Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 389: Yan Huan enters "Heaven", Feng Baobao submits Yagami
Ruan Feng slowly got up from the ground, looked at the fresh corpse, and swallowed several times.

It had been so long that he could no longer remember when and where he ate the first person. The only thing he remembered was that the person was an ordinary person and that the dish tasted extremely nutritious.

After eating a person, Ruan Feng would also feel panic. As time passed, he could now eat a strange person without hesitation as long as he found a reason to convince himself.

After eating, I would constantly feel regretful, thinking back to the things I had done wrong and reflecting on why I had fallen to this point step by step.

Then I was hungry, ate again, and regretted...

Repeating over and over again over the long years.

After every regret, I would deceive myself and force myself to draw a lower bottom line.

People cannot eat it.

Foreigners cannot be eaten.

Anyone who has not offended me shall not eat it.

Good people should not be eaten.

You cannot eat your sworn brothers.

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At this point, except for committing suicide, Ruan Feng will never see the other side.

Huff, huff!
Ruan Feng grabbed Wang Guoping's arm and started eating with relish.

The saliva and sweat all over his body became digestive juices. It seemed that he was not just eating with his mouth, but his entire body was unscrupulously grabbing life from the outside.

But in an instant, only a pile of warm white bones remained of Wang Guoping's body.

Without exception, all the aliens sent by Qu Tong suffered the same fate.

The desire to eat came to Ruan Feng's mind and he couldn't control himself. While wiping the corner of his mouth, he stared at Yan Huan who was walking on the forest path with a fierce look in his eyes.

This is also a delicacy that I have never tasted before!

Swish!
Ruan Feng opened his mouth wide and took one step forward. His fat body did not affect his speed at all and he ran towards Yan Huan in an instant.

"Have you found another reason to attack me?"

"Master Seventeen, you are really tired of living."

Yan Huan's words did not express indifference to life or arrogance, but merely the literal meaning.

This old man from Jiashen, who had mastered the "Eight Wonderful Skills", really could not find the way forward.

Whoosh!

A light pink aura rose up around Ruan Feng, and sweat evaporated and spread, enveloping the surroundings. The vitality between heaven and earth changed its flow trajectory.

A few bunches of wild flowers quickly withered under the erosion.

Yan Huan opened his lips slightly and exhaled a few wisps of white, eerie cold air. He raised his hand and waved it away. A gust of cold wind swept by and the temperature around him dropped by dozens of degrees in an instant.

The digestive fluid that spread everywhere condensed into ice crystals in the low temperature and gradually covered Ruan Feng's body.

The bone-chilling coldness made him recall the days in the Great Snow Mountain, a remote, deserted and quiet place that ultimately did not fulfill his character.

quack!

Ruan Feng bit the ice and started chewing it.

After swallowing it, the chilly environment seemed to make my mind clearer.

"Your method seems to be more advanced than my third brother's. Can everything in the world be mobilized by you?"

Ruan Feng is a wanderer without a master, but he has dabbled in all kinds of magic to some extent and can see some signs of it.

"If you are a person of the same country, you cannot mobilize him. However, for someone like Master Seventeen whose state of mind is flawed, it is easy to affect the five elements in your body."

As soon as Yan Huan's mind moved, Ruan Feng began to feel a pain in his heart and lungs.

"Huh?" Ruan Feng covered his chest. His almost perfect body was shaken easily.

The authority this guy has invoked is far above that of the "Six Treasury Immortal Thief"?
"Master Seventeen, what you said just now gave me some inspiration." Where Yan Huan's feet landed, the hard mountain turned into a quagmire and slowly swallowed him up.

After wandering underground for a while, Yan Huan quickly approached Ruan Feng.

Ruan Feng jumped up and stomped his feet down with tremendous force. The thick ground shattered instantly, splashing out huge rocks one after another.

This was not over yet. Ruan Feng's mouth gurgled and filled with saliva.

Whoosh!

