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Lu Zhengkang pulled out the bone nail and chopped on the armor of the sneaking believer. With a sound of Ding, he could not break the defense. The crazy beast raised his armor and exposed Mori Bai's head under the mask. The two pieces of armor waved rapidly and cut down like a chopper.

Lu Zhengkang retreated in a blink, and the sneaking believers kept on chasing him. He would sprint forward for a certain distance with each blow, and the range of wielding and chopping was very wide. When he failed to achieve success with the three knives, he quickly put away his armor and blocked his weakness again. Then he retreated to open the distance, and his eyes under the mask were cold and accurate.

Lu Zhengkang grasped the rhythm of his attack, once again nailed the opponent's mask and retreated in an instant. When the stealth believers opened their armor and slashed, Lu Zhengkang stabbed at the air in front of him. A white and gorgeous lightsaber flew out of the bone nail, hitting the key point and splitting the fragile head of the stealth believer.

The blood sprayed rapidly. The sneaking believer convulsed a few times and fell to the ground.

Lu Zhengkang kicks away the huge insect, goes to the end of the platform, floats into the lower layer, turns around and moves in the opposite direction, reaches the end, goes down, turns around and enters another platform, goes straight, kills a small weaver, kills a sneaking believer, goes through the hidden dark hole and comes to a huge building.

This seems to be the whole Grand Palace embedded in the wall. The dim light casts out from the high Palace door, illuminating Lu Zhengkang's face.

Enter the Weaver's nest.

Inside is an all metal structure. Large pieces of carved metal pattern boards cover the whole nest. Countless long silk threads fall from the ceiling, stretching straight and touching like steel wire.

All the light fly lanterns provide barely lighting, and the ground is strewn with the bodies of many large weavers, whose spherical heads are extraordinarily large and look like stone carvings.

How did they die?

I don't know.

Where are the other weavers?

Maybe he left the holy nest and returned to his hometown.

Lu Zhengkang went deep into the Weaver's nest and found an area where a large number of silk reels were suspended. The soul energy was diffused on these silk reels, which must be deep silk reels.

Continue to explore and kill some annoying deep hunters. Lu Zhengkang sees a pile of weavers' corpses in a place like a gazebo, and an amulet falls on the ground. This amulet is a weaver's song, which can generate a weaver's cub to accompany and protect the wearer.

Two talisman troughs are needed. Just in time, Lu Zhengkang took off the previously worn Gruz talisman and replaced it with the Weaver's song. A little bit of light lit up and turned into a small weaver, like a group of silly white spiders, running around, waving transparent silk thread.

Looking at these young weavers, Lu Zhengkang smiles.

After taking off a whole tube of deep silk thread, Lu Zhengkang goes to the mask maker with her back on her back. When she comes to the door of the Weaver's nest, she sees a weaver standing by the door. The faint light illuminates her body, like a still life in an oil painting. However, when she sees Lu Zhengkang, she turns and leaves quickly.

Lu Zhengkang knew that this may be the princess of the weaver family, but she didn't look like a stranger. He didn't want to talk to her. He went out with a silk tube on his back. There was no trace of the weaver, and he didn't care. He went back to the mask maker's studio.

When he saw the mask maker for the second time, Lu Zhengkang found that he had changed a mask, which is worthy of being a mask maker. All kinds of masks are very complete, ensuring that every time he meets a guest, he will have a new image.

The producer has already made three pieces of roots into fine threads, woven them into rough embryo of mask, laid them on the workbench, waiting for Lu Zhengkang to bring deep silk thread.

"Here you are, with silk thread! Good. Give it to me. "The producer can't wait to wave. He reaches out his thin arm and takes away the silk bobbin. His strength is amazing.

The maker skillfully pulled out the silk thread, put it on a long needle, and immediately began to sew the mask.

In one hand, he held the rough embryo of the mask, and in the other hand, he sewed the needle from the outside to the inside.

Lu Zhengkang curiously watched the long needle fly up and down, continuously sewing the silk thread into the rough embryo of the mask, and the silk thread tube kept rotating. A large number of deep silk thread blended into the rough embryo of the mask, making its texture more and more thick and tough.

The roots with soft and bright white light are wrapped under layers of thin thread, and gradually become simple and unadorned. The deep silk thread seems to be melted by the light. The fine stitches are like glue, and the surface is smooth as a mirror. The mask looks like a piece of waxed talc.

The producer murmured. Through his complicated mask, there was a kind of fanatical temperament.

Lu Zhengkang felt the breath of nothingness.

Emanating from the mask maker, he is eroded by nothingness!

Lu Zhengkang raised his hand and grabbed the mask of the maker, but the other side was not moved. Under the mask, on the pale carapace, a pair of big eyes were dripping black tears, and nothingness was seeping from his brain.

It can be imagined that the mind of the producer must be full of brutal, cruel, fanatical ideas.

But he's not crazy. His will supports his body. He does not fall down or go crazy. He infuses all the enthusiasm and vitality aroused by madness into his hands and into his mask. He seems to be burning himself and sprinkling a little light on the world.Lu Zhengkang was lost in thought.

The holy nest, a small civilization, has suffered too much wind and rain. The malice hidden in the darkness of the world is threatening the development of the holy nest all the time. Ancient gods such as radiant light are not a safe and harmless force to resist the nothingness of radiant light.

In this world, dreaming is a time full of risks. A bug can get in close contact with countless great wills in the dream world, but what these bring is more often destruction and madness.

The insect is very small, the insect world is not big, any slightly big wind and frost may blow down the holy nest.

Those ancestors who hold torch high in the darkness of ice and snow, such as the white king, the five knights, the container and the Dreamkeeper, bring warmth to the desolate land for a while, but they are finally cooled and frozen by the snow wind.

There are five endings in the original.

The best thing for the holy nest is that the Knights kill the radiation, and then blend into the void to suppress the madness of the void.

This outcome has brought space for the holy nest to survive, and there must be a new civilization thriving.

By then, it will be calm and everything will be renewed.

Lu Zhengkang knew that he should pursue this goal.

If the Knights succeed.

He would travel around the world, or help build the holy nest, and everything would be fine.

But if the little Knight fails.

He will be the beacon that kills the darkness of light and breaks the shadow.