Before we retreated, the light green oval vortex immediately stopped.

Then, almost at the same moment, the vortex completely disappeared.

boom!

The tangible impact knocked down the thick tree trunk.

The force was so small that even such a huge ancient tree couldn't help but shake, and countless leaves rustled upward.

A dark red figure stood beside the ancient tree.

At present, Zhou Zhuya, the only one with the bloodline of Wushen among the followers on the island, has died... With or without the bloodline of God, it is possible for the true spirit to exist for a long time.

The wizards have set up a vicious witch formation here to specifically target us low-level believers, making it difficult for our souls to return to the embrace of the Lord.

The hope of life now is almost zero... I wanted to avenge Father Zhou Zhuya, but I failed.

"Damn it!"

Thinking of this, Naris' true spirit let out a high-pitched roar.

But a moment ago, I calmed down and looked at the huge old tree carelessly.

'The great elf...the strange portal...could it be something else?!'

Naris's true spirit suddenly started to tremble, and he was a little excited... No wonder Wan Laer seemed to have thought of saying something to me just now!

Yes, that excitement only lasted for a moment.

I looked at my now illusory body and sighed secretly.

Look around for another seven weeks.

Naris's sight passed through the dense trees and took in the battle situation under the island.

The wizards came in swarms, sweeping away the believers on the island like locusts.

I changed several places in succession, and all I saw were scenes of believers being brutally killed...

'The small trend is over...'

Zhou Zhuya sighed, then looked back at the ancient tree beside him.

'I can let this group of wizards discover it!' I looked hard, then made a few empty strokes on the back of my chest, 'Praise your Lord.'

After doing that, I suddenly came to the edge of the red soil forest. As I thought in front of me, the originally solid body of the true spirit suddenly collapsed.

The tangible dark red mist rolled like a tide and spread towards Qi Zhou.

"Yes!" In the night sky, the eight wizards who had been looking for something all exclaimed in unison.

"The Pope's true spirit is indeed still there!" said a wizard.

"Yes, it is here now..." The old wizard in the middle shook his head and said: "Naris has disintegrated his true spirit... Slowly disperse the wizards, and the eight of you will join forces to restrain them. Those fogs can be

Contamination is a must!”

"Yeah." The other two people responded one after another.

While we were talking, this dark red mist had spread to a very small area...from the edge of the red soil forest, almost covering the entire red soil forest and an area of ​​the same size as the other side.

In the covered area, the originally strong trees withered and rotted one after another. Naxi's "home" in the red soil forest was also spared...it even seemed to have received special care, and it rotted like rotten cardboard soaked in water.

Everything in the entire area, even the soil on your feet, is contaminated and becomes dirty.

Fortunately, the eight wizards worked together in time to restrain the mist and disperse the wizards at the same time. However, there were too few wizard casualties.

After a while, the situation under Gupil Island stabilized.

Believers of the first level and below were all strangled by the wizards.
Chapter completed!