With one bite, the entire ground was covered with charred traces of erosion.

"I also know a little bit about the methods of the Earth-Walking Immortal. As long as you destroy the soil layer under you, you will have nowhere to hide."

"But this isn't a terrestrial immortal." Yan Huan's face was carved on each of the bursting stones.

Ruan Feng was stunned and his mouth immediately filled with saliva.

The surrounding situation has changed drastically, and it is simply wishful thinking to want to erode away all the rubble in one go.

Before Ruan Feng could utter a word, a hand suddenly emerged from the gap between the broken soles of his feet and pressed on his jaw with a "pop".

The digestive juice exploded and was swallowed down in one gulp.

"you···"

Before Ruan Feng finished speaking, his entire face began to bulge unusually, the tip of his nose became high and pointed, and his skin became thick and rough.

After a while, he turned into a rhinoceros with a violent temper.

Rhinos are herbivorous animals that mainly feed on grass and shrubs. If the species changes, there will be a corresponding change in their judgment of human flesh.

Yan Huan held the rhino horn with one hand, turned around in the air, and landed behind Ruan Feng.

The next second, the sturdy rhinoceros turned around, opened its mouth wide, and bit towards Yan Huan with its jagged teeth.

"I still underestimated the destructive power of magic on one's mind."

"Seventeenth Master, isn't that pathetic?"

Yan Huan said in a low voice, stopped pestering, and snapped his fingers lightly.

Snapped!
In an instant, a deep crack appeared on the ground, and a violent explosion sounded.

Hot flames surged in the cracks, and the fire column shot up into the sky, instantly engulfing everything in sight.

The rhino's skin twisted in the flames and it let out a shrill scream.

The flames raged, the air was filled with a burning smell, the scorching temperature approached the skin, and even the air around began to become sticky.

As the column of fire gradually subsided, the huge body disappeared, leaving only charred ashes floating in the wind.

"Hmm?" Yan Huan noticed that the direction of the vitality around him changed again.

The vitality that had been plundered was returned to heaven and earth again.

The flames completely receded, the cracks on the ground quickly healed, and the ashes were picked up by the wind and drifted into the air.

In the dead silence of the scorched earth, suddenly a little green broke through the ground.

The first thing to emerge was a tuft of grass, so green that it was eye-catching. Then more grass sprouts emerged from the soil, quickly covering the scorched earth, and even small saplings began to grow.

Vitality flourished.

Yan Huan snapped his fingers again, and the vines pulled up the dead bones leaning against the tree and buried those that had been eaten by Ruan Feng in the soil.

"Go well."

After dealing with things here, a large number of drones suddenly flew over the woods, making a deafening buzzing sound.

The branches were shaken violently, the fallen leaves were blown up, and the air was filled with the harsh sound of electric current and the roar of rotors.

As soon as the drone entered the busy area of ​​the "market", it began to broadcast.

"Don't miss it if you pass by! Attention friends who understand, the evacuation point has been prepared and only compatriots are accepted!"

"No force, no force, it's all up to you and your own will! If you have any shameful past, we will still investigate your criminal charges after you come back, but for the rest, we will forgive you all. Please make your own decisions based on your own experience."

"Those who intend to leave Nason Island, please gather at the red dot!"

Yan Huan followed the group of drones.

The fleet was controlled and dispatched by "Nadutong". Once the evacuation notice was issued, it meant that Nasen Island would be fully taken over by "Behemoth" in three hours.

"Behemoth" is an American organization, but it is different from the general management organization of aliens. They do not care about the affairs of a particular alien, but only treat aliens as a subject to study, and use technical means to discover and master their power.

At the same time, Behemoth is also a capital-oriented business organization. The purpose of this landing on the island is for the "Sacred Tree". Having the "Sacred Tree" means a breakthrough in the research on the mass production of aliens. The technical means finally obtained will bring them countless wealth.

"Once Behemoth arrives on the island, this place will become a complete battlefield."

