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There aren't many types of monsters in the Hall of Grief, and after we walked around for most of the day, we came across two kinds, one was the previous reptilian corpse.

There is another kind.,It's an evolution of the King of the Moon.,King of the Night.,The second pronunciation is very similar.,But after all, it's an advanced monster.,The strength is much stronger than the King of the Moon.。

The King of the Night's armor is blue, which makes people feel cold, and he holds a double-edged axe and a flail in both hands, and like the King of the Moon, he is proficient in the barbarian's fifth-order skill madness, and the two weapons in his hands are wielded vigorously, faintly with the momentum of wind and thunder.

After they started the frenzy, the tall bodies protected by the blue armor swirled around two whirlwinds, and their movement speed and attack speed were amazing.

I am now these kings of the night, compared to the king of the moon, to a little naïve feeling, the most intuitive expression xiàn in their walking and running posture, when walking, they like to be like bulls, bow their heads and rush straight, the two horns of the horned steel helmet on the top of their heads are facing forward, looking majestic.

But for me and the little fox, who are faster than it, it's more like a bull that doesn't look ahead, and the little fox's favorite thing to do is to stand by the wall, and when these bulls rush over, they suddenly flash, and then they can't stop their bodies, and the two horns are stuck in the wall and can't move, and they are slaughtered.

Ahem, let's talk about it first, good boy, don't learn from this unscrupulous little fox, you know, those bloody words on the wall are all precious cultural relics.

If those historians see this scene, I'm afraid that even if they are weak, they will fight to the death with the little fox.

The Creepy Corpse and the Night King didn't hinder us much, but the maze of terrain that went back and forth was so dazzling that if it weren't for the little fox, I would have been lost.

Look at the floor beneath your feet, the floor is almost rotten. I'm just going to let out the poisonous vines. The little fox is very poisonous vine for slippery and slippery. Still disgusted.

And the poisonous vine is also more depressed. Of course. Not because of the little fox. It doesn't care what the little fox thinks. It's because of the Hall of Grief. There is no food suitable for it. Creeping corpses. too dry; Lord of the Night. Too big. Too hard. None of them are good.

After perceiving the innocent message conveyed by the poisonous flower vine. I was silent for a long time. This guy. After Advanced. Is it too? I remember that I didn't refuse to come here before.

In fact. We were on the third day. I've found an entrance to the basement of the Hall of Grief. Pity. Little fox who has not been brainwashed by RPG games. Scoffed at my "boss is always on the last floor" verdict. Persistently searched the entire Hall of Grief. Only then did he return to the original entrance.

You know that the game homestead is awesome, right? Naturally, I will not let go of this opportunity. As not listening to me. Two more days wasted. The little fox's hand feels so good that it bursts into the ears of the fox. I rubbed it red.

Actually, I wanted to touch my tail and say it by the way. It seems to feel very good. But after bringing it up. In exchange, the little fox blushed and had a pretty face. My face turned red. A small red palm print......

At the entrance, there are still four big characters carved on it.

The Hall of Pain.

Needless to say, it's the proud work of Nirasek who has the same hobby as me, and it's said that this guy is so well written,

Whew!! The words are actually better than mine? The person who betrayed the [Serpentine Cursive Naming Club], I, Wu Fan, will come to the moon today to do the way and kill the evil.

Let the poisonous vine take the lead, and we enter the Hall of Pain.

The structure of the Hall of Pain is similar to that of the Hall of Grief, and the walls are also engraved with shocking blood letters, but these words are condensed with the will of the earth, and they are no longer as crazy as the Temple, nor like the Hall of Grief, with endless pride.

These words record the history of the Guardian Tribe's struggle to resist the army of hell after the decline of the Guardian Tribe, and the current tribesmen have gone from hundreds of millions in the whole body period to less than one million now, and the tribesmen suddenly realized that they used their own blood and tears to write this period of endless remorse, until they decided to evacuate the Stone Temple of the World.

After a passage of words, the pain that cannot be dispelled lingers in our hearts, and our ears seem to be able to hear the souls of these bloody characters, the mournful cries, and the howls of pain and remorse, which continue to echo in the depths of the passage, echoing forever......

"Poor people must have something to hate, and this is true."

I was silent for a long time, sighed, and the little fox on the side tilted his head, as if pondering my words, and then nodded in agreement.

"Fools occasionally have a flash of inspiration, if that's true."

“……”

I said, if you don't complain about me, will you die?

The monsters of the Hall of Pain are obviously denser and more powerful than the Hall of Grief, in addition to the Creeping Corpse and the Night King, there is also an evolution of the Hammer Reaper [Quarrel Reaper], which is really ......

In addition, there are also the five evolutions of the Servant Demon, [Frozen Evil Spirit], which is only now revealed, it turns out that the Servant Demon actually has eight forms, until the eighth strongest form [Huge Frozen Evil Spirit].

