The swamps were transformed into solid black soil.

Without any surprise, the caravan members passed through the swamp one after another, carrying their goods.

The Director of the Demon Suppression Department even took a close look at the cargo being unloaded one by one.

There are fish with strange appearance.

A sheep with a cute and innocent appearance.

A rough and rough cattle.

A charming fox.

There is…

In a word, they are just strange species one after another.

During the process, the then Chief of the Demon Suppression Department thought about sneaking away.

Because this progresses along the way.

What I saw became stranger and stranger, and more and more bizarre.

The twisted trees, with their fangs bared, look like ferocious demons.

The hanging river pours down from overhead like a galaxy.

Dim rays of light are intertwined in the mist.

Suddenly hot, suddenly cold.

He did not intend to run away secretly and give up the idea of ​​escaping after being caught by the caravan.

Instead, I saw with my own eyes a caravan on guard in the rear. In this strange mountain range,

He was dragged into an unknown place by a pair of strange hands with dry green hair and a green jade ring on the thumb.

It's like it's never been there.

When he told this to others.

The caravan leader frowned and scolded him for talking nonsense.

Because…

The 그 he was talking about doesn't exist at all!

The pupils of the Demon Suppression Chief at that time suddenly shrank. The face of that person in his mind quickly changed from clear to blurry, until it was completely erased from his mind, leaving only a blurry shadow.

He didn't know whether this thing didn't exist at all.

Or is it because of this that it was erased from existence by some unknown force?

He argued that he was absolutely not mistaken.

The leader of the caravan sneered and asked him to provide evidence of the existence of this thing.

He immediately began to search his memory for traces of this person's existence.

The caravan had been traveling for so many days, so it must have done something memorable.

But just search like this.

His expression immediately changed from full of confidence at the beginning to a strange state of doubt.

He...actually, there was no trace of this person's existence in his memory.

hehe…

Seeing his reaction, the members of the caravan thought that what they thought was right. He wanted to disrupt the morale of the caravan in this way and find a chance to escape.

As for the results…

The Demon Suppression Officer, this identity doesn't seem to have provided any protection.

His tendons were cut and he was tied to chains like cargo, but the only difference was that he looked like a human.

As for the others... they are all various kinds of aliens.

The caravan leaders discussed on the way whether he should stay or go.

He kept hearing words like sacrifice.

As his mood became more and more uneasy, he was so frightened that he fainted.

Wait until he wakes up again.

They have arrived in a karst cave.

Looking up, I saw drops of water sliding along the smooth surface of the white stalactites, and then dripping onto the ground with a "plop" sound.

Makes a very noticeable sound.

It took him a while to realize what kind of situation he was in.

I just feel like the chain that binds me is gone.

I touched my neck subconsciously, but felt nothing except a circle of rough scratches.

But this also proves that what he said before was true.

There is a real chain around the neck.

It reminded me of the time when I was crawling on the ground in humiliation like a dog.

He felt angry, but then he became like a deflated ball, feeling depressed.

Now all the meridians in his body have been cut.

Not to mention that when I was cultivating myself previously, I was already no match for the caravan.

Now that I have become a useless person, let alone revenge, I am afraid that it would be a luxury to leave here safely.

Thinking of this.

He looked around quickly, and after looking around for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Because he didn't see any caravan nearby.

However, there were no signs of the caravan's presence.

I moved my wrist and found that there was nothing wrong with my body and I could move normally.

After coming down.

He didn't see what he had just been on.

It was a huge clam.

But it is not a normal river clam.

Not only is it huge in size, but it also has sharp fangs and teeth in the cracks of its shell.

The place where he had just been lying just felt very soft, and he didn't realize anything was wrong.

But now look again.

That is obviously a huge pink tongue.

At this moment, he reacted and touched 깊's back with a shiver, and sure enough, he felt 깊's hand was covered in mucus.

He didn't understand what the hell this place was.

Knowing that he couldn't stay here for long, he ran outside.

This is a cave-like place.

But I saw light in front of me, as if the entrance to the cave was right there.

But at this moment he obviously overlooked an important point.

That was when we first started walking in this mountain range.

The white mist spread everywhere.

Visibility outside depends entirely on the extremely unstable light conditions.

And the cave entrance in front of him at this moment.

But there is an extremely stable light, as if telling you directly that the exit is right in front of you and you can get there by running here.

At least that's what he thought.

So he rolled and crawled towards there. The clam shell behind him seemed to be moving strangely, making crackling sounds, and he saw the tongue being slowly raised.

It's like wondering if your prey has escaped.

He ran for about five or six minutes, until sweat dripped from his forehead, and he finally realized something was wrong.

Judging from the distance in front of you.

In five or six minutes, you can definitely run from there to the cave entrance.

But now.

It's like he's doing useless work. No matter how hard you run forward, your actual distance seems to have not changed.

The cave entrance in front of me seemed to extend infinitely.

Every time you take a step forward, he takes a step back.

To verify his guess, he bit his finger and licked the thorn next to it.

Then continue running forward.

About a minute.

He stopped.

The pupils suddenly shrank because it was right where he was now.

The barb is still clearly there.

It's like he's never left here.

But it is not completely opposite.

Because everything behind is indeed an area that does not overlap with the area in front.

If I weren't standing still.

That is whether it is at the back or in front.

Everything was extending as he ran, only his position remained unchanged...