Chapter 832 Misri Ruins

The sound of shattering exploded around Lin Yi. It was the sound of the shield disintegrating under the impact of the explosion, just like fragile glass turning into powder under heavy pressure.

In the smoke, a residual image broke through the air like a ghost, and Ankol's pupils suddenly shrank.

The explosive cells that he was proud of were smashed into pieces on the translucent energy membrane around Lin Yi.

The pale yellow shield fragments fell like a group of crystal butterflies, reflecting the firelight and the glory of death.

This moment of delay was enough for Lin Yi.

The rose sword edge was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, piercing Ankol's hastily raised arm, and the muffled sound of the sword blade entering the flesh was mixed with the sound of bone cracking.

Looking at the blood flowing down his arm, Ankol gritted his teeth to freeze the wound, and ice crystal-like veins grew from the wound, spreading rapidly along Ankol's forearm.

"Let go!" Ankol roared and swung his arms, and the muscle fibers made a crisp sound like the strings breaking under the overloaded exercise.

Lin Yi stepped accurately on the depression of Ankol's shoulder blade, and with the reaction force, the blade pushed forward another half an inch, and the cold edge pierced into the flesh and blood, bringing tearing pain.

Taking advantage of the power of Ankol's swing, Lin Yi jumped up, flipped in the air, raised his leg and kicked Ankol in the face.

Ankol couldn't dodge in time, and the kick hit his nose. The sound of bone breaking was clearly audible, and warm blood gushed out immediately, staining his vision red.

Ankol's body leaned back uncontrollably, but his left hand turned in the opposite direction at this time in a way that violated the human body structure.

His palm suddenly cracked, and a 30-centimeter bone spur shot out like a venomous snake, heading straight for Lin Yi's face.

Several bone spurs brushed Lin Yi's cheek and flew past, leaving a blood mark, and then penetrated the wall behind him, and gravel splashed.

Looking at the attack coming in front of him, Lin Yi could only let go of the hilt and retreated quickly. His chest was still rubbed by Anker's bone spur, and a burning pain came over him.

The black and white rose sword stuck on Anker's arm trembled slightly, and Anker wanted to grab the hilt of the black and white rose to pull it out.

The moment he touched the hilt, his left hand bounced back as if he had been electrocuted, and a sharp numbness came from the palm of his hand, as if countless tiny needles were piercing under the skin.

"This sword... is weird!" Anker was shocked, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

He mobilized the power of the ancient gods in his body, and the rich energy wrapped around his left hand, trying to forcibly pull out the sword.

But the black and white rose sword was like taking root, motionless.

Not only that, the sword body also exuded a strange power, which was constantly eroding his arm. His muscles gradually became numb, and even the power of the ancient gods could not completely resist this erosion.

At the same time, Lin Yi adjusted his body shape, exerted force on his feet, and rushed towards Ankol like an arrow.

Seeing this, Ankol whispered an obscure spell, and the air around him instantly became freezing cold.

Countless tiny ice spikes condensed out of thin air and shot towards Lin Yi like a rainstorm.

Lin Yi raised his hand and waved it, and a layer of translucent energy shield unfolded in front of him. The ice spikes hit the shield, making dense "ding ding" sounds, but could not break through at all.

Lin Yi's speed did not slow down at all. In a blink of an eye, he approached Ankol, clenched his right fist, and smashed at the opponent with terrifying force.

Ankol's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly condensed a thick layer of ice in front of him, trying to block Lin Yi's attack.

When Lin Yi's fist came into contact with the ice layer, a huge impact force exploded, and the ice layer shattered instantly like fragile glass, and ice chips splashed everywhere, reflecting a dazzling light in the firelight.

The huge impact force instantly shattered the ice layer condensed by Anker. The strength of this ice layer was so strong that even a high-level contaminated body would need a lot of time to break it, but in front of Lin Yi, it was as vulnerable as paper.