Sure enough, they are Barr's cannon fodder-level thugs, and the type and number are so extraordinary, it is estimated that they can be ranked in the top five when it comes to crowd tactics.

The first must be our pink and cute mother of adventure, the petite army of sunken demons, and the second is the well-deserved forest skinning [dwarf], as for the next three, cough cough, leave a suspense......

In addition to these four, we also saw an extremely disgusting monster, more disgusting than the maggots on the carrion, with an upper body similar to a human skeleton, floating in the air, and a bulging ball of flesh attached to the lower body, with tentacles floating underneath the ball.

I don't even know how to describe their disgusting Cheng dù in three words, I'd rather eat raw liver in front of the carrion than look at them, probably that's how it feels.

Not only do we take risks, but even monsters shy away from this kind of monster, because the best skill of this kind of monster is to silently wander around the monster and quietly implant worms in the monster's body.

These worms will immediately burrow into the planted brain, absorb nutrients and grow evil consciousness, and when the implant dies, these disgusting parasites will immediately eat away at the planted brain and eventually burst out of the brain, becoming a new type of monster.

When we first encountered this kind of monster, we just felt a little disgusting and strange, these monsters moved around in a flickering way, and did not join the army of other monsters to fight against us together.

Even, the moment the monster put all its attention on us, they immediately changed their warm speed, floated behind the monster like lightning, and the tentacles under the meat ball behind them stabbed lightly, and left in a hurry, making us inexplicable, what kind of monster is this?

When we saw those monsters that had been stabbed unconsciously, falling at our feet, the whole head suddenly dried up, and the eyeballs also sunken, as if weathered, in an instant

A skull with a shriveled scalp on the outside.

And the next moment, the whole shriveled skull burst open, and several monsters with the shape of flesh and blood beasts seen in the demon fortress came out of it, and we finally remembered the name and origin of the disgusting monster.

Oh, forget jì explained, the name of this disgusting monster is stinky filth, and to be honest, I don't even want to mention it, just think about it, in case these things implant worms in their own bodies, and then burrow into their brains and eat them wantonly, just thinking about it will make you think that it is better to die immediately.

However, there is no need to make a fuss, these stinky filths do not pose a direct threat to the adventure, with their strength, they simply cannot implant the worms into the adventure's body, otherwise, I am afraid they would have become extremely terrifying beings.

The little fox is more afraid of quarreling with the god of death, because this group of guys likes to put their tentacles into the ground the yin people, after accepting the soul contract, the little fox's surrounding attributes, including life and defense, have been greatly improved, but compared to the monsters of the fifty or sixty levels, it is still slightly insufficient.

The Night King's attack is higher, but the little fox is not afraid, because with her speed, the Night King is just a toddler.

But the quarrel is different, their attacks are silent, sometimes hiding in dark corners, we haven't seen their existence yet, dozens of dense tentacles suddenly burst up on the ground, if the little fox is all hit, I'm afraid it will also be killed in seconds.

Therefore, we walked very slowly, and the tentacle ancestor of the poisonous flower vine hit the front, strangling a quarrel of death between the cradles.

However, this temple feels a bit like a copy map in the game, and the explosion rate seems to be a bit high, and the elites encountered along the way, not to mention the blue equipment, will also explode blue equipment, and the gold-level flying axe also starts with one, this kind of throwing agility equipment is naturally assigned to the little fox, but the level needs to be leveled, and she is still a lot worse.

Seeing the little fox's happy appearance, I couldn't help pinching her plush ears and teasing her: "What kind of fun?" Could it be that with the strength of your elite team, you don't have a piece of golden equipment on hand? ”

"Of course, don't underestimate people." The little fox, shaking his little fist, grinned and demonstrated at me.

"It's just that the golden equipment of the assassins is relatively rare, and they are all assigned to the white wolf, oh, by the way, the full-grade sapphire that I deceived from you fool last time was inlaid into the wrist blade by me, hum~~"

The little fox said triumphantly, especially when he talked about "cheating" from me, and seemed to recall the situation at that time, with a pair of beautiful eyes bent like crescent moons, and there was some panic in them.

As he spoke, he shook the azure wrist knife on his right wrist that emitted bursts of cold air, looking like a threat if you don't mess with me, or I will stab you.

“……”

So that's the case, I originally thought that with the little fox's competitive and strong character, as well as the posture of a female tyrant in the team, there were at least three or two pieces of golden equipment on her body, and I couldn't see that she, the captain, was really conscientious.

I was a little moved, thinking that the equipment on her body was so shabby, I wondered if it would be better to use some unused golden equipment on her body to dress the little fox beautifully, more like a little princess of the fox clan.

