The vast grassland.

The wolves began to move in the dark night, and other night creatures also emerged. A faint ghost fire appeared in the distance, which was a ghost awakened by the energy of the dead. Around a valley, more than ten ghost fires were suspended in the air. There had been a very fierce battle here, and today you can still see weathered bones and broken swords. The ghost fire surrounds the place where the living is wandering unconsciously. This is the forbidden area for the living, and even the fierce ogres will stay away from this land.

The wizard wearing a black cloak gradually approached, and the two poisonous spiders had turned into carrion.

This spider triggered by mana can only exist for half a day. They aging very quickly. When the power of the spell is exhausted, it is when they die. The wizard leaned over and took away the spider's poison sac, poured some powder on it, and soon turned into a piece of blood. He took out a dark red stone and then walked into the valley surrounded by ghost fire. The wandering undead ignored his existence and allowed him to enter it.

The valley is covered with weeds and many broken buildings, which have been very weathered.

But you can still vaguely see the once magnificent magnificent marble columns with a diameter of one meter can be seen everywhere. These broken marble columns support a palace and eventually turn into ruins in battle. Balls of shadows emerge, and they turn into hazy figures without bodies, surrounding the wizards who dare to enter here.

“SUA…AIG…”

The wizard sings strange syllables in his mouth, not the language of any race, but more like some special secret language.

Some powerful and knowledgeable existences will create languages ​​and words that belong only to their own. If he does not teach others, others will need to spend a lot of effort to understand the meaning of these languages ​​and words. A bunch of shadows gradually retreated, and they retreated under stone pillars and gradually disappeared on them. A blurred crack could be seen vaguely, as if some kind of human creature was tied to the stone pillars and burned, and then traces of ashes left behind.

In the center of the valley is an altar with a diameter of dozens of meters.

The round interior has cracked, and some strange plants have grown tenaciously from the cracks. There are six rings of intertwined marks on the altar, and the nearby marble pillars have been broken, and there are many traces left after the violent explosion around. The only good-preserved altar on the entire altar is only a very severely weathered and has a blurred face. The statue can be vaguely seen as a woman, with one arm broken, but the body still retains the characteristics of a woman, such as long hair reaching the buttocks, broken but clearly huddled rooms, slender and straight legs, and some traces that look like snakes entangled.

The wizard gently took off his cloak, revealing his sharp ears, dark skin, and slender figure stood in front of the altar and slowly fell down.

Without the cover of the cloak, the wizard revealed his true face.

But it is a female dark elf.

She spoke a strange prayer, her hands staggered on her chest, and a strange echo came from around her prayer, and a little bit of strange light also appeared in the air.

A light flashed in the scarlet pupils, and the wizard slowly stood up.

She gently raised her hand and took off her robe, revealing her delicate body wearing thin clothes. She could vaguely see that she was wearing nothing inside, and her chest was vaguely raised and slapped slightly. But this was just the beginning. She pulled out a dark red snake-headed whip out of thin air, raised it in her hand and threw it out. With the crisp sound of "po", the snake-headed whip drew an arc and directly tugged on her back!

A depressing scream rang out.

The wizard's clothes shattered instantly, and clearly visible blood marks appeared on his back. The sharp barb of the snake's head whip slashed her skin. A trace of blood flowed along his back, and soon penetrated the clothes dripped on the altar along his back.

Shiver.

The wizard's body was trembling in place, and the pain made her face distorted. Only those creatures in the underground world knew how painful it would be to whip the snake's head whip on her body!

respite.

The wizard knelt on the ground and gasped for a long time before he recovered slightly.

Bang!

The clear whip sounded again, and the wizard suddenly raised the snake's head whip and whipped it on his back again.

Another blood mark appeared.

The bloody snake-headed whip fell to the ground, and the wizard was trembling. Two bloody whip marks on his back intertwined, and the position he was pulled was already bloody and blurred. As the pain penetrated into the bone marrow more and more, a trace of inexplicable comfort appeared on the wizard's twisted face, and a hint of pleasure appeared on her expression. When the strength of her body gradually recovered, she picked up the snake-headed whip and whipped it on her back without hesitation.

Slap sex!

The continuous thrusts sounded, and her back was completely bloody and there was no complete piece of skin.

But her expression became more and more strange. At the end, she actually trembled like a joyful pleasure. With drops of blood falling on the altar, a faint pink light began to emerge, and the blood flowed along the marks to the broken statue of the god in the center of the altar. The pink light enveloped here and finally gathered into a hazy figure.

It was a girl holding a snake-headed whip with a delicate body, her skin was grayish-white, with dark red tattoos on it, and the black hair that reached her hips drooped, extending from the position of her ankle to the base of her thighs. The shadows of the two poisonous snakes tangled up, and finally tangled together on her slender waist to form a belt.

A little divine light emerged!

The girl's figure manifested on the statue suddenly raised the snake's whip and fell on the wizard in an instant.

The depressing ** rang out.

The wizard's bloody back began to heal quickly, and the torn flesh regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, she made a joyful sound and knelt deeply on the ground.

"Go to the north!"

A divine voice echoed on the altar, and the girl held a snake's head whip and pointed it out of thin air. "The territory of the Snow Goddess of Ice and Snow. I can feel that she has awakened, and the cold winter is covering the earth."

"Her power is starting to get out of control."

"Finish her."

"Take her before me, and I will give you the reward you deserve!"

Accompanied by a little divine light, the figure of the girl in front of the statue gradually dissipated. The wizard slowly stood up. She reached out to pick up the robe and put it on, and then put on the cloak again. A faint light shone out from her scarlet pupils, which put away the snake-headed whip on the ground, and then turned around and walked outward toward the valley. The hazy shadow still lingers here, and a faint outline appears under the moonlight.

……………………

The sound of turbulent water flowing in front of us.

Sauron took back the scimitar that had been thorns all the way and walked to a stream to rest.

He first washed his face and then wiped off the blood on his body. Not only because he loved to clean himself, but more importantly, there are many creatures in the wild who are very sensitive to the smell of blood.

Sudden!

It seemed as if all the hairs on his body suddenly rose, he rolled in his place and held the scimitar in his hand, while looking at the stone above the stream.

A dark figure stared at it, and the pale brown pupils were very eye-catching in the darkness.

Black Panther?

Sauron saw clearly the creature that suddenly gave him a sense of danger. It was a cat like a cheetah, standing gracefully on a stone, with his eyes as if he was looking at him with humanity.

"No!" Sauron clenched the scimitar, looked around alertly, and said to himself: "Boncat?"

That's not a black panther.

Instead, it is a dark lynx, a very dangerous creature in the wild. Adult lynx can even hunt wild boars.

However, a normal bobcat will not grow to the size of a black panther. The one in front of you is obviously not an ordinary beast, and it may even be not a beast at all.

A strong figure fell across the stream. She was wearing strange clothes and painted with oil on her face. She couldn't see clearly under the night. She could only see her slightly pointed ears, which seemed to be a half-elf. The half-elf-like woman who suddenly appeared reached out and picked up the stream and drank a few sips. Then she frowned and looked at Soren. She reached out and waved to the bobcat above the stream, and then suddenly leaped and landed on a big tree more than ten meters away.

The bobcat's light and agile figure followed, and before leaving, he glanced at Sauron again.

"Advanced Druid?!"

Sauron kept watching the two leave, and there was no communication between the two sides, and could only judge that the direction the other party was going was exactly where he came.
Chapter completed!