In an instant, flames, ice arrows, acid arrows, lightning and whirlwind rained down on the heads of these mutated gargoyles. WWW.QUAbEn-XIAoShUo.COM Quickly casting a large amount of low-level magic is what Rogge and Froya are good at. Rogge did not expect these magics to effectively kill these mutant gargoyles with high defenses. He only hoped to find the weaknesses in their magic defenses. Unfortunately, their magic resistance seems to be just as good as their defense.
Rogge and Froya are both great magicians. At this time, she changed her strategy again. Froya activated a number of magic equipment, and threw them dizziness, rage, sleepiness, immobilization, etc. one after another. Rogge does not rely on spells at all, and his spell casting speed is even faster than Froya. He releases spells related to darkness and undead such as slowness, reduced defense, reduced magic resistance, and curses.
However, in the end, besides immunity, immunity is still immunity!
As each test magic failed, Rogge's face became increasingly ugly. In terms of defensive characteristics alone, these gargoyles are simply catching up with the dragons. Fortunately, their attack power is average and they have no special magic skills. However, their large numbers and the poison in their teeth and claws more than make up for their weakness in attack.
To deal with these highly defensive and poisonous gargoyles, only hoplites wearing heavy armor and holding giant swords and axes are most suitable. Rogge began to regret not summoning the Tickton warriors. Tickton warriors are good at fighting in the mountains and plains. Their tall size and martial arts skills are not suitable for tasks such as exploring the underground palace, so Rogge never thought of taking them with him this time.
Rogge couldn't help but miss the dragon-slaying gun that Nicholas threw into the mountains. Even the battle ax 'Soul Binding' made by the Hammer of the God of War was in his hand. It was always heavier than the Asrophek in his hand. Infantry-style battle axes are much stronger. However, he was not allowed to feel any more, as the gargoyles were already screaming and rushing towards him.
"All magicians exit the hall! Cast summoning magic! Use scrolls! All warriors using heavy weapons enter the hall!" Rogge calmed down and issued a series of orders.
He took up his battle ax and chopped down a gargoyle that rushed in front of him. Then he blessed himself with countless auxiliary magics, and then with a roar, he threw himself into the group of gargoyles!
A melee!
Rogge stuck his left hand around the neck of a gargoyle and swung the ax several times, smashing its head completely before it stopped struggling. During this time, he had been severely grabbed several times by the gargoyles on his back. But the fat man was wearing silver dragon armor, so he was naturally unscathed. Of course, even if he doesn't wear armor, his enhanced defense will not be any worse than these gargoyles. The only problem is that he is good at magic, and now, apart from blessing himself with auxiliary magic, Fatty has no use for magic at all.
To deal with these gargoyles, the decomposition technique is effective, as an elf mage has just proved. Unfortunately, the decomposition technique can only dissociate one gargoyle, but it consumes a lot of magic power, and the success rate is less than half, making it impractical at all.
The elf mages chanted curses one after another, summoned creatures one after another to join the battle, and warriors began to pour into the hall. The battle slowly turned into a war of attrition.
Screams filled the hall, and these ordinary warriors fell one after another in front of the gargoyles. They often have to sacrifice dozens of lives to cut down a gargoyle. But the bravery of the Asrofic warriors was undoubtedly demonstrated at this time. Teams of warriors stepped on the corpses of their companions and rushed into the hall, fighting to the death with the gargoyles who seemed to be unkillable.
These gargoyles are highly poisonous. Even Rogge felt a little dizzy after being injured a lot. They were even more of a fatal threat to other warriors.
After cutting down five gargoyles, the stainless steel battle ax in Rogge's hand had its blade curled and turned into a war hammer. He roared angrily, swung his axe, and hit a gargoyle hard. The gargoyle struggled on the ground and finally started to fly again. Rogge was so angry that he cursed fiercely.
Only powerful warriors can easily deal with these tough guys. Magicians have nothing to do with them. They can only rely on summoning creatures to fight a war of attrition little by little. But at this moment, Rogge looked around and saw that the only person with strong martial arts skills around him was Feng Die. As for himself, he only has invincible brute force, but his martial arts skills are a complete mess. This time Fatty relied too much on the magicians, thinking that having a large team of elf magicians would make him invincible. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel extremely upset.
