In the desert, you can appreciate its majesty, at a glance are boundless yellow, as if in the world of sand, and you are just an insignificant grain of sand, the undulating sand dunes are like the sea that is surging by the still waves, and the huge sand waves that rise up seem to be moving from the next moment, and swoop down fiercely to drown a qiē.

The desert under the soft breeze is calm and magnificent, the wave-like texture lines, people have to sigh the magic of nature, walking on the soft and delicate yellow sand, every breath can feel the enthusiasm of the sand, every step can leave a clear footprint on it.

On this calm desert, a series of clear footprints stretching against the texture to the end of the dunes, waiting for the wind and sand to drown them.

Following this series of footprints, a sudden black dot appeared in this yellow ocean, the whole body was shrouded under the black robe, the emaciated body made the bottom of the robe almost mop the ground, and the black robe of the current person was different from a black cloak, his black robe was an authentic mage robe, and there were strong magic fluctuations on his body.

His speed is not fixed, sometimes slow, sometimes even a teleportation, appearing on the other side of the dune, aside from why a high-level mage who has mastered teleportation at least the fourth order or above would appear here, experienced people can see at a glance from his not very clever actions that he is most likely following someone.

Suddenly, he stopped, stood in a daze for a while, seemed a little overwhelmed, and then a teleportation appeared at the top of the sand dune, and at a glance, he saw a small green dot thousands of kilometers away, he thought thoughtfully for a while, but did not approach the oasis. Instead, he rested in place, a gesture that proved his stalking.

A full afternoon passed, and the cold wind of the night blew quietly, and the mysterious mage stood up, looked at the oasis in the distance, and frowned, something was wrong, the other party had been in the oasis since he entered the oasis. The aura was completely gone, and it didn't make sense that she could not have stayed in the oasis for that long.

Is it really yourself?

She smiled wryly, but there was a flash of relief in her eyes.

He stood hesitantly for a while. He eventually slowly moved towards the oasis, not hiding his whereabouts. Just step into the oasis slowly.

The silence around was terrifying, only the rustle through the grass, and the occasional startled chirping of insects, and there was a strange aura in all directions, and the experienced mage knew that this was the so-called killing machine.

He kept a slow pace through the grass, not caring at all about the enemy in the shadows, and then came to the small lake. Looking around, there was no trace of a bonfire, not even a sign of someone staying on the ground, and the last trace of luck was finally shattered.

Just as he crouched down. When he was about to drink the water in his hand, the attack that had been gathering momentum for a long time finally moved, and three arrows from three different directions, each in a zigzag shape, struck towards the back of the mage's empty door, and by the night, these nine arrows were silent, dissolving into the darkness.

In the blink of an eye, the arrow was already less than half a meter away from the mage's back. Nine arrows blocked all of its dodging tracks. Time seemed to slow down, and the mage who squatted down to drink the water didn't seem to notice the nine arrows in the slightest. Still looking at ease, he put the water he picked up into his mouth.

At the moment when the arrows were close to his back, the mage's body suddenly twisted strangely, and three of the arrows flashed, and the other six were solidly shot in his back, two of which were even straight into the head.

Something strange happened, and the remaining six arrows were nailed to the mage's body, but they were bounced off as if they were shot at an iron block. ****

However, the attack did not stop, and immediately followed the arrows, and five fiery spears enveloped him in all directions from several other directions, and the mage's gaze froze, staring closely at the six spears approaching him, and finally his gaze rested on the penultimate one, as if the other four were not there, but barely flashed his attention to the one, and the remaining four were inserted.

The same situation appeared as the arrows, and the other four were not even powerful, and they bounced out after being shot, and the one he dodged in the lake, as the red light flashed from the lake, the entire oasis shook, and calmly the lake suddenly burst into strong bubbles, and a huge explosive air flow suddenly rose, lifting the entire lake surface, and the tonnage of lake water was washed up dozens of meters in the air, and then fell down, and the entire oasis was beaten into a mess by this man-made majestic rain.

If someone with vision sees this kind of power, I am afraid that they will immediately exclaim, what kind of flame spear is this, it is clearly the Amazon's bursting arrow.

The rain confused the vision, in the sound of raindrops, the slight "popping" sound in the forest was completely masked, and as the sound sounded, nine more arrows approached the mage, but if you carefully distinguish them, although these nine arrows are exactly the same as the first wave, they are not like they were shot at the same time, and there seems to be a slight gap between the front and back order, which is not absolutely impossible for people to see.

