Chapter 788: Evil Spirits From Another World (Update 1!)

In the deep land that is difficult for mortals to reach, the evil spirit Fried lives on the coffin it is attached to.

This is a dead place like the lower plane, where crazy and fatal deaths are stirring.

Here, in addition to evil spirits like Fried, there are all kinds of evil and weirdness that are difficult to see in the material world.

From a macro perspective, it is the land where the darkness and filth of this world are deposited.

Fried's evil consciousness can no longer remember how long it has been since it tasted fresh flesh and blood.

Evil spirits do not need to absorb material nutrients like living things to survive.

Their desire for flesh and blood is more to make up for and fill the bloodthirsty hunger that will never be satisfied in the surging crazy evil souls.

This is a common characteristic of life in the lower plane, and is also regarded by mortals as a curse of rebellion and refusal to die.

Not all evil spirits have relatively clear consciousness.

In this dead and dark land, any normal-minded creature will find it difficult to maintain rationality for a long time.

What's more, these are crazy things that have already been spurned by life.

Fried couldn't remember how many years after he became an evil spirit that he gradually gained intelligence.

Or maybe it wasn't intelligence:

It had the luck to devour the remains of some intelligent life.

From those broken and unsystematic souls, Fried gradually gave birth to the current dark soul.

Those broken memories of the bright world that were so far away from this dark land seemed to have no connection and effect on it at the moment.

And the fact is:

With such broken intelligence, Fried soon became the most powerful evil spirit in this dark area.

It devoured and expelled other evil spirits in this area, and enjoyed the unpredictable lost debris that fell from the material world alone.

And after becoming stronger and stronger, some new desires began to emerge in Fried's evil consciousness:

It began to yearn for the world full of light in the broken memories.

It was more in line with the cold desire of the evil spirit...

So, it began to trace and search constantly.

Hundreds of years ago, Fried resolutely chose to leave his territory.

In the process, Fried unexpectedly discovered that this cold and dead land was not as "desolate" as he had thought.

In the distant land outside the territory, Fried encountered some unexpected situations.

It began to understand the true operation of the world, and knew the vastness and diversity that could be called boundless.

The wonderfulness and brilliance contained in it made Fried feel retreated.

So, it returned to its territory.

Until today...

In deep sleep, Fried suddenly opened his eyes.

The flesh-and-blood life-like movements were the influence of those broken memories on it.

A call from another world?

Some vivid doubts emerged in Fried's cold eyes.

In the long years before this, it occasionally received some calls.

But Fried always refused.

It is not one of those evil spirits who have never seen the world, and knows that the bright land is not a fairy tale world of evil spirits full of cakes.

But this world...

Fried silently sensed the message transmitted from the call.

A weak world gradually awakening from a long sleep?

The past experiences surged in Fried's dark consciousness.

A great temptation, an irresistible desire, stirred in its cold soul.

It was like a mortal who had maintained multiple restraints in front of the gambling game, and once again faced a gambling game with greater temptation.

The winning rate of the cards was greater, and the winning profit was a huge profit that could change the fate...

Sensing the call that gradually became weaker with the passage of time, some urgency gradually emerged in Fried's dark consciousness.

It decided to gamble...

And in the remains of the mortal that had been devoured, those already gray memories surged:

"...Life is a gamble..."

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"Appear! The cruel evil spirit from another world!"

Aliobi's crazy call seemed so abrupt in this silent realm.

At this time, Aliobi had forgotten all his worries about the invisible light curtain and the border troops on the other side.

He had never felt the cold power that seemed to be bursting out like this before!

It seemed to indicate another completely different life, and it corresponded to the power that he had always been thinking about!

Under Aliobi's roar, the blood that should have dried up actually began to wriggle like a living thing.

A sense of horror, as if the cold scales of a cold-blooded animal had rubbed against his body surface, appeared in Aliobi's heart.

With an instinctive slight tremor and extreme excitement, Aliobi's body began to tremble.

He had even begun to think about how to get a more "suitable" material for the sacrifice after this.

Not all places in this world are in a sufficiently peaceful state.

In a land dominated by disasters brought about by human desires, everything has a price tag...

And the squirming blood gradually gathered on the ground, and it actually formed a hideous human face that exuded an indescribable murderous aura!

"I succeeded! Hahahaha..."

Seeing this, Alyobi couldn't help but laugh wildly.

He didn't have the habit of talking to himself.

But this sudden surge of ecstasy always needs some external expression to vent.

Because it often corresponds to more individuals' difficult or bitter memories.

Perhaps it is not so accurate to say: when a long period of "hardship" finally succeeds, the first thing that comes to mind may be more of those memories that once mustered up the courage but could not bear to look back...

And at this moment, Aliobi suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

He subconsciously lowered his head, and then saw the face of a person vividly appearing on his chest.

The next moment, Aliobi felt his consciousness gradually blurred.

Before he lost consciousness, Aliobi vaguely saw a strange oriental man running out from nowhere.

He looked at himself and seemed to be saying something.

Aliobi couldn't hear clearly, but he thought it was probably not a good thing...

"Fool! You recruit evil spirits, but you only learn to recruit but not control? Extraordinary self-destructing soldiers?"

Tong Bing, holding a newly purchased long sword that he had spent some time to "open" again, burst out from the bushes!

He rushed towards the twitching Aliobi, and cursed with the little ghost.

Under the humid light of the border jungle, Tong Bing's eyes did not show any fear or panic.

Wasn't it for this moment that he practiced swordsmanship?

The feeling of not finding a ghost in the world would not be more depressing than the feeling of being single for decades without finding the person you love.

"Die!"

Tong Bing shouted, and then slashed at Aliobi, who was probably not even a human in front of him!

On the other side, the witch returned to Liucheng...