Such a spectacular sight made Yang Yuan's heart shake.

Then, she looked at one of the six blood moons, and excitement and inexplicable emotions rose in her heart.

"I am with such a great being..." Thinking of such blasphemous words, she felt shy again in her heart.

He hurriedly prayed, as if this would dilute his thoughts.

However, the more she prayed, the more restless she became.

Snow white, bright red, slender and round.

Corresponding fragments kept flashing in her mind...

After a long time, Yang Yuan sighed in her heart.

"God...forgive me..."

Between all kinds of thoughts, time always goes by very fast.

In a trance, Yang Yuan noticed that she seemed to be constantly... approaching the world of Shenmu.

Chi!

The power of the star gate sent her into a black hole created by the gate of flesh and blood, and the essence of life in Yang Yuan's body made it quickly accommodated by the world.

She is here.

Chapter 301 Falling Leaves?

Yang Yuan finally stared at the blood moon outside the sky, and then fell into the world of Shenmu.

The canopy-like stalwart tree shade of the Heavenly Vault of God Tree is like a splendid silk screen in this dark and cold cosmic space.

Gorgeous, like clouds and smoke.

However, no one noticed that a streamer leaf quietly slipped from the canopy of the Divine Tree's golden canopy, and then dissipated into the universe.

In terms of pure power, this small leaf is insignificant to the entire divine tree.

However, this is like a foreshadowing of some kind of beginning.

Not to mention that Yang Yuan followed the rest of the Tianyun warriors out of the gate of flesh and blood in the eastern maelstrom, and connected with the people of the church, relying on strength and oracles to take over the church at dusk after Ze Ruo's death.

In the middle of the world, a fierce chase has come to an end.

Above the vast wasteland in the middle, a figure burning with black flames is flying rapidly in the air.

It is enough to see that the air around him is slightly distorted, a large amount of airflow is surging, and amazing spiritual power flows into his body.

This is that he is madly absorbing the free spiritual power in the air to fill the energy deficit in his body.

If the magistrate in the native land saw this scene, he might even drop his eyeballs, and he would only think that this person was crazy.

Since the Blood Moon Calendar, the spiritual power in the world of Shenmu, and even the air has been heavily polluted.

The power belonging to Mo Yuan is eroding this normal world.

Even in the middle of the world protected by the divine tree, the spiritual power here can only be said to be absorbed in a small amount and nothing will happen.

Therefore, the Federation is now more inclined to manufacture magical tools, and use tools that are not magically stained or distorted to contact the spiritual power in the air, rather than the fragile flesh.

The few remaining mages are either leftovers from the Elf Empire period, or wild top geniuses, or logistical mages deliberately cultivated by the Federation.

However, in this way, the Federation's pursuit of personal might depend entirely on the hero of the divine tree.

The way of magic energy, which had already made a lot of achievements, was directly cut off. Among the elves, apart from the brave, there is no longer the kind of top-level powerhouse that can compete with the real demons.

And like this person, like a cow drinking water, it is like a suicidal behavior.

"I don't want to do this either... But, if I don't, I'll die..." Fool's forehead was sweating, and even though his heart was painful, he was helpless.

The spiritual power full of pollution poured into his lungs mixed in the air, making his body seem to be burning with a flame.

If it weren't for the pain caused by spiritual power acting on the soul, the fool would even want to dig out his lungs alive.

The tuxedo on his body has been damaged in many places, and the blood almost burns the clothes to red.

"The spiritual power reserve is still 84%, and the health value is still 56%..." In the rapid escape, the Fool still has a very clear grasp of his state.

Because of the three days and three nights of sleeplessness after breaking through the siege, coupled with the high-intensity battle and escape, the Fool's eyes were full of bloodshots at this time.

The Fool's Eye at the center of the eyebrows felt a sharp pain like acupuncture, which was the sequelae of overuse of the Fool's Eye.

However, he still didn't dare to stop, or even slow down a little.

He would rather absorb the polluted spiritual power in the air and maintain this speed.

Because the speed was a little slower, the sense of crisis that was on his back appeared in his heart.

However, the Fool was exhausted in the end, and inadvertently, his speed slightly slowed down.

"Not good!" His bloodshot eyes suddenly widened, and his mouth was breathing cold air unconsciously.

Peng!

In the next instant, a regular round hole was suddenly broken in the heart of the Fool's chest.

"Damn...it's this move again, I can't see a clue." The Fool's face was distorted, and he suddenly fell from the air and hit the ground.

"Uh..." he murmured in pain.

A recovery item was quickly used by him, barely stopping the wound at the heart. At the Fool's level, the heart is no longer a critical organ, but it is still a relatively important organ.

He couldn't let his heart break like this. If his heart was damaged, the speed of his spiritual power would be reduced by at least 30%. In such a fierce battle, it would be tantamount to suicide.

So, even with a precious recovery item, keep your heart safe.

Although the Fool survived this blow, the negative emotions in his heart did not disappear at all.

Not long after he broke through the siege that day, he brought several members of the Darkmoon Troupe to prepare for a makeover before entering Shelter No. 1 to explore.

A mysterious enemy attacked them.

Among those troupe members, the perception system is the fastest in induction and the fastest in death.

It was because of his reminder that the Fool and the others would not be attacked, but the perception system Samsara became the first in the team to fall.

