At the bottom of the vault, in the unknowable depths, Moriarty descended the stairs step by step, as if he were a ghost walking alone into the abyss.

At this moment, the absorbing power that was being imposed on all around him was already terrifyingly powerful.

Even visible to the naked eye, a thin clear black line rises from the top of the Lone Wanderer's head, connecting to the unknowable void like an eerie straw. And within the black line, the almost liquid black flame was continuously extracted, and in the blink of an eye, it was swallowed up without a trace.

What's even more bizarre is that in the face of such a process of oppression, Moriarty can still walk steadily, and he does not see his previous state of exhaustion and dying. But if you look closely, you will find that in his eyes, two pure black flames are swaying faintly, exuding a faint but palpitating terrifying aura, like a projection of hell.

At this time, at the lower end of the secret house, the space has also been greatly reduced. The original hundreds of pipes, stairs, and columns finally converged and pointed to a core, as if a huge sea vortex was gathered in the center of a vortex.

I don't know how long later, there was a soft "click", and the soles of Moriarty's feet finally stepped onto a dark platform, and there were no more stairs under his feet.

"Have you arrived?" There was a slight fluctuation of emotion on his cold face, and then his lips opened slightly, exhaling a trace of hot and abnormal turbidity.

As if sensing the arrival of an uninvited guest, suddenly, the unknown space that had been pitch black suddenly shone brightly.

As the light came up one after another, what appeared in front of Moriarty was an unimaginable super magical room.

As far as the eye can see, this real yàn room, hidden in the deepest part of the secret room, covers an area of more than several square kilometers. In terms of area alone, it looks like a small plain.

However, after a cursory glance, he saw a variety of magical facilities of different sizes and shapes, and the number exceeded a hundred. Just looking at the appearance, you can judge that many of the devices are the top magic devices before the Ice Apocalypse, and most of them are now extinct on the land.

At the same time, in the different areas of the real yàn room, there are a large number of material materials, species specimens, or alchemical semi-finished products Luo Bu. And even after 500 years, these objects still seem to be of excellent quality just by looking at them from the outside. It was as if there was some kind of magical power that could resist the passage of time and permanently freeze the real yàn room at a special moment.

It can be said. Even Grand Arcanist Figaro's top-of-the-line mage tower in Hockenheim was nowhere near the scale and quality of the super real chamber in front of him. Thus. Compared with Márquez, the contemporary extreme powerhouses are inferior to even the most "superficial" wealth.

But what caught Moriarty's eye the most was not the precious magical equipment or the mountains of alchemy materials, but the purple flames that were silently suspended in the air at the heart of the real yàn room in the distance.

The purple fire was shaped like a budding lotus flower. It's just the size of a fist. But it is as light as a behemoth, occupying the entire field of vision of the viewer.

The color of the flame is purple. There are diamonds shining like stars all over the inner cup, and the magnificence is extraordinary.

And for some reason, he just looked at the purple fire from afar. Moriarty, however, felt a tremor from the bottom of his heart, and even felt the desire to bow down to the flames, as if he had seen a god who had come into the world.

What's going on!? What the hell is that!?

Clenched his fists fiercely, and suddenly a large area of black flame emerged from around Moriarty's body, vigorous as a vigorous military banner, hunting and hunting.

"Even in the face of the fifteenth-level Extreme Dao Demon Yahyadul, he has never had such a 'self-defeating' feeling. But now just by looking at the purple fire, there is a power that pervades, as if it wants to make all things surrender. Could it be that this purple fire is the greatest legacy of the Demon Emperor? ”

Finally, under the heat of the black flames, Moriarty was so hot that her soul trembled and continued to stand still. Then, he slowly calmed down, took his gaze away from the purple fire, and moved to the other areas of the Super Real Room again.

However, when his gaze wandered, as if he had sensed something, suddenly a transparent light mask fell, completely separating Moriarty from the real room.

At the same time, three dimensional gates suddenly appeared around the visitors as if they were welcoming guests, surrounding them.

"Huh, this is?"

Seeing the three portals surrounding him suddenly appear, Moriarty couldn't help but smile softly.

Obviously, this is another test for Márquez, and only by passing guò can he enter the interior of the super real yàn room. As for whether it is possible to directly destroy the mask to "cheat", such an idea Moriarty will not even consider it, which is tantamount to a fool's dream.

And just as Moriarty was carefully examining the three dimensional gates that seemed to be the same, pieces of light felled from the sky, turning into three groups of Nigon characters, floating above the light gates.

"Enchantment".

"Hex".

Field.

The three groups of light words are all written in classical Nigon font, which is brilliant and concise.

Chewing on these three short words, Moriarty seemed to be appreciating some strange fruit, and was silent for a long time. There is no doubt that this should represent the world behind the three dimensional gates. Once you choose to step in, it is equivalent to choosing the test you will face, and you must not be sloppy in the slightest.

"Enchanted... Black art... field..."