However, the pouring rain had already blurred his vision, and no matter how powerful the mage was, he couldn't tell the slight difference, and he was slightly stunned, and in desperation, he had no choice but to flash one of the arrows like the first time, only to be hit by the other six arrows.

This time, the arrow was not bounced off like the first time, but it was really shot into the mage's body, but the mage's equipment seemed to be good, and the six arrows ** in the black robe were not deep, and at a glance, they knew that they did not cause him any damage.

After the heavy rain, the dry oasis has turned into a wetland, the level of the small lake has dropped by at least a decimeter, and the mage by the lake has turned into a soup chicken, with six arrows stuck in his body, and the wolf bèi that does not look like it looks like is no longer the mysterious image it was at the beginning.

The mage, who had been so humiliated, did not seem to be annoyed, and there seemed to be a flash of pain, remembrance, and relief in his eyes, and his expression was complicated, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth—it seemed that he could not let the other party be complacent.

Thinking so, slowly raise your hands. A terrifying wave of magic emanated from him, and the brilliant red fire gathered at a speed inversely proportional to his slowly raised hands, and in the blink of an eye, the red light illuminated the entire oasis of the evening, like a second sun, completely losing the light of the sun that had not had time to sink.

When the dazzling red light reached its peak, it suddenly condensed, a diameter of tens of meters. The round boulder that shimmered with flames floated above the mage's raised hand, and the huge heat that was emitted instantly boiled and steamed the water of the lake next to it.

Meteorite - that's the first thought that comes to mind when you see this burning boulder.

Hold this sun-like meteorite high in your hand. The mage under the cloak smiled calmly, and muttered a slight sentence at the corner of his mouth.

"Meteorite - burst."

The catastrophic fuse was triggered. After these words, the originally stable meteorite cracked countless cracks without warning, and the flames that erupted from the cracks roasted the plants within a radius of 100 meters into charcoal, and the next moment, the entire meteorite exploded, cracking into hundreds of red comets the size of their heads, scattering the lush oasis in all directions and turning into hell, and each of the flame stones that flew out. The magma boulders of the Druids were even more powerful, and with the sound of hundreds of bombs exploding at the same time, the original oasis was now only a sea of potholes and fire.

Put your hands down. As if he had accomplished something insignificant, the mage looked at the sea of fire around him with a relaxed face, his sharp gaze seemed to see through the raging flames.

As time passed, the sea of fire slowly dwelf, and in the midst of the gradually extinguishing sea of fire, a black shadow suddenly appeared, slowly approaching the mage.

The golden earth flew in flames. Make the figure look like an inviolable god of war. Blue eyes stared at the mage without a hint of emotion. The cold gaze revealed the breath of a beast, the instinct to kill.

Even though she was made wolf by the mage's meteorite explosion, her figure was still arrogant and erect, and her eyes revealed a determined killing, the jungle of the jungle, hunting and being hunted, she had long seen through the only laws of the jungle, and the blood on her hands and the scars on her body had already numbed her to the fear of death.

This is Sharna, those unyielding eyes, the ruthlessness that regards life as reckless, like a beast that knows no pain and will never retreat, making people chill before they fight.

Seeing Sharna like this, the mage's expression fluctuated violently, his eyes suddenly burned, and his chapped mouth moved a few times, as if he wanted to say something, he clenched his fists, his expression darkened, and finally changed back to that ancient expression.

Taking advantage of a little short time, Sharna quickly adjusted her messy aura, in order to dodge the terrifying style of the opponent's indiscriminate attack, she could only hold her breath and bury her body in the deep mud, fortunately she had prepared a lot of traps before, and of course, self-protection methods.

The faint sound of breathing, as well as the "snapping" sound of unextinguished flames, echoed around the two, no one spoke, and a solemn slaughter permeated the two of them.

The fire took away a lot of oxygen, and Sharna felt a suffocating vertigo in her breath, but with her unwavering perseverance and Amazon's unique way, she quickly smoothed out the messy breath, and her breath gradually became small and long, until it disappeared, and even the most sensitive beast could not feel it.

Pitfall? Although she had set up the entire oasis in an area of predatory death in the space of an afternoon, these traps had been destroyed by the mage's meteorite explosion, and even if there were still some left, Sharna no longer planned to use them.

