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"Ding dong... ding dong..."

There were copper bells hanging all over the room, and some of them made noises, probably because the sound was too small, but it didn't sound as pleasant as imagined, and there was a faint feeling of choking.

Before that, Ling Wen just called his younger brother's name, and did nothing else, so naturally it wouldn't cause too much fluctuation.It's a pity that those silk threads are too thin, and things that are too thin are often extremely sensitive. Maybe just the passing of a butterfly's wings will cause one or several of them to vibrate.

Even though the sound of the copper bell is not obvious, the feeling of the silk thread extending further into the body cannot be ignored. Of course, this is not the severe pain of severed limbs, but it is more pervasive, probably because it is too close to the blood vessels and nerves. Even a lot of silk thread has been entangled or penetrated into the inner veins, such a grinding taste is enough to make people tremble uncontrollably.

This may also be an important reason why Ling Wen chose to remain silent. He himself was riddled with wounds and died, but at the end of his life, he suddenly couldn't bear to drag another person to be buried with him.

In fact, Ling Wen had tried to persuade her.However, he didn't understand why the other party stayed here stubbornly.

Ling Wen knew that the palace on Paradise Island had been completely destroyed. No matter how many people's painstaking efforts had been made in that building that had stood for thousands of years, when it was time to completely destroy it, it could only end in ashes.When he did everything just now and activated the formation left by Haoyan in this room, there would be no possibility of the majestic palace being spared.

It's just that no matter how turbulent the outside has been, the interior is still calm.Although the core of the formation is here, but because the power has spread out, the core area has survived.It is like the eye of a typhoon, but it has become the calmest place.

In any case, Ling Wen is very grateful for this, even if it is only the aftermath of the shock reaching this place, at this moment, he and Ling Zhang were either pierced into a sieve by countless silk threads, or their blood was sucked dry, and they stayed behind. The only thing left is a pile of white bones.

That's right, the faint red on the silk thread was dyed by the blood of the two of them.And although these materials for arranging the magic circle are lifeless, they are more greedy than expected, and they are imagining turning into a bright red and bright appearance.

Therefore, even if thousands of words really surged in Ling Wen's heart, he didn't dare to say a single word.Just now he just sighed and called the other party's name, which has already caused a terrible reaction. If he poured out all his puzzlement and complaints, he might really have to pay for the consequences he can't afford.

Ling Wen on this side is cautious to the point of being careful, but it doesn't mean that Ling Zhang on the other side will choose the same way of action.

It seems true to say that, although they have the closest blood relationship, there seems to have never been a moment when they acted in unison for thousands of years. Whether it is intentional or not, the choices made by the two brothers will always run counter to each other.

Ling Zhang didn't care about the consequences of his actions at all, the silk thread spreading in his body gave him a feeling of exhilaration, and he almost thought that he was already addicted to it.In fact, it doesn't make any difference whether the silk thread continues to spread. These weird things have clearly taken root in their blood, so can they still be pulled out?

"Of the nine existing contracts in the world today, five of them were created by Hao Yan." Ling Zhang opened his mouth, unhurriedly.It's just that at the moment when the voice just came out, he was more or less startled by the old age in the tone. Although the rapid aging of the body had been expected, but the sudden discovery of the terrible change in himself would inevitably make anyone's heart skip a beat .But soon Ling Zhang was completely relieved and returned to Xu Xu's attitude.

Accompanied by Ling Zhang’s narration, countless copper bells hanging in mid-air rang. At first, they could not be tuned in small pieces, but then the ringing became more and more dense and coherent. Finally, it was unavoidable The collection became a mournful piece of music, which almost sounded a little harsh.

Ling Zhang turned a deaf ear to it.He just continued, "In the world of monsters, every type of contract is carried forward, and human beings choose and use it according to their own needs. However, this type of contract has never been used by anyone. Because of this What the contract connects is not humans and monsters, but...monsters and nature."

Ling Wen's complexion began to become more and more ugly, but he understood very well that this was not only the pain caused by the raging silk thread.It's not that Ling Wen didn't know or didn't understand what the other party said at the moment, but he never mentioned it himself, just because he couldn't stand the content.

