At night, the old things in the field of strange and evil arts gathered again to discuss what happened inside the Chao army, that is, the collectors responded to the Chao army's sacrifice.

"There has been movement over the Chao Army."

"Following the'Heaven Beast Coming', it was the'Altar Oracle'..."

There are old people who are thinking about it. They didn't expect that the people of Tianzong would take this step. They thought that the people of Tianzong would show up in person, or send the beasts to fight against them.

"The Heavenly Beast hasn't appeared. Could it be that we have already discovered our intentions?" An old man asked rhetorically.

The intention of these old things is actually very simple. It is to force the people of Tianzong to intervene by attacking the tide army. Even if the intervention is concealed, it will always leave traces. Even if the people of Tianzong cannot be found, they can at least be seen from the traces. See something.

"It's hard to say, but it's very likely."

"We didn't hide our purpose, and it's impossible for the man to be an idiot. It's not difficult to guess it. It's better to say that we can guess that is right and our purpose."

They hope that the people of Tianzong can guess their intentions and take the initiative to show up to them so that they can talk.

It’s settled, everyone is good, but it’s not settled, and the result is not much bad.

"makes sense."

"But the man of Tianzong made an'altar oracle', which made our purpose of forcing him to show up to no avail."

"It doesn't get in the way. He always wants to protect the Chao army. As long as we continue to exert strength, he can't sit back and watch. As long as he intervenes, we can follow the traces of the alien technique and trace the source to find him."

There was a lot of talk at the party, such as the follow-up strategy of using weird and evil arts against the Chao army, how to deal with it after the situation turned into the worst case, and the issue of inheritance if it was destroyed.

"It's not early, let's take a rest first."

Speaking late, the meeting was finally adjourned by the Sect Master Shuntian.

The gathering in the field of strange and evil arts was in the wild, and the location was randomly determined by three of them. After the meeting, some old things that were relatively lonely scattered for the first time, separated from the crowd and walked through the woods in the direction of the reckless army barracks.

"I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would meet someone who can kill the evil spirits and stand on the opposite side of him."

Sev travels through the woods, and he is worried about the things of the people of the sky. He knows that he is self-defeating, but this is also not a choice. As an old senior in the field of weird and evil arts, naturally he is not. Hope that new evils will reappear.

"It's before, but I don't care about it... Huh? What's the matter?"

The words were not finished yet. Suddenly, the elderly native who was walking through the woods quickly felt that there was a flower in front of him, the soles of his feet slipped, and he fell from the tree, and there was no more news.

In the Mang Army Barracks, the old people who returned to the barracks have not noticed the disappearance of the more solitary old things like Sev, because they are more solitary and eccentric. Suddenly disappearing is a normal thing.

"Have you seen the old thing about Sever?"

"I didn't see it."

"Weird thing, I clearly saw him coming here just now."

The people who came to Sev were puzzled, because at Sev's speed, he had already taken the lead back to the barracks at this time.

"Maybe it's changing direction again. That old thing looks out of gregariousness and is very eccentric. What can you do with him? If you meet, I'll tell him for you."

It is normal for a quirky person to see the dragon without seeing the end, and it is normal for Sev to disappear in the eyes of others.

"I want to ask him if the talisman he made for me last time is ready."

"You have a lot of talisman, right?"

Both of them are old antiques in the field of strange and evil arts. Although they are not comparable to the three sect masters, they cannot be said to be very weak. They have deep knowledge in the field of strange and evil arts.

"What we are fighting against is the one who can kill the evil Tianzong people. Now this amulet isn't enough. Maybe one day when we fall asleep, we will die."

"Relax, no matter how terrifying the people of Tianzong are, they won't be as invincible as gods."

The things of the Tianzong people have put a lot of pressure on these old antiques in the field of weird and evil arts. Although they have not had a direct contact, the things that the people who have done that day will not be able to do all their lives.

"I wish... Huh? My head is dizzy..."

When he wanted to say something, one of them felt dizzy and the world was spinning, and then he fell down.

Seeing this, the other person hurriedly prepared to observe the situation, but he also fell down and became unconscious.

"Hey, why are you... I..."

