Looking at the words in the chat channel, both of them realized the danger.
In the game world, the most dangerous thing is to participate in the activities of evil gods.
Whether you see a sacrificial ceremony or come into contact with a black ghost, something bad will happen.
At present, there are no black ghosts hanging around in Xinshou Village, because the ghosts found that the human believers they cultivated disappeared from the world, thinking that some existence exerted power, and the believers of double faith were all sacrificed to heaven.
"How far should we retreat?" "Yimeng Haitian" asked.
"The further away the better, outside the sixty-level territory," the commander said.
At this time, Chocolat pulled Haitian's sleeve. Yimeng Haitian turned around in confusion and saw a humanoid tree spirit standing five meters away, with a blue light emitting from his pupils.
"This..." "Yimeng Haitian" frowned, feeling a sense of crisis, and immediately activated the latent stealth skill.
The chocolate girl also immediately activated her invisibility skill and ran away in the other direction.
But the ordinary trees in the forest suddenly deformed, with two eyes split open in the bark, a blue light opened, the branches turned into human hands, and the roots twisted into legs.
When the two assassins saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel despair.
This territory is entirely the territory of tree spirits. How far can they run?
It was also at this time that the angelic kobold with wings took to the sky and flew over the forest.
The kobold with big ears lay on the ground with his ears close to the ground, eavesdropping on the sounds on the floor.
If the assassin moves slowly and quietly, the sound of footsteps can naturally be suppressed.
But when he was escaping, he ran very fast. Even with the silencer step, he couldn't eliminate 100% of the sound, only 80% of the sound.
At this time, a pink poisonous mist filled the forest.
After a while, the two players fainted on the ground and were captured alive by the tree spirit.
Before fainting, the player had already typed a message to the commander to let him know the general information.
The conductor looked solemn and decided to force the two men to retreat.
There was no other way, the sacrifice was about to take place, and if they did not forcefully retreat, they would inevitably face the sacrifice ceremony.
Facing the sacrificial ceremony directly will not benefit the players at all, and will also cause unnecessary disasters.
After a while, the two players were physically forced to retreat.
At this time, the two players were moved to the kobold.
The kobold leader skillfully removes the small backpack on the player's waist. The small backpack is about the size of a palm. If you reach inside, you can take out strange things.
What is taken out is uncertain every time. Sometimes a piece of equipment is taken out, sometimes a potion is taken out, and sometimes a special item is taken out.
The dryads looked on. They were still new to becoming Cthulhu believers for the first time, and they still had a lot to learn.
Even though they were of a higher level than the kobolds, the dryads felt inexplicably aroused when they saw the kobolds' skillful picking-out movements.
After a while, everything on both players was taken out.
The little head man put his hand in and took it out, but nothing came out. This time there was really not a drop left.
"This wave sent a lot of things." The kobold military advisor murmured.
"What is this bark?" The tree spirits are interested in the player's bark props.
Although they don't quite understand how to use this thing, the dryads are very interested in it.
When it sticks to the body, the tree bark immediately transforms, blending into the tree spirit's body like a shape-shifting dragon.
"Disappeared!"
"How did you do it? I didn't feel anything at all."
The group of tree spirits became lively and touched their bellies with their tree hands, but scraped off the bark of the tree where they were hiding.
"This..." The tree spirit was confused.
After studying for a while, the dryads gradually understood that this thing was similar to a chameleon, but it could only be used on trees.
They dryads are tree bodies, so bark can be used on them.
"It's not very useful."
"It's boring."
"Not as good as our clan tree."
The dryads shook their heads and threw the bark to the ground.
The clever kobolds took away the bark, and I wanted all they wanted.
After a while, the tree spirits were in the preparation stage, and the tree spirits participating in the sacrificial ceremony all put on black robes.
These robes were not made by them, but were given by the black ghost.
The black ghost will send out things other than the space-time stone powder, all of which maintain the sense of sacrificial ritual.
The kobold felt the same way. There seemed to be a large space hidden in the black ghost's cloak, which could shake out many things. Things needed for sacrifice could be shaken out from inside, except for the space-time stone powder.
The reason is unknown.
Maybe the black ghost's cloak cannot hold the space-time stone powder?
While the kobold was thinking wildly, the sacrificial ceremony began.
The water pool has been sprinkled with space-time stone powder, and the burning rope of the candle is rubbed with flint to create a fire, lighting up a yellow flame.
Dryads, dressed in black robes and wooden masks, circled the pool and chanted the name of Cthulhu loudly.
As the chanting proceeds, the space-time stone powder glows blue with light and dark colors, as if it can breathe.
The yellow flame trembled slightly and turned into a green flame heart.
The sky was dark, and a cold wind swept into the forest.
The kobolds have taken out their black robes from the player's space backpack and put on their masks.
Lower your head slightly and recite with emotion.
The songs of the two races formed a resonance that resounded over the forest.
The monsters in the Psychic Forest trembled unconsciously, as if something strange was about to be born.
The two players lying by the pool are unconscious, their main consciousness is no longer in their bodies, and their characters have been offline.
At this time, an indescribable mist suddenly emerged from above the pool.
The kobolds and tree spirits both knelt down and kowtowed to the ground.
The pressure of the evil god came, causing every kobold to tense up.
The dryads felt that their bodies were wrapped in slippery rattan, very tight and sticky.
The tree spirit waited for a few seconds, not daring to raise his head, and directly spoke the sacrificial words.
"Great Cthulhu, we are the tree spirits of the Psychic Forest. We want to pray to the great Lord for powerful power, just like the kobolds!"
"This is our clan tree!"
"And some trivial thoughts!"
"Please accept it!"
The tree spirits stood up and pulled a big tree up from the ground.
Ten seconds ago, Deep Sea R'lye.
When Kemon saw the familiar kobold family, he was surprised in his heart.
Kemeng was even more surprised to see the players present.
However, these two players are empty shells, and Kemeng cannot feel the existence of consciousness.
Having said that, since there are players present, let's infect two people into believers.
As an evil god, Kemen naturally has the ability to infect people.
Taking advantage of the convenience of traveling through time and space in the sacrificial ceremony, Kemeng activated his skills to develop the bodies of the two players into believer bodies. As long as the other party's consciousness returns, it will be affected.
To outsiders, it was just a layer of gray mist rushing over, passing through the two players, and then the mist disappeared.
At this time, the tree spirit just uprooted the clan tree.
Kemon was stunned.
What is this? I don’t have anything to give, so why not give me a big tree?
It was also at this time that the tree spirits moved the clan tree to the pool.
The two little tree spirits responsible for the transportation were trembling, fearing that they would also be sacrificed. Fortunately, they were still alive.
So the two tree spirits hurriedly ran out of the pool.
