"Sir Prophet, where are you going? Don't leave us..."

Bell did not expect that after the prophet had contacted the one-eyed monster, he left with the beast without looking back, as if he had never remembered these disciples.

Then the one-eyed monster whipped the tentacles, floated towards them without any concealment, and extended their tentacles to them. It was not until this time that they realized that they had been abandoned.

They remembered the escape, but it was too late, and a dazzling flash passed through the ground.

The screams and curses filled the air, and the whispers stopped with a burst sound like a whip, and one after another was a terrifying scream.

Bell lay on his back on the ground, feeling his legs were broken. He could no longer stand up and looked at the sky with his eyes blankly.

Until a bulging one-eyed eye appeared before him.

He felt the other party's vicious gaze, bathed in the brutal purple light, struggling desperately, yelling wildly. But none of these was useful. The monster's movements were like the closest surgery, and smoothly buried a limb into his eyes and into his head.

Then his scream stopped and turned into a shell.

For a moment, Bell felt a hunger beyond imagination. This hunger was not about craving for flesh and blood, but something deeper. His soul was shaking on such a profound edge, and its ruthless hunger was dragging Bell.

"No!!!"

Every cell on Bell was resisting the invasion of the monster. He refused to get his scream as he wished. His face was ferocious and the corners of his mouth cracked. He roared out hysteria.

He felt no pain—

[—Because this is my job. Whether the analysis process causes pain depends on my wishes, but it is not the key here. I have learned a lot of pain, and how it is used.

There are several precious points in the information of the subject. A settlement, camels, sheep, and a special female individual, who is pregnant, cannot stop the subject from moving. He has witnessed a spaceship appearing at the border of Acasia from afar.

Spaceship? Spaceship! The desire for knowledge is ready to move again...]

...

Although he was alone in Zhuyuan, Sarah didn't feel scared, because Geno had said before that even the void creatures could not fly, and Sarah didn't have to worry about being attacked.

But loneliness is inevitable, especially in this deserted Acasia.

In such a huge spaceship, there was only one extremely inactive living creature with her, that was the dragon egg brought back by Geno. In many cold nights without a man, Sarah lived through the warmth emitted by this dragon egg.

But no matter how warm it is, it will never speak! Sarah, who has been holding it in for a few days, now just wants someone to appear in front of her and have a good chat with her.

Just when she was bored, she saw a figure on the ground from afar.

As he wanted whatever he wanted, a smile appeared on the corner of Sarah's mouth.

It seems that naming is really a technical job. When I was a bounty hunter, I was nicknamed Miss Doom. This mouthfulness is crucial.

Compared with Shiville, who goes wherever he goes, he is really not as lucky as he goes.

Since meeting Jeno, her life has been prosperous.

First, he harvested a batch of Hex weapons, became the envoy of the God of Garna, and sat in prison as the Empress. Then, he solved the root cause of Soul Erosion Night, and picked up a pair of holy stone pistols and several other magical holy objects.

She always believed that as long as she followed Geno, she would definitely make a fortune. Even if she went to Ekasia, she would gain something. Anyway, she would go to the Giant God Peak in the future, Freljode would definitely find a chance to make a fortune.

While thinking, Zhuyuan had already arrived above the figure.

Sarah set the Zhuyuan to stand still, pin the holy gun in the holster on her thigh, and put down the rope ladder to the ground.

Just a human being, she can deal with it calmly even if the other party has malicious intentions. As long as there are no void creatures, there is nothing to worry about.

Sarah took out her two guns again and approached carefully. The other party seemed to be sleeping, but she didn't notice Sarah's approaching.

The other party's skin was pale and curled up there like a baby. Sarah saw no trace of battle on him, no blood, no wounds.

She came to the other party, pointed a gun at his head, and then gently kicked the other party's shoulder with the tip of her high heels.

"No response? Why do you sleep like a dead pig?" Sarah muttered in confusion. She still didn't expect the horror that had happened to these people. She visually found that these people were asleep because their chests were still slightly undulating.

"Pretend to death? Get up!" Sarah kicked again and shouted.

This test was still the same as the last time. The other party did not wake up and was still breathing steadily in the sweet dream.

The feeling of something wrong is already obvious. It is really strange to sleep so heavily in a place like Akasia.

"Don't ask, I finally saw someone, don't do this..." Sarah squatted down in dismay and placed the gun under the other's nose.

It was very cold, and the frost left by the shallow breath on the gun reflected a slow, stiff rhythm.

Reconfirming that the other party is still alive, proving that Sarah read it correctly before.

She reached out and helped him up on his shoulder, and then the scene in front of her made Sarah jump away suddenly.

The other party opened his eyes, but there was nothing in his left eye. He still had consciousness, but his right eye stared at the sky, dim and dull.

"Sure enough, it is the most abnormal to see a normal living person in Akasia." Sarah comforted herself like this, shrank her shoulders, and approached again.

The man's left eye was empty, and there was only a black hole left.

Sarah has seen many battles in her life, and also knows the traces left by common unpopular weapons such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, and even hooks and butchers, but there is nothing that suits the situation in front of her.

Even her holy gun could not do it. The hole was too round and smooth, and her gun would fall to burn and charred. This was not caused by the plague, because there was no sign of ulcers and pus in the wound, and the eyeball seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

In addition, the other party did not show any painful expression on his face due to injury, and his eyebrows and eyes were very peaceful.

It is not a weapon or a plague, so it can only be the injuries caused by some kind of wild beast.

Sarah noticed a footprint extending from the man's feet, as if she was escaping something.

Feeling the peace of mind coming from the gun, in order to figure out what was happening to him, Sarah decided to explore along her footsteps.
Chapter completed!