Devil's Fang

Thick deathly air covers the land, and all living things will age rapidly once they enter. The wise men set up their headquarters here because, firstly, it is more beautiful than human beings, and secondly, the craftsmen have mastered a shocking technology.

【Small World】

The plane where the Craftsman City is located is a small world that has not dissipated. More broadly speaking, this should be the only sub-plane in the entire world that has not disappeared.

Thanks to this, almost no one can find the headquarters of the craftsmen. The Wise One is quite generous to his allies. He has set aside a small piece of remote land specifically for the Landing Bug City.

As a price, Aibo and the gravekeeper must stay in the craftsmen's city for a long time to prevent them from joining forces with their subordinates to cause any trouble.

The leader was not at home, but the Black Mist followers were not idle either. As early as when the City of Insects was established, the gravekeepers had set up an operation plan for the entire city. Even if the leader was away temporarily, the city could still maintain normal operation and even continue research.

As for what to study? That's another story.

Since the establishment of the City of Insects, the Gravekeeper knew that the forces under his command were actually quite weak. The reason why the Black Mist followers were able to remain active for a long time and not be besieged by the Noble Association was because, as the chairman of the council, he knew all the plans of the Noble Association.

This position is very convenient for contacting those who have ulterior motives and adding bricks and tiles to the Black Mist followers. On the other hand, the active locations of the Black Mist followers are very scattered and mobile, making them difficult to be caught.

But after building the City of Bugs, these advantages disappeared. Although he did not reveal his identity, the Noble Association still believed that the President was missing, but this was only temporary.

He could not return to the Nobles Association, so he could only delay the election of a new speaker by going missing. Once his identity was exposed, it would surely attract a lot of firepower for the Nobles Association.

As a former council president, he knew very well how hostile traitors were. In comparison, the current strength of his Black Mist followers was too weak and lacked a pillar of support.

To this end, it is imperative to create a group of main forces that can be put to use. The resurrection represented by water is an attempt. In addition, the gravekeeper also selected a group of more intelligent ones from the Black Mist believers, trained and trained them, and spread them out through various means.

To this day, these measures are still in effect, faithfully carrying out the orders of the two leaders.

The gravekeeper sat at the window: "Have the two children arrived yet?"

Aibo's voice rose slightly, with visible joy in his voice. "Yes. I hope Amon will like my surprise. I deliberately chose the child who likes him the most."

"Why ask Amon to go? I think he is not strong enough to handle the current situation."

"We had no choice but to send him to the south. Now that I'm awake, there's no need for him to stay outside. He hates me and will definitely refuse to come back. It's easier to get him to do it by giving him an order. As for the mission, don't worry. I remember the craftsman sent someone else. I guess he's worried about us."

Ai Bo smiled softly, propped his cheeks with his insect limbs, and squinted his eyes to think carefully for a while.

"I remember that man's name... Um, Mr. Liu?"

…

Shui walked in front, turning left and right, humming a song to lead the way. She had memorized the map in advance, and took Amon through many turns and finally came to a secluded place. There was no one around, and a voice suddenly rang in their ears.

"You are finally here."

The voice sounded familiar, and the young man's nerves jumped, almost thinking that his identity was exposed. It was not until the black door opened in front of him that he observed for a while and felt slightly relieved.

Although this door looked familiar, it didn't have the iconic pattern, and it was obviously not the one that belonged to Aurelius. The two of them walked through the door and came to a green meadow. Someone had already arrived here, and when he heard the voice, he turned around and showed a rather gentle face.

"Hello, you are here. Nice to meet you. I am Mr. Liu."

Amon looked at him carefully. He had a smile on his lips and exuded an aura that was out of tune with the black mist. He was wearing a white robe with a unique cut. He had never seen such a style before. This stranger was strong - his intuition was reminding him that the young man's attitude had straightened out a bit.

"I'm Eamon, she's Shui, nice to meet you, Mr. Liu..."

