Ye Ge didn't know when he had woken up, and he couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation on his scalp when he felt the infiltration of the Great Pope in the Blood Robe.

Although the blood-robed Pope's face was blurred, Nightsong could still see the cold gaze that peeked through behind the mist, and felt creepy about it.

I want to run!

Nightsong desperately wanted to flee the scene, every cell in her body screaming.

However, an indescribable force bound him in place and could not move, and the evil and slippery breath climbed up Ye Ge's shoulders like a tongue, and the cold wetness spread along the way, and Ye Ge's whole body trembled slightly, but it was always difficult to move.

The Great Pope raised his hand and pointed at it, and the night song instantly had a suffocating texture, as if there was an invisible big hand that tightly bound him, and all his ability to move his body was cut off.

Involuntarily, Yege was dragged out with a panicked look on her face, suspended in the air.

Dragged out with her was a stone-bladed troll at the pinnacle of the Transcendent Rank, its skin festering and covered with a series of miserable green spots, as if it had been infected with a terrible epidemic.

However, trolls are creatures with extremely strong survivability, and like sword fighters, they have a talent for the closer they get to death, the stronger the burst of combat they can be.

Super Brain Calculation Results: The victory rate of Night Song against Stoneblade Trolls in the seriously injured state is in the range of 20%~25%;

Stoneblade Trolls can have a maximum win rate of 80%.

Under the accumulation of extremely serious injuries, the gap between the transcendent and the legendary can be overturned!

Cangye really chose to watch coldly, except for himself, the life and death of others can be measured by value. Judging from the current situation, it is clear that Night Song has no value in continuing to survive.

It seems like it's all over.

Falling heavily on the altar, Nightsong coughed up blood in her mouth, and looked up blankly as she watched the troll approach, its hideous face covered in virus spots disgusting.

Yege couldn't help but show a look of despair.

Well?

Cangye's expression moved, just now, one of his nerves was dialed, which was the channel responsible for receiving the transmission of information from the [Sixth Sense Sprout].

This time, the warning level is far stronger than that of the black goat cubs, and it is also a crisis that can easily put itself into death!

That's—

It's dark.

The night eyes looked into the distance, and from the far north, there was a light flickering.

Brilliant lasers surround the sky, spreading from the north, beautiful and dreamy, colorful and gorgeous.

The light, as wonderful as it is, is a deadly threat.

The hazy brilliance faintly outlines a huge graceful body. Starlight, under the night sky, a pair of bright starry eyes quietly opened, with calm and light blue, and cast their eyes on the blood-robed Great Pope.

As if sensing the threat of the same level, the Blood-robed Great Pope couldn't help but take a few steps back, and a page suddenly appeared in his hand, and the withered yellow pages seemed to tell the long history of the ancient book.

A long-lost excitement suddenly appeared in Cangye's heart.

The Necronomicon is a fragment of the Necronomicon that should be part of the Ritual of Corpse Food, and it should be more useful than the one in your own hands.

If I guessed correctly, the appearance of the black goat cub is related to the fragment of the "Corpse Food Ritual Ceremony".

"Powerful witch, this is the territory of the Corpse Food Sect, please leave!"

A hoarse voice came out of the blood-robed pope's mouth, and the pages of the book in his hand erupted with an evil aura, and the scattered chaotic colors evolved into gray clouds, covering the gaze of the starry pupils.

The sense of crisis in Cangye's heart climbed to the highest, and he swung his knife and slashed open a corner of Roshan and escaped.

His physical strength had already recovered most of it, and if it weren't for the fact that the black goat cub and the blood-robed pope would have taken action, Cangye would have left long ago.

There was a loud bang behind him.

Heaven and earth were like a torn canvas at this moment, whether it was the earth, mountains, gray clouds or starlight, all torn apart, the witch's phantom floated in the air, and a mysterious voice like a starry night came out of the witch's mouth:

"You shouldn't be there, at least not now!"

Behind the witch, a brilliant star map was gradually outlined, and the seven stars were connected together like spoons, and the starlight condensed into bundles, powerful enough to tear the earth.

The Pope roared, countless ghouls were thrown into the sky, and all of them were included in the blood robes, and the projection structure of pure energy finally had flesh and blood to rely on at this moment, and the combat power had approached that of the demigods.

The earth-shattering battle behind him seems to have nothing to do with the night, and now he just wants to escape from this place by any means.

"Boy, you're on the wrong track."

Suddenly, a weak voice sounded in Cangye's mind out of thin air.

"Lord Anna, are you still alive?"

Night's expression remained unchanged, not surprising, but after countless rounds of battles, the legendary Anna Torrell was still able to save his life, and the illusionist's survivability seemed to be beyond his calculations.

The model for the transcendent profession needs to be re-analyzed.

"Lao Tzu can't die yet!"

Anna snorted coldly, as if dissatisfied with the night's failure to save her.

However, the relationship between the two is not so good, and Cangye's choice is understandable, but it is not happy after all, and for Cangye who is so cold-blooded to the extreme, all people who are calculated by extreme rationality, Anna is not disgusted, but she will definitely not be with this kind of person.

Psychic magicians possess a variety of mysterious abilities, among which the [Transcendent Realm] that can travel through the energy world with the body of matter is comparable to the [Spiritual Realm Shuttle].

At present, the night can only hear Anna's voice, but cannot sense its exact location, which is also the result of Anna's deliberate actions.

The two of them are getting farther and farther away from the battlefield, but the crisis that haunts the sixth sense in the night always lingers.

"Boy, be careful! It's not over yet! ”

Anna also transmitted the voice, as a psychic magician, he is not inferior to the [Sixth Sense Sprout] of the night in terms of premonition ability.

Instantaneous –

The space rippled, and black ripples suddenly appeared, as if a tight iron bowl enveloped the night and Anna, who had always been hidden in the energy realm.

The sense of crisis completely exploded to the strongest point at this moment.

Night's gaze looked at the spatial vortex that spread out.

Here it comes!

Out of the whirlpool are the black goat cubs.

Night's hand reached into the storage bag and seized the fragment of the [Necronomicon] in his control, ready to attack at any moment.

……

At the end of the battle, the blood-robed Pope let out an unwilling roar, the figure slowly dissipated, the fragments of the corpse food ritual fell from the air, and an inexplicable wind blew, rolling the pages into the distance.

The witch from the starry sky looked at it calmly, and the Book of Dead Dead was not a treasure in the eyes of countless powerful beings who knew the secrets, but a disaster that brought calamity.

"The sea of fate is no longer calm, and I can't see the future anymore."

The witch sighed, and her hazy body became more and more transparent under the night sky.