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The sparse coniferous forest about 12 kilometers as a straight line from Beach City.

Because Donn clicked a [Illumination Technique] casually, Lin Zi's vision was very clear now.

The two gods surrounded the rotten flesh that was transformed by the fallen.

[Plague]: "Your little brother is called a hyena, right? What's the matter with his equipment? With a magic-powered shotgun in his hand and wearing armor that looks like nano-powered armor, he stands there, like a future Warrior. The style of painting is different from everyone else."

Dorn: "It's a bit like being said by you. But it was only an accident that he could get those equipment."

"..."

Dorn: "Should I give myself a deity name? Otherwise, when people pray to me, they will talk about [Big Brother Dorn, please help me]. It doesn't seem to be compelling."

[Plague]: "Honorable name? What do you want?"

"The dawn that runs through the two realms, you are the lord of dreams, the lord of storms, the source of enlightening whispers, and the guardian of all food and dreams in the world."

"Sounds interesting, did you think it yourself? Give me the whole one too."

"Uh... At the beginning, it was a traitor from the Cthulhu camp?"

"Shut up, you."

"..."

Don and Miss Plague chatted one after another, but their eyes always fell on the rotten flesh of the fallen.

Even if the hyena's final blow, the barrel of the shotgun was stuck on its "face", it didn't seem to be completely "dead" yet.

After waiting long enough, it had a tendency to wriggle again and grow the eyes of the evil god.

"What do you think? It seems to be growing eyes again."

Donne touched his chin and asked with his head tilted.

"As you guessed at the beginning, this thing is directly related to [Famine]."

[Plague] Saying this, he stretched out his hand in time and covered the rotten meat on the ground with a white light.

If Cthulhu’s eyes grow out, and the [Famine] who currently does not know where he is hiding, he can clearly control this pile of rotten flesh.

"A mortal body can't bear all the divinity [famine] escaped from the star realm. Therefore, the apocalypse who is full of eyes probably only inherited part of the divinity, and the rest is scattered in these and alienated. On the fallen ones."

"Wait until the fleshy cauldron of [Famine] meets all the alienated fallen ones, that's when he officially descends into the world."

[Plague] knew better about the famine, and quickly inferred the means by which the opponent came to the world this time.

According to this assumption, all the alienated fallen ones, that is, those who can become the flesh pillars with the eyes of the evil god, can all be regarded as part of the body of [Famine].

"In other words, will there be a large number of such alienated and fallen people who carry a small amount of [famine] divinity?"

Dorn asked, looking at the rotten flesh that was imprisoned by the white light bit by bit.

Sister Cthulhu shook her head:

"It shouldn't be a lot. Only those Apocalypse believers who have listened to [famine] for a long time can have enough physicality to bear his divinity. Moreover, to carry the divinity, the corresponding cultist must also have a certain degree. Physical strength is enough."

"After being screened by these two preconditions, there may not be many objects for [Famine] to choose. Therefore, people on the side of the Holy See have been active in this area for a long time, and there has been no report of alienated depraved people. ."

This wave of analysis is well-founded.

Don nodded more convincingly.

Speaking of it, there are not many such alienated and degenerates. People on the side of the Holy See have not reported a single encounter so far. Why did his little brother say that he encountered it when he encountered it?

I don't know if he is lucky or not...

"Is there any value in this thing?" Dorn withdrew his gaze from the rotten flesh.

"Naturally there is." [Plague]'s tone was cheerful.

He stretched out his hand and stroked the white light arc shrouded on the rotten meat, and the soft white light dazzled the eyes for a while.

At the same time, an ethereal, unspeakable sense of holiness landed in this coniferous forest.

This sacred feeling, like the evening bell ringing, belongs to the original god.

Obviously, it was only the original **** who was on the clouds in the pure white space, cooperating with Miss [Plague].

The white light of healing and the sense of holiness lasted only a short while, and then disappeared.

"Okay, I have joined forces with Yuan Chu to imprint this alienated fallen person, and then it should be possible to track it in real time without being discovered by [Famine]."

[Plague] seems to be very satisfied with the marks he made.

Before he and Yuan Chu joined forces, he could smoothly block [Famine]'s perception of Donne. Therefore, it is possible to leave a mark on this alienated fallen person without being discovered by the black robe evil god.

If nothing else, this humble imprint will help the Donne side find the hidden location of [Famine].

Dorn: "If you find him, do you immediately join forces to attack him?"

"Of course." Miss Plague was serious, "Anyway, the battle of God will be fought sooner or later, so it is better to let us take the initiative. Moreover, [Famine] is not in a good state, but our side is already fully prepared. The better it is for us to fight early."

Donn nodded.

These remarks still make sense.

Based on the comparison of the strength of the enemy and ours, the best solution for the current surviving world is to grasp the initiative of the battle of God, take advantage of the poor state of [Famine], and annihilate it in one go.

Lest nights have long dreams.

After placing the imprint, [Plague] used the authority of space to hide his and Don's existence.

This sparse coniferous forest on the frozen ground fell into silence once again.

The rotten flesh that had lost its restraint on the ground finally squirmed slowly again, turning into a pillar of flesh that was as high as a person, from which a huge eyeball was pushed out.

The one-eyed evil **** opened his pupils and looked around.

The coniferous forest is dark, no living creatures can be seen, only the needles of the pine trees are rustling by the cold wind.

After observing for a while, the eyes of the evil **** returned to the depths~www.wuxiahere.com~Puff.

Grunt.

The flesh and blood on the flesh column moved more fiercely, and countless granulation and sarcoma grew out, slowly forming the limbs and facial features of the fallen.

"Hungry... so hungry..."

The bloodshot pupils of the Fallen stared at the corpse of the elk that served as bait.

It rushed forward, gritted its teeth, feasted on the fishy venison, and made a "crunchy" oozing chewing sound.

When the elk was chewed up even the bones, the fallen man stood up from the ground with the blood on his face.

"Hungry... so hungry..."

Its hunger still cannot be contained.

In the thick night, this humanoid monster landed on all fours, crossed the frozen ground, and continued to the west.