"Okay. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Qin Ran said with a flat expression.

It's as if it's just a 'good morning' greeting, rather than a life event that should be well thought out.

However, Mary in front of her was extremely surprised.

With that expression of excitement and excitement, she hugged Qin Ran.

It's not the same as I remembered, but more enthusiastic.

"Great!"

James VIII muttered under his breath.

There is a sense of relief that the final task has finally been completed.

Qin Ran looked at Mary and James, and the expressions of the two were completely in line with all the performances when they got the exciting news, and the expressions were extremely real.

Even, he couldn't tell the truth from the fake at all.

"If you don't have that feeling of being on top...... It's really the same as the real thing! ”

Qin Ran muttered to himself in a low voice.

He looked up, his gaze piercing the roof of the tent and seeing something in the void.

Mary, who was holding Qin Ran, and James VIII, who was whispering, stood still at this moment.

Their bodies were decaying rapidly.

Once again, he became the kind of deceased who was half dry and half skeleton.

The deceased Mary hugged Qin Ran with the power that could strangle the ox, and the deceased James VIII drew a rusty long sword and stabbed straight at Qin Ran.

But Qin Ran was indifferent.

It seems that you can't see everything in front of you.

……

Prairie people camp.

In the deepest tent, Herta, with a human body, half human face, half soul monster face, sat cross-legged on a delicate and gorgeous blanket, surrounded by a dozen statues of demons and gods, some with kind eyebrows, some with green fangs.

But whatever they were, the statues looked at the wood carvings on the low table in front of Hertha with wicked eyes.

The wood carvings are lifelike.

It is a Qin Ran who has shrunk countless times.

"You still want to resist?"

Hertha muttered to herself.

There was disdain in the tone.

Then, with a slight movement of his fingers, a muffled incantation sounded.

An awl made of bronze, the size of a dagger, with a slight hint of patina, was held in Herta's hand, and then stabbed fiercely towards Qin Ran's wood carving.

Burst!

The bronze awl was submerged from the wooden carved celestial spirit cover.

A stream of bright red blood spurted out from the seven orifices of the wood carving, splashing Hertha's hand.

Hertha shook her hand indifferently, and in an instant, a priceless blanket was permeated by scarlet.

Rising from the blanket, Hertha strode out of the tent.

"Troops!"

Hertha said to the herald, who had been waiting outside the tent.

Immediately the herald bowed down.

In a few moments, the whole camp was up and running, and one leader after another was gathered, with the strongest men of their tribe behind them, riding the fastest horses and holding the sharpest weapons.

Charge!

An overwhelming charge!

Hertha saw the Thunder Fortress shattered by a single blow.

He returned to his tent triumphantly.

It's a foregone conclusion!

The rest is nothing more than some necessary finishing touches.

And that's none of his business anymore.

Hertha believed that the tribal leaders would do better.

So, Hertha lay down.

Lay on the bloodstained blanket.

Hertha could feel the exhaustion of his mind, it was obviously just a shot at the snake faction, who would have thought that it would lead to 2567, the biggest obstacle to breaking through the Thunder Fortress.

However, this is good news for Hertha.

Even if it was a little hasty, his secret technique still had the effect it should have.

The strong man who was invincible to a thousand, and in reality, everyone could not ignore it, died directly in his own 'Soul Secret Realm'.

It's ridiculous.

At the thought of the other party's unbelievable face when he died, Hertha couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.

"I went through all kinds of life, and even saw my own children ascend to the throne, but in the end, I found that everything was illusory...... That taste, tsk! ”

"It's a pity that the preparation was too hasty, otherwise, I would have gained a stronger soul!"

Hertha, who was lying there, sneered in a low voice, full of pity.

With such a sigh, Hertha was ready to close her eyes and take a short break.

But the moment he closed his eyes, Hertha immediately opened his eyes again.

His gaze was on a dozen or so statues of demons and gods, large and small.

Some of these statues are the souls of strong men killed by him, and some are the evil gods born in all things, which are the source of his power.

There are twelve in total.

Hertha, who wipes these statues every day, will not be mistaken about this number.

But......

The moment he closed his eyes, there seemed to be an extra one.

“1、2、3…… 11？！ ”

Hertha counted the statues around her.

The result is 11, one less!

"This?!"

Hertha frowned, and subconsciously chanted the incantation, and the power of the eleven statues around him began to spread out, working with his mind.

Suddenly, a force appeared behind him.

Hertha turned around directly, and the statue that had not been seen before appeared on the low table.

Feeling the power of obedience within, Hertha breathed a sigh of relief.

Hertha raised her hand and picked up the statue.

Such oddities weren't uncommon for things involving souls, so much so that he would harden the spell every once in a while.

But there will still be a lot of trouble.

Fortunately, a little trouble doesn't hurt.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being a strong man with one enemy against a thousand, after using the 'Soul Secret Realm', my spell has been loosened, and I need to ...... tomorrow"

Hertha, who was thinking about tomorrow's impact reinforcement spell, suddenly thought of something, and he turned around with a slight stiffness.

The statue carved out of Qin Ran was gone.

If there had been an accident with the original statue, Hertha would have been able to guess what had happened, and the disappearance of a 'newborn' statue would have been enough to make Hertha feel like a great enemy.

Because, the danger of the soul, Herta knows better than anyone else.

Ignoring the exhaustion of the 'Soul Realm', Hertha once again unleashed his secret technique.

Suddenly, more than a dozen statues around came to life.

It's just that there seems to be one more in those statues.

It was the statue that belonged to Qin Ran.

But the aura is completely different from the real Qin Ran.

Arrogant!

When Hertha's eyes saw the statue, it suddenly grew in size, from the size of a palm to a life-size statue, and then continued to inflate like a balloon.

After a few breaths, a giant like a mountain looked down at Hertha.

His eyes are cold and haughty, and his breath is like that of a god.

Hertha, who was stared at, felt even more like an ant.

Hertha knew she had to get out of front of her as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, it will be too late.

But he felt that he was soft at the moment, his eyelids kept drooping, and he couldn't suppress his sleepiness.

"Can't sleep!"

"Can't sleep!"

Whew, Whew......

Hertha, who was still reminding herself one moment, let out a sleepy snoring sound the next.

'Lazy' yawned and stepped out of the shadows.

However, the gaze of its gaze at the surrounding statues exuded a dazzling essence.

There is not the slightest sloppiness in the sloppiness.

But right away it disguised everything.

Because......

'Arrogance'! (To be continued.) )