The silver-white slender scepter, and the long sword that shimmered with blue light and divine brilliance, could turn this void existence into pieces with every touch of the strange dark and transparent figure. The ghost's invisible blade cuts through the afterimage, easily slicing through all living matter, but shattering in an instant with the disappearance of their owner.

When the first ghost ignored the wall's obstruction and rushed towards Mikhail with the Void Short Sword, Mikhail thought that his weapon would be able to shred their bodies. But just as a man's foot could not chop a man's shadow, the sword fluttered through the ghost's figure, and his right arm was cut with a black mist, painful wound.

"Smear holy water on the sword......" Helg took out a silver-white glass bottle from his spatial storage room and threw it in a perfect arc that landed on Mikhail's hand. Then she took her scepter and said a few words of prayer, and the wound on Mikhail's right arm healed quickly.

Mikhail took two steps back and dodged the ghost's attack. Helge recited a few words from the Book of the Moon, and then swung his scepter no less than Mikhail's sword, and as soon as the tip of the scepter touched the surface of the untouchable object, the strange ghost suddenly let out a shrill scream, and then its body shattered inch by inch, and fell to the ground into glittering pieces.

Mikhail uncorked the silvery-white glass bottle, and a refreshing aroma came out of it.

"It's holy water, save a little and apply it to your sword to make your attacks sacred, so you can hurt those ghosts. Helge glanced back, hissing at a large group of ghosts. "Let's get out of here......"

"Horizontal and vertical are all one death, I don't want to die while fleeing. Mikhail snorted. "And don't you see what's on the mural? If we run that way, we're dead. Rather than this, why don't you go first, I'm here to help you block a wave......"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Helg did not listen to Mikhail's words, and hooked his arm with his right hand and pulled him to the other side of the corridor.

Along the way, many ghosts ignored the barrier of the wall and penetrated directly, screaming and trying to attack the two people, but they were all difficult to defuse. Mikhail's longsword has been modified with holy water, and now it can exert divine power to tear through the ghosts that are touched by the blade of holy water. Despite the two of them's best efforts, the ghost continued to fight more and more, and the door in the distance seemed to be far away.

"Holy Abinus of War, please give me the power to burn......" Mikhail heard Helg say something similar, and then saw a blue fire rising from the body of the large group of ghosts in front of him. The ghosts were enveloped in flames and screamed in pain a few times before turning to dust.

"It's a great trick to fight Saint Abinus, and I'm just going to use a little bit of it. Helga coughed a few times. "Let's go. This move can only temporarily block this ghost, and more undead will rush up soon. As long as we take that cross, we can build a protection mechanism to resist these things rushing at us again. ”

"Wait. Mikhail stopped Helge: "Don't go." ”

"What?"

Mikhail clenched his sword, aimed it at the ghost in the distance, sighed, and said: "Have you forgotten what is written on the fresco? Now rush over and fight them, maybe we can go back the way we came......"

"No...... Helge interrupted Mikhail at once, turned his head, and rushed towards the gate behind him. Mikhail tried to rush up to stop her, but Helg was quicker than him and pushed the door straight in.

Just then, she smelled a strange smell. The smell wasn't unpleasant, but it was chilling—like the kind of fear and determination that one feels when faced with the outcome of mortality.

Helge was stunned by the smell and was stunned for a moment, not noticing that in the large and strange hall, there was a dark black throne with a 99-story platform, and a man in a black robe standing next to the throne.

"Helga!"

Mikhail also burst into the huge room, then turned and closed the door. The huge iron door was not as thick as expected, as if someone had deliberately designed it to be so easy to push open.

"What does it smell like?"

"It doesn't matter what it smells like...... Mikhail grabbed Helga's wrist with his hand and stopped her behind him. "I don't allow you to be so reckless, listen to me now, those ghosts can still pass through these walls, so we must hurry to find the cross you are talking about, and get out of here at once......"

"Don't you see there are no huge creatures here, and there are no big mouths of blood?" said Helge, seeing that Mikhail had not paid the slightest attention to where his hand was, and blushed a little. "So we still have hope of escaping now. ”

"Hey......