The magic light on Rogge's body flashed, and the auxiliary magic effect of the blessing had disappeared. But then the magic light flashed randomly, and several new auxiliary magic blessings were added to his body. The fat man looked back and saw that Froya had come behind him again at some point.
With a gloomy face, Rogge suddenly rushed behind Froya, pulled down a gargoyle in the air, threw it to the ground, then pressed the tip of his battle ax against its throat, shouted loudly, and with a sudden force, this Just pierced its throat.
Froya's face turned a little pale, but she still smiled and said: "Why are you working so hard to save me? Are you trying to seduce me?"
Rogge said angrily: I will stay outside! "
Without waiting for Froya to answer, the fat man grabbed her, lifted her up high, and then threw her towards the door of the hall.
He picked up a battle ax from the ground, looked at the gargoyles flying in the hall fiercely, spat, and rushed forward again. Fatty has a persistent personality. Although these gargoyles are difficult to deal with, they are not impossible to resist. Anyway, he now has many men, and these warriors are all Duke Doriac's people. No matter how many people die, it won't hurt him, so he doesn't want to give up yet.
The world of death, the sea of consciousness.
*** and Wella are still facing each other, but their minds are not on fighting each other at the moment.
Wella said with a smile: "These gargoyles are almost immune to magic and are very difficult to deal with! If he thinks that his life is not in danger, he is very wrong. It's hard to see that he is quite affectionate. He really doesn't look like a Where’s the evil necromancer!”
***Ning looked at Wella calmly, as if he didn't hear her words.
Wella picked up her index finger, pulled out a golden thread in the air, and then smiled meaningfully.
An inexplicable panic suddenly passed through Rogge's heart. He hesitated and was almost caught by a gargoyle.
At this time, Froya's cry came from the door: "Damn fat man! If you don't want to retreat, then use whatever you have to do! I can't support it anymore!"
Rogge was anxious. For some reason, he couldn't calm down after the panic just now. He tried the 'Alien Cursed Purgatory' several times but failed. He originally wanted to use the 'Alien Cursed Purgatory' to increase his magic power, forcefully activate the 'Sword of Demonic Solution', and use the powerful magic weapon summoned to solve these gargoyles. The 'Sword of Demonic Solution' is an eighth-level magic, far beyond Fatty's ability. The consequence of Rogge's forcible use based on mental power was that he was seriously injured by the counterattack of magic power.
Wella stared at ***, capturing every change in her, and said slowly: "This way of driving magic is too harmful to myself, so I stopped him."
However, Wella was disappointed, and *** still looked at her expressionlessly.
There was still a scuffle in the hall.
Fengdie suddenly shook and fell to the sky. She already had a lot of scratches on her body and had been trying to support herself. However, her ability to resist poison was far inferior to that of Rogge, and the poison finally took over.
With a few thumps, several gargoyles surrounding her were knocked away.
Rogge held Feng Die with one hand and took her wheel saw with the other. He swung his strength sideways, the wheel saw buzzed, and he immediately opened up a gargoyle. Fengdie's wheel saw is a rare and exquisite magic weapon, and its power is much greater than the heavy ax used by ordinary warriors.
Rogge wiped a handful of the gargoyle blue blood that splashed on his face and cursed: "Tang!" Fengdie, can you still hold on? Just hold on, I'll throw you out right now! "
The fat man turned around and saw Feng Die holding a bright dagger in both hands, aiming it at his chest. She was biting her lower lip, her hands were shaking, and she was hesitating.
Rogge immediately understood that Feng Die must have thought she would die this time, so she wanted to take revenge before she died, even though she knew that it was almost impossible to kill Rogge with a dagger.
The fat man frowned and casually took off the dagger from Feng Die's hand. You should live well for me first! "Then he threw Feng Die out of the hall.
The hall was filled with a thick smell of blood. Rogge sighed, and he began to try to summon *** and Gregory. If there was still no response, he would have to withdraw from the stone palace and explore again after gathering enough people.
"He is summoning you, are you going or not?" Wei Na asked.
