Chapter 473: Evil spirit

"Moline."
"Moline."
"Moline? Olsen !!"
Moline sat cross-legged in the tent. Instead of sleeping, he was practicing meditation.
In a trance, Morin heard someone calling his name, and raised his eyebrows suddenly, Morin opened his eyes.
The tent is still the same as before, and the furnishings are the same as before, with no changes at all.
The same is true of the witchcraft circle he left in the void, nothing unusual.
Morin frowned slightly.
He looked around, then stood up, lifted the curtain of the tent, and looked out.
The outside is still the same as before, no changes, no abnormalities.
It's just quiet around, it looks extraordinarily quiet.
A faint mist wafted in the surrounding wilderness, making the surroundings seem to have an indescribable void.
With a move in Morin's heart, he exhaled, looked around again, and walked out.
nobody.
nobody.
nobody.
Morinsch exhibited witchcraft and performed witchcraft spells. As a result, witchcraft showed that there were no other people in the other tents.
The surroundings were really as quiet as death, as if all wizards, all existence disappeared at this time, only Mo Lin existed alone.
The look on Morin's face was calm, but his heart was alert at this time.
He walked slowly, and suddenly found that, unconsciously, the surrounding scenes had changed.
He was not in the camp where he was stationed, but in a huge plain.
The faint mist enveloped the sky, and the surroundings were endless. You seemed to be at the end of the world.
"It's really strange."
Morin's eyes narrowed slightly.
Suddenly, Morin felt extremely tired, and there was an unspeakable anxiety and daze, as if he had fallen into trouble.
"Death!"
Before waiting for the next change to happen, Morin sneered.
His palm stretched out, changed slightly, and made some weird witchcraft spell-casting gestures.
At his feet, a wave of flames suddenly flowed out, and the flame wave formed a wave of aura, like a tide, striking towards the surroundings.
In a blink of an eye, the surrounding air became distorted. In a trance, countless flames fluttered, and the waves of fire rose continuously here.
Here seems to have become a flame of God.
"seal!"
Two strange silver totems swirling slightly appeared in Morin's eyes. The totems shone through, and looked very strange.
As Morin read out the witchcraft spell, at his feet, a totem with a strange silver pattern appeared, and the silver light shone on the totem, looking mysterious and abnormal.
With a clatter, the silver totem rushed all around, and soon disappeared.
This is Morin's use of the Minai Totem to cast spells, as well as his current flame power.
There was a blur all around, and then there was a sharp tremor.
A burst of black gas erupted from the ground, and they kept gathering to form a strange figure.
Those silhouettes are only human in the upper body, with naked bodies and vaguely visible muscle contours, and the lower body is like a cloud of smoke, like a ghost, giving people an unspeakable strange and mysterious feeling.
A stream of black air floated out, and silhouettes of silhouettes formed there. The expressions on the faces of those silhouettes were distorted and painful, as if they were suffering an unbearable torture.
Morin looked at them, the look on his face was faint, with no change at all.
A more splendid totem rose from his feet and rushed out, causing the shadows to yell, and the body evaporated, turning into a ray of fine black smoke, and disappeared.
Changes on Monday and Thursday.
Morin found that he was not far away, just in front of the place where the people were stationed.
Mo Lin thought of the scene just now, and said a little at the corner of his mouth, and did not speak.
He walked towards the front and soon returned to his tent.
Morin sat down again, and then, with a rush of energy in his heart, he urged suddenly around.
There still seems to be no change in the surroundings, exactly the same as before, but in the midst of it, there was a huge roar, as if something suddenly broke apart at this time.
Morin only felt a slight sink in his mind, but soon he recovered.
"It's not good, it's bad, something happened, something happened!"
"God, god!"
There was a shout outside, and the frightened voices of the wizards and the warlocks kept ringing.
The expression on Morin's face was quite calm. He stood up, lifted the curtain of the tent, and walked outside.
The wizards were walking around, with anxiety on their faces, and they looked extremely hurried, and also terrified and frightened.
"What's wrong, what happened?" Morin asked a wizard and stopped.
"I don't know what's going on. After last night, many wizards died suddenly." The blocked wizard had a relationship with Moline. He heard the words and didn't mean to avoid Moline. Speaking, he said, "Some of them died peacefully, like they were killed in their sleep, while the other wizards' bodies became unkempt, and they kept exuding. It smells like it has turned into a year-old corpse. "
This is so?
Morin was a little surprised.
He stepped forward with the wizard and looked at the bodies towards the tent in front.
Those corpses that seemed to have been killed in their sleep were quiet, without any strange appearance, and the wizards still maintained the state they had before falling asleep, and their bodies were very energetic, as if they were just falling asleep, Other corpses are different.
"It feels really strange ..." Morin's eyes flashed with a cold light blue shimmer, he reached out and slammed the body gently.
With a crackling sound, the corpse shattered directly, and countless muscles turned into black charcoal particles and fell to the ground, with yellow bones exposed inside.
