Primordial Sequence

In the wilderness, the Three-Eyed tribe members gathered around Jack and came to a rather desolate place. This place was different from the plains in other places. The strange rocks here formed a small hillside, which was incompatible with other plains.

"That's my Lord. This is where my Lord sleeps." Seeing this scene, all the Three-Eyed Tribe people knelt down. That kind of bloodline call can't go wrong. Their master, the future Three-Eyed Tribe The leader of Crymeng Zakasia must be buried below.

"let's start."

Jack, who was also affected by blood induction, did not kneel down. Instead, he said calmly.

"Chacha...I can't wait any longer." The somewhat excited Perpetual One trembled. The box in Jack's hand shook more and more intensely. He fell silent and became quiet. Suddenly, water flowed out of the mouth of the box that fell on the ground. There was a lot of blood, which dyed the stone red, and a strong smell of blood suddenly murmured in the air.

"Ah..." At this moment, several three-eyed tribesmen standing around the box suddenly let out a scream. They covered their faces and fell to the ground. Their fingers and faces were quickly corroded. Less than three As soon as he breathed, there was only a pool of red sticky substance left on the ground.

"What are you going to do?" The remaining three-eyed tribesmen immediately moved away from this place and looked at the Perpetual One with horror on their faces.

"What are you doing? Let you return to the embrace of the Lord." I saw a small crack opened in the black box, and a blood-stained arm stretched out, and he pressed the ground stiffly.

"Ji..." The sour voice reminded me of the cracks in the black box getting bigger and bigger. An arm also covered in blood stretched out, and then two feet with only skin and bones stretched out.

"It's been too long, I can finally come out." After saying that, the black box suddenly opened completely, and a rain of blood spurted out. In the red rain of blood, a strange syringe with hands and feet floated in the air. The wall of the syringe It was carved with gorgeous patterns and was about the size of a baby's arm. It was filled with blood like ruby, and a pale face was looking out against the glass wall.

"Ah..." The three tribesmen who were hit by the blood rain suddenly felt intense pain. His skin and flesh corroded rapidly, leaving black wounds that were deep enough to see the bones. They wanted to leave this terrifying place, but it was already too late. , their bones had been corroded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of kilograms of black skeletons were lying on the pile of rocks.

"If you don't sacrifice, how can you break the seal? Aren't you looking for your master? Go down and accompany him." Seeing that only Jack and the half-dead moon elf were still alive on the field, a dull sound came from inside the syringe.

In the plain not far away, the members of the Heavenly Sword Constellation and the Discipline Institute who witnessed all this subconsciously frowned. Such sealed objects without any humanity would be a big trouble for that organization.

"It's the Sustainer." Kidd looked at the floating Sustainer and immediately recalled that this should be the 'Sustainer', that damn blood monster. Even if he now has arms and legs, Kidd still glances at him. I recognized it.

Tens of thousands of meters away from Jack and the others, the people in the Hope Council also saw all this, and meaningful smiles appeared on their lips.

"Give him the properties of a makeup artist." Seeing the blood seeping into the ground, the Eternal looked at the tortured moon elf and said lightly. Jack heard the extraordinary properties of red and blue from a small bottle. , and force-fed the moon elf.

"Ah..." The makeup artist's extraordinary characteristics came into play. The moon elf, who had been injured and had a weak aura, suddenly let out a scream. He tightly covered his torn neck, with blistered blood between his fingers. Foam spurted out from between the fingers.

"Boom... clatter..." As soon as the moon elf's blood fell to the ground, Jack suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet trembling. The ground shook, and a square golden building emerged from the ground among the rocks rolling down. When he came out, the building was about ten meters high and seven or eight meters wide. The customs and customs of the Holy Land and the "Language of the Starry Sky" were carved on the top of the box. When he came out, the originally gloomy sky suddenly became turbulent, and the clouds in the sky suddenly rotated. When he got up, hurricanes swept across the earth, and a majestic golden figure holding a long bow appeared among the thick clouds.

"Sorry, there's too much noise, do something quickly." Seeing this scene, Jack looked at him with a group of eyes. He picked up the dying moon elf and threw it away.

"Bang..." The blood of the moon elf sprayed onto the confined golden box. His blood was quickly absorbed. Suddenly, a moon elf with a beautiful face, wearing a white palace dress, and red and blue eyes emerged from the golden box. He walked out of the gap, looking at the few people proudly like an ant in the sky.

"I knew this would happen. I saw the past, but the destined person did not come. The past was tampered with."

After saying that, the female moon elf glanced at the sky, sighed softly, and then exploded with a bang. For a while, the sky was full of white fragments floating everywhere.

"Woooooooo..." It was like the sound of ancient horns came from inside the door, and the song from the elves sounded.

"We come from the top of the arrogance, and our fate cannot be surrendered. We resist the resurrection of the dead. The desolate earth always carries our steps. The roar of the Latin dragon spreads across the sky. The elves disappear and march forward bravely. Our swords are full of anger. We Never fear death..."

