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Darko only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and the countless lights and shadows around him continued to gather and disperse, and strange feelings followed, in this situation of being in a teleportation, no sense could believe it, and even the touch of Darko holding Phyllis in his hand became unreal.

When the feeling of being down-to-earth finally came, Daktro's vision had not yet adapted to the new environment, and suddenly he felt a heavy wind pressure on both sides of his body. He didn't have time to think about it, he hurriedly pulled back, and there was a sound of metal colliding in front of him, only to see two huge gear-shaped alchemy objects riveted together, this gear was not round, but a strange polygonal structure, when it rotated to half a circle, it stuck with each other, so the two gears slowly separated again, and disappeared into the walls on both sides.

Dakko looked around, only to find that he was in a long corridor, which was actually about five meters wide and high. Magical flames burned at intervals on both sides of the corridor, illuminating everything in the corridor. The length of the promenade is about 100 meters, but within this length it divides into nine branches on both sides, each of which is the same promenade. It's a labyrinth!

The walls of the gallery are not flat, but are covered with uneven structures, like some kind of abstract art, or like a lost ancient language. But Darko knew that these structures were deadly traps, because the two gear-like objects that had just nearly crushed him in the center were part of it. As you can guess from the sound of the collision, the material from which the gears are made is also very hard metal, and even if he has defensive magic on his body, he is not sure that he will be unharmed.

"Is this the kingdom of the god of death, Celemis? Darko muttered to himself, his imaginary kingdom of God was actually like a scene in the hell of the undead, a vast plain as far as the eye could see, and in the center of the kingdom of God was a high mountain, and the throne of the gods stood high on the top of the mountain. This is because Darko has never really seen the kingdom of any god, not even the half-plane of the Holy Magister, so he can't get rid of his own mindset no matter how he imagines, and he can't imagine that the kingdom of the god of death is actually a palace composed of corridors.

Darko was looking at the entire corridor with palpitations, but he was suddenly shocked in his heart, Phyllis and the others who entered with him were not around! Darko hurriedly took a few deep breaths, and then carefully recalled the scene when he entered, when Phyllis was holding hands with him, but when the trance sensation of teleportation came, it seemed that he couldn't feel the touch on his hand. Darko suddenly thought of a possibility, and hurriedly took out the crystal ball and injected magic into it, and sure enough, it was full of chaotic snowflake spots, and there was communication interference in the dead ruins!

At this moment, a voice came from behind, "Is there anyone?

Darko looked in the direction from which the sound had come from, and after searching for a while, he realized that the sound was coming from the wall behind him, and he thought it was familiar, so he decided to go over and take a look. Darko carefully looked at the walls on either side of the corridor, checked his air shield and frost armor, and then ran quickly and vigilantly in that direction.

Darko had not been running for a few steps, and suddenly a black-gray light shot down from the top of the corridor, more of a curtain of light than light, because he was all shrouded in this light in front of him, and there was nowhere to dodge. Dakko subconsciously stopped, and saw that the air cover on his body was consumed at a constant speed, this light was obviously strongly corrosive, but the corrosion speed was not too fast, Dakko ran a few steps through the light curtain area, and the air cover was completely consumed.

Darko knew that there must be danger ahead, so he simply didn't stop doing it, and rushed straight over without slowing down. The sound of the reeds was incessant, and arrows with various flashes of light had been shot out of the hidden cracks in the wall, more than a dozen at a time, and this density reminded him of Adam's random shooting again.

Darko lunged forward, curling up in a ball as best he could, six arrows hitting his frost armor in a series of flickering, and the rest dodged. After all, the arrows from the spring did not have the power of the archers, and Darko's frost armor was a little stronger with the blessing of the ice armor glyphs, and he rolled to the source of the sound with six arrows stuck in his body.

Darko stood up, pulled the arrow from his frost armor and threw it on the ground, then looked at the source of the sound. I saw that it was a nutcracker-like structure, and both sides were operated by alchemy machinery, which looked very sturdy.

"Huh, it's you!" When Darko saw the person inside, he realized why he felt familiar, it turned out that this person was one of the Stuart family archers who had come with him, and it was the helmeted man who had fought against him on the island of Brone. At this time, the helmet man was caught in the alchemy machine, the gap was so small that he could only make him sideways, it was his epic helmet that saved his life, the helmet was stuck on both sides of the alchemy machine, so that there was a gap in the middle, otherwise he would be sandwiched into a meatloaf. Even if there was a helmet blocking it, the gap left by the alchemy machinery like a nutcracker was too small, causing the front and back of the helmet man to be tightly clamped and unable to come out.