The collector who was observing secretly, after confirming the situation of the two, stretched out roots from the ground and dragged them into the ground.

"Okay, get two at once."

"Move away quickly and don't be discovered by other natives."

Similar situations were successively staged in the Mang army barracks. Those old antiques in the group were also easy to solve. They always had time when they were alone, such as going back to their tent to rest or going to the bathroom.

After some tossing down, in the Mang Army barracks, people with high accomplishments in the field of strange and evil arts have basically been captured by the collectors.

The gazes of the collectors fell, and they were not attacked by the natives who had a relatively low level of spiritual realm use, that is, the three juniors in the field of weird and evil arts and the wild roads who had not been able to comprehend it for a long time.

They are all living in the same tent.

"These are the indigenous people who live together."

"Because of their lower ability, their status is also lower, unlike the natives who lived alone in a tent just now."

"It's not easy to start this way."

"But it's not too difficult."

It’s not easy to get started because it’s not as difficult as the natives who live alone. People always have to rest. When it’s nightfall, when these natives who use less spiritual realm collectively rest, the collectors start to have trouble. .

Spores, a large number of spores spread in the air, invade into the natives along the breath of the natives, paralyze the nerves and paralyze the brain, remove these natives' ability to act and think, and keep them in deep sleep.

Then, a large number of roots emerged from the ground, dragging these natives into the ground.

In the process of capturing, a collector suddenly thought of a good idea.

"Wait, I suddenly have a good idea."

"idea?"

Immediately, the rhizomes were used to construct a series of indigenous skeletons on the ground.

Seeing this situation, other individuals couldn't help but become curious.

"What's the use of making these indigenous bones?"

"Let the Mang army think that the natives who can use the spiritual realm do not disappear but die. In a very abrupt way, the more unnatural the death is, the more it can reflect that the heavenly beasts are helping the tide army. The mang army may be directly afraid Surrender." The individual who made the skeleton explained.

This seems to be a good idea, because indigenous people and scientific research resources are equated, and when collectors intervene, they naturally hope that the less indigenous people die, the better.

It doesn't matter if the natives kill each other, but they can't die too much.

"Are those individuals who have a higher degree of application to the spiritual realm the same?" someone asked.

"It's the same, but you have to pretend to be like'I was alive but suddenly died and turned into a skeleton.'" The individual who proposed the idea replied.

"understand."

The next day, there was a terrifying cry from the Mang Army barracks, and someone panicked and screamed while running.

"Oh my God! Something happened! Everyone is getting up soon!"

The shouting man ran towards the main camp of the Mang army, and the high-ranking men of the Mang army walked out of the camp.

"What's the matter? What makes you so fussed?" asked Junjun Zhishi.

"Sophist, Sophist, it's not good! The tent is full of corpses! They are all dead!"

Hearing that, the Mang army seniors were all taken aback, but it was not surprising, because in their expectation, the Chao army would also use weird sorcery to retaliate against them.

"Who is dead?" asked the mang army hall.

"They...the strangers who have not been in the barracks for a long time! They are all dead, only bones are left!"

"what did you say?!"

The wise master of the reckless army shouted, and the other senior leaders of the reckless army were no longer calm, because the dead were not the ordinary pawns they expected~lightnovelpub.net~ but the strangers who would use weird sorcery.

The wise master opened the tents pointed out in the report one by one, aiming at a piece of clothed bones, keeping asleep, as if due to some change, suddenly changed from a living person to a bone.

Among these bones, relying on his clothing, the wise master of the army recognized one person. It was the junior of the Zongmen who visited the Zongmen before and brought them to the barracks, and the outstanding young generation of Zongmen.

"Oh my God...Owl!"

"How should I explain to the sect! Sect Master's side..." The wailing of the wise master Mang Jun stopped abruptly. After he calmed down, he immediately thought of the most powerful person in his impression. "By the way, there is also the sect master! He must I know what's going on!"

"Sect Master, the big thing is not..."

As soon as he opened the tent where the lord was staying, what he saw was a skeleton sitting at the table reading a book. The clothed wise man recognized that it was worn by the lord.

The terrible news.

"metropolitan!!!"

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