Ling Zhang has always been used to doing things in his own way. Even if he wants to be considerate of other people's thoughts, he still doesn't know what to do in the end. Even at this moment, he still hasn't made any progress.

He just paused for a moment, before finally pouring out the conclusion of his words, "This contract can stimulate all the vitality of monsters, and thus gain earth-shattering power for a short time."

After all, the palace on Paradise Island is the most important place of the Sishui clan. It is not only the royal palace of the clan, but also the sacred place where the whole clan of monsters and beasts sacrifices to the gods. The mighty monsters contributed their strength, even their lives, to strengthen the defense of the palace.

The previous mountainside secret path was nothing more than that, how could such a palace be destroyed by explosives?Even if experts in blasting were invited to arrange the location of explosives, in the final analysis they could only play an auxiliary role.

Probably because the silk thread in the body invaded a very important place, maybe a certain organ, a stream of blood trickled down the corner of Ling Zhang's mouth, winding like a scarlet poisonous snake, but Ling Zhang didn't bother to wipe it .

As long as the high priest is mentioned, Ling Zhang always has a bad voice, and this time he naturally does not change the sarcasm in his tone, "Hao Yan used to be the owner of this palace, of course she knows better than everyone else how to destroy it. This place. That's why the woman used the heaven-earth contract to arrange the formation with her own hands, and left the formation eye on you."

Ling Zhang couldn't help but be filled with anger after talking about it—if he really wanted to care about what he hated the high priest the most, it would be this matter.

After all, it is brother, it is impossible for Ling Wen not to hear the dark meaning, it seems that he cannot help to keep silent under the current situation, but he has not found a suitable wording, and he does not know how to say it.

Ling Wen has been suffering for many years, and his physical condition is not as good as that of his younger brother. Even if they were eroded by the formation at the same time, the impact they received would be somewhat different.His mind was so dizzy that Ling Wen couldn't calm down to think.

At the risk of triggering more copper bells, Ling Zhang moved without hesitation. His movements were simple to say, just covering Ling Wen's hand, with the palm against the back of the hand, and the two weakened bodies didn't feel hot. The body temperature, but such a light touch, still conveys the slight warmth of ironing.

"That woman Haoyu probably didn't think about it, because our brothers are in the same line, so no matter what she did to you, it will be reflected on me in the end." Obviously she was involved in this situation, but Ling Zhang was clearly happy when he said this, at least much happier than a moment ago.

Of course he wouldn't praise Hao Yan's plan, what really aroused this joyful emotion should be those four words - line of origin.

Why does Ling Zhang know things that he shouldn't know, those missions and the secrets behind the missions, Mr. Haoyan has always only told him to himself-about this matter, Ling Wen has always wanted to understand.

Moreover, he also seems to have found an answer to his own opinion.Indeed, the past time is long enough for Ling Zhang to peel off every clue, and it is also enough for him to dig out the clues of the past.So Ling Wen has always believed that it is precisely because there is too much time that the secret is no longer a secret.

But at the moment it sounds like that is not the case. The words "in the same line" seemed to be an inadvertent reminder, which forced Ling Wen to cheer himself up in an extremely exhausted state and think carefully.

In the past, Ling Wen never knew that all the things Master Haoyan imposed on him would be reflected on his younger brother at the same time.

Don't say he doesn't know, Master Liang Haoyu probably doesn't know either.Because among the brothers, the high priest can only truly trust his loyal brother, so whenever he makes important arrangements, he always carefully avoids his brother.

However, in retrospect today, I realized that it turned out that there was no way to hide it.

It seems to have seen through the lingering speculation in Ah Wen's heart. Although there is no positive confirmation, Ling Zhang's next sentence is equivalent to confirming everything from the side, "The price to be paid to activate the formation of Hao Yan is really too high. You One person simply cannot bear it."

Ling Wen sighed for a long time. Anyway, at this stage of the field, the silk thread that has been deepening has already invaded the extremely important place. Even if they can stop at this time, even if they can still walk out of this room, the damage caused by the silk thread It is already fatal.Therefore, it is not worth considering whether it is worse or not.