Taking advantage of the gap between Lin Yi's old strength and his new strength, Anker suddenly jumped back to distance himself.

At the same time, his hands danced quickly at his side, and countless black silk threads emerged from his fingertips, interweaving in the air like poisonous snakes, instantly weaving into an airtight net, covering Lin Yi's head.

Just as the black silk thread tightened, dark soul silk also appeared in Lin Yi's hand, entangled with Anker's black silk thread.

The two strands of silk threads pulled each other in the air, making a harsh friction sound.

Anker's face changed slightly. He felt the powerful force coming from Lin Yi's dark soul silk, which actually suppressed his own black silk thread faintly.

Sensing that the situation was not good, Ankol gritted his teeth and increased the output of the power of the ancient gods. The black silk thread instantly became thicker, trying to suppress Lin Yi by force.

Feeling the change in the opponent's attack, Lin Yi stomped his feet at this time, and the ground under his feet cracked instantly. He pulled his hands back hard, and a terrifying force burst out.

Under the pull of this force, Ankol's figure staggered forward a few steps involuntarily, and the offensive of the black silk thread was instantly disintegrated.

Taking this opportunity, Lin Yi grabbed with his backhand, and the black and white rose stuck on Ankol's arm was pulled out violently.

The moment the sword blade broke free from the shackles, it made a crisp sword sound, and the slashing trajectory drew a perfect crescent in the air.

The black silk threads broke under this sword light, turning into black powder and dissipating in the air.

Lin Yi paused, leaving only a residual image in the air.

The next moment, the tip of the black and white rose pointed directly at Ankol's left shoulder, and the speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch.

Seeing the direction of Lin Yi's attack, Anker's pupils suddenly contracted, and a panicked look appeared on his face for the first time.

The left shoulder may not matter to others, but for him, it is a vital area of ​​life and death.

He never expected that Lin Yi could find his fatal weakness in such a short time.

Anker hurriedly condensed the power of the ancient gods and condensed a thick black shield in front of him.

With a muffled sound, the tip of the black and white rose pierced the black shield. The powerful impact made Anker's arm numb, and cracks appeared on the surface of the shield.

Lin Yi shook his wrist, and the sword blade went up, and the sharp sword light tore the shield completely like cutting tofu.

With a "click", the shield finally couldn't bear the weight and turned into countless black fragments and dissipated in the air.

The tip of the black and white rose continued to move forward without hindrance, and instantly sank into Anker's left shoulder.

The moment the sword blade pierced into the flesh, Anker's body trembled violently, and a muffled groan came out of his mouth.

He tried to hold the sword with his right hand and pull out the long sword inserted into his left shoulder, but after hitting the vital point, his strength was rapidly draining.

"How... do you know..."

Lin Yi saw this and kicked Ankol's abdomen fiercely.

This kick was so powerful that Ankol's body instantly bent into a shrimp shape, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, splashing on the sword of the black and white rose, slowly flowing down along the sharp blade, dripping on the ground, making a slight "tick-tick" sound.

Lin Yi ignored Ankol's miserable condition, and the black and white rose in his hand suddenly pulled out, and the blade was pulled out from Ankol's left shoulder, bringing out a puff of blood mist.

Ankol's body trembled violently, and blood gushed out of the wound again, and he almost fainted.

Lin Yi raised his sword and fell, and the sound of the sword blade cutting through flesh and blood was clearly audible. Ankol's body was instantly cut into a "human stick", and blood gushed from the broken limbs, staining the ground red.

"Tell me, how did you follow me?"

Lin Yi stepped on Ankol's chest with just enough force to suppress his struggle, but not to kill him immediately.

Ankol's face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, mixed with blood, making him look particularly embarrassed.

He opened his mouth, but could only make a series of painful whimpers.

After a long while, Ankol barely took a breath and said intermittently: "It's... it's a map... when you left the camp, our people tampered with the map... there are special marks in it... can sense your location..."

