The Portal of Wonderland

“Bandit's Curse?” Stone pasture looked down.

“As far as I know, this wanton corpse curse is not well known to ordinary barbarians and, because of its virulence, cannot be carried out without it. Because it needs to feed its soul to the beast soul in its own totem, so that it is cursed after its totem has eaten the Lord, sealed into the enemy, gradually eroding each other's soul through the power of the beast soul, and eventually will erupt once and for all in a year, so that the host can taste the desperate pain, turn his whole body into purulent blood and die, and the soul will be plunged into a state of no return.” Feng left hesitating for a moment and said.

Ishima's face was white and her body, which had stood tall, could not help but shake for a moment. She hurried to hold the table with her hand, which did not fall down.

“Brother Shi, as far as I know, such spells are not unresolved.” Feng Li hurried again.

“You scared the shit out of me!” When Shi Mu heard this, he was relieved and stared at Feng Li once.

Feng left his face and scratched his head. He continued:

“Generally speaking, there are two ways to lift such spells, one involving the presence of a hierarchy or above, sealing the curse totem and forcibly suppressing the power of the curse. However, this sealing technique not only consumes energy, but may even lead to counterphagocytosis. Moreover, repression is only an expedient measure…”

Ishima touched her chin and looked slightly heavier.

Seven factions are now in a fierce war with the Barbarians, not to mention the existence of a hierarchy, but a congenial master has become very important. Even if he reported the matter to the Alliance, no-one will ignore it at this juncture, let alone risk helping an acquired fighter in his district.

“Say another way.” Ishima sank for a moment later, Dao.

“The second method, Brother Shi, is that you also practise totem mystery. Those who have been planted with the curse of ten thousand corpses can gradually suppress the curse in their bodies and absorb it into their own use by sealing the souls of the same but more powerful beasts.” Feng Li thought about it and said.

“Seal a stronger beast soul?” Shi Mu heard this and her face changed slightly.

During the years of fighting with the Barbarians on the front line, Shi Mu also had a certain understanding of the Barbarian totem secrets.

The barbarian totem secret technique is the secret technique whereby the barbarians seal the souls of some vicious beasts in their bodies by some means, giving them some vicious beast ability, but the vicious suffering of the sealing process is definitely far more than ordinary people imagine.

“Thank you, Brother Feng, for informing me that this is not easy, but it is always more reliable than asking the hierarchy to exist.” Ishima's face changed a few times, arched her hand.

“You're welcome, I'm just telling the truth about what I know, and there's nothing I can do to find a fiercer soul than a curse on you.” Feng revealed a slight complexity on his face, sighing his airways.

Shi Mu wants to practise the art of totem, completely lift the curse on his body, and can only go to the barbarian wasteland once. But the dangers deep in the barbarian wilderness, where Feng has lived, are clearer than anyone else.

“It is no wonder that there are better ways than to stay put.” Ishima smiled reluctantly.

“By the way, if Brother Shi wants to enter the barbarian wilderness, one more thing needs to be noted.” Feng spoke solemnly.

“What is it?” Shi Lian frowned.

“I don't know that the blue-skinned barbarians you killed belong to that barbarian tribe, but the Totem Warriors in that tribe should have a way to sense the Ten Thousand Corpse Curse in you within a certain distance.” Feng said in a solemn manner.

Shi Mu was shocked to hear this, and this was the first time he heard about it.

As a result, they naturally become a little more risky after entering the Barbarian wilderness.

“Nor, however, is there any solution to this problem. In the Lancheng stronghold, I saw the serpent blood of the barbarian wilderness fiend unicorn snake for sale. Before entering the barbarian wilderness, Brother Shi might want to exchange some and apply it on the totem. A unicorn snake is a serpent of higher rank in the wilderness, and should have some suppression and masking effect on the curse on you before the sperm blood fails.” Feng Li suddenly thought of something, suggested.

Shi Mu heard the big news.

In the following time, Feng Li and Shi Mu talked about some barbarian wilderness, so he got up to bid farewell.

“Brother Feng, please wait a minute.” Shi Mu's eyes fluctuated slightly, calling Feng Li.

“Shi has a question. I wonder if Brother Feng can answer it for me?” He hesitated for a moment and asked.

“Brother Shi, please.” Feng's eyes flashed slightly.

“As rare as the Magnificent Soul Curse is, its method of cursing must be extremely secret. I wonder how Brother Feng knew?” Ishima asked slowly.

Feng Li heard this, the brow tip picked up, then wrinkled, half did not answer.

“Brother Feng, if you feel embarrassed. Just pretend I didn't ask.” Ishima said.

“Thank you, Brother Shi.” Feng Li seemed relieved and then quickly quit.

Ishima closed the door and her eyes glistened.

Now that his doubts about Feng's identity had been reduced by half, he had intended to return the object to the other party before entering the barbarian wilderness, but there was always a hidden feeling in his mind that Feng's birth was not simple.

