The passage extending forward in front of me is like a spider web, extending in all directions, with corners and intersections everywhere, and stone chambers and rooms are constantly seen on both sides of the stone wall.
If it's an ordinary adventure, Alice certainly doesn't mind going steadily and steadily, and uses the method of cleaning piece by piece to advance to the core area bit by bit. But today is obviously different, everything here is gloomy and weird.
Alice didn't even know the name of the witch she killed just now. But after killing her, Alice inexplicably felt that she had absorbed some special energy substance, and even her mind and thinking became faster and sharper than before.
In her heart, she had a feeling that what was in front of her was a killing contest. Whoever kills more weak people, absorbs more energy and matter, and can occupy a larger advantage space after reaching the core of the tower.
It was just a vague intuition!
But to Alice, it seemed like a clear instruction.
So, uncharacteristically, Alice ordered the Flame Tyrant to make a huge noise while advancing, like a huge bulldozer, knocking down and destroying every building and facility along the way.
Sure enough, such a huge movement really attracted the expected enemy for her.
As soon as he turned a corner, he met five trainee witches waiting in full battle.
Auxiliary witchcraft of different colors floated on their bodies, and they were holding and storing magic wands and scrolls of different styles in their hands. In front of them, stone puppets, clay golems, razor boars, dire wolves, iron-backed eagles and other summoned creatures or puppets of witchcraft were densely packed.
With such a posture and peculiar terrain, ordinary witches might retreat when encountering them, allowing them to survive.
It's a pity that what they met was Alice... the tyrant of flames in front of her.
Facing the lineup in front of him, the Flame Tyrant was still striding forward. While advancing, he raised his hands high and pushed forward, and a dazzling wall of flames appeared out of thin air and crashed into the opponent's summoned army.
The line of fire rushed through...
With an average of 80 degrees of flame damage from the Flame Demon Wall, how can this batch of creatures whose highest level is no more than quasi-shaman level, and whose worst level is intermediate level, be able to bear it!
The army of summoned objects, which was neatly lined up one moment, became sparse and disorganized the next moment.
In the terrifying fire scene, countless summoned creatures were directly burned to death, turning into clusters of scattered fireflies again. Only a few stone puppets with slightly higher magic resistance are still struggling. It's a pity that before they rushed out of the sea of flames, their charred and crisp bodies baked by the high temperature were already torn apart. Even the clay golem couldn't withstand the burning flames, and melted away in a puddle of ooze.
The five trainee witches all turned pale and retreated quietly.
With their superficial knowledge, have they ever seen a 'summon fireman' with such power!
"Run..."
I don't know who made a cry, and the five apprentice witches turned around and ran into the distance without looking back. In order to outrun their companions, two trainee witches even had the faint fluorescence of 'Speed Movement' and 'Acceleration' on their bodies.
It's a pity that a bursting fireball flying rapidly exploded in their team.
Violent and ferocious waves of flames surged and rolled in the narrow passage, no matter how fast their legs ran, it was impossible for them to pass the flame shock wave.
Then, with the impact of waves of flame ripples, the protective membranes on the five apprentice witches ruptured one after another, and they fell to the ground all over the passage. The two corpses at the core of the explosion had been incinerated into ashes, and there were no bones left. The trainee witch who was about to run to the end of the passage barely kept a corpse, but it was already charred and out of shape.
If these trainee witches were thrown into human society, they would probably all be mysterious witches who were invited by the local nobles to entertain them as honored guests. But here, he has become a target that others can kill at will. They couldn't even withstand a casual blow from the Flame Tyrant, and even a relatively complete corpse couldn't be preserved after death.
The path chosen by fate for them is obviously a completely impossible dead end!
However, similar exclamations, Alice had completely abandoned before the age of 10. Ever since she embarked on this road of awakening, she seemed to have no other choice but to forge ahead.
Standing still with her eyes closed among the scorched corpses, Alice felt carefully and confirmed her previous speculation again. Killing other awakened people can really bring some benefits to oneself. This kind of benefit is also invisible and intangible. In the dim and unreal, she seems to resonate with some laws in the depths of the endless void.
Some incomprehensible mysterious knowledge and content silently blended into her mind, making her seem to understand something, but also seem to understand nothing...
Not having time to deal with these profound and mysterious things, Alice greeted the tyrant of flames, and continued to walk forward along the intricate passages.
...
A large academic hall.
Milky white lighting crystals are inlaid in a patchwork pattern on the wall.
Due to the long time, the magic power in these crystals has been completely lost, and they can no longer inspire any light.
Along the circular wall, there is a row of tall bookshelves. Although there are still some witchcraft books left on them, most of them were destroyed in the battle just now.
