Rebirth is haunted by the Demon King

Although Lumir is a mass of empty souls at the moment, but this time he came to this cursed place, he really felt that the bad wind blowing here and the heat wave coming from afar are absolutely not illusory.

This curse brought them to a place that did not belong to this world, just like hell and heaven, but Lumir was more than willing to call this place hell.

His right hand was tightly held by Sandra, his soul had no temperature, and he should have no perception, but here, he could feel everything, everything here, including Sandra, he could feel.

But except himself.

He is like a mass of air now, he can't touch himself, feel his breath, and can't make a sound.

Sandra's palm is wide and warm, and a little bit of temperature at this moment will be infinitely magnified in his perception. Lumiel felt the fiery temperature in his palm, which made his slightly restless heart slowly calm down.

The previous force that forcibly pulled him to the sea of ​​flames disappeared, which should be the reason why Sandra was there.

Lumir asked a little strangely: "Why can you touch me?"

Sandra paid attention to everything here. The cries blowing in the hot wind and the sound of his soul cracking made him a little irritable and worried. It was he who forced Lumir back then to make a deal with those hypocritical gods. Fortunately, Honos He has been reincarnated, and he met Lu Mier in time, otherwise, if Lu Mier was really imprisoned here to suffer, he would definitely feel so distressed that he would go crazy, thinking, he held Lu Mier's hand and clenched it a little bit, Responded: "Because your soul belongs to me."

Lumir was still wondering: "I am in the state of the soul, but why can you even enter the body?"

"It's hard to explain."

Sandra paused, then asked: "In your impression, what can be opposed to God? Is it an elf? A goblin? Or some other race?"

Lu Mier came to his senses and said in surprise, "...it's a demon."

Sandra nodded, and Lumir said again: "I still don't understand."

Sandra said helplessly: "I said it's hard to explain, just think of us as a kind of chaotic body to understand."

Lu Mier responded, he still didn't understand, but he didn't worry about it anymore, they had more important things to do right now.

The ground under his feet was lifelessly dry and cracked. It was unknown whether it was smoke or dust or the fine powder of spell ash constantly emerging from the cracks. The crimson gleam appeared and disappeared like the breath of a sleeping dragon, which gave way Mir felt that except for the layer of dry and cracked soil on the top, the bottom was the same hellfire sea as in the distance.

Lumir is very sensitive to everything here at the moment, he couldn't help leaning towards Sandra, looking at the red and withered fire in the distance, he couldn't help being afraid, he frowned a little blankly: "Even if it is God, there should be a formation for him to set this curse, I came here again, but I don't know what to do, how to break this curse."

Sandra looked at the crimson patch and said lightly: "Don't worry, there will always be a way. In essence, this curse is a magic circle, and almost all curses are like this. Everything you see is here I don’t know how many real things are shown under the blessing of the formation, but there are more or less illusions.”

Lumir looked at the raging flames that made him shudder: "In other words, this is a huge formation, and those things are all fake?"

Sandra: "It's a huge formation, but not everything here is fake, such as those of your ancestors."

Lu Mier nodded: "I understand, but how to crack it? Find an array eye?"

"It stands to reason that it should be so."

Sandra held his hand, pulled him back, blocked half of his body, and said, "Let's go, let's go and have a look."

Lumir took a deep breath, and followed up bravely.

Feeling his nervousness, Sandra comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Lumir pursed his lips and nodded. Sandra suddenly waved his hand, and took out the long sword out of thin air. He handed it to Lumir and said, "This is for you."

Lumir was surprised: "My sword! Can this be brought here too?"

Sandra just smiled.

Lu Mier raised his hand to touch the sword, and it was actually held by him!

"I can still use the energy inside."

Lumir released a small cluster of flames on the tip of the sword, and said excitedly: "I can still control it!"

Sandra said: "You are its master, of course you can control it."

"But this is also the power given to me by the gods, and this curse was also set by the gods. If I use the power of this sword to break the curse, wouldn't it be..."

Sandra looked coldly at the impenetrable red sky, and sneered: "Who knows..."

The closer you get to that side, the hotter the temperature Lumir feels, but Sandra doesn't seem to be affected in any way, but he found Lumir's discomfort, and silently chanted a spell to summon a layer of black mist to wrap Lumir, With the resistance of that layer of black mist, Lu Milton instantly relaxed a lot, but the unknown force that pulled him appeared.

