Such a desolate and miserable scene of the end can arouse some people's battlefield feelings.

But before the soul guards could soak up the fatigue after the battle and the joy of victory after the hard battle, the high cliff not far away was already full of swaying figures. Groups of corpse witch riders also rose from behind the cliff, flapping their wide flesh wings and rushing desperately here.

On a huge bat demon first, the corpse king boy had not yet arrived at the scene, but the loud voice had already taken the lead.

"You're dead...... You're dead! This altar has been in the master's favor for a long time, and it was broken by you...... You're dead! There are so many earth elements that the master has seen it, and he has to be angry! ”

The Soul Guard glanced at the Corpse King, ignoring the stubble. He was now soft-footed, and it was the moment when he needed to go back to rest, so he took out a piece of Hearthstone and ordered casually while activating it: "That boy, don't sell your mouth here!" Remember, the heart core inside this big guy is mine, go back and send it to me! ”

With that, the entire body had disappeared into the turbulent earth elemental torrent.

"Cut, what a pride! It's not that the master has piled up so many good things on you, you can drag it so much? If it were me, I would have beaten this plane a long time ago......" The Corpse King muttered dissatisfiedly, turned around and waved at the Corpse Witch Sky Rider behind him, "Hurry up!" At your rate, the earth elemental is gone! Hurry up...... Hurry up...... Hurry up and plug all the gaps...... You, just a few of you, go and extract all the liquid earth elements from the molten core giant's body......"

Under the continuous shouting of the corpse king, countless huge bats and demons fell on the scene with difficulty. One by one, the high-level corpse witches were urged by the corpse king like dogs, and they no longer regained the solemn arrogance of the past, and they were all trotting around, busy around the scene after the bloody battle.

More than a dozen high-level corpse witches, who had reached level 12, even began to cast spells together, using the power of the enchantment to seal off the former Raging Flame Canyon to prevent the further passage of these pure earth elements. Hordes of lickers also climbed the cliff wall, stepped on countless piles of rubble and rushed to the scene, and under the guidance of the corpse king, they worked hard to dig down from the side of the altar.

It seems that the molten giant came out of here, indicating that its lair is most likely deep underground. If you dig it out, you might find something good!

With the nearest nail removed, there are hardly any large forces or powerful individuals around the Chaos Lands that can threaten the Cemetery City. Next, the Cemetery City will attack in a big way, and begin to conquer all the demonic forces in the entire 43rd Layer Plane.

Once the wheels of war are in motion, they will not end until the entire plane has been conquered. This may be the first real foothold that the Graveyard forces have gained in the Abyss World.

……

On the 43rd floor of the Abyss World, in a secret room in the Mage Tower of the Land of Chaos.

The grand and gorgeous illusory magic circle was still running day and night, and the soft and bright passive light illuminated the vast hall, and also illuminated the puppet and soul box in the center of the hall. The arcane puppet possessed by Issa had been standing motionless in front of the soul box for 4 days and 4 nights, and his so-called real yàn had also been doing so for 4 days and 4 nights.

Everything in the hall was exactly the same as it was 4 days ago, even Isa's standing posture hadn't changed in the slightest, and perhaps the only thing that had changed was the two poor "real objects" in the soul box.

Compared with 4 days ago, whether it is a plane consciousness projection or an evil spirit, there has been a lot of change in form.

Evil spirits are spirit-like undead who do not have too high intelligence, and most of their activities follow instinct, and their control of their bodies seems to be very arbitrary. Most of the energy absorbed in the past 4 days has been used to expand the body and make his appearance more in line with some fragmentary memories in the depths of his soul.

The body is more than 3 times larger than it was 4 days ago, and since there are no ready-made corpses for it to attach to, the evil spirit still shows its original form, which is a vague humanoid form.

The area below the waist is still vaguely translucent, illusory, with occasional fluorescent evasions at the edges, and it is clearly in a state of continuous evolution. The upper limbs are a pair of withered arms soaked in a faint green light, and the front end is a dark claw. The position of the head was only a vague shadow, and a pair of eyes that flashed with a fierce red light could be seen, but the other facial features could not be seen clearly.

Since it was still in the intermittent period, the evil spirits who had eaten and drunk enough and had nothing to do were still persistently hitting the partition in the center of the soul box, threatening and threatening the guy on the other side, and swearing not to give up if they did not devour the other party.

On the other side, 4 days have passed, and there has been no obvious change in body size, but the change in appearance is very frightening.

