All the treasure hunters who came in were immediately scattered and assigned to this special space, or various areas of the secret realm, a total of more than 400 people, scattered in this empty wasteland, each of them seemed to be alone.

Most people still saw the situation very calmly, especially when they saw the faint outline of the giant building in the distance, and after some consideration, they made their own choices, and some people silently sorted out their bags and walked towards the black castle; Others stay where they are for the time being, sending out various signals that have been agreed in advance, and beckoning their companions to come over first.

Of course, there are also some people who are not calm, and can even be said to be a little excited, a little excited, such as the people sent by the Mage Guild and the great sage of the Gate of Mysteries, who saw such a magical miracle space, and forgot for a moment that they were here to grab the treasure, but carefully observed everything around them with awe.

The bald abbot who was the first to enter the plane did not move for the time being, he just stood silently on top of a black and bare mountain, closed his eyes, sensing the movement around him, his expression was sometimes serious, sometimes showing a sarcastic smile, and finally he regained his composure, opened his eyes, and looked at the middle-aged warrior who was already standing in front of him.

"I wonder what your Excellency wants?" The bald abbot asked calmly, facing the fellow demigod-level warrior.

"Whatever that treasure is, it's something from our southern continent, the property of the Vosa Empire." The warrior also spoke calmly, but the hostility in his words had been revealed, and a terrifying murderous aura began to be faintly released from his body.

In the face of such a killing intent, the bald abbot didn't move, completely regarded it as nothing, and still maintained a calm posture and asked, "Even if it falls into the hands of the church?" ”

"There is no need to use such low-level means to sow discord." The middle-aged warrior said coldly, the two-handed heavy sword behind his back had already been lifted in his hand, "Compared to you, I am still young, and the time to comprehend the realm has not been long. ”

This is an obvious threat, or the kind of threat that sounds a little strange, but this is a fairly effective threat, as he said, he has only mastered the field for a short time, and he must not use it many times, if he really wants to do it, he will naturally be unscrupulous and full firepower; The head abbot of the anti-sightseeing head has obviously entered the demigod level for quite some time, and his domain naturally does not dare to expand casually, maybe in the next second when he expands the domain, he will be banished into the void by the plane.

No matter what kind of secret treasure it is, it is a dead thing after all, where is it more important than a demigod-level powerhouse? Before he was sure whether this secret treasure was worth the gamble, the bald abbot naturally did not dare to act rashly, and in the face of this aggressive posture, he could only endure the displeasure in his heart, took two steps back, sat on the ground very casually, and made a gesture of invitation very gracefully, saying: "Then please sit down with Xiaoyou and talk to me about the scriptures." ”

The middle-aged warrior snorted coldly, if he can contain the strongest combat power of the Beilu people here, his goal will be achieved, and he will definitely not be able to fight hard, so he put away his two-handed heavy sword, and sat on the ground, but he had no interest in chatting with the bald head, and he sensed the surrounding situation by himself.

Soon, both of them sensed a powerful wave of power at the same time, with a smell of piety and holiness, like a lighthouse in the night, so that all those who entered the plane could sense it, it should be that the old priest was calling on the people of the church to gather closer to him.

"Is this priest confident?" The bald abbot sneered and said, "Telling others your location so unscrupulously, I'm afraid you have forgotten that there are other demigod-level powerhouses here besides you and me?" And he is also a strong man who hides his aura and power so perfectly, without any flaws..."

"Master Jonah is more powerful than you can imagine." The middle-aged warrior said angrily, "As for the other person, a person who has reached the demigod level but still hides his head and tail like this, I don't think it will be a difficult thing to deal with." ”

"Hmph~ Then let's wait and see." The bald abbot had no desire to speak more, closed his eyes, and patiently waited for the situation to change further.

At the same time, the man dressed as a scholar in the Hokuriku team had just stood up from the side of a corpse, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and a badge of the mage guild officer in his hand, representing the identity of the corpse at his feet.

"Magic? That's it. The scholar spoke, with a slight force between his fingers, pinched the badge into pieces, and wiped off a white handkerchief from his arms, carefully wiped the blood stains on his hand, and then threw the handkerchief on the corpse at will, and walked in the direction of the old priest's fluctuation.