*** remained silent, and the silver light in his eyes did not fluctuate at all.
Roger slowly retreated to the entrance of the hall.
The gargoyles seemed to see that these delicious humans wanted to escape, and they rushed towards them one after another. Although the fat man had Fengdie's wheel saw in hand, his martial arts skills were too poor, so it was quite difficult to deal with it. In the blink of an eye, there were several more wounds on his arms and thighs that were not protected by the silver dragon armor. He was so poisoned that his vision went dark and his body shook.
The pressure around Rogge suddenly lightened, and four huge summoned snow bears blocked the gargoyles. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Rogge quickly retreated outside the gate. He turned around and saw a pair of smiling green eyes.
But the little goblin's face turned pale immediately, and he fell down softly. It was obvious that his magic power was overdrawn.
Rogge finally gritted his teeth and loudly gave the order to retreat.
At this moment, in the forest outside the stone palace, hundreds of warriors were flying through the forest and rushing towards the stone palace. There were more than ten people in dark green robes in the team. Judging from their attire, they were all druids. For these believers of the Goddess of Nature who are extremely familiar with the natural mountains and forests, the numerous forests cannot slow down their pace at all.
The mountain wind suddenly became a little stronger. There seemed to be a shadow passing by in the wind.
A soldier at the back of the team was running when his head suddenly rolled down and blood spurted out like an arrow! His headless body ran a few meters before falling to the ground.
Several soldiers in front of him turned around in shock, and their faces were sprayed with blood. They screamed, but their screams were suddenly interrupted because there was a short black arrow on their throats!
The whole procession stopped.
Several druids were on full alert and slowly walked over to inspect the bodies of the dead. The murderer had already disappeared in the dark forest.
After several druids inspected the corpse, they respectfully said something to an old druid. The old Druid had a gloomy face, slowly closed his eyes, and stood quietly, listening to the howling of the wind in the forest.
The whole forest became quiet, with only the mountain wind whistling through the treetops.
The old Druid's eyes suddenly opened and he roared: "Destroy it! Evil dark creature!"
Along with his roar, countless thorns suddenly appeared out of thin air on an ancient tree not far away! These thorns instantly formed a natural prison, inside which a faint shadow could be seen moving back and forth like lightning, impacting the thorn cage. The thorn cage shines with a faint brilliance. Every time the shadow rushes to the edge of the cage, it will be blocked by an invisible wall and cannot touch the thorn branches at all.
Several young druids couldn't help shouting in a low voice: "Oh my god, it's the Shadow Knight!" There was unconcealable nervousness in their low voices.
"No need to panic! The anger of the goddess of nature can destroy all evil existences!" the old Druid said coldly.
A very faint green flame suddenly ignited from under the ancient tree, and in an instant it turned into a huge fireball and rushed into the sky.
The ancient trees and the cages of thorns in their crowns have strangely lost all color, turning into a lifeless monotonous gray. The Shadow Knight, who had been trying to break out of the cage just now, had completely disappeared.
The old Druid snorted! "With that said, he turned around and walked towards the stone palace.
Feng Die, who had fallen into a coma, suddenly woke up with a scream.
What she saw were dark and damp walls, and what she heard were screams coming from not far away. For a moment, she felt like she was already in purgatory. Feng Die's whole body was limp and weak, and her heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to break through a barrier.
What's going on here? "Fengdie opened her mouth to say something, but only a hoarse sound came out of her throat.
"Are you awake? We'll be out in a moment, don't worry."
Only then did Feng Die realize that he had been lying on the back of an elf guardian warrior and was walking out with the large group of people. But her heart was still beating wildly, faster and faster, as if it was trying to pull her soul out of her body.
"It's him! Something happened to him... It must have happened!" Feng Die shouted, struggling to get off the Elf Warrior's back: "Where is Rogge? I want to see him! Something must have happened to him!"
The elf warrior grabbed Feng Die tightly and almost carried her out. Master Ge was fending off those gargoyles from behind! Feng Die, calm down! Let's talk about it after we go out. Who is he you are talking about..."