I could only hear inspiring songs coming from the golden box, and this indomitable momentum affected everyone.

"This is the war song of the elven city-states in the Second Era. At that time, they had not yet been divided into moon elves, sun elves, and dark elves. In the era of resisting darkness and turmoil, they brought hope and dawn to life on the earth. They only A warrior worthy of respect." The chubby man held up his chest with one hand to show respect when he heard this song. For the race fighting on the front line in the second era, everyone should still maintain the courtesy. After all, there is no They would not have the subsequent Third Age and Fourth Age.

"They're in." Kidd, who had been paying attention to Jack's movements, reminded him in a low voice. The bloated man saw that half of Jack's feet had already stepped into the door. At this moment, in the gap of the brilliant box, a golden luster became more and more intense. big.

"Not good." The first person to see this scene was Jack. He saw a golden beam of light coming at lightning speed, and he immediately blocked the Perpetual One in front of him.

"Damn bastard." Perpetual cursed before he could react, and the golden beam hit him.

"Crack..." A small crack appeared on the syringe of the Perpetual One, and an extremely evil aura leaked from the crack.

"This is, this is the blood of the heir of the evil god, Jack, you are crazy." Seeing this scene, Jack in the syringe yelled.

Thousands of meters away, seeing the golden beam hitting the Perpetual One, the people from the 'Parliament of Hope' spoke calmly.

"It's always a good thing to have him to explore the way. Our sealed artifacts haven't been used yet. Even if we barely block Sagittarius' attack, it will end in serious injury. Follow us now."

Several people from the discipline center and the sanctuary also followed.

On the dark blue street, Camus fell into deep thought. Just now he clearly felt that the moon elf makeup artist was looking at him.

"The destined person did not come, and the past was tampered with." Kamius whispered. If he guessed correctly, the moon elf should be reminding him.

In the Cathedral of the Queen of Poker Club, when the false gold box appeared, the church discovered what had happened here, but for some reason, the Book of Death, which was suppressed in the world of the elves, suddenly rioted. The four bishops could not suppress it, and the Archbishop had no choice but to personally Went to the world of elves.

"Damn it, all our people have been transferred underground." A middle-level member of the poker club cursed and said, after thinking about it, he rushed over.

Inside the fake gold box, Jack and the others found themselves entering a bizarre world as soon as they entered. The walls here were translucent with colorful sheen. After looking at it for a long time, a sense of distortion and nausea appeared in their hearts.

"Where is he?" Jack asked anxiously. If it took too long, he was afraid that the big forces would react and he would get nothing by then.

"Under your feet." This was the reminder from the Slayer hanging around Jack's neck. As soon as Jack looked down, he saw a man with blood flowing from his chest lying there with his eyes closed under the translucent floor. Even Jack After just a few glances, I felt like I wanted to cry.

"Look at me." After finding the target, the Slayer fell from Jack's neck. His body quickly grew in size as it fell, and it smashed through the ground in one fell swoop.

"Boom..." A huge echo echoed inside the box, and the Slaughterer thrust straight into Crying Meng below, preparing to stab him to death here.

"Woo..." At this time, Cailmeng, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes, and his third eye turned gurglingly. A creepy cry suddenly sounded, and invisible ripples blocked the falling carnage. By.

"Are you here? I've been waiting for you for a long time." Weeping Meng, whose chest was still bleeding, stood up. He was wearing a black robe, with black hair and black eyes, and a childish face. He looked like a young man in his twenties. , but the torn wound in the middle of the chest was transparent from front to back and looked a little leaky.

"The Perpetual One takes action."

Seeing the awakening crying dream, Jack was not afraid at all. He was sealed for an era and was severely injured by the golden arrow. How much strength does crying dream still have? I have two sealed artifacts.

"Hahaha... I like it." After receiving the order, the Perpetual One rolled his eyes and quickly took action. His current target was Jack's body, not Crying Meng. Crying Meng's body was severely injured by the golden arrow, and it was useless to use it. , Jack's health is better.

"Crash..." Thinking of this, a drop of ruby-like blood appeared on the tip of the user's needle. As soon as this drop of blood came out, it attracted Crying Meng's attention. It has the same majestic aura as his own, so this is high-ranking blood. .

"Holy Sword Judgment." Just as the two gangs were taking action, Jack suddenly heard a cold voice coming from behind him, and then an astonishing killing intent made his hair stand on end, and he immediately used the ability of the Dream Traveler to disappear. .

"Boom..." A sword mark dozens of meters long suddenly appeared on the translucent ground inside the box.

Jack, who had narrowly escaped death, looked at Tianshou Zuo with fear on his face and spoke in a low voice.

"Kill..." Heavenly Sword Seat did not answer. Instead, he raised his sword and slashed, even including the crying meng.

"Who leaked the news?" Seeing this scene, Jack also realized that there was a traitor on his side, and he also saw more people coming in.