Above the gray fog

"Damn it, you're talking nonsense." Wu Wang's eyes widened with shock.

Lin Shan was also slightly startled. The monster below did nothing. He just talked to them. In just a few words... he could use their language fluently...

"What a fuss, just learn the language. You will understand when you come into contact with the 'spiritual' realm." The monster below looked like you had never seen the world before, and this time the voice still came from the mind.

"Is this what you are looking for? Why do you have its positioning?"

"Forget it... There is no need to answer this question. There are many strange things in Gray Mist, and a positioning is not a big deal."

As soon as the words in his mind fell, a tentacle from below stretched out, and there was a... vegetable basket hanging on the tentacle.

It is really a vegetable basket used in the countryside to hold vegetables and wash vegetables. The whole basket is made of bamboo sticks and has a flat round mouth.

"Ah...this, this is too casual." Wu Wang looked at the vegetable basket in front of him and was dumbfounded.

Xia Xuan tilted her head, took a look, and asked doubtfully: "Bamboo basket?"

"Perhaps the weird things are all so simple and unpretentious." Lin Shan said a little uncertainly. At least he had never seen a fancy thing with a luxurious appearance, but the vegetable basket in front of him was too dramatic...

"This weird thing belonged to the leader of the Twilight Tribe back then. I killed him, so it came to me. This is a functional weird thing that has no attack ability. It has its own space in the basket." The monster's voice came from his mind. sounded.

"This is... a weakened version of the space ring... the space basket?" Lin Shan stared at the bamboo basket in front of him in surprise, not expecting it to be a space artifact.

"Good stuff." Xia Xuan commented.

At this moment, Lin Shan was a little confused. What did this monster mean to tempt them?

When he was thinking about how to speak, Wu Wang had taken the lead and asked:

"Senior seems to have encountered some problems, do you need our help?"

Although Wu Wang's character is a bit startled, his EQ and IQ are definitely not low, otherwise he would not be the recognized richest man in the human race.

"Hahaha, young man, you are my appetite." The monster's laughter came from the mind, "Then I won't beat around the bush with you, you can find a way to help me drain the blood from this blood pool, and I will drain this strange blood pool." How about giving it to you?"

"Senior is a Sequence 7. If we release him, and he turns against us again, we weak Sequence 8... cannot stop him." Lin Shan said bluntly.

He was now certain that this evil creature was imprisoned here, and what trapped it should be the blood in the pool.

Since you have something to ask for, it will be much easier to handle.

The monster's voice sounded, seemingly unhappy.

"You humans are troublesome. You are suspicious of this and that all day long. There will even be mutual suspicion within the same clan."

"If I wanted to kill you, you would have died long ago."

Lin Shan replied calmly: "If you kill us, no one will let you out."

"You little guy, you don't like me, what do you think I should do?" A voice came from my mind, with a slight hint of anger.

Seeing this, Lin Shan was no longer worried. Instead of mentioning the matter, he changed the subject and asked, "Senior... why are you here? Are there Sequence 7 experts in the Twilight Clan?"

"The Twilight tribe has a shitty Sequence 7. They are stuck at the node of advancing from Sequence 8 to Sequence 7. They only got the Sequence 7 stone tablet thirty years ago." The voice in his mind suddenly became louder and the anger became more intense.

"Then senior...why did he appear in this blood pool?" Lin Shan asked curiously. The monster below was obviously trapped here. Does the Twilight Clan have this strength?

This is Sequence 7. If you calculate it based on the gap between Sequence 8 and Sequence 9, Sequence 7 requires at least hundreds of Sequence 8s to fight head-on. Or is it a spiritual fight under theoretical circumstances? With more mental power... I don’t know what else can be done. Can't fight hard.

Even if you can fight it, under normal circumstances, one Sequence 8 is born every ten years, and a hundred Sequence 8s require a thousand years of development of the race. Could it be that the Twilight tribe has developed for more than a thousand years? Maybe they have more than one Sequence 8 stone tablet.

"You want to ask, why am I trapped here?"

"Did you see the blood in this blood pool? It is made up of the blood of tens of millions of Twilight clan members and the supernatural power of the evil god."

"Sequence 7 is different from Sequence 8. This is no longer a level that can be defeated by numbers."

"So what the senior is saying is that the Twilight Clan borrowed external forces?" Lin Shan asked, "Evil God?"

"Well, I'm trapped here by God."

The words from the monster below caused the eyes of the three people in the room to converge involuntarily, and each could see the surprised look in the other's eyes.

Lin Shan's first reaction was that it was bragging. The god could kill it with one slap, so did it need to be trapped here?

"God's projection." Sensing the misunderstanding among the three, it added another sentence.

"No matter what race wants to advance to Sequence 7, it is impossible on its own. Most races will choose to sacrifice to the gods. Sacrifice to the righteous gods will lose the high-level combat power, sacrifice to the evil gods will lose the civilians in the clan, and there are also a few races to collect their own. Faith, however, the promotion time required to collect faith will be extended indefinitely.”

"There seems to be a deal between the gods and the race. In fact, the races are like leeks, and the gods are the ones who cut the leeks. They cut the leeks one crop after another. Each time they are cut, they will grow better for the next harvest. More spirituality or lifespan, this cycle continues until gods appear in this race..."

"Okay, I've told you so many secrets that only Sequence 7 can access. Isn't that sincere enough? Help me destroy this blood pool, and I'll give you the strange things, and then I'll take my revenge. You go back to your clan. If nothing unexpected happens, we won't see each other again in your lifetime." The monster below said faintly.

Lin Shan didn't answer it, but asked another question: "Senior, why do you know that you are the main medicine? Since you know that you are the material of the sequence potion, why don't you join forces with other high-sequence evils to eliminate these races? The clan land should not be difficult for you to find, right?"

It's not easy to meet a Sequence 7 who can answer questions, so I must ask more questions to understand more truths about this world.

As for whether it will turn hostile... It's highly unlikely. It still hopes that Lin Shan and others will let it out.

And Lin Shan, because he has faith in his hands, he is not afraid of a trapped Sequence 7.

"Little guy, you have too many questions." The monster's loud voice that can't stop being angry came from his mind.

Lin Shan and the others remained silent, but they were actually alert to the surroundings to prevent the tentacles below from suddenly attacking.

After a while, the monster below suddenly calmed down after violently rising and falling several times, and a faint voice came from below:

"This is not a secret, it can only be regarded as common sense. Since you want to know, then I will tell you about the evil clan."