Xu Yichen couldn't believe his judgment very much. He seemed to have done nothing. He even killed each other with an evil god incarnation, ending all this?

The blood pool corroded the dead wood's body, and bursts of white smoke almost filled the third layer. It was originally covered by the wall, and the various carrion structures on the ground began to disintegrate and turned into stinky water.

The mushrooms sprayed with poison gas quickly rotted, piercing Modric's will through the thick blood vessels of the entire mine and began to melt.

The dream of eternal life is like a bubble, dissipating in this mine, and then disappearing tens of thousands of lives in the entire Fengxi Castle.

Xu Yichen sat on the edge of the cliff and rested for a while, and his direct communication with the evil god made him exhausted.

Originally, he thought that the talent [Enemy of Chaos] randomly produced by the system was at most a rare talent, but after dealing with the evil gods many times, he found that the four evil gods in the Chaos Realm were more or less "interested" in him.

This also includes the Gray Knight's highest mentor, Cardo Drago, who also showed extraordinary friendship to him.

Xu Yichen examined himself, starting from his journey to this world and to what he did today.

First of all, he could be sure that he did not live up to the gift of living a heavy life, nor wasted any time. Every day, Xu Yichen was working hard to increase his upper limit.

He completely eradicated his weak side in his previous life, and through the two melting pots of Zhongsiyuan and the army, Xu Yichen trained himself into a piece of pure gold!

However, in the army, he had seen too many geniuses of the same age as him, who were both hard and hard, but some people failed to persevere in the end, while others were unlucky and died in a certain exercise or actual combat.

But Xu Yichen believes that people like Xiang himself are definitely not a unique existence in the New China Army.

Yang Yuefan's appearance was a wake-up call for him. He originally thought that what he had come into contact with was the most elite existence in the secret power of New China, but unexpectedly, there was another relevant department pressing on it.

So, what did these evil gods and foreign mysterious warriors like him?

The soul from another world is the only reason Xu Yichen can come up with.

He didn't know how special he was in those eyes. It was possible that the souls of other people were emitting green light in the eyes of the evil god, while he was golden, with a few big words painted with white paint on it: This person is a time traveler.

It is also possible that in the eyes of the evil god, his soul is just a little special. Compared with the game of Destruction of the World, the evil gods are just a little interested.

When the smoke disappeared, Xu Yichen slowly stood up. At his feet, a magma rock had formed where the magma pool was once formed.

The blood left by the Minotaur monster turned all the solidified magma rocks into blood-red, and the flesh and blood tissue that originally belonged to Count Modric was completely corroded.

According to Viscount Amos, in recent years, Modric and several high-level nobles have been continuously sacrificing slave lives here, which has allowed the already exhausted ore veins to continue and maintain this high output.

From now on, Fengxi Castle will probably never be able to regain its former glory. Neither the population nor the reserves of the ore will be enough to support its rise again.

"Sir?" A voice came from the tunnel in the distance, and he seemed to be afraid to get close. He shouted from afar: "Is it you? Sir?"

"Come here, it's over." The Demon Hunter said to the survivor in the tunnel: "Take me a rope again!"

If you didn't go down and check it carefully, Xu Yichen still couldn't rest assured.

After the three extraordinary people were not threatened by chaos, they still had strong movements. They avoided getting lost by relying on the sound relay. They took three minutes to find a exhaust tunnel used by miners to store tools, and found a twenty-meter-long safety rope from it.

"Are you sure it's safe?" Ed stood two meters away from the cliff and asked the Demon Hunter: "Why wait a little longer and wait until these disgusting things disappear before going down?"

Several extraordinary people stood at a safe distance and refused to take a step forward no matter what. They remembered the bearded man's mutation without any warning before.

"It's just ordinary rotten meat. You should have gotten used to it during this period. You'll endure it." The demon hunter tied the rope to his waist, leaving the other end to several extraordinary people to hold it up: "I have to go down and see if there is any remaining 'thing'."

While speaking, a fishy yellow eye growing on the ceiling, like a ripe tomato, fell from the rotten eye shank, smashed to the ground, and smashed to pieces.

This thing happened to land at Ed's feet, splashing half of his legs.

Ed shivered, not sure if he was shocked by the eyeball or the "thing" mentioned by Cyris.

The flesh and blood tissue that has lost the power of the plague is not threatening to the extraordinary, but it is indeed a huge stimulus in terms of senses.

And this is the place Modric chose as his "core". Various strange-shaped flesh and blood tissues grew along the rock walls and the top of the cave.

Hundreds of eyes are densely packed together, like grapes, one is a bunch of them, and are now falling off and disintegrating together with the mother who gave birth to them.

This is almost the most unbearable waiting environment that a smart creature can imagine, and Ed and his team have to persevere to the end in this bloody storm.

"If I could fight out of this broken city alive, I would definitely go to the beach to find a sunny beach, and find another, no, a few sweet and lovely girls to spend the rest of my life." The youngest extraordinary person stood at the end of the team, and they didn't know that the undead outside had returned to death: "Let the nobles all go to see the hell, I will not believe them any more."

"Then you're waiting for one day to wake up and find yourself tied to a shelf, surrounded by a large circle of green skins with saliva." The extraordinary man standing in the middle smiled bitterly: "Without the protection of the city wall, you can't even sleep peacefully. Those green skins are much stronger than the undead. What about you, Ed, what are your plans?"

"Me?" Ed Williams looked around and said, "I plan to go back to my teacher and continue my exemplary path so that such a tragedy will not happen again."

While several extraordinary people were relaxing their pressure on each other, the Demon Hunter once again returned to the bottom of the cliff and stepped on the blood-red magma rock.
Chapter completed!