The name was a little strange and difficult for him to pronounce. He smiled and nodded: "Don't be shy, I'm just a temporary companion, and I'm just traveling with you this time."

To be honest, Amon didn't want to have a companion. If he encountered any problems, it would be difficult for him to do anything. But the current situation was obviously not one that could be criticized. He looked at the other party carefully and made up his mind.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Liu."

"Okay, okay, come in then."

A new door appeared beside Mr. Liu, who said, "The road to the target is on the other side. The target this time is called Oreius. Don't touch his blood. The door will help us. If there is any danger, just use the door to avoid it."

Hearing the name, Eamon clenched his teeth and tutted his tongue, but remained calm on the surface. As Mason had expected, this time they were targeting that guy. Fortunately, before coming here, they had rehearsed the plan for this possibility, so they were able to remain calm.

"So it was him? I've heard it many times. It is said that even the gravekeeper was injured by him."

Shui Manmian was eager to try: "He is so strong, how can we kill him?"

Mr. Liu still looked relaxed: "Just do your best. The main purpose is to trap him. You can watch me do it then."

He was a strong reinforcement sent by the craftsman, so he was qualified to say so. The portal did not deny it, and the other two Black Mist believers also acquiesced. After the discussion, the group entered the portal.

The light in front of them flickered, and they suddenly saw a meadow that was exactly the same as the one they had come from. But compared to the meadow they had come from, this place was much more dangerous.

Hearing the noise, the giant spider lying on the grass turned around and sprayed a large snow-white web towards them. Countless long snakes followed closely behind, and the swarm of snakes covered the sky and the ground, weaving a colorful large web.

Amon frowned, and his body suddenly expanded a little, with thick scales growing all over his body. The spider web that could corrode metal only left a little bit of mucus on it, but did not cause any real damage.

The red-haired young man appeared behind the spider, and his injuries had healed a lot. He swept his cold eyes over the three people, and Amon secretly thanked himself for using his transformation form in advance, so that the other party would definitely not be able to see his face clearly.

Mr. Liu's eyes fell on Oreius, and the two people beside him said, "You are responsible for dealing with these monsters, and I will take care of him."

Aamon wanted to refuse, but he couldn't find a reason, so he nodded reluctantly: "Okay. Please take care of your own safety first, we will come to find you."

Oreius, don't let me down, you must hold on until I feel it!

The Black Mist followers were divided into groups. The red-haired young man standing opposite stared at the three people who had come in. He knew two of them. One was Amon, whose identity could not be exposed, and the other was Mr. Liu, whose background was unknown. Various thoughts swirled rapidly until Mr. Liu stepped forward and blocked the outside world's view with a mist. His eyes fell on Oleus and he said slowly:

"You have the aura of Dragon Valley."

Ask questions before fighting, you can tell at a glance that you can communicate!

The red-haired young man felt relieved and quickly explained the whole story. Upon hearing about the young dragon, Mr. Liu was surprised and happy, and immediately said with a smile: "Okay, that's great. I heard the dragon soul crying before, and I thought another dragon had died, but I didn't expect it to be still alive. I must go see the child after this matter is over."

Hearing this, Oleus was completely relieved. Even if the other party was an enemy, they would not do anything too extreme for Nidhogg's sake.

"Sir, why do you hang out with craftsmen?"

Mr. Liu thought for a moment and answered truthfully: "Let me start from the beginning."

"You should know that I have already died. The only reason I can still talk to you now is because I have combined my soul with the pollutant, which is mixed with some fragments of the original owner's soul. As far as I know, the original owner had three items, all of which were lost in this world. Among them, I got the pen and the book, and the last item is a jade pendant, which was made by the original owner's deceased wife. After being polluted, it became an out-of-control pollutant, and joined the craftsmen without my knowledge and became one of them."

"Everyone has their own destiny. Since she doesn't want to leave me, I won't force her. Anyway, the craftsman asked her to send me a letter, hoping to hire me to help, so I came here."

