National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

Su Mohui had just regained her composure, concentrating on dealing with the strange situation around her, when suddenly, she felt a scorching heat at her waist. The next second, the red jade waist pendant crackled without warning, a crisp sound shattering the brief silence.

Seeing this, Su Mohui's mind buzzed, and she felt a moment of daze and confusion. She subconsciously tried to recall why this red jade waist pendant had cracked once before. But her memory seemed shrouded in a fog, and she couldn't grasp the key clue.

However, before she could dwell on it, a powerful wave surged from the depths of her sea of ​​consciousness. The Rebirth Mirror blazed with a blinding light, stinging her head. Then, without warning, a horrifying image suddenly emerged in her mind. The scene in that image made her heart stop abruptly, and the blood in her body seemed to freeze in an instant.

Xiaoguang was sitting in the middle of the altar in a mess, and his whole body was shrouded in a strange aura!

His scapula was forcibly pierced by thirty-six puppet threads, and the bright red blood slowly slid down the threads and dripped onto the scalding ground, making a sizzling sound.

Those puppet threads seemed to have their own consciousness, moving back and forth in the blood pool, carefully weaving the boiling and surging blood pool that exuded a strong fishy smell into a mysterious star array. The interweaving of each silk thread seemed to be telling an ancient and evil secret.

"Thirty-seven steps southeast, at three quarters past midnight." Xiaoguang's hoarse voice, mixed with the hum of electricity, struggled to reach Su Mohui's ears. His voice was full of fatigue and anxiety. "The roots are imitating... your heartbeat..."

These brief words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Su Mohui's heart hard, making her heartbeat suddenly accelerate, and an ominous premonition came to her mind.

Su Mohui did not dare to hesitate for a moment. She immediately put her two fingers together and swiped towards the void, trying to tear open a space-time crack leading to where Xiaoguang was.

But man proposes, God disposes! Almost instantly, a strange phenomenon occurred!

Rancid slime gushed out of the cracks in the rock like a surging tide, its pungent odor instantly filling the air, nearly suffocating her. She subconsciously waved her Black Fire Silk, trying to dispel the disgusting slime.

But at the moment when Xuan Huo Ling swept past, the dark green liquid underwent an astonishing change. It instantly solidified into countless babies' palms, densely spread out. Each palm seemed to carry the warmth of life, waving in the air and making silent cries.

Even more terrifying was the fact that the fingertips of these hands had jade nails identical to hers, each one gleaming with a cold luster, as if mocking her helplessness. But when she looked closely, she discovered—

The patterns on the jade armor were actually a perfect replica of the reincarnation seal she had once engraved. Every line and every detail were exactly the same as her reincarnation seal. These palms seemed like part of her body, but at this moment they were controlled by some evil force.

"This is... cognitive pollution! Close your eyes!" Xiaoguang's roar was like a thunderclap, accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and almost simultaneously reached Su Mohui's ears.

Before Su Mohui could react, the puppet thread instantly wrapped around her waist like a silver lightning and pulled her towards safety.

Almost at the same moment, three tree roots covered with suction cups flew past her ears, making a sharp whistling sound, as if the scythe of the god of death was passing by her ears.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the seven cracked hands at the tip of the tree root were wearing the gilded armor she had lost in her previous reincarnation! The pattern on the armor was very familiar to her, and the traces of time were still clearly visible, but now it appeared on this strange tree root, adding a bit of horror.

But in a flash, a small light that was intact suddenly appeared. His wide silver sleeves fluttered quickly like a nimble bird, and in the blink of an eye they were woven into a silver silk cocoon, tightly protecting the two of them.

In this small, cramped space, Su Mohui could clearly hear the thundering sound of her own heartbeat, each beat pounding against her chest. Even more terrifying was the fact that the pulsation of the tree roots was completely synchronized with her heartbeat, repetitively, as if in a deadly resonance. Each beat reminded her that danger was approaching.

"There are still seven steps..." Xiaoguang's pale neck was close at hand, and the blue-black filaments in his blood vessels were like living things, swimming freely under the skin, as if... they were looking for a way out.

"Sister, guess... why do these tree roots love to chase you?" There was a hint of mysterious smile in the boy's voice. In this extremely tense atmosphere, it seemed particularly strange, as if hinting at a shocking secret that was about to be revealed, and this secret might completely overturn her understanding of the world.

Su Mohui got goosebumps without warning, because she saw that the ground three meters below seemed to be lifted up by an invisible force, and suddenly there were tumor-like bulges, and under the bulges seemed to be countless monsters ready to break out of the ground when the time was right!

Xiaoguang reacted extremely quickly, and almost instantly controlled the puppet thread to pierce in like a silver arrow!

Immediately afterwards, the tumor-like swelling on the ground exploded with a bang, and thick mucus splattered out radially, like the foul water accumulated in a stinking abscess. The scene was disgusting. Every drop of mucus seemed to leave a foul afterimage in the air!

At the same time, a foul odor mixed with rotten meat, mud and some indescribable fishy smell quickly spread, making people want to vomit!

Amidst this suffocating odor and the splashing of mucus, half of a face, tightly wrapped in tree roots, slowly emerged like a ghost. The roots, like twisted pythons, tightly coiled around the face, their roots deeply embedded in the flesh, as if to merge it with the earth.

As this half of the face gradually became clear, Su Mohui widened her eyes in astonishment. It turned out to be the Taoist Beidou——

At this moment, he had lost all his former majesty. What remained of his upper body was deeply embedded in a rotting substance, as if imprisoned by some sinister force.

The jade crown that originally bound his hair was now askew, and his pupils had turned into densely packed compound eyes, flashing strange lights in the darkness. He was mechanically chewing on those fragmented, seemingly substantial starlights, and every chewing was creepy.

"Because they're hungry..." Xiaoguang whispered softly, his voice sounding especially chilling in this eerie environment. His fingertips gently caressed the face of the North Star Lord, its face twisted beyond all recognition. His movements seemed gentle, yet they carried an indescribable chill.