Chapter 788 Evil spirits from another world (first update!)
In a deep place that is difficult to reach by ordinary things, the evil spirit Freed lives on the coffin it is attached to.
This is a dead place like the lower plane, where maddening and deadly death stirs.
Here, in addition to evil spirits like Freed, there are all kinds of evil and weirdness that are difficult to see in the material world.
From a macro perspective, it is the realm where darkness and filth settle in this world.
Freed's evil consciousness couldn't remember how long it had been since it had tasted fresh flesh and blood.
Evil spirits do not need to take in material nutrients like living creatures to survive.
Their desire for flesh and blood is more to compensate for and fill the bloodthirsty hunger that will never be satisfied in the evil souls that are surging with madness.
This is a common characteristic of life in the lower plane, and is also regarded by mortals as a curse of rebellion and refusal of death.
Not all evil spirits have relatively clear consciousness.
In this land of death and darkness, it would be difficult for any sane creature to remain rational for long.
What's more, these are crazy things that have already been spurned by life.
Freed couldn't remember exactly how many years it took for him to gradually gain spiritual intelligence after becoming an evil spirit.
Or maybe it’s not spiritual:
It was lucky enough to swallow some remains of intelligent life.
From those broken and unsystematic souls, Freed gradually gave birth to his current dark soul.
Those broken memories of a bright world so far away from this dark land seem to have no connection or effect with its present moment.
The fact is:
With such a broken mind, Freed soon became the most powerful evil spirit in this dark area.
It devoured and expelled other evil spirits from the area, enjoying alone the unpredictable and lost wreckage that fell from the material world.
After growing stronger, some new desires began to appear in Freed's evil consciousness:
It began to yearn for the world full of light in the broken memory.
More in line with the cold desire of evil spirits...
So, it began to keep tracing and searching.
Hundreds of years ago, Freed resolutely chose to leave his territory.
In the process, Fried unexpectedly discovered that this cold, dead land was not as "barren" as he once thought.
In the distant lands outside the territory, Freed encountered some unexpected situations.
It begins to understand the true operation of the world and its boundless vastness and diversity.
The splendor and brilliance contained in it made Freed feel flinched.
So, it returned to its territory.
Until today...
In his deep sleep, Freed suddenly opened his eyes.
The movement of flesh and blood is the impact of those broken memories on it.
A call from another world?
Some vivid doubts appeared in Freed's cold eyes.
In the long years before that, it would occasionally receive some calls.
But Freed always refused.
They are not evil spirits who have never seen the world. They know that the bright world is not a fairy tale world of evil spirits with cakes all over the floor.
But this world...
Freed silently sensed the message transmitted from the summons.
A small world slowly awakening from its long slumber?
What he had seen and heard surged through Freed's dark consciousness.
A great temptation, an irresistible desire, stirred in its cold soul.
Just like a mortal who has maintained restraint in front of gambling situations many times, he once again faced a gambling situation with greater temptation.
The winning rate of cards is greater, and the income from winning is a huge income that can change your destiny...
Perceiving the call that gradually became weaker as time passed, some urgency gradually emerged in Freed's dark consciousness.
It decided to take a gamble...
And in the remains of the mortal things that were once swallowed up, those already gray memories surged:
"...Life is a big gamble..."
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"Appear! The cruel evil spirit from another world!"
Aliobi's frantic calling seemed so abrupt in this quiet realm.
At this time, all worries about the invisible light curtain in front of him and the border troops on the opposite side were forgotten by Aliobi.
He has never felt the icy cold power like he does now!
It seemed to indicate another completely different life, and it also corresponded to the power that he had always wanted in his heart!
And under Aliobi's roar, the blood that should have dried started to squirm like a living thing.
A creepy feeling, like the cold scales of a cold-blooded animal rubbing against the body surface, appeared in Aliobi's heart.
Under the slight trembling of instinct and extreme excitement, Aliobi's body couldn't help but begin to tremble.
He has even begun to think about how to obtain more "suitable" materials for sacrifices in the future.
Not everywhere in this world is in a peaceful state.
In a world dominated by disasters caused by human desires, everything has a price...
And the squirming blood gradually gathered together on the ground, and it actually formed a ferocious human face that exuded an indescribable ferocious aura!
"I succeeded! Hahahaha..."
When Aliobi saw this, he couldn't help laughing wildly.
He has no habit of talking to himself.
But this sudden surge of ecstasy always needs some external expression to vent.
Because it often corresponds to more memories that individuals consider difficult or bitter.
Perhaps it is not so precise: when he finally succeeds after a long period of "hardship", the first thing that comes to his mind may be those memories that he could not bear to look back even if he had the courage to do so...
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At this moment, Aliobi suddenly felt a pain in his heart.
He lowered his head subconsciously, and then saw the face coming to life on his chest.
The next moment, Aliobi felt his consciousness gradually blurring.
The moment before he lost consciousness, Alyobi vaguely saw a strange Eastern man running out of nowhere.
He looked at himself as if he was saying something.
Aliobi didn't really hear it, but I guess it was probably not a good thing...
"Idiot! You recruit evil ghosts. You only learn to recruit but not to control? Extraordinary self-destruction soldiers?"
Tong Bing burst out from the bushes holding a newly purchased long knife that he had spent some time re-consecrating!
While he threw himself at the twitching Aliobi, he and the kid cursed together.
Under the seemingly humid light of the border jungle, Tong Bing's eyes showed no trace of fear or panic.
Wasn't it just for moments like this that he practiced his sword so hard?
That kind of searching for the perfect person in the world is no more decadent than the feeling of being unappreciated and still not finding the one you love after being single for decades.
"Death!"
Tong Bing shouted violently, and then slashed at Aliobi, who was probably no longer a human in front of him!
On the other side, the great witch returned to Liucheng... (End of this chapter)