At this point, Mr. Liu sighed and said, "According to custom, I should have sat down and had a cup of tea with you. Unfortunately, I have already received my reward and have to stop you here. How about this, you and I play a game of chess. If you win, I will tell you what they are going to do and give you some gifts. If I win, then I will have to trouble you to play a few more games of chess with me."

He was obviously so gentle because he saw the blood on the red-haired young man. Oreius readily agreed and sat opposite him. Seeing this, Mr. Liu's smile deepened, and a square chessboard appeared between the two of them. The game on it was not Go, but something similar to chess.

Aurelius held the black chess pieces, and Mr. Liu held the white chess pieces. The two decided who would go first and who would go second by throwing the dice. Mr. Liu's number was a little higher, and he smiled slightly: "Then I won't be polite."

He picked up the chess piece and made a move. The moment he placed the chess piece, a melodious song sounded. It was not the lyrics that he was familiar with in his previous life, but it had a hint of the soft and glutinous melody of a water village folk song. Everything in front of him slowly melted away like a breeze, merging into a deep void.

Nothingness, emptiness, coldness.

The most eye-catching thing is the huge crack in the center, which seems to be torn apart by something. Something flashes quickly on the other side, making it difficult to see anything. A figure wrapped in black mist stands in front of the crack, with bits of debris scattered under his feet. He reaches out and pulls out a ball of light from the crack, which lands on the ground and turns into an elegant scholar in ancient robes. The latter looks around in confusion, and the scene changes.

One moment it turned into a picturesque, quaint and elegant painting house, the next moment it turned into an ancient era where magic and knights coexisted... The two sides collided with each other, like two monsters biting each other. In the end, the figure wrapped in mist won slightly, and the loser threw away the pen and book in his hand, angrily rebuked, and chose to self-destruct without hesitation. Thousands of soul fragments were scattered and drifted into the human world with those things.

Under the erosion of the black mist, the treasure from another world became pollutants. Several soul fragments hid in it and fell into a long sleep.

A white dragon broke in, accidentally got these two things, and awakened the fragments.

The two sides communicated with each other and recognized each other, and finally at the moment of death, the soul fragment merged into one with the white dragon.

From then on, the dragon is him and he is the dragon.

The red-haired young man stared at the scenes in a trance: "Mr. Liu, are these all the things that happened to you?"

"That's right. This is something that ordinary people cannot hear. Fortunately, the Monster Lord has left the main world now, so it's not a big deal to try it."

"The Monster Lord has been searching for black holes, attracting many souls from them, including many non-human beings. Among the souls that came here, some chose to self-destruct, some were destroyed when passing through the black hole, and some were not good enough to gain his recognition. In short, he failed countless times."

"The soul fragments of those creatures have affected the entire world. Do you know the origin of the Mechanical City?"

Oleus keenly understood what he meant: "The creation of the Mechanical City is related to outsiders?"

"As far as I know, the founder of the Mechanical City, like me, inherited a world with highly advanced technology. That's why they created the mechanical civilization. The time in this world is chaotic. If fate is regarded as a long river, it should flow with time. Then the time we are in is the collection of countless rivers. The reason is precisely because of these souls."

"Those souls come from another world and are unique. For example, when the first person picks up the inheritance, he may choose to inherit it or not. But when he inherits it, the other option disappears. You can't tell whether the former determines the latter, or the latter affects the former. You can only know that for fate, these beings are all invaders. Do you know what this means?"

Aurelius said: "If a person's choice of path becomes reality, it means that he can never choose the wrong path, because the other path has been destroyed."

"That's the point. It's a myth about fate. So, in order for all the fate lines to work properly, our world is doomed."

Mr. Liu nodded in approval. This was a very smart child. Although he did not dare to say it too obviously, the other party was able to draw inferences from his example.

He didn't know that what he said caused a huge uproar in the young man's heart.

Mr. Liu didn't explain it very clearly, but he already knew the rest. Why do all worlds end up falling into the black mist? Why did the gods find that this cannot be distorted?

