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Although Gu Xi still did not know what use the Portable Underworld had, he had a feeling that this thing would change certain professional Tactics.
So, as long as he had enough time, Gu Xi would not give up on something like the Portable Underworld.
Of course, the reason Gu Xi dealt with the Hand of Death first was also because it was more important.
Otherwise, Gu Xi might have gone to deal with the Portable Underworld first.
After arriving at the elves' Ancestral Land, Gu Xi glanced around.
According to the prompt, this was the place where the Ancient Elves were buried.
But after Gu Xi arrived, he really could not feel at all that this was a graveyard.
Never mind the fact that this place was filled with sunlight. After all, Gu Xi had seen plenty of graveyards under the sun in Bailian City.
Nor was it about the lack of even a trace of Undead Aura here. That was understandable too, after all; death in this world had nearly been wiped clean.
But the bare, pale scene before his eyes left Gu Xi feeling like he simply could not comprehend it.
The elves had gone far beyond the scope of Grave Rave. This was a full-on mass orgy on top of graves.
Gu Xi felt that even the Goddess of Beauty might not necessarily be able to pull off something like this.
What were these elves thinking? Could eternal life really be a curse that drove people mad?
As he thought this, Gu Xi looked up at the elves who had the bones of their Ancestors propped on their heads or placed on their bodies, then waved his hand.
Death String.
Death Mane transformed into sharp blades,