"call"

A strong wind suddenly blew up in the canyon, and millions of spine suspension bridges linked between the cliffs suddenly swayed up and down.

A strong wind blew past his face, and mixed with the rattling sounds of the suspension bridge, a toad's cry penetrated along Wang Changle's ear.

The sound of the toad was not loud, but it was extremely clear. Ever since it entered his mind, it had been echoing continuously, noisily and finely, causing his consciousness to become drowsy.

"snort"

As soon as Wang Changle used his willpower to resist the invasion of Toad Ming, Toad Ming was suddenly released, making him groan in shock and he had to use his mental strength to stabilize his emotions.

He had just regained consciousness, and when he raised his eyes again, he saw that the environment in front of him had changed drastically since he didn't know when.

The majestic canyon is filled with black and gray fog. The originally intricate spine suspension bridge is now strangely mixed together, and the outline of a suspended platform is constructed in the fog.

In the silence, millions of black shadows stood in front of the undulating cave.

It's just that Wang Changle, who was in the state of his soul body, could neither see the full picture of the spine platform nor the true form of those black shadows.

But with his Cthulhu knowledge and the strange shapes of those believers, he was able to guess that most of them were related to the Familia of the Ancient Gods.

However, what really made Wang Changle curious was not the shape or origin of these creatures, but the hundreds of black figures that could walk slowly along the spine suspension bridge towards the platform.

"These guys can obviously move freely, but they invaded the caves of other creatures without any choice. Even if they rushed off the suspension bridge immediately, they didn't take action against other shadows. It's really weird, unless..."

Wang Changle half-closed his eyes and murmured, but he soon figured out the key to this.

The toad cry just now should be a periodic test in the eyes of the believers by Sagutoya. Otherwise, it cannot be explained that these black shadows are so 'familiar' in their operations. Believers who pass the test are qualified to enter the Spine Platform.

And inside this spine platform, there are definitely benefits that far exceed those from invading other caves or killing creatures.

"Da~"

When he thought of this, Wang Changle's eyes lit up and he stepped onto the solid spine suspension bridge.

When the black and gray fog enveloped his whole body, he instantly felt the sluggishness of his body. It felt like he was stuck in the mud, and every step he took required ten times more energy.

At the same time, he also saw clearly what existed on the spine platform, and instantly understood why these black figures were so desperate.

The building at the center of the platform is a solemn and simple black stone temple with a door engraved with triple pupil marks. It exists between illusions.

The image of the ancient temple is the same as what Wang Changle encountered when he first contracted with Sagutoya.

After all, as a fanatic believer in Sagutoya, there is no benefit more valuable than worshiping the ancient god he believes in once.

Although Wang Changle is not a fanatic believer in Sagutoya, if he can face the ancient god once, it will be of great benefit to both the 'will of all living beings' and the 'Cthulhu knowledge'.

"quick"

Thinking like this, Wang Changle immediately quickened his pace. When he used his mental power to hold up the barrier, the feeling of sluggishness was immediately weakened a lot.

However, as he walked farther and farther on the Spine Suspension Bridge, the density of the covering fog continued to increase.

"laugh"

Just when he reached the second half of the Spine Suspension Bridge, the black mist passed over Wang Changle's body again, and he actually felt a stinging sensation of being invaded. The pain was not strong, but it would continue to accumulate.

It felt like being thrown into a frying pan and slowly being fried. Even if Wang Changle strengthened his mental barrier, he couldn't avoid it.

When he subconsciously looked at the other suspension bridges, he suddenly discovered that nearly half of the black shadows had fallen. The pain was too much to ignore.

"Bo"

Just when Wang Changle was afraid of this strange method and looked back, a sudden crisp sound burst out in his ears, which immediately made the accumulated pain disappear and gave him some enlightenment.

The stinging sensation exerted by the black mist should come from the soul attack. This attack cannot break one's soul defense initially, but it has the ability to continuously accumulate and will cause damage to the soul over time.

If he wants to worship the ancient gods without any damage, he must enter the ancient temple as soon as possible, otherwise he will definitely be injured.

"Buzz"

Thinking of this, Wang Changle's mental energy was fully activated, several layers of barriers were stacked in front of him, and his pace suddenly accelerated again.

Half an hour later, he was seriously exhausted and finally managed to reach the stone temple after his 'Nie Zran Defense' was exhausted.

"call"

When Wang Changle strode over the corpse of the two-headed snake man lying on the ground and held on to the huge stone door with one hand, the strong mark of the triple pupil on his forehead suddenly appeared.

The next moment, a wet and sticky breath suddenly poured out from inside the temple, and black mist floating in all directions instantly dissipated.

Wang Changle, who escaped from the 'mud', felt relaxed all over. He looked at the shadow still struggling in the black mist, sighed slightly, and immediately stepped into the stone temple.