Because the souls captured by the Monster Lord before were shattered, the things left behind were scattered in different times. They were like relics stuck in the gears, one after another, and finally stopped the machine of [Possibility]. When all choices were eliminated, all the past was bound to the same future, the Black Mist Age.

He couldn't help but ask: "What is the world outside like?"

"Do you want to know?" Mr. Liu pondered for a moment. He smiled and said, "Forget it. This is also your chance. Let's finish this game of chess. When we're done, you'll understand."

Oleus followed the game of Seismic Chess. The moment he held the chess piece, his palms felt very hot. He looked closely and realized that this was not a chessboard.

The dragon's head was white as jade, and its wings flapped high into the clouds. Only half of the dragon's head was broken, and it was clearly the skeleton of a white dragon. The chess piece he held was red and hot, and it was the heart of the dragon. The stars in his subconscious trembled slightly, and a vast and mysterious breath was emitted.

At the same time, the silver-haired god on the throne raised his hand, and a star fell silently, faintly echoing it.

The woman in the mechanical city looked up and casually placed the chess pieces in the air.

The girl stopped, raised the lantern slightly, and tapped somewhere.

Finally, the young man returned to his hometown in the city, deep in his consciousness, the world tree rustled, as if responding to something.

The four divine stars are like a crescent moon, faithfully surrounding the World Tree.

Mr. Liu was surprised to find that things seemed to be beyond his expectations. The red-haired young man sat opposite him, and behind him was a towering tree, half green and half flesh. Several stars flickered through the branches, and one of them was directly connected to the young man's aura. The majestic aura was injected into the chessboard, and a phantom dragon shadow jumped out of it and rushed to the sky above.

Such a strong luck, he couldn't help but think of the conversation he had with those soul fragments when he met.

"Are you a dragon from this world? You look like a giant lizard. This is definitely not my homeland."

"What do you mean by asking me? There are no people who have ascended to heaven in this world? Little lizard, you are lucky to have met me. Otherwise, you will spend your whole life in poverty, and no one in your world will know the truth. I tell you, in fact, we are all fruits of the tree, and there is a big world outside this world."

"You want to see what it looks like outside?"

"Yes. But you have to know that this is very dangerous. Those giant beasts will not care about ants like you, but if they encounter people who have the same method of observing the outside world and can even get there personally, they can easily find you."

"If you really want to see it, I'll teach you a way. Dragons in our world represent supremacy and destiny. You big lizards... cough cough cough, these flying dragons, okay, flying dragons. If you get the bones of your own kind and refine them into a chessboard, you can use the luck of both sides when playing chess, communicate with the energy of heaven and earth, and get a glimpse of the universe... What is the energy of heaven and earth? What is the universe? What is destiny? What is luck? You idiot..."

The two players played chess faster and faster, and the power on the chessboard was clear. One side was located by the black water, mysterious and vast like a group of stars surrounding the moon; the other side was full of elegant scenery, out of place and yet out of the dust.

With the help of these two forces, the dragon soul flew higher and higher until it broke through a layer of stagnant film, and the front suddenly became clear.

So with the help of the dragon's eyes, the young man saw—

The sky above the stars is not a starry sky, but rather the universe is filled with slowly swimming giant beasts.

Their bodies merged with the branch-like shadows, and in the center were many worlds, including the knight's song, the princess and the dragon, a world where everyone cultivated immortality and walked freely and carefree, a mecha world that flew into the universe, an alchemy world that controlled the Sage's Stone, and a cyberpunk-like world full of decadence and extravagance...

The souls of various worlds are intertwined, and they all come from somewhere, just like giant fruits growing on a tree.

The fruit born from these worlds is called life, and they themselves are the fruit of another tree called the universe, and the so-called universe is nothing more than the seed of another giant tree.

All things come from the same source. He is the end and the beginning of the infinite world. When He wakes up, the changing universe will burst like a bubble.

Compared with it, human beings are like a drop in the ocean, insignificant.

The strange beast representing their world hung its head, floating motionlessly in the universe, looking alive yet like a piece of dead wood. Beside it, there was a tiny light. As the dragon looked over, the light also looked over here.

