This strange feeling came suddenly, almost instantaneously, and Zhao Xiaokui felt like falling into an ice cave.

She did not act rashly, but first turned her head and observed the expressions of other people, and found that everyone's expressions were natural and everything was as usual. As she expected, she was the only one affected.

Enduring the shivering chill, she did not expose her situation first, but observed the surrounding environment.

When the team member had an accident, she never noticed any abnormalities. The strange things seemed to have happened to the person suddenly. It was not until his soul was almost pulled out of the body that Zhao Xiaokui felt the kind of unconsciousness. There is seemingly no attraction, cut it off.

But how is this possible?

Everything happens as long as there is a trace.

There can be no traces.

The chill is still deepening. For Zhao Xiaokui, who has not experienced the cold and heat for a long time, this feeling is quite fresh.

She endured her physical discomfort, her face was as usual and she arranged rest and guard with the team members.

The night watchman took the instrument and various objects and began to detect and collect the environment. The night bearer headed by Zhao Xiaokui blocked their side, looking around like a sharp goshawk, alerting to possible dangers. And abnormal situations.

"Team Zhao, eat something." The deputy captain handed over a pack of compressed biscuits. He accidentally touched Zhao Xiaokui's fingertips and was frozen by her cold body temperature. He subconsciously suspected that something happened to Zhao Xiaokui, but he was puzzled. Looking over, Zhao Xiaokui tore the packaging bag with his teeth, and raised his eyebrows naturally and asked, "What's wrong?"

The deputy captain said: "I just think your hands are so cold."

"Normal," Zhao Xiaokui said, "I am an extraordinary person in the water system, and my body temperature is lower than normal."

The deputy captain was fooled by her and turned his attention to other teams.

He noticed that almost every team had at least one person who looked pale, like a serious illness.

Not surprisingly, they were the ones who had been attacked by invisible evil spirits while on the road, and had exhausted all means to survive.

At this time, he saw the people of the Dark Council.

The deputy captain lowered his voice and whispered to Zhao Xiaokui: "Team Zhao, among everyone, it seems that only the members of the Dark Council have not had an accident."

He dared not say anything to death, because after all there were so many teams performing the task, but he looked at it, and among the teams sent by several larger forces, indeed, only the family of the Dark Council did not have an accident.

Zhao Xiaokui also glanced in the direction of the Dark Council, and said: "It is not surprising that the people on the Dark Council are born masters of spirit and soul. They should have their own methods of resistance to this type of attack, unlike us. Relatively weak."

Mermaid’s reputation in the extraordinary world is actually quite bad, because their attack methods involve souls, and the two sides confront each other. Once the mermaid’s enemy is injured, it is basically equivalent to an early declaration of death.

The damage of the soul is too difficult to repair. In between, there is a limit. If it exceeds the previous time, the soul can rely on time to heal itself slowly, just like the wound on the human body can heal itself without medicine, but it takes a long time. The sequelae are serious, but if you exceed this limit, you can only watch your soul collapse and feel the feeling of welcoming death every day.

The reputation of the people of the Dark Council in human society is much worse than that of the mermaid.

There is no other reason. In the transcendent world, everyone knows what the soul is. There are not only the mermaid family who play with the soul, but their family is more powerful, which is equivalent to being a master in the martial arts, attracting attention, but nothing more.

The dark council that plays with the soul is the only one in human society.

Most of them are kind of very traditional old antiques, clinging to the inheritance of their ancestors, firmly believing that the soul is the root of all power, and all research is done in a mysterious and mysterious way.

The mainstream society is basically the trend of combining science and transcendence. Although they also study souls, they use animal souls, not like the people in the Dark Council who use human souls when they are personally engaged in research.

The combination of science and transcendence, as well as completely following the methods of the ancestors, from the current perspective, it is natural that the former has achieved more achievements and is more universal. In one country after another, it has created one powerful one after another. Extraordinary organization and power.

The latter is not without advantages. The Dark Council has inheritances from all over the world. Most of these inheritances are evil and not pleasing to the right way, but there are always uses that people can't imagine. Therefore, people from other powers are very The parliament is quite jealous.

Zhao Xiaokui didn't pay too much attention to the Dark Council. He just swept his eyes and took the breath and power fluctuations in his heart, then condensed his mind and focused his mind on himself.

That kind of weird, the cold that envelops people is getting stronger and stronger, and even Zhao Xiaokui himself can't restrain his skeletal muscles from trembling on their own.

But she was not afraid.

Compared to the night-keeper who had an accident in the same car, the development of Zhao Xiaokui's situation can be described as slow.

