MTL - Pirate’s Brood Order-v3 Chapter 256 The world behind the door

Do not move!

The complicated and eerie tree lines did not move at all, and the pitch-black door frame did not even make a sound of squeezing.

The seemingly thin layer of the door wall seems to carry the weight of a world, and it is not something that Yaerlin can push.

"The back of this door is locked. If we want to forcibly break in, our current strength is far from enough, and this will cause a strong backlash from the world behind the door." Astu Bader explained quietly, calmly. There was some deep malice in his voice.

"I don't like rude intrusions either. That would be considered a bad guest; so do you want the host behind you to open the door and invite us in?" Yaerlin retracted his fingers, his eyes glittering with a gloomy luster. The child went to the "cat's eye" in the middle of the door: "I'm sorry, the owner of the door can't be so stupid, right?"

"Using human understanding, most of the worlds are martyrs with chastity arches. You can break their bones, but you must not expect them to take off their clothes and open the door to welcome guests."

Countless pitch-black tentacles danced wildly behind Yaerlin. It was Astur Bader protesting against this feudal trend of thought. In the concept of a mother's nest, mutual communication can promote the ecological circle of common prosperity and development.

"So..." Yaerlin pursed his lips.

Chi!

A terrifying phantom appeared in the dancing tentacles, like a black hand reaching out from nothingness. Yaerlin raised his arm at the same time, his five fingers and the "black hand" overlapped perfectly in mid-air, and the index fingers floated up. "Forest" black light, fingertips against the "cat's eye".

Countless black lines ignited spontaneously without wind. On Yaerlin's retina, the progress bar that was almost full was rapidly descending like a reverse flow, and the accumulated "liquid" in the biochemical pool was also being evaporated at a speed visible to the naked eye. exhausted.

"Life and soul are the cornerstones of the existence of any world, and no world can resist this temptation, not to mention, the life that the mother nest devours and decomposes is the purest nourishment!"

The icy voice was full of strong malice, probably because of the black people who were close to the ink. Yaerlin noticed that Astur was becoming more and more sinister, and used pure food to lure people. It was really a sin.

There seemed to be countless ghosts of souls wailing, the fragrance of flesh and blood infiltrated the door, the strange giant tree on the door seemed to have become more tender, a blood red and strange eyeball opened in the tree, quickly. Coinciding with the "cat's eye", the next moment, the terrifying attraction swallowed the "fragrance".

A gloomy, chaotic, terrifying gravitational force came out through the crack of the door. It was a power attribute that was completely different from the world of pirates.

"In a state of starvation, it will never notice whether it is swallowing a gluttonous feast or a poisonous bait hidden in it!" Yaerlin understood Astu's meaning, and he stared at the cat's eyes that opened his mouth.

A finger-sized cat's eye cannot be penetrated by normal people. Yaerlin glanced behind him, and the black and white shadowy mask reflected in his pupils.

"Go and say hello to me and that world!" Yaerlin's eyes suddenly focused on one of the figures, cracking his white and neat teeth.

The figure instantly dissolved into an invisible black mist, entwined into a "mist belt", which was easily inhaled into the deep and dark cat's eyes.

At the moment when the black mist was completely inhaled, Yaerlin retracted his fingertips, the black dim light disappeared, and the cat's eyes closed tightly in an instant. The only difference was that Yaerlin turned his eyes to the past, In the originally dark and heavy shadow, a strange figure appeared that was quickly gathering.

The strange, unknown, and mysterious other world was slowly presented to Yaerlin's vision through the cat's eyes.

The more painful thing is that the progress bar that was about to reach the top, in just a few breaths, has reduced nearly one-third of the "reserve", and it is still 300,000 short of the next stage of the mother's nest. progress value.

In other words, the "fare" for smuggling an apostle is 300,000 progress value, which is probably more expensive than the progress value consumed by Arlin's death and rebirth. Baring his teeth, his sinister gaze penetrated the "cat's eye" to look at the gathered figures.

He could see it, but his will could not pass through the door and land on the body of the "Apostle". Yaerlin frowned slightly. He didn't like the feeling of being out of control, even if the lifeform transformed by the mother nest was forever It is impossible to betray the "Legion".

He has always been a person with a strong desire to control, and generally, characters such as heroic and traitorous are all such characters.

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The dark, hoarse forest, with countless ghost-like towering ancient trees, seemed to cover the sky, only the mottled and gloomy moonlight revealed, and the woods filled with a dull and gloomy aura.

A strange overcast wind swept through, and the leaves were rolled and scattered on the ground, and then a black mist that appeared out of thin air infiltrated from the decaying tree hole and quickly condensed into a silhouette on the ground.

The square-toed black leather boots stepped on the wet soil, the slender tube-shaped trouser legs were slightly muddy, and the upper body was a simple shirt, with a coat like a military uniform over it, and a dark cloak tied over the coat. There is no sign on the cape.

Wearing a white mask on his face, until the last trace of black mist poured into his body, he slowly crouched down and rubbed his fingertips in the black soil.

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It was a smell that didn't exist in the original world. It should be some kind of "energy" that filled the air. The eyes under the mask swept into the distance, and the entire forest was surrounded by a huge rust railing with four A large rusted letter.

"Unfamiliar font!"

He didn't know it, he looked back and felt a strange depression around him, the rustling insects, the whistling cold wind, the blades of grass swaying back and forth, and suddenly, a drop of blood stained on the blade of grass was blown by the wind splash.

Chi!

The hidden silver light penetrated the air, shot out from the dark woods, and quickly stabbed at his back. A gloomy smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth. He turned around abruptly, and his rough palm grabbed the shot. Dark weapon to come.

"There are people alive!"

He threw the hidden weapon backhand almost without thinking, and looked at the attacker running in a strange posture in the jungle, standing in place as if frightened...