When Carlos said his first word, he had already turned around quickly. Even if he was holding a short dagger in his hand, he could sweep the momentum of a giant sword, sweep it out, and behead it like a melon.

Blood splattered on his face, Douglas' head, which had only made him foolishly, rolled to the ground like a ball.

Carlos sniffed, wiped the blood from his face with his fingers: "It's pretty like it? Isn't it just a phantom?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his head turned around, turned his head, and faced Carlos coldly, and repeated the order of "tourists stop" in that tone of beating: "Go back, the crime of interrupting the inheritance is unforgivable."

Carlos's answer was that he stepped on the head with his feet without any moral integrity and twisted it on it.

"I can't understand. Do you remember some of the broken things about Chenzhizi, even if it's passed on? To be honest, Mr. Douglas, is your life used to compare your job, your job, and who will wet the bed last time?"

Douglas's phantom ignored his provocation, saying, "Because your ignorant race has only a few decades in life. In our eyes, it is like fish that can only live for a few days, and can only see the insects that can only see the sunrise once, and you know nothing except the instinct/energy survival. Your narrowness makes you unable to see the value of inheritance, and in my eyes, the life of your stupid companion is no more noble than a bug."

Carlos lowered his eyes and looked at him, and suddenly laughed.

"Why should I talk to you in human language?" he shrugged, "It must have hurt my brain in the shadow demon."

At this time, Louis and Evan saw Carlos being dragged into a strange area, first with sounds and images being isolated, then the ground in the Gerrery area shaking violently and an earthquake occurred.

A big tree on the side of the road was uprooted and smashed it down at Evan, who was standing there with his mouth open, and was pulled back by Louis with his collar.

"Teacher and teach instructor!"

"Shut up." Louis scolded, and then he was staggered by a person who was eager to escape. The streets were screaming and shouting for help - the latter didn't know who they were asking for help. The road was so trembling that it made people unstable. There were small pieces of stones and gray on the surrounding buildings, and there were chaos. The sound of cars whistling one after another, and people were climbing the glass windows of the tall buildings to jump down.

"What do you do?" Evan continued his stuttering language style.

"Don't yell." Louis pushed the crowd away and walked into his car, and opened the trunk. The small space there was like a garbage purchase station. Evan showed a shock without any concealment. Unexpectedly, a man like Instructor Megelt, who was as dirty as other male creatures, had the ability to be dirty and messy instincts. It was really hard for him to keep his rigorous and holy image of water lotus without staining every day!

Louis plunged into the trunk pile in the trunk, flipped around, and then took out a box of strange shape, with some unknown liquid on it.

Louis took Evan's tie without hesitation and wiped the box of soup dripping water clean. It was only the size of a palm. After opening it, there were twelve small silver balls like pearls inside, like beads that were pulled from a woman's jewelry. Looking closely, there were even fine threading holes on it.

"What is this?" Evan asked cautiously.

"bomb."

"What?"

"ft402." Louis said without changing his face, "We called it 'Pearl' back then."

Evan's legs immediately became soft and his face was as white as white paper. He said tremblingly: "This is this...this is, when the experiment was conducted, it was overturned...the entire experimental base. It is said that it was forced to ban the bomb later on, and it was blown up?"

Louis glanced at him, and looked at him with shaky eyes - just a small collection, very strange?

When Evan thought of the thing being in the trunk and having been with him for so long, he felt a sense of trembling as he passed by the grave, his calves were trembling and almost cramping, and his throat swallowed with difficulty: "So are you going to razor Gerrery County to the ground?"

"The ft402 failed. The essential reason is that it was originally studied for the 'world' of Defu, and it was not suitable for ordinary spaces," Louis explained in a serious tone. "At that time, the barrier was not damaged, and we basically couldn't see a few 'world' of Defu. This cost too much, so it was cancelled by Mr. Scoller's signature document. Recently, Mr. Goode was planning to restart it."

"so……"

"I'll try the effect." Louis said with great spirit of scientific research - can all scholars, even if he is a historian who is not close to bombs, always have some fatal inconvenience?

Evan felt that his wisest way was to run away with his head in his arms. His shaky little heart was swaying back and forth on the two options "being bombed by instructor Megelt to the sky" and "being dragged back and forth by instructor Megelt after escaping", which was simply in a dilemma.

In a place where others could not see it, Douglas's body suddenly turned into a cluster of yellow sand, causing huge winds and waves on the ground frantically. Carlos's upright collar covered his chin and lips. The sand was like a sharp knife, and a shallow blood mark on his cheek.

Then, the yellow sand turned into a giant python, opened its mouth and made a fishy smell, and its tail swept across the ground hard. Carlos was originally leaning against the corner of the wall, but at this time he squatted down and the snake's tail slapped a big hole in the wall. Carlos quickly sent the dagger into the snake from the gap, and drew a collision like gold and stone. The giant python scales were lifted up, and the body with a thick waist suddenly shook the man away, and purple-black blood was flowing out.

Carlos's chest was gently swept by the snake's body, as if he had been knocked with a big stick, and it hurts in a dull pain. However, he suddenly stepped back two steps back and laughed out loud.

"Three-eyed Python and the Man-eating Sand." His eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, hanging in the night sky for billions of years, "It turns out that this is the truth, it turns out that it is the Valley of Death."