As the Emperor of Witchcraft, Marquez's sorcery and realm power are naturally incomparable, and he chases the gods. As for enchantment, just look at the "Hunger Barrier" and the half-dimensional "Tombstone Plains" that you encountered before, and you can know that its skills are also miraculous. Therefore, no matter which of the three tests is, it will not be easy. But when it comes down to Moriarty personally, the answer seems surprisingly simple.

"It seems that we still have to rely on 'craftsmanship' to pass the test."

Smiling self-deprecatingly, Moriarty stepped through a dimensional door and vanished...

At the same moment, on the top platform of the secret site, which was nearly ten kilometers away from the bottom elevation, facing the mutated "Hungry Dragon" composed of dark gold runes combined with the broken dragon body, the only three remaining Nigong Pole Dao were almost helpless. Whether it was Caraxia's Silver Blade Assassination, Cleveland's Sacrificial Flame Scorch, or Barnier's Spiritual Attack, when it fell on the "Hungry Dragon", it immediately dissipated and had no effect.

Moreover, as it received more and more attacks, the monster dragon, which had been slow and stiff, became more agile and fast, as if the attack of the three extreme paths seemed to be charging the dragon's body.

Finally, when another round of fruitless combined attacks passed, the three great poles suddenly retreated with great tacit understanding, and then glanced at each other, their expressions were very grim.

"Can't try again! Our attacks can't break through that thing's defenses, and the longer it drags on, the more dangerous it becomes! Karasha shook the silver emblem cross blade in his hand, his face was like frost, but he said helplessly.

"You want to withdraw?" Barnier's eyes lit up, and he seemed extremely unwilling.

"And what do you have to do?" Karasha smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "Or, sacrifice you too, and see if you can feed the rule crystals." ”

"You!"

Hearing this, the Eye-Eyed Demon Tyrant was immediately furious. When he entered the "Hunger Barrier" before, he relied on the sacrifice of the other Eye Demon Pole Dao Karares. Now that Carasha is saying the same thing, it is tantamount to sprinkling salt on Barnier's wounds, which is extremely provocative.

"Let's go! I'm not leaving! Seemingly impatient with the other two arguing, Cleveland let out a low roar: "That dark gold rune belongs to the Minotaur, I will never allow others to touch it, I will definitely take it down with my own hands!" ”

"Idiot."

Seeing that the maze keeper said so categorically, Karasha chuckled mockingly, but without any more nonsense, he wanted to find an opportunity to leave the top platform.

As a fifteenth-level extreme path, although the Abyssal Aurora covets the treasures of the Demon Emperor, it is more self-aware. And due to the keen instincts of the dark elves' talents, she already felt a strong threat of death echoing in this secret place, and even she could fall on the spot.

Seeing Caraxia's expression, Barnier also understood that she had made up her mind, and then looked at Cleveland, who would never retreat, and the Eye Demon Tyrant was caught in a dilemma.

But at this moment, suddenly, the "hungry dragon" in the center inexplicably stepped forward. At the same time, a vine-like tentacle "snapped" out of its "blooming" flower-shaped giant mouth, and instantly pierced deeply into the platform under everyone's feet.

Immediately, an indescribable aura spread across the top of the vault, enveloping everyone. In the air, for some reason, there is a slight sour smell, although it is not pungent, but it makes people feel hairy in their hearts.

At the same time, under the astonished gaze of the three extremists, clumps of fine white hairs began to rise on the entire platform like moss after rain, and secreted with a milky white solution of unknown composition.

The originally flat and hard ground suddenly became soft and elastic, and it would slowly squirm on its own, undulating like a wave.

"This is!?"

Looking at the abnormal movement of the platform, the faces of the Nigong Poles changed drastically.

Because in an instant, the power that had been weakened to the point that it was almost impossible to feel the spatial absorption suddenly reappeared, and the force was beyond imagination. Caught off guard, the energy circulation in the body of the Three Extremes was almost broken and fell directly into chaos. Finally, they each gathered the power of their origin and resisted the absorbing power from the outside world before they regained their balance.

But before the three of them could understand what was going on, the platform under their feet was even more strange.

The white fluff that had just grown suddenly grew wildly, and then it was like countless chains wrapped around the legs and bodies of the extremists, intending to bind them and imprison them. At the same time, the strange solution secreted by them was like digestive juice, and it began to directly erode the torsos of the three of them, slowly but surely melting away the one qiē substance they came into contact with.

"Hungry pouch?!"

Looking at the qiē in front of him, Karasha seemed to suddenly remember something, and his face changed drastically. Then the silver emblem cross blade flashed sharply, instantly breaking through the tangled fluff under his feet, and directly turned into a beam of silver light and galloped away from the platform.

Seeing this, Barnier hesitated slightly, finally snorted, and chased away, using the decomposition ray to sweep away all the fluff that was still entangled.

But in the blink of an eye, Cleveland was the only one left on the entire platform.

Opposite it, the Hungry Dragon's wings spread sharply and roared silently. (To be continued......)