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Maybe it's time to go to the cemetery to see the glorious souls and listen to their stories. Then, Lu Zhengkang thought, go to Wuthering Cliff to start the fire ceremony.

He walked back to the cemetery slowly, and after he had the nail of dream, he could see the souls on the graves.

These souls remained the same as they were before they were alive, but they were a little illusory, still floating with dreamy glory.

After talking with them, one of the nearly one hundred souls impressed Lu Zhengkang in particular.

It was a bug named Hundred Nail Warrior. Although he was called Hundred Nail, he only had three bone nails on his body.

His tone is cordial and confident, "Although I only have three bone nails, one is sharper than one. I can defeat you by just pulling out one... Isn't my bone nail the best thing in the world? ?"

Lu Zhengkang thought to himself, he had also carried three bone nails before, at that time he was the king of fools.

Chapter 70 The Nightmare Light, Green Theater Company

Came to Dartmouth and entrusted the small maintenance bug to the elderly bug.

Lu Zhengkang went to the Howling Cliff again. This feeling of running back and forth was not easy, but he focused on enjoying the scenery on the road.

However, Wuthering Cliffs is the worst scenic area.

Although Lu Zhengkang knew that this mountain range was majestic, in the dark, he couldn't see anything. Only the violent wind blew his face, bringing the wind and sand, and blowing his mask almost ashes.

Standing in front of the previous corpse of the bug wearing a headgear, slashed it with the dream nail.

A large amount of scarlet dream essence flew out from the corpse, staining the entire space red.

At this time, looking back, the iron platform in the cave was already lit with cherry red light, illuminating the surrounding torch piles.

One of the torches is exceptionally tall, standing on a small altar, majestic.

The upper part of these torch piles are like claws, and they look a little bit evil.

Lu Zhengkang tried to hit the iron platform repeatedly with bone nails. The iron platform was intact, and the red light became more and more enthusiastic like drilling wood to make fire.

Just listening to the sound of "Teng!", the pillar of fire rushed up and instantly became invisible.

The surrounding torch piles vibrated, and thin sparks rose, and then burst into red light!

The scarlet flames of the nightmare ignite.

There is a leisurely circus tune from outside.

Lu Zhengkang went to Dartmouth. Since the evacuated team went home, the place was depressed again, but at some point there was a horse drama troupe in the town. They set up several large tents in the open space outside the town. , A group of white-faced and purple-clothed bugs crawling around inside and outside the tent. They laughed and jumped. There were also a few strange-looking bugs performing juggling in the open space outside the tent, piercing fire rings, throwing small balls, and climbing ladders. Everyone is very thrilling. Every time the audience exclaims and claps, the scene is happy and lively.

All kinds of exciting music have made the air in the town almost frozen for many years sizzling and hot. The red flames of the special torch piles around are also bright, and all the insects are covered with a layer of red light. It looked like a carnival.

However, the excitement belongs to the troupe. The other residents of the town are still in their own huts, without contact with the troupe, and still savoring their loneliness.

Lu Zhengkang walked along the road, passed through the theater, and looked at the insects. The masks on the faces of these foreign insects are uniform, with white faces and black holes. Two black arcs extend from the forehead, pass through the eyeholes, and converge to The lower jaw looks like a clown, very comical.

Lu Zhengkang vaguely felt that this mask was very familiar, very similar to the container mask, but had a different breath.He had guesses in his heart, but he didn't rush to verify.

He kept walking and came to the square of the town, and exchanged a few words with the elder worm.

The old bug said he didn't like the new theater company very much. Although it brought long-lost joy, there was a strange atmosphere that made him feel uneasy.

I saw a few old friends one after another, and learned from them that they also dislike this theater group very much, but the annoying Zotte, who kept clamoring to conquer the audience with his exquisite swordsmanship, but never left. And his little girl who has been with him is missing, and now there is no bug that will take care of him.

Lu Zhengkang was very puzzled. Zuo Te came to the holy nest and said that he was also trying to solve the radiation. Now that the radiation is dead, what is he still doing here?

As a void creature and a container of the first generation, it is really a shame that he has not participated in the final battle at all.

Lu Zhengkang didn't intend to talk nonsense with him, and turned to the biggest tent of the theater. There were two long-necked insects squatting outside the curtain, looking very docile and cute.

He lifted the curtain and looked inside. The interior space was wide. The door was a long corridor, and there was faint music coming, but he couldn't hear it from the drums of other performances outside.

Lu Zhengkang walked into the tent slowly, and the moment he lowered the curtain, it was as if the inside and outside were isolated, and the faint accordion sound became much clearer.

He followed the faint red glowing corridor to the depths. He was the only one along the way, and the white-faced spectators who liked to drill around were nowhere to be seen.

It seems to be completely isolated from the outside world, only the sound of the instrument is getting clearer.

Lu Zhengkang saw a sturdy insect wearing a two-hole circus mask, pulling another fat arthropod in his hand, like a grub, and the sound of the accordion came from this insect instrument.

The male with strong arms nodded friendly when he saw the guest, "My name is Bloom, eh, eh?" He seemed to recognize Lu Zhengkang, "You called us? Go to the leader!"

Lu Zhengkang stared at the insect instrument in his hand and exclaimed, "This... thing, how do you use it to play?"

Bloom shrugged. "Always will."

Lu Zhengkang also shrugged, but his head was too big and his shoulders were very thin, and he couldn't see it after shrugging. After realizing this, he silently continued to walk into the tent.

After exiting the corridor, I came to the wide hall. This circular space was surrounded by heavy purple curtains. Several red lanterns hung from the top of the tent, making it look like a child’s deep dream.

Two spotlights hit the curtain, and fierce drums sounded. You chase the spotlights from the wall to the ground, and finally gather together.

"Boom!"

Red smoke came out of the big canopy, and a slender, vampire-like bug came out.

This is the captain-Green.

He turned his back to Lu Zhengkang, with a relaxed and elegant posture.

The dense red mist gradually dissipated, and Green stood in the diagonal beam of light. He was wrapped in a cloak with black outside and red inside. He looked like a trumpet flower, revealing his slender under the full skirt. Legs.

Because of his back facing, Lu Zhengkang couldn't see his front face, but his head was a short tick, and his temples were erected, looking like bat ears.

"So, you called us. I'm glad to meet you, my friend, I'm Green, the head of this troupe." He said that he was happy to meet you, but he didn't even turn to face Lu Zhengkang. .

Green tilted his head slightly, revealing his white mask.

"The nightmare lamp has been lit, and we have come here at your call. This is the stage you choose, a kingdom nourished by insects and roots, and an excellent land for our ceremonies. And you, my friend , What you have to do is far from over."

After speaking, he bowed reservedly, but bowed sideways, not facing Lu Zhengkang. It seemed that he was habitually bowing to the audience under the stage, even if the curtain was still closed.

"The nightmare lamp has been lit, and our contract has been burned in the scarlet flame. We are looking forward to your immediate start, but we have to explain the task clearly."

Chapter 71: Son of Green, Radiant Crisis

Green took out a talisman from his arms and handed it to Lu Zhengkang.

Lu Zhengkang took a look.

It is a Q version of Green head portrait.

This amulet is called the Son of Green.