The cold and damp corridor smelled of decay like London, and Ma Xiaobo muttered, "Such a broken place is used to preserve cultural relics? Things aren't all rotten, the British have something wrong. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Li Daoyuan glanced at him, "Otherwise, why do you think the British invited Zhao Gong to ask for storage skills, or traditional storage skills, most likely because the environment below is too poor, and many modern preservation methods can't be used, if not, we won't have a chance to get those things back." ”

"Then why don't they change things to another place, I think it's good."

"Stupid!" Li Daoyuan slapped Ma Xiaobo on the back of the head, "Didn't the British say it, this is what they think is the safest place in the world, which do you think is easier to prevent moisture and moisture or prevent theft?" These Britant also know in their hearts that the collection here is the rare treasures of various civilizations, and if they can't keep it, there are countries that want to secretly take it back, and as a museum, they can't mobilize the army to take care of it, besides, the army may not be good, so they will definitely find a foolproof place, maybe the reason why the museum is built here is because there is such a place down here, you see, the style of this building is older than the museum above, you can cheer up, don't capsize in the gutter. ”

Pierre walked in front and heard the conversation between the two little guys and couldn't help but nodded, Li Daoyuan, this kid's thinking is quick, thoughtful, and he is a master of things, although Ma Xiaobo's mind is not so lively, but he is better than practicing single-mindedly, and his mana is strong, it can be seen from the division of labor between the two of them who fought on it before, China is really outstanding and capable of producing many people, compared to the Western Holy See This generation is not as good as the generation over the years, as an opponent Pelier really feels sad for them.

After walking about 100 meters, the group came to a wide corridor, and as far as the eye could see, there were stone caves carved into the walls on both sides one after another, and counted, there were 6 symmetrical ones on the left and right, a total of 12.

The eyes of the four of them were very good, and through the light on the wall, they could see that there were weapons of different shapes inserted in the stone cave, swords, halberds, axes, hammers, everything, and there was even a longbow in one cave.

"What is this, is it also an artifact? Why is it so casual? Ma Xiaobo asked curiously.

"Who knows, maybe it's the sword of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, the most famous in England, look, exactly twelve holes."

Belle glanced at Li Daoyuan and said with a smile, "Young man, maybe you're really right." ”

This time it was Li Daoyuan's turn to be stunned, "What do you mean." ”

Instead of replying, Belle instructed Mark, "Mark recovers his body, and these weapons have soul power attached to them. After giving the order, he turned around and said with a smile, "Okay, all the security measures along the way will be handed over to us, you two stay back, be careful of the arrows." ”

In the midst of their conversation, Mark had completed his transformation, and the mighty demon rushed forward with the saber in his hand, because a cloud of blue-white gas had already gushed out of the twelve stone caves, condensing into tall warriors, all of whom held the weapons in the stone caves behind them. If Lee were here, he would probably be extremely happy, because these warriors here are too similar to the Heroic Warriors in the Imperial Spirit Ring.

It's just that Mark who is their enemy at this moment is probably not in a good mood, with a loud bang, a heroic spirit holding a giant axe collided with Mark fiercely, Mark has absolute confidence in terms of strength, even if the other party has become a heroic warrior is not his opponent, the giant axe was shaken open a gap, just as Mark was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, his ribs sounded the wind.

Mark, who was experienced in combat, had no choice but to stop and give up the pursuit, swinging his broadsword to block a spear and a sword stabbed like a poisonous snake, but unfortunately, the heroic warrior who abandoned his humanity and only left his fighting instinct was more skilled than before he was alive, and in the direction of Mark's head where the empty door was exposed, a halberd roared down, forcing him back alive.

This is not the end, the heroic spirits have no habit of breathing, several heroic spirits opposite Mark suddenly scattered, and then Mark saw a half-large mallet hit him horizontally and swirled over, damn, this looks like a knight, a group of migrant workers, what kind of weapon is this.

It's a pity that the Heroic Spirits on the other side won't bother with his belly, not to mention, in the era of the Knights of the Round Table, tools such as axes and hammers were originally their weapons, and in that era when wooden sticks were common weapons on the battlefield, their weapons were already very high-end.

Standing in the back, Belier's face was not very good-looking, and the reality on the battlefield clearly proved to him that he was still holding on to his strength, and Mark alone not only did not deal with these defenders, but it seemed that he was still at a disadvantage, there was no way, it seemed that he had to take action.

Two clouds of black smoke formed in Belel's hands, and this kind of deceptive and lethal spell was his specialty, and no one but himself could guess whether the black smoke was a lethal or deceptive spell.

However, the Heroic Spirits did not intend to guess, they acted completely on instinct like robots, and one of the archers who had been looking for an opportunity in the rear Heroic Spirit turned his arrow and shot at it just as the magic of Belel was formed, and at the same time, another Heroic Spirit with a sword in his left hand also flew over with a dagger the size of a palm.

These two clicks seemed to turn on some kind of switch, and all the heroic spirits with long-range weapons set their targets on Belel, and bows, throwing knives, and even hatchets flew frantically towards Belel, as if he were a humanoid target, and beat him in a hurry, not only failed to free Mark, but fell into it himself.

A heroic spirit with two swords in his hand took a strange step, leaped past Mark in a few steps, and attacked Belel, the tricky angle and swift swing speed made Belel lose sight of the other, and the black robe on his body was damaged.

"What should I do, do you want to help?" Ma Xiaobo asked, usually when Li Daoyuan was present, he would be lazy and leave the things he considered to him.

"Hey, help, it's clear that these Knights of the Round Table are the British, and if they lose, it will be difficult for the two of us to get in. But well, don't worry, let's plan, these knights have some weaknesses that we can take advantage of. ”

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say."