This was still on the premise that she tried to shed all her defenses and let this force attack and penetrate herself.

Only relying on the instinctive defenses that Zhao Xiaokui could not restrain can weaken this power. It can be seen that this is nothing extraordinary. Zhao Xiaokui is silent, and just wants to see, manipulate or use this power. For those of you, are there any further tricks?

"Aoi! We need to get together and discuss what just happened."

Arthur who was not far away suddenly greeted him.

Zhao Xiaokui turned his head to look over, nodded, and asked: "Have you called others?"

Arthur: "I notified them in the communicator. I think we should have a meeting to discuss what happened just now. The holy water we bring is limited, even if the people in Thunder Sacred Land do not need to use holy water, But their power to expel this weird situation is also limited. Whether it is defense or directly solving the problem from the root cause, we must come up with a complete solution."

Zhao Xiaokui: "Of course—"

After the word fell, Zhao Xiaokui crushed the holy water reservoir that had been hidden in his hands.

She waved her hand forward, and the white holy water suddenly turned into a sharp arrow and went straight to Arthur.

Arthur's brown eyes tightened, his face tense, but did not avoid it, letting her attack herself.

He has already determined that Zhao Xiaokui's target is not himself.

The members of the Alliance of Gods team noticed this scene and said angrily: "What are you going to do?"

As the victim, Arthur was rather calm. He didn't look back and asked directly: "What happened?"

"It's gone." Zhao Xiaokui showed a somewhat regretful expression on his face. Arthur turned his head and saw that above him, in the direction where Zhao Xiaokui threw the sharp arrow, a very light black smoke was slowly dissipating.

If it weren't for him to be close, and the first party, I'm afraid he might not have noticed the black smoke.

He was also very knowledgeable and naturally recognized what it was, "Cthulhu?"

"It's an eye, it's spying on us." Zhao Xiaokui said indifferently.

"How did you find out?!"

Arthur was shocked and admired. Their Alliance of Gods and the Dark Council had fought against each other for many years, claiming to be the person who knew the evil **** best, but when the evil **** appeared just now, he had no feeling, or even a premonition.

Someone from the Alliance of Gods team asked Fasley in a low voice: "Faithley, did you just feel it?"

Fasley shook her head, looked at Zhao Xiaokui, and waited for her reply, "I only felt it the moment the Cthulhu was driven away. Before, I was the same as the captain and found nothing."

"You didn't find it normal, because this evil **** is good at hiding, and the only person he is watching is me."

From Zhao Xiaokui's perspective, with a pair of special eyes, she could clearly see what she had shot.

It was a huge, inorganic eye, or eyeball. Her holy water hit the center of her pupil and forced it away.

The others gathered soon and asked about what happened before.

Zhao Xiaokui said: "In this space, there may be a Cthulhu that can wander around freely. Before, our members had accidents one after another because they were polluted by the power of the Cthulhu."

Someone raised objections, "Cthulhu's power is indistinguishable when it is polluted, so why didn't other people get hurt."

"It’s not that other people were not harmed, but the damage was relatively minor, and who told you that the power of the evil **** is indistinguishable? The power released by the evil **** unconsciously is indistinguishable. When the evil **** wants to deliberately pollute someone, he There is a difference in power."

"This, how is this possible?" Everyone has dealt with Cthulhu, and it is the first time that they have heard of Zhao Xiaokui.

Zhao Xiaokui said directly to the unbelievers: "If you doubt what I say, you can directly find someone who is lower than me, and I can let him feel what is called differential pollution, or say..." She looked up and down The man glanced at him and realized that his level was much lower than himself, and chuckled slightly, "You can come."

The man shrank his neck and stopped talking.

Arthur said: "If you have any thoughts, you can tell them directly."

Zhao Xiaokui did think a lot of things in a short time.

This Cthulhu can show up, indicating that this space has become the home of the Cthulhu like the unfinished building she found in S City before, but since he is fighting in his own home arena, with his unconsciously released power, He has the ability to pollute all people, but why does he pollute one by one?

Moreover, after being contaminated, these people were quickly discovered by their people, and they were treated in time without any deaths.

Could it be that the power of Cthulhu is too weak?

Thinking of the big eyeballs before, Zhao Xiaokui denied this guess again.

That eye is just a projection of the evil god, and the ability to pollute someone's soul and spirit just by looking at it is no longer a category that ordinary evil gods can do.

Zhao Xiaokui glanced at everyone and said, "I have reason to suspect that the evil **** is consuming our reserves, and everything that can be used to resist and defend against the evil god."