It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

The witch used forbidden magic to stop everything.

The prince's pupils dilated slightly.

The girls cried, "Your Highness, everything will be fine. We saw the deal between Rand and the Protoss. You want to bear the consequences alone, but isn't this all our fault? Why should you bear the consequences? No, if someone must bear the consequences, that person definitely shouldn't be you!"

Witches can predict the future and peer into the past.

This is one of the reasons why they are regarded as aliens.

It's hard to keep a secret around them.

They held hands, and complex black lines began to appear on their bodies.

"Our home is given by you, and everything we have is given by you. The soldiers' deaths will not be in vain! They will live, and we will let them live."

As soon as he finished speaking, he released his magic power in all directions with the eight girls as the center.

Light appeared under the feet of the survivors, they opened their eyes wide, their memories were cleared in an instant, and they were teleported to a safe place.

The ruins of the kingdom vanished like sand. "Everything has its cause and effect. Let us bear the consequences."

They spoke in unison, the gold pieces with words engraved on them gleaming in their pockets.

How could the prince not understand that these silly kids wanted to break the chain of cause and effect, bear the consequences, and become game characters with no freedom at all.

He bit his lip, blood oozing out, and leaned over to rush towards them.

Before he ran out of strength, the picture stopped abruptly, and countless dazzling rays of light fell. Xiao Huai half-closed his eyes and frowned slightly.

The number in front of me has unknowingly reached "2:55"

Two fifty-five in the morning.

【warn!warn!warn! 】

A scarlet prompt screen appears on the system interface.

[A large amount of pollution and curse has been detected at the current location. The seal will be lifted in five minutes. Please be prepared for it.]

[Warm Tip: Since you have chosen to come to the Lost Land, please be mentally prepared to never leave]

Xiao Huai smiled. This warm reminder was not warm at all.

Night replaces day and the scene changes again.

Everything that was seen not long ago disappeared, and an endless sea of ​​blood, mountains of corpses and ruins appeared before my eyes.

There are no living creatures, but the sounds of fighting can be heard on the battlefield.

The curse originates from the heart, and is born out of resentment, regret, and unwillingness.

Curses destroy people's hearts, causing them to lose all reason and control, and it is difficult for them to return to the right path.

The curse creates a monster, crossing the boundary between humans and monsters, and falling into the endless hell.

This is the Lost Land, a place filled with resentful and cursed monsters, and this is bound to be a fierce battle.

A fierce battle that will last for an unknown amount of time.

Xiao Huai stood alone in the center of the battlefield, and the corpses around him had begun to slowly "come alive".

Even if the bond of close friends could help him, the curse could destroy people's hearts. If he lost control at the first moment, his friends and companions would be in danger.

He would not summon them easily. At least, he himself had to hold on the longest.

Black air accumulated from all directions, with a fierce momentum and surging like waves, wanting to devour everything, like a Rakshasa returning from hell.

They kept rolling in the air, roaring like evil spirits, like vengeful spirits from the abyss, and quickly drilled into the surrounding corpses like poisonous snakes.

Those once motionless corpses began to twist and deform under the invasion of black air, making creepy noises.

The broken limbs reassembled, the rotten flesh squirmed, and it stood up again, with a dark green evil light flashing in its eyes, and its rotten lips kept opening.

He kept repeating in his mouth: "Live people, live people."

A strange hurricane arose, and countless undead monsters were resurrected under the control of the black air. Wind and sand mixed with the smell of blood filled the air.

The monsters approached from all sides, their steps heavy at first, but as the black air grew more and more, their limbs became more and more flexible, and they rushed towards Xiao Huai like crazy.

Xiao Huai glanced at them coldly. Even though the scattered black air was trying to penetrate his brain, he still showed no fear.

At this time, many evil gods stopped in front of Xiao Huai's live broadcast room, and the high-end player streaming area was full of blood and violence.

What the evil gods love to see most is the fall of the strong. When they are extremely desperate and humbly beg them for protection, they feel so happy.

They gathered here, wondering why Xiao Huai, who was not a strong player, could enter the high-end player streaming area, and at the same time were a little surprised by the reputation of his live broadcast room.

Because in his live broadcast room, there seems to be a group of gods who think highly of him.

While they were still wondering why, countless dazzling black diamonds appeared all over the screen, a faint golden color appeared in his dark red eyes, and with a wave of his hands, flames suddenly rose in his palms.

That is! The deadly lotus!

The evil gods who had just poured in were slightly stunned. They didn't expect that Xiao Huai could actually obtain the supernatural powers of the goddess of killing Victoria.

I couldn't help but hold my breath and stare at the screen.

The flames spread rapidly, forming a blazing wall of fire that surrounded him. The flames illuminated the entire ancient desert battlefield, as if day had arrived and heat waves were rolling.

At that moment, the flame was like a phoenix with its wings spread out, gorgeous and deadly. Every feather of fire flashed with dazzling light and carried irresistible power. All the monsters that pounced on him did not stop and were quickly turned into ashes under the flames, making shrill roars.

The blazing flames seemed to have life, jumping nimbly, and the light reflected on his face, highlighting his calm and determined expression.

The gods were stunned. The battlefield, illuminated by the flames, seemed to be shrouded in golden light, with a beauty of destruction.

Xiao Huai stood in the center, controlling the sky-burning fire. The monsters in front of him turned into dust and dissipated in the wind.

Flames danced around him. For a moment, the gods' blood was boiling and they had the illusion that their eyeballs were burned. Under the flames, his perfect outline was outlined.

My heart beat with every movement he made.

The raw black diamonds continued to scatter around, cutting off the black air, but the monsters kept rushing forward.

Xiao Huai clearly heard the warning sounds coming from the system continuously, and the curse was activated.

[Warning! Warning! A curse of pain appears around you. When you kill a monster, you will have a chance of receiving 1% of its pain.]

[Note: The more fear you have, the more you have to face it, right?]

[Warm Tip: If you want to give up, you can choose to commit suicide]

Xiao Huai frowned. It turned out that the moment he released the deadly lotus, the black air had penetrated into the entire ground.

A huge complex totem formed under his feet.

As time went on, the monsters that appeared were no longer simple beasts charging forward. Some people with guns in their hands and only half of their faces crawled out from the ground.

Each of their bullets was covered with black air, trying to penetrate the wall of fire and attack Xiao Huai.

It could be blocked the first time, but as more and more bullets were fired, like thousands of arrows, Xiao Huai's pupils dilated slightly, and he raised his hand to split all the black diamonds and scattered them towards the gunman.