Ling Wen, who had decided to remain silent to the end just now, finally opened his mouth, "Don't say now, even in the most prosperous period of our clan, only the patriarchs of the four major families can use the power of nature. There are Lord Huolian and Miss Weixi. Lou Che himself knows that he is just the most humble Mohu, he can barely even use the spell of deception, let alone the power of nature. Miss Weixi, although half of her blood is incomparably noble, but She is just a mixed race, after all, she does not have this talent."

"Only by fire." Ling Zhang said word by word. For some reason, the tone was obviously indifferent and calm, but it still had the taste of gloating. Perhaps this has become Ling Zhang's deep-rooted label.

But Ling Wen could immediately hear what the other party was gloating about. Even though they hadn't seen each other for thousands of years, the liquid flowing through the blood vessels all the time still proved the relationship that no one could deny. "The last time you lured Master Huolian to come here, it turned out that your purpose was not to really kill him. Everyone guessed your motive wrong."

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with his death." Ling Zhang intended to shrug his shoulders, but unfortunately, the silk thread winding in his veins seriously hindered his movements. Ling Zhang grinned instinctively, but he immediately moved This distorted expression turned into a nonchalant smile.

Indeed, Ling Zhang really didn't care.Whether it is the high priest or the monster emperor, all monsters should be respected by the mountains, but Ling Zhang has been unable to feel the slightest respect since he was a child.

Ling Wen didn't intend to argue with his younger brother on the details of the wording, so he changed his words, "You may also have thought of taking Lord Huo Lian's life, but that is not your main motive, whether to kill him or not is secondary at all. , You tricked him to this place originally to let the magic circle absorb his power, hoping to make up for today's price."

"If I succeeded last time, you might not have to die today. Who made Huo Lian the only one with this talent in the world?" Ling Zhang said, which meant that he had acquiesced in everything.

Since he can't stop Ah Wen from fulfilling his loyalty, the only thing he can do is to assist, and use all means to assist.As long as he can complete the task on his shoulders, it is expected that Ah Wen will have no regrets. As for the others who died, Ling Zhang thought, what does that have to do with him?

Ling Wen has no way to evaluate his younger brother's actions, because the two of them have different starting points from the beginning, and there is no different path to the same goal, only the opposite.

For Ling Wen, the most important thing is of course to complete the last life of his master, the High Priest. It can be said that this is the whole reason why he has survived until now.After Ling Zhang tried many ways to obstruct him, he had no choice but to choose to assist.However, if you have to pay Huolian to complete the mission, what is the point of these missions being successful or not?Isn't such assistance putting the cart before the horse?

Perhaps, in Ling Zhang's view, what he did was not really putting the cart before the horse. Since his starting point is different, the things he cares about will naturally be different.Only Ah Wen is the most important thing, even his smallest wish is worthy of wholehearted attention.

Ling Zhang heaved a long sigh, "It's a pity, no matter what my real motive is, whether I want to die in the fire, or use his power, judging from the current results, I still failed completely."

"Actually, it's not a failure. Everything is going according to plan." In the past, Ling Wen thought that he would never say such a thing.He couldn't even figure out what caused the unbearable feeling at this moment.

Pausing for a moment, Ling Wen even added, "Actually, you don't have to be sad."

Ling Zhang was dumbfounded.Even though he was really sad just now, he can't get back that sad mood now.He stared at Ah Wen blankly, dumbfounded.

Due to space constraints, although the two were talking despite the pain, they still couldn't make any drastic movements, so their postures didn't change much, and the distance was still extremely close.In the current posture, Ling Wen pressed his face against the opponent's and rubbed lightly. "I just think, you shouldn't put yourself in it, it just makes one's death become two."

At the moment when the magic circle was activated, no matter how concentrated Ling Wen was, he still saw exactly what he was supposed to see——Ling Zhang, his younger brother stretched out his hand, hovering over his hands .Even though the two didn't have any substantive contact, there was a constant continuum between them.

The magic circle was ruthless, immediately regarded the two as one, and frantically drew strength from their vitality.

In fact, if it wasn't for Ling Zhang's unnecessary actions, he should be able to escape.Even if he will be temporarily trapped here, he will inevitably be injured when the silk thread rages wildly, but in the end... there is no need to die.