With a sound of "唰—", a burst of light flashed, and the head of an adventurer was cut off at once. The guy "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Everyone's face changed drastically, and they were all shocked.
The mechanism of the Bateros Plane Prison is really terrible, and it is always unpredictable. There are hundreds of thousands of adventurers in the exile, and only a little over 100,000 people are left here through the square and the promenade.
In other words, more than 200,000 adventurers have already lost their lives in Batross Prison. Such a high loss rate deserves to be one of the most dangerous places in the Exiled Lands. Once these terrifying mechanisms are activated, even God's Domain Even the strong are powerless to resist.
At this time, everyone has arrived in a spacious hall. Wall lamps are hung on the walls of the hall. The torches on the wall lamps are shining with faint blue flames. Although they are still unusually gloomy, they are brighter than the darkness just now. Some.
"It should be safe here, right?"
Ron jumped off the goblin tank, he looked around suspiciously.
"I think we should be careful!"
Due to the gap in strength, Pamir was far more cautious than Ron. He stayed on the goblin tank and did not get off, only sticking out a head from under the turret.
At this time, the goblin army not far away also arrived, and Fu Lijia, Lafield, Undine and others also jumped off the tank.
"Oh, it stinks!"
Fu Lijia frowned, and quietly arranged her clothes. For her, this iron guy named "Goblin Tank" was good, but the interior space was too depressing. No small test.
At this time, the rest of the adventurers also came one after another, with expressions of shock on their faces. After confirming the safety of this place, they were relieved. Those who drank potions drank potions, and some of them were cured. Clearing up bad status for teammates, I am very busy.
Ron's spiritual consciousness spread around to confirm whether his current position was safe, and he was relieved when he found no abnormality, but at this time, he saw a familiar figure.
"Klein?"
Ron opened his eyes wide, staring at the familiar black robe, full of surprise, why did this guy appear here
Ron's voice also attracted the attention of other people. For a moment, surprise, anger, fear, and eyes with various emotions focused on Klein. He, especially some adventurers who have lost their teammates.
However, Klein's appearance at this time was very miserable. His robe was torn in many places and was faintly stained with blood. He was covering his abdomen with one hand, and the blood was slowly dripping from the place he was covering. Not a minor injury.
Klein's face was paler than usual at the moment, he slowly raised his head, and seeing everyone's eyes, he seemed to understand something, and smiled wryly, "Yes... I'm sorry, everyone, I... I was knocked down the moment I entered... Okay ... I managed to escape..."
Ron walked over quickly, looked at Klein's wound, and found that it was indeed caused by a light bullet. He nodded and said with a smile, "It's fine. I'll let my teammate, the natural high priest Undine, give it to you later." You treat it!"
"Thank you!" Klein smiled slightly, his eyes filled with gratitude.
"It's nothing!" Ron patted Klein's shoulder and said with a friendly smile, "Welcome back!"
Ron and the Goblin Seventy-fifth Legion accepted Klein, which doesn't mean that other people will let him go. At this time, a tall barbarian stood up with a "crack-" and his face was filled with anger. become extremely distorted.
"Damn it... You guy killed so many of us, you think it's okay to say sorry?"
The barbarian took out a giant long-handled ax and fell to the ground with a "boom-", a deep crack appeared on the hard stone floor.
Ron looked at it and took a deep breath. Although the strength of the barbarian in front of him was mid-level in God's Domain, he was not far behind him, but what he held in his hand was actually a divine weapon.
The radiance of the divine weapon is more restrained than that of the holy weapon, but the power it exudes is thicker, and the pattern engraved on the ax body flows like a natural luster.
Even on the main plane, it is not easy to own a divine weapon as a powerhouse in the domain of the gods. Most people use sacred weapons.
Klein's smile gradually faded, replaced by a grim expression, and he said coldly, "What do you want to do?"
"What do you want to do?" The barbarian cracked a smile, his eyes were fierce, "I want to kill you!"
"Hehe, the guy with the artifact..." Klein laughed a few times, "But it's not so easy for you to kill me!"
"Then try it!" The barbarian's face darkened.
"and many more!"
Just as the two of them were at war, a voice stopped him, but it was Ron.
