Chapter 74 Entering the Island at Midnight

Sure enough, it was "teleported" here... What a luxury... Alger tensed up, and immediately relaxed, but the vigilance and vigilance in his heart were not the slightest bit less.

Seeing Gehrman Sparrow again, he found that although the opponent's characteristics hadn't changed from before, the indescribable aura of a strong man in every move became more profound and palpitating.

As expected of a crazy adventurer who could provoke demigod-level battles and escape smoothly... Alger's pride in becoming a Sequence 5 suddenly disappeared at this moment.

Holding a lantern, he walked over slowly, looked at Gehrman Sparrow, and said deliberately:

"The traces you left here may not disappear for hundreds of years or thousands of years."

He was confirming whether the collapse of the mountain was related to the opponent.

Klein glanced at the changed terrain, released his right hand holding the top hat on his head, and said with a gentle smile:

"The one who contributed the most is 'Sea King'."

Hey, he really created a battle of demigods that might destroy Bayam, and let the "Sea King" directly attack here... And in this case, he is still alive and "takes away" the "Blood King" Admiral" is simply unimaginable and unbelievable! Alger began to suspect that Gehrman Sparrow had a "1" level sealed item, which was equivalent to a demigod level item!

He didn't show his shock and astonishment, and he didn't dare to make more probes, so he asked instead:

"Are you planning to go to that primitive island now?"

"Of course." Klein replied calmly.

It's late at night, when Dwayne Dantès is sleeping, no one will disturb him, but in the daytime, he has to show up.

Of course, in order to guard against unexpected situations such as fires, Klein also summoned the "Magic Mirror" Arrods, making him keep an eye on the mirror illusion here, and respond when necessary.

That means the Church of Evernight's "dream treatment" for Mr. Rich Man is over, otherwise I will definitely have to postpone this action... Klein couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Alger examined himself, and found that he couldn't get any magical items in a short time, so he took out a black iron-colored ring with spike-like protrusions, and put it on his left thumb.

Enduring the convulsive headache, he nodded lightly and said:

"Pleasant cooperation."

Then, he saw Gehrman Sparrow walking over with no expression on his face, reaching out to grab his shoulder.

At this moment, Alger's first reaction was that the other party was about to attack him, and he instinctively wanted to dodge sideways, but he immediately remembered the previous guess, and in the flash of thoughts, he forcibly controlled his subconscious actions and let the crazy adventurer His palm fell to his left shoulder.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed that Gehrman Sparrow's left hand became transparent, as if carrying the reflection of the spirit world. Then, the blackness in front of his eyes became more intense, the red moon became more vivid, and various colors were distinct and layered on top of each other. Together.

Countless almost invisible figures retreated towards the "rear". With the help of Gehrman Sparrow, Alger quickly shuttled through the spirit world.

Creeping hunger... "Teleportation"... So it was like this... As soon as he had a similar thought, he saw his body plummeting, the surrounding colors receded, and everything returned to normal.

The beach...the reef...the trees...this is a deserted island...Alger looked around, and was about to speak, when the color blocks became thicker and layered again.

This time, when they left the spirit world, they were in mid-air, with the undulating deep blue sea below.

Although Alger had not cooperated with Gehrman Sparrow in actual combat, he, who had rich experience, immediately created a swirling gust of wind tacitly, keeping the two of them afloat.

As a result, "Travel" was activated again smoothly, and the figures of Alger and Gehrman Sparrow quickly faded, becoming transparent to invisible.

When the surrounding scene recovered again, the two of them had come to the edge of a giant island, and the mist was deposited in the midair, and the crimson moonlight could only penetrate a little. A little bloody meaning rhyme.

"It's here." Argel looked around and said.

Klein looked careless on the surface, but actually observed the environment very cautiously, and found that it was very quiet here, not to mention the chirping of birds, howling of wolves, and even the chirping of insects, giving people a feeling of dead silence.

As if guessing how he was feeling, Alger raised the lantern to illuminate the weedy, natural path ahead with many animal footprints, and said:

"If you come here during the day, it's quite lively, and you can even see some bird creatures that only exist in myths and legends flying in the middle of the forest.

"And at night, the 'power' that dominates this place seems to change, and many extraordinary species hide, waiting for dawn."

Mr. "The Hanged Man" has been here more than once, and at least once has the experience of day and night... Klein nodded silently, without saying anything.

Alger thought for two seconds, then pointed forward:

"We entered the Black Forest along this road, and kept going until we reached the ancient ruins of unknown age.

