Mysterious as the wind, always with me

Chapter 56 [Greedy] Revenge
There are only three words in a large line of characters.

At this moment, Mark hated the original owner's half-assed.The original owner knew a little about the ancient language that was supposed to be the basic common sense of the mysterious apprentice.

It's been less than a month since Mark traveled here. How can he have time to practice an ancient language?
Looking around again, Mark found that the corpses were surrounded by a raised stone platform in a fan shape.

The square stone platform is a bit like a mahjong platform, except that small poker-sized stone slabs are firmly fixed on it. No matter what Mark injects spiritual power or does anything, the stone platform does not respond.

Mark touched his chin: "What is this? The way to leave is probably the same. So if these people want to leave, they must open this platform?"

While thinking about it, the red light in this strange space suddenly flourished.

It's not an illusion, the red light behind the obsidian door is slowly approaching the door.

The huge red light made him feel dry, Mark pursed his lips, and licked his upper lip with his tongue.

He knew that he had to head towards the center of the ruins.

There is only one road.

All other directions are empty, only floating platforms like steps appear in front of you.

Looking from Mark's side, these platforms are shaped like lotus leaves, with a flat center and slightly arched sides.It is also okay to say that they are shaped like terraced fields, but the higher the platform, the smaller the area.

The platform he was standing on was still three to four hundred square meters, and the upper level was only half the size.

The height difference of each level of platform is about two meters. If ordinary people go up, it will take a lot of effort.

Either do practical pull-ups, or step on the stones of different sizes suspended between the two platforms as stepping stones, and jump up flexibly.

Mark was relatively simple, and with a thought, Minnie's spirit thread hooked the stone fixed in mid-air above, and took him up lightly like a swing.

At the highest point, passing through a large stone door frame distorted by the collapse, a suspended plaza slightly tilted by 10 degrees comes into view.

The square is not big, no different from any village square in the Wright Empire.

It's just too dilapidated, the [-]-square-meter square is full of cracked floor tiles.There are several bent and deformed metal street lamps on the side of the square, and a wall of a tavern. Once the door is opened, it will fall into the void.

On the side of the square, there are three finely broken building waste passages leading to the more central area of ​​the void.

Suddenly, an ominous premonition rose in Mark's heart.

The ethereal wind blows from the quiet air, blows past the feet, and rattles the wooden plaque hanging on the door of the tavern not far away.

Mark subconsciously held a lamp in his left hand and a gun in his right hand, entering a state of combat readiness.

"Click."

Suddenly a small stone fell from the wall of the tavern.

It's just a symptom.

"Hey."

A soft sound quickly approached from the ground.

Mark, who had already diffused all his perception, reacted immediately, and left the spot under the pull of Lingsi. At the same time, he raised the revolver...

There was a loud "bang", and a big hole four meters square was blasted out where he was standing 1 second ago.

It is entirely conceivable that if his reaction was a little slower, at this moment he would be smashed to pieces like a cracked brick.

A distorted figure slanted out from the ground, slammed hard on the wall of the tavern, and at the cost of smashing the wall, finally stopped.

"This..." Mark was stunned.

Just now, in a blink of an eye, he fired a shot at the thing that crashed into it.

Seriously, he was fooled.

Unexpectedly, he got it.

The man who had been killed had a blood hole the size of a coin in his chest, and blood was gurgling.

In normal times, this 'swing gun' like a stroke of magic can make Mark brag for a long time.

Seeing the other party's honor, Mark couldn't be happier at all.

Taking one person as the standard, the other party is undoubtedly dead.

This thing that looks neither male nor female has a broken neck, and the sky cap is at an angle of [-] degrees with the ground.One right hand was folded behind the back, somehow it penetrated from the back waist and exited from the front abdomen.The guy's remaining left arm was bent into at least seven knots.

It looked like it had been in the worst car accident ever.

It just made it by itself.

However, the dead fish eyes of the other party were fixed on Mark, and the mouth that was almost hanging upside down opened, revealing a frightening smile, and the sound from the twisted neck seemed to come from the ghost.

"Found you...damn moralist..."

mark:? ? ?
Immediately, the following words of the other party gave Mark a clear understanding.

"[Greed] is the driving force behind human progress! [Greed] is the true salvation of mankind! All defenders who reject [Greed] should die—"

Mark landed lightly on the ground and narrowed his eyes.He was extremely sure that there shouldn't be any soul imprint left on his body.

