A statue of a samurai dozens of meters high, covered in heavy armor and holding a huge sword in his hand, stands in the ruins, his eyes are deep and mysterious.

It's just that now the place they guarded has been completely turned into a ruin, history has buried all traces under the moss, only those tall stone buildings have withstood the erosion of time and stubbornly preserved.

Now only the surface is damaged and parasitic moss, silently pouring out the vicissitudes of their experience.

Dressed in black armor, the little bird was following behind a Lord of the Holy Dragon City, his eyes constantly looking around, trying to find the building where the statue of the god existed.

She was a little puzzled, with the strength of these Holy Dragon City Lords, couldn't she still find an altar?

Why do you have to take them, is there any restriction in this, you have to be involved in it, the contract monks, to do it?

Although he had doubts in his heart, the little bird did not ask too much, but kept looking carefully.

Because of the blessings he has received from the Holy Dragon City, the little bird has been trying to find a way to repay it, and now is a good opportunity.

Although he was forced to sign a slave contract by the Holy Dragon City, the little bird did not hate the Holy Dragon City because of this, because the two sides were in a hostile state at that time, and they were already very merciful if they did not kill them.

Not to mention that during this period of time, they have earned a large amount of gold coins from the Holy Dragon City.

Little Bird never imagined that he would be able to make so much money, enough for himself and his family to spend the rest of their lives richly!

It is precisely because of this kind of reason that the bird is now very attentive to his work, and that attitude can be seen as long as there is nothing wrong with his eyes.

The Lord of the Holy Dragon City, who followed the bird and actually acted as a guard, was very satisfied with her performance.

This is a woman, tall and hot, with a pretty and heroic appearance, although she is much older than Xiaonia, but her charming charm cannot be concealed.

In fact, after the cultivation has reached a certain level, the years have not been able to leave too many traces on the monk's body.

She held a slender colorful war knife in her hand, and slowly followed the bird with her slender legs wrapped in black combat boots.

"Girl, what's your name?"

The female lord looked at the bird and asked casually with a smile on her face.

"If you go back to your predecessors, my name is Little Bird."

Xiao Bird heard the question of the Holy Dragon City Lord beside him, and immediately replied respectfully.

"Little bird, you don't have to be too nervous, you just need to get rid of your feelings and go find the altar!"

The female lord reminded and pointed to places where nothing was present.

The little bird nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then boldly asked, "Senior, why do you want us to look for it, is this altar only we can see?" ”

The female lord nodded and explained softly, "You're right, this altar is very special, except for you indigenous monks with special bloodlines, outsiders can't perceive it at all.

But the owner of this altar is not kind to us.

So once you find the abnormality, you must notify me as soon as possible, if you don't have time to notify me, you must also work hard to persevere, and be sure to wait until we rescue! ”

The bird nodded inexplicably, indicating that she would do so, and she realized that the search would not be easy.

Maybe in the process of searching, there will be dangers that will come and you need to deal with them yourself.

A trace of vigilance rose in his heart, and the little bird subconsciously clenched the war knife in his hand and began to look around vigilantly.

A trace of mist, I don't know when it rose, kept drifting around the ruins.

As the search deepened, the fog grew thicker and thicker, emitting a foul smell that seemed to be rotting and stinking of corpses.

Xiao Bird's expression became nervous, and he subconsciously looked at the Lord of Holy Dragon City behind him, only to find that the other party didn't know when he disappeared!

The little bird was shocked, and hurriedly searched around, but could not find the other party's figure at all.

Suppressing the panic in his heart, the bird raised his left arm and clicked on an option on the computer screen.

This is a location distress signal, and as long as it is received by other companions, it will immediately rush to her current location.

After the signal was released, the bird took a deep breath and continued deeper into the mist.

The altar has not been found, her mission is not complete, and she must continue to explore.

Even if there may be danger ahead, she can't back down, without the adventurous spirit of forgetting her life, success will always be one step away from her!

"Click, click!"

As he walked, the bird suddenly realized that he could hear footsteps.

Looking down in amazement, she found that the ground under her feet was covered with broken white bones, which had already decayed.

The sound of footsteps is the sound made when stepping on the white bones and breaking.

This sea of white bones was endless, and the original yellow-green moss plain was completely covered by a miserable white color.

And in the midst of this miserable whiteness, a pitch-black altar suddenly appeared in the bird's eyes, making her heart suddenly tighten.

This strange altar is probably the target that the Holy Dragon City is looking for!

Thinking of this, the little bird immediately cheered up and took a closer look at the altar.

The altar in front of me is made of black stone throughout, and it is full of strange reliefs, exuding a hideous aura.

If you look closely, you will find traces of dried blood, condensing on the surface of the altar, which looks shocking!

A huge idol stood on the altar, exuding a filthy and evil aura, and at his feet crawled countless filthy creatures, looking at the birds with murderous eyes.

The shuddering bird, looking carefully at the appearance of the idol, suddenly had a name in his mind.

Dark and unknown demon god, Namira!

He reigned over the ancient darkness, and there are countless dark spirits who hate to be redeemed.

Could it be that the altar I found was related to this legendary deity?

As soon as he thought of this, the little bird found that in the sea of bones, there were immediately a series of evil and resentful translucent spirits, which were slowly condensing.

With greedy and disgusted eyes, they looked at the bird viciously, grinning their beaks to an incredible degree, and rushed towards the bird.

At the same time, the idol's gaze was also on the bird, full of disgust and disdain.

Facing the surging dark spirits, the little bird gritted his teeth, inserted the war knife into the scabbard, and quickly took out the rifle behind him.

Although he had never used this weapon before, after learning from the video, the bird was able to use it with ease.

Neatly opening the gun safe, the bird pulled out a magazine from his waist, which was a special bullet specifically for spirits!

With a gentle pull of the trigger, a barrage of bullets whistled out of the muzzle of the gun, heading straight for the spirits, quickly sinking into their bodies.

Those dark spirits screamed, and their whole bodies immediately burst into flames, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into ashes!

Seeing that the effect of this bullet was so amazing, the bird's mood stabilized a lot, and he began to concentrate on aiming and shooting.

With the help of the firearm's built-in aiming aid, the bird almost misses a shot, and blasts the dark spirits that rush towards him one by one!

However, compared to the large number of dark spirits, this small casualty was nothing at all.

They let out a roar and quickly rushed over the short distance, encircling the birds!