She has a feeling that the mage enemy in front of her is very familiar with the traps of the Amazon, otherwise, no matter how powerful a mage is, it is impossible to see through the two waves of traps in front of her with her eyesight alone, as for the third wave, it is completely an opportunity to grasp the right time and place, such an opportunity will not appear a second time, what puzzles her is that the enemy has obviously mastered the high-level skills of meteorites as a mage, why not use teleportation to dodge her own attacks, she doesn't think that a mage who has mastered meteorite skills will not learn to teleport.

Trick your prey? Sharna was not angry, when she was four years old when she was driven out of the tribe and danced with beasts in the forest, all the beasts with stronger strength and higher IQ were not too hungry. She had a penchant for playing prey, and she was still a weak body in the eyes of the beast at that time, and she suffered countless such treatments, many times even more dangerous than the current situation, and the difference in strength between the two sides was even greater, but she won both, or turned defeat into victory, or fled along the way. After a few years, she slashed the other party under the knife, and all the beasts that played with her eventually became her food. ===

It's just that. This wasn't the forest environment she was best at, and the enemy wasn't just a clever and cunning beast anymore. Perhaps, this will be the most difficult battle in her life, Sharna never thought that she would lose, even if she faced the three demon gods, thinking of defeat before fighting was an insulating word for her.

Silently, she held a golden spear in her right hand behind her back, and her blue eyes narrowed. Under the light of the fire, a layer of blood red was revealed, and the center of gravity was slowly lowered at an imperceptible angle, and even the brilliant golden ponytail bundle that was originally unruly and unruly in the beacon fire seemed to be affected. Gradually settled down, clinging to her back, the aura that Sharna showed at this moment was completely a ruthless beast with beautiful and smooth lines.

Seeing Sharna like this, the mage, shrouded in magical energy, was speechless for a while, clenched his fists, his nails sinking into the flesh, and gurgling blood. Dye the robe red.

Forcibly suppresses feelings. The magic on his body skyrocketed, and the terrifying energy that surrounded him even made his toes slowly lift off the ground. The intertwined colors of fire and thunder roared and roared around his body.

"Can you sue me, how did you show me?"

The mage finally spoke, it was a middle-aged man's voice, a little hoarse, but more delicate, even suppressed a trace of tears, some tenderness - how many years, finally, finally came into contact with him face to face, how similar the eyes and head were, it was simply imprinted in a mold.

There is no doubt that if the voice can determine a person's appearance, the appearance of the middle-aged mage shrouded in the earth's magic fluctuations will undoubtedly be delicate and handsome, and perhaps add a touch of vicissitudes and sadness.

The middle-aged male mage - let's call him that, is a little curious about how Sharna appeared himself, although his tracking skills are not very good, but he is thousands of kilometers away to capture the traces of the other party with his mental power, for an adventure of more than twenty levels, it is absolutely impossible to be revealed, and after entering the oasis, even his own spiritual power can hide this, which is not something that ordinary Amazons can do.

If someone could hear his heart at this time, I am afraid that they would be horrified, and the spiritual power that extended to a thousand kilometers away, wouldn't it be the same as Farah who had already mastered the pseudo-realm? Who is he sacred?

"That's because I ......"

Emotionless words spat out of Sharna's mouth, and just as the mage was expecting an answer, he was greeted with a touch of gold.

The golden level of the short spear, which can throw weapons, the maximum number of throws is forty, and the golden weapons are already rare, not to mention the throwing weapons, even a certain mob protagonist is reluctant to throw one, and Sharna has made a lot of money now.

The throwing damage of the gold-level weapon, even the middle-aged mage did not dare to resist, the floating body trembled slightly, and the next moment it had already appeared a hundred meters away, which was the most relied on skill of the mage - teleportation.

However, it seems that Sharna, who has already seen through the mage's route, has appeared less than ten meters away in the next moment after he teleported, holding a golden short spear in her hand, and her figure is following behind several sky-breaking arrows, leaning forward like a cheetah, from recognizing the whereabouts, to galloping rapidly, shooting arrows, switching short spears, all in one go, this judgment, this speed, this skill, even the mage can't help but secretly applaud.

Big fireball.