Before she finished speaking, Rogge, who was covered in dark blue blood, rushed up from behind the team like the wind and rushed towards the front of the team. Without him guarding the formation, the sound of fighting in the rear suddenly became louder, and the screams became much denser.
"Rogg! What's wrong with him! Is it..." Fengdie shouted at Rogge's back.
Rogge rushed forward without stopping. His slightly anxious voice echoed in the long corridor: "He may still be alive! There is a powerful enemy coming outside. If we don't rush out quickly, we will all die in here!" "
The entire team quickened their pace and rushed out following Rogge.
Before entering the stone palace, Rogge left two hundred soldiers to guard the exit. But he had just sensed that something had happened to Raphael who was guarding in the forest. In the primeval forest, one can imagine the advantages that the Shadow Knight, who is born with the ability to invisibility, has. Since even Raphael can't protect himself now, these enemies are definitely not something that this ordinary warrior can deal with. Once they block the stone palace gate first, there will be powerful enemies in front of them and life-threatening monsters behind them, and the consequences will be disastrous.
At this time, the old Druid was already standing in front of the stone palace, silently looking at this magnificent building. Not far behind him was the barracks of the remaining soldiers. All the soldiers in the barracks have turned into corpses, and hundreds of ferocious beasts are wandering inside. Once they sniff out any survivors who are still alive, they will take a bite.
"With such a magnificent tomb, the goddess of nature still cares about you. Just stay in it." The old druid sneered and waved his hand, and several druids behind him took out their magic props and began to cast spells.
In the blink of an eye, countless boulders appeared out of thin air and sealed the door of the stone palace tightly.
Standing at the end of the corridor blocked by rocks, Rogge's face was terrifyingly gloomy.
He knew that the enemy must be recharging his strength outside now, waiting for the moment when he breaks through. At that time, everyone under his command was exhausted. What could he do to resist these powerful enemies? However, these enemies did not know that Fatty also brought a large number of elf engineering troops and could dig a hole from anywhere in the stone palace, so the situation was not completely hopeless.
Of course, the premise of all this is that he can kill all the mutant gargoyles behind the team instead of being killed by them...
Rogge waved the wheel saw in his hand and strode towards the back of the team, shouting loudly: "Anyone who wants to live, come with me! Let's chop up those damn gargoyles first!"
The sea of consciousness.
Wei Na looked at the ice sculpture-like ***, and the smile on her lips became thicker and thicker.
"***, he's calling you again, aren't you going to help him? I'm right, it looks like he's in a bad situation!"
*** Just silence.
Gregory suddenly flew up.
But the dragon standing high in the sky reached out to grab it in the air, and more than ten strong gravitational pulls immediately covered the bone dragon that wanted to fly away.
The bone dragon suddenly let out a wail, and every bone was vibrating under the strong gravity. With a few soft snaps, its four thin wings were torn off by the irresistible gravity, and in a blink of an eye they were blown far away by the never-ending wind.
The bone dragon fell to the ground. It secretly looked towards ***, and saw ***'s eyes shining with golden cross stars looking at it coldly.
At that moment, the sudden chill almost froze Gregory's soul! Its four claws pawed and it crawled behind a boulder like lightning and began to tremble.
In the sea of consciousness, Wella slowly floated closer to ***, her smile became even brighter. She said: "Listen, he is calling you again! This may be the last call! Are you really not going to go? By the time he kills all those gargoyles, all his men will be dead. However, in There are many people waiting for him outside! ***, do you think he will be completely killed this time? "
She continued to approach *** slowly, "***, even if he can escape, although this possibility is almost negligible. Do you think he will call you again in the future? You have to think about it carefully!"
***A pair of silver eyes looked at Wella quietly.
Wella has drifted so close to ***, almost within arm's reach. She stared at the *** and asked word by word: Yes, you are not going? "
Finally, the silver light in ***'s eyes dimmed slightly.
Wella passed by ***.
She turned her head slightly, looked at ***'s dreamy and beautiful profile, and smiled softly: "Since you don't want to go, then I'll go."
Her proud and clear laughter became louder and louder, and finally filled the entire sea of consciousness!
