"Aren't you worried about Amacer?" Ricky asked as he ran.

"It's a little bit of a loss." Having said that, Mu Yan didn't see any worry on his face at all.

"Let's put it this way, I've checked the brand on the teacher's back, and if what Belica used to imprison slaves has the same origin as it, then the power is still good for Amatho."

"You mean...... Poison is a big tonic? ”

"It can be understood that way." Mu Yan pursed his lips and looked at the vines that were trembling regularly because they were close to his heart.

"I just don't know what this thing is for, if something else is mixed in the brand, then Amacer may not be able to absorb it."

While the two of them were talking, they came to a wall at the edge of the hall, and the floor was lifted by Mu Yan, revealing the vines that gathered like veins below, and these pipe-like existences continued to send nutrients to the back of this wall.

At the same time, he was aware of the unusual density of the elements around him. Raising his head, Mu Yan found that all the magic power emanating from the magic core on the ceiling was sucked away by this wall.

Theoretically, the flow of elements here should be very turbulent, like a river converging in all directions and merging into the sea, but at the moment the elements are calm, just a little chaotic.

Eldridge's magic core was filled with surging elements from Heru, but now he was surrounded by a mixture of dead and surging elements, and this confusion reminded him of a hint of association.

"Hell knows what's behind this wall, are you sure you want to check it out?" Ricky asked.

"Mr. Ricky is scared?"

"Fart!" The Tallinn laughed disdainfully, and a pair of black and white short swords stabbed into the wall, and the sword bodies intersected at the other end, and then the black and white energy on the sword met, and there was an explosion with a "bang", and the wall that covered the secret was broken in an instant.

Just like he had done with Gondor, the uneven energy of Sanhua and Yaksha caused an explosion that was enough to stun the legendary Assassin for a short time.

The wall was at least a meter thick, and the explosion kicked up scattered debris and dust, which was blocked by Mu Yan from the hemispherical wind shield. But it still couldn't stop a strong smell of blood coming from in front of him.

On the other side of the wall, as the people of Tallinn say, is a heart, too big to be counted. Dense vines converged from all directions, and the tentacles that flowed with mucus weaved into blood-red spiderweb-like veins, like human skin and mucosal tissue. Countless tentacles stick to the ceiling and walls around the heart as support and fixation. Thick pus and blood, like more excrement than secretions, spread out on the floor, and this is where the smell of blood comes from.

As the hearts swelled and contracted, a loud tremor struck the eardrums of the two men.

"What the hell is this?"

The Tallinn man opened his mouth wide, it was the first time he had seen such a strange thing in his years of adventure.

Before Mu Yan could answer, the huge heart in front of him seemed to sense the arrival of the two, and the soft flesh on his body squirmed, and an eye was generated in the middle.

Hitomito, glowing with black light, stared straight at the two of them, like beasts that wanted to devour people, and their eyes were full of greed.

"Welcome to my kingdom, mortal ......"

The voice sounded in the hearts of the two of them, and as soon as the words fell, a purple-black light shot out of their pupils, which was unavoidable.

From the outside, Mu Yan and Ricky looked as if they were asleep, motionless, but their eyes had lost their luster. The strange thing was that almost a second before this light appeared, Mu Yan suddenly took out a roll of pitch-black things and held it in his hand.

Outside the wall, Hedwig, who had lost her command, flew boredly, and suddenly, a strange noise beneath her caught its attention.

A vine scurried out of the ground, shrinking behind the wall, leaving a dark hole.

The stupid bird saw light on the other side of the hole, so he shoved his head into it.

……

In the cellar, Amacer stood in the air with his sword in hand, and in front of him was a blood-colored figure woven from vines.

It seems that the elf has not changed much from before, but if you look closely, you can find that there are three more wounds on his back, although it doesn't look terrible, each sword mark is only the size of a willow leaf, and half a knuckle deep, but considering that the strength of his body in the field is comparable to metal, these scars are terrifying.

The figure was also carrying a sword, and it was a slender woman whose face could not be seen clearly. To the elf's surprise, the opponent's swordsmanship was exquisite and terrifying.

