After the ancient god was kicked out of the adventurer team

"Huh? Nothing."

As a result, An Tiling suddenly stopped talking!

"When you go to the East with me, you will understand! Slightly!!!"

Seeing that Wu Mo was about to get angry, An Tiling stuck out his tongue playfully at him, then turned over and jumped into Puyo's car, covered the bed with the bed, and lay down!

"I'll sleep for a while, Wu Mo, call me when we arrive!"

"Hey! That's my bed!"

Wu Mo now builds Puyo's body as his own mobile base. To put it bluntly, it is roughly equivalent to a simple caravan. It has all the daily necessities and bedding on it!

"Then together!"

An Tiling lifted the corner of the quilt, expressing that he didn't mind squeezing with Wu Mo.

"It's true that I dare not!"

Just when Wu Mozhen was about to rush in, one of Ling's eyes suddenly turned blue.

"Ahem..."

Antiling's dog ancestor jumped out at this time.

Wu Mo's teeth itch from anger in an instant! ! !

In fact, the journey was not too long. They walked for about half a day and arrived at the camp on the sixth floor of No.40.

When the guild manages the lower levels, the selection of those camps is very particular. If you don't consider exploration and just shuttle between camps, you will actually go very quickly.

However, when going to the place where Wu Mo and Orlando had a big battle, Bishop Geoffrey did not let the other adventurers follow up completely, but let them stop 200 meters away, and Wu Mo, An Ti Ling, Tai Beisha and the others walked up together.

something black...

That was the main battlefield where Wu Mo and Orlando fought, Wu Mo bit Orlando, and Orlando's flesh and blood wrapped Wu Mo up and devoured him...

At this moment, even though it was far away, Jeffrey could still feel the faint divinity in front of him.

It's faint, but not nonexistent.

Therefore, he had to remind everyone to be careful.

Everyone took out their weapons.

Wu Mo has nothing to say, he has always been that great sword, and he also uses that handy hand.

Jeffrey is still his gunsword, Tabetha is holding her electromagnetic shock knife, as for Ling...

Ok…

She prepared a pack of energy canisters.

After crossing a huge boulder in front of the former battlefield, Wu Mo and his group finally came here.

But what caught his eyes was no longer the scene Wu Mo saw when he left last time...

Scarlet blood flowed out from the hole where An Tiling dragged Wu Mo out, and the mechanical objects bent over in front of the blood, maintaining a prone state, motionless.

Scarlet lines criss-cross their bodies, and bright blood-colored flowers bloom from their bodies, densely packed, so bright...

They are like the nutrients of the bright flowers. After sucking the blood that belongs to the gods, they also offer themselves as nutrients...

Wu Mo, An Tiling and the others stepped into this blooming flower garden just like that.

"Looking at the conditions of these wild beasts around here, this should be regarded as a fourth-level divine pollution."

After briefly scanning the scene, Jeffrey made a judgment.

If it can affect multiple things, it is definitely not level five, and it cannot affect whether people with divinity have spread to the point of being out of control, roughly, it is around level four.

"Flowers... Flowers again..."

Wu Mo looked at the conspicuous flower and stepped forward.

The flowers that were still swaying gently in the breeze, with Wu Mo's movement, stagnated, and then quickly withered.

And in the blink of an eye, most of it withered, and a large number of blood-colored petals turned into pools of sticky blood-colored depressions after falling, and in an instant...

The mechanical objects were completely submerged and dragged into the puddle of blood.

"Wu Mo!"

An Tiling shouted nervously, and planned to descend on the spirit at any time!

Not only Antiling, but even Jeffrey frowned, but before he could attack, Wu Mo raised his hand to signal them not to be nervous.

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It's just that those faces, with dull expressions, stared blankly in front of him, as if their eyes had penetrated the dark stone wall and looked into the distance, and that even more distant and elusive place...

"Not in...death..."

A face, whispering softly and dully there.

"Not in...death..."

Countless faces followed in unison.

Immediately afterwards, those sluggish and empty faces, as if they had gone crazy, roared hoarsely there, and roared in unison!

!【'

"No more death! No more death! No more death! No more death! No more death No more death No more death No more death No more death No no no no no..."

All the roaring sounds were high-spirited, but when it reached the peak, it was like a computer crashing, suddenly stuck, and it was stuck on that one! ! !

"Whizzing!"

Two sharp piercing sounds flew out from Wu Mo's side, and Bishop Geoffrey's two gun swords pierced heavily into the blood-stained depression, and the stuck murmur stopped immediately.

However, those originally dull faces moved their eyes slightly, looking at Wu Mo.

"No more...death..."

One of the faces whispered this sentence again.

"as well as…"

Another face, looking at Wu Mo, continued to murmur.

"No more, born..."

Chapter 75 The Desire of the Fetal Sea

"No more...born..."

"No more...born..."

"no longer..."

"born..."

"born..."

"born..."