In the blink of an eye, the original body remained in front of him, but the corpse that showed corruption was completely exploded, and only the yellow bones crackled and fell to the ground.
Morin's hand froze suddenly.
His fingers were rubbing, feeling the breath on the corpse. At the same time, Morin was also letting the chip analyze the breath just collected.
"If I didn't respond just now, it is estimated that I will be killed in my sleep ..."
"It's some other bodies, like bones buried for thousands of years."
Mo Lin thought, puzzled.
When this happened, everyone felt very heavy, but they still stayed for a simple reason, because there is still the possibility to get psionic gems that increase their mental strength without side effects. They are reluctant to leave directly. of.
But the ensuing events caused a deep sinking in all of them.
After they obtained psionic gems during the day and continued to camp at night, the next day, many wizards died.
They died exactly the same as the wizards before, and this time, it was the first death method that seemed to be a thousand-year-old corpse.
Mo Lin was not disturbed in any way, as if he had been ignored by himself after he had broken the inexplicable attack, and was granted a waiver.
He also harvested a lot of psionic gems.
The wizard was embarrassed, but he didn't plan to leave like this, because there are psionic gems here, and the wizards couldn't even give up.
In the blink of an eye, it was night again.
This time, in order to prevent accidents, the wizards not only arranged a lot of witchcraft magic circles, but also carried out witchcraft connection and communication with each other. If there is any accident, other people will be in the first place. Came here in a while.
But the result is terrible.
The next day, more wizards died and more bodies turned into thousand-year-old bones.
"My God ..." Some of the witchcraft were pale and trembling all over the body, looking very scared.
"damn it!"
Some wizards clenched their fists and scolded secretly.
Before, many of the witchcraft and defenses they had set had no effect at all, and the wizards were killed unconsciously.
"I can't stay here, let's go, let's leave here!" Some wizards roared, looking very excited.
It was a second-level wizard, and it was inconspicuous among the many wizards on the scene. It was an optional type, but now, no one ignores his voice.
Yeah, go.
Must escape.
So many wizards have died, who knows whether the next wizard is dead, is he himself.
Just a little thought, everyone felt a scalp tingling.
This time, all the wizards gathered and walked towards the one in front.
All the wizards felt fear. They were afraid. Yes, in the face of unpredictable situations, no wizard was not afraid.
All of them gathered together and walked slowly towards the front.
They walked for a while and found that the surrounding area was still a wilderness, and there was still no change, which made the wizards wonder.
A lot of corpses appeared from time to time on the ground, and everyone was walking forward while collecting numerous psionic gems.
All around was dim, everything was vague.
The wizards gathered together and were undergoing repairs.
Sith found food out of the void pocket and was eating slowly. He was fat and bloated, and was Jamie's companion.
"Jami ..." Sith sighed and thought sad when thinking about Jamie's death.
In a trance, he seemed to hear something.
"what happened?"
Sith froze, and he stood up subconsciously, looking around.
Aside, in a slightly remote place, squatting alone.
The figure was wearing a black robe and looked like a wizard.
"Why is he alone, but come with us?" Sith was puzzled. At this time, he didn't think of other aspects.
"Go check it out."
Sith thought, striding forward and walking towards the wizard.
The dense fog was all around.
The shadow of the wizard squatting on the ground was looming, as if it were a phantom, and as if it was not true.
"Hey, who are you, how did you squat here?" Sith asked over.
The figure didn't answer, but his body shuddered abruptly, seeming to wince.
It wasn't until the Sith asked a few more words that the figure spoke tremblingly.
"I ... I'm hungry ... very hungry ..." The intermittent voice came from the black robe under the figure.
"Don't be afraid, if you are hungry, I can give you something to eat."
Sith felt that the voice of the figure was familiar, as if he had heard it a long time ago. He did not think too much at this time, but said so.
"Really ... really?" The figure was somewhat excited, and the black robe on his body shuddered. "Thank you ... Thank you ... Thank you ..."
"it's okay no problem."
Sith replied, feeling his voice more and more familiar.
Wait a minute, this voice.
Isn't this the voice of Jamie who has died? !
Sith breathed suddenly.
"Thank you."
"thank you."
The figure in front slowly raised his head.
With this movement of his, his face appeared immediately.
"Jamie!"
Sith suddenly lost his voice.
That figure is really Jamie, but Jamie's face is covered with dense holes at this time, and countless maggots are constantly drilling from his face ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Jamie His eyes were dim and dim, and he still had yellow pus.
With a muffled noise, Jamie's eyes burst open, yellow pus splashed, and fell directly on Sith's face.
"Thank you, Sith."
Jamie grinned.
With Jamie's movements, the muscles on his face covered with countless maggots kept falling, exposing the yellow and black bones inside. He looks very strange and horrible now.
With a cry, Jamie rushed up.
Sith felt the yellow pus that had splashed on his face, and saw Jamie's appearance now, completely frightened.
Suddenly, he felt a pain in his neck that seemed to tear his soul.
Sith suddenly widened his eyes.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh such an annebar !!!!!!"