This is a pattern-like, bizarre tattoo that covers both ends of the cheek and is symmetrical...black.

Zhao Nan has seen this kind of tattoo...people with the same tattoo. In the deserted land, in that strange ancient forest!

At this moment, Zhao Nan directly tore Al's shirt and broke the other's skin with a sword blade. He didn't think wrong, the other party was not only his face, but also his body was covered with fake skin.

When the whole piece of fake leather was torn apart, it covered the whole body, and the tattoos on the chest and the back of the chest were finally revealed intact.

"These tattoos... are so strange." Xu Yang looked at it carefully.

Zhao Nan subconsciously said: "What a strange...what, do you have any impression of these tattoos?"

"Let me think about it..." Xu Yang said unsure: "It always feels like a bit of an impression."

Zhao Nan nodded: "It's okay, take your time... Now even if you want to be anxious."

The detection of the gods of this ruling **** is nothing but a drop in the bucket. However, in the tip of the iceberg, Zhao Nan has encountered many incredible things one after another.

There is only a small giant's village, the existing spirit evildoers, the stone pillar formation in the big pit, and even Al... Al Meditation is the strange family in the ancient forest... It is definitely related.

"Finina, how much food do we have?" Zhao Nan said suddenly.

Feinina said with eloquence: "If we eat ourselves, we can't finish it in a year... But if you count the mountains, I'm afraid it won't last too long."

"First get a delicious meal and let the mountains taste it." Zhao Nan thought for a moment and said, "This little giant, I always feel that it is not easy."

The reason is not simple except that the hill is the last giant in this village, and there is another point... that was discovered when it was under the ancient well.

Zhao Nan felt it when he stimulated the hill with a fireball. Although the fireball is not powerful, it actually has additional skill damage-burning.

However, after the small hill was hit by a fireball, although he immediately jumped up. But it was just the pain caused by the impact of the fireball... As for the power that the fireball should have, it did not show up on the small mountain, let alone the subsequent burning.

It seems to be a special ability that reduces all magic power, leaving only the most fundamental physical collision.

"Um... during this time, Augustus and Oluga, please take a trip with Xu Yang." Zhao Nan pointed to the huge'map' and said: "At least check whether the mark on it is It's all the big pits and spiritual evils we encountered."

"Okay." The holy dragon knight combination took the order happily.

Zhao Nan then assigned work and said, "The rest. I'm carefully searching the village to see if there is anything worthwhile. I will take care of this guy myself."

Seeing the people split up and move away from her side, Zhao Nan sighed secretly... and moved Al quickly to wake Al.

When Al woke up, he shook his neck for the first time. Zhao Nan said coldly: "Don't worry, your head is still hanging on your neck."

Al froze for a moment, looking at Zhao Nan with a weird expression...also a little embarrassing. He probably understood that he was so frightened that he passed out, and the unexpectedly tattooed skin on his face looked a little ruddy.

At this moment, Zhao Nan's palms suddenly opened, and there was a small gray ball in the palm of his palm—this is the magic word of skill!

The ball of light quietly flew out of Zhao Nan's palm. He fell to the ground, and while Al’s attention was focused on Zhao Nan, he moved around behind him against the ground, and then the speed suddenly increased and hit the back of his head.

Al was stunned for a moment, his head slightly moved forward, and then turned to look behind him in horror... but he saw nothing. There was a flash of doubt in his eyes, and then he seemed to think of something. He lowered his head directly and saw the exposed tattoo on his body. His face changed suddenly!

Although his expression was astonished, it was at least a normal reaction. Zhao Nan's eyes shrank slightly... The magic word didn't work, and when the magic word hit, the strange tattoo on Al once quickly radiated a little light.

"Let's get straight to the point." Zhao Nan tried his best to act ruthlessly: "This time it won't be intimidation anymore. If you feel that your life is not as good as the answer to the question, then just do it with you."

Al's expression suddenly became tense, and he asked tentatively, "What on earth do you want to ask?"

"The ruling... is it really your master?" Zhao Nan's first question.

Al thought for a while and said, "This God Treasure was created by him. He is the owner of the entire God Treasure, and everything here naturally belongs to him."

