoulder, as if piercing through the bones.

Consciousness seemed to be screaming in melting, but the will was still pushing him forward.

My right hand may have been disabled.

But I must completely kill that divine fog while my left hand can still hold the sword.

Because only the mandala sword can kill divinity.