There was a shrill and terrifying dark laugh, and Helg couldn't tell the source of the laughter for a moment.

"What are you laughing at?" Helga asked, frowning.

"I'm not laughing, I want to ask why you're laughing?" Mikhail turned his head.

"Hahahahaha......"

The terrifying voice echoed through the surprisingly large room again. Helga didn't even think it had anything to do with the thousands of mountain giants living in it. She suddenly realized that the laughter was coming from all directions, and it was ethereal and terrifying when she had the opportunity to get into the ears of the two of them.

Both of them slowly turned their heads in tacit understanding, and at a glance they saw the man on the huge high platform.

The man in the black robe, with an extremely ugly complexion, trembled violently, as if he was about to fall apart. He was extremely thin, his skin was a disgusting blue-white, and his eyeballs were large and bloodshot, as if they were about to burst out of their sockets. The lips were bloodless, and even from that distance, Helg could easily see the half-hidden gums beneath his lips, oozing blood.

"Can't escape, can't escape, can't escape, can't escape, can't escape!hahahahahahaha......ha

The man's eyes widened, and in a ghostly floating position, he quickly landed directly in front of the two of them from the very top of the high platform. Mikhail stepped forward, drew his sword, and slashed at the man before he approached them.

The man caught the sword smeared with holy water with only two fingers.

"It's too slow, it's too slow, it's too slow!" the man shuddered and hissed loudly, "Nasty holy water, nasty thing...... What are you talking about, and why are you disturbing the sleep of Emperor Thor......? Ahhh......h

"Are you ......," Helge said, holding back the disgust in his heart.

"Oh, beautiful young lady. As soon as the man heard this voice, he immediately straightened up and bowed in a posture that he thought he was respectful, "Welcome to the Humble House, I haven't introduced myself yet." The contemptible is called Sasha, but, but ...... Hey...... Hey, hey, hey...... You can call me Xiao Xia, I am the caretaker of this palace...... I, I ......"

"Isn't this Thor's mausoleum?"

"To...... It's Thor, it's Thor!" Sasha was calm for a moment, and then he began to scream again, "You impudent fellow......! You dare to call Thor the Great, the supreme god of death of all worlds, Thor, ...... Unforgivable!"

With barely a remnant left, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed Helga's neck violently, lifting her into the air.

Sasha used more force than Helga had imagined, and she could almost feel the muscles in her neck shrink and the sides of her trachea overlapping. The veins were bursting, she could barely see anything, it was pitch black in front of her, she could barely hear anything, there was silence all around.

Just as Helga's brain was about to fall into chaos, she suddenly felt like she was flying, and then she fell out of mid-air. Sasha's fingers were already embedded in Helga's neck, and she saw her own blood gushing out, but she could only hold her neck and look up.

Mikhail ran over panting, holding his sword, while Sasha's right arm had been broken in two. He was stunned for a moment, then stared straight at his wound.

"Hmph, hum, hey, hey, hey...... Hahaha......ha Then, a brand-new, identical arm grew at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Hahahahaha!" Sasha grabbed the few hairs he had left, and sent out a large handful of hairs, then stuck his tongue out, revealing teeth with black dirt and blood-red gums. "It's been a long time, it's been a long time...... See each other twice a month, ...... a month Are you going to come in? You're going to play with me...... Humans, living creatures, I can finally live among living creatures every day......"

"Helg ......" Mikhail squatted down, helped Helg up, and then took a small bottle of light healing potion from the space storage stone. "This is the last bottle, hurry up and help the ......"

Helge smelled a pungent smell, but her instincts gradually returned, and there was a burning pain in her neck.

"Who the hell are you?"

"I, I, I......," he knelt down. "I'm Xiao Xia, I'm ah, haha...... Hey, hey, hey......"

Helga barely stood up from the ground.

"We can't beat him......" Helge whispered, "so we don't mess with him......"

"You ......"

Helge saw a large, ugly face suddenly appear in front of her, causing her to take a few steps back, almost falling to the ground again.

"What did you just say?"