A flash of green light flashed, and Rogge chopped off both front paws of the gargoyle in front of him, and the splash of blue blood sprayed into his face. He cursed something, wiped the blood from his face, and swung the wheel saw forward to guard against what tricks the gargoyle would play before it died.
The fat man really couldn't use a weapon as powerful and difficult to control as the wheel saw. Moreover, Feng Die's wheel saw was too light. He used too much force a few times and almost cut himself.
While wiping his face, he was swinging the wheel saw wildly. Anyway, there were gargoyles on the front, back, left and right, so he couldn't cut wrong. But there was a sudden light in the fat man's hand, and the wheel saw disappeared!
Rogge was very surprised. He opened his eyes and looked around. Several gargoyles were very close at hand, with pairs of blood-red eyes staring at him. The fat man's movements were like lightning, and he suddenly fell to the ground, then rolled out of the encirclement. When he stood up again, he already had a battle ax in his hand. But in an instant, the battle ax in his hand disappeared in front of Rogge's eyes!
Fatty suddenly appeared, and the surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet. The screams, fights, and gargoyle screams that were still intertwined just now disappeared.
Rogge looked around and saw that the gargoyles were all standing still. At this moment, it was as if the river of time had frozen.
Suddenly, the gargoyles around Rogge seemed to have lost their weight, slowly falling down one after another, and then they seemed to have no bones and collapsed on the ground like mud. Rogge stared blankly at the gargoyles that died in grotesque shapes, and was speechless for a moment.
The space in front of the fat man suddenly rippled, and the beautiful demon lotus that made him worry so much slowly emerged.
After a long time, the lines of the demon lotus became softer and smoother, with many light golden patterns flowing on it. These lines seem to be alive, as if they are slowly changing patterns. When they are fascinated by the sight, they will suddenly turn into a bottomless deep pool, almost sucking in the human soul. Under the golden lines, there are very light cyan background lines. Behind the 'Demon Lotus', dozens of armor leaves stretched out like a pair of metal wings, but the white wings that Rogge was familiar with were not stretched out.
Suddenly, an inexplicable something surged up in Rogge's chest, blocking his throat. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
Those days and nights that I worry about all the time...
He stared at the chest of 'Demon Lotus', where there was a piece of beautiful blue-black armor. The soul imprint he left behind had long since disappeared.
For a moment, all kinds of feelings came to Rogge's heart, and he shouted softly: "***..." and no longer knew what to say.
He strode towards the police station, completely forgetting the consequences of his past reckless actions.
The fat man's body suddenly became several times heavier! He was caught off guard and was about to fall over. In the critical moment, Rogge increased his mental strength, stretched his hands forward, and managed to withstand the sudden pressure. However, the gravity increased several times in an instant, and Rogge was finally unable to resist, and fell down in front of him with a plop!
Gravity is fleeting. As soon as Rogge raised his head, a chill passed in front of him, and then his eyes were filled with green light!
He stood up slowly, and then he saw clearly that it was Feng Die's wheel saw that had just fallen against the tip of his nose, with a few of his silk threads hanging on it.
*** floated quietly in front of him, her right hand slowly raised, reaching out to Rogge.
The 'Demon Lotus' seemed to have no thickness at all, and every line of her right hand was completely outlined. This was the first time that Rogge looked at ***'s right hand so attentively, even though he was fully aware of the terrifying power contained in this hand.
He suddenly discovered that this hand that had taken countless lives was so delicate, as if it would be injured if the wind was stronger.
In this delicate hand that could not be described in words, Rogge also saw death, death clearly!
There seemed to be a layer of light smoke covering ***'s right hand. That was actually not smoke, but a subtle distortion of space.
The still-living gargoyles let out dying screams, and then strangely exploded into clouds of blue blood mist one after another from front to back!
Rogge's eyes were irresistibly drawn to the tip of the index finger of that delicate hand. He really couldn't believe that these gargoyles that had caused him to fight to the death and almost despair were destroyed without any resistance, and were destroyed by this beautiful delicate hand.
Destruction and beauty appeared in front of Rogge's eyes at the same time.
So clear.
