Chapter 597: Token

The dream body was shattered and couldn't even go back. In this 30-second battle, Ye Tingbai had used three backtrackings. Basically, the secondary personality would be seriously injured once every ten seconds.

You have to know that it was a secondary personality. His exquisite control and the extremely subtle control of the scene were beaten repeatedly, which only shows that their hard power is really poor.

This tentacle can leave a residual image when it swings together. It protects its core while attacking Ye Tingbai. It is too strong.

Suddenly, Ye Tingbai felt a strong will in the kingdom of God. This will wants to talk to him. Many times, believers are too emotional and do have this ability.

Ye Tingbai: "Hold on, I'll go back and take a look and come back."

There are not many people in his kingdom of God. If you want to talk to him at this time, there must be something wrong.

When Ye Tingbai returned to the kingdom of God, he saw several people gathered together. Yuan Wuming was kneeling on the ground with his hands clasped together and praying. The little monk put his hand on Yuan Wuming's head, obviously helping him to get in touch with Ye Tingbai.

Yuan Wuming was just a general believer of Ye Tingbai. He should not have been able to have any connection with Ye Tingbai, but with the help of the little monk, it was different.

Ye Tingbai: "What are you doing?

I'm almost beaten to death. Say what you want to say!"

Yuan Wuming: "It's the Well of the Dead. I forgot to say that the Well of the Dead not only has the ability to devour, but also releases the things swallowed. That thing must be devouring the things in the Well of the Dead.

Seal the Well of the Dead first, cover it with purple cloth, and you can move it!"

Ye Tingbai: "It's a dead horse as a living horse!"

Ye Tingbai, who returned to the battlefield, looked around to find the location of the research area. This base is made of square boxes spliced ​​together, which is easy to break, but those individual boxes are still solid.

Ye Tingbai: "Look for the research room 1, the Well of the Dead!"

Secondary personality: "Lower right, what are you looking for?"

Ye Tingbai threw a roll of purple cloth to the secondary personality, and then closed his eyes directly. Without divine arts, he could only rely on his imagination to create an extremely cold environment.

The secondary personality also knew everything from the memory shared by Ye Tingbai, and immediately found an opportunity to rush down. Although he was now covered in wounds, this would not affect his execution.

Ye Tingbai was not good at creating an extremely cold environment, but he could create dry ice, which was a very simple substance. Hail fell from the sky, all of which were large pieces of dry ice. These dry ice began to vaporize and shrink in the air, and it seemed to have little effect.

But Ye Tingbai's hailstones became more and more, as if there was no upper limit. After the dry ice vaporized, it was all carbon dioxide, which took away a lot of heat, and the activity of the tentacles also decreased.

This thing has been in the magma lake for so long, and it is more or less related to the magma. It is particularly sensitive to temperature. After the tentacles slowed down, the secondary personality rushed directly into the cubicles.

Ye Tingbai suddenly felt that he had found the trick. He not only made dry ice, but also began to directly interfere with the environment. He imagined the appearance of the divine art in the past, and he actually simulated the effect of the ice magic.

Ye Tingbai has always underestimated his priesthood.

Secondary personality: "I found it. Is this thing really effective?"

Ye Tingbai: "Who knows.

But the vitality of this thing is really too amazing. Even if it is the flesh and blood of the Outer God, it should be the source of no roots. But this thing has been wielded for so long, and it doesn't feel tired."

The dead well was thrown into the kingdom of God by Ye Tingbai. There was no immediate effect, but now the two of them are roughly familiar with the attack mode of this monster, and they are cooperating better and better. It is not impossible to continue to entangle like this.

Half an hour later

Ye Tingbai: "You know what, it's really useful. The speed is much slower, and the tentacles of this border have sunk under the lake."

Secondary personality: "Well, the vitality has obviously decreased. I will try again."

Ye Tingbai: "Wait, I'll get you some weapons."

"No, this one can still be used. It's better than an ordinary steel dagger."

The secondary personality took out a dagger that he hadn't used for a long time, but had kept. It was a pure black dagger, which was the one that Xiao Hei left to him after his death.

The secondary personality flew down with the dagger, just wanting to use the dagger to test the periphery twice, but the tentacles seemed to be frightened and quickly sank under the lake, and the blood pool that was protected by the tentacles was also exposed.

Ye Tingbai also flew down with a lot of question marks on his head. This thing is really a bit strange. It is afraid of a dagger?

"If I had known that it was afraid of this dagger, I wouldn't have wasted so much time, but is this dagger so strong?"

Secondary personality: "It's a token."

Ye Tingbai: "Token? A token between the monster?"

If this dagger is strong enough, it can be explained that it is afraid, but this dagger is really not that strong, but it is special enough. Like the dagger sent by the outer god, it has never been directly controlled.

And this dagger is not that strong, but the tentacles are so afraid, it is indeed a bit like a token, this thing can represent an identity.

After the tentacles fell back to the bottom of the lake, the blood pool was completely exposed, but the blood in the blood pool was almost gone, it seemed that the blood was indeed the energy source of the tentacles.

There were still a lot of undigested bone residues under the blood pool, and there was also a layer of indigestible research staff cards.

Ye Tingbai: "Why?

Just because I came to investigate, all these researchers were killed?

Is the foundation so resistant to me? "

Sub-personality: "They don't treat you as a human being. Theoretically speaking, you are no different from pollution. They are both things that affect human society.

If nothing can check you, the Foundation will naturally be afraid. "

Ye Tingbai can understand the meaning of the sub-personality. If he were a human, he would probably have this idea. After all, the local gods are full of evil, and gods and humans are not the same kind of creatures.

Those who are not of my race must have different minds.

The diameter of the blood pool is about fifteen meters. If the corpses alone can be placed, hundreds of people can be placed. If all the blood in the blood pool before was made of human beings, this is not a small number.

Under the blood pool was a black-red meat ball fixed in a metal frame. Looking at the huge meat ball, Ye Tingbai began to swallow saliva non-stop. He actually wanted to eat that piece of meat.

The blood pool was like a pot without a bottom. The bottom was directly connected to the piece of flesh and blood, and at the bottom of the piece of flesh were the tendrils with obvious traces of splicing.

Ye Tingbai: "Is the so-called original liquid the plasma after melting these corpses?"

Sub-personality: "It must have a little bit of the power of an alien god, so I feel like this piece of meat may really have something to do with it."