Yan Huan flapped its wings and flew next to the drone. When he saw the bright camera, he made a "yeah" gesture.

On the other side, Huang Boren, the company director who was commanding the combat operation, saw the picture on the screen and spat out a mouthful of Coke.

puff!
"No... Why are you on the island? Are there spirits on Nathan Island?"

"Wait a moment!"

Huang Boren was startled and seemed to understand something. He had seen in the company's information that the sacred object "Sacred Tree" of Nasen Island was the creation of ancient Western wizards and a real witchcraft method.

"Eastern witchcraft can no longer satisfy you, so now you want to study Western witchcraft?"

But once you set your sights on the "Sacred Tree", it would be equivalent to being enemies with both the Nathan Guard and Behemoth at the same time. Once this situation is formed, it will be quite serious.

But as one of the "Ten Bosses", they can't just sit back and watch.

Huang Boren pointed at the screen and said to the staff member next to him: "Transfer the control of the drone to me."

The drone flying beside Yan Huan made a sound: "Master Yan, why are you getting involved in this mess?"

Yan Huan looked aside and said, "This voice, is it Mr. Huang? Please give me Feng Baobao's location."

"Feng Baobao?" Huang Boren stroked his mustache and thought for a moment, then changed the direction of a drone in the fleet.

"This is easy. Master Yan, please follow me."

As long as you don't attack the "sacred tree", everything will be fine.

Swish!
The drone turned down at high speed, and Yan Huan followed behind at a moderate pace, arriving at a forest filled with white mist.

There was a vast expanse of desolateness both near and far. The white fog was so thick that it seemed to have weight, entwining the ground and the air. No outline could be seen in the haze, only vague shadows.

The ground under my feet was not solid, but a strange white slurry, thick and slowly flowing, emitting a faint luster.

An old blonde woman in a long robe stood in the fog, pulled up her sleeves, and opened two dark doors.

"If you don't want to go to hell, then you are welcome to enter heaven."

Feng Baobao held a dark brown blade and chopped at the old woman.

"Found you." Yan Huan searched for the unique and calm Qi in the mist, turned quickly, and saw an agile and nimble figure being taken into the black door.

Reaching out but failing to grab the corner of Feng Baobao's clothes, Yan Huan simply went in with her.

Inside the "Kingdom of Heaven".

"Eh?" The old woman named Joaquina was stunned. "Why did you bring in one more person?"

"Huh?" Baobao Feng scratched his dirty head and looked to the side.

"Huh——" Yan Huan breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he made it in time.

"How did you get in?" Joaquina demanded.

Her method is called "Heaven", which originates from her own thoughts. It is a trial ground prepared for qualified creators. Even if different people come in, they can only face different "her" as the creator.

No matter how much time passes in heaven, it is only a moment in the outside world. In heaven, no matter hunger, pain, fatigue, sleepiness... you cannot feel it. Your energy level always remains at the level when you are locked up. The consumption inside cannot change your physical body in the outside world.

No matter how many people are locked up inside, once inside they can only see themselves and the caster; others cannot observe or communicate with each other.

This kind of one-on-many situation was the first time Joaquina had seen it.

"Answer me, how did you get in!?" Joaquina asked again.

Yan Huan smiled awkwardly but politely, and said to Feng Baobao: "Huh, I don't understand, Mr. Feng, please translate for me."

"I know." Feng Baobao, who is fluent in eight languages, made an "OK" gesture and repeated the question asked by the blonde old woman.

After that, all the conversations between the two were conducted through Feng Baobao.

"Because the door is right there." Yan Huan replied.

He glanced around and saw the brilliant starry sky all around him. Apart from the place under his feet, there was only a passage made of pumice.

The road twists and turns, extending all the way to the boundless starry sky, with no end in sight.

"What a boring witchcraft." Yan Huan said without any hesitation.

Joaquina sat cross-legged at the starting point, with the exit behind him shining brightly.