Of course, it's not for nothing, I'm not that kind of person, although the little fox is careful to calculate, but also definitely not a person who accepts other people's alms, this price, you have to discuss it well, for the sake of friends, just give it a ninety-nine discount, if you buy it now, you can also come with an extra bottle of light healing potion, moved, know the benefits of a friend like me.

There was no distinction between the sun and the moon inside the temple, and in the end, even the little fox didn't bother to count the time, anyway, he rested and slept four times, about four days, not far from ten, and we finally found the entrance to the next floor.

"Well, do you want to bet again?"

I looked at the entrance, glanced at the little fox next to me, looked at her furry ears, and stared maliciously at her fluffy and fluffy tail.

"I'm not going to bet on you scoundrel."

Taken aback by my gaze, the little fox subconsciously hid his tail tightly behind him, looking at me with a vigilant and angry look, and a charming scenery that made me extremely useful.

"Then be honest and obedient, and go into the next level."

Whether the little fox is willing to gamble or not, it is my victory, and if it is blocked, her ears and tail will definitely suffer, and if she doesn't bet, it is a tacit acquiescence to my theory that "the boss will always be on the last layer" is correct.

The name of the last floor, called Watt's Hall, is still newly engraved by Nilasek, and as for the origin of the name, I can't guess the meaning from the surface, Watt? It's a bit like a person's name, is it Niracek and his old son?

As soon as I stepped into the confines of Watt's Hall, a very dense necromantic pole rushed towards me, spreading all over every corner, and the expressions of me and the little fox gradually became solemn.

Nilasek, it should be here, the question is, with such a strong evil necromantic aura, how strong is Nilasek's strength.

I glanced at the little fox, and from the contract, there was immediately a firm thought that she would not give in.

"Bad guys, if you can die together, you are not so alone." She tugged at the corner of my garment and lowered her head, refusing to let me stare at her creamy face.

"Fool, if Niracek is too weak, go back to the city first, okay? I promise you, you won't die. I rubbed her ears low on my chest and whispered.

"Hmm."

The little fox responded, she knew that this was the maximum she could be willful, otherwise, she would become a burden to the other party.

The walls of the Hall of Watts are also full of blood words, but these blood words are already a record of the guardian tribe after they came to Harlogas, and they are full of the will of the earth, which is the cry of swearing to take back the temple, swearing to recapture, recapture, recapture!!

If the temple is not recaptured, and the tribe dies to hell, it will be resented, spurned, insulted, and killed by its ancestors!!

This is a curse on the descendants of one's ancestors!!

Seeing this, the little fox and I couldn't help but have a cold war again.

From the interior of the Temple of Nierasek, to the Hall of Grief, to the Hall of Pain, and now to the Hall of Watt, what is shown to us is a magnificent and desolate history of the Guardian Tribe.

The Watt Hall gives us a relatively small feeling, it's just a feeling, but the instinct of adventure is usually not wrong, so it's not surprising that we'll meet Niracek in the next moment.

Our footsteps are surprisingly slow, our movements are more gentle than the dim torches that have been swaying on the wall for thousands of years, our bodies are almost attached to the blood words on the wall, and the little fox is still vigilant about whether there is a trap in front of us, to the highly poisonous flower vine, I don't know whether to say that the artist is bold, or how to get it, all the way to the big grin,

A little bit of the momentum of the head snake.

"Tick-tock-tock-"

In the depths of the quiet and damp passage, there was a panicked sound of dripping water, but this sound was different for a moment, and faintly, there seemed to be some "Daradala" chaotic overlapping sound.

The little fox and I listened attentively, and the voices seemed to gradually approach us, and in a few moments, our faces changed dramatically.

It's a big swarm, a big swarm of monsters!!

In just a split second, we made the decision to quickly retreat back the way we came, and where we had just passed, there was a cul-de-sac, and there was no good place to deal with the fight.

It's just that I don't know if there are any long-range attack monsters like the Quarrel Reaper among these large number of monsters, and if they appear, I will not hesitate to urge the little fox to use the city scroll to leave.

The Assassins' weak defenses were too weak to cope with the attack of more than ten quarrelsome Grim Reaper's tentacles.

We had reached a dead end, I was on guard in front, and the little fox was not idle, as early as the beginning, I poured a few bottles of powerful mana potions, and then began to set up her traps, and the more she dragged on, the more traps she placed.

After a while, the spell traps with skill levels at least eight or above were evenly distributed throughout the passage, and I could already imagine the scene of those approaching monsters wailing in pain in the sea of fire and lightning.

Gradually, the footsteps became clearer, and from the chaotic footsteps of thousands of undisciplined hooligans running together, we finally discerned a clue.

This is the sound of "clicking" footsteps like a duck with legs, and there is only one kind of footstep sound that we have encountered in the entire Harlogas monster, and that is to describe the toad-like servants who are magnified dozens of times, as well as their evolutions.

