Chapter 166

Blacka hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Then how should I leave this fog? As you can see, everything you can see is covered in fog." Blacka said: "I can't feel anything. This fog seems to be able to isolate my perception.

.There is nothing all around."

"No, no, no, this mist cannot directly interfere with things that are perceived. This is the reason for this field, the lost realm of the mist snake. Any intelligent creature enveloped in it will lose its way. And, it is inevitable no matter what."

get lost'."

"What's the meaning?"

"In short, if you can't find a way to crack it, you'll never get where you want to go. Time and space are completely chaotic in this realm - but it's not really chaos, it's your

There is a problem with perception. Without correction, maybe three hours may seem like three years to you. Or it may be the other way around, clearly three years have passed, but you feel like it is only three hours.”

"I have a deep understanding of the threat of this thing. What's the way to crack it?"

"Use your domain to neutralize. Unlike others, domains in Lost Realm will not fight against each other. If there are other effects in your domain, they will be superimposed and take effect."

"I have no domain."

"You have it, otherwise why do you think you are still here now? When the realm you used to disappear, your concept has already disappeared, but you can still stand here well, how can you survive?

Worry - this is a luxury worry that only living people can have."

Blacka was stunned. He suddenly realized something, and he roared with great displeasure: "Do you know what happened to me before?"

"Huh? What do you mean? Do you mean some idiot who can only swing an ax or some idiot who can't even figure out what he wants? Oh, sorry, I forgot, these two guys are not very smart.

It's all you." The girl's ridicule was full of disdain for him: "Don't think about this or that, you are in a big problem now, and if you can't solve it, you won't be able to do anything about it."

Blacka was silent for a long time, and then said: "If I do as you say, will you give me back my previous memories?"

"Memory? No, no, no, you are wrong. What you lost was 'existence', not memory. If all you lost was memory, I could easily restore it to you. But if you lost 'existence', if it weren't for

You have a lot of white wolf flesh and blood in your body, and you have turned into dust long ago." Greed tried to explain clearly to Blacka: "If you want the so-called 'memory' from before, I can't restore it to you, but I can completely follow the instructions

I will give you a forged version of your preferences - I won’t change the key information, but it will make you mistakenly think that you may not have been that miserable before.”

"I was miserable before?"

"It depends on who you compete with. I advise you not to compete with me. This is the only thing I will never lose." Greed sounded quite proud, and even his tone was raised when he said this.

Blacka didn't want to talk to this guy anymore. Talking to this guy would make him unhappy from the bottom of his heart. This guy was created as if he didn't want to make others happy.

"Then do I have a field now?" Blacka asked displeasedly: "The concept of field comes from obsession. I don't even exist, so how can I use the field?"

"Don't tell me, you can still exist now because you have the flesh and blood of the white wolf. Of course you can also use the white wolf's domain. I don't expect you to fully manifest its domain, but at least you can use it.

A rough idea."

"The white wolf's domain?" Blacka repeated softly, frowning: "Don't you have a domain?"

"If you are willing to make enemies of all guardians, you can also consider my domain." Greed seemed to be very generous: "My ability is very special, even a guardian can sense my breath."

Blacka stopped talking. He slowly squatted down and silently used the white wolf's spiritual power in his body.

He didn't know what this power could do, but it didn't stop him from taking out the White Wolf's power unilaterally. He completely immersed himself in this strange power, and with his slow breathing, he felt that he

Being in the wilderness.

Greed didn't tell him how to use the so-called field, but Blacka felt that he might have used something similar before. His consciousness began to diverge, and after his attention completely disappeared, he felt as if he had disappeared from the world. The world was moving like this.

A new perspective appeared in his mind. There was no longer any physical barrier, only the difference between prey and hunter.

Blacka realized that was all, and all he could use was one of the powerful abilities - "Hunting Ground".

But that's enough. Blacka already has a way to get rid of the "lostness". As long as he can leave the fog as it says, he can go find Ghost.

"Well done, what did you find? Wolf cub, tell me what you saw?" Greedy asked in a provocative voice: "Did you find any good blood food?"

"There are people under the ruins." Blacka said softly, "There are still living vampires."

"Well, I'm not asking you this. It's really difficult to kill those things if you don't pay attention to them." Greedy said: "Can you find a way to leave? I don't know how large an area that guy has opened up. Of course,

I don’t know how you can get out of here.”

Her voice stopped mid-sentence, or it could be said that Blacka could no longer hear her at this moment.

He was hit by the huge snake body, and the body covered with hard scales hit Blacka at an extremely fast speed. For a moment, he couldn't even react to the pain. His brainstem, cervical vertebrae, heart, and three

The vital parts are even stuck together.

Blacka turned into mud in an instant. He even had a huge muzzle velocity. The bricks and rocks collapsed several times when he landed in the ruins. When he stopped, it was because a weapon of excellent quality penetrated him.

His body was ripped apart, and most of his internal organs were torn apart. He also took this opportunity to stop.

He did not remember that he had ever faced such a level of power. This completely irresistible power and speed made his life ugly. This was not a miracle caused by the power of elements like that of goblins. At least he died with dignity.

.And when fighting against the Mist Snake, his death was no different from that of mud.

But this is still Blacka after all, and the rotten flesh all over his body is regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye. He pulled out the weapon from his body, and only when he pulled it out from the rock could he see that it was actually a halberd. He took a step forward,

Throw it like a javelin.

But he doesn't even know where the enemy is! What the hell! He has clearly opened the White Wolf's domain, and it stands to reason that he is like a hunter in this domain.