"Ah, Darko, find a way to get me out, and give you as much as you want. The helmet man's head could still turn with difficulty, and he grabbed a glimmer of life when he realized it was Darko. Obviously, he was also frightened, and even shouted for help directly, if he was seen by people from other forces, he was afraid that he would only fall into the well.

Darko thought for a moment and said, "I'll try to run over and trigger this Nutcracker again, and you'll get out when it opens." ”

"Good, good. "Of course, the helmet man is obedient at this time.

Darko refilled his frost armor and cast a swift spell on himself, then rushed forward when the time came. As it reached the Nutcracker, the alchemy machine suddenly opened to the sides, and then slammed into Dakko from both sides like a splint. However, the speed of this alchemy machine was much slower than the previous gear, and Darko dodged to the right to avoid the pinch attack of the splint and calmly retreated to the side.

The helmet man had also taken this opportunity to jump out of it, panting and complaining, "I thought my position was safe, after all, there were so many cannon fodder in front of me, but I didn't expect to be caught by it as soon as I came in here, it's really unlucky!"

"It's that you are too vigilant, otherwise it will not be able to clamp you with the speed of this alchemy machine. Darko looked around, pointed to the corridor and said, "In this whole corridor, except for the two of us, the other six people have become corpses. ”

The helmet man looked towards both ends of the corridor, and sure enough, he found six corpses distributed in various positions of this corridor, with different postures, he couldn't help but be afraid for a while, and scolded in a trembling voice, "What the hell is this death relic?

"The eight corpses belonged to different forces, and one of them was a cannon fodder samurai of the Nike Remones family. Darko frowned and muttered, "If I'm not misjudged, the teleport we entered should have been random." ”

"Random teleportation!" the man in helmet cried out in shock, "Doesn't that mean that all of us Stuart family in are scattered in different corners of this hellish place?"

Random teleportation is a teleportation that does not lead the way, except for the ability to ensure that the teleportee does not overlap with other things. As a result, the order of entering the Death Ruins, the formation and so on, all became useless. Darko couldn't help but sigh, even though the Nike Remones family knew about the situation in some of the dead relics, they didn't know that the way to enter was to teleport randomly. In this way, the cannon fodder must have been consumed, but it failed to play a pathfinding role. But this is also inevitable during the exploration of the ruins, after all, not everything goes according to plan, and more or less there will always be surprises.

The helmet man also agreed with Darko's statement, and began to exclaim in despair, "There are so many alchemy traps here, we can't even see the branches of this corridor, let alone how big this place is, how can we find other people?"

"You can roughly calculate it. "The corridor is about a hundred meters long, and there are eight people who have been randomly teleported here. From the outside, there were at least 10,000 people entering the teleportation channel just before entering. Roughly calculated, the length of all the corridors here is probably more than 120,000 meters. ”

"It's so long, and it's all kinds of forks in the road and I don't know where to go, so what are we going to do now?" the man in the helmet blurted out, and Darko's calm and analytical skills had unconsciously impressed him.

Darko thought for a moment, pointed in one direction and said, "You shoot an arrow over there and see if you can trigger the alchemy trap." ”

The man in the helmet shot an arrow at the end of the corridor in that direction, and the arrow fell to the ground on the wall, without triggering any alchemy traps on the way. Seeing this, Darko and the Helmet Man were both disappointed, and it seemed that only objects large enough could trigger alchemy traps, and they could not be consumed by the arrows they fired.

The man in the helmet said with some uncertainty, "The area I shot just now, there is a pattern drawn on the floor tiles, it seems to be a map. ”

"Map?" Darko tried his best to look at the tiles at the end of the corridor, but his eyesight could not be better than that of an archer, and he couldn't see clearly, so he said, "Let's go and see!"

"There are traps along the way, how do you get past them?"

"Just now I triggered two alchemy traps in the process of coming to save you, I found that if the defense is high enough, you can resist hard, and if the speed is fast enough, you can dodge, in short, as long as you rush over at the fastest speed, you only need to resist and you should be able to pass. ”

The helmet man was speechless for a while, and then said, "What kind of experience are you?