Zhao Nan sneered: "I don't like this ambiguous statement... Maybe we should abandon this civilized question-and-answer method and switch to a situation that is more suitable for torture? Speaking of which, there are many ways of torture, and in my life, I see a lot, but I don’t do much. So. The technique shouldn’t be very good. If it hurts you...very painful, or if it’s so painful, please don’t blame me."

Zhao Nan walked in front of Al with a grinning smile, "Really don't blame me, because I'm just a novice."

Huo—!

A flame rose in Zhao Nan's palm, but it did not shoot out. Instead, it burned his palm in the same way, so that Zhao Nan's palm was directly cremated in the shape of a palm formed by a flame, and slowly Stretched a finger towards Al’s face, “By the way, do you say you start with the left eye or the right eye... or do you like to start with the ear?”

Al's throat shook for a moment, and he breathed quickly as he watched the flame finger that was slowly stretched towards him... If he stabbed his hand as soon as he shot it, it would be very painful, very painful... but slowly approaching him like this But it makes people very scared.

The situation in my mind can't be terrible!

"Who are you, who are you! If this **** is not allowed by the God of Judgment, no one in the world can come in!" Al looked terrified, but he still didn't choose to respond directly.

Zhao Nan stopped her finger in front of the opponent's left eye and said indifferently: "It's nothing, it's just that a delicious and lazy little cat opened the door for me."

"Cat?" Al was taken aback.

Zhao Nan said calmly: "A black cat named Kaoros."

Al was taken aback, and said, "The ruling beast is not dead yet?"

Zhao Nan said frankly: "No, in fact it has already died once. But it's fatal, now it's resurrected."

Regardless of how Caoros died or resurrected, Al just asked nervously: "No, since the ruling beast is still there, why isn't it with you?"

Zhao Nan shrugged and said: "It didn't come in, it just opened up the gods for us."

Al frowned. Although he was still afraid of the flame fingers in front of him, he only had an extra layer of doubt...It seemed that he was thinking about whether to believe Zhao Nan's words.

"...Could you put your hand away first?" Al asked nervously at this time.

Zhao Nan quickly dissipated the flame in his hand and smiled: "It seems that Mr. Al is a smart man."

Al bitterly smiled and said: "I have no interest in letting myself suffer... and since it is the ruling that the beast allows you to come in, I want to come among you who it recognizes."

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…

"This God Store is actually a small replica of Paradise World."

Al began to talk about the secret of ruling the gods. In this god-hidden world, not only the giants exist, but there are even many races that have been extinct in the history of the paradise world. They are collectively called the hundred races.

The reason why the God of Judgment did this seems to want to make his **** hiding a second place of abandonment. Zhao Nan simply understood it as a kind of preservation of the paradise world's species by the God of Judgment. As for why such preservation is necessary, Al himself is not clear.

"So, those big pits with spiritual evil, there are many more in this god's hideout?"

"No, only around this giant village. If anyone in other villages wants to hunt for divinity, they can only come over here."

Zhao Nan was stunned: "Why are the giants so special? Is the God of Judgment also a giant?"

Al shook his head and said, "No. It's just that giants are very kind and brave by nature. Their hearts..."

As if he realized something, Alton stopped his words, but after touching Zhao Nan's eyes, he hesitated again.

"Their hearts are especially suitable for the rebirth of spiritual evil, right?" Zhao Nan said softly at this time.

Al's expression changed drastically, and he blurted out: "How did you know! This kind of thing can't even be known to the ruling beast!"

Zhao Nan narrowed his eyes, "Compared to why I knew it, I was more interested in things that you would know that even Caoros didn’t know. Mr. Al, it seems that you really have something in your body that makes me know. Things that I have to dig deeper...for example, these tattoos on your body make me very curious."

Al shook his head and said: "This is just our own national tradition, and there is nothing worth studying."

However, at this moment, on the ground next to him, a huge pillar of soil was suddenly shot out. Zhao Nan kept his palm on the stone pillar without saying a word. According to the memory in his mind, he began to let the soil on the pillar automatically peel off some of the soil.

The place where the soil was peeling off gradually turned into some strange patterns. These patterns...or this pillar were entirely carved out of mud by Zhao Nan based on the appearance of the many stone pillars he saw in the forest.

At this moment, looking at Al Na’s incredible expression, Zhao Nan said calmly: "Mr. Al...I am interested in your nation."

"you…"