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On the silent cemetery.

An Le walked among the many tombstones.

With him as the center, the tides and millstones formed by souls still exist, but they have long deviated from their original positions.

[Yin Yang ghost eyes (+9)! 】

After "extending" Uesugi Koji, Anle's pace of absorbing the power of ghosts still did not stop.

Numerous ghosts "woke up" in his words, recognized the reality of their own death, attacked An Le in despair and pain, and were then crushed to pieces by the millstone.

Ignorance and ignorance are an umbrella.

If these dead people didn't know the truth, they might have been immersed in this wonderful dream and didn't want to wake up.

Even if they were bound, enslaved, and used, they didn't realize it, and finally died in the lies woven together with their subconscious in the cemetery.

This is not a kind of luck.

At least they died painlessly, and even had hope in their hearts, thinking that there would be a day when they would escape from this place.

From this point of view.

An Le is indeed a great villain.

He not only wants to wake people up from their dreams, but also puts the bloody truth in front of them.

However, An Le has no moral burden at all.

Whether these people appreciate him or hate him, it has nothing to do with him.

The reason why An Le wanted to do this was because... these ghosts blocked his way to survive, that's all.

At this time, An Le suddenly remembered what the crazy man said during the battle with Edward - "You, like me, are essentially just a monster in human skin!"

An Le shook her head, suppressing some emotions.

Now is not the time to think about philosophical issues.

With the steady improvement of strength and the gradual emptying of ghosts in the entire silent cemetery, An Le did not feel at ease.

On the contrary, the sense of crisis that came from the intuition became stronger and stronger.

The breath of the silent cemetery gradually became deeper, and began to have a strong dead air, overflowing from the sky and the ground.

This means that the process of "restart" may be accelerated by Anle's actions.

'Quick, it has to be faster...'

"That is……"

As if to prove this ominous premonition, An Le caught a glimpse of a ray of black aura suddenly appearing in the corner of the gray sky, just like the night in a silent cemetery, coming from the horizon and infecting the entire sky.

The faint sunlight, in front of that color, was swallowed up without any ability to resist.

An Lexin said: 'Sure enough, has it started yet? '

He glanced at the light around him, and couldn't help but think: 'Didn't it mean that the brilliance is the incarnation of the Lord of Radiance? '

‘Why don’t you have the ability to resist at all? '

‘Lord of Hui, do something useful! Lord of Hui! '

Apart from the changes in the sky, there are also sudden changes on the desolate and quiet ground.

The tombstone, which was very far away from An Le, suddenly shattered, and black and gray stones were scattered all over the place.

Then the fragments of the tombstone, like melted butter, melted into the silent cemetery floor, awakening something older and more terrifying.

The ground trembled, and cracks like spider webs appeared on it.

An unknown liquid like petroleum seeped out of it.

It is dark and viscous, full of indescribable ominousness and weirdness, and just touching it with sight can make ordinary people feel fear.

And this liquid, like a living thing, wriggles and expands on its own.

All ghosts that came into contact with it, without exception, were easily melted and turned into part of the liquid.

Those tombstones, as well as the bodies in the burial chamber, were also targeted by the liquid.

The pitch-black slime is like a living monster, greedily grabbing the existence around it.

Such a mutation occurred from the edge of the silent cemetery, like a stubborn moss, spreading and spreading to the center.

On the hillside not far from Anle.

The little ink cat frowned, a feeling of heart palpitations emerged for no reason.

She was so frightened that she couldn't help popping out the sharp cat's claws, the hair on her body exploded a little, and she entered a state of alert.

"Little Mo, what's wrong?"

Mrs. Cat asked puzzledly.

From her point of view, Mr. A seems to be unstoppable, and his purpose should be easily accomplished. Why did Xiao Mo react like this?

Xiao Mo's tone was slightly disturbed: "I don't know."

"But... something very bad is coming, meow!"

As one of the most mysterious animals, cats are born with extraordinary inspiration and keen intuition.

This intuition has also saved her life in countless crises in the past.

Xiao Mo and Mrs. Cat met each other's eyes.

No need for words, Mrs. Cat can understand her mind.

Mrs. Cat embraced Xiao Mo vigorously, and the black cat's body seemed to turn into liquid and melt into it.

The two are combined into one, and some characteristics of cats appear on Mrs. Cat.

[Human-cat fusion Dafa! 】

Xiao Ganxiang next to her widened her eyes and murmured, "Big sister, you've become a cat!"

Xiao Mo is not the only one who is aware of the danger.

An Le was even more keenly aware that it was... the breath of the undead.

As early as when he first entered the Silent Cemetery, he already knew that there were many powerful undead here.

Even the towering, gray sky itself is an extremely huge undead.

In the definition of this world, undead and ghosts are different.

Ghosts are undead.

But undead are not necessarily ghosts.

Its definition is much broader.

The living dead, corpse girls...any existence that is related to death and has a certain level of intelligence can be called undead.

In the silent cemetery, the most likely to become undead are people's obsessions, emotions, and countless things buried underground.

After An Le's soul was transformed, he was able to see what was originally invisible.

He found that the undead in the sky above his head were absorbing a special substance, which was people's obsession with surviving and escaping from this place, mixed with emotions such as pain and despair.

It's as if... the undead are feeding on these things!

And as Anle punctured people's dreams, in a short period of time, the undead reaped more despair and pain.

But lost the obsession of the ghosts.

The undead was originally born by relying on this obsession. Once all the ghosts disappear, its power will be like a rootless weed, and it will be exhausted one day.

Therefore, as An Le's campaign to suppress them continued, the undead in the sky finally couldn't bear it.

In the gray sky, one eye opened.

It's so huge, it's like a sun that can't be ignored.