The Fool still remembered the scene at that time. The perception system was sitting by the fire with his eyes closed. Suddenly, he jumped up, and his seven orifices were bleeding like a ghost.

With the last of his strength, he shouted, "There are enemies!"

Afterwards, the whole person exploded from his chest, turning into a blood fog that filled the sky, but not for his reminder.

Let the reincarnators run their own energy with all their strength in a timely manner and set up a shield, I am afraid that they will be severely injured if they meet each other.

The next two days were like a nightmare.

The invisible enemy seems to be everywhere. Even with the sense of crisis of a fool, he was hit hard once, and the rest of the reincarnations died in despair.

Thinking of this, the Fool's eyes showed a deep look of pain. Before the reincarnations died, they gave the Fool the few equipment and recovery items on their bodies.

They hope that The Fool can survive, and it is with the selfless dedication of these players that The Fool can persist until now.

However, he looks like he can't hold on anymore...

The Fool turned around, clutching his chest with a wry smile, "This guy... the method is really weird..."

After he was hit hard once before, and a hole was inexplicably ripped open in his chest, the unknown enemy seemed to [save] the wound.

Even if the Fool heals it completely, he can trigger it again after certain conditions are met.

It was simply impossible to guard against.

The only triggering method detected by the Fool is speed.

As long as the speed of his escape is reduced, the man can induce the wound.

"Damn...I haven't even seen this guy's face, are you going to die?" The Fool gritted his teeth and stood up.

Even if he died, he would die standing up.

However, after waiting for a few seconds, the expected steady stream of attacks did not come.

At this moment, two golden lights flashed across the sky in the distance.

Chapter 302 Is Winston a Traitor?

The Fool stared blankly at the two golden beams that flashed across the sky.

He was very familiar with this power, and even used it a few times himself.

That is - Divine Tree Divine Power.

If it wasn't for the crystal of divine power presented by Susannah, the Fool might have been killed by Galian long ago.

It's just that, unlike his little family who only had a crystal of divine power, he tried his best to use the method of saving money. At this time, two golden beams came from the edge of the sky.

The divine power on it can be said to be like the great sun and the sun, derived from the power of God, dispelling the darkness, and also dispelling the polluted spiritual power in the air.

Divine, vast, and with unstoppable power, the air became hot.

"This is..." The Fool's eyes widened, staring at the two rays of light, a slight warmth applied to him, and vaguely, the power of the Demon Abyss remaining in the Fool was dissipated a little.

His wounds began to heal with the healing props, and his soul was no longer in pain.

'Is this... God? ' The Fool was stunned.

In the face of the catastrophe, even a reincarnator like the Fool was moved and respected in his heart.

A glimmer of hope, vague piety, born of despair.

At this time, the creatures in the two rays of light obviously also noticed him.

In the sky, Eve, who was carrying Yuna on her back, tightened her eyes, "What is that? An elf?"

At the edge of the middle of the world, I saw an elf who was engulfed by the power of the Demon Abyss. No matter what, it was not good news.

And they set off on this trip to investigate the abnormality in the shelter. Thinking of this, Eve's heart felt a little heavy.

‘Is the situation in the shelter already so bad? ’

Feilisi's almond eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed past, she instructed, "Take care of Yuna, I'll go take a look."

hum!

The epee flashing with brilliant golden light appeared in Felice's hand, and in the next instant, her figure suddenly accelerated, turning into an afterimage that was invisible to the naked eye, heading towards the Fool.

In Felice's heart, the wound on the body of this elf who suddenly appeared and whom they had never met had a strong residual power of the Demon Abyss.

Such a concentration of the power of the Demon Abyss must be left over by high-level monsters, and even more likely to be the real Demon Race.

No matter which one it is, being able to appear in the middle of this relatively safe world means that there is a big problem in the federal shelter.

Felice's speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, she appeared beside the Fool, her hand was a little farther away, and a divine power appeared, helping the Fool stabilize the injury in her body.

Seeing the person coming, the Fool's heart was relieved, and the last worry was also melted away.

He had an impression of the seven heroes of the Federation in his mind, so naturally he recognized Felice.

'Phew...I'm safe...'

"Pfft!" As soon as the Fool's heart relaxed, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. The wound on his chest exploded several times before, leaving his entire chest almost empty, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

"And... this trick..." The Fool realized at this moment that the strange enemy who had been chasing him for three days.

Through the attacks of the past few days, and the pollution spiritual power that he forced himself to absorb, he built this lore power.

Felice was also surprised. The attack just now was so strange that even she didn't have time to react.

'If this monster uses this trick to assassinate the Speakers...' As soon as she thought of this, Felice felt a chill in her heart.

But at this time, it's not the time to worry about this, you have to save the fool first.

Not to mention this person, she may know some key information. Just being a brave person makes her unable to die.

However, the Fool's heavy damage was caused by a sudden burst of injuries accumulated in the past few days.

Even Felice has nothing to do. After all, she is not a professional healer. She can only input divine power.

But for a fool whose limbs are more than half disabled, inputting divine power is like pouring water into a bamboo basket.

Feeling the constant weakening of his own vitality, the Fool's thoughts turned rapidly, using a few key props on one side, and mustering his final strength on the other side.

Facing Felice who was healing herself, she weakly said, "Federation... Traitor... Be careful... Winston..."