During the teaching, he felt like he was dodging back and forth under a dead tree with fallen leaves, and if he was not careful, he was touched by the fallen leaves, and then a wound was added to his body. The other party simply developed opportunism to the extreme, every blow was like a spiritual snake out of a hole, and he was left as soon as he touched it, not giving him room to fight back at all, and the offensive was like a storm, if it wasn't for the hard resistance to the three swords just now, he might not be able to exchange for this moment of rest.

"Who are you?" Genie asked. Although the wind is light on the surface, he doesn't think so in his heart, if it weren't for his good cultivation as an elf, he might have started to scold his mother.

For example, "I made such a big fuss, and I said that I would send reinforcements!" Where the fuck did you die? ”

But in fact, he also had a "Gree-thehb" in his heart.

In the face of his inquiry, the female swordsman did not answer, but replaced it with a more aggressive attack.

Amacer had expected this reaction, and he took a deep breath and raised his sword in front of him with his eyes closed.

"Qiang"

The two swords collided, and the female swordsman's offensive was successfully broken up by him, but he didn't have time to be happy, he turned sideways by feeling, the sword body pressed down, and lifted it violently, narrowly separating the opponent's erratic sword tip.

For a while, the continuous collision sound was loud, and the frequency was much higher than just now. The female swordsman's figure almost disappeared into the air, and Amacer's sword also danced a phantom, like a pear blossom blooming and mercury pouring down. With his constantly twisting waist, it looks like a (flat-chested) girl dancing solo under the moon.

In the face of the other party's speed raising a notch, he has no time to think, every block relies on temporary reaction and intuition, and once there is a mistake in this way, it will be a break-like collapse.

Not to mention that his realm couldn't last long.

But such a high-intensity battle is also beneficial, and he has gradually become familiar with the expanded strength under high pressure after suddenly raising his level, and in the face of the test of life and death, he almost climbed from the "quasi-legendary" to the door of the legendary swordsman.

It's useless, but it can't be beaten......

With a misjudgment, Amacer was shot in the side of the face, and this time the metal avatar could no longer help him, and blood gushed out from the deep bone-deep wound, and then he found that the blood was floating uncontrollably towards the other party, merging into her body.

I don't know if it's a psychological reason, Amacer found that after absorbing the blood, the other party's body coagulated a little.

No, it's not an illusion, it can't go on like this, the other side will get stronger and stronger.

The elf exhaled slowly, forcing himself to calm down, and with a flick of his sword, he gave up his defense and took the initiative for the first time.

"Puff Puff"

The female swordsman stabbed him with three swords in a row without hindrance, but Amacer suddenly made a mistake, his body was half a short to avoid the attack, twisted his waist in an incredible arc, and the sword in his hand pulled out a sword flower, and the cold moon-like sword light suddenly enveloped the whole body of the blood-colored figure.

However, the opponent's ghostly body is not all used for attack, and the same is true for defense. She tossed and turned under Amacer's sword, and the two of them were like dancers working together.

But as Amacer's sword swept past her back, it seemed to cut something, and blood spurted out of the air. At the same time, the outlines of several vines were also outlined in blood.

Amacer then realized that there were several transparent vines connected to the other party's back, which were cut by himself at this moment, and the woman was like a baby who had lost her umbilical cord, letting out a painful scream.

How could the elf let go of this good opportunity, and stabbed the other party in the back of the heart with a sword. The long sword pierced through her body, and the woman's screams stopped abruptly, and suddenly turned into a pool of blood.

Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, the severed vines suddenly rolled over from behind him, tying him tightly like a dumpling, and the long sword also fell to the ground.

"Tsk, you're underestimating me."

Amacer, who was accustomed to being bound by Mu Yan, was not afraid of this kind of pediatric captivity at this moment, and the innate magical talent from the elves allowed him to condense an ice blade in the palm of his hand, although this was not even a ring spell, but it was enough to cut off the vines that bound his hands.

The skate blade was plated with a layer of metal under the catalysis of the field, and it was extremely sharp, and the vines broke off in response, and in a few breaths, he was successfully freed from the binding.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the vine retracted from the ceiling, and saw that it showed signs of sealing the hole. The elf picked up Siegfried's shriveled body and threw it over, successfully stuck at the entrance of the cave, and the vines had to give up resistance and flee all the way.

Amacer opened the hole with a few swords and drilled into it, and found that it was a deep tunnel, and he didn't know where it led.

Just as he hesitated to go in, a familiar voice came from the other side of the corridor.

"Goh?"