If I'm not mistaken, those monsters should be a large number of servant demon sixth-order bodies-frozen evil spirits, if they are them, you can breathe a sigh of relief, because they are melee monsters, and the corner flow tactics can be wielded.

But you can't be too careless, it can't be ruled out that it is mixed with quarrels and deaths, after all, the footsteps are too messy, and the quarrel and death are good hands of yin people, and when they walk, they are naturally silent.

The ground has begun to tremble slightly, when these frozen evil spirits appeared on the opposite side of the passage, the little fox and I were stunned, the passage six or seven meters wide was crowded with nearly ten frozen demon spirits, and behind them, there was a sea of monsters that could not be seen at a glance.

At this tense moment, a very humorous thought popped up in my mind: Could this frozen demon spirit that crowded the passage be the legendary canned frozen evil spirit for six dollars and eight cents?

The little fox's trap began to threaten, and the outermost third-order trap skill [Flame Recovery] immediately burst out into a wave of flames more than one meter high, and pounced on the oncoming frozen demon spirit with no inferior momentum.

Not to be outdone, the fourth-order [Thunder Light Guard] was not to be outdone, a string of buckets of thick lightning whistled and flashed in a straight line towards the depths of the passage, as if a thick bamboo skewer passed through the roasted meat of the frozen evil spirits, and the passage suddenly emitted bursts of scorched smell.

A thunder guard,Can produce ten bolts of lightning in a row,Little fox's thunder guard skill,Just a good point to 1,A small leap,Hit the enemy by lightning,Thunder and lightning have a certain chance to pass to the side with the damage received by the body,These are equivalent to expanding the range of attacks in disguise.。

As for 1 Mine Light Guard, the damage of each lightning bolt is 1, and if you wield the maximum power, two lightning bolts are enough to kill an Frozen Evil Spirit.

And in the end, the ice demon spirit, which had finally escaped from the sea of fire and lightning, was scorched black and smoking, and strode forward with the machete in his hand, but he stumbled on something, and before they could react, their consciousness had already collapsed.

This is the Assassin's second-level trap skill, Electric Guardian, which can use radio waves to attack enemies in close proximity.

This round of flame resurgence, the combination of thunder guards, and electric energy guards has already brought down nearly a hundred frozen evil spirits, however, this is only the first round.

From the corner of the passage to the end of the alley on our side, every twenty meters, there was one such combination trap, and the little fox took advantage of this time to set up a total of three sets of such traps, enough for more than three hundred frozen demon spirits to fall in this death trap passage.

This is the art of the assassin's trap, which can accumulate skills, lead them in, and then burst them all at once, an advantage that no other class can imitate.

Of course, it must not be possible to arrange traps indefinitely, otherwise hundreds of high-level assassins, spend half a year's effort, and arrange hundreds of thousands of traps in the same place, then I am afraid that the real body of the great demon god Barr is coming, and it will have to be killed instantly, God will not let this kind of bug-like loophole appear, so in the unit area, the assassin can only arrange 1 trap at most.

This is the rule, the balancing act set by God, in this dark world, he is the truth, he is the only one, I am afraid, as long as he says that the water is flowing backwards, then this will really happen.

After the second set of traps of the little fox, more than 200 frozen evil spirits had fallen, but the frozen evil spirits in the depths of the passage were still like cans, and there was no end in sight.

"There are two messages, one good and one bad, which one do you want to hear?" With magic in my hand, I smiled back at the little fox.

"Which two? Anyway, it's just some boring theory. ”

The little fox who had just turned white under my theory was still angry, and turned his head away with a disdainful look, but the pair of fox velvet ears shrugged straight with energy.

The condensate liquid fireball in his right hand was gently sent, and a vertical wall of fire suddenly ignited on the ground, although the wall of fire was only more than one meter wide, compared to the aisle of six or seven meters, it seemed to be easy to dodge, and suddenly don't forget, these frozen evil spirits have been crowded like cans, and those who are unlucky enough to be roasted by the wall of fire, how can there be room to dodge.

In the snap of a finger, dozens of frozen evil spirits were shrouded in the wall of fire, turning to ashes, looking at the monsters that rushed into the fire one after another, and the experience points that continued to jump and rise, my mouth cracked into a smile, compared to a finger.

"The good news is that there doesn't seem to be a quarrel in the frozen spirits, and if you stay, your safety may be guaranteed." Without waiting for the little fox to speak, I continued to flick my second finger up.

"The bad news is that the number of frozen evil spirits is probably no less than tens of thousands, and if I don't have enough body by then, you still have to give me a good return trip."

“……”

After a moment of silence, the little fox was well-behaved and polite...... Punch me with the middle finger.

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