Chapter 1555 The deity of the **** of linen

After entering the spring of the underworld, Liu Zhi should feel that his body is being squeezed by a powerful force.

  If he is not a myth, his body may be squeezed into pieces by this pressure.

  Liu Zhi finally understood why everyone in Egypt knows the way to leave the underworld, but few can return from the underworld.

  It's not that their mummies are doing badly, but because this kind of pressure is not something everyone can withstand.

  If there is no way to leave the underworld by squeezing, the souls of those who want to resurrect will be shattered by the squeezing, and it will take a long time to repair.

  This time is enough for them to do a lot of things.

  Unless someone uses a special spell to lay the corresponding channel in the spring, this can ensure that ordinary souls can pass through safely.

  Otherwise, only the powerful Reaper can pass freely.

  Yagiji is a powerful **** of death.

  To him, the pressure of the spring water in front of him can only be regarded as average.

  After turning a few times in the spring, Liu Zhi was thrown out.

  When he recovered, he found that he had left the underworld and was in a forest.

  The forest in front of him should be below sea level. Liu Zhi looked around and found that there was not much sunlight in the forest.

  This situation is not uncommon. Some forests will block part of the sunlight due to dense trees.

  But this is definitely not the case.

  Yagiji felt that the forest in front of him should be located under a cracked canyon.

  Because of the canyon, only a certain period of sunlight can shine on this forest.

   Usually this forest is in a dark state.

  It was precisely because of the darkness of this piece that Liu Zhi could smell the breath of some dead spirits in the forest.

  These necromantic auras seemed to be wrapped in something, and they did not radiate out, nor did they affect the vitality of this forest.

  This kind of breath is quite weird, and Liu Zhi couldn't help but think more.

  At this time, a roll of linen sprang out from the neighborhood, and finally combined into a human form in front of Yanagi.

  When he saw this roll of linen, Liu Zhi was shocked.

  He found that the human figure made of linen in front of him exceeded the level of the **** of linen he had seen before.

  This is the 19th level, and it's still a very powerful level.

  Looking at Liu Zhi's stunned look, the figure laughed instead.

   "My clone can bring you here. It seems to have recognized your existence. Come with me."

  Liu Zhi hesitated for a while, and followed.

  Liu Zhi found that the linen figure had already controlled everything here clearly.

  After a few circles, they came to a clearing in the forest.

  A lot of flax is planted in this clearing.

  Liu Zhi stepped **** the ground and found that the soil on the ground was golden. It can be seen that in order to grow these flax, a lot of divine corpses were thrown here.

   "Sit down, don't worry, I have no conflict with you, introduce myself, I am the deity of the **** of linen, you can call me Turin."

  Hearing the name, Liu Zhi raised his head at once.

   He stared at the human figure in front of him, and asked in a little surprise, "The one with the shroud?"

   "Yes, not right, I am a shroud, but not that, but a stitched monster made up of a hundred pieces of the same shroud."

  Turin doesn’t care about his identity at all. In his opinion, his origin is actually very reasonable, and there is no difference.

  He is also a superior mythical level, and he also has the opportunity to attack the 20th-level gods.

  Similarly, he can also take a different path.

  Turin knows its situation very well.

  He is born to belong to the undead material with the bright attribute.

  This gives him very little choice.

  The aura on Liu Zhi's body was a bit close to him, so he invited Liu Zhi here to ask about Liu Zhi's line and think about whether he could get some experience from it.

  Yagiji also saw Turin’s thoughts.

  He said with some embarrassment: "I really didn't know that the God of Linen was your clone. I thought he was the deity."

  "This is normal. In this game, there are not many who can reach level 15; one of them has reached level 18, which looks like a deity in the eyes of normal people.

  In fact, it means that I am inconvenient to appear in the eyes of those in Egypt. If I appear, the final outcome will definitely be divided. "

  Torino said this, and Liu Zhi understood the truth.

  The body of Turin is the legendary shroud, but as far as the situation in front of him is concerned, he has at least snatched the same ninety-nine shroud from other worlds.

   Relying on the power of a hundred shrouds, finally merged into such a body.

  He said he was a suture monster, but in the eyes of the Egyptians, he was a moving treasure.

  Egypt pharaohs all wanted to make mummies. To make mummies, they needed linen bandages.

  Who in the world can compare to the Shroud of Turin, and which bandage is more spiritual than the combination of these hundred shrouds of Turin.

  It can be said that if Turin appeared in front of the Egyptian gods, he would be killed immediately.

  If you want to live until now, Turin must have its own skills.

  Seeing Liu Zhi's puzzled eyes, Turin smiled.

  "Don’t worry about me. I just ran over to take a look after I heard Flax talk about your situation. This is my site. I will leave after asking questions. They can't catch me yet."

  Yiu Zhi nodded, not asking anything more.

  He already knew that Turin had the certainty of leaving, and naturally knew that Turin would not want to kill himself.

  So the two of them started talking.

  From Torino’s words, Ryuuji heard the other side’s thoughts.

  The opponent is the undead who has embarked on the path of the Holy Light, and it is the strongest kind.

  Now he is stuck at the last step and has not stepped out.

  It's not because his strength is not good, but because his strength is too good, and it affects his origin.

  And Turin cannot give up this strength.

  If he gives up, he is just a roll of useless linen.

  What is the future of linen?

  Turin must leave something in his body.

  He has to work hard no matter how difficult it is.

  In this regard, Liu Zhi could not give too many opinions, but he still talked about his subordinate Raxia.

   Turin was very interested in that Ryuzhi had a clone who took the route of the sun god. He asked in detail. After hearing that Rasha was still a Paladin, he was even happier.

   "Good paladin, can you let your clone meet me."

  Liu Zhi thought for a while and gave an answer.

  (End of this chapter)