Sandra seemed to feel that power too, her eyes sank instantly, and he patted Lumiel on the back: "Don't be afraid, I won't let anything happen to you."

Lu Mier boldly said: "Don't worry, I also think I will be fine."

When they came to the edge of the sea of ​​fire, Lumiel had already been wrapped into a ball by Sandra's mist, but even so he could still feel the extremely high temperature around him constantly attacking him, as if As if being steamed and roasted, he was so sluggish.

He didn't know what he looked like at the moment, and whether he had facial features. He was obviously wrapped in the black mist by Sandra, but he could clearly see things beyond the black mist.

There is no longer any trace of land under the feet, the scorching red is like a branding iron, emitting a warm flame, as if it is connected with the sea of ​​​​flames in front of it.

The only thing that made Lumir feel that they were just standing on the shore and not in the sea of ​​flames was that compared with the magma surging ahead from time to time, the soldering irons under their feet were still relatively stable.

He looked at Sandra, and found that even Sandra was stepping on a cloud of black mist, and even he couldn't bear the temperature here.

The sea of ​​flames ahead stretched as far as the eye could see, those magma-like things were surging up and down in the boundless sea of ​​flames, the thick layer of magma was like a monster breaking out of its cocoon, it contained huge power, and it was about to break free.

And some places in the sea of ​​fire are like stagnant water with a strong meaning of death. The magma can't touch them, and even the ripples it brings can't spread here. It is quiet and warm, but also full of desolation and numbness.

Because there are usually bound souls who cannot escape and have given up struggling.

The scorching temperature roasted the suffering souls here. Their eyes were dull, they had no pain or emotion, and they quietly endured everything here, providing nourishment for the only "sun" here.

There are gray smoke and red clouds above the sea of ​​fire, as if the flames of war have spread across the sky, and it seems that the flames here have burned it too. It is a scene of twilight, but there is a sense that the ashes are about to rekindle .

There is no sunlight in the sky, because here, all the brilliance comes from the ancient tree in the center of Lumir's line of sight.

It is like a sun here, exuding a grand golden brilliance, everything is created for it, it stretches its branches freely, noble and luxuriant, as if it was not created by a god, but it is the supreme god here!

If Lumiel had to rely on his feelings to find a target, the tree would definitely bear the brunt of it.

"Where do you think the eye of the array is?" Lumir asked Sandra.

Sandra stared intently at the sacred tree in front of her, and said with a corner of her mouth, "Did you see it? The tree in front of you."

Lumir bit his lip and thought: "I think so too."

Sandra heard the words but was very sure: "It's not like, it's definitely."

Listening to his words, Lumir couldn't help asking: "Why?"

Sandra said slowly: "Because the energy there is the most concentrated, the energy field here is very stable, except for those small energy flows around, only that place is strange, and most of the energy comes from it, it is it supporting the entire space here."

"I can see that."

Lu Mier said: "But it's too conspicuous, isn't it? Who would make the formation so obvious."

Sandra said: "The gods will."

Lumir: "How could the gods not think of this?"

"He can think of it, but he doesn't think that there will be surviving souls coming here."

Lu Mier retorted: "But we didn't come in. I don't think it's very difficult. How could the gods not think of it?"

Sandra: "It's just that you don't think it's hard. I can come because I want to. You can come because there should be a place for you here. I'm sure there will be no one else but the two of us." people who come here."

Lumir was taken aback, and Sandra said again: "Don't worry, this curse is not important to them, they won't remember that they have cast such an insignificant curse, so they won't design it with much care. "

Seeing that Lu Mier was still a little dazed, Sandra held his face with a smile and said, "Believe your eyes, this is not your court and palace. Think about it."

Lumir was still very worried. After all, this was a life-and-death decision. The sacred tree was so far away from them. If they had to wade through the magma, even Sandra would have to die, and the situation ahead was unknown. If something goes wrong, wouldn't it be a waste of time for them to come here, and it will all be here.

However, Sandra hugged his shoulders and said firmly, "Trust me, okay?"

Although he felt that it shouldn't be like this, Lu Miel looked into his eyes and subconsciously said: "...um."