The giant beast dragged into the pyramid was obviously not a little girl without resistance. The demon hunter could feel the vibration transmitted inside the pyramid outside the ruins.

No matter what was inside dragging the disgusting giant beast in, the thing was a big guy who was evenly matched or even more powerful.

Xu Yichen could see that black stripes were easily shot through the wall of the pyramid from inside, under the crazy counterattack of the giant beast.

In just a few seconds, the entire building had more than a dozen holes as thick as arms, and then, it suddenly became quiet inside.

It's time to withdraw. While there is nothing else to notice yourself, the demon hunter's intuition warned.

However, Xu Yichen restrained his urge to turn around and escape. He knew where he had encountered something inside the pyramid. This smell made him feel a little familiar.

That was his old opponent when he first faced Chaos, the smell of Nurgle.

No matter what is in the pyramid, it is definitely inseparable from the Chaos Worshipper who summoned Nurgle Garden through the cracks of the void in Anthony Harbor.

The blood in his body is also flowing with blessings from the "Love Father" - [Lower Regeneration] talent.

The Demon Hunter has been thinking about when he can upgrade this very practical talent.

As the vibration and sound inside the pyramid quieted down, the silence of the ruins once again returned to their silence, with only a disturbing sound of chewing coming from that direction.

Based on the huge palm, Xu Yichen inferred that the monster inside the pyramid was. If it was a human form, it would probably be a giant over six meters tall.

But considering that the Chaos Demons never play by routines, even if the giant hand grows on a fart spirit, he is definitely not surprised.

As the sound of chewing gradually subsided, a burp with satisfaction came out of the pyramid, long and deep.

What followed was a sewer smell, but this smell was no big problem compared to the previous giant beasts.

The "giant" in the pyramid seemed to want to try to get out of his cage, and hit the rock wall with holes from the inside, causing stones to splash at the wall on the side of the Demon Hunter.

"Dong!"

The pyramid-shaped building stubbornly withstood the attack, but after a few seconds, another heavy impact was hit.

"Dong!"

This time, a conspicuous crack appeared on the stone wall. Through the crack, Xu Yichen could see a black figure inside the pyramid, accumulating energy.

"boom!"

With the arrival of the last blow, an eight-meter-high, charred, and headless giant rushed out from the inside of the pyramid.

A huge mouth three meters wide cracked on the fat belly, and the huge and sharp teeth were constantly licked by scarlet tongue inside the mouth.

"Ah!!! Ah! Ah!" A roar of resentment came from the giant's mouth, as if celebrating that he had finally escaped. The giant roared to the sky.

The huge sound waves drive the air, blew across the hiding place of the Demon Hunter like the wind.

On the other side of the forest, Legolas, who was rushing on the road with others, also encountered his own problems.

On the road they had walked before, this corrupt forest had almost no life except for the scattered chaos creatures.

But as they crossed the stream, everything changed.

The first thing that was discovered was Druid Gast. He looked at the bugs that were quickly fleeing under his feet, bent down and observed carefully for a while.

Although these bugs have strange shapes and look full of malicious intentions, Master Gast, as a son of nature, understands the concept of the biosphere.

These bugs are the bottom of the biosphere, and their appearance proves that a new set of natural environments has taken root here.

This is the worst thing for the druids. Even if they lucky enough to drive the chaos back to their own ugly world, they may not be able to recover from the natural environment here without hundreds of years.

And in these hundreds of years, it is probably a high-incidence area of ​​chaos threat. Just like Gast's hometown, they have never been able to recover that land.

Sure enough, after moving forward a few hundred meters, irregularly shaped leaves gradually began to grow on the bare trunks. Weeds on the roadside, as sharp as blades, were the first to express their unfriendliness to the intruders.

This is no longer a forest they are familiar with. Every time they advance one meter, someone has to use weapons to open a way. Sometimes many obstacles can only be taken by detours.

The most important thing is that after they walked, the road they had just opened would slowly disappear behind them, which narrowed the possibility of the Demon Hunter reunion with them again.

Aifelal looked at the direction behind her with some concern. She was not worried about the safety of the demon hunter at all. The silver-haired witch believed that if the other party was really the chosen one, she would not have died here.

But she was a little worried that the Demon Hunter would not be able to reunite with her again. In this crisis-ridden fall area, the witch only trusted the Demon Hunter.

Efilar, who was trained as a combat nun since childhood, could feel a sense of a veteran in the Cialis.

Just like the great nuns who once led her to guard the temple monastery, they could see the aura of perfection of life and death in their eyes.

As for these teammates around you?

The silver-haired witch who had been maintaining her psychic shield curled her lips.

The elves were skilled, but at most they were qualified militiamen. Maybe they were excellent adventurers, but war was too far away for them.

As the former world overlord, this race favored by the will of the world has completely lost its sharp weapon after the competition with mankind failed a thousand years ago.

As a race that is rich in spell casters, it actually gathers most of the casters together and tries to transplant their world tree to an island.

The elves plan to use this as a basis to build the island into the most perfect fortress, bring its own ecosystem, and then completely isolate their tribesmen from the world from now on, thus avoiding chaos pollution.

In the eyes of the witch kings, the Ark Project is almost the funniest thing I have heard of in recent hundreds of years.

When Ephiral saw this in the memory of the nuns of the clergy, he could not believe that the pointed ears were so naive that they could be left out of this disaster that swept the whole world.

You know, even the witch kings who have always appeared as villains are preparing for this war with chaos.
Chapter completed!