"Well, then," Helge swallowed, "we don't interfere with the water of the well." We're not here to disturb the sleeping of Emperor Thor the Great, we're just trying to retrieve a little golden cross. ”

"Hey, hey, don't be in such a hurry, I'll show you around......" Sasha stretched out his right hand sharply, pointing to the black throne on the platform. "Would you like to sit down and have a look? hehehe...... Why...... Why????......? Why are you able to do this? Why are you able to encroach on the throne of Thor the Great!"

"Listen!" Helge shouted.

Sasha stopped what he was doing, looking surprised.

"We just came to find a golden cross......"

"Oh, oh...... Pardon my rudeness, beautiful young lady, but the golden cross you spoke of...... Could it be, are you! Are you in the same group as those people? Last month, last month, it was them! hey, hey, hey, hahahahahaha! Jump in, they jumped into the abyss!" Sasha rolled on the ground with his head in his hands, digging his fingers into his cheeks, digging out horrible but quickly healing bloodstains...... Only half of the people can leave, hahahahaha! Only half of them hehehe! They all jumped in...... They can't escape, they can't escape!"

Helge glanced at Mikhail, who was standing aside.

"So what about the golden cross?"

"That nasty thing...... They even wanted to use that nasty waste...... That kind of garbage, they killed a lot of cute little skeletons, they killed a lot of cute little ghosts, they! their kind of thing ......."

"Where's that thing?"

"It's long gone, with them...... Jump in, jump in, jump in, can't escape. Sasha jumped up from the ground and narrowed his eyes. "Beautiful Miss, do you want to kill cute little skeletons and cute little ghosts with that kind of thing?"

"No...... No," Helga took a step back, holding out his hand, "we just want to get back what was ours." What do you mean by jumping in? And what do you mean that only half of the people can escape, and is there any way to get the cross?"

"Yes, yes!" Sasha nodded frantically. "Only if you go and reunite with the great Thor the Great, you can find that kind of thing, hehehehahahahahahahaha

"Except for death," Helga frowned. "Is there no other way to get that cross?"

"How is that possible? It has been completely destroyed in reality...... Only dead things can touch dead things......"

Helge lowered his head and paused for a moment, wanting to use the power of the Three Saints to once again probe the reality of the destruction of the cross. But no matter how much she shouted and prayed in her heart, the Three Sages never gave her any response. She panicked a little.

"Here...... At...... No god can wield power in this room except the god of death, Thor. Sasha seemed to know Helga's thoughts. "Hey, hey, hahahaha......hahaha! You can't use any divine power......"

"No way. Helga flatly denied it. "The Three Saints are invincible. It must have been you who used some hexery to seal my pool of divine power, leaving me unable to pray. ”

"Beautiful young lady, I have been living here alone for centuries, and it was only last month that a party of men came here to play merrily with me...... It's a pity they're so unfriendly, it's a pity they're so stupid! they're all in, they're all dead! Do they want to rebel against the abyss......? But you're different, beautiful young lady, can you stay with me for a while......? Dear knight, that knife you just made was really ......"

"I'm sorry, but since we can't find the cross, we'll have to get out of here. ”

Sasha's hand dance stopped abruptly.

Helge gritted his teeth, didn't say a word, and just turned around and left. Mikhail was stunned for a moment, then squinted his eyes and quickly followed.

"You ......," Sasha's voice lowered. "You ...... Woowoo...... You've abandoned me!You've abandoned me!......Woooo Hey, hey, hey......, hey, Where else do you want to go? You have no way to escape!"

Both stopped.

Helga turned his head slowly.

"What did you just say?"

"You ......," Sasha held out two fingers with a shudder. "Only one of you will be able to leave here, the rest ...... The remaining one will be dedicated to Thor, the god of death of all worlds...... My lord...... I ......"

The earth began to tremble, and the side of the stone bricks on which Helge and Mikhail had stepped began to split apart from where Sasha had been, opening up a large, bottomless abyss.

In the darkness of the terrifying abyss, a pair of blood-red eyes flashed and a terrifying mouth that would make you fall to your knees just by looking at it. The huge mouth slowly opened, revealing bright red teeth, as if waiting for the next life to leap from the black tiled floor and meet the legendary Thor the Great in another world.