The hall was filled with frost, the ice crystals were broken, and the ground was in a mess. It looked like it was after the war.
Frost dancer Xue Fu stood quietly in the center of the hall, enduring the severe pain in her body and slowly healing her injury.
Her crystal-clear frost armor has been broken, and many cracks have been torn from the soft cloth robe, revealing the faintly blackened snow-like skin inside.
Xuefu took out a bottle of blue potion, gritted his teeth, and poured it on the wound on his shoulder.
The sound of sizzling flesh and blood corrosion was clearly discernible, and the black lumps protruded left and right under the skin like living things, but were blocked by the power of frost surrounded by all sides. Under the continuous washing of the blue potion, the black lump finally squeezed through the wound and came out.
As soon as it came into contact with the potion, it suddenly exploded into a puff of smoke, which slowly dissipated into the air.
Immediately, an indescribable stench filled the hall!
After dealing with the most important injuries on his body, and taking another bottle of healing medicine to allow his body to recover naturally, Xue Fu had the opportunity to look around his body.
In the bone-chilling room, three witches with different expressions were gnashing their teeth and posing in different poses, frozen in the thick ice crystals.
It can be seen that the three witches sealed by ice crystals are already dead!
Just a quarter of an hour ago, Xuefu was lured to this hall by a witch who had an "accidental encounter", and then was attacked by two witches who were in ambush. With one against three, even though there were some accidents, even though he was injured by a sneak attack early on, Xue Fu still counterattacked and killed three enemies with his own strength.
Sensing the power of destiny that quickly merged into her body, Xue Fu could feel that the law of destiny, which had been separated from her before, opened her arms again.
It seems that the rumor that killing a competitor can bring fate to oneself is actually true. Well, we can't wait too long, we must start early, otherwise those weak ones will be easily robbed by other competitors.
After briefly dealing with the injury and the scene, Xuefu pushed open the wooden door on one side of the hall, and quietly entered the complex passageway that circled around the Wu Tower.
...
And another area at the bottom of the tower.
The violent witch Sophia is also fighting hard.
It's just that with her current appearance, it seems that there are only a handful of people who can recognize her at a glance.
The original Sophia was relatively tall and strong among witches, with a height of 2 meters, even half a head taller than Greem. The whole body is covered with muscles as hard as iron ingots, thick arms and thighs, if it is not for the two huge lumps of meat on the chest, it is hard to believe that she is a woman.
But now, as the berserk power surged in her body, the muscles of this berserk witch Sophia began to expand rapidly, and she had turned into a sturdy giantess with a height of 4 meters.
The muscles of the face were stretched and deformed, and the eyepatch used to cover the left eye had collapsed, revealing the grayish-white stone eyeballs underneath. Crackling bone explosions were heard endlessly, and the violent witch roared forward, and the thick wooden staff in her hand miraculously grew bigger and thicker with her.
In front of her, two witches led a group of apprentice witches to run away desperately, but every time they couldn't escape very far, they would be chased by her with heavy footsteps shaking the ground.
Numerous colorful witchcrafts rained down on Sophia's body, and those apprentice-level witchcrafts were directly ignored by her. Rookies are always rookies, and the witchcraft they inspire cannot penetrate even Sofia's berserk skin.
Only the witchcraft inspired by those witches can attract Sophia's attention.
Or grab something and throw it to detonate it early, or swing a thick wooden staff to blast the witchcraft in the air. In short, hide as much as you can, and block as much as you can. Only when you really can't dodge witchcraft, Sophia will choose to cover your face with your arms and rush forward.
As long as Sophia rushes to the side and hits it head-on with a thick wooden staff, any protective film, protective shield and energy shield will become decorations. With the incomparable violent power and the heavy wooden staff like a mountain, even a formal witch could not withstand Sophia's violent blow.
Any guy hit by her has only one end, turning into a puddle of meat or meat sauce.
Other than that, there is no other way!
The trainee witches who fled in all directions obviously touched some witchcraft institutions in their panic. Therefore, following a creaking sound of metal, a group of steel guards rushed out from the hidden place with their huge shields and big swords in their hands, and joined the ranks of torturing and killing the apprentice witches.
"Damn it, don't compete with me for meat..."
Seeing several trainee witches die tragically at the hands of the steel guards, the berserk witch Sophia went berserk.
"These meat dishes are all mine...you dare to rob me...you will die to me..."
Sophia rushed forward wildly, waving the thick wooden staff, and smashed four or five steel guards into piles of twisted and broken copper and iron in an instant.
The Iron Guard squad, whose only command was to kill the intruders, immediately turned their guns, formed a uniform combat squad, and began to charge towards the Violent Witch with heavy steps.
The battle in the field became more and more chaotic!