Pestoia is a special spirit that is fused with divine fire.

If there is anyone in this world who can understand what the world is like in the eyes of gods, it is her.

The moment Meteor Zuiluo collided with the palace's defensive shield, some of the restrictions were cracked. Although it recovered in an instant, a trace of aura leaked out and was still captured by Pestoya.

Listening to her words, Mr. Jing's crystal eyes flashed with wisdom. After pondering for a moment, he also analyzed: "The underground should not be the body of the alien god. The number of distortions in the city is not enough now, and the alien god wants to come.

Some. And the entire Lingdun was sacrificed, which requires a very large magic altar. Not surprisingly, this underground should be a key corner of the magic array, and the aura leaks from the array."

"Um."

Su Lun also felt that this should be the case.

If the foreign gods could come, they would have come long ago, otherwise there would be no need for Queen Charlotte to delay here.

Moreover, they had thought before that for a large-scale sacrificial ceremony such as Lingdun, whether the outer gods were absorbing the power of faith or gathering the essence of life, they would need some special magic circles to guide them.

But just because the city is so big and the royal family is covering it, no one knows where the key corner of the formation is.

Now Pestoya's perception helped a lot.

However, before he had time to think about it, Mr. Jing suddenly sensed something, his expression suddenly turned sharp, and he shouted: "He noticed me!"

Su Lun heard this and before he could realize who "he" was, he saw Mr. Jing disappearing from the place.

A voice came from the communicator: "I'm going to attract the attention of the outer god. Su Lun, you have Pestoya by your side, and he can't sense you. Go down and have a look, and notify me immediately if there is any danger."

Seeing this, Su Lun finally understood that they should have just talked about the most critical steps for the arrival of the alien god. This directional topic directly attracted the attention of the god's will.

Su Lun raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing this.

The risk is very high

But it seems that only they have a chance.

At the same time, Su Lun had a plan in his mind. He glanced at Pestoya beside him and asked, "Where is the position you sensed?"

Pestoya blinked, pinched her fingers and gestured, and said: "The underground is probably very, very deep. Well, go down this way and then go in that direction."

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After listening to this abstract description, Su Lun realized that this ghost lady didn't have a very good sense of distance.

But it is normal. Mud will interfere with all means of perception, and the uneven density of the mud layer will also greatly mislead perception.

Moreover, since it is an altar for foreign gods to collect faith, there must be other restrictions and interference.

But I can't tell the east, west, south, and west, so it doesn't make sense.

Su Lun smiled slightly when he heard this.

But Pestoya glanced back, with an expression on her face that I could see through, and said faintly: "Why do I feel like you dislike me for being stupid with this look in your eyes?"

Su Lun stretched out his hand and pinched her little face. It was obviously a ghost, but he pinched it with just one hand. He smiled and said, "Let's go down and have a look together."

Pestoya still had a fierce expression when her face was pinched suddenly, but when she heard that she was going on an adventure, the ghost lady immediately changed her face and said with a smile: "Okay!"

After being trapped for a thousand years, a little bit of hope can make her very happy.

Su Lun raised his head and glanced at the eighth meteor falling in the sky, planning to wait for it to fall.

The battle near the palace is now very stalemate. Various top professionals are bombarding each other, and the scene is extremely brutal. Even seventh- and eighth-level professionals may be killed by concentrated fire. Low-level professionals are no different from cannon fodder. Rush in and

Turn into ashes.

Fireworks were exploding above her head, but Queen Charlotte, who cherished her life, still did not dare to leave the palace.

Now if she runs out, she will be immediately beheaded by the opposition.

In the blink of an eye, the meteor in Lesson 8 has already struck.

The super exaggerated breaking wind sound has turned into a deafening manic sound wave in my ears.

It was too late for the palace's defense restrictions to condense the next magic energy light cannon. Someone used anti-gravity alchemy to slow down the falling speed of the meteor, but the effect was not optimistic.

At this moment, a mecha figure soared into the sky and quickly transformed into a huge mechanical Behemoth more than ten meters high in the sky like a Transformer.

The one who took action was naturally Marfa's general Burton Crist.

Mechanical Behemoth's heavy armor covered his whole body, and a thick magic shield lit up. An overloaded annihilation black light cannon spat out at the meteorite, and when there was a little crack in the meteorite's shell, he happened to hit it. The two coincided.

