Life, separation and death are so insignificant on this city wall that they cannot stir up any dust.
The seemingly touching scene between Yan Xing and Lan was not even looked at by the silver-armored guards. They all had frowns and gloomy expressions. They had something more disturbing.
"It's weird."
"Why is this repair so difficult? The loss of city slaves is far greater than before. If this continues..."
The leading silver-armored guard looked around, and all he saw were wailing and writhing city slaves. Less than one of them was intact, and among them was a half-grown child.
"Come here, kid, you all can get down too."
Yan Xing's eyes darkened when he heard the sound, and he didn't resist. He obediently took the golden talisman and patted it on his chest. In an instant, a layer of light film adhered to the surface of his skin.
'Is this the extraordinary power of this world? It's amazing! '
A warmth flows through the limbs and bones, and the mind suddenly feels at peace, and a great sense of security emerges, as if at this moment I am invulnerable to all poisons.
Yan Xing did not indulge too much in this magical power. He walked to the edge of the wall and looked at the scarlet mist close at hand.
Risk your life and survive!
To get out of the current predicament, according to Uncle Lan's plan, he had to walk into the fog no matter what today.
Without hesitation, Yan Xing bent his legs slightly and was about to jump.
call--
The wind and snow howled, and a vague and strange wave swept past. Yan Xing's figure suddenly froze, unable to move.
What! ?
Seeing that freedom was just ahead, something unexpected happened. Yan Xing's expression changed slightly. He had no time to think and glanced around with his eyes that could only move.
It wasn't just him who was frozen in place, the strong man beside him, those powerful silver-armored guards, and even the goose feather snowflakes falling from the sky were also frozen in mid-air.
Whoops! !
The flying snow rolled back, and the endless snowflakes gathered rapidly, as if they were squeezed into a staircase by a big hand in the void. The white snow staircase extended to the sky and the end of the line of sight.
Ta-ta...
There was a figure walking in the snow, and it only took a few seconds to go from blurry to clear, which was shockingly fast.
Four women in red dresses, their faces covered with white gauze, worked together to carry a gorgeous chariot, and a figure could be faintly seen reclining in it.
It wasn't these that caught Yan Xing's eyes, but the white-browed old man on one side of the chariot. This old guy was actually stepping on the void as he walked.
Flying across the void! ?
Such an existence can no longer be called a human being, right?
Yan Xing's heart sank and he sighed secretly. It's true that misfortunes never come singly. The appearance of this group of people will undoubtedly affect the implementation of his escape plan.
Phew!
When a group of people walked down the stairs and landed on the city wall, the strange feeling of stagnation dissipated instantly, everyone was able to move, and goose feathers and snowflakes also floated down.
Bang bang bang!
The silver-armored guards knelt down in large numbers, their heads touching the ground, and shouted in unison.
"This slave has met all the immortal leaders of the Holy Palace!"
Yan Xing glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the city slaves around him standing there blankly, as if they were stupid. He also followed suit and remained motionless.
It seems that they are not even qualified to kneel to this kind of existence. That is the right of human beings.
"Everyone, get up."
"We are going to the mist and need a group of city slaves to drive us. Your city lord has been notified about this matter. Go ahead and call a thousand people over."
A slightly feminine voice came from the chariot. The tone was calm, but it carried an irresistible majesty that could not be ignored.
"promise!"
Facing the arrogant silver-armored guards like Yan Xing and others, they didn't even dare to fart when they heard the words. They kowtowed and then turned into afterimages, shooting towards the left and right sections of the city.
Yan Xing was still pretending to be a fool, his clothes were wet with his haha, and no one paid attention to him.
As expected, the background of this "Holy Palace" is not small, and the Silver Armored Guards did not dare to neglect it at all. After a while, they brought back a group of city slaves from Wu Yaya.
"Let's go."
The sound came from the chariot again, and then disappeared. The white-browed old man beside him nodded slightly and walked towards the mist first.
Woohoo——
The scarlet mist kept rolling, as if there was an invisible force that pushed it away, revealing a huge hole in front of the old man.
"Within a hundred feet, I, Ke Baoer and the others are fine. If you go out of this range, haha, you will be responsible for your own life and death."
After saying that, the old man glanced at the many ragged city slaves with indifferent eyes, giving a silent warning that was extremely oppressive.
"Untie their slave marks."
"promise!"
Upon hearing this, a silver-armored guard immediately took out a bronze plate engraved with runes from his arms, scratched it with his fingers, and then a ball of black energy surged out of it, condensing into a twisted ghost in the void, roaring and disappearing. .
"Well--"
All the city slaves let out a groan of pain, and a talisman broke in the depths of their eyes. Yan Xing also followed suit when he saw this, and deliberately bit the corner of his mouth, bleeding out a little blood.
This is also the reason why the city slaves cannot resist, and Yan Xing is a different kind. He is a baby who appears out of thin air in the city slave camp. He is picked up and raised by Lan. He is not on the roster, so he has not been planted with the slave mark. .
If you want to escape from this ghost place, the slave seal is a natural chasm that cannot be bypassed, and Yan Xing is born to meet this condition. Therefore, Lan and others have high hopes for them, and they have tried their best to prepare today's plan.