On the other side, Charlemagne, the chief knight who had fought with the protagonist twice, looked down at the thick arm that ran through his entire chest with an incredible expression, and streams of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

He could not have imagined that he was heading in the direction of the wave emanating from Saint Jonah, intending to go over to join him, because the war horse had been lost and he could only run on his legs, only to run into this muscular and bare arms Hokuriku warrior on the way.

Charlemagne didn't expect the other party to tear up the previous agreement with such a barbaric attitude, and he was caught off guard and died on the spot.

"You can be regarded as a powerful character, but compared to those of us who have been tempered by the Northern Continent, you Southern Continent people are too weak." The muscular man from Hokuriku whispered in the ear of the chief knight, and then the right arm that pierced through the opponent's chest suddenly exerted force, and the majestic fighting spirit directly blew the corpse of the chief knight into a mist of blood.

"Secret treasure, when the capable person lives in it, and enters this completely closed strange place, it is natural to fight to the death." As the muscular man spoke, a fiery red fighting aura rose from his body, instantly evaporating the blood stains on his body and turning them into wisps of red mist around him, and he also carried this wisp of red mist and continued to move towards the assembly place of the church.

Fights like this have been carried out in several places, some of them were done by the people of the North Continent, and some of them were done by the people of the South Continent, and many parties were injured by each other, and in a short period of time, most people had an idea: there is only one secret treasure, and it is said that each has its own ability, but in this completely closed place outside the law, in an environment where the rules are completely uncontrollable, isn't it the ability to kill? Even if you don't get the most crucial prize in the end, the money and equipment collected from the dead are a lot of income, isn't it?

At this time, Bai Yi, who was in a palace, also felt the power fluctuations that broke out in the battle, shook his head helplessly, and whispered to himself: "As expected, a strange environment full of dead silence; A powerful and unknown treasure; A group of greedy people who have the power to wield..."

He seemed to have anticipated that his coronation would turn into a bloody battle royale, or rather, it was what he wanted to see, and that was the game he had arranged for these treasure hunters.

But this time, he himself planned to participate, so he said to the three barbarians who were frowning and looking at a page full of barbarian characters in their hands: "If you really can't remember, forget it, as long as you don't speak, just do what I say." ”

"Ahh Hopefully, brother, you're so nice! Huska said, tearing the paper to shreds, "My head is going to explode at the sight of these words." ”

"Brother, be sure to remember what I said, this is also so that we can continue to enjoy a stable life in the future." Bai Yi continued.

"Got it, got it! Rest assured, our memory has always been good. Huskar said confidently.

After arranging the relevant matters, the figures of several people disappeared into the palace, making the already empty palace even colder.

At this time, the bald sage Kezi from the Gate of Mysteries is in trouble.

After entering this space, the big bald head did not either huddle with his companions or rush to the black castle like everyone else, but stayed where he was, carefully observing this miraculous space while sighing.

He was right next to a large circular crater, and he simply jumped in, picked up all sorts of weathered debris from the ground, and put it in his hand to ponder it, trying to analyze the exact time of its formation.

But he didn't enjoy the silence for long, and soon he heard a terrible scream from above his head, and he hurriedly flew out of the pit, just in time to see a guy dressed in black robes and dressed extremely suspiciously, killing people on the edge of the pit!

"You! Stop! The big bald head shouted angrily and pounced.

After all, he had been in the army, and although he was a civilian official who did not go to the battlefield, he still cultivated courage in that atmosphere.

It's a pity that he really overestimated his actual combat ability as a scholar, and casually released two protective magics, and was about to chant a powerful spell, but before he could pronounce a few syllables, he was punched and his nose bleeded, and he flew upside down, and fell to the ground weakly.

"The nerd of the Gate of Mysteries dares to do something with someone?" The murderer sneered and said, "But you are also a little bold, I'll let you die a happy death!" With that, he quickly approached the big bald head that was lying on the ground covering his nose and moaning, ready to kill the killer.

At this time, the big bald head was in a panic, completely forgetting that he was also a powerful and strong man, but he had no actual combat experience, and he was completely frightened by the other party's terrifying momentum, and he didn't react at all?