Bai Muyun sat quietly on the seventh floor of the altar.

Under the illumination of more than a dozen fireflies, the battlefield outside the altar below came from the monstrous roars and shouts of killing and miserable howls.

Gusts of fishy wind drifted in with the hot and humid air, sticking to the body.

Yao Siren stood behind him, looking at the battlefield below in a daze.

This is the first time they can sit gloomily on a dark fog night, and someone will fight for them.

Or rather, they are fighting for themselves.

This is the ultimate core meaning of the altar.

There were tens of thousands of people up and down the entire altar, and the upper nine floors added up to only five or six thousand, and the outermost people below the altar were four thousand.

When the night of the black fog came, the only thing that the people at the bottom relied on was the high wooden wall.

If the wooden fence can't stop it, they are cannon fodder. So they just have to hold on desperately.

So far, the altar has not been beaten to the third floor by the black beast.

Above the second floor, you can basically sit back and relax.

Even one day, the black beasts became stronger and more numerous, hitting the third, fourth, and fifth layers.

The safest is always the top.

Bai Muyun pulled out a cigarette from his pocket.

He fought from the first floor to the seventh floor, leaving all the bosses dead except for Kartha and Leah.

Bai Muyun looted their loot and found a lot of cigarettes and alcohol.

Based on the principle that he can't waste it, and that he is already a disability anyway, Bai Muyun learned somke.

Bite!~~

Lit with a high-grade lighter, Bai Muyun took a deep breath and exhaled a puff of smoke, and then flicked the puff out of the smoke that he had just taken in the shocked eyes of Leah and Karsha.

"I thought you were here to liberate us and put an end to this stupid class system, because you told me that we have a common enemy. ”

Leah asked after all, still a little puzzled.

She has completely seen the strength of Bai Muyun and the others these days.

Even if there was a gun, Bai Muyun was not afraid at all, because the day before yesterday, a person shot at Bai Muyun.

And Zi Dan was stuck in Bai Muyun's muscles, and he then pulled it out.

This is no longer the power of human beings, she has no doubt that Bai Muyun can kill to the top, it is only a matter of time.

And while Bai Muyun showed his strength, he also told her why he wanted to keep her life, because he had to deal with the black tree, so she thought that when Bai Muyun came in the night of the black fog, he would at least go down below the seventh floor to fight the black beast together.

But Bai Muyun didn't.

He sat there and watched the men struggle so hard.

So she couldn't help but ask questions, even though the man in front of her didn't blink at all.

"Pirates, do you want to play cards?"

Bai Muyun didn't answer, but asked thoughtlessly.

Karsha and Leah were stunned as they realized that they couldn't understand the man.

"Hit, we bet a lot. ”

Leah didn't know what Bai Muyun meant, so she had to answer truthfully.

"You use the rules of poker to kill all sides, and when others kill all sides, you lose in embarrassment, but has anyone ever wanted to change the rules, or dig up the inventor of poker and break the bones?"

Bai Muyun asked.

Kartha and Leah understood a little.

Here, Bai Muyun kills the rule-makers, but he hasn't said that he wants to change the rules.

Maybe he just wants to be the one to win all the bets, not the one to change the rules.

"I heard that the eighth and ninth floors have only one tribe each. ”

Shiraki asked Leah.

"Yes, but although the person on the eighth floor doesn't have a gun, I heard that his ability is also very terrifying, so terrifying, he should be as ...... as you. ”

Leah said with some embarrassment.

She really hadn't seen the strength of the eighth layer, but he already knew that there were guns on the sixth and seventh floors, so it was very likely that the eighth layer was a terrifying person like Bai Muyun.

Bai Muyun nodded, did not speak, and continued to look at the battlefield below.

By the end of the black fog, there were probably six or seven hundred dead or wounded below, and the walls had basically been torn down.

But the night of the black fog persevered,

The black fog in the sky gradually dissipated, revealing the noon sky, although this altar is not too high, but it is better than this large open space, and it will always be able to embrace the sun.

Bai Muyun stood up, glanced at the eighth floor, and raised his leg to walk towards the eighth floor.

Leah's heart froze, it seems that Bai Muyun is going to clean up the eighth layer, she is actually struggling now, although Bai Muyun's strength is very strong, but the strength of the people on the eighth layer of the altar is also very strong, should she follow or not?

If you don't follow, what if Bai Muyun wins?

If you follow, what if Bai Muyun loses, won't he be punished by the people above?

Following behind Bai Muyun nervously, they had unconsciously come to the staircase leading to the seventh floor leading to the eighth floor.

The surrounding area was full of tribal warriors, and everyone looked at Bai Muyun's eyes full of admiration, because this person had killed from the first floor to the seventh floor, and he was not afraid of many people, let alone guns, and no one could stop him.

His fame had already been worn in the eyes of the tribal warriors.

And the most amazing thing about him is that he turned out to be a disabled person, with only one arm.

If he could have two arms, how powerful would it be?

At this time, on the eighth-story upper stairs, there were no one like before, and there were many eighth-layer tribal warriors who came to stop them.

The warriors below the seventh floor, after Bai Muyun ruled, became worshipped, but the eighth floor did not.

The number of tribes on the eighth floor was no more than five or six hundred.

However, they are generally more powerful than the tribal warriors below, and they worship their leaders more, at least for now.

And the leader of these eight layers is indeed very confident.

He just watched Bai Muyun walk up the stairs step by step, he had already taken off his shirt, revealing his muscular figure.

This is a white man, and there is a curvaceous blonde beside him, who is sitting on his lap, and it is not difficult to see the relationship between the two.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Huaxia people, I know what you have called all the way from below, and I also pay attention to you, you are indeed strong, as strong as me. ”

The white man gently hugged the girl, and then slowly got up, his figure was about 1.8 meters, his broad trapezius muscles almost covered his neck, and the momentum of Mount Tai was overwhelming.

When he said the same two words, he specially accentuated them.

Bai Muyun looked at him.

"Are you waiting to fight me, or are you going to get out of the way without me doing anything?"

The white man shook his head with a smile, clenched his fists hard, and then twisted his neck to a rattle.

"Oh~~ I don't want to miss the opportunity to learn from you. ”

When he said this, Bai Muyun couldn't help frowning, because this white man was surging out of a kind of energy, which he was very familiar with.

It's witchcraft!