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Su Qi sighed slightly, he understood now.
"No wonder the power of Paradise was affected. It turns out it was not because of a piece of clothing worn by a deity, but because of this huge ceremony."
The temple projection has disappeared.
Although the whole world is experiencing the final turmoil of the black fog vortex, it will at least not end up in destruction.
"what are you up to."
The yellow-robed priest looked at Su Qi who was walking around. At this moment, the projection of the temple had disappeared, and the power of the yellow robe no longer had the terrifying oppressive force, reaching a point where Su Qi could barely fight.
Suki: "I'll deal with the other monsters before the temporary card expires."
He disappeared very quickly.
Yellow robed priest: “????”
Why does it have a bad feeling? Maybe it won’t be able to get its things back!!!
And at this moment.
The tentacle man, who was moving with the ripples in the star map, looked at the countless chaos:
"Although it was delayed for unknown reasons, it is finally here."
"This time, I spent all my Spirit Mark coins, hoping that the last home could continue to survive."
"After all, the pollution is getting worse and worse, and various pollution monsters are emerging one after another. Although I don't know why the sequence 7 monsters are gathered in that dangerous area..."
"But we can attack our last homeland at any time."
The tentacle man was worried.
It knows better than anyone else the horror and lethality of the old city.
Therefore, it is strictly forbidden for anyone to enter that area.
And this time.
The tentacle man looked at the star map and finally saw that his own world was flickering in the chaos.
"arrive!"
A look of joy appeared on its face, and under waves of ritual, it was covered by the twisted ripples and slowly sent in.
I went out for a month by myself.
He finally returned to the home he had been thinking about day and night. Although this world was already covered in pollution and completely collapsed, he could still feel the warmth of home in his eyes. After all, the most important people to him and the organization he founded were all here.
And the next moment.
The tentacle man's body sank into the ripples and he finally entered this world.
"Ok?"
He was a little dazed because the familiar mist did not appear and the ripples just now seemed a bit rough, completely different from the previous feeling.
He opened his eyes slightly.
There were terrifying gales all over the sky, endless whirlpools of black fog, and large areas of cracks on the ground!
Everything is in tatters!
It's like the end of the world!
The joy on the tentacle man's face froze at this moment.
Chapter 190: End of the copy and anxiety
The tentacle man was pale and mad as he hurried on his way.
Even though he was the founder and manager of the best home, he was already in a state of confusion at this moment.
"Don't let anything happen to you."
"Ten million!"
It is difficult for a small person to survive. Even if he has such a weird organization, he can only survive in a state of lingering and struggling. In the city of chaos, he has seen too many terrifying forces and existences.
He placed all his hopes on himself and finally brought it back, but now it has become like this.
The tentacle man gritted his teeth and ran madly.
He is very fast, and his tentacles can be greatly extended to hook onto various trees and rocks and leap forward!
The tentacle man’s strength has already reached the peak of Sequence Eight, and he is only one step away from entering Sequence Seven. However, he cannot afford the various resources and Spirit Trace Coins required now. After all, he needs all the output of his homeland for a year.
For the survival of his last home, he had no choice but to give up ascending.
". All the damn polluted monsters around are gone. What on earth happened!" The tentacle man gritted his teeth and looked around. Along the way, he saw a lot of shattered ground, horrible cracks, and black fog vortexes in the sky that formed a depressing grayness.
Although he spent a large amount of Spirit Scar Coins and passed the ritual of the City of Chaos to be sent back to his own world, the point where he landed was still a long distance away from his final home.
The tentacle man could only rely on the compass in his hand to get closer to his last home.
At this moment.
The vortex of black fog in the sky began to calm down and the mist became thinner.
The tentacle man trembled slightly, paused, and looked into the distance at a city.
"here it is"
He was naturally very familiar with this place. It was the place where he once lived, and it was also the place that later became a dangerous area that could not be entered.
The tentacle man's heart tightened. What on earth was going on here?
Why is there no such terrifying aura as before? The surrounding mist ripples seem to have dissipated.
He walked cautiously towards the city.
The bloody smell in the air made the tentacle man's face change slightly. He became extremely solemn and ready for battle.
He had already seen quite a few corpses of disordered monsters and flying flesh and blood.
Something must have happened here, and judging from the extent of the destruction of this city, the power must be even greater than imagined. The black fog vortex is right at the center of it!
As we gradually approached the city.
The number of monster corpses is also increasing.
at last.
The tentacle man walked to the center of the street. He took a deep breath and carefully stuck his head out.
then
He saw a large crowd, densely packed, at least tens of thousands of people, happily putting the contaminated monsters on carts or carrying them on their backs, transporting them out one by one.
"."
The tentacle man was a little dazed. As the manager of the last home, he could naturally see at a glance that everything here was weird and they were all the weirdness of the last home.
Did they take this place down?
Hey!
How can it be!
He knew exactly how powerful his own people were, and this was where a large number of Sequence 7 monsters were active.
His figure flashed slightly and appeared at the edge of the deep pit.
The monsters were suddenly stunned. After looking at the figure of the tentacle man, they were shocked and hurriedly said respectfully: "Master Manager!"
"You're back!"
The tentacle man asked in a serious tone: "What is going on? Why are you here?"
A strange man said cautiously: "Someone in the Last House issued a task, asking everyone to come here and transport the corpses of these polluted monsters to their homes."
"Is it the Guardian?"
"No, it was a strange young man. He planned the route, planned the mission, and planned to build a new expansion area. And the guardians seemed to be following his instructions."
The monster told everything he saw and heard.
"Master Administrator, he also said that he would lead our last home to become bigger and stronger."
The tentacle man listened to this in a daze, and a question popped up in his mind: "?"
I've only been out for a month.
How come your house was robbed?
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"mortal."
The yellow-robed priest no longer had a body at this moment. His body was already being worn away, and only a trace of his spirit remained as he was dying. So he could only rely on Su Qi.
"Though I'm grateful that you not only disrupted the ritual at the last minute, but also saved my life."
"But the water in that divine object is too deep, you can't grasp it."
Su Qi looked at the ring on his finger:
"Master Priest, I know you are in a hurry, but please don't be anxious. You are only a weak spirit now, and you can't use this item now. I will keep it for the time being."
Yellow robed priest: “.”
"Besides, don't you still need my help?" Su Qi looked at the yellow-robed priest: "This is a good cooperation for both you and me."
The yellow-robed priest was silent. He could not see through the mortal in front of him. Not only could he concentrate the pollution in his body and mobilize the things of the gods, he also wanted to conduct a deep transaction with him. He had lived for so many years, but he seemed to be restrained everywhere and could not gain any advantage.
The cooperation they reached was also simple.
The yellow-robed priest wanted to return to the temple, repair his spirit, and recover.
And Suqi needs all kinds of information from it, including high-value items such as rituals.
The ceremony of the last home.
In the eyes of the yellow-robed priest, they were all garbage, garbage among garbage.
But even with such quality, the tentacle man still paid a huge price to obtain it.