Black Island.

In front of the camp of the humanoids, the soldiers of the Joint Operations Group were still engaged in a **** fight with the enemy.

During the period, figures continued to fall, and the scene was extremely cruel.

But the soldiers were not affected, and were not shaken by the cruel scene in front of them.

In the eyes of the fighters, only the chicks will be shocked by the blood. Which real fighter is not born of blood.

From the moment they joined the domain battle group, they have already embarked on the days of blood licking, going through life and death for the mission, with their heads hanging from their waists.

The blood in their eyes could not shake their desire for victory.

the other side.

Feng Qi was carrying the comatose Mist Lord on his back, and his figure was quickly shuttling through the dense rainforest.

Behind him are the fighters of the Alliance of Weak Races in the Domain who are chasing after him.

Members of these weak races were originally recruited by them by spending spiritual resources to act as cannon fodder and increase the chances of winning miracle items.

But the cruelty of the war clearly made the members of the alliance of weak races in these fields realize that if they continued to fight, they would most likely die here.

So they chose to leave.

But the problem is that they didn't leave completely, but chose to hide in the dark and watch the battle.

When they discovered the battle between the Mist Lord and the humanoid leader, they didn't take it seriously until they saw the green bracelet that the Mist Lord was still holding tightly when he was cursed with life.

This made them suspicious.

It may not be easy to guess the origin of the green bracelet.

After a close observation, they were basically sure that this green bracelet was a miracle item.

Faced with such a huge temptation, the greed in their hearts was aroused.

What followed was a strong killing intent.

Now the Mist Lord is in a coma and has lost his fighting power.

At this time, a shot is undoubtedly a sure thing, and the benefits far outweigh the risks.

Gritting his teeth and running wildly, there are spells coming from behind him from time to time.

Feng Qi can only use mental power to build a barrier behind his back to resist the attack.

The strength of the members of the Alliance of Weak Races in the field is actually not strong, but the victory lies in the large number of them. If they really want to fight to the death, he has no chance of winning.

But continuing to escape obviously cannot solve the problem.

The Mist Lord he was carrying on his back was undoubtedly a burden.

The members of the Alliance of Weak Races in the Field are also very smart, and have quietly launched the encirclement circle. Unless he keeps running in a straight line, he will inevitably be encircled.

At this moment, a figure suddenly shot out from the ground.

Seeing this, Feng Qi released a mental shock wave without hesitation.

While he was in a trance, he jumped up and stepped on the face of this weak member of the field, and leaped forward a certain distance after borrowing his strength.

After his body fell to the ground, he continued to run forward without stopping.

In his conscious perception, he is not far from the beach now, and there is not much distance for him to continue running.

When it comes to the beach, he has only two options.

Either jump into the sea, or turn around and choose to fight to the death.

These two choices are extremely unfavorable choices for him.

His Demonic Dragon Rune transformation doesn't have any enhancements to water properties. If there are racial forces familiar with water properties among the weak in the field, he will fall into an absolute disadvantage.

At the same time, this sea area is very dangerous, and there are a large number of sea beasts living under the sea surface.

While thinking about how to make a choice, he didn't stop at all.

Half an hour later, he jumped out of the dense rainforest to the beach.

A group of seabirds who were looking for sand crabs on the beach were frightened by his appearance, and they flapped their wings and flew into the sky.

When he came to the beach and stood still, he turned and looked behind.

I saw a black shadow swaying in the rainforest, approaching the beach quickly.

Faced with the choice of fighting or entering the sea, he gritted his teeth and chose to fight to the death.

The members of weak races in these fields are not strong at all, and he is fully capable of persisting for a period of time.

But if it goes into the sea, there are many variables.

It is possible that he will soon be besieged by sea beasts, and he who does not have any underwater combat expertise is very likely to perish after a while.

On the contrary, on land, he can more or less have a chance of survival.

Thinking of this, he put down the Mist Lord, and cast his cold eyes on the fighters of the Alliance of Weak Races in the field that kept jumping out of the rainforest.

The skin turns red at this time, and the fury ability is activated.

Hot steam emerged from the surface of his body, looking at more and more enemies, his expression became ferocious.

The fierceness in my heart was completely awakened.

"Roar!"

The instinct endowed by the devil dragon made him subconsciously let out a deterrent roar.

At this time, the mist rising from the body surface seemed to be drawn by some kind of force, and began to circle around the body.

