National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 2058 Flower Cluster

The old man's head was a little bald, but his ears were very sharp and stood up high. He didn't look human.

Exposed to the divine light, the old man's skin was burned and turned red. He was obviously very uncomfortable.

"Stupid humans! Haven't you noticed yet? The magic circle here will be automatically triggered by the breath fluctuation! If you don't want to suffer, stop your breath!"

Fang Heng couldn't help but raise his head when he heard the words and looked up.

"Fuck!"

A slowly moving magic circle was reflected in the pupil of his right eye!

The large magic circle on the ceiling was deconstructed one by one through the Eye of Omniscient.

A large magic circle arranged by the Holy Court!

very interesting!

Is this where the divine power is released?

The special spar flower cluster in the central flower bed?

Very exquisite design!

The more he observed and understood the magic array, the more Fang Heng felt that the person who arranged the magic array was unusual.

The release of the fluctuations of sacred power is designed to automatically adjust and suppress the effect.

The stronger the resistance that triggers the magic circle, the stronger the suppression effect released by the sacred power.

"Hey! Kid! Didn't you hear me?"

The old man was obviously angered by Fang Heng's neglect. He climbed up under the burning of the holy light, came to the alloy metal railing of the prison, and stared at Fang Heng through the railing, "You kid! Stop now!" Down!"

Fang Heng turned his head, glanced at the old man coldly, and then looked away.

Stop?

When he doesn't want to?

The demon species belonging to his origin in the sea of ​​consciousness had never been triggered before, but now they suddenly exploded and were completely out of control.

He simply can't stop!

"Old man, stop shouting here!"

Fang Heng's arrival aroused the interest of many prisoners in the prison, and they all cast inquiring glances here.

In another cell opposite, a short dwarf was lying on the floor. He glanced at Fang Heng a few times, then looked away, letting the sacred light burn, and waved his hand lazily, "Yes. If you can, rush out and teach him a lesson. If you can't, just shut up as soon as possible and don't hinder me from sleeping."

"You stinky brat!" The old man was very angry. "I can't sleep, and you can't sleep either! We all can't sleep well!"

"You two have been locked up for so many years, and you are still arguing non-stop. From my perspective, this kid may not even be able to control the demonic seed in his body."

Hearing the word "devil", Fang Heng's expression changed slightly and he looked at the man.

The short dwarf who was lying on the ground preparing to sleep seemed to have heard some terrible news. He suddenly woke up and got up from the floor. He quickly walked forward and stared at Fang Heng, as if he wanted to You have to see Fang Heng's face clearly.

At this time, Fang Heng also turned to look at the person who spoke.

That guy is not human.

It's the lizard tribe!

The old man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand, "Demon seed? What is a demon seed?"

The dwarf stared at Fang Heng and observed, and at the same time, he replied with a smile: "Ha, I told you to read more books if you have nothing to do. You don't even know about demons, and you still have the nerve to ask? Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk."

The lizard clan looked at Fang Heng, "Kid, are you the heir of the demon species? But why do you seem to be completely incapable of controlling the demon species? Was it a demon species that was force-fed? No one taught you how to control it? Here. Where is the person for your ceremony?”

Fang Heng glanced at a few people, then moved his eyes towards the lizard tribe, and asked: "Where is this place?"

"Tch, I thought you were mute."

When the old man saw Fang Heng speaking, he impatiently replied: "The Demon Suppressing Cave, the prison where those idiots from the Holy Court imprisoned us, have you seen the magic circle above? That thing can suppress our power and resist The stronger it is, the stronger the power released by this thing. Okay, stop nagging and stop talking about that devil species of yours." "Oh, prison? To you, this is a prison, but not to me. Same." The dwarf snorted disdainfully, "I only stay here to practice with the power of the Holy Court."

"Okay, okay! You're awesome! The whole world knows how awesome you are!" The old man glared at him, didn't bother to argue, and looked at Fang Heng, "Why don't you stop now!"

Fang Heng ignored the old man and looked down at the shackles on his hands.

The shackles are very heavy, and they continue to release fluctuations of sacred power. They are obviously matched with the seal of the large magic circle in the Demon Suppression Cave.

The superimposition of the two can strengthen the suppressive effect of divine power.

"Boy! What are you still dazed for! Stop now!"

"Stop yelling!" The dwarf glared at the old man, then looked at Fang Heng, his eyes gradually brightening, "Don't you see, he can't control the demon seed in his body!"

The old man stared at Fang Heng fiercely and shouted, "What kind of devil do you have! Stop it!"

"Idiot! Didn't you realize it! Our chance to escape is here!"

The dwarf's eyes flashed with excitement, "Little brother, don't pay attention to that lunatic. You still can't control the demon seeds in your body, right? It doesn't matter, we can help you. Do you see the cell on your right? Go inside Take a look over there, the people living there can help you solve your trouble!"

there! ?

Fang Heng's heart moved and he looked in the direction indicated by the dwarf's gaze.

By chance, there was a cell to his left.

The cell seemed empty at first glance.

But if you look carefully at this time, you can see a gray mist shrouding the corner of the cell.

It seems to be the breath of the undead?

The breath is very weak and can only be detected by careful perception.

Fang Heng felt wary, stepped forward, and walked slowly towards the cell.

As if sensing something, the gray mist slowly floated forward a few meters, condensing into a shadow not far in front of Fang Heng.

Evil spirit!

The appearance of the evil spirit in front of him was illusive and ethereal, as if shrouded in a dark mist. His face was lifeless, his skin was as pale as paper, and his long hair was messy and fluttering, exuding a cold aura.

Even under the illumination of the fluctuations of external holy power, a layer of mist around him still could not be completely dispelled.

Evil spirits - ancient consciousness bodies of the undead system.

Immortal.

The combat ability of the main body can only be regarded as the last among legendary creatures, but evil spirits usually have vast knowledge.

"you……"

The evil spirit opened its eyes, which were hollow and deep.

"Hey! Evil Spirit!!" The lizard tribe on the side said to the evil spirit: "The thing you are looking for is here, this kid is a demon!"

When the evil spirit heard this, its empty eyes focused on Fang Heng. It seemed to see something that surprised it, and it whispered softly, "You are a devil."

"Yes! Demonic species!"

The dwarf suddenly felt that he saw hope of escape and shouted at the evil spirit, "Isn't finding the demon seed one of the ways to escape from here? Now the demon seed is here! Do it quickly! Let's run out together!"

Fang Heng also turned his attention to evil spirits.

(End of this chapter)