***'s right hand slowly stretched out towards Rogge, and the bursts of light smoke still lingered on his fingertips.
Roger's mouth was dry. For some reason, he instinctively wanted to step back, to get as far away from this indescribably beautiful hand as possible. But his body was completely out of his control, and he was frozen in place, unable to move. Rogge suddenly understood why those gargoyles stood still.
***'s hand finally touched his face, and that bit of coldness slowly penetrated into the deepest part of Rogge's soul. The fat man's teeth chattered involuntarily. He struggled to increase his mental strength, trying to fight against the cold feeling of fear. However, every time his mental power increased by one point, the feeling of fear also increased accordingly, which just suppressed Rogge's resistance.
Rogge looked at the expressionless demon mask and said slowly: "***... you want to kill me?"
***'s right hand gently and gently slid across Rogge's cheek, then took it back, picking up a drop of blue blood on her fingertips. The small mouth of the devil mask suddenly opened and blew towards the drop of blue blood. The blue blood was blown away from the fingertips and scattered in the air. But in Rogge's eyes, what blew out of this small mouth was not the breath of Lan, but the Sunda wind that could destroy everything!
The blue drop of blood was not blown away by the wind, but was completely broken down into nothingness.
The breeze quietly passed over Rogge's face. The fat man finally couldn't hold on anymore, his legs went weak and he almost sat on the ground.
Phew, *** seemed to laugh softly.
She suddenly turned around. At the other end of the corridor, countless soldiers, Froya and Fengdie were watching all this silently. They also lost the ability to move at this moment.
*** snorted, her clear and cold voice contained powerful power that shook the soul. How can ordinary warriors resist this kind of power? Even Fengdie and Froya were exhausted and had no room to resist. So in the blink of an eye, everyone fainted and fell to the ground.
The fat man was completely speechless.
*** said coldly: "You can continue to explore the stone palace. I will deal with the people outside."
The fat man nodded mechanically and stared blankly at *** who slowly turned around and was about to leave.
***Suddenly turned around slightly, and unexpectedly...slowly...slowly lifted up a corner of the devil mask!
There was a bang in Rogge's head, and the whole world collapsed at this moment!
In the ruins and nothingness, only the dazzlingly white skin and a few red lips are left...
There seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of his cheek and lips.
By the time Rogge regained consciousness, the policeman had already left, and he was the only one standing alone in the long corridor. On his right were his subordinates who had fainted on the ground, and on his left was a deep passage that was completely soaked in the blood of the gargoyle and glowed with a faint blue light.
He took a deep breath and slowly reorganized what had just happened in his mind. Only then did he truly understand what had happened. However, Fatty always felt inexplicably that he didn't really know what happened.
After not seeing each other for a long time, *** seems to have completely changed, becoming unfathomably powerful. Rogge suddenly felt that *** had become an existence that was difficult for him to understand.
Could it be that this is the difference in power
Quietly, a bit of red in the dazzling white light appeared in front of his eyes again. Rogge's heart suddenly beat uncontrollably.
Rogge helped Froya and Fengdie up, and they woke up leisurely after calling for a while. Those soldiers also woke up as soon as they were called, and they seemed not to have been hurt at all by the mental shock just now.
Rogge reorganized the team and counted the number of people. After a series of hard battles, the 2,800 warriors who initially entered the underground palace now have less than 1,200 left. To Rogge's relief, all the elf mages and engineering troops were unscathed. What surprised Fatty was that nothing happened to the more than a hundred captured Druid warriors.
He waved his hand and headed towards the depths of the underground palace. Everyone in the team followed Roger silently. The blue corridor was filled with the blood of the solidified gargoyle, as if a piece of blue ice had been condensed, and it was very slippery. From time to time, soldiers fell to the ground, but no one spoke. Even those who fell got up silently, not even daring to scream, as if they were afraid of waking up a sleeping demon.
Froya and Fengdie walked behind Rogge. They should have countless questions to ask Rogge, but at this moment they all subconsciously chose to remain silent. For some reason, they all instinctively refused to recall what had just happened.
This re-exploration went surprisingly smoothly, no difficult monsters were encountered, and the undead that had jumped out from time to time had all disappeared. Rogge knew that they were not hiding, but completely disappearing. I don’t know if it was destroyed or if it was carried back to the world of death by ***. However, *** should look down on these weak undead creatures.