Before both parties could confirm more information, the giant dragon, which had exhausted all its strength, fell straight down from the sky and completely disappeared in the air. The people surrounded by the light spots narrowed their eyes slightly, and their deep gaze penetrated the obstacles and looked into the far distance.

"This smell is that of the failed monk. It turns out that I can't capture souls from those special worlds next time. But, it probably won't be necessary."

The Monster Lord withdrew his gaze and decided to go back to clean up after finishing the task at hand. The black mist surrounded his body, avoiding the narrow cracks that flashed from time to time.

Walking in the void is an extremely dangerous thing. If that soul had not developed to a point that made him a little jealous, the Monster Lord would never have come here on his own initiative.

The light moved slowly in the darkness, and finally arrived in front of the giant beast. Compared with it, it looked so tiny. Its body was made up of dark shadows and branches, and the huge world inside its belly could be vaguely seen. Staring at this huge alien, the Monster Lord spoke expressionlessly.

"Where is the artifact of the god of death hidden?"

Facing His question, the huge creature remained motionless. The Monster Lord sneered, "You still don't want to acknowledge me. One day you will regret it. What's the point of hiding it deeper? I'm the only one you can rely on."

After that, His tone softened and He continued to persuade me: "I know that you refuse to let your offspring inherit your power. But I also have the mark of another world. As long as you agree, we will have a long time to adjust until we can use that world as a landing point and turn it into a new small world. I can plunder new planes for you and absorb the energy to restore it. When the world tree is completely replaced, you will be reborn."

A blurry phantom appeared behind him, from which came the laughter of children and the roar of adults: "Li Xinyang! Brat, stop right there!" From it came the strong aroma of food, the sound of car horns and the lively TV broadcasts...

Just like the stars dotted on the curtain, they gather the insignificant moments of happiness and guide people to pursue and explore.

The breath of another world was looming, and the Lord of Monsters remained quiet for a long time.

Finally, a strange light suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was not a physical entity, but an eyeball on the body of the phantom monster that slightly opened a tiny gap. He looked down at the Monster Lord, and an indescribable whisper entered the latter's ears. The Monster Lord raised the corners of his mouth, and his eyes sparkled.

"So that's how it is. It's hidden here... Hehehe... I guess I'm too kind."

When he saw the soul's clone for the first time, he smelled the aura of divine evil from it.

This is an immortal, irrational, powerful monster. They cannot be killed by conventional means, not to mention that the power of this evil god just restrains it and feeds on pollution.

As far as he knew, the God of Death had used the power of death to condense a dagger that could kill the evil god. As long as he found that artifact, he would be able to deal with the evil god. Without the existence of an equal level, he could naturally break through the realm, find that soul, and completely hold the World Tree in his palm.

The terrifying waves surged in the void, and slowly subsided after a long time. The Monster Lord was not in a hurry to go back. He looked at the gap and spoke softly: "You must have played a role in hiding this artifact until now. I think we should have a good talk..."

The beast that gave birth to the world gazed at him and listened silently.

......

Until the last move was made, Orelius was covered in cold sweat and looked terrified.

Just like when he first learned the truth about the world, the gentleman comforted him: "Each world has a different direction of development, and the world where the original owner of the pen lived began to explore the truth of the world a long time ago. This world is too big, so big that we can't imagine it. Fortunately, that is not something we need to think about now."

The red-haired young man quickly came to his senses. Yes, that kind of thing is too far away. Their current affairs are more urgent. The young man glanced at the chessboard and smiled, "Sir, I won."

Mr. Liu smiled and said, "You won. You have an unusually strong fortune, so it is reasonable for me to lose to you. Fortunately, I only promised to do my best and did not make any final promises, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with."

"The reason why the craftsmen didn't leave here is because the fragments of the godhead are inductively linked to each other. The larger the fragment, the stronger the attraction. The wise man took away the godhead of the goddess of nature and left the godhead of the twin snakes in the deepest part of the swamp, where it is guarded by the out-of-control pollutants. It is called the Devil's Fang and is extremely dangerous."