Lin Yi was stunned when he heard this, obviously he didn't expect that the map that Teresa brought to him was actually added.

It seems that when collecting things in the future, you must check them carefully, otherwise you will be cheated like today without knowing it.

"Do you know about the ruins of Misri?" Lin Yi used force on his feet to wake up Ankol who was about to fall into a coma.

Ankol's lips trembled, and his voice was hoarse and weak: "If you tell me... will you let me go?"

Lin Yi's eyes did not fluctuate at all, and he said lightly: "If you tell me, I can give you a quick death."

Ankol's eyes flashed with a trace of struggle. Finally, under the severe pain and the desire to die quickly, he gritted his teeth and said intermittently: "The ruins of Misri... It is said that the secret of the church's reversal of the pollution state is hidden inside. But the specific location... Only the archbishop knows. I... I just heard some rumors... I heard that the ruins are surrounded by dangers, and those who rashly intrude... will not survive."

Lin Yi frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied with this vague answer, "That's all? Are you sure you didn't hide it?"

Ankol smiled bitterly, "Really... That's all. I've said everything I know... The ruins of Misri are extremely important to the church. Even I... I haven't been in. The method of entering... Only the archbishop and the leader know."

After speaking, Ankol let out a long breath, as if he had unloaded the last burden.

In this apocalyptic continent, he no longer knew what the meaning of living was.

His eyes gradually blurred, and his voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible: "I've said everything I should say. Let's do it..."

From the moment he was born, the roar of the polluted body filled his eardrums, and the smell of blood and decay filled the air.

If a soldier on the battlefield had not noticed him crying loudly in a pool of blood, he would have become food for the polluted body, and there would not be even a trace of his existence left.

Even if he was brought back to the territory, Ankol's fate did not change.

He was born with the characteristics of the polluted body, which made him an alien in the eyes of everyone, a "monster" who could not integrate into the group.

Every time he went to the welfare home to get food, it became the beginning of his nightmare.

A group of children would always surround him, throw stones at him, and call him a "monster bastard".

Their laughter was sharp and piercing. Once a child shot him in the forehead with a slingshot, and blood flowed down his cheeks, staining his clothes red.

But the children laughed even more happily, as if his pain was their greatest pleasure.

Anker did not dare to resist, so he could only run away with his head in his hands, hide in the dark alleys, curl up in the corner, and lick his wounds alone.

But the malice in life is not limited to children, adults are also full of disgust and rejection towards him.

When he went to the store to buy things, the boss would deliberately raise the price and throw the goods heavily in front of him, with disgust written on his face.

Once, Ankol accidentally bumped into a passerby, who pushed him viciously, spitted at him, and cursed: "Get away, monster!"

When he was a teenager, Ankol was exhausted physically and mentally, wandering the streets like a zombie.

The future seemed like a dark abyss to him, and he could not see any hope.

Just then, the people of the church found him.

They wore black robes and had gentle but weird smiles on their faces.

They told Ankol that his difference was not a defect, but a symbol of being chosen by the Lord of Pollution.

In the church, he could find his own value and belonging, and even gain unprecedented power.

Ankol listened to these words, his eyes full of doubt and confusion.

The malice he had suffered for a long time made him dare not easily believe this sudden "goodwill".

He was full of vigilance, but there was a faint desire - a desire to be accepted, a desire to no longer be lonely.

The people of the church seemed to see through his mind and did not give up.

They took Ankol to find those who had bullied him.

It was a dark and damp abandoned warehouse, with a musty and bloody smell in the air.

The child who had led the bullying of Ankol was tied to a pillar, his face full of fear and despair.

He saw Ankol and the church members coming in, his body trembling violently, and he made an indistinct plea for mercy.

The church members had strange smiles on their faces, holding various sharp instruments in their hands, and began to attack the man.

The sharp instruments pierced into the flesh, and the blood flowed down the pillars, staining the ground red.