Only those who know the opponent's location are hunters. The current Blacka is not even the prey of the fog snake, and is considered a plaything until it dies.

When Blacka's eyes had completely grown, he realized that the fog snake he was looking for had been in front of him all along. It suddenly descended from the mist. This huge snake head was bigger than Blacka's body except for its eyes. Blacka

Looking at himself through those emerald green eyes, in those crystal-clear mirror-like eyes, the boy looked embarrassed.

Blacka raised his hand and threw his ax. Even though his whole body was blown away, he still held on to his ax tightly. This is an ax that can open a path in the black forest. Even such a huge beast can be directly hit.

Even if it is thrown into the eyes, it will not be unscathed.

But nothing was thrown with the axe. Just like before, the ax passed through the body of the fog snake. It seemed to have no entity. Although it was clearly hard when it was hit on its body, this thing was the transformation of mist.

type, you can't do any harm to it.

"You're so uncool. You don't look like someone that White Wolf would value at all." The voice of Mist Snake came from almost all directions. Its voice was a little stiff, but it was clearly distinguishable: "Sick Rat, why do you want to keep this person?"

Guy? This guy with unknown origins should be destroyed."

"Don't lose your temper with mortals, you are a god. Don't use your standards to look at humans." Only when the sick rat's voice rang out did Blacka notice it. It didn't know it was appropriate to stand on top of the fog snake, sharp and sharp.

The sharp thorns penetrated her body and hung in the air in this way: "I am not your enemy either."

This is the territory of the Mist Snake, and the sick rat is not a guardian who is good at fighting, and he has just come out of the seal. In terms of combat ability alone, the sick rat is undoubtedly at the bottom at the moment. So she can only be pitifully beaten.

Hanging on the snake scales, he sighed helplessly.

"The fact that he is a mortal does not excuse him from sin." Mist Snake looked at Blacka who had no choice but to lean against the wall and slumped down, and said in a very thin voice: "Sick rat, do you know? There are many demon seals.

It’s all loose.”

"It's the angels who sealed the devil, not us. It's not surprising that it has loosened after so much time." The sick mouse said, "Isn't this the reason why you touched this child?"

"That's enough. Anything tainted with demonic power deserves to die." Mist Snake said: "I'm interested in going to see if there is a way to die - not to mention that this guy is so strong, I don't remember the power of the white wolf.

This can be achieved with very few ingredients.”

"Did I say that this guy came all the way from outside the Black Forest just to find you?" The sick mouse felt that he couldn't be quiet anymore. This guy was unreasonable at all, and he didn't intend to get along well with him if he continued like this.

As one of the four major disasters, being treated so disrespectfully made his little face completely shattered.

"I told you, so what?" Mist Snake said jokingly, putting his head in front of Blacka, and asked in a penetrating voice: "Come, tell me. If I can grant you one wish at this moment, what do you want it to be?

What? Based on your answer, I will decide how to make you suffer and die."

"Let Bai Ling go and help her unlock the seal of the white wolf." Before Blacka could finish speaking, he was crushed by the huge snake body again. When the fog snake moved its body, Blacka's body was destroyed. He once again

The body was reborn with flesh and blood, but it was still destroyed again.

"Maybe I didn't express it clearly enough." The Mist Snake's mockery was even more obvious. It destroyed Blacka, who was constantly reborn, again and again. It didn't even use its power, and purely relied on the irresistible force to draw him out again and again.

Niba: "Don't think that I can't kill you. The only choice you can make is this time - I am interested in letting you live to see what you plan to do, and if you really intend to use your life to please me sincerely,

I don’t mind selling Bai Lang a favor to let her escape from the seal.”

Blacka was confused when he heard these words, because he hadn't even regained consciousness since just now.

The physical pain has been completely numbed, and his body is constantly being crushed and reborn. He doesn't know how long it has passed, and he doesn't know what he has experienced.

He felt that he was really a monster, and he was still living like this. This body was so strong that he despaired. He was curious about why his body was still being reshaped, and he was already so rotten, so he could disappear in a dignified manner.

Isn’t it possible?

I don’t know how long it has passed, maybe a few minutes, maybe a few hours. Or maybe a long time has passed, maybe it’s even spring and the flowers are blooming.

Blacka could see his surroundings again. He regained one eye, and with this only vision, he saw the beautiful and strange girl sitting in front of him.

That's what Bai Ling looks like, but it's not Bai Ling.

Her eyes were emerald green, and slender snakes were wrapped around her whole body, entangled from her neck like a necklace. Blacka could truly tell from the smell that this was indeed Bai Ling, but her mind at the moment

It seems to be occupied by another guy.

"Don't worry, the White Wolf's dependents have the highest treatment here. I will never embarrass the tribe created by my acquaintances." This "White Spirit" dragged his head and said with a smile: "Okay, your resurrection ability seems to be

Has it reached its limit?"

Blacka was stunned, and then he realized that a while had passed, and his image was still just his head. The neck would no longer be reborn, but at the fracture, the hot flames followed the skin and flesh, making the last part of him in the flames.

endure the pain.

Mist Snake used the simplest way to break Blacka's almost infinite resurrection ability. He killed him every time he was resurrected, until he was completely turned into mud that could not move.

"This is the 'divine fire', which is the heat on the fire sword created by God to seal Yili Garden. Your last traces in the world will disappear in three minutes. Before that, I plan to have some fun." She laughed.

He said, dragging his head and looking at Blacka who was gradually being scorched in the flames: "It's still the same question as before, I'll give you another chance to answer it again."
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