Under the surprised eyes of the Alliance of Weak Races in the Field, Feng Qi, who had lost consciousness, launched an active attack.

He went straight to a member of the weak clan in the field, and was met with a brutal knee bump.

The berserk force hit its chest along its knees, and it collapsed inward visibly, its eyes widened, and then the shattered liver mixed with blood spewed out from its mouth.

This knee bump directly cost the life of this weak alliance soldier.

After killing him, Feng Qi grabbed his neck with one hand, and threw him to the weak warrior beside him, knocking him to the ground.

The members of the weak clan in the field who reacted also launched a counterattack against Fengqi at this time.

In addition to the tricky and lethal techniques, there are also weak fighters in the field with strong melee capabilities who bully Jinfengqi and want to restrain him with physical training combat skills.

Facing the siege, Feng Qi's eyes became more and more fierce.

At this time, he was no longer afraid of pain, and even if there were scars on his body surface, he would quickly repair them in a short time.

With a roar, he took the initiative to attack again.

Facing him was a weak fighter from the field who was more than two meters tall. He looked like an iron tower, squatting down in a parrying posture.

Feng Qi didn't stop, and punched him on the arm.

After receiving a solid punch, the domain warrior didn't say a word, he stepped forward and hugged his waist with his backhand, and then threw him in a hug, trying to restrain him with ground skills.

At this moment, he grabbed Feng Qi's left hand and clamped it with his legs to form a strangulation.

"Crackling."

Feng Qi's left arm was broken at this time.

Feng Qi ignored this, and slammed his clenched right fist on the bridge of the nose of this weak warrior in the field.

When he was in pain, Feng Qi opened his mouth and bit his neck.

The left arm twisted and twisted along his figure, and at this moment he bit the neck of the weak warrior in the field.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the weak warriors released their spells one after another, taking this opportunity to launch an offensive.

Feng Qi's back was torn apart by various spells.

But the pain couldn't affect the killing intent constantly emerging in his heart at all.

Gritting his teeth, he pulled hard, and the blood spattered.

Dark red spots fell on his face, making Feng Qi's ferocious smile look even more terrifying.

Seeing such a cruel scene, expressions of horror appeared on the faces of some domain fighters, but more weak fighters in the domain remained unmoved.

At this time, they launched a more violent attack towards Fengqi.

Having broken his left arm, Feng Qi stood up, swung his controllable right arm, and rushed towards the weak warrior in the field who appeared in sight.

Relying on his strong recovery ability, he insisted on holding on.

But as the madness faded away, Feng Qi's consciousness gradually returned.

At this moment, he felt severe pain in his body, and when he lowered his head, he realized that his body was covered with scars, and there was no complete skin left.

Taking a deep breath, he continued to fight.

At this time, he no longer confronted the enemy with brute force, but chose to use skill to compete with the enemy.

The battle memories accumulated in multiple timelines came in handy at this time.

But combat experience does not give him an advantage. There are hundreds of enemies, and the advantages that skills can create at this time are very limited.

Another important reason why he was able to survive was that the fighters of the alliance of weak races in the field also had their own ghosts.

They are not all from one race.

Facing the temptation of miracle items, they are all greedy.

But they also cherish their lives very much.

Fighting desperately at this time, if you die in battle, it will undoubtedly be cheaper for fighters of other races.

Each had their own ghosts, so their offensive was not concentrated, and there were signs of releasing water to harm other fighters from time to time.

But under the successive attacks, Feng Qi was still a little bit powerless.

At this time, he discovered that the body's self-healing ability has gradually failed to keep up with the emergence of new injuries.

The energy in the devil dragon rune spar inlaid on the chest has not been consumed much.

Once the energy is depleted, his self-healing ability will completely disappear.

Turning his head to look at the Mist Lord who was still in a coma, his body was still covered with black spots at this time, and he showed no signs of waking up.

He couldn't help but worry about whether the Mist Lord would be able to survive.

Because of his appearance in this timeline, the future trajectory of the Mist Lord has changed.

He didn't know whether the Mist Lord in the normal timeline had attacked the Black Absolute Domain, and whether he was cursed, so he didn't know whether the Mist Lord could survive it.

After all, the change of the timeline will affect all aspects.

Maybe he didn't show up, the future development of the Mist Lord is relatively stable, even if the green miracle bracelet is not found, there will be no follow-up series of events.

But thinking about how the Lord of the Mist is also the post-boss standing in 1500, he still looks forward to it in his heart.