At first glance, this is a large insect cocoon. The dark cyan skin, which is as solid and dense as rhinoceros leather, is densely packed with fumaroles that can be opened and closed at will, allowing it to freely sprint or stop at any angle. The most conspicuous is the huge mouthparts that occupy the entire front end, which are filled with formidable sharp teeth.

If Li Xun was here, he would definitely exclaim in shock. Is this still the projection of dimensional consciousness that I have ever seen? Is this still an illusory and formless spiritual being? This...... This has simply taken on the basic characteristics of a ferocious predator, and it is by no means an illusory existence anymore!

In addition to the morphological changes, the projection of dimensional consciousness has also slowly cultivated its own unique ideology. Although he was motionless and suspended in the soul box without any movement, some hidden parts of his body secretly opened his hidden eyes from time to time, silently emitting undetectable detection light, silently monitoring every move around him.

Whenever these detection rays hit the body of the evil spirit next door, they returned a series of feedback such as "delicious", "delicious", and "weak". And those detection rays that hit the iron head outside the soul box returned vague results such as "mysterious", "unknown", and "powerful".

The projection of dimensional consciousness is still changing its own mode of existence bit by bit, which is not only an adaptation to the environment, but also a preparation for future escape. However, it was a little hesitant to return to the main consciousness after escaping.

In the past, it was a process of water droplets merging into the sea, naturally, without any hesitation. But now, it really hesitates!

Ever since 7 hours ago, it hazy had a sense of self, and it felt like it was different. Who am I? This is a question that every hazy consciousness ponders when it sprouts, and vows not to give up until the answer is found. But it had little time to think about it now, because it was about to be time for battle.

The vast and silent magic hall has no reference for judging time at all, but since the germination of the self-consciousness, it is naturally able to perceive the passage of time and the overlap of space. Some inexplicable knowledge and skills, some fragments of the memory of a certain creature will also flood from the depths of its soul from time to time, as if there is an opening to another dimension, and there will always be something strange floating out.

If it were to follow its past instincts, it would never let go of such things that could bring it strength growth, and they would all be devoured and dissolved. But just when it wanted to do so, there was always an ethereal voice gently admonishing it. It should selectively absorb these things, extracting only those that coincide with or are close to its goals, and give up everything else, otherwise it will return to that chaotic and broken soul state.

Confusion?

Somehow, it's now unusually receptive to the word "chaos." As soon as I heard this, I naturally chose to believe this voice.

However, how to choose has become a new problem.

With its fledgling consciousness, despite the indescribably rich dimensional origin consciousness as a foundation, it still doesn't know how to do it. Therefore, it temporarily blocked out a lot of knowledge, and concentrated on absorbing and receiving a qiē related to combat and survival, and slowly and resolutely transforming itself with the energy that was devoured.

No matter what the future holds, what it needs most now is to survive!

When the time came, with the soft sound of two soul crystals falling into the soul box, a new battle began.

This time, the banshee floating out of the soul crystal were two beautiful girls with picturesque eyebrows and exquisite and gorgeous long dresses.

They had perfect female bodies, their dark green skin glowing with a faint sheen in the soft light, faintly with a hint of silver and a faint blue glow. Their faces are also the appearance of human girls, their graceful bodies are wearing all kinds of jewelry, and there is some arrogance in their indifferent expressions, but they are still too beautiful to look at......

The only thing that can identify them is the long gray-white hair that flutters on the back of the head, not only is there no wind to automatic, but the ends of the long hair are constantly a little fluorescent. Whenever they moved, they were like dragging a glittering star cloak behind them, brilliant and gorgeous.

The reptile transformed by the ugly projection of dimensional consciousness simply ignored the beauty of the banshee opposite, and certainly did not cast half a glance at the pair of round peaks that were squeezed on its chest. In its vision, there was a hideous and terrifying spirit undead in front of it, and the level was far more than the resentful spirits and banshees that had been devoured, and it was as high as level 14.

A level 14 Rice Sucking Green Banshee, if placed in the forces of the Undead Council, is enough to become a small lord of an undead territory. Even the resentful Banshee Livre, who had ruled almost all the spirit-like undead that Phantom had seen in the Council of the Dead, was only level 17.

But today, these two level 14 rice sucking green banshees, which can also be called unique in the land of chaos, have obviously become whetstones, and they have been secretly "deducted" by Issa, as the most important stepping stone for the entire work, dedicated to the great plane consciousness cultivation plan.

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