The optical net fell directly to the ground.
The dark shadow disappeared suddenly, as if it had never appeared before.
With the sound it makes when it runs, there should be clear foot prints on the ground.
In fact, it did have footprints.
But as the shadows disappeared, those footprints disappeared simultaneously.
What changes together is not only those footprints, but also other things.
The trees hit by the shadow when it rushed out, and the grass it stepped on, were all restored.
It's as if nothing happened just now.
The wizards of the beast gods held their staffs tightly and looked around uncertainly, looking for the disappearing shadows.
Although it happened briefly, Zhou Yang still saw it clearly.
It was indeed a monster that had never been seen before, or that the entire form of this monster was completely different from the creatures he had seen that could be called an animal.
If analogy is forced, it is more like the kind of aquatic creatures born in the deep sea due to the boundless darkness and strong pressure.
There are no rules at all in the appearance, and it is full of spiky and tentacles that are particularly arbitrary. Between the spikes and tentacles, one after another can be seen vaguely opening and closing mouths, and each mouth is covered with sharp teeth.
And what supports its body are insect-like arthropod-like organs, at least six, each of which is hard and flat, like six sharp knives.
No matter from which point of view, this is an absolute predator, an absolute creature standing at the top of the food chain.
Especially the combat power it showed when fighting with the bearded mage.
In a short contact battle, the bearded mage used fire spells, frost spells, and lightning spells to attack the monster three rounds. Only the last lightning spell knocked the monster back briefly, but failed to injure it. .
But the bearded mage was hit twice by the monster’s tentacles. At the last contact, he was struck across his chest with a knife-like limb. The mage’s robe was torn to pieces, leaving a deep line on his chest. For the deep wound, fortunately he was hiding in time, and an ice shield was condensed in front of his chest, otherwise, this blow would be enough to cut him in half.
Judging from the performance of the beard, even among the wizards, he is also a top-level existence. In the West, it is not that any wizard can inlay gold on the robe. The border on the robe of the wizard is equivalent to the ranks in the army. The level of the certificate, the position of a civil official, the Phnom Penh White-robed wizard is already a high-level wizard in Europe and the United States, and there are only a thousand in the world. Various patterns are added as a proof of status, but it is not necessary to say how strong it can be than the gold-rimmed white robe wizard without a pattern.
This is already the top power under the limits of the world.
Monsters can gain the upper hand in the battle with the white-robed wizards in Phnom Penh, which is no longer as powerful as normal.
After a brief panic, the wizards of the Beast God immediately swarmed and surrounded the injured beard.
This kind of injury is nothing to wizards, even gray-robed wizards, as long as they have learned healing spells, they can easily heal them.
However, the wizards at the scene were extremely flustered, and some even began to cry.
They carried the beard to the prepared stretcher aside, and several wizards cast spells.
The sacred white light enveloped the beard, whether it was the speed or strength of the spells, it showed that they were experts in restoring spells.
White light penetrated into the wound on the bearded chest, the wound healed quickly, and the skin on the chest quickly became smooth and clean.
However, none of the wizards at the scene became relaxed, and their expressions became more solemn.
When the wizards stopped casting spells, the beard snorted and cracked an identical wound again, as if he had been scratched by an invisible sharp blade again.
The blood splattered several wizards all over their faces.
The bearded growled in pain.
The mages hurriedly cast the restoration spell again.
Under the action of the spell, the wound healed again.
But as soon as the spell stopped, the wound reappeared.
The bearded said painfully: "Don't waste time, take me to see the Lord, so that I can have peace at the last moment."
Hearing what he said, the wizards all looked sad, and some of the feelings were fragile and even began to cry.
"What are you crying? Don't cry!" The bearded said, panting, "Where is the crying and crying like a Slav, hurry up and take me to see the Lord, I can't last long."
Zhou Yang had been watching for a while.
He noticed that the beard's wound was not unhealed. In fact, the restoration spells of the mages were well performed, and the wounds healed perfectly.
But when the spell stops, the wound will reappear.
It's not that it was hurt again by something invisible, it's not that it didn't heal and completely collapsed, but it appeared again.
That's right, it appears again.
No matter the depth of the wound or the details of the edges, they are exactly the same, there is no difference!
It was as if that monster suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
The current situation has fallen one by one, and the wound will never disappear.
This involves the time factor.
However, there are no time spells in the world.
The kind of wizards who can travel through time and space, who can randomly appear in the past and present, can change the recovery time at will, even in the circle of wizards, they only exist in the legend of the novel.
Zhou Yang was a little curious, so he moved closer, wanting to take a closer look.
Both his mission and Shi Changsheng's previous matters involved time, but he didn't want to let go of any clues.
It's just that as soon as he walked forward like this, he attracted the attention of other mages.
Just now, the monster came suddenly, and the beard was seriously injured and dying, so no one paid any attention to him. Now he moved up by himself, and the surrounding wizards immediately reacted.
"Go away, what do you want to do!"
"Hurry up, this is not a place where you can stay casually!"
"What are you squeezing, get out of our camp!"
"He must be a spy, kill him!"
The sad mages vented their helpless anger on Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang frowned, and was about to do something. Let these guys be quiet, when he heard an angry roar from the forest in the realm of death ahead.
The heavy footsteps rolled against the ground like muffled thunder.
The sound of trees breaking and falling continuously from far to near.
There was an earth-shaking howl, and a black shadow rushed out of the forest like lightning and rushed straight into the camp.
