"Well... the injury is not serious, is it?"
After the lesson was over, Fei began to worry about his disciple's injuries.
"It's not heavy, it's protected by a battle armor, but it hurts the lungs a little. I've taken the red potion, and I've recovered a long time ago."
Inzaghi's always cold face finally showed a hint of the slightly restrained and shy smile of the past.
Fei Fei nodded.
Turning around, he peeled off the faint blue battle robe made of blue fox fur from the dead blood knife mercenary leader. Fei had already noticed that it was a very good leather battle robe. It contains a faint icy breath, condenses but does not emit, is extremely strong and tough, and also has a certain increase effect of ice magic and fighting spirit. Although the back center of the battle robe has been used by Inzaghi before [Devil’s Bone] The forged dagger pierced a small hole, but this shirt is still worth a lot.
Fei put it into the storage ring.
"Huh? This is... Immediately send me an order to ask Uncle Lampard and the others to delay the time temporarily and not kill the blood knife all at once. I still have some things to do."
Fei suddenly sensed something, his expression changed, and he said.
"Yes, master."
Inzaghi replied respectfully, and disappeared into the night and flames in a flash.
Closed his eyes and sensed carefully for a while, and determined the final direction. Fei was submerged in the raging flames, walked step by step, and entered the No. 1 hall of the blood knife mercenary headquarters that had collapsed halfway, looking around...
"The Blood Knife Mercenary Corps... It's over!"
At the end of a tall tower in the distance, the proud young man who has been watching the battle situation, his eyes still bright, his expression flickering, finally turned into a long sigh, hesitated for a moment, his figure flickered, got off the tower, and entered into the distant darkness.
"The blood knife is destroyed, it's time to reap the benefits!"
"King Chambord, why hasn't he appeared yet? Could it be that..."
Surrounded by the elite of the [Iron Blood Battalion] with bright and murderous armor, Prince Arshavin, the [Military God] of the empire, has been looking for the figure he cares about, but, from the beginning to the end, this figure has never appeared... This made him I became even more puzzled.
"Who is that mysterious magician with the devil's horn mask on his face? A magician whose magic cultivation is close to a six-star level should not be unknown. Why has there never been such a person in my information? Appeared in the Zenit Empire?"
Thinking of this, the Empire [Military God] realized that his thoughts were so disturbed. On top of the truth, there was a veil that he could never tear off, covering everything.
"Quick check!"
Arshavin's tone was icy.
"Yes, Your Highness."
A soldier in solid armor knelt on one knee to take orders, turned around and left.
As the confidantes who were single-handedly trained by the eldest prince, they have followed this [God of War] to fight side by side in the iron clothes on the battlefield. The word "quick search" made them understand a lot of meanings, and of course they knew what the First Prince wanted to check...
Above the void, in the dark clouds.
"Old man, did you see it? The boy in the mask, is that guy Alexander?"
Materazzi scratched his head, his eyes were red, but he still didn't come to a conclusion.
"without."
The thin figure said.
"You can't see it either?"
"kindness."
"Hahaha, Master Krasic, the majestic Imperial Martial Saint, the number one military force in the Empire, can't even you see it? Don't you have any clues at all?"
"It's a completely different power breath, I can't judge it."
"Huh? You finally said a few more words, ahahaha, let me do the math, it's incredible, a total of fourteen words, this has already broken your record in the past three years, hahaha!"
Materazzi, the number one bard of the empire, widened his eyes and was extremely proud.
Wu Sheng: "..."
Materazzi: "Come on, say a few more words. If you talk a little more, your people will be ten times more terrifying."
Wu Sheng: "If you talk less, you will be a thousand times more lovable."
Materazzi: "…"
Materazzi: "Shall I go down and take a look at that kid's mask?"
"Don't!"
"Here it goes again, will you die if you say a few more words?"
"..."
The No. 1 hall of the headquarters of the Blood Knife Mercenary Corps has been repaired magnificently, covering an extremely wide area, like a small square. At this time, although part of it was destroyed by Fei's [fire bomb] in the previous battle, and The wooden buildings in the hall are also burning, but most of the buildings in the hall are still intact.
Fei carefully sensed for a while, summoned the giant battle staff in the [Akana Trick] suit, held it in his hand, carefully guarded against the surrounding movements, and walked step by step towards the huge double-master monster in the center of the deepest part of the hall throne.
