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And this is indeed the case. When the man from the Dark Tribe finished speaking these words, the world around him began to collapse, as if the world had turned into broken pieces and slowly withered.

This picture was very strange, making Xia Sheng feel that the world he was in was just composed of certain programs.

When the surrounding environment was slowly constructed again, Xia Sheng was immediately shocked. He thought that the place he came to would be very unexpected, but when he actually saw it, he still couldn't hold it back and opened his eyes wide. mouth.

"This is outrageous..." Xia Sheng said to himself.

What came into view was a huge castle.

No, to describe it as huge would be a bit slanderous to the castle.

The castle is truly towering into the sky. The tip of the tower cannot be seen at all, only part of the tower body can be seen.

The shape of the tower is like a medieval castle, but it is different from that kind of castle and looks more coquettish.

"Let's go, don't be stunned, the military advisor has been waiting for a long time." The man said, and then called for Xia Sheng to follow.

Although he said this, he had no intention of waiting for Xia Sheng. Xia Sheng hurriedly followed, unwilling to be left behind.

After all, in this unfamiliar place, if you wander around and lose your direction.

The man approached with Xia Sheng, and then at the gate of the castle, several skeleton soldiers who looked like guards said something to the man, and then nodded and let Xia Sheng and the man enter.

The "jili gua la" here is really ji li gua la. The sound of their words is like a real "ji li gua la", which makes Xia Sheng feel very magical.

He even had some suspicions that these guys were just randomly finding a few onomatopoeias to fool him.

However, seeing how seamlessly they communicated, Xia Sheng could only give up this unrealistic idea.

Before entering the castle, Xia Sheng found that the surrounding scenery was also very interesting. There were dead trees in patches. To be precise, those trees should not be dead yet, because Xia Sheng could feel the vitality emanating from them.

But the appearance of the tree was completely that of a dead tree, with completely shriveled branches, plus completely fallen, bare leaves.

Suddenly, Xia Sheng thought that these dark tribes also looked like skeletons, but they were all full of vitality. Perhaps, like them, these trees were also dead on the surface.

"Click."

Xia Sheng lowered his head and took a look and found that the stone bricks were dark red, as if someone's blood had been printed on them, but then it dried up completely because of too long.

"Ah, Xia Sheng." Just as Xia Sheng lowered his head and observed the surrounding environment, he suddenly heard a voice calling his name.

I don't know why, but this kind of vocabulary that he can understand makes Xia Sheng feel very friendly.

He ignored the strange looks coming from around him and suddenly raised his head.

It was a skeleton that seemed to have been dead for a long time, and the skull must have experienced some degree of battle. There was an extremely obvious scar on his forehead.

Logically speaking, the scars on the skeletons would not be seen, because they no longer have any physical body. In this case, there is only one possibility for having scars on the crying road.

It was that sharp instrument that cut hard into his bones. How much strength and firm courage it took.

Of course, in fact, the above thoughts are just Xia Sheng's conjecture, because maybe the opponent was just chopped in a skull state, and there would be no problem.

"Commander, long time no see." Xia Sheng did not reveal his excitement, but walked slowly forward.

"Long time no see, Xia Sheng." The military advisor came slowly, and Xia Sheng found that he had completely changed his attire.

What he is wearing now is not the dark clan's very iconic black outfit, that is, the one with a black hood.

What he is wearing now is more like a real strategist, elegant and full of charm.

"..." Suddenly, the military advisor said several years to the man who brought Xia Sheng here. The man nodded and left without looking back.

Xia Sheng couldn't understand what they said, but he could probably understand the meaning of the other party's words.

"Let's go, I'll take you to discuss something." said the military advisor.

"Today is our annual meeting of the Dark Clan. This meeting usually summons the top leaders of the Dark Clan, as well as current representatives of the ninja world."

"You are the representative of the Ninja Alliance, so you are also the representative of the Ninja World. Calling you here is also part of this conference."

Xia Sheng said with a confused look: "You still need to hold a meeting? I always thought that meetings were just a matter for the leader to brag."

"Hahaha, there is nothing wrong with you saying that, but the meeting of the dark tribe still has some effect." The military advisor said, his laughter was hearty, but it still seemed strange to come out of such a skeleton.

Especially since the military counselor did not wear a hood, his entire skull was exposed, which made it even more scary.

"I understand, I understand." Xia Sheng nodded.

The Dark Tribe, such ridiculously powerful creatures, if their meetings are all about bragging, then it proves that meetings are really not suitable for existing in this world.

"It's still early, I'll take you to get familiar with it first," the military advisor said.

Xia Sheng nodded.

"By the way, I'm curious, why do you also speak my language?" Xia Sheng asked.

"Hahaha, what are you talking about? We have lived for tens of thousands of years, and our civilizations have been passed down countless times. We are older than your language, how can we not speak it?" asked the military advisor, seeming to feel what Xia Sheng said. , slightly funny.

Xia Sheng nodded, looking slightly embarrassed, and said, "It's true, there's something wrong with my brain."

"But usually, we use our own language. This language is older than your language and is difficult to learn. And this language is almost our secret. As a kind of inheritance, among the Dark Tribe, , so you haven’t heard it and you can’t learn it.”

Xia Sheng said "Yeah" to express his understanding.

The military advisor didn't waste any more time and slowly led Xia Sheng into a room.

The door of this room is blood red, as if it has just been painted with red paint. The paint is not completely dry, and it still shines with a certain light.

"Come in." The military advisor walked in first, and Xia Sheng followed slowly.

But the moment Xia Sheng walked in, he felt an unprecedented pressure.