The mages of the beast gods scattered around in a panic, once again formed a magic circle, and cast a light net to capture.
But the black shadow disappeared again when the light net landed.
Time is still short, and things are still happening quickly.
Only this time without the big beard's obstruction, the monster rushed into the mage group and caused a lot of casualties. There were more than a dozen mage fell in a pool of blood. The lighter one also left a bloodless wound. Some of them were either turned into two halves or lost their heads. The worst one was chopped into mashed meat and spread out on the ground.
What happened just now, from the perspective of a monster, is almost exactly the same as the last time!
The scene was full of screams and panic.
Without paying attention to Zhou Yang, the wizards ran to rescue their companions.
But their wounds are exactly the same as their beards, they cannot be treated at all, as soon as the spells stop, they will reappear.
If this goes on, the bloodshed alone can shed them all!
There was no one next to the bearded stretcher.
When fighting the monsters, everyone ran into battle formations and could only put the stretcher on the ground.
Zhou Yang walked over, squatted next to the beard, and asked: "Your name is Asapov? I remember Russia doesn't seem to have a white robe wizard with gold rims. The strongest one should be a wizard in silver leaf and white robe."
The bearded Asapov gasped and said, "Who are you? What are you doing here? Is it also for this monster?"
"No, I want to look inside." Zhou Yang pointed to the realm of death, "There is something in there, I'm very curious."
Asapov said: "No one can live out of the realm of death. There is a corner forgotten by the gods, the ultimate place of death, the forbidden zone of life."
"But, there was something that came out just now. Although that thing looks a little weird, it should belong to a kind of life." Zhou Yang said, "Is that thing the first time it came out today? Why did you catch it? "
"No, it's only the first time we came out here." Asapov shook his head, "I can see that you are a powerful mage, but this thing is not something human can contend with. You leave Here, don't go to the realm of death."
Zhou Yang asked again, "Why are you grabbing that thing?"
"This is the order of the Lord of God." Asapov said, "The Lord of God has been inspired to say that there is an unprecedented monster here. If it is captured, the power of the Lord of God can be further improved, and it can even be as powerful as the Lord God. Power! The entire Beast God will also be further as a result. At that time, the entire European continent will be the sole ruler of our Beast God! We will have the ability to rewrite the order of the European wizard world, and all the European wizards will crawl under the feet of the god Lord! This It is the dream of countless generations of us and the dream of Russia as a whole!"
Zhou Yang was a little curious: "Have you been passed on for many generations by the Beast God organization? Why have I never heard of it before?"
"No, the name of the beast god has only appeared for a few months, but our organization has indeed existed for a long time. We were originally called the Spear of Light. It is the wizarding organization second only to Dassok in Russia."
Asapov spoke, his mouth began to bleed.
Zhou Yang looked at him pityingly, "You are about to die."
"Yeah, I'm dying, I can't see the Lord before I die."
Asapov's voice was full of regrets.
What he regrets is not that he will die, but that he can't see the divine lord again before he dies.
"Is it important to you to see this divine lord?" Zhou Yang was a little curious about this divine lord.
The Phnom Penh white-robed wizards are the top level existence of the Western wizards. Each of them is a generation of arrogance, and even a generation of lawlessness and faithlessness. They go crazy, and the real gods dare to pull into the laboratory for anatomical research.
Zhou Yang had never seen a white robe wizard in Phnom Penh respect someone so much.
"The god is everything to us." Asapov said, "she will definitely lead us to the highest position."
Zhou Yang smiled, "Is it so amazing? If you see her, can you save your life?"
"No, there are things that even the Lord God cannot do. The Lord God is not good at this power, but she can put me in peace and let my soul continue to exist in a more powerful situation." Asapov said , "Only those who died loyal to the gods are eligible for this opportunity, so the death of this time is not a good thing for me."
"This is an internal matter in your organization, there is no need to tell an outsider like me." Zhou Yang said, "Aren't you dying and confused. Is this a leak?"
Asapov’s voice was full of hope, "No, this is an open secret, and no one in the entire European wizard world knows it! This is the most powerful ability of the gods, and the most desirable ability. I have personally seen the soul that continues to exist with her permission. It was originally just an unmarked white robe, died for the task of the god, and received the power bestowed by the god, and turned into a god-like existence."
It can make people not afraid of death, and even yearning for death. From this perspective, the god master is very suspicious of a cult leader.
Zhou Yang looked at the dying Asapov and said: "If you say this, I don't know what to do. I have a way, maybe I can save you and your injured companions. But if If death is a good thing for you, if I save you, it would be tantamount to ruining your good deeds, and this enmity will be raged."
Asapov looked at Zhou Yang suspiciously, "Can you really save us?"
"I don't dare to guarantee it 100%." Zhou Yang said, "because I haven't used this method before, so I just try it."
In fact, this method is not only useless, it is even sold now.
Just now, he posted another help post on the help connection platform, asking for the principle and solution of this kind of injury.
He even attached a video of wound changes in the post.
This was originally an image in his mind. When he thought it might be more intuitive to post a video, he would automatically pop up the inquiry about whether to upload a visible image when he connected to the post page of the station.
This connection station is simply outrageous.
However, this level is not difficult for the superpower of the plane manager.
After the posts were released, they received replies one after another. There were all sorts of strange things, and most of them were amazed at this phenomenon. A few put forward some theoretical guesses, but most of them were of no value.
This situation is obviously not very common, and the investigators can't give any good advice.
Just when Zhou Yang felt that there was no hope, there was a sudden change! (End of this chapter)