Super God Gene

The golden fur sniffed on the ground, seemingly tracking the smell of the bloody dog and chasing it forward.

There were ruined stone buildings all around, and Hansen frowned more and more, and the golden fur roared constantly in the ruins, walking more than a hundred miles, and found many stone tablets plunged across the grassland in front.

Those tablets are skewed, and some are even plugged into the grass, but this is the only stone building that Hanson sees with text.

Hanson made the golden fur roar pause for a while, because the smell was going on, the golden fur roar was not very fast, and after that, I'm afraid it would be difficult to catch the bloody dog.

The gaze measured a stone tablet in the nearest area, only to see that the tablet was engraved with very ancient words, which Hanson had previously learned.

The tablet is missing a part, but most of the writing is still visible.

“Imir, defeated. ”

Hanson looked at something strange. There was only one name on this tablet and the word "defeat". Other than that, there was no end to it, saying it was a tombstone unlike the other, saying it was a monument of merit, and there was no such writing.

Hanson sees something strange and doesn't know who this Imir is.

Hanson turned around and couldn't see another stone tablet far away. He only saw the words “Veriz defeated” written on it. Other than the name, it was the exact same.

Hanson couldn't help but frown slightly and went to see the other stone tablets. He could see that they were all one name on them, followed by two words of defeat.

“Ji... defeat... Jodhamo... defeat... Marilyn... defeat... Kang... defeat... Brahma... defeat... Zeus... defeat..."

A simple name engraved on a broken stone tablet, nothing special, but it gives a sense of cool, as if traveling through time and space, with endless sounds of sadness echoing on the stone tablet.

Hanson doesn't know what kind of creatures these names belong to, or where they are defeated, and they leave nothing behind except names.

Through those broken tablets, a bronze palace appeared behind it, relatively intact, with many scratches but no real cracks.

The entire bronze palace appears to be intact, only because it fell on the grasslands, one side having fallen seriously and half the walls had fallen into the dirt.

The golden fur roared the smell and went to the door of the bronze palace, shouting at the door of the bronze palace, as if to tell Hanson that the bloody dog was inside.

Hanson weighed the bronze palace and saw a plaque above the bronze gate, branded with three words “Palace of the Spirit”.

“I don't know why, I have a bad feeling.” The dragon lady looked at the bronze palace and said.

Hanson nodded and felt a little uneasy in his heart. It was difficult to penetrate into the palace without knowing if the bloody dog was really in the palace.

“Where did you summon the foreign creatures from?” Hanson looked at the dragon lady and asked.

"'I don't know,' said Dragon Girl. 'My calls for ingredients are random, and I don't even know where they come from. ”

After that, Dragon Girl took another look at Ying Ling Palace and said: “Something's wrong with me. This place is a little weird. Let's go. There's still a chance. ”

Hanson was about to say something, but suddenly he heard a squeak. The door that had been closed to the temple of the Spirit had opened itself, revealing a gap a foot wide.

Both Hanson and Dragon Girl looked vigilantly at the bronze gate and the golden fur shouted at the door for a moment.

Pfft!

One hand suddenly came out of the door and pressed it against the door.

Hanson's eyes stared dead at the hand holding the bronze door, which, I'm afraid, could no longer be described by hand, more like a skull claw.

Though still in the shape of a hand, the skin on it has been completely dried up on the bone, like a dead bark full of wrinkles, and there is also a blue and white color on it, giving a feeling of death and silence.

Grab the bronze door with that hand and slowly pull the bronze door open.

As the bronze door slowly opens, Hanson can see some of the inside of the door, and the parts he can see are empty, nothing but the bronze columns that support the palace.

The bronze door was halfway open by that hand, and Hanson finally saw the owner of that hand.

It was a creature in a black cloak, and the whole body was wrapped in a black cloak, except for the hand he reached out to, and he could see nothing but the shape of a human being.

Hanson's cave landed on him, and he couldn't feel anything. The man in the black cloak, like a dead man, had no breath in his body.

“Now that you're here, come in.” The cloak man opened the bronze door and stood inside it, seemingly watching Hanson and them, making a heart-trembling metal friction sound.

“May I ask what your Excellency calls it?” Hanson cautioned himself and looked at the cloak man and asked.

“I'm already a dead man, I don't have a name anymore, if you must have a name, call me a spiritual guardian.” The cloak man still sounds so trembling.

He just kept his head down as he spoke, his whole face hidden in the shadow of a cloak, like a ghost in a cemetery.

“Spiritualist? Who are you guarding for?” The more Hanson heard the name, the more he felt unlucky, he didn't go any further.

“I do not guard the spirits for anyone.” The spiritual keeper spoke faintly.

Hanson frowned and looked at the spiritual guardian, suddenly moving in his heart, pointing to the tablets and asking, “Are you guarding them? ”

The spiritual guardian made a strange laugh of hey: “No, it's not. I'm guarding them, but it's not them. ”

“What does that mean?” Hanson frowned.

“Come in and see and you'll understand.” The spiritual keeper is still so funny.

“Whatever you're guarding, I'm not interested.” As soon as Hanson completes the beating, he turns around and leaves.

This place is weird. Although Hanson consciously became invincible in the Fourth Shelter, there are many weirdos from elsewhere in the Fourth Shelter, and Hanson can't guarantee that he can really destroy everything.

At least after seeing him stay up all night, he doesn't think he's invincible.

“Since you're here, do you want to go without coming in?” The spiritual keeper spoke in a gloomy tone.

Hanson ignored him and still rushed the golden fur roar, but the slower the golden fur roar, as if there was a powerful force behind him pulling it, he actually pulled the body of the golden fur back, along with Hanson and the dragon girl on his back fell into the bronze palace.