The mage had five fingers, and a giant fireball with red and white, several times the size of an ordinary fireball, instantly condensed in his palm, and threw it towards Sharna, the huge fireball immediately engulfed the arrow, and then slammed into the ground, with a violent explosion, the flames flew into the sky, and the yellow body was dissolved into crystals, and Sharna's location became a shiny round pit. ^^^^

"Whew-"

A trace of vigilance flashed in his heart, and the mage's body suddenly looked up, and a golden light and shadow almost swept past his toes, and the mage did not stop, but continued to raise his body until it was a hundred meters above the ground.

The next moment, he was enveloped in an overwhelming rain of arrows, making it unbelievable that this machine gun-like rain of arrows was fired. It turned out to be shot from a battle longbow.

With a slight wave of his hand, a wall of blue light dots rotated around his body, and the fifth-order skill of the mage ice system, the Ice Armor, not only has super protective performance, can bounce away long-range arrows and spells, but also will cast a revenge ice arrow after suffering a long-range attack, which can be said to be one of the practical skills that mages who specialize in are necessary to master.

After the Ice Armor is deployed. The scene suddenly became spectacular, and countless arrows rained up, shooting at the mage's armor and being bounced away. Then the revenge ice arrows released by the ice armor poured downward, and the firepower above and below was suddenly intertwined. In no way inferior to modern ground air defense ground warfare.

Sharna dodged the rain of ice arrows, while throwing arrows and spears accurately, the mage is not a armor in hand, for the spear, as well as magic arrows, ice arrows and burst arrows and other Amazon bow skills, he will still know how to dodge, the long-range protection of ice armor is not omnipotent. He didn't specialize in ice magic.

The battle depends on being in a state of anxiety, but even a fool can see that Sharna is at a disadvantage, and the middle-aged mage just casts an ice armor and dodges some spears and skills at will. Sharna, on the other hand, must consume arrows and body lì and magic, and in the long run, she will be defeated first because she runs out of magic, body lì or arrow spear.

Resisting for a while, the mage who was in the advantage suddenly sighed slightly, in fact, he didn't understand why he appeared in front of Sharna, obviously at the beginning, he only wanted to take a few glances from a distance, but he couldn't suppress the impulse, from a few glances to follow. From tracking to face-to-face. And then fight, which is not the result he wanted.

Comfort yourself with an excuse to test your strength? Now the goal has been achieved. This child has indeed grown up, spread his wings tenderly, and spread his wings in a direction that he can't reach, and those in their twenties will reach this kind of strength, if they fight with the idea of not wanting her to be injured, even if they are in a hurry, this is already comparable to the strength of forty or fifty level masters, how can they have this strength at that time, seeing her like this, what is not satisfied?

It's just that those guys dare to ......

The middle-aged mage's expression changed unpredictably, one moment with relief, his eyes were full of kindness, but the next moment he became extremely resentful, and his gaze full of hatred and anger made people's hearts shudder, and after changing like this a few times, he finally calmed down.

The next moment, the cold ice armor on his body disappeared, and in his place was an endless spiritual storm, and the vast spiritual power was compressed nearly a thousand times, gradually forming a transparent energy ball with a diameter of two or three meters around the middle-aged mage, as if it was a substance, and from a distance, the figure of the mage in the ball also became blurred and tall.

At this moment, all the arrows that came into contact with the sphere, as if they had been inflicted on the Time Slowing Technique, suddenly slowed down, so slow that the mage could grasp it with his hands, and even the raging flames on the bursting arrow were suppressed to a pale and weak sound, and gradually disappeared after a soft sound like a firecracker. *****

Pseudo-field, moving.

At this moment, the mage was like a god, ignoring the locust-like arrows and swooping down on Sharna.

The huge spiritual power that the middle-aged mage burst out almost instantly increased the gravity of the mind several times, but Sharna still shot without changing her face, and the ability she learned in the life and death struggle in the jungle, if necessary, she could even let her body and even her mind temporarily "die".

After seeing that her strongest burst arrow could not be wielded, facing the mage who swooped over, Sharna's face froze, and she decisively replaced it with a golden spear, her center of gravity was put down suddenly, her right hand grabbed the end third of the spear, and her left hand gently pressed against the front section, the tip of the spear thought slightly, staring closely at the figure of the mage swooping over.

Closer, closer.

In an instant, Sharna's eyes widened suddenly, and the still spear came to life, the tip of the spear shook slightly, the left hand was on top, the right hand spun sharply, and then gently loosened, and moved to the back end, the tip of the spear was facing the position of the mage, and it was pushed violently.