The other party's screams echoed in the warehouse, which was creepy.

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"Look, this is the person who hurt you, and now they pay the price for what they did." The church members said to Ankol in a bewitching tone, their voices were low and cold, like the whispers of a devil.

Ankol stood aside, his body trembling slightly.

The images of being bullied kept flashing through his mind - those taunts, those stones, those sharp insults.

Ankol's heart was filled with complex emotions, with a hint of revenge and being shocked by the bloody scene in front of him.

Afterwards, the church took Ankol to the store that always raised his prices at will.

The owner was a middle-aged man with a face full of flesh. He had looked at Ankol with contempt countless times and threw the goods heavily in front of him, as if he was not even qualified to touch the goods.

This time, the church people did not say a word.

They poured flammable materials in every corner of the store with expressionless faces, and then lit torches.

The flames rose instantly, and the raging fire engulfed the entire store. The flames licked the wooden structure, making a "crackling" sound.

Thick smoke rose up, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

Ankol stood not far away, looking at the burning store, with mixed feelings in his heart.

The light of the flames reflected on his face, flickering.

The injustice and humiliation he had suffered seemed to gradually dissipate with the fire at this moment.

A complex emotion surged in his heart, with both the pleasure of revenge and an unspeakable emptiness.

The church people walked up to him, and their voices were low and bewitching: "See? This is power. As long as you join us, no one will dare to bully you again. You will become a strong man and make everyone afraid of you."

Ankol lowered his head and looked at his hands, as if he could feel the power hidden in his blood.

A cold light gradually ignited in his eyes, and the weakness and pain he had once suffered were deeply buried by him.

He nodded and replied: "Okay."

From that moment on, Ankol was completely "conquered" by the Church of the Lord of Pollution.

He believed that only in the church could he truly get rid of the shadow of the past and gain strength and respect.

He became a sharp blade in the hands of the church, carrying out various dangerous tasks, and also became the ace bishop of the church.

Lin Yi glanced at Ankol, who was determined to die, and pierced Ankol's left shoulder with a sword. The blade precisely crushed the special organs in his body.

Ankol's body trembled violently, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and the strength of his struggle disappeared, and finally he collapsed to the ground completely.

[You killed Bishop Ankol and obtained 3.7% of the source of the world, and now you have 57.7% of the source of the world. ]

[You get an epic treasure chest (2%). ]

After dealing with the group of followers of the church, Lin Yi took out the map he had obtained before from his arms.

He carefully looked at the surface of the map, and then mobilized the power of the abyss in his body and slowly injected it into the map.

The power of the abyss wandered in every corner of the map, eroding every trace of energy fluctuation in it.

Soon, Lin Yi found a very hidden mark in the lower right corner of the map.

The energy fluctuation of this mark was very weak. If he hadn't known there was a problem in advance, he might not have noticed it at all.

After confirming the location of the mark, Lin Yi swallowed the mark with the power of the abyss.

Without this tracking mark, it would be difficult for the Church of the Lord of Pollution to find Lin Yi again.

When Lin Yi returned to the outpost, he found that the room he was staying in had been blown to pieces, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder and burnt air.

There was no other way, so Lin Yi could only go back to the jeep and take a nap.

Although the interior of the car was simple, it was at least safe.

Lin Yi leaned back in the seat, closed his eyes, and took a short rest.

Three hours later, Lin Yi started the vehicle, the engine made a low roar, and the jeep slowly drove out of the outpost and headed towards the Misri ruins.

The jeep bumped forward on the rugged road, and the wheels rolled over gravel and mud, making a creaking sound.

The fog around seemed to have life, constantly flowing in Lin Yi's sight, sometimes condensing into strange shapes, and sometimes spreading into a hazy white curtain.

After leaving the forest, Lin Yi came to an area similar to hills.

The fog here was a little thinner, but the air was filled with an indescribable strange atmosphere.

