The third thousand four hundred and seventy-seventh chapters have their own concerns
This huge pit is a sea of bones. It is not only huge in area, but also has no idea how deep it is.
Various kinds of skeletons were piled up layer upon layer, mixed with various kinds of armor and weapons.
Although tens of millions of years have passed, there are still some weapons that are shining with divine light.
It's just that the masters of these magic weapons have long been turned into withered bones, or turned into regular monsters.
They wandered around unconsciously, wailing continuously from their mouths, venting their endless anger and grievances.
The eerie sea of bones is a truly dangerous place. Once a monk mistakenly enters it, there is basically no possibility of leaving alive.
The thousand-meter-high giant skeleton stands in the center of countless skeletons, like a supreme lord.
Surrounded by countless wronged souls, they are also wailing silently, as if they want to break free from the shackles of thousands of years, but they are simply unable to do so.
Under this huge skeleton, a figure sat cross-legged, exuding a frightening aura.
The appearance of this figure looks very similar to Lord Aogu, but the aura is different.
It gives people the feeling that his body has been occupied by an unknown existence.
The God General stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the sea of bones piled up, with a flash of struggle and panic on his face.
As a result, at this moment, the figure under the skeleton had already raised his head and looked over.
One is a Loucheng monk, and the other is a suspected tribal lord. The relationship between the two parties should be endless.
But the scene in front of me was clearly like meeting an acquaintance.
"Greetings to the Lord!"
The god general knelt on the ground, with a pious expression on his face, and bowed to the figure in the sea of bones.
He looked pious and serious, as if the most important thing in the world was to worship his noble master.
"Have you completed the tasks assigned to you?"
The figure under the skeleton asked in a cold tone, with an attitude of indifference to all living beings.
"In accordance with your request, we have attracted those monks here. It won't take long for them to arrive at the core area one after another."
The god general answered quickly, with a hint of flattery in his tone.
"There is no need to rush, let them approach slowly, and the souls who are suffering from fear and torture will be more delicious and mellow.
As a merciful Lord, I allow them to live a little longer before they have the honor of resting in this sea of bones!"
The monk who was suspected to be Lord Aogu had a ferocious smile on his face and seemed to be very satisfied with the plan he had made.
Use the Bone Secret Talisman as bait to attract groups of idiots, and let them enter the crystal mine batch after batch to die.
Through this method, enough cultivation resources can be obtained so that it can reach perfection one day.
At that moment, you can escape from this world and be free from any constraints.
It's just that its existence is too special, and after reaching a certain level of cultivation, it is extremely difficult to improve even a little bit.
Although it has devoured the entire world's inhabitants and devoured foreign monks more than once, it still cannot meet its needs.
But it doesn't matter, as long as greed is still there, as long as desire lasts forever, there will be a steady stream of prey entering the trap.
"Your wisdom is unparalleled, and those stupid prey will eventually become sacrifices to you!"
God will praise loudly without any hint of arrogance, just like a pet that tries its best to please its master.
He had long forgotten that he was actually a victim and witnessed with his own eyes the entire process of his tribe being devoured.
Those lies that deceived the tribe could not be dispelled by him personally, which ultimately led to the decisive battle.
Although he is the biggest accomplice, he does not feel any guilt at all because he is full of hatred for his tribe.
Perhaps it was because of a small thing, or perhaps because of some unfair behavior, that eventually led him to hate all his fellow humans, and with him the entire world's creatures.
When the world was destroyed, he felt indescribable happiness, and he was happy for tens of millions of years.
Just as the two sides were talking, the ancient lord suddenly frowned and said in a tone that could not be refused: "Go back immediately, find those lost guys, and guide them all to me."
The ancient lord was still claiming that he could let the monks slowly enjoy their last moments, but now he suddenly changed his mind.
The general was not surprised by such changes.
He knew his master very well, and would often change his behavior from day to day.
"As you command, my master!"
The god general bowed and disappeared into the mine again.
He did not see the figure underneath the skeleton, but there was a look of surprise on his face.
"Why do I have the feeling that something unexpected will happen this time?"
When your strength reaches a certain level, you will have foresight of disaster and blessing, especially in the world under your control, and this feeling will become clearer.
In fact, this perception of blessings and misfortunes is the transmission of information from all things in the world, and the judgment result obtained after synthesis.
The stronger your ability to control the world, the more information you will harvest, and you will even reach the level of omniscience and omnipotence.
However, as the world becomes desolate, this perception of blessings and misfortunes has become weaker and weaker, and has even become insignificant.
In particular, everything he does is an effort to escape from this world, which is tantamount to actively cutting off the ability to perceive danger.
Even when the connection with the entire world is getting weaker and weaker, and he is even about to get rid of it completely, he can still receive such a strong crisis warning.
Being suspicious by nature, the Lord immediately became vigilant.
Although he has always believed that this world is about respecting himself and being able to do whatever he wants.
But this inexplicable sense of crisis made the ancient lord extremely vigilant, and he immediately made up his mind.
The net must be closed as soon as possible to end this hunting to avoid accidents.
Originally, he had many tricks up his sleeve and was planning to tease these greedy fools, but now he changed his mind.
The situation has become complicated and confusing, and there is not much time left for him. The most important thing is to escape from this world as soon as possible.
Once something unexpected happens, it is very likely that all previous efforts will be in vain.
The ancient lord can already feel that the consciousness of this world is eyeing him. With nothing to consume, he is undoubtedly the biggest piece of fat.
If the ancient lord can be used as nourishment, this world that is about to be abandoned will definitely be able to persist for a while longer.
If it cannot be done, it may not take long before the whole world collapses.
Therefore, both the ancient lord and this desolate world are actually racing against time.
One wants to devour the other, the other wants to escape and has reached the most critical moment.
Therefore, this hunting plan is very important to the ancient lord.
At this time, the ancient lord has concluded that the inexplicable sense of crisis most likely comes from the consciousness of this desolate world.
Because in his opinion, only this world is full of hostility towards him and wants to devour and destroy him.
As for the deceived prey, they only have a greedy heart, but have no means to threaten themselves.
Sooner or later, like those descendants of the tribe, they will become materials for spiritual practice and become part of this mountain of bones.