Mysterious Tribulation

"Taboo? But people prayed and held ceremonies before, and none of them encountered terrible things..."

Lilia looked at the withered bones of the blood witch and silently held the doll for death.

"Some kind of curse?"

The moon witch with smoky makeup picked up a cut of the blood witch's skeleton, and countless rich colors seemed to flash in her eyes.

"what!"

In the next moment, her eyes exploded one after another, as if she had seen something unimaginable and terrible.

"Here...Here remains Si Sui's power!"

The moon witch's eyes turned into a blood-stained black hole, and she barely stood up under the support of another witch.

She stretched out her hand and stroked her forehead gently, and on the forehead, a gap split open, revealing a vertical eye that turned steadily.

As for the original injury, it seems that he can no longer heal.

She picked up the crystal ball, a voice in her heart, and transmitted it to the hearts of all the witches: "Don't use the extraordinary abilities of'Red' and'Dark' and magical items!"

Among the members of the Bureau of Investigation, Fiona the "Night Witch" raised her mouth slightly, and there was a touch of darkness on her fingers, conveying the information to the members of the Bureau of Investigation.

Caslow stroked the ‘Falling Bell’ on his chest, and murmured in his heart: “I heard that Fiona had a relationship with the Sisters of Witches. It seems that she was originally one of the scheduled high-levels... Now it seems that it really is..."

"You must find the second level entrance to enter the depths of the cemetery... let's start."

Jacob sternly swept through the agents of the Bureau of Investigation, and took the lead into the dark red mist.

"Keep up!"

The rest of the organization and the Wild Extraordinary immediately followed.

For them, the mausoleum is undoubtedly full of dangers, and it is the best result to have the strongest open the way in front of them.

Aaron took Liliat and Clark, walking in the middle and back of the team.

"The lotus-eaters are the first to enter the fog. There must be some conspiracy... They are the first to discover here, and they must have the most clues..."

Clark murmured on the road.

‘Not only that, they seem to have brought in the remains of O’Clair...’

Aaron's eyes seemed to see through the mist, and he said in his heart: ‘Although from a mystical point of view, if this was once O’Clair’s tomb, his remains must be useful...but you think too much...’

The dark red fog seems to be able to swallow the light, even if you carry the lantern, you can barely see the items within a few meters.

The back figure in front gradually became blurred, like phantoms.

I don't know how long it has been, Liliat suddenly asked in a trembling voice: "Where are the others?"

"It should be there, but we can't see it, don't be afraid... Fearful emotions may also be the nourishment for some rituals."

Clark comforted, but his trembling palms seemed extremely restless.

Da da!

Da da!

The sound of footsteps became more and more harsh in the empty square.

Aaron suddenly asked, "Have you noticed... it seems that there is an extra footstep?"

Lilia almost screamed, and Clark's expression changed: "I seem to...hear the fourth footstep...Is it an Extraordinary with us?"

"Stop!"

Aaron used the power of the ‘light shepherd’ to raise his hand and summon a ray of light.

"No...you can't use extraordinary abilities at will, do you want to be like that witch?" Lilia exclaimed.

"Now it seems... nothing is wrong."

Aaron reassured him and manipulated the light to form a ball of light around the three of them.

The dark red mist seemed to dissipate a little, and countless mists could be seen surging, forming a twisted and wriggling-mist figure?

He is like a toddler, learning the pace of a few people and trying to walk without pinching.

"This...what the **** is this?"

Lilia screamed.

"It seems to be the condensation of mist, the manifestation of some kind of curse?"

Aaron calmly analyzed.

"It... it seems to be learning from us... what will it become once it is fully learned?"

Clark clenched a spell tightly: "Do you want to attack?"

"No... rashly attacking the fog will definitely inspire even more terrifying changes..." Aaron stared at the fuzzy human figure, and said solemnly: "Let's not move yet... observe the other party's reaction."

The three of them suddenly looked like statues, motionless.

And the fuzzy human figure formed by countless mists also stopped abruptly.

The air seemed to become dense at once, and the silent environment was inexplicably depressed.

‘It succeeded... the figure stopped moving... but... what should we do? ’

Lilia's eyes rolled, and a drop of sweat trickled down.

Time does not know how long it has passed, and another footstep sounded.

It seemed that the Extraordinary behind them finally approached.

At this time, the human figure also began to move, walking slowly past the three of them, and walking towards the source of the sound.

When passing by, Liliat could even clearly see the blurry and ever-changing face of the other party.

"what!"

Not long after, a scream came from behind, and there was the sound of water flowing.

"go!"

Clark roared, and the three immediately began to flee.

"Wait..." Aaron suddenly said, "If you say... if you stand still, you will be attacked, then will vigorous exercise inevitably lead to a curse?"

Lilia's extremely fast pace slowed down, almost falling straight to the ground.

"So?" Clark asked.

"So...we should try to minimize unnecessary movements...find a balance between movement and stillness...this is the key law to escape the curse of this place? Although it's just my guess..."

Aaron analyzed.

"Well...it makes sense!"

…

"This... this is not my lord's holy land!"

The lotus-eaters formed an association. At this time, there were more than 20 people, but only three or five people were left.

Speter turned into a bone monster, fighting fiercely, stepping on a dark red figure into nothingness with one foot.

But the more so, more and more human figures appeared around, surrounded by the lotus eater, causing them heavy losses.

Chicatello Maris tried many times to pray to the ‘Tibetan Skeleton Lord’, to perform rituals, and even to modify the ritual, and to directly sacrifice to the mist itself, without receiving the slightest response.

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"what!"

Another cultivator wearing a red lotus pattern on a black background was thrown on his body by the human-shaped mist. He screamed, his muscles dissolved in pieces, a lot of blood flowed down, and gathered on the ground like a stream. Flowing to the depths of the mist.

"This is a trap!"

Chicatello roared angrily: "Specially dealt with the traps of our lotus-eaters! Why... Why use the extraordinary abilities of'Red' and'Dark' here to suffer even more terrible curses!?"

Fortunately, although he couldn't cast spells, he could use his powerful physique to attack without much problem.

Otherwise, these two extraordinary combat powers are afraid to die directly in the fog!

At this moment, Chicatello's ears moved, and when he looked back, a grin appeared from his hideous protruding mouth: "People from the Bureau of Investigation have followed, let's meet them!"