The howl stopped, and Duroc's voice echoed throughout the chamber. And in the secret room, Rhys, they now feel like they have been hit in the back of the head, and they are dizzy.

It took them a long time to bring their minds back to reality.

Rhys looked at Duroc trapped on the stone platform, bypassing the chains that covered the ground. Before coming to the stone platform, before the four chains that went straight up.

He reached out, wanting to get closer to Duroc. But there was something in front of him, stretched between the two chains, separating him and Duroc. His hand slid over the invisible wall, but there was not the slightest loophole.

It was a snow-white world without any impurities, and everything around it seemed so ethereal, without the slightest sound. In this place, even the sound of the slightest blood flowing through the base of one's ear can be heard.

And the sound of breathing has become the main theme here. Duroc stood in the middle of this white world. He looked left and right, but there was no difference.

"It's been six hundred years, and someone finally opened it!"

The voice was vigorous and powerful, and it seemed to come from all directions. Duroc looked back and forth, but didn't see anyone.

"Who?"

"Who am I? Aren't you from the Suo Lan family? The other party was very different, and there was a slight anger in the language.

"I ...... No! Duroc was obviously a little embarrassed or guilty, but he gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The other party didn't seem to hear his question, and asked to himself, "Why did you come here?" ”

Duroc still held his knife in his hand, but it was not trapped on the stone platform like he had just been. He clenched the long knife in his hand: "I didn't mean to come here, I hope Mr. can let me out of here." ”

"Get out?"

"Yes!" Duroc replied firmly.

And just as Duroc spewed out of her vocal cords, a chain flew around her neck from nowhere. Duroc instinctively reached into the encirclement of his chains. The chains tightened, binding Duroc.

Duroc struggled, trying to break free.

"Impossible!" The voice was suddenly close, very close. Get so close that the other party is right in front of Duroc.

A cold sweat broke out from Duroc's body, and it felt like someone had suddenly put the tip of a knife against his back.

Along the chains, he saw in front of him an old face with ravines and ravines. Every wrinkle could almost hold a grain of rice, and the long pale hair and long beard almost covered most of the other person's face. Wearing a dark blue robe, it shows his noble status. And the chains were in the hands of the old man.

The old man's face twitched, and the old man said, "There is only one way for you to get out, and that is to defeat me!" ”

"Hit... Fail... You? The chains around Duroc's neck tightened, and his left hand continued to sink deep into his neck and squeeze the arteries, causing blood to continue to gather in his head, making it difficult to even speak.

"Do you think I could... Beat you? Duroc struggled to finish his sentence.

"It's up to you!"

The chains were loosened from his neck, returned to his old hands, and vanished without a trace.

Duroc fell to his knees with his hands on the ground. Panting for air. His whole body trembled, even the right hand holding the knife kept shaking, which was the least likely place for him to tremble, because only when the hand holding the knife was stable could he ensure that he could kill the enemy or resist the enemy's damage.

"I'll give you a chance!" Look at it, and his words are almost never emotional, as if they are always trying to take the lives of others.

"If you win, you'll be able to leave?"

"Not only can you leave, this will be yours too!" He stretched out his right hand, turned it upside down, and a chain came out of his palm. It's like a moving snake poking its head out of a snake hole.

"I don't care about that thing!" Duroc took one last breath and stood up, shooting his piercing gaze into the other's eyes.

"Then why are you here?"

"I want to know why you're here, who the hell are you?" Duroc asked

"Me? Who is it? The old man raised his head and closed his eyes: "Sometimes I don't know who I am, but I never forget my sins!" ”

Duroc looked at him silently, but did not speak, because he knew that the other party would definitely tell him to know.

"Let me tell you a story!" The old man opened his old eyes and stared at Duroc with a deep gaze, and his thoughts seemed to fly to the distant past.

"At that time, the last battle between the dragons and the human race was filled with gunsmoke. The Terrans threw in almost all their forces, but they were still attacked by the Dragons and reached the national capital, Bofeng City. It is almost impossible to imagine what kind of disaster it was at that time, and everywhere the dragon army passed, they were all buried in the flames.

However, the king of the human race, Chi Zhi, did not give up, he gathered all the master casters in the country, hoping to forge a holy weapon that could influence the situation of the war.

But the holy object is not something that can be cast just by thinking about it, it requires special materials, unique materials. Above the palace, there is no one who can provide such materials.

At this time, as the patriarch of the Suo Lan family, the first caster of the human race, Suo Lan Qingfeng, took the initiative to ask for help, and he promised the king that he could create a holy weapon in half a month.

Everyone is different, but this patriarch is confident. So he touched the taboo that the previous generations of Suolan patriarchs had no right to touch—the sealed magic stone.

He took the stone away from where it had been sealed and threw it into the furnace of the forge. Wield the Infernal Fire, which is rarely used by all forgers. Even under that fire, the magic stone showed no signs of changing. And every night, there is always a roar and howl from the furnace that seems to come from hell.

Each clan considered this a bad omen and hoped that the patriarch would abandon the plan.

But the patriarch had made up his mind and never wavered.

According to ancient legends, there is only one way to melt a magic stone. That is the sacrifice of life, the sacrifice of life. So the patriarch, in order to fulfill his promise to the king, decided to sacrifice himself for his life.

So he told his brother about it, and he said to his brother, "I think you are the only one who can do this, brother." ”

His brother knew what his brother was thinking, but he didn't do anything out of the ordinary. He just quietly listened to his brother and said, "You are the only one in this family who is capable of casting the holy weapon, and I hope you can finish the task of casting the artifact after me." ”

"Brother, you ......"

"Tomorrow the magic stone will melt, and I'll go somewhere else. If you want me to be good, don't ask......"

The brothers were silent with each other, without a word.

Then, in the evening of that day. The younger brother knocked the elder brother unconscious while the elder brother was not paying attention, and jumped into the casting furnace himself, which was really a sea of fire. He could feel the sound of his soul burning, and he struggled, but only for a few seconds.

So his soul was forever sealed in the magic stone, accompanied by a voice that seemed to come from hell. The magic stone was melted.

And his brother also lived up to expectations by casting a holy weapon, the Soul Eater Lock. He gathered more than 300 people to witness the moment when the artifact was sacrificed, but at that moment it became eternal.

The moment when the holy weapon was sacrificed was the moment of the disaster of the Suo Lan family. Because the soul devouring lock identified the soul of the Suo Lan family, it devoured the souls of all the Suo Lan family members present at the moment of sacrifice, and then sealed it.

And at that time, only one person did not die. He is not from the Suo Lan family, he is the commander of the second Terran legion sent by the king to witness and merge with the holy weapon. He witnessed the death of Suolan's family, but he did not abandon the holy artifact because of this, but fused with the holy artifact.

The Hallows helped humanity to victory, as everyone expected. And the Suo Lan family lost most of their clansmen because of this. ”

"But this brother is you!" Duroc interrupted the old man's lengthy story.

"Yes, I am the soul of Suo Lan Gaoyue, the elder brother of the Suo Lan family at that time, the one who was permanently sealed and cursed." The old man sighed.

"But why do I have to defeat you to get out of here?" Duroc was still puzzled.

"That's another story, but I'm not going to tell you right now, and if you beat me, you might have a chance to know."

The old man said, and the chains in his palms danced like snakes.

"Doesn't seem like there's any other way?"

"What do you say?"

As if it had come to life, the chains burst out of the way, aiming straight for Duroc's throat.

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