"The head of a small mercenary regiment dares to sit on the throne of two lions and beasts, which only the kings of the subordinate countries canonized by the empire are qualified to sit on? The blood knife mercenaries are really extremely daring."
As Fei said, he sneered and waved the giant battle staff in his hand.
Whoosh!
Amidst the sharp piercing whistling sound, four consecutive [Fire Bombs] containing the power of the terrifying fire element shot out, and smashed hard on the double-lion monster throne. Amidst the rumbling sound, how could the white rock resist such an attack? A bombardment of dreadful magic? It was blown apart immediately, and the entire throne was instantly torn apart.
The stone chips slowly settled.
Behind the original throne of the two lions and monsters, there is a secret passage archway that only allows one person to pass through, and it is gloomy to know where it leads.
On the stone walls on both sides of the arch, there are engraved mysterious lines of flowing silver light. This is a very strange magic pattern. Whether it is the outermost arc or the magic circuit inside, it is different from the seal cutting method of a conventional magic circle. It was different. Fei carefully approached and observed carefully, and found that the arch seemed to be carved out of a huge stone block, and then inlaid into the entrance of the secret passage as a whole by someone. The stones exude an ancient and vicissitudes atmosphere that is not commensurate with the secret passageway, as if after a long time, an indescribable mysterious atmosphere rushes towards the face.
The inscription on the magic stone on the arch gave Fei a feeling of deja vu but incomprehensible.
But his intuition told Fei that this arch should be a good thing.
"Put it away and talk about it..."
There was no conclusion for a while, and seeing no one around, Fei directly switched to [Barbarian Mode], used brute force to 'pull' off the stone arch as a whole, and put it into the storage space.
After doing all this, he slowly stepped into the gloomy secret passage.
The summoning aura that he inadvertently sensed before came from this secret path.
The secret passage is very narrow and can only accommodate one person walking sideways. The stone steps gradually lead to the darker and colder underground. After walking forward for more than fifty meters, the secret passage begins to become It becomes spacious, and a hazy light appears in front of it, flowing with the dreamy color of dazzling treasures.
If ordinary people had been walking in the narrow tunnel for such a period of time and suddenly saw such a gorgeous and holy light, they would definitely speed up and run over.
But Fei paused, and then stood still on the spot.
Because he can feel that after the secret passage becomes spacious, the stone surface in front and the stone walls on both sides seem to have nothing to pick up or strange things, but there is an invisible danger circulating in the entire passage Breath, this kind of breath, even Fei, felt a little bit of horror.
"Magic trap? Mechanism?"
Unexpectedly, a blood knife mercenary group that did not cause much trouble to Fei would hide such a terrible place underground.
Fei thought about it, time was running out, he switched to [Assassin Mode], and then stepped forward.
Among the seven major professions in the world of Diablo, Assassin is the best at creating and cracking magic traps, and has a certain understanding of mechanism techniques, so he is the most suitable for facing this kind of environment.
Sure enough, under [Assassin Mode], Fei could clearly feel that there were countless traps hidden on the seemingly smooth ground and walls. These traps were exquisitely conceived, It is quite hidden. If it is not proficient in this area of technology and knowledge, even a six-star warrior rushing in may suffer a big loss. If he is unlucky, it is also possible to fall here directly.
Fei's forward speed became very slow.
He was dismantling the traps in the passage bit by bit, but he didn't dismantle all the traps, but only opened up a very twisted and weird passage, allowing only one person to pass through.
"It's strange, the conception and design of these traps and tricks are very ingenious, but the way of arrangement is extremely clumsy. It looks like a layman who doesn't know anything about traps and tricks is copying cats and tigers..."
Fei gradually discovered something strange. The tunnel was full of traps, but it was because of too many traps that the power of some traps was greatly reduced. Some serial traps were arranged in a completely wrong way. It seemed that the person who set up the traps at the beginning Just blindly pursuing the number of traps and stacking them randomly, but ignoring the huge aggregation effect that some traps with different functions can produce after combination.
The entire corridor is about 50 meters long, and Fei spent 30 minutes in [Assassin Mode] to pass through it completely.
During this process, Fei didn't trigger any traps, and he didn't even leave any footprints in this 50-meter-long corridor. Looking back at the road he walked, it was as if no one had walked by.