But now the "Holy Palace" appears...
I hope everything goes well. Yan Xing can only cheer for himself silently. He cannot let Uncle Lan and the others' dedication be in vain. He has not had a good look at this magical world, so he cannot die here.
"Set off!"
The old man and his party stepped into the fog, and a thousand city slaves didn't even need the silver-armored guards to drive them away. They quickly followed. They seemed to understand the terror of the old man, and his majesty far exceeded the so-called slave mark.
Yan Xing lowered his eyebrows and mingled silently among the crowd. With his thin body, his presence was even lower than the dust at this moment. Of course, this was what he wanted.
Stepping out of the city wall, there was a force lifting everyone up, falling lightly like feathers.
Yan Xing silently estimated in his mind that it took half an hour before his feet touched the ground.
Hiss - this dark city wall is actually 30,000 feet high!
The highest peak in the previous life would have to be stacked ten on top of each other to barely compare with it.
With such material resources, it is indeed a strange world where extraordinary power exists.
Yan Xing suppressed his emotions and glanced around vaguely. He didn't have time to think about it now. The most important thing was to take out the things Uncle Lan left for him.
Unfortunately, Uncle Lan and the others spent their flesh and blood to place things on the city wall, but now they have lost their effect. With the help of the white-browed old man, he skipped the most difficult step and went directly to the ground.
What the white-browed old man said was indeed true.
The terrifying scarlet mist was expelled by an invisible force, forming a hemispherical hole with a radius of a hundred feet. Everyone standing in it was no different from behind the city wall.
Although the fog was blocked outside, light could not penetrate the fog. This place should have been completely dark, but the old man took out a pure white stone the size of a fist, and it instantly shed light, illuminating the hollow of the hemisphere.
Crunch! Click!
There was a strange feeling under his feet. Yan Xing lowered his eyes and saw that all he could see were endless white bones, piled up like a mountain, with many empty eye holes in their heads staring straight at him, as if crying out about their miserable experiences.
Human life is like grass!
Yan Xing remained silent and clenched his hands subconsciously. The cruel side of this world was bloody and displayed in front of him.
"Follow up!"
The white-browed old man pondered for a moment, as if he was trying to figure out the direction. Then he shouted in a low voice and quickened his pace forward. Thousands of city slaves did not dare to stop, and they all trotted closely behind him.
This is no joke, if the speed is slow, once it leaves the hemispheric hole, it will be swallowed up by the fog immediately.
These city slaves are all strong men, their bodies have been polished, their physical strength and endurance are not weak, and it is not difficult to keep up. However, Yan Xing's small body is miserable. I don't know if he is really that weak. Gradually, he has fallen to the end of the team. .
'Boy, you are destined to leave this hellish place in the future. The techniques we practice and the blood food and medicine we consume are all at the expense of overdrafting the potential of life. You can't get involved with them. '
'The world outside is very big, very big, you deserve better...'
Thinking of Uncle Lan's earnest teachings, Yan Xing looked down at his skinny body and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.
Is this it?
Yan Xing gathered his thoughts, scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes, and checked the terrain map he had memorized over and over again. The speed of his feet slowed down a little naturally.
You can’t go wrong, this is it!
A few dozen feet ahead, a depression suddenly appeared. On one side of the depression, there was a thick dead tree lying horizontally. In the middle of the tree, there was a dilapidated stone tablet with several random marks carved on it.
This seemingly meaningless mark was actually something that Uncle Lan had punished him severely several times and wanted to make him remember since he was a child.
Yan Xing's eyes trembled slightly, and he quietly adjusted his route. His luck at this moment was undoubtedly excellent. The position of the stone tablet was just at the edge of the hemispheric hole. If it were shifted a little, everything would be over.
Although he can temporarily escape from the hemispheric hole with the golden talisman still intact on his body, once he does so, it will undoubtedly attract the attention of the "Holy Palace" and his entourage.
boom! !
Yan Xing stepped heavily on the stone tablet, as if subconsciously, then he bent down naturally and picked up a smooth leg bone from under the stone tablet. It was very heavy, and he didn't know what kind of creature it came from.
call! Whoops!
He weighed the leg bone with his hand, waved it hard a few times, and stirred up a commotion. Then he nodded with satisfaction, and immediately followed the large army, running while murmuring in a low voice.
"There are many dangers in the fog, and there are many horrors and weirdnesses. It is better to have something to defend yourself than to use bare hands..."
Yan Xing's behavior is not an exception. There are many city slaves who think the same way as him, and they all find something convenient.
After all, no one is a fool. The big shots in the "Holy Palace" couldn't take the trouble to take these humble city slaves with them just for fun, right? There must be terrible danger waiting for everyone.
Yan Xing was very satisfied with his acting skills. He thought that no one would notice his little moves. It was just a skeleton that could be seen everywhere. Who could know the mystery hidden in it?
Little did he know that the white-browed old man walking at the front had his eyes flickering for a moment as he picked up the leg bone.
'Haha, funny little guy. '
Yan Xing's understanding of the extraordinary power in this world is still too shallow.
The old man with white eyebrows has shed his mortal body and is a strong man who has opened up the "life force field"!
