The Emerald Tower

"There is no natural breath, not even the wildness of animals, only the strong coldness is left!"

Blanc stretched out his palm, placed it in the paw print, and felt it carefully.

"It's like a corpse!"

The druid added.

"The corpse? What do you mean?"

Dean pointed to the far side of the corridor, crowded with figures, slowly and staggering towards it.

With Dean and Druid’s eyesight, they can easily see the specific conditions of these figures: some lack arms, some lack their own soles, and even have no limbs, relying solely on their chin and The contact with the ground, and working hard.

However, these figures all have one thing in common: their skin is pale and bloodless.

Undead!

The two confirmed this for the first time.

"This is a walking dead?"

The druid looked at Dean uncertainly, the seed in his hand was ready to go.

"No, this is not an ordinary walking corpse, but a transformed corpse — I have seen it in an organization swayed by Mobius! Although it is speculated that this Seagod and Mobius have Relationship, but I didn't expect the relationship to be so close...This kind of corpse transformation requires at least a workshop!"

As Dean spoke, he shot a white moonfire from his hand.

The flames were burning fiercely, and those transformed bodies were the best fuel.

"The Ring of Mobius?"

The druid who had heard Dean mentioned it immediately asked.

"Well, that's the organization. They are good at combining and transforming human corpses, animals, and beast corpses, and even apply them to living people!"

Dean nodded.

"It's terrible! This completely violates the laws of nature!"

The Druid exclaimed.

For the druid, this kind of thing is completely impossible to imagine.

In the ‘Place of Origin’. The state of those Mobius fanatics is the limit that the druid can accept.

"However, many people are willing to join it-because it will bring power! And power can give them power and wealth!"

Dean shrugged.

"For the sake of power and wealth, sell your soul? This..."

The honest Druid could not find the adjective at all.

"Souls? They are gone! But they are not the poor people in front of me!"

Dean spoke and pointed to the corpses that fell to the ground in the moonfire.

Under the moonlight. There was nothing but the corpse that was constantly deforming in the flame.

They also have no soul!

He didn't sell his soul voluntarily, but the soul dissipated when he died, or it was... was drawn!

Quietly!

Among the numerous walking corpses, hundreds of translucent, hideous figures suddenly burst out of them.

Fast!

However, Dean had long been waiting for this moment.

Hum!

A masterpiece of moonlight, when these ghosts are bathed in the moonlight, it is as if the snow is under the scorching sun, and the hideousness melts quickly.

When the hideous appearance faded. The rest is the original face.

However, these faces are just blank.

They were sluggishly bathed in moonlight, and their instinct drove them to approach Dean's unfinished kingdom of God.

Dean frowned.

"What's wrong, Dean?"

The druid saw this frown.

"These souls are all damaged and cannot go to the'land of death' to rest and reincarnate. They can only become believers in my'kingdom of God'!"

Dean answered.

"Can you recover?"

The druid asked.

"It takes a lot of time, a long time!"

Dean said.

"That's better than this, right?"

The druid sighed.

"Who knows? The place where the moonlight is, the place where I am. The place where the moonlight shines is the place where I shine. Where I shine, there will be peace and tranquility, and it will protect those who believe in me and me. Things!"

Dean replied, and then the prayer sounded.

The sound of prayers from Dean’s Kingdom of God quickly infected these wounded souls. They are moving faster and faster.

The same prayer sounded from his mouth.

When the frequencies of the two prayer sounds were the same, hundreds of souls in front of them entered Dean's ‘kingdom of God’ and were healed in the moonlight while providing Dean with the power of faith.

And with the disappearance of the soul, the corridor that was still congested before. Is empty.

However, before Dean and Bronke had any action, a graceful song suddenly sounded.

The voice is so nice and light.

Dean had never heard such a song.

The same was true for Bronk, and even, in front of his eyes, there was a vibrant forest, and the involuntary druid stepped forward.

However, as soon as his body moved, he was pulled by Dean.

Dean admitted that this kind of singing is very beautiful, and he has never heard such a beautiful song, but Dean has always been appreciative from beginning to end.

Instead of indulging in it.

Especially, after discovering that there was something wrong with Bronk, Dean didn't even have any appreciation for it, leaving only vigilance.

"Wake up!"

Dean slapped the druid on the shoulder.

However, the other party did not respond at all.

The eyes were godless, and the whole person walked forward like a walking dead.