Rogge sighed secretly. It seems that *** is a god of progress in the world of death. Did she defeat any king? In this way, all the worries I had in the past were unnecessary.
However, as the power of the girl becomes stronger and stronger, Rogge feels further and further away from her.
Exploring the Stone Palace again, Rogge seemed to be sleepwalking, directing the exploration almost by instinct.
After walking in the stone palace for an unknown amount of time, a wide and tall passage finally appeared in front of Rogge. At the end of the passage were two tall stone doors. Judging from the orientation, behind the stone gate should be the center of the stone palace, where the body of the demon Amaro is sealed.
It's just that this nearly 100-meter passage doesn't look easy to walk.
"How do you feel?" Froya asked in a low voice.
Rogge, who stood silently at the entrance of the passage for a long time, opened his eyes and sighed: "It's all traps and traps."
The fat man thought for a moment and waved his hand not to take this route. There are many people now, dig in from the side! "
A few hours later, Rogge stood at the entrance of the passage again with a livid face. He has tried various methods, and the result of the elf engineering team being exhausted was to make sure that the center of the stone palace was surrounded by solid rocks! There is no other way except this passage.
Rogge frowned and walked back and forth in the passage. After walking around for dozens of times, he suddenly shouted: "Bring all the prisoners here!"
A moment later, Rogge stood expressionlessly in front of more than a hundred prisoners. He pointed at the stone door at the end of the passage and swore in the name of the Supreme God that if any of you could touch the stone door, I would let him go immediately! "
Forced by swords and axes, the prisoners had to walk into the passage one by one. Once inside, they must do whatever it takes to stay alive.
Several elves stood at the entrance of the passage, recording the types and locations of traps in detail.
The arrow will be shot out, the poisonous mist and flame will be exhausted, and the blade wheel swinging back and forth will also have a moment of exhaustion. Once the location of a pit filled with sharp blades that can be used repeatedly is known, it loses its threat. When several magic traps with instant death effects were triggered in front of the stone gate, Rogge finally showed a smile on his face and said to the dozen or so survivors standing in front of the stone gate: "You are free."
"Sir, do you want to shoot an arrow?" an officer asked in a low voice.
Rogge shook his head and agreed to let them go free. How can we northern warriors, who have the most solemn commitment, be as despicable as those druids? "
The officer couldn't help but show admiration.
Amid the dull roar, the two tall stone doors were pushed open by the warriors, finally revealing the mysterious palace that had been shrouded in darkness for countless years, the Amaro Underworld Palace.
The magic mirror in Rogge's arms suddenly screamed, and its light could be faintly seen through his clothes.
Rogge glanced at Froya and Fengdie who were staying here. "After that, he started to enter the palace.
Froya grabbed Rogge's clothes and said with a smile: "I'll go too."
"You've run out of magic power, what are you doing in there?"
Froya bit her lower lip and said softly: "I can use Paradise Lost!"
Rogge frowned, "Paradise Lost doesn't have to try its best not to use the demons with heads, eyes, and seals. What can they do to me?" "
After that, Rogge walked into the Hades Hall alone and gradually disappeared into the darkness.
"The damn fat Luo Ya paused in anger.
The world of death.
The whole sea of consciousness echoed with Wella's clear and proud laughter.
While floating around her body, she smiled and said: "With the same body, why does he have no resistance when he sees you, but when he sees me, he desperately resists the pressure of my soul? It's really strange! You said, he Will you be able to tell the difference between us?”
*** closed his eyes and clasped his hands on his chest, as if sleeping, completely ignoring Wella.
Wella slowly drifted closer to ***, looked at her dreamy face carefully, and said with a smile: "I suddenly realized that scaring him is so interesting. Your 'demon lotus' is not very strong. You say, next time, Will the mask fall off suddenly?”
*** His eyes suddenly opened, and the shining silver light instantly illuminated the entire sea of consciousness.
A sudden impact suddenly knocked Wella into the Golden Lake, causing huge waves. (Quanben Novel Website www.QUAbEn-XIAoShUo.com)