The barbarian stared, "Hey... Who did I think it was? If you dare to meddle in my business, it turns out it's another necromancer!"
"So what if I'm a necromancer?" Ron's face sank like water, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.
"Nothing?" The giant ax barbarian smiled, "The undead guys are just a bunch of rubbish, since you want to get involved... good! Then let's go together!"
Not only Klein, but even Ron couldn't hold back anymore. He quietly reached into the interspatial bag and slowly took out a keel staff.
"Are you going to fight?"
Seeing this, Laffield smiled slightly, stood beside Ron, and said lazily, "Then add me, I am Laffield, the Dark Dragon of Warcraft!"
"And I..." Haoqin also stood up, "I am the Behemoth of the Beamon clan!"
"And me..." Wendini said.
"And me..." Di Luo said.
Ron's teammates stood up one after another, and each of them was a mid-level powerhouse in God's Domain, standing together with great momentum.
Even Pamir, the colonel commander of the Goblin Seventy-fifth Legion, waved his white gloves. The Goblin tanks started to move, and countless black muzzles aimed at that guy.
The atmosphere in the hall became tense in vain. The adventurers looked at me and I looked at you, with blank faces. They didn't know which side they should take.
"you-"
The barbarian was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick. His team was at the forefront just now, and the casualties were also the heaviest. Except for him, the captain, no one could escape.
Seeing that the opponent was powerful, the barbarian naturally chose to remain calm. Although his behavior seemed rude, in fact his thoughts were extremely careful, otherwise he would not be able to be the captain.
At this moment, he stared at Klein fiercely, said "Bah—" and said "good luck" before turning around and striding away.
A turmoil was finally resolved, but everyone couldn't be happy for a while, especially Ron, who had always been worried about the barbarian's sentence "Guys with the undead system are rubbish".
It would be fine if this was talked about in the former Noah Continent. Ever since the Scourge Church led by Ron rose like a shooting star, no one dared to underestimate the necromancer, and the necromancer has also acquired all of them with its unique and mysterious power. people's recognition.
What the hell is going on in this world
"thanks!"
Klein sincerely thanked Ron this time. With his strength, he was not afraid of that barbarian, but if he really wanted to fight, he would definitely expose his strength. In this way, his plan would change. .
Of course, Klein's injuries were caused by himself. If it wasn't like this, he might not be able to win everyone's trust.
"Life teleportation!"
After inspecting Klein's injuries, Wendini immediately used the life healing technique. A wave of green ripple-like power slowly rippled out and entered Klein's body directly. After a while, the wound on Klein's abdomen completely disappeared. gone.
Klein breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, knowing that the painful expression on his face just now was not fake.
Ron looked at the huge Batross prison and started to worry, "Pamir, I think we have entered the Batross plane prison, but... where is the plane teleportation array we are looking for?"
Pamir shook his head, "I don't know, it's my first time here too!"
"In the lowest dungeon of Batros Prison..."
Just when everyone was struggling with this, a voice came from behind, the voice was so cold that it contained no trace of emotion.
Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was Klein, the undead god and magister who spoke.
I saw him smile slightly, ignoring everyone's suspicious gazes, and said coldly, "Don't ask me how I know, you just have to choose to believe or not! You don't have to believe me..."
Klein didn't want to say it, and everyone didn't force it. After all, everyone has their own secret, so it's normal not to want to say it.
Ron pondered for a moment, then nodded, "I believe in you!"
"Very good!" Klein smiled slightly, and pointed forward, "Bateros Prison is not a maze, the inside is not complicated, and there is only one road leading to the ground, but..."
The corners of Klein's mouth curled up slightly, and a trace of coldness appeared on his face, "Whether you can make it to the bottom floor alive depends on everyone's strength and luck..."
Pamir tilted his head slightly, "You mean, we will meet those ancient guardians in Bartlos Prison?"
As soon as the word "ancient guardian" came out, the expressions on the faces of all the people present changed. You must know that none of these guys guarding the Bartlos Prison are fuel-efficient, and there are so many of them. Come to think of it, my side has no chance of winning.
"That's right!" Klein smiled. "Although those ancient guardians are a little troublesome, our goal is not to make them enemies. I think... we can still get through if we are careful!"