If it hadn't been for Dean to pull it hard, the opponent would have already walked deep into the corridor at this moment.

Dean waved his hand, and a moonlight enveloped the druid.

The other party has not changed, just the same as before.

This made Dean frowned.

Obviously, the singing in front of him was more troublesome than he thought.

"Sirens?"

Dean whispered.

In the books about the sea god, the sea monster is always unable to bypass.

These sea monsters are beautiful, beautiful, and have a wonderful singing voice.

However, when you are confused by the singing, you will become their dish.

The age of myth, on an island on the west coast of Gaosai. There is an island of siren.

The island is beautiful and thrilling on one side, and terrifying on the other.

On the beautiful side, the wind is sunny and green.

On the frightened side, the corpses are full of bones and bones become mountains.

When people look at that beautiful side. The singing will follow, letting people walk into it involuntarily, and what awaits them is a mouthful of blood.

However, according to book records.

With the end of the mythical age, the number of sea monsters has drastically reduced, from about ten to only one or two.

In the following records, the only remaining one or two siren would appear from time to time.

Until nearly two hundred years. After the King of Conquer appeared, he disappeared without a trace.

Because, the King of Conquer encountered the sea monster when he went out to sea, and he twisted the head of the sea monster with his own hands, hung it on his bow, and used it as an accessory.

So, when reading this section of the Kraken, Dean thought that the Kraken was extinct.

But what I didn't expect was. He unexpectedly met again.

This surprised Dean.

But not panic, for the Kraken. People already have a way to deal with it.

The candle appeared in Dean's hands.

The moonfire melted it, and then Dean wiped the half-melted candles out of the druid's ears.

Suddenly, the druid woke up from the state of walking dead.

"Am I confused?"

The Druid was taken aback, looked at Dean, and then touched the wax on his ears.

There is also the legend of the Kraken in the "Place of Origin".

The druid knew what this meant.

"Ok!"

Dean nodded. Then, looking around, he said: "Moreover, this sea monster is a little different, at least, in my cognition. There is no way for ordinary sea monsters to confuse creatures that reach the top level of the'domain' so thoroughly! Unless... "

"Ignite the sacred fire?!"

The Druid said.

"Or, have some blood of gods!"

Dean added.

"How is this possible? It is possible that the sea monster is the bloodline of the sea monster, how can there be the bloodline of the god?"

The druid shook his head with a look of disbelief.

"With that ‘Sea God’’s willful behavior, what can’t be done?"

Dean said it for granted, looking indifferent.

Suddenly, the druid was speechless.

Because he knew what Dean said was the truth.

That ‘Sea God’ can collude with Mobius, who he regards as an evil god, what else would the other party dare not do? Even if it is to produce one or two siren descendants with each other's blood, what is impossible?

Or, just as Dean said, it was made.

Ta Ta Ta!

And just when the druid was silent, a light footstep sounded.

After a while, in the sight of Dean and Blanc, a figure came out.

That is a beautiful woman.

Has a beauty far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Even Laini, Grand Duke Swordsman, etc. can't compare.

At this time, the beautiful woman looked at Dean and Blanc with pity.

Those eyes were as clear as a puff of autumn water.

And that figure is like a willow in the breeze, swaying.

"It's a gift from nature!"

The druid did not hide his exclamation, he looked at the other party and said.

Dean frowned and did not refute.

The woman on the opposite side, Dean can be sure that the other side is the Kraken.

However, the other party did not hide or reform.

Simply put, the face of the opponent at the moment is the true face of the opponent.

Moreover, the other party is very good at using such looks.

Taking appearance as a weapon in itself is one of the greatest reliance on beautiful women.

During his career as an assassin, Dean had seen more than one such female assassin, and those who seemed to be unable to target them at all.

For these female assassins, it was easy and simple.

Even many assassins have felt that the best assassination method is to use appearance as a weapon~www.readwn.com~ Dean, who knows this well, looked at his admired companions.

Have a deeper experience.

However, this does not mean that Dean will let the other party continue.

Compare the other's beauty with your own life.

Dean would obviously choose the latter.

A moonlight sword appeared in Dean's hand.

The siren stopped. She sensed the danger, and she was even sure that if she took a step forward, the man in front of her would definitely take action.

"Wait! I'm not malicious!"

Kraken said loudly.

The first one~(To be continued.)

...()