What he can do is to create as much time as possible for the Mist Lord.

Thinking of this, he let out a roar, lowered his head and threw himself at the oncoming figure.

…

At this time, in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness of the Lord of Mist.

Facing the life curse of the humanoid leader, the consciousness group of the Mist Lord had a hard time resisting it.

This curse was apparently released with a miracle item, and it was very powerful.

In the confrontation with the cursed spots, not only did he fail to dispel the black spots that constantly emerged in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, but the number of spots continued to increase.

Now it has eaten away nearly half of the space in the Sea of ​​Spiritual Consciousness.

If the curse continued, he knew he would die.

The consequence of the pollution of the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness is the fall of consciousness. Even if the body is still alive, it is just a walking dead.

In order to continue to live, he constantly resorted to various means.

But these methods are useless in the face of the curse of life, and the curse continues to spread and spread, unstoppable.

Facing the desperate situation, the Mist Lord calmed down instead.

Compromise was never an option for him.

At this time, he withdrew his consciousness group, decided to use the limited time to decipher the characteristics of the curse, and began to analyze the composition of the curse, wanting to prescribe the right medicine.

After some hard work, he successfully analyzed the composition of the curse.

Consciousness swept around at this time, and he found that the black spots had eaten away most of the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

While there was still time, he began to develop a mental attack technique to restrain the energy of the curse.

In a very short time, he succeeded in his research.

The terrifying talent of the Mist Lord was fully displayed at this time.

In the face of the crisis of life and death, the comeback of the Jedi began.

He spread his consciousness, using the newly developed spiritual attack technique to continuously erase the source of life curse in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

As long as the area swept by his consciousness group, the black spots will quickly dissipate until they disappear.

Realizing that the method was effective, he decisively accelerated the speed of dispelling the curse.

He knew that Fengqi was in an extremely dangerous state now, if he didn't hurry up, both of them might be killed by the weak warriors in the field.

Even if he is the employer of weak fighters in these fields.

But in the face of absolute interests, the employment relationship is extremely fragile.

He clearly knew that the weak fighters in the domain who were cannon fodder in his eyes just now would also become the sharp blades that killed him.

With his efforts, the black spots in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness kept disappearing.

In just over ten minutes, he successfully dispelled half of the black spots.

Along with the disappearance of the black spots, the black mark on the surface of the main body of the mist is gradually fading away.

But the Mist Lord didn't dare to stop at all.

The frightening thing about this curse of life lies in the speed at which it spreads. If it is not completely dispelled, it will come back soon.

Let him fall into the cursed package again.

In order to dispel the curse of life faster, the consciousness of the Mist Lord turned into several clusters, and launched a cleansing from all directions~lightnovelpub.net~Time passed.

When the last black spot in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness was washed away, the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness completely resumed its operation.

The golden world formed by the gathering of spiritual power resumed its operation.

The Mist Lord also opened his eyes at this moment.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the white seabirds circling and flying in the sky, and the sound of waves hitting the beach was next to my ears.

He found himself lying on the beach, his body heaving with the waves.

After being dazed for a while, he resolutely turned his gaze to the direction where the smell of blood came from.

When he saw the scene not far away, his pupils suddenly shrank.

He saw the figure of Feng Qi with a broken left arm staggering, standing not far away in a state of embarrassment, his body was covered in blood and there were deep bone scars all over his body.

Afterglow fell on his body, his figure was hazy, adding a touch of desolation.

Seeing Feng Qi's distressed appearance, the Misty Lord's heart trembled.

Suddenly, what Feng Qi said to him before he fell into a coma appeared in his mind.

"Hold on to me, don't forget what you promised me, I will have a place by your side when you stand at the top in the future."

He thought that Feng Qi could persist until now, he should have successfully escaped from the encirclement and hid.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qi chose to use his life to delay time for him, and chose to fight to the death.

While his heart was not feeling well, the anger in his heart surged up.

At this moment, Feng Qi finally couldn't support the attack, coughed up a pool of blood and fell back.

Seeing this scene, the Master of Mist came to the back of Feng Qi in a flickering figure and held him steady.

Looking at Feng Qi's dazed eyes, the Mist Lord broke out completely.

There was a scarlet light in the purple eyes.

He turned his head to look at the hundreds of weak fighters in the field ahead, and said with a grin:

"I have decided not to kill you, I will make your life worse than death!"