"No, if the level is too low, you won't be able to break through even if you break through. Darko looked at the uneven walls on either side with a puzzled expression and said, "For some reason, I have a feeling that the alchemy machinery here seems to be releasing water. ”

"Drain the water?"

"That's right, it's to release water. Darko pointed to the Nutcracker and said, "Like this one, it could have been a little faster, so I wouldn't be able to dodge." ”

Darko pointed to the arrow that had just been triggered by him and fell to the ground, "And this, if its spring can be more powerful, there is no problem that the strength of the spring cannot be reached." ”

"Hey, that arrow was shot by a machine spring, if I shot it, you can't prevent it anyway! Don't compare the crossbow arrows on the ship, the kind of crossbow that completely relies on the advantage of size to have a strong attack power, if it is an arrow of the same size, no matter how strong the alchemist makes the crossbow machine, it can't catch up with the power of the archer's shot, not to mention that we are still magic archers......" The helmet man had just said this, and suddenly skimmed the arrow that was pulled down by Darko and thrown on the ground, he pounced at once, and his eyes lit up, and he shouted, " It's an enchanted arrow! It's an enchanted arrow! Who is so extravagant? It's enchanting a disposable consumable? It's okay, it's not fast, and the arrow isn't damaged. Look at the enchantments above, Dancing Steel, Savagery, Armor Piercing, Landslide, Sharpness, Special Effect Strike, there are six kinds of enchantments! Every arrow is yes! If I use such arrows to fight, it will be enough to increase the output to a higher level!"

Dakko saw that the helmet man had finished picking up the six arrows that Dacko had pulled out, and was about to run over to pick up the arrows that didn't hit him and fell to the ground, he hurriedly dissuaded, "Don't go over there, beware of the trap!"

"What are you afraid of, hasn't this alchemy trap been triggered by you?, will it conjure up another batch of arrows?" Before the helmet man could finish speaking, a sharp arrow suddenly appeared from his open mouth, and the arrow shot from the back of his head and out of his mouth, this kind of fatal wound Darko could not save him.

Darko sighed deeply, just now the helmet man still looked frightened, but he didn't expect to get carried away when he saw the enchanted arrow. It seems that the alchemical items in this ruin have a fatal attraction to many people, making them like moths to a fire and do not care about the danger to their lives.

When Darko broke through just now, the triggered trap didn't shoot out all the arrows, which made him even more puzzled, could it be that the setting of these alchemy traps was really releasing water? With the puzzle in his heart, Darko glanced at the corpse of the helmet man again, and then prepared himself, and then ran towards the direction of the end of the corridor.

Poisonous mist, flames, pendulums, throwing guns, throwing knives...... All kinds of traps were broken into by Darko one by one, and through the strength of these traps, Darko was more sure of his own opinion. As long as you are at the level of a magician or swordsman, you can force your way through these traps regardless of your class, and the level of the great mage and samurai can also break through if you are good at defense or speed. As for the lower ranks, they will inevitably die here, and no one can save them.

Darko reached the end of the corridor, and casually refilled the Ice Armor that had just been consumed, and found that it was a three-way intersection, with corridors on both sides that extended vertically to the left and right ends, and each branch was also divided into multiple branches, each branch was also an identical corridor, almost like a maze. In the corridors on the left and right, Dakko also saw multiple figures, some still alive, and many more dead.

Ignoring the explorers of the other forces, Darko looked at the floor tiles in the center of the area, which were actually a map. There are long corridors crisscrossing it, and each branch road divides off into more branches, which seem to be connected in all directions, and the branches of the other branch roads are interconnected, and none of them are dead ends. One of the T-junctions is marked with a raised dot that represents where Daktronics is at this time.

Dakko scanned the map carefully, and soon found a square hall surrounded by a long corridor. In the center of the hall is an arrow with the words 2F written on it.

"What does this mean? Do you mean to go down the second floor from the location of that hall?" Darko's whole person froze instantly, such a vast area of the corridor turned out to be only the first layer of the Death Ruins!

Darko suddenly had an inexplicable premonition, as if the ruins of death themselves were a trap, and behind these visible traps, it seemed that there was a huge trap in the dark, waiting for the people who explored the ruins.

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