A moment later, he shook his head and stopped thinking about Feng Li and turned to thinking about what Feng Li called the sealing curse.

The barbarian wilderness is very dangerous. Since ancient times, the seven major factions have dispatched a number of high-ranking men to dive into it. There is no shortage of innate strong men among them, but few can eventually come back alive. Most of them soon after diving, the news is gone.

He had seen these things in the Dark Gate scriptures, but now it's about his life, and he's going to have to make a headache to break in.

Until then, however, he had something to prepare, otherwise he might be wanted as a deserter by Sect Gate, leaving the stronghold without saying anything.

After a long time, he opened the door and walked towards the hall where resources were exchanged in the Lancheng stronghold.

Two days later, in the early morning, after verifying the correctness of Feng Leaving through other channels and leaving a letter to the Dark Devil Gate senior, Shi Lian left the Lancheng stronghold silently and headed in the direction of the Barbarian desert.

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A hundred miles from the eastern coast of the Great Qi Nation, there is an archipelago of star chess cloth, the largest of which is the island of Starza, located in the easternmost part of the archipelago.

The entire island of Starzah is shaped like a half-open folding fan, with the island's topography as high and low as the natural barrier behind it.

To the east of the island is a fluctuating mountain range of hundreds, to the west is a small plain, fertile land, with barely enough fresh water. Over the past decades, a number of poor people have been attracted to settle, and with the world's fishermen living here, the population of Starza has gradually grown to more than 100,000.

Because of the frequent presence of sea animals in the East Sea, the fur skeleton of sea animals, none of which is not the raw material of refinery character alchemy, attracted a number of martial artists to come, as a port, team out to hunt and kill sea animals, trafficked back to Daqi, gradually formed an industry.

As a result, Xingzao Island became more and more lively, and Shangjia Yuncheng, even those counties and towns along the coast of the otherwise abundant Vietnamese province, could not match.

This seemingly peaceful and prosperous island, however, is permanently staffed by 5,000 elite men and horses stationed in the Daqi court and has been in a state of high security.

Since these armies have never been associated with the people, nor have they asked only about the martial artists' departure from the sea, no one has paid attention to the matter.

Late at night, the heavens and the earth are pitch black.

At this time, ordinary people on the island, as well as martial arts fighters, had fallen asleep long enough to feed themselves for the next day's rush.

On a beach somewhere on the island, a fire dragon winds past, a patrol of about fifty people.

The footsteps of “Sand" came from afar and gradually went away, and the beach soon fell back into the darkness.

A moment later, however, on the dark surface of the beach, there was suddenly no wind, and a number of tall black lines rose in place and quickly approached towards the beach.

At this time, if anyone were on the beach, they would be surprised to find that there was a dense, numb, armed figure standing on this wave.

They have scales all over their bodies, tails all over their bodies, and tortoise-like hard shells all over their backs. In short, it's strange, and the only thing that's the same is the murderous air in their eyes.

At the same time, the island's army was stationed in one of the largest barracks.

By the dark purple wooden table, a middle-aged general with scars on his face and a strictly divine colour, is looking at a volume of books in the light.

He did not take off his armor. A silver knife with no sheath was placed on his right hand, and the knife was covered with light gold symbols.

This man is the guardian of Starzak Island and a full-blown warrior of the latter part of the day.

“Who?”

The middle-aged general suddenly caught a glimmer of divine light in his eyes. His right hand instantly held a silver knife and suddenly raised his head and drank.

“Boom," he responded with a loud bang!

The roof suddenly collapsed, five or six huge dark blue tentacles, twisting down the whistle at an incredible speed.

At the same moment, the surrounding air suddenly weighed, as if instantly it had turned into ocean water, a strong stranglehold came from all sides towards the middle-aged general like a wave.

“Ha”!

The glittering golden ray shines from the silver knife, the middle-aged general's eyes open, his face swollen, his earning restraint broke, and his feet rushed to the sky.

Meanwhile, the silver knife quickly danced, quickly turning into a pale golden swirl made of golden knife, firmly guarding his surroundings.

“Boom! Boom! ”

Four blue tentacles, one left, one right, one front and one back, beat hard on the pale gold swirl, the swirl suddenly lagged behind and broke apart.

The middle-aged general's face had fallen so dramatically that he could not move. Two cold tentacles had silently wrapped around his neck and waist and an unstoppable horror had come from him.

“Knock it off."

His skull was instantly ripped off by a raw, angry look on his face.

Bloody rain fell, and the headless corpse and a head fell from the sky.

Six blue tentacles twisted and then shrunk back from the roof break and instantly merged into a long blue whip wrapped around the arm of a white girl.

The girl in white looked up at the sky and suddenly a mouth burst out with silent fluctuations!

Immediately thereafter, almost simultaneous shouts of killing erupted from all sides of the island.

At one time, the originally calm fire on Stars Za Island lit up like daylight...

The same scenario occurred almost at the same time on several outer islands of flaming and brilliant nations.