Piercing blast. Changed - spin explosion.

The rapidly rotating spear head turned into a flash of lightning, and the spear body disappeared into Sharna's hand in an instant, and the next moment, Sharna's right hand was raised high, pushing the end of the spear with her palm, and the tip of the other spear pierced into the realm of the middle-aged mage. It was less than a minute away from his face, but it was tightly grasped in his hand, and he could no longer move forward, and the whole spear was still spinning restlessly, rubbing a puff of scorched smoke in the mage's hand.

"Smack-"

A crisp voice sounded, and the golden spear could no longer withstand such torture, and broke off in response,

Let go of the half-cut tip of the spear in your hand. The middle-aged mage looked at his right hand, which was about to become ripe, and couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly, and a swaying figure shook in his mind--this move. It's familiar.

The moment he lost his mind, a white light swept towards his neck. It turned out to be a turning blow from Sharna, who was holding a long dagger at some point, the middle-aged mage smiled indifferently, and her figure approached instantly, enveloping Sharna in her own pseudo-realm, and suddenly, she only felt as if her whole body was stuck in a swamp, and every move took several times more strength than usual, and her movements inevitably slowed down. Holding the dagger, his left hand was easily grasped by the middle-aged mage.

At the same time, the mage's other hand pressed on Sharna's forehead, and the light shone slightly, and Sharna, who was about to struggle, suddenly stopped. There was a blank look in his eyes.

The power of the pseudo-realm, take your time, child, this is the only thing I can do for you now, the middle-aged mage's eyes flashed with lightning-like brilliance, and the power of the pseudo-realm, mixed with some realizations that can only be felt and cannot be passed on orally, passed from the palm of his hand to Sharna without reservation.

Generally speaking. This kind of compulsive teaching is dangerous. The power of the pseudo-realm is so great that it is generally risky. For example, if someone is not strong-willed, after being coerced by such a terrifying force, I am afraid that he will be shrouded in the shadows for the rest of his life and will not be able to advance an inch, and he will not be able to take a step forward in the pseudo-realm for the rest of his life.

But Sharna is different, all the encounters she can't have at the same level of adventures give her an extremely firm and powerful perseverance and self-confidence, this kind of domain coercion not only can't make her a shadow, but will stimulate her understanding of the pseudo-realm, although this realization can't allow her to quickly grasp the power of the pseudo-realm, but it can make her use of power to a higher level in a short period of time, and over time, when she reaches the power that can form the pseudo-realm, She may be able to cross this ordinary adventure in an instant, an obstacle that she will never be able to grasp in her lifetime.

As for why Farah and Kashya, who also possess pseudo-realms, don't teach Sharna, it's because this is an ability unique to the elves, and other races can't imitate it at all.

My daughter, my treasure, my pride, Antinoa. Emperor. Fanya. Forgive me, a sinner who has never fulfilled a bit of fatherhood, and I am sorry for you, and I am sorry for your mother.

By the time Sharna woke up from her haze, the middle-aged mage had already gone to the empty building, and if it weren't for the traces of the battle around her, and the vague things in her mind, she might have thought it was just a dream.

What did that mage do to himself just now? It seems that there is a force that is so terrifying that he can't resist at all, surging into his mind, and he can only resist with his will and perseverance, and in the continuous defensive battle, he seems to be gradually familiar with that power, what kind of power is it? There is such a wonderful way to use it in the world......

Sharna closed her eyes, immersed in her own comprehension, as if she had grasped something, and she didn't catch anything, I don't know how long it took, she shook her head slightly, and put aside all the chaos, anyway, this sense of familiarity has been deeply imprinted in her mind, and it is the best way to slowly realize it in the battle in the future.

Then, she recalled the strange behavior of the mage, and there was no murderous or hostile intent towards herself, and even the slightest sense of connection between them, and the sense of closeness to her heart that made her involuntarily let down her guard, made Sharna feel puzzled.

The blood-red full moon gradually rose, and the cold moonlight mixed with the cold wind of the desert night, hit Sharna, who was standing on the battlefield, she woke up, looked up at the moon, and a trace of melancholy rose inexplicably in her heart.

Gracefully put his hands behind his back, skillfully untied the golden ponytail, the smooth head gently slid through his fingertips like a golden waterfall, gently draped over his shoulders, and his face brushed over the cheeks that were sticky with a little dust, and the cold moonlight shone on it, reflecting the brilliant light of gold and illuminating the earth. illuminated her noble and beautiful face, and the blood moon in the sky reflected each other without showing weakness.