These eyes are not made of flesh and blood at all, but a kind of treacherous, incorporeal energy.

It exudes a weird and absurd halo. The color of that halo does not belong to any kind known to human beings. It is like the unpredictable colors formed by mixing all different colors in just the right proportion.

Those lines seem extremely complicated, but they reveal a simple beauty.

Yes, beauty.

Anyone who sees this eye pupil will have such an evaluation.

That kind of beauty seems to be above everything in the world.

It exists not only in vision, but also in all perceptions such as hearing and touch. It is like the air in the world. You can't see it, but you have to rely on it to survive. The iridescent, which hangs high in the sky, is the ultimate form of beauty.

"A parody."

For some reason, An Le whispered to himself, as if evaluating the image of that eye.

Contempt and ridicule emerged from a corner of my heart again.

‘It’s just an undead, how dare you imitate this appearance? '

An Le felt a slight pain in his head, and he couldn't help stroking his forehead.

For some reason, he just knew that the original image of this eye did not belong to this undead, but another indescribable part.

And the undead dared to pretend to be Him just because they were tainted with a little bit of His aura. It's really... ridiculous!

This kind of imitation is even worse than the statue An Le saw in Yuechong City.

Makes people laugh.

‘Why do you say this, as if I have seen His true face? '

Suppressing these complicated thoughts, An Le raised his head, and met that eyeball without dodging.

He knew that the other party was coming for him.

The undisguised malice was far stronger than the last casual gaze.

If we say that the last time the Sky Undead just found a group of ants at their feet, so they cast their eyes with great interest and found a special one inside. Not only did they not escape, but they dared to look at it, so they took a second look , If you want to say how much you take it to heart, definitely not, at most it's just a conversation piece when chatting with friends.

So this time, the head of the family found an extremely huge termite under the floor, and was about to demolish its home!

How could it be possible not to show anger and malice?

Just for a split second.

The coercion that was heavy enough to make ordinary people kneel down fell from that eyeball and pressed hard on An Le's body.

This pressure does not only act on the spirit, but directly falls on the material world.

With Anle as the center, the ground with a radius of ten meters was sunken by more than ten centimeters visible to the naked eye.

The tombstone was intact, but the soil seemed to be compressed and became more solid and solid.

Those ghosts who rushed towards Anle seemed to be frightened suddenly, and they stood still, their ferocious faces filled with panic and uneasiness.

Most ghosts only have some obsessions left, and an instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

They would also be afraid, afraid, if Anle hadn't deliberately restrained a part of his breath, they might have fled in a panic before they got close.

And this coercion from the undead undoubtedly scared them.

The ghosts felt fear and panic, but the remaining instincts were not enough to help them take correct actions, so they just stood there stupidly like a machine that was down.

The originally surging ghost tide stagnated for a short time.

This scene is indeed very shocking.

Not far away, Mrs. Cat, who merged with Xiao Mo, also frowned and covered her heart with a very uncomfortable expression.

Even though they were not in the center of coercion, were not watched by the undead, and performed the [Human-cat Fit Dafa], a sense of discomfort still surged out of their bodies.

It was as if an invisible hand was holding her heart.

This feeling of being killed at any time is absolutely unbearable.

Mrs. Cat couldn't help looking at An Le worriedly.

"Even me in the marginal area is so uncomfortable, so the pressure he is under now..."

Unexpectedly, at this time, Xiao Mo's voice sounded from the bottom of her heart: "That guy, don't worry about meow."

"Protecting ourselves is our most important task."

All I saw was that An Le's face in the sunken pit didn't change, she didn't even frown, she just stood there calmly, as if nothing had happened.

He said softly, "That's it?"

After being scoured by dead energy, baptized by ghost power, and with the addition of ten drops of origin blood, Anle's physique is no longer what it used to be.

If it was when he first entered the cemetery, this level of pressure could indeed cause him some trouble, but now?

Can only get a "that's it" evaluation.

"Now, it's my turn."

An Le narrowed his eyes, and in his black and white pupils, there seemed to be countless living creatures moving and spinning.

An indescribable vortex was formed, and the eerie ghost power poured out of it, like a rushing river, and the sound of roaring waves resounded loudly.

[Yin Yang Ghost Eye] What bestows peace is not only the ability to attack ghosts.

The most important thing is... the control of ghost power!

This is a power different from qi, blood, and shadows. According to the normal development trend, even if it is An Le, it will take a while to master this power flexibly.

However, after An Le's soul level was raised.

He can see through the essence of this "supernatural characteristic" more easily, as if it is a chemical composition composed of different equations, as long as he understands the mystery of it, he can control this mysterious power with ease.

As the vortex in the ghost's eyes continued to rotate, the ghost power attracted and absorbed by An Le was released again.

Surrounded by An Le.

Driven by his thoughts, a huge sword tens of meters long was formed above his head.

The shape of this sword is not like any one in An Le's memory.

Huge but sharp, with a gray edge gleaming on its blade.

Strange lines spread from the hilt to the top of the sword body, like some kind of power-carrying pattern, and also like an obscure ritual.

Without any reason, An Le thought the sword should be like this.

So, it became like this.

And the eye in the sky, the moment it saw the sword, showed disbelief and... horror.

It... has seen this sword.

It had seen its edge in ages old enough to forget countless pasts.

The great existence it imitates is under this sword...

In the pouring of countless ghost powers, the giant sword suddenly rose into the air, and stabbed straight at the eye.

The undead occupying the sky continued to exert coercion and mobilize power in an attempt to slow down the approaching speed of the giant sword.

However, everything was in vain.

All its efforts are in vain.

Day after day, this undead absorbs the despair and fear of the ghosts, casts its eyes from time to time, and takes pleasure in it.

And this time, it's finally its turn to taste the taste of fear!

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