At this moment, a faint singing voice came.

The singing was sometimes clear and sometimes vague, with a kind of soul-stirring magic that made people want to get closer involuntarily.

[Hint: The hunter's soul strength is higher than 50 points, and he is immune to the opponent's spiritual charm. ]

Lin Yi did not stay in this place for long. After being invaded by the ancient gods, many places in the Chikong Continent have undergone strange changes.

For example, this area was originally marked as a prosperous town on the map, but when Lin Yi drove here, he did not even see the shadow of the town. Instead, it was a barren hilly area and the creepy singing.

At the moment when the jeep ran over the road, the change suddenly occurred.

The flowers on both sides of the road suddenly began to move, and the petals slowly opened, revealing a distorted human face on the back.

The mouths of those human faces opened and closed, making ethereal and weird singing.

In the roots of these flowers, there are densely packed bones, some of which are polluted bodies, some are animals, and some are obviously local residents who once lived here.

Their bodies have long been decayed, leaving only white bones, which have become the nutrients of these strange creatures.

In this area, even polluted bodies rarely come back to wander here.

About twenty minutes later, Lin Yi felt the singing in his ears gradually disappear, and the fog around him became much thinner.

He looked back at the rearview mirror and found that the strange flowers had been left behind.

A week later, Lin Yi's jeep had been replaced by an armored vehicle.

The original jeep was cut in half by a monster hidden under the ground when it was halfway through the journey.

Lin Yi reacted very quickly and jumped out at the moment the vehicle was destroyed. He had to admit that the journey to the Misri ruins was more dangerous than he expected.

The most dangerous time was when Lin Yi was resting in a Gobi desert. Countless black flocs came from all directions like dark clouds and quickly wrapped the armored vehicle.

Fortunately, the interior space of the armored vehicle was sealed, and the flocs could not enter the car.

Lin Yi tried to drive away, but found that the engine had been blocked by the flocs.

After Lin Yi opened his perception, he found that the flocs were not dust or ordinary pollutants at all, but a tiny insect with sharp mouthparts.

They crowded together, constantly gnawing at the armored vehicle's shell, making a creepy sound.

Lin Yi controlled the dark surge mine to cover the surface of the armored vehicle, and then cleared the bugs that were gnawing at the armored vehicle's shell.

Not far away, the road ahead suddenly collapsed, forming a huge deep pit, and a huge meat ball slowly rose from the pit.

The surface of the meat ball was covered with distorted facial features, and the eyes, mouth, and nose were crowded together in a disorderly manner. The mouth that kept opening and closing made a disgusting whisper.

Countless thick tentacles stretched out from the meat ball, covered with sharp barbs, waving at the armored vehicle.

And this situation can be said to be commonplace on the road. Every few distances, a new monster will appear, which also torments Lin Yi.

Since leaving the Black River Forest, Lin Yi has not had a good rest.

"We're here." Lin Yi glanced at the small map and found that the small dot represented by the Misri ruins was not far from here.

Lin Yi got out of the car and did not choose to continue driving the armored vehicle forward.

The engine noise of the armored vehicle was too loud, and it was easy to be discovered when entering the Misri ruins.

He needed to stay hidden, after all, this area was obviously occupied by the people of the Church of the Lord of Pollution.

Lin Yi walked along a paved road. The wear marks on the slabs showed that this road was often used and maintained.

Otherwise, with the overgrown environment around, this road would have been submerged in weeds higher than the knees.

After confirming that there were people here, Lin Yi hid on both sides of the road.

Not long after, several figures in black robes appeared in Lin Yi's sight.

Their twisted limbs and alienated features were vaguely visible under their black robes.

Lin Yi recognized the identities of these people at a glance-members of the Church of the Lord of Pollution.

Members of the church usually have different degrees of physical mutations, and those who can appear here are obviously senior members with extremely serious alienation. (End of this chapter)