Obviously, this guy from [Greedy] church still recognized him through some means.

Probably, people who kill a lot of dogs naturally have an aura that dogs hate.

However, Mark was cautious. He instinctively felt that this guy was not strong.

After meeting the two [greedy] priests, he felt that the aftertaste of the soul released by this guy was a little bit stronger than those two.There is a long distance from the ridiculously strong demons in [Book of the Nether Sea].

“[Greedy] Church sent you to be funny?”

"Funny? No one can blaspheme [greed] without paying the price!" The weird guy grinned grinningly, and then "bang" in front of Mark.

what?
Mark and Minnie had the same mind, and retreated to the edge of the platform at once, avoiding the bloody storm that exploded.

The outrageous self-explosion exploded a large pit with a diameter of nearly ten meters on the spot.

However, this is just the beginning.

Mark immediately saw something was wrong—there were too many stumps.

Leaving aside, just from the shattered skulls, there were seven or eight on the scene, not to mention the stumps of the arms that could form at least ten arms. ,

White bones, red flesh, and yellow fatty tissue were scattered in the pit in a mess.

The scene didn't look like it was blown up by a single person at all. Instead, it was like a meat grinder tore up a group of people and left them here.

In the next instant, a strange mixed black and yellow light emanated from the pit.

The flesh and bone fragments splashed around seemed to be independent living creatures. They squirmed and gathered together again, forming a big meat ball that was obviously giving birth to some evil life.

Suddenly, Mark felt that his internal organs were being grabbed by several invisible big hands, as if he wanted to pull the internal organs out of his body, a disgusting smell rushed towards him, trying to pry open his olfactory nerves and penetrate directly into his body. in mind.

Mark subconsciously wanted to take a deep breath. He wanted to take off his mask, but he wanted to run away!

His instinct drove him away from this mysterious monster.

However, a memory suddenly came to my mind.

That's what's written on the obsidian door

Annihilation?soul?glory?

Mark forced his body to stop with his reason.

That's when Sarcoma attacked.

Dozens of tentacles made of unknown flesh and blood rushed towards them like a broom.

Mark raised the lantern quickly.

The bright golden light shone directly on the tentacles, and it was obvious that the speed of the tentacles stabbing them slowed down collectively, but the deceleration effect was not very good, and the tentacles still covered him with a kind of awe-inspiring aura.

What surprised Mark even more was that a low vision suddenly came from behind him on the left.

The moment he heard the voice, Mark had turned sideways, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a tentacle piercing his left back like a shooting star.

This accident forced Minnie to shoot out more spiritual threads in an attempt to seal this rather tricky sneak attack.

Unexpectedly, the tentacles failed to pierce much distance.

It seemed to have encountered a terrible high fever, and it was retracted as if it was electrocuted as soon as it was less than one meter away from Mark's left back waist.

Immediately, it was cut into more than a dozen pieces by Minnie's spirit silk.

Mark glanced at his waist, and he understood—it was the machete of Basatan, the evil crab god.

"rush!"

There is no way to escape, this weird sarcoid definitely has a super hunting ability.Instead of running around blindly and bumping into something more dangerous, it's better to just solve it.

Under the acceleration of Lingsi, Mark's whole body was parallel to the ground of the square and flew out like a cannonball.

The sharp spiritual thread is like an exaggerated winch, under the cover of the golden light of the lantern, it directly passes through the encirclement of the tentacles, directly picking at the tumor.

The attached tentacles were chopped into minced meat and flew back in less than half a second.

Mark forced a bloody hole.

Without hesitation, 12 [Flying Swords of Blasphemy] appeared out of thin air, surrounding Mark, and in the next second, they shot out like Katyusha rockets.

"Puff puff!"

The sarcoma, which was bigger than a car, was smashed to pieces in an instant.

After experiencing [The Book of the Nether Sea], Mark is very sure that his perception has improved a lot, which directly makes him very sensitive to malicious gazes.

At a moment that was too much for others to see, Mark keenly caught a bowl-sized eyeball mixed in the exploding flesh and blood.

"Die!"

A loud shout!
The machete was thrown with great precision, splitting the eyeball in half.

Time seems to freeze at this moment!

(End of this chapter)