Xu Yichen seemed to have seen the first half of his life, and at the end of the road, a gate that radiated light was clearly discernible.

On the doorway of the gate, a prominent line of text flashes red, as if taunting the player: "You're dead." ”

Xu Yichen felt that this part of the game was probably written by the coders on the earth themselves, and it was not disturbed by the system, and it was full of the bad taste of the earth's fellow villagers.

He didn't expect that in front of the spell comparable to Tianwei, he was directly hacked close to the resurrection interface.

The mission just failed? The demon hunter clenched his fists and looked left and right unwillingly, and everywhere he could see with the naked eye, there was nothingness and darkness.

Only the blood-red font, as the only source of light, emitted a mocking light.

In the ears of the demon hunter, there seemed to be a voice urging him to step through the door.

No!

Xu Yichen shook his head stubbornly, his task was not completed yet, he couldn't just die!

Maybe he can't afford to refuse death, but he can wait, he has always been a patient man.

The demon hunter subconsciously touched his weapon, but his arm was scratched empty, and he smiled helplessly, sitting on the ground, facing the door, motionless.

The black-robed mage Victor strode in the direction of the black-armored warriors, and everywhere he passed, the corpses of the paladins were charred.

The entire Faraday cage was filled with the strange smell of burnt meat and the smell of barbecue, but fortunately, Victor had already eliminated his original respiratory system and replaced it with magic and machinery to protect his fragile respiratory tract.

Nangong Yujun was also severely damaged in the previous battle, and the energy wires laid with a large amount of Mithril on the demonic armor were melted in the previous attack.

The instantaneous energy value of the lightning completely exceeded the maximum limit that the armor could resist, but fortunately, the [Shura Warrior], a profession that integrates the characteristics of the Song Empire and the South Asian continent, itself has a fairly high toughness, and at the cost of the half-scrapped demonic armor, it finally saved a life.

The black-armored samurai tried to move his limbs a little, but found that he couldn't do it at all, losing the armor of magical energy, which weighed a staggering weight.

Nangong Yujun, who is in good condition, will naturally have no problems, but right now, he can't even feel his fingers, and his limbs are even more paralyzed.

The black-armored warrior moved his gaze to the demon hunter next to him, for the soldiers of New China, the political commissar on the battlefield represented a miracle and was invincible.

But he was disappointed, Xu Yichen was lying next to him less than two meters away, his face rushed down and he was lying on the ground, he couldn't see the injury, but his short black hair was steaming.

The palm and hilt of the hand holding the weapon were almost fused together, and neither of the fingers could be separated.

But inside this body, the blessing from Nurgle still tirelessly repairs the eight mature internal organs and body.

The whispers in Xu Yichen's ears became more and more intense, if it was a murmur before, at this time it was already a roar of stormy waves in his ears.

Step through that door and follow the rules of the game!

Step through that door!

Stepping over that ......

The demon hunter struck his ear with the palm of his hand, and the subtle force directly shattered the eardrum, and the whole world suddenly became clear.

However, the pain from the body began to interfere with Xu Yichen's will again.

As if replaying the scene before death, invisible lightning pierced the body of the demon hunter, but this time, his consciousness had nowhere to go but to be imprisoned here.

There's a play!

The physical pain could not erase the joy in Xu Yichen's heart, and he could feel a faint strength slowly repairing his body.

Pain will never be able to knock down a true warrior, and those who can't kill me will eventually make me stronger.

The black-robed wizard had no paladins, chaos, or any other mess in his eyes, and all that was left in his eyes was the sealed box bound by metal chains.

"My darling, look at what these pathetic mortals have done to you, they don't understand your beauty at all." Victor looked at this strange thing that had finally been lost after many years and sighed with emotion.

For the sake of this thing, he gave up most of his possessions and status, as well as the knowledge and expertise that countless mage councils had collected.

He gave too much, but before he could actually get results, someone stole the treasure.

He once suspected that this was the punishment of the witch kings, so he carefully hid and did not dare to show his head until half a year later.

As a result, he found out that it was nothing more than the work of a group of adventurers who were curious about the Mage Tower, and Victor's already fragile heart was almost stopped beating by his own anger.

Fortunately, after waiting for so long, today this treasure is finally back in my hands!

The mage's arm trembled towards the metal box around the black armor samurai's waist, and the chain that bound the metal box loosened itself like a snake and crawled to the side.

The metal box of the sealer's [Heart of Machinery] floated up out of thin air and slowly fell into the mage's hands.

"Hahahaha!" Victor's mechanically enhanced hearing could hear the weak heartbeat of the black-armored samurai, but he was too happy to care.

The metal parts that had been bound to the mage's legs flew out and were arranged in the air to form a floating disc, and the mage turned and stepped onto the disc.

The special properties of the [Heart of Machinery] make it impossible to place it in the space equipment, and Victor's only thought now is to put his treasure back in the mage tower and protect it with countless secret traps and golems!

He's wasted so many years that he'll have to hurry up and delve into the secrets of the Heart of Machinery.

Faraday's cage also melted into the mage's laughter, and finally turned into a hollow metal ball the size of a palm, chasing the mage's steps and floating over.

At this moment, the Demon Hunter, who had been lying on the ground, slowly raised his head, half of his face in contact with the ground was still bloody and blurry, but the other half of his face had recovered to its original state.

With one eye, Xu Yichen saw a black-robed wizard holding a metal box in one hand and a staff in the other, rising higher and higher on the frisbee.

The black-armored warrior gave a silent thumbs up when he saw the demon hunter who raised his head, there was only so much he could do.

Seeing Xu Yichen nodding affirmatively, Nangong Yujun finally breathed a sigh of relief and fainted.

The barefoot demon hunter didn't make a sound, holding the [not so mutilated pendant], and silently chanted, "Flash! ”

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