Aurelius climbed up the pole. "Can you help me? I can pay you."

Mr. Liu was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "I was sent by the enemy, are you trying to persuade me to betray you?"

"No, no, how can giving money be called betrayal? This is called taking on a new business right after completing the previous one."

"You are so greedy at such a young age. That thing is not easy to get." Mr. Liu joked, and then said seriously, "I can help you. But you need to promise me one thing. After getting the relic of God, take Xinlong away from here immediately. We have been discovered by the Lord of Monsters. It will be dangerous to stay here any longer."

"no problem."

Aurelius agreed without hesitation. Who wants to stay here? He can't wait to go back.

After receiving his promise, Mr. Liu spoke into the air: "You heard it too. Although you and I each serve our own masters, you are not good at fighting. Rather than both of us being hurt, it is better for us to each take a step back."

"The divine relic is very important to the wise men. I cannot give it to you."

A gentle and dignified voice sounded, and Aurelius felt vaguely familiar. The woman who appeared in front of the two of them was wearing a long skirt, and her appearance was elegant and simple, which made people feel familiar.

After seeing her face, the red-haired young man finally realized that this was the singing fisherwoman in the illusion. But compared to the smiling girl in the illusion, this one seemed a little ruthless.

"Then there is nothing we can do."

Mr. Liu sighed and a pen appeared in his hand. He turned his back to Aureus and said, "Just go in. Those monsters shouldn't be able to stop you."

Aurelius rushed forward without hesitation: "Thank you!"

"stop!"

Shui pulled herself out of the snakes and saw the young man walking forward and couldn't help but shout. Just as she was about to rush forward, someone beside her suddenly grabbed her hand.

"Be careful not to touch his blood. It was the craftsmen who started it this time, so let them go first if possible."

Eamon had a stern expression, his slightly thin face was angular, and he stared closely at the red-haired young man in front of him. After his resurrection, his height had increased by at least twenty centimeters due to his bloodline, and his skin and flesh were tight on his bones.

Shui Wei stared at his hand with wide eyes, then slid to his face, and then fell on his hand. She thought to herself, what if I go back and become the focus of attention of His Majesty?

Amon didn't hear her answer and turned his head to look at her. Shui then responded crisply and followed the other party like a little tail.

Yes, even if the sky falls, won't there be craftsmen to hold it up? The craftsmen are not anxious, so why should they be anxious? She thought about it and felt that what Eamon said made sense.

The craftsmen are anxious, very anxious.

The portal entity was convinced by this group of people. How could it be just like the leech that couldn't be thrown away? It didn't know why things turned out like this. The newly hired reinforcements turned against the opponent on the spot and even entangled [Eternity].

Now it can only rely on itself, so it sent a replica to urge the two black mist believers to act, and it stood in front of Oleus. The black mist separated the distance between the two sides, and as long as it was there, the other side would not be able to leave this area!

The red-haired young man shouted: "Portal!"

There was a bright light in the air. The portal that had not appeared before stopped the entity. As soon as it appeared, did the entity immediately realize that something was wrong?

"Lord Orelius, go find the things, I will take care of this."

The main body looked the other person up and down, and suddenly discovered something: "You merged that fragment of the godhead?"

"Yes, and thank you for taking us to such a nice place."

"Oh, so what even if the fragments are fused? You are just a copy and you will never be able to defeat me."

The original entity said this arrogantly, but the portal did not react at all. If the previous portal heard this, it would be so angry that it would want to rush up and fight with the other party. It was eager to try, which made the original entity have a little doubt in his heart.

Seeing this, the portal smiled. It was different now. It was now a pollutant blessed with fragments of the Twin Serpent God's divine power!

The portal cannot defeat the original body by its own strength, but the Twin Serpent God's divinity provides another way.

