old dream

Chapter 347 Run!

But how is this possible?Colin thought in disbelief.

Since the Dark Mother is the source of all life in the forest, aren't the gods in the woodland quadrant all her own children in the final analysis?
Colin did not bring the puppet back to the theater, so Boyd Ives could only use Colin's body to express and vent his desires.The crystal map carved into Ke Lin's body by her own hands gave out bursts of tingling pain, constantly urging something.

Appetite and desire to destroy.

Her pure mind was extremely tyrannical, and Colin couldn't even tell whether it was hatred caused by hunger or hunger caused by hatred.

Hunger weakens animals, and it also drives them mad and hysterical.Boyd Elvis looked in the direction of the iron cage again, almost subconsciously.But at the next moment, he had to withdraw his attention and block a stabbing sword stabbing at Colin from the right.But then, other spies attacked again.

Her patience has already been worn to the limit.Why do these people keep blocking themselves?Why do you want to have trouble with yourself?How tiresome!

Colin didn't even know what Bod Ives wanted to do, but the blocked appetite made his heart more and more impatient. She was losing patience, and when the goal was blocked again and again, the anxious desire immediately turned into Intense anger.

The crystal map in Ke Lin's body began to go berserk.

A spiritual arc of light burst out from its own line, followed by the second, third, and thousandth. Countless jumping arcs were like blazing tungsten filaments, burning and ravaging every corner of the body.

In a daze, Colin seemed to hear someone whimpering like a beast.As a result, the already extremely explosive high-density spiritual elements in the crystal map also became more and more crazy.Tens of thousands of pacts in the Tower of Hell have turned to greater intentions, providing them with power without mercy.Like a substantive spiritual flow, like a flood that burst a bank, it gushes out from every part of the crystal map, and then overflows from the surrounding fragile ether, releasing violent destructive power recklessly.

Then in the air, it quickly decayed into a cloudy and unclear semi-matter.

The rotting flesh and limbs, the undeveloped organs, began to slowly fall from midair like streaks of silt.They radiate incredible heat, as semi-matter evaporates all the time.But the flesh and blood on the stage did not decrease at all over time. Instead, it accumulated more and more in the blink of an eye, almost drowning the surrounding area.

Facing the scene in front of him, Jurgen was completely stunned.

He involuntarily lowered the arm holding the gun, and stopped his attack.If it is enough to say that the opponent can kill a colleague in a difficult situation, it is enough to stop thinking, so now, what kind of evil is he seeing?

"This is the spirit element overflowing from the ether channel?"

Jurgen thought inconceivably, after Lingsu broke away from the protection of the ether, it immediately formed under the laws of the master builder.Because of its evil nature, it appears as turbid flesh and blood.

Of course, he can certainly recognize what is in front of him, but because of this, he is completely unable to understand what this magnitude means.The intensity of the intruder's intentions is obviously only on the edge of the female moon, why can the height of the blue star be mobilized to a scale that makes people feel frightened?

Moreover, the spiritual flux in ether is limited after all, the more it overflows, the stronger its repulsion will be.Such a serious spillover would never have occurred if only relying on the guidance of intentions.unless……

Unless there is a stronger channel directly connected to it, it's like a big river being forcibly connected to a small stream.

Is it a crystal map?

It shouldn't be, otherwise it must be such a thick one? !
While Jurgen was still in doubt, the rest of the spies already felt something was wrong.Colin doesn't have the ability to directly control the ether like Silent City, but unintentionally, he has used an almost absurd method to block the nearby thin ether network.

Although the spies all brought some redstone with them as a backup, judging from the current situation, one or two kilograms might not be enough to solve this level of "blockage".

Or, even if there is more redstone, it will be too late.

Jurgen heard an explosion-like piercing sound, and then, there was a cloud of blood mist beside the stage curtain.The stumped limbs fell down all over the sky, and he raised his head in a daze, staring blankly at a piece of broken dress flying like a butterfly in the air.

It belongs to the last hidden Qingxing spy, and it is also the strongest person guarding the Gallo Hall in the theater.Probably because he felt that something was wrong, that's why he concealed his breath and flashed out from behind the curtain in the chaos, trying to launch an inevitable blow from Colin's undefended back.

But how did he die in the end?

From the beginning to the end, Jurgen didn't even see his face clearly.

Or run away.

This was the last thought on Jurgen's mind.

Even if you will be chased to the ends of the earth by people from the theater afterwards, you still have to run when you have to run.

Distraught, Jurgen stepped back and wanted to turn around, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a few spies who didn't know what to do and were still rushing forward.Stupid, he thought bitterly.Then there was a tearing sound of flesh and blood, and a series of sounds of something breaking.

I could hear people screaming all the time, but those who could still scream now were those who were not injured.Because a person who weighed more than 100 kilograms would not even be able to make a sound even if he was rubbed a little by that monster.

What do you call it when the vocal organs are gone?How can a person cry if he has no lungs?The human head is too big and heavy, so the thin neck becomes the most vulnerable link.But before today, Jurgen never thought that someone's neck would be broken so easily... The monster shattered only the abdomen and chest, but the unstable head would always fall off, just like a violent blow After pushing the table, what fell to the ground was like a vase.

While running with his head buried, Jurgen tightly covered his ears.If possible, I wish I could close my eyes too, so as not to look at the splattered pieces of meat, and the heads flying around with their notochords.This is by no means a battle between wizards, nor is it a hunting and killing of the inferior by the superior species, but a pure venting of anger, just like a cruel child smashing a box of dissatisfied toys.

Even if he managed to escape from here alive, he would spend the rest of his life in intermittent panic attacks.

However, those things may no longer matter.Because although Jurgen was still running staggeringly, he knew that he could not escape.

If you can't escape, there is no possibility at all.

(End of this chapter)