Maybe it was the appearance of a middle-aged mage, or maybe it was because of that cold lonely moon, Sharna suddenly felt that her heart was empty, only the cold wind was constantly pouring in, and there was a strange feeling in her heart, which added a weakness to her sea-blue eyes.

Shaking his head slightly, the long draped hair rolled into golden waves. Driven by this strange and unfamiliar atmosphere, she suddenly took off her shoes on a whim. Untie the wrapped straps, revealing a pair of immaculate jade feet. Then, with her shoes in her hands, she walked back and forth on the sand barefoot like a naughty child, looking at the strings of small footprints on the sand, she was stunned, showing an extremely cute expression, and then involuntarily began to gesture back and forth on the sand with her jade feet.

For a long, long time, when the moon rose in mid-sky. She still didn't stop, but kept backing harder, gesturing with her feet on the sand more skillfully, in front of her. Left behind a string of endless words, all written with the same title, the same name.

Where are you now? I want to see you, brother!

"Yawn !!!!"

On the third floor of the cell, I let out an earth-shattering sneeze that was no less influential than the beads of Farad's full-screen taunt feature.

At this point, we're in the middle of the third floor, um. Of course. This is Kane's sue sù me, my words. It's good to be able to tell that you're still in the palace prison.

"Is someone missing me?" I rubbed my nose and muttered happily.

"Don't be complacent, maybe some woman you've ruthlessly forgotten is cursing you." Farah turned his head and sneered, he was alone, and he was naturally extremely jealous of my woman.

"Can I interpret this sentence as a weak wail?" I immediately returned the color.

"Alright, you two don't quarrel, Farah, and focus on what you're doing." Akara tapped his crutches lightly, and the two of us immediately swallowed our anger.

In front of us was a separate cell with runes carved into the walls, no windows on it, and the only entrance was a closed door, the entire room was protected by several esoteric magic arrays, which looked like a cell for felons.

But in fact, before this, this house had been covered by a hidden magic array, and if it weren't for Farah having cracked this hidden magic array, we would definitely not be able to see where this strange "cell" was now.

To sum up, it is very likely that this strangely constructed "cell" is where the Heradic teleportation array is located.

Now, Farah is crouching in the corner, cracking the magic runes engraved on the "cell" with a sigh, and at the same time being wary of the movements around him, and the kung fu to turn around and tease me, this professionalism is really admirable.

"Akara, look at those two bastards

Turning around, Farah pointed to the tables and chairs that had been set out of the inventory, and Kane and Kane were sitting around them, laughing and drinking tea.

"Oh, Wu, don't mind pouring me a glass too."

Akara looked back at the two of us, stunned, and just as Farah thought she was going to do justice, she didn't expect to say this, and she was already laughing on the chair I had taken out.

"You guys......" Farage suddenly gasped.

"How much work can you do, who said that you are the only one out of the four who can do this job." The three of us said in unison.

Stimulated, Farah looked no, and fought hard with those magic runes, and in less than a cup of tea, he jumped up, shouted, and then ran over, picked up the pot and poured it, as if doing so would make me poor.

"There's a whole bunch of monsters in there, and one of them is a mini-boss level."

After pouring a breath, Farah wiped her lips and said, looking at me, the meaning couldn't be clearer, small boss level, if you kill it, you will definitely be able to drop a lot of good things.

I thought for a moment and shook my head: "Forget it, kill it and get it out quickly." ”

I don't have the confidence to be able to kill the small boss without moving, if I accidentally collapse the entire prison, other things are small, in case the monsters are brushed on the palace in the future, then the whole Lu Gaoin will be in chaos.

Probably taking into account my concerns, Farah nodded, and took the lead in opening the sealed door, we followed, and looked inside, Khan, the monster's corpse was already lying on the ground, among which there was a very conspicuous red fire-colored giant monster - the eye of fire, the body size is more than double that of ordinary invasion, it should be the little boss that Farah said.

In other words, in the little time that I shook my head and refused to open the door, Farah had quietly killed dozens of monsters inside, including the mini-boss, this old monster!

When we saw the facilities in this so-called "heavy cell", our faces couldn't help but become even more dull.

Toilet...... Lavatory?!!!