The fragments of the godhead on the door emitted dazzling light, pulling each other with something in the air, and gradually formed a magnificent gate that had never been seen before. The pure black doorposts were engraved with lifelike snake reliefs. Half of them wandered among humans, bringing them herbs and prey; the other half gnawed at the evil ones, swallowed their hearts and poisoned them.

A cold breath flowed out from the door, and the portal slowly opened it with all its might. Multiple overlapping sounds came from it, coming from far away and near, deep and low, with a morbid piety and madness.

"We call upon the Twin Serpents, the Lord of Shadows and Serpents. May you grant me the cunning of a snake, the wisdom to escape from the shadows."

"May your glory be everlasting, may your will live forever in the hearts of men. You follow us like a shadow, driving away the snakes, and protecting all those who fall into darkness. We chant your name, and thus we find peace..."

In the age before the Dark Mist, the Twin Snakes were the patron saint of thieves, nuns, and dark wizards.

People are often confused: How can such a deity be listed as a true god?

Even among all the gods, the Twin Snake God is still a unique god. He believes that while good is allowed to exist in the world, evil must also be acknowledged. Not everyone can have a happy life, and for those unfortunate people who suffer from bad luck, they need God more than ordinary people.

At the gate of his kingdom of God live all the snakes that can be found in the world. Whenever they think that the soul entering is not qualified to reach the throne of God or encounter an enemy, they will rush up to bite the opponent and eat it.

After its fall, the Kingdom of God never reopened. At this moment, what emerged from it was not a swarm of snakes, but a bloodstained hand.

Pale, thin, with visible blue veins through the thin skin on the back of his hands, and bruises on his five fingers, he looked like a living person. Looking further back, his wrists were cut off by something, and in their place were countless ferocious and terrifying snake bodies.

As soon as He appeared, the snakes on the grass went completely crazy. They entangled with each other, their bodies decayed and turned black, and they merged with each other, undergoing an amazing transformation. Three fingers were stuck behind the door with difficulty, as if they had been abandoned by the world.

The heart of the portal entity sank deeply. This was the severed left hand of the Twin Snake God.

In fact, the craftsman got the fragment of the godhead much earlier than the portal. Couldn't the main body open the kingdom of the Twin Serpent God? Of course it could! But there was no need to do so.

This righteous god has completely fallen, and no one knows what the situation is in his kingdom. There is absolutely no need to open it.

But the portal didn't care. Since it was just a replica, it would just use everything it could! Feeling the other party's headache, the portal almost laughed out loud: "So, you have nothing to say?"

So what if it's a replica, so what if it's weaker than the other party, it can ask for help! It's just the original body, it can fight five alone!

Aureus ran forward without looking back, and a phantom door opened behind him. A huge chain stretched out from it, and with lightning speed, it entangled the left hand of the Twin Snake God and slowly pulled it inward. The situation between the two sides was extremely tense, and the portal itself was unable to spare a hand to deal with Aureus.

Forget it, the next person in charge of this area is the [Eye of the Devil], what does it have to do with my [Portal]?

Thinking of this, the pace of the battle between the two doors suddenly became much gentler.

The red-haired young man walked forward and saw the door in the open space. The other side was shrouded in darkness and was blurry.

Oreius walked towards the door, and after a brief moment of darkness, he stepped out of the door at the other end.

There were mirrors under my feet, above my head, in front of me, behind me, left and right. The door behind me suddenly disappeared, and the figure of the red-haired young man was reflected in countless mirrors. The latter looked around and stared at himself above his head in silence.

The dark red-haired young man grinned at him, murderous intent in his eyes as sharp as a knife. Dozens of [Oreus] stared at the red-haired young man, hunger in their eyes, and murderous intent surged.

Out-of-control pollutant [Devil's Fang].

Its ability is a group effect. Once you enter its range of influence, it will produce mirror images from time to time, stimulating the most negative thoughts in the other party.

The red-haired young man's pupils shrank slightly.

Looking at those familiar faces, he couldn't help but think, the feeling of breaking someone's neck would be... pretty good, right?