For his own attack, kukas snorted coldly and didn\'t take it to heart. He had sensed the murderous spirit of the caster at the moment when he shot. That\'s why he was already on guard.

However, the flame did not attack him, but suddenly burst three feet away from him, and countless green flames scattered and fell around him. These flames fell on the ground and instantly burned out deep pits one by one. Some rocks in the pit even turned into magma at this hot temperature.

"I\'m sorry, Knight kukas, I think I\'m impulsive." the caster took a deep breath and said politely to kukas. "Things are going badly. My mood hasn\'t really calmed down yet."

"I don\'t want this to happen again, otherwise I will let you know that even a seventh level caster can kill me after paying some price. Similarly, I think you are sure to kill me. If we really want to cooperate, this kind of thing should not happen again in the future." kukas took a deep breath, Then he shook his head and muttered.

While they were talking, other professionals also shot one by one. One adventurer was killed, while kukas and others lost none. Such a record, but let kukas look at the heart relaxed a little. At least in his opinion, they can do it together to hunt some people.

The whole corpses on the ground were collected by a puppet master. The puppet master took out black crystal stones similar to beetles and threw them into the corpses. Then the corpses stood up shakily to form a puppet like a zombie. Although their attack power is very low, not even one tenth of their strength, under the control of the puppet master, these puppets can become stronger by killing a little, and finally even surpass them to another height. Of course, the premise is that puppet masters must cultivate them, and they must live forever.

There are only more than ten complete bodies. When the puppet master controls those complete bodies and collects them in a special magic bag, he is still busy with the bodies on the ground. Cut a head from this body and a heart from that body. Soon, thirty or fifty mutilated bodies were forcibly pieced together by the puppet division to form a larger puppet. All the flesh and blood on the puppet were sewn together by special silk thread. After being implanted with the beetle like crystal stone, the puppet with a height of more than four meters staggered up from the ground, and then picked up the meat on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth. Every time you eat some meat, the puppet looks so strong.

The fat sewing puppet stood up shakily on the ground and began to take over the work of other professionals and clean up all the obstacles on the road. There was no fatigue, no need to rest, and his powerful power was no worse than that of kukas. In this way, kukas made their speed a lot faster. Of course, more importantly, the adventurers who were killed by them have cleared the passage when they came, which saves them a lot of time.

It took kukas almost three days to return to the ground after walking in the same underground road, which has become a relic. Along the way, they don\'t know how many adventurers they met to explore the ruins. Whenever they meet these adventurers, kukas and they will come forward without hesitation and kill each other. On the one hand, it is to vent the suffocation of being trapped for more than three years. On the other hand, some people are fond of killing. Whenever they meet people, they carry weapons and go to the front to kill, regardless of each other\'s identity and origin. Of course, people with such psychological distortions will not consider that the death of those adventurers will bring severe disasters to young families.

The feast of killing has begun. Just after kukas and them signed the scroll agreement of blood condensation, everything is doomed. Everywhere they did, they were bleeding and wailing everywhere, but even so, they did not stop their killing.

Kukas didn\'t kill too much, but silently followed the team, wearing a thick black cloak like others. The wide cloak and a thick mask left him only two eyes. And other professionals, except some people with special hobbies, others also wear the same clothes as him.

"What happened?" kukas was puzzled when he saw that all the professionals who left the cave stood still. Because his killing talent didn\'t send him any information about danger. Now those people stood outside and let him whisper in his heart.

"Some female adventurers are in front of us, and I think some of them are going crazy." the caster who once wanted to attack kukas muttered disdainfully: "I knew those people would cause us trouble sooner or later, and it would still be a big trouble." the caster frowned and explained after probing the situation outside with his mental strength. Since that time, the caster\'s mood has become more stable. But he was more ferocious and crazy than anyone in the killing.

"Damn it, we are killing people, not looking for any women." kukas cursed at the words. He quickly pushed away several professionals in front of him, moved his huge body and squeezed out of the hole.

The long lost sun shines on him. Although it is blocked by a thick cloak, it makes him feel inexplicable warmth. Outside the cave are some flowers and trees, in which some adventurers are resting inside. Among those adventurers are women who pick flowers and wear them on their heads and clothes, but they laugh and laugh.

The mind has been besieged in that fighting space for three years, in which the lonely and crazy mood is not what ordinary people can bear at all. In that fighting space, he could see no other color except black fighting spirit and golden liquid. But now I saw flowers, green grass and people resting in the flowers, but the repressed violent mood suddenly calmed down.

"I\'m out, I\'m out of the damn underground world alive. Hey hey! I have to walk on the earth and enjoy everything I deserve." kukas muttered in a low voice. Muttering, he went straight to a small tree in front of him, and then carefully picked a green leaf and smelled it under his nose.

Other professionals also came out of the underground world. When they saw flowers, green grass and strange bushes, some even cried in a low voice. In the frozen days, they thought more than once that they had no hope to go out of the underground space, but now they came out alive. Why don\'t they get excited?

Those maid soldiers may be beautiful, but they didn\'t attract the attention of these determined professionals. Everyone enjoys the feeling of freedom and standing under the sky. They feel that they can stand here, which is a rebirth.

"I swear that no one else will be allowed to imprison me in the future. I\'d rather die than be imprisoned." kukas muttered in a low voice. Finally, he roared loudly, while some of the other professionals laughed, others sat on the snow and looked at the flowers and green grass in the ice and snow in silence.

The caster walked quickly on the ground. He trampled on the flowers and grass from time to time, and burst into quack laughter. However, no one cares about him, because their emotions are a little excited now.

The adventurers found that more and more people came out of a cave and made all kinds of moves on the ground like crazy, but it made some of them feel funny. But more adventurers are secretly on guard. Because they have been in the underground ruins for a month or two, people who know they have been there for a long time have this expression.

"My people, don\'t you rejoice to see your great God of victory come out of the abyss? Now you should kneel down before me, tell me your name, and then make the greatest sacrifice to show your loyalty and faith to me." the crazy caster spoke first. He came out from behind kukas, holding a huge rotating fireball in his hand, and said to the adventurers with a serious face.

"Well, madman, we don\'t want to kill now. Let\'s enjoy this rare silence!" kukas stepped forward and patted the madman caster on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "there will be time for your believers to offer the most noble sacrifice in the future."

"Isn\'t my return enough for them to offer sacrifices?" the crazy caster looked at the fireball in his hand, and then looked at kukas\'s uncertain answer. He was a little afraid of kukas because kukas had taught him a lesson. In a conversation, the angry kukas didn\'t like to hear his neurotic remarks, so he taught him a lesson. It was that lesson that made the crazy caster afraid of kukas.

"These people are too few. Your sacrifice should be more people, not so many people." kukas rubbed his temples helplessly and explained. In fact, he found that many professionals are taking advantage of this opportunity to release their irritability and depression. He doesn\'t want a madman\'s behavior to destroy everyone\'s release. And he also helped this rare peace to release his irritability and depression.