"You are much more reckless than I thought!"

Hathaway's nervous expression just now faded instantly. She looked at Marvin, who turned into a golden griffin, paused, and finally said:

"But, it's also braver than I thought."

Whoosh!

The transformation of the golden-feathered griffin was lifted, and Ma Wen instantly completed the change of human form.

In his hand, he was still holding the green heart.

At this moment, the entire space began to tremble wildly.

All those who entered the "door" were torn to pieces, and the hall began to collapse.

The roar from the depths of the darkness became louder and louder.

But in Marvin's opinion, the roar gradually turned from the anger and desire at the beginning to the horror!

"I grabbed his heart."

Marvin said easily: "Didn't you say that if you don't kill him, no one can leave?"

Hathaway nodded, then said seriously: "That's for ordinary people. As for me and you, I have another way."

Ma Wen shrugged.

Although he might have guessed this result, he still didn't want to miss the chance to kill the clone of the God of the Wilderness.

According to Hathaway's previous description, Marvin can basically judge that the current God of Wilderness is almost the most vulnerable situation.

The existence he had become accustomed to, and this force helped him to bind too many legendary powerful men.

Once he loses this power, he is still the clone of the powerful God of the Wilderness, but the meaning is different.

At least he has lost the law of the gods and is just a powerful legendary monster.

This means he may be killed.

Marvin sensitively listened to the pulsing sound of his heart at the moment of being trapped in the siege, which was exactly the same as the information Hathaway told him before. The source of the sound was the heart of the clone.

As long as this thing can be captured, the clone of the God of Wilderness will never make any tricks.

So he took decisive action.

Of course, an ordinary body cannot withstand the siege of so many death-death vines.

However, the golden-feathered griffin can be different.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Several cold lights flashed by, and the green heart was cut into pieces by the green leaves!

A large amount of green juice gushed out wildly, and a huge wail came from the depths of the darkness.

The edge of the space began to turn from darkness to light, and the hall began to collapse, but the ceiling after the collapse revealed a bloody sky!

Everyone was shocked and felt the changes around them.

In the end, their eyes were all gathered on the heart of Marvin's hands.

A heavy breathing sound took one sound.

In the end, when the last stone pillar supporting the hall collapsed, the entire temple was completely destroyed.

Of course, this level of disaster will not pose any threat to these legendary powerful people at all.

Once the clone of the God of Wilderness dies, this space will be reintegrated into the eastern part of the Bloody Wilderness Holy Light City.

They were standing on a ruin at this time, looking at the snow-capped mountains in the north and south from afar.

It took a long time before cheers came from the ruins!

"You saved everyone."

A clear voice came from behind Ma Wen.

"You are a hero."

Ma Wen's heart moved and he turned around in an instant.

Standing behind him was the demigod Minsk who he had been searching for for a long time!

...

The incident in the Wilderness Hall is not over yet. But for most legendary powerful men who are forced to come here, the nightmare is temporarily over.

The legendary powerful men who survived eventually failed to surpass thirty.

This includes the strong men trapped in the wilderness halls over the years, including Minsk himself.

According to him, he was called by a natural breath and then he accidentally entered the wilderness hall.

Before entering that space, he didn't even know that such a crisis was lurking there.

This is actually a huge conspiracy. Lich Bandel is naturally the mastermind of the incident. For so many years, he has been controlling the wilderness palace. He carefully selected the powerful legendary powerful man as sacrifices bit by bit.

Everything before was paved the way for today's explosion.

Fortunately, Minsk was still alert and immediately disguised his identity as soon as something was wrong.

He even temporarily stripped away the power of nature and gave up his ability to communicate with others, so he was able to hide the truth and was trapped on the ceiling as an ordinary legendary strongman, endured the accumulation of green vines to absorb their vitality over time.

Fortunately, although he is just a demigod, he is at least a child of the ancient god, and his vitality is so long that he can persist until now.

Although it seemed a bit inconsistent at this time, Marvin quickly completed his mission and told Minsk everything he knew about the Migratory Bird Parliament and the Ancient Natural God in one breath.

After listening to Marvin's narrative, Minsk was not very anxious.

"It is indeed a very terrible thing to wither the power of nature, but I believe my father. He just fell into a deep sleep and did not fall."

Minsk pondered: "And compared with the terrifying incident that is about to be born in the Bloody Wasteland, it is better to push it back."

Marvin widened his eyes: "Do you want to participate in the follow-up event?"

Minsk smiled and looked at Marvin and Hathaway: "I'm sorry I heard a lot."

"So many people present will appreciate you because you saved their lives, but they will definitely leave this ghost place immediately and they will not participate in the next phase of the incident."

"And you don't seem to want to leave just like that. I've heard the legend of Anzedi. Is this the saying that Anzedi is coming to ask for debt?"

Hathaway snorted coldly, and she seemed to be very vigilant about this demigod.

"I won't leave now anyway."

Minsk continued to smile: "Over there, my friend will go to the nearby city to lay out the news about the possible resurrection of the God of the Wilderness. Although I don't know if it makes sense to do so, after all, the original intention of the Bloody Wilderness is to kill the land, but it would be a good thing if it could save some people's lives."

"And I, I will follow you to Fernan. But now, we have to stop the Lich's crazy plan."

Hathaway said calmly: "I am not interested in the Lich plan, I just want to get my own things back."

Minsk nodded and turned to Marvin:

"And you?"

Ma Wen looked at the lines of information flashing on the data panel, and finally held the green leaves in his hand tightly:

"Bandel captured my friend and I must save her."

"And...he shouldn't have treated a little girl like that."

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Ma Wen's eyes.

Although both sides only fought side by side once, Paladin Griffin gave him a good impression.

There are always some people who can be sure that they are the kind of man they can trust after just a short relationship.

The believer of the God of Truth is obviously the best among them.

He said he didn't want to take revenge. Marvin must be deceiving himself.

What's more, Isabel is still in the hands of that bastard.

"Very good. It looks like we've reached an agreement."

Minsk pondered: "I will try to communicate with all the creatures nearby and see where that dirty bone frame has gone."

"No."

To his expectations, Marvin waved his hand and pointed to the southwest and said:

"He must be there."

...

In the dark forest in the south of the city of Holy Light, three people marched high.

Needless to say, Marvin naturally became very fast after restoring the legendary law; Minsk, as the son of the ancient god of nature, was born an outstanding character among rangers. He was extremely familiar with the forest, even the forest polluted by magic could not stop him from being light and comparable to the elves.

As for Hathaway, her way of moving forward was weird, and she seemed to be using a spell.

Her body leaned forward slightly, floating in the air without any movement, and was traveling high in the forest.

"I thought witches would ride brooms."
To be continued...