The blood began to gather, and the faces began to bulge upward continuously, as if something was about to surge out from the bulge.

"Wu Mo!!!" An Tiling couldn't help shouting.

As a result, Wu Mo just turned his head, glanced at her, and then looked at Jeffrey to the side.

"Bishop Jeffrey, can I trouble you with one thing? Please leave this thing to me. I want to see what it will look like."

Wu Mo's voice was as calm as water, without the slightest sign of being influenced or controlling his mind.

Ling and Jeffrey were slightly relieved after seeing Wu Mo's calm appearance.

"It really doesn't matter?" An Tiling asked still a little worried.

"Except for being a little scared, I don't have much feeling." Wu Mo smiled.

"Stop joking at this time!" Ling glared at him dissatisfied.

As a result, Wu Mo could only smile wryly.

To be honest, even though I have seen this kind of thing several times, Wu Mo is still not very used to seeing such a weird and twisted thing now, but it is not as powerful as it was at the beginning.

Wu Mo made an OK gesture, and continued to turn his head, looking at that kind of thing.

Different from the divine hazard controlled by humans, the mass of things in front of him is disordered and chaotic, and they are the only ones who stand here unaffected. Those ordinary mechanical life forms, even if there is Jeff Bishop Li's amulet protection, it may not be able to say, 100% nothing happened.

The surging blood seemed to be trying hard to create a human shape.

It just seems that there are too many people who want to come out, and there are too many people who want the shape of a person. They overlap each other, not giving in to each other, densely packed, layer upon layer, wide open Looking into those empty and lifeless eyes, murmuring birth.

born...

They want to be born...

When you can't be born no matter how much you whisper, when you can't seem to find the way of life no matter how much you want, those twisted things in the blood, even the twisted things with incomplete bodies, are there, in Wu In front of Mo, the oldest and most primitive birth ceremony of the old human beings was performed...

They are incomplete with each other, they are incomplete, they don't care whether they are receivers or givers, even if they are receivers while they are givers! ! !

The ear-piercing crashing sound and weird moaning sound became sticky, terrifying, and disgusting under the blending of blood...

Wu Mo felt his teeth chattering.

The emotion called anger mixed with trembling fear kept rising in his heartache, when the pile of disgusting things screamed high-pitched in front of him, and even seemed to be planning to enter the next reincarnation!

Wu Mo raised the big sword in his hand, and stabbed forcefully into the twisted object...

Harsh and painful screams roared out from the mouths of those faces, but Wu Mo saw that it was true that there was a strange joy on the faces screaming in pain. Delighted, satiated with twisted...

The scream slowly changed its tone, and after a few breaths, it became low and hoarse, until finally, it fell completely silent.

The distorted face collapsed, the surging blood dried up, and the twisted thing born under the pollution of divinity turned into a liquid sludge, which quickly flowed away from both sides of Wu Mo's great sword.

The sword in Wu Mo's hand seemed to have absorbed the blood from the opponent's body, and the bright red lines on it became more vivid.

But it only turned on for a moment, and the bright red pattern quickly fell silent, and did not respond again.

Jeffrey stepped forward, looking at the big sword in Wu Mo's hand, his expression seemed a little complicated.

Wu Mo didn't speak, just watched the scene where that thing disappeared, standing there quietly.

"Wu Mo..."

Ling gently came to Wu Mo's side and tugged on Wu Mo's sleeve.

"Ling, how do human beings give birth?" Wu Mo asked softly.

"Eh?"

An Tiling blushed when Wu Mo asked this question, and mumbled like a little mosquito, humming there.

"No...isn't it right...butt...?"

"Bishop Jeffrey, if two God Chosen want to have a baby, how can they have a baby?" Wu Mo looked at Bishop Jeffrey.

"Ok?"

Bishop Geoffrey was taken aback by Wu Mo's question.

"I'm talking about you, you have the birth of a god, tell me, if you want to have a child, what will you do?"

Wu Mo didn't care at all how paradoxical and incomprehensible his question was. He just turned around, looked at Bishop Geoffrey, and looked at him seriously.

At first, Bishop Geoffrey thought Wu Mo was making some weird joke, but when he saw Wu Mo was so serious, he finally became serious.

"Wu Mo, I will not have any children." Bishop Geoffrey shook his head lightly.

"When I don't have the reproduction of God, I can still give birth to children, but in my current state, I have dedicated everything to my Lord, and I will not give birth to children. Not only me, any God's Chosen One, Once it reaches my level, no offspring will be born, of course, it is still possible to give birth to some abnormal god-made things, but it is impossible for normal children to be born."

Wu Mo didn't say anything else, just let out a breath of turbid air, and then lightly poked the sword on the ground.

"Wu Mo, what's the matter?" An Tiling saw that Wu Mo's mental state was not right, and asked a little worried.

"No, it's nothing, I just saw something not very clean..."

Wu Mo smiled hard and looked at her.