Upon contact, the meteorite exploded in the sky, and the mechanical Behemoth flew out, hitting the ground heavily.

Yekaterina is a quasi-seventh level, and her meteor falling from the sky is a genuine seventh-level spell. With the blessing of a thousand times gravity, even eighth-level professionals dare not resist it.

When Su Lun saw this scene, he murmured in his heart: "The mecha's space folding technology and external mechanical heavy equipment are so powerful that the physical body can resist meteorites. I don't know how many eighth-level people can resist it."

Meteorites that can fall to the ground are all extremely dense meteorites, and the feeling of being hit is not pleasant.

Su Lun himself was proficient in mechanics, so he didn't know that such a head-on collision would cause severe wear and tear on even the best armor.

People like Mafa came to help, but they may not necessarily fight for the old woman.

"Eighth level battle armor"

A flash of heat flashed in Su Lun's eyes.

But he didn't continue to watch the fun.

At the moment when the violent explosion sounded, he pinched his warlock seal and summoned a terrifying wax figure [Headless Horseman] covered in earth elements.

Then he quickly pulled out the [Shroud of Oz the Iceman] and wrapped himself tightly, and his breath disappeared in an instant.

The [Headless Horseman] stood beside him, and his whole body quickly entered the elemental state, turning into a ball of earth element and gradually blending into the ground.

The invisible Su Lun was also wrapped in a ball of earth element and blended into the ground smoothly.

It is simply unrealistic to dig a tunnel down, otherwise the outside god will discover it in advance.

Teleportation cannot sense space and is impossible.

Fortunately, [A-002-Earthshaker] has the elemental wax figure talent. This puppet is not only easy to use in combat, but is also perfect for walking through the earth.

Not being careless when it came to the evil god, Su Lun wrapped himself in a bandage and completely restrained his aura.

Even if someone senses it, they will only focus on the [Hellless Horseman].

After the surrounding soil was elementalized, it seemed as if it was sinking into water, very smoothly and silently.

He went all the way down like this.

Fortunately, although this ghost lady who had no sense of direction could not tell the location clearly, she was able to follow her step by step after coming down.

When they descended to about 1,300 meters, Pestoya said.

After careful identification, Su Lun finally determined the location.

It was a space with a special shielding barrier and was very hidden.

If it hadn't been so close, Su Lun would have almost missed it.

The altar is hidden here and will never be discovered no matter what.

Touching the defensive restrictions will inevitably lead to discovery. Su Lun did not intend to do that, but took out a small piece of plane crystal core.

Although it is precious, it cannot be saved at this time.

With a pinch of the teleportation technique, the teleportation crystal core shattered into powder, and he directly crossed the barrier and appeared in this underground space.

Although he did not feel the fluctuations of the spirit body, as soon as he entered, Su Lun immediately felt that he had entered a terrifying chaotic mental force field. His soul seemed to have been hit hard by someone, and in an instant, a huge surge of negative mental force surged.

came into mind.

Panic, despair, grief, hysterical wailing and shouting

Scarlet pictures seemed to appear in front of Su Lun's eyes, the ground was stained with blood, and people were dying in despair.

He didn't understand that this was all happening in Linton City at this time.

This space is filled with the negative mental power of thousands of people in Lingdun absorbed by the external god.

If Pestoya's soul hadn't possessed his body, Su Lun might have gone crazy immediately because he couldn't bear the mental shock.

After a moment of strangeness, Su Lun's eyes instantly regained clarity.

What you see is a bloody world.

This is a bloody space, about one hundred square meters.

The surrounding walls are full of flesh and blood tissue like living blood vessels.

There was nothing unusual about Suellen's expression. He had seen it once before on the Queen Roderica cruise ship. This was obviously the altar of the Giant Monastery to offer sacrifices to the evil god.

In the flesh-and-blood wall are eight stone pillars carved with mysterious runes, and the runes on them are shining with black light.

In the center of the space is an altar with countless runes drawn on it.

Su Lun saw a stone in the center of the altar at a glance.

His eyes were fixed, and a mysterious aura came to his face.

There are blood-colored lines on the stone depicting a creature pattern that looks like a graffiti board. It is a monster with wings and countless tentacles.

[The stone statue that gathers the power of faith, Clarence]
To be continued...