She replied without getting annoyed or angry: "Boredom is the lack of stimulation. Pleasure and pain come from it. If that happens, the foundation of the kingdom of heaven will not exist."

"If we want excitement, we already live in that world. Why should we look for heaven?"

Yan Huan emphasized again: "So I say, your heaven is boring!"

Joaquina's veins popped out and he gritted his teeth and said, "That's because you don't deserve to live here!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Baobao folded her arms and tilted her head in confusion.

"It sounds like you're the only one who likes this shabby place. Huanzi and I don't care about it. If you want, you can just enjoy it by yourself. Why do you need us to acknowledge it?"

"Since you force others to admit it, doesn't that just prove that it's not as perfect as you say?"

"Fuck you!" Joaquina clenched her fists angrily, but as the caster, she couldn't move an inch, so she could only say viciously, "I changed my mind."

"You two will just spend a few years, decades here, and then destroy yourselves step by step!"

The "Kingdom of Heaven" used by Joaquina is the highest masterpiece of witchcraft within the tribe. It was not intended to hurt people from the beginning.

But if a person stays in "heaven" for too long, exceeding the limit of his or her psychological endurance, he or she will undoubtedly collapse. After getting out, they will use all means to stimulate themselves in order to fill the emptiness of these decades.

He is willing to destroy everything, even himself.

Faced with this blatant threat, the two turned a deaf ear.

To the outside world, "heaven" was just a moment. Feng Baobao had no need to care about the battle situation outside. She simply sat down cross-legged and communicated with Yan Huan face to face.

Yan Huan was indifferent to the environment he was in. It would be better to say that the existence of "Heaven" provided him with a secret place for easy conversation, which was just right for him to ask the Eight Fraudulent Gods a series of questions.

"Huanzi, you've come all the way to Nasen Island, just tell me what you want to say."

The surroundings were too dull, and only the night sky could be appreciated, so Yan Huan snapped his fingers, and instantly green grass and fragrance appeared around him, and a small stone table was placed in front of the two of them.

Even within the "Kingdom of Heaven", is there any means to restrict magic?

"Tsk!" Joaquina, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the door, saw this and clicked his tongue in displeasure, then turned his head away.

"Did anything strange happen when you left the Twenty-Four Section Tongtian Valley?" Yan Huan filled a glass of fruit wine and handed it over.

Feng Baobao held the cup and recalled: "Strange things... those monkeys, those strange patterns... there seemed to be some familiar scenes..."

Yan Huan picked up the wine glass and asked doubtfully, "When we were at Baiyun Temple before, you said you could see the big guy behind me. Do you have the same feeling in the Twenty-Four Sections Valley?"

"Big guy?" Feng Baobao thought for a while, "Yes... but only for a moment."

Bang!
Feng Baobao climbed directly onto the table, knelt on it, and gently held Yan Huan's cheeks with both hands.

"What are you two doing!?" Joaquina's face turned red and he cursed angrily, "I'm still watching here!"

Feng Baobao didn't care and touched Yan Huan's forehead with hers.

"I'll give it to you, and you can see for yourself."

"Yes..." Yan Huan suddenly thought that the Eight Deceitful Gods were special spiritual beasts that would not pollute the soul. Even if they fell on Feng Baobao, it would be difficult for her, who was not a sorcerer, to see her own soul and detect their existence.

The sorcerer did not have the authority to use the spirit beast attached to the living soul, so it was difficult for Yan Huan to find anything abnormal in Feng Baobao's extremely clean soul.

Swish!
With a flash of white light, the screen opened in front of Yan Huan.

Two voices began to chatter in my ears.

"Oh, I see." Yan Huan nodded in response as he listened.

When the light faded, he supported his hands behind his back, looked up at the brilliant and colorful starry sky, and laughed in silence.

"Puchi! No... OK, OK, it's all Granny Jin Feng's fault, it's all her fault, it's all her fault!"

(End of this chapter)