"Yes, you can choose to leave at any time!"

This time, before the Forgotten Juggernaut could speak, the Mist Lord sitting on the rattan chair had already made a sound, but listening to it in Lu En's ears didn't make him feel much joy.

Because if he was really able to leave so easily, then the Forgotten Juggernaut didn't have to bother to bring him here by almost coaxing means, not to mention that although he didn't make a sound, Lu En still saw a hint of mockery in the eyes of the silent Forgotten Juggernaut.

Of course, an existence like the Lord of the Mist, even if it is just a projection, it is impossible to do something that breaks his word and fattens, so it means that the Forgotten Lord is sure that Lu En cannot leave here?

Crunch!

Even so, Lu En still didn't give up, chose to turn around and use his pale tentacles to push open the door that had been quietly closed again, and as far as he could see, there was a bright sea of flowers!

The original empty wooden house is now surrounded by verdant and bright flowers, which have come out of the soil in a variety of ways, and if you replace some people with artistic cells, you may be able to chant some beautiful poems on the spot, or splash ink, and the book will be handed down to the world.

But in Lu En's eyes, his heart fell straight down in an instant, as if soaked in the cold winter wax moon, cold.

The path they had come, or any path they could have walked, was now occupied by these huge flowers, and the long jagged tongues peeking out of those delicate stamens, and the warning signs that had gradually grown in Luen's heart, meant that these creatures were by no means as fragile and harmless as they appeared.

"Maybe you still have some hopes, but I warn you that these are just flowers that look like flowers, and are actually a powerful manifestation of rules, and I don't know what will happen if you want to force your way out. ”

"It's just that once you go out, there's no room to return, you have to think about it!"

The Lord of Oblivion is a sincere advice to Luen, after all, he has been secretly planning for so long, and finally found a Luen, so naturally he doesn't want him to die for no reason and worthlessly.

Lu En turned his head to look at the Forgotten Lord, and then at the Fog Lord, whose eyes were dark, and wisely chose not to say anything, let alone act such as yelling.

At this point, it was obvious that just when Lu En had always felt that he had an information advantage over the Lord of Oblivion, the other party in turn used the information gap to give him a hand, and immediately reduced the situation to a zero-sum room where either you die or I die.

And the Lord of Oblivion dares to be so blatant, obviously acting within the rules of the Lord of the Mist, and if Lu En makes some impulsive moves, it is very likely to anger the Lord of the Mist, leading to even more dangerous consequences.

Even if he entered the arena with the Forgotten Master, Lu En felt that his chances of victory were definitely more than sixty percent, but if he angered the Fog Lord, then I am afraid that the chance of survival would not even be one percent.

And this is not in the real world, but in the spiritual dimension, once you die, it will really fall, and even the possibility of resurrection will be wiped out, so you can't be cautious.

In other words, superfluous moves will only make the situation worse, not better.

"Powerful fog master, I don't know what conditions I need to meet if I want to get out of here safely?"

After thinking about it, Lu En chose to bow respectfully to the fog lord and asked.

"Break the rules or follow them!"

The Mist Lord looked at Lu En with a smile and said in a dry voice.

Lu En immediately understood that there were only two ways to go in front of him now, the first was to turn around and walk out of the wooden house and force his way through this sea of flowers, as for what would happen, no one could predict, and the second was to follow the rules of the bloody arena, voluntarily and forget the master, and have a death match!

In fact, Lu En suspects that once he enters the cabin, only the ultimate winner of the competition will be able to get out alive!

As a mysterious existence whose strength has surpassed that of the ancients, even if it is just a projection in front of him, Lu En still can't see the depth of the fog lord clearly, and the rules established by such an existence, can he really break it and then break out unharmed?

Lu was never afraid to speculate on others with the greatest malice, because from his own position, the purpose of the rules was to warn and restrict, not to break them.

In short, breaking the rules is inherently a false proposition.

It seems that there are two paths, but in front of Lu En, there is actually only one!

Since this is the case, then he immediately cut off the idea of retreating in his consciousness, took a deep breath, and looked coldly at the Forgotten Master: "I choose to participate in the competition!"

"Me too!"

Maybe I had expected this to happen, but as soon as Lu En's words fell, the Forgotten Juggernaut spoke at the same time, and the fog lord who was originally lying on the rattan chair suddenly lit up, sat up straight, and grinned.

"The contract is established!"

In the darkness, a mysterious and vast will seemed to descend, and Lu En felt that his body, his will, and all his secrets were hidden in front of this will, and he made a majestic declaration.

Boom!

Bang bang!

Suddenly, Lu En felt a fluctuation similar to a heartbeat, appearing in his consciousness, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the Forgotten Master, but it happened to meet his gaze, all cold and full of endless killing intent.

There has never been a moment when Lu En so truly understands a truth:

Only one of them will survive between him and the Lord of the Forgotten!

And the same is true of the feeling of the Forgotten Master's heart, under the action of an incredible power in the underworld, the relationship between Lu En and the Forgotten Master has been permanently solidified to the extent of [Immortal and Endless], even if they don't enter the arena now, they are destined to fight to the death!

Lu En could clearly feel the change in himself, it was a change that made him feel terrified, all the distractions in his consciousness, what Skynet, what Nightmare Lord, worries and withdrawals, etc., all disappeared without a trace, and now he had only one thought in his mind:

Kill the Forgotten Juggernaut!

"So, put on a great game, warriors!"

The fog lord stepped down from the rattan chair, walked on two legs of different lengths, and let out a deep voice that did not match his appearance: "If it is exciting enough, the final winner will be rewarded, this is my promise to you!"

At this moment, what stood in front of the two of them was no longer just a projection of the fog lord, but attracted the arrival of a certain powerful will, and with a bang, the fog lord's originally shriveled and thin body instantly rose to the end of the clouds, and the wooden house he was in seemed to have become another huge world.

From the extreme distance, there seemed to be the sound of battle, cheers, blades intersecting, fists to flesh, strong battles**, began to rise in Lu En's heart.

Bang!

From the end of the unclear sky, a huge head snaked down, opening a monstrous jaw large enough to engulf him completely.

"Tribute!"

"Take it!"

Lu reacted immediately and threw the basket full of vegetables into the giant mouth.

"I have to say, I can't wait!"