The light and shadow in front of him changed. When he opened his eyes again, he immediately found that in the dark stone temple, there was still a huge head that exceeded his cognitive existence.

The difference is that this time, in the stone temple, there are more than a dozen creatures with tentacles or brown bones kneeling devoutly.

That indescribable existence was completely immersed in divine ennui. Wang Changle looked at the existence looming in the darkness without even raising his eyelids.

"Gu~gua~"

However, the toad's cry, which seemed to be absent but struck the soul directly, kept ringing in the ancient temple.

The craziness on the faces of the cultists who were kneeling on the ground became more ferocious as the toads screamed, and the changes in their bodies became faster.

"Bo"

Wang Changle relied on his strong willpower and control over dreams to avoid any discomfort.

Instead, I listened to the murmuring toad calls, and gradually translated them bit by bit into the Womi people, snake language, ancient divine language, and void language.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The more he translated, the more mentally drained Wang Changle became. The more micro-information gathered in his mind, the brighter his eyes became.

.....

City Z, deep underground.

After witnessing the death of Sikes with his own eyes, the furious Wang Dashen was like a mad dog that had lost its chain, destroying everything with brute force in order to find traces of Wang Changle.

In just half a day, with the peak dragon-level combat power, the underground space was turned upside down.

At this time, the headquarters of the Weird Association was already in ruins, and the vast underground space had also become the largest battlefield.

So much so that the various forces that were originally fighting each other in secret were all brought to light.

After fighting for most of the day, the combat power of all parties was lacking, and after being forced to gather on the bright side, they fell into a brief stalemate due to the intervention of the Evolution House and the Contractor.

At this time, the man who was smoking a dry cigarette at the back of the Hero Association camp looked at the black spirits gathering from all directions in the distance, and his face suddenly darkened.

"Mizaki, what did you say?"

"Hey, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. You have fought so hard to get to this point. Do you want to run away again?"

Mizusaki paused slightly as she held the two swords tightly. Having worked with her in several worlds, she could understand the subtext of the bitch man in front of her.

But looking at the Atomic Samurai and Banggu who were gradually recovering their combat power with the contribution of the Contractor's potion, and the black light that was always displaying POSS, she really didn't want to give up.

Although completing the kill with the assistance of plot characters would greatly reduce the income, she really didn't want to give up when facing the epic treasure chest that she still had a chance to obtain.

"If you ask me, it's better to take advantage of the hungry wolf and the tentacle monster to lure King Dash away. Make a big one and keep an eye on the gums or Pochi..."

"Huh, I think you are really crazy. Those are two BOSS-level tank tanks, not to mention they killed the dragon-level weirdo 'Half Wind', don't you think so, Peter."

Seeing the greedy white crow in Mizusaki's eyes, he exhaled a puff of white smoke and turned to look at Peter, who was holding a book and describing something with Aomine Daiki and Kagami Taiga with a sinister expression on his face.

He knew very well that what Mizusaki was most reluctant to part with was the Hero Medal. After all, derivative worlds that could produce double-sword master technique scrolls were too rare.

"Oh, actually I thought so too, but it was you two who killed the 'Blast', and my contribution didn't even amount to 1%."

Peter closed the book, and the pupils under the frame changed instantly. The moment he opened his mouth, a warm spiritual power emitted in an instant, as if he had changed into a different person.

He looked in a certain direction of the Weird Association and nodded, sighing helplessly, then took out a hero medal with his backhand.

"However, I also agree with what you said, Brother White Crow, that BOSS-level tanks are really troublesome. How about... let's try the weirdo 'Wandering Emperor'."

"You're crazier than her. That's a Dragon Peak weirdo. According to the paradise level, he's equivalent to the mid-sixth level!"

"The Wandering Emperor has only one strength. As long as Mr. White Crow can temporarily 'steal' some of his abilities, this medal will be yours. That's okay."

"Ahem, um, I think..."

"Boom"

Just as Mizusaki moved to receive the medal, a shocking explosion suddenly erupted, instantly attracting the attention of all parties.

I saw the bloody hungry wolf kicking Wang Dashe in the cheek and rushing out of the collapsed mountain, followed by the tentacled monster whose body was burned and nearly half damaged.

"Buzz"

"boom"

When King Orochi fell to the ground and shook up the sand and rocks in the sky, Vulcan Taiga and Aomine Daiki rushed out almost at the same time.

When the two of them were killed by hungry wolves in an instant, a long-awaited battle began.

As soon as Mizusaki summoned the Frost Giant, a series of attacks from all directions broke out, and the three parties fought together again.

At the same time, Meyer, who was hiding in the secrets of the Weird Association, also swam out of the darkness and approached Peter's direction.

.....

"Huhu~"

[Tip: Your mental strength is temporarily 5, lasting 1 hour.]
To be continued...