Chapter 657

Clind, the master of the valley of the dead, the ancient Lord of fire.

As a ghost after countless years, there are too many legends about it. Some people call it the most powerful prophet wizard, and some call him a sinister and cunning old immortal.

Before coming, klinder set a soul mark on his men. At the moment when the magic started, a space channel spanning nearly one million kilometers took shape.

Klinder crossed time and space and rushed from the valley of the dead to the demon battlefield.

As for the ghost of casting, it has disappeared.

The three of magic scar hurriedly crawled on the ground and said in a panic,

"My Lord, you... Why are you here?"

Clind glanced at them and flashed to the middle of the battlefield. There was still dragon blood on the ground, and there was a gnawed faucet on the hill not far away.

"Everything is fate."

"Avogadro, hateful bug, I warned you that your heart will become a raw material and your head will become a collection, but you don't believe it."

Clind pulled his mouth, smiled with great excitement, raised his hand, raised the faucet and flew slowly towards it,

"There's another exhibit in my storeroom."

"The head of the dragon of the underworld is qualified to lose on the first shelf."

Captain ghost came forward and repeated what had just happened in detail,

"Tentacles? Songs?"

Klinder was lost in thought, and his experiences of more than 70000 years surfaced in his mind, but no similar cases were found,

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, we were all at the scene. When we heard the song, we immediately fell into chaos. We didn't know what happened. When we woke up, the bodies of the spider and the dragon of the underworld disappeared, leaving only the head."

Clind frowned. According to the description of several people, the size of the spider is similar to that of the dragon of the underworld, at least God level. It's too strange that a God can be affected by the song and can't respond if his body is bitten by people.

Singing tentacle, is there such a creature in the underworld?

Thinking for a moment, clinder stepped forward and used magic to show the previous scene.

A huge tentacle tied the spider's body. A human woman appeared at the top of the tentacle. She was naked and showed an infinitely beautiful figure. She sang around the spider. Even if she didn't hear the sound, she also felt the magic that penetrated into the soul.

"Is that her?"

"Moon god!"

"Princess hanyue, the ancient goddess of dreams, and the Three Dharma protectors of the Oriental fairy court!"

"How could it be? Isn't she dead?"

Klinder was shocked and even panicked. The name of the moon god was unknown and well known in the high level of the underworld.

Her singing is the sound of nightmares, and God can't resist it. Anyone who hears the singing will enter the dream country and smile even if they are cut thousands of times.

In the battle of the gods, too many gods died in her hands. Later, more than a dozen gods of death sacrificed their souls together and sealed her voice before killing her.

Isn't the moon god dead? Who brought her back to life?

Clind suddenly smelled the smell of conspiracy. If the moon god was alive, did it mean that other gods who participated in the war of the gods were alive.

Are all gods alive, or are there only gods in the human world.

At the thought of this, his back was cold. As a ghost, he shivered uncontrollably.

The original war almost destroyed the God system of the underworld, and the gods of death disappeared in piles. Those who survived were either damaged, confused, or sealed, and could not use divine power all their lives.

If it had not been for that war, a fool like Avogadro could not have become the ruler of endless land.

Clyde fell into a deep thought. After thinking for a moment, he turned and left. He was going to look for DOM, the God of the underworld. This matter must be found out and must not give the human gods a second chance.

……

Luke didn't realize the story behind the tentacle, but simply regarded it as a sewing monster with special appearance.

The magic battlefield was wrapped in fog and could not distinguish the southeast from the northwest. Fortunately, it was not a place of nothingness and there was no folding space. Relying on the positioning system of power armor, people still determined the general orientation of the central area.

Along the straight line, Clark cleaned up many road robbers along the way. After flying for about five hours, the thick fog dispersed and the light in front flickered. It was a land full of white bones. The ground was full of flowers made of bones, and the petals glittered with white light, giving people a holy taste.

"There is a plain full of white bone flowers."

Diana was surprised and happy. "Luke, we found it."

Clark and Ron were also delighted. Black Adam said that wuhui valley was on the plain full of white bone flowers, and the scene in front of him just confirmed his words.

Luke was not so happy. He frowned and looked around carefully. Unlike other places, it was quiet and terrible. There were no sewing monsters, ghosts of the dead, and strange creatures. There was no smell of living creatures in his field of vision.

And the bones on the ground

Pick up a piece of bone and put it in your hand. It is clearly a dead object, but it emits holy brilliance.

That's weird!

Luke instinctively felt wrong. There was a sharp pain in his back, but he couldn't find the reason. It was the first time he had encountered such a thing since his rebirth.

The bone fragments on the ground are very thick, full of two meters. Stepping on them makes a clicking sound. It feels very uncomfortable, as if stepping on a corpse.

Clark whispered,

"Somehow, I have a very uneasy illusion that I'm staring at something."

Diana looked around. "Yes? I can't feel it."

Ron closed his eyes and explored with his spiritual ability. For a moment, he shook his head slightly,

"No mind wave, nothing."

Clark frowned. "But I do feel someone staring at us."

Luke couldn't help looking up at him. He was worthy of being Superman, the owner of the code of life, who had such a strong sense of danger.

"Luke, what about you? Did you feel it?"

Luke shook his head silently,

"The way home is ahead. No matter what danger there is, we must cross it."

The three men were silent at the same time. After looking at each other, they all clenched their fists. Luke was right. The way home was ahead. Whether God or devil, whoever blocked the way had to die.

Several people with firm faith walked to the depths of the plain without hesitation. When passing the first bone flower, Luke stopped, reached for the flower stem and pulled it up.

Click!

The flower stem burst, and in an instant, a sigh flashed in my brain.

Luke frowned and felt more and more wrong. He took the bone flower and looked at it carefully. The next second, the petals dissipated and became countless fluorescence sprinkled into the sky.

At the same time, the broken stems grow new flowers, shining as before, emitting a holy light.

Several people were stunned and stood in place.