"On the way, we hunted and encountered extraordinary creatures that were capable of dealing with them. If we killed them alone, all the corresponding materials would go to the killer. If we completed them cooperatively, you would keep the harvest. When we leave here, we will take turns to select them. According to the specific contribution, adjust the priority and number of priority selection."

He didn't rush to act, but first explained the route and distribution plan clearly, so as to avoid disagreements and conflicts between the two parties in the exploration.

I will keep the harvest of the cooperative killing... Mister "The Hanged Man" is very sincere... Klein raised his right hand, pressed the half-height silk top hat, and said with a low smile:

"no problem."

Argel secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and continued:

"Our main purpose this time is to explore the ancient ruins. The harvest on the way is incidental. When the exploration is over, it is best to leave directly without going to other areas or taking other routes.

"As for the future, when you want to come and which area you want to go to, it's all your business, and it's up to you to decide."

Alger emphasized this matter because he was afraid of Gehrman Sparrow's greed. You must know that Extraordinary people are not perpetual motion machines, so they will definitely be exhausted. After exploring in such a circle, they must be close to the limit. If you still insist on going to other areas When hunting extraordinary creatures, I am afraid that the identities of the hunter and the prey will be directly reversed. Even if the crazy adventurer is very powerful and is not afraid of such dangers, if the spirituality is dry for a long time, it will induce signs of loss of control.

Do you think I don't think so? I'm also worried that you're too greedy, wanting to get more, going deep blindly... Klein laughed and said:

"I'm a polite person."

"Polite?" Alger didn't understand what Gehrman Sparrow wanted to express.

The corners of Klein's mouth were slightly upturned, and his expression was a bit gloomy in the darkness:

"It's impolite to stay too long when visiting someone's home for the first time."

...This guy's way of thinking and behavioral logic are completely different from normal people... As expected of a crazy adventurer... Alger was startled for a moment, then holding a lantern, he stepped forward in the swaying crimson and dim shadow:

"Let's go."

Klein lowered his hands naturally, walking beside Alger as if on a picnic.

The two quickly entered the black forest where there was almost no moonlight, and saw that the trees here were all thick and tall, with dense branches and leaves, even the smallest ones could not be embraced by one person.

What they have in common is that the bark is in the shape of obvious scales, densely spliced ​​piece by piece, as if it will come to life at any time, and will wriggle on the surface at any time.

Like a variant of the dragon tree, the snake scale tree? Klein withdrew his gaze, paying attention to the weeds around his feet that seemed to have no problem.

Neither he nor Alger spoke, and kept an unusually silent state. They didn't want to say something just because the surroundings were too quiet and there were people around them, to get rid of the embarrassment.

As they walked, with the help of the light from the lantern, the two saw the trees in front of them suddenly thinning out.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The dull crashing sound came from that area, and as Alger and Gehrman got closer, it became clearer and more obvious.

When the two of them entered the sparse area, the light of the lantern finally shone through, allowing them to see hunched or crouching figures.

There are humans, baboons, goats, and tigers in these figures. They are either holding stones or using minions, and they are constantly polishing the accumulated trees and rocks, as if they are building a palace.

Without the cover of dense branches and leaves, a little crimson moonlight that penetrated the deposited mist fell down and shrouded the surfaces of these figures, staining them with a faint blood color.

There are humans? Klein's eyes were fixed, and the five fingers of his left hand stretched out immediately, while Argel slowed down, allowing his vocal cords to vibrate at any time.

Suddenly, those figures seemed to have sensed something, and at the same time stopped the movements in their "hands", turned around in unison, and looked at the two outsiders.

Their faces were pale, or their fur withered, or their bodies festered, none of them seemed to be alive.

Dead bodies... Are there extraordinary creatures driving dead bodies to build palaces for themselves? Klein looked beyond them and looked farther away. He saw a dark cave slanting deep into the ground, surrounded by weeds and scattered with several white feathers stained with light butter.

Feathers... dead bodies... Klein suddenly thought of the by-product of the Spiritual Cult's Artificial Death Project, and of the aura infection that made him grow feathers.

The "Lord" in this area will not be weak... He calmly made a judgment.

At this moment, Alger, who had observed carefully for a while, hesitated for two seconds, and proposed:

"I haven't seen a similar situation before. I don't know the level of this extraordinary creature. How about bypassing it and choosing a more sure target?"

He intuitively thought that there was something extremely dangerous hidden in that dark cave.

Just waiting for you to say so! Klein, who maintained the character design of Gehrman Sparrow, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a sigh:

"Wouldn't that be impolite?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground suddenly trembled, as if some creature turned over underneath!

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