The giant python's body stagnated for a while.

"Mr. Douglas, are you helpless to reveal the answer to the Death Valley to hold me up?" Carlos seemed to have completely forgotten that he was fighting, showing a proud expression of a child as if he was scrupulous in the kids-unlocked. "I understand that it was completely made by the hidden clan who deceived the world and stole the world. Write this seal at the bottom of the valley, trap Defu in it, raise them, control them, and even guide them, deliberately release the news of the Death Valley treasure, and then use countless souls who come to see it to create its stigma and protect the real thing inside-I think it is... the Temple of Clesto?"

The giant python opened its bloody mouth and bit it hard at his waist.

"Yes," Carlos took a step forward, carrying the collision of the giant python with his shoulders. One man and one snake bounced away at the same time. He gasped, but his expression was pleasant: "I knew, I knew, I knew that the temple that the High Priest Clesto took me to was not true. How could you, the arrogant race, allow an "outsider" to touch your sacred place? I actually haven't traveled through the Valley of Death, right? I was suspicious when I saw the map. It was built into a railway-but the road I had walked back then was definitely not that long. It was just that you appeared in front of me on purpose, which made me feel that I had left the realm of the Death. Why? Because you found that the waste you raised could not kill me? Or... I have touched the realm of the temple?"

The ground suddenly churned like sea water, and the neon lights of the city disappeared into the darkness of the sky. There were not even short walls left around it, only dead plants and cold human bones. It seemed that a monster with vines was buried under the ground, lifting up huge vines, rubbing Carlos' waistline, and almost rolling him out.

"Ahhh," Carlos held his blood-dropped dagger, like a crazy and great adventurer waving his totem, "Welcome back to Death Valley!"

Maybe hell exists, and the place where the backlight is hell.

This is the capital of the dead left behind by eternity, where the most courageous adventurer once stopped, and it almost became a dangerous city-state in Carlos's bones. When he left the Death Valley, Carlos had a nightmare for a month. He had no doubt that many of the people who fell into the Death Valley were not really bitten to death by something, but were scared to death.

There was no smell of a strange man here. He had seen a strong man in the same team with his own eyes. He could not stand the pressure of death, kneeled on the ground to repent, and then died uglyly in the unrelieved fear.

It seems that there is an ancient anger buried here and the anger of mountains and rivers left over from the Ark Age era.

Carlos couldn't help but wonder whether the priest Clestot had selectively inherited the memory of anger and created such a place where negative emotions gathered.

At this time, on his left was a spike-like glacier, and on the right was a fire mouth that could not be seen at first sight. The color of the flames was dark, indicating a certain fatal hideousness that could not be triggered.

A huge bone bird spread its wings of bones that were about ten meters wide, and pounced towards him.

The vision in County Jalarey quickly alarmed everyone.

"A news is urgently inserted," Emmy finished reading the newspaper and turned on the TV boredly. As soon as she finished watching a TV series, an emergency news was inserted in the middle. "Tonight, an earthquake of magnitude 7 or above occurred in Geraly County. The government is currently organizing emergency shelter. The details are not clear. Let us connect with the reporters there..."

Emmy opened her eyes wide: "I'm seeing the ghost!"

The screen switched for a moment and quickly moved to County Gelare County through the satellite. A female reporter wrapped in a ball was bravely standing on the ruins in the chaos and shouting: "Hello everyone, everyone, I am now in front of Mrs. Pins Square in County Gelare County. A violent shaking just ended... Oh my God!"

The cameraman quickly turned the camera to the sky, and all the viewers heard the reporter's scream that was contrary to his professional qualities: "A bird without a head!"

The giant bird flew through the air, with its wings spreading about ten meters long, just like a legendary winged dinosaur from ancient times. When its wings were flapped, people could clearly see the bones below. The part where the bird's head was originally an empty blood hole. As it flew over people, blood actually dripped down.

The camera switched to the host again. She seemed to be bleeding from birds, rubbing her face and hands, and shouted to the camera: "This is real blood, and there is a fishy smell. This proves that what you saw just now is definitely not an illusion...uh...ah!"

She first snorted in confusion, then screamed suddenly. Even though the news host quickly cut the camera, the audience in front of the TV still saw the blood-corroded skin of the beautiful reporter and the white bones exposed at the speed of light from the rapidly disappearing scene.

In that scream, Emmy subconsciously turned around to look at Aldo who was resting on the bed. Aldo had opened his eyes silently and stared at the TV screen.

"Your Excellency?" Amy asked in a low voice.

Aldo was silent for a while: "Can I let me see the one just now?"

Amy immediately turned on a laptop computer at hand and connected it to wireless. Sure enough, the news and several horror scenes had been screenshotted by someone and it was spread on the Internet.

"Bone Bird." After a while, Aldo whispered, "the legendary gatekeeper of Death Valley."

At this time, Emmy's phone rang wildly. He answered several times before turning his head to Aldo, "Louis asked me to take the therapist first. What is Death Valley?"

Aldo stared at the various speculations on the screen, and the satellite maps displayed below: "He told me that Death Valley has a very powerful Death Valley - but for so many years, Death Valley's Death Valley may have been dead, so people now obviously have forgotten its existence and even built cities there... but at the same time, there seems to be the temple of Clestot."

Amy felt as if she had heard something terrible.
Chapter completed!