Volume 1 Chapter 3 The Voice Behind the Door
Genius remembers in a second [Aishang Novel Network biquge.info] to provide you with wonderful novels to read.
Under the strong oppression of this plane, Durand had to seal himself in a way that actively suppressed the force. This is done in this way to minimize the pressure on the plane. However, this does not solve the problem, once Durand unleashes the power of the seventh-level peak, he will still encounter the ruthless suppression of the will in place.
The Hunter's Hall isn't very grand, it's not huge, and the only striking feature is that it's unusually old. Whether it is the building materials or the style modeling, they all have a strong historical flavor.
At the main entrance of the hall, hunters were constantly coming and going, almost everyone was fully armed, and even in the city they did not dare to let their guard down.
Especially the hunters with prey in their hands, except for a small number who are extremely confident in their own strength, most of the rest are careful to hide their identity. Although it is rare for a person with brains to dare to make a fuss in the Hunter Hall, let alone someone who openly robs other people's prey here, once they leave the Hunter Hall, it is difficult to say anything.
In the great city of shepherds, anything can be born.
So, a guy like Durand, who swaggers around the city with a giant musket all day long, is definitely an outlier in the city of shepherds.
And the fact that an almost well-known outlier who has been able to live comfortably in this dangerous city for so many years is what many people who know Durand find truly terrifying.
Durand did not enter the main entrance of the Hunter's Hall, but avoided the crowd in a low-key manner, went around the back of the side of the hall, and walked into a secret door with a dodge.
Behind the door was a dimly lit passageway, with only four magic lamps that seemed to be ready to go out at any moment. The air in the tunnel was somewhat damp, but it was rarely devoid of any peculiar smell, especially blood. You must know that in the city of shepherds, the smell of blood can be smelled almost everywhere, and it will not go away all year round. Durand walked along the passage for more than twenty meters, and then walked down a spiraling staircase all the way to the ground. At this point, there is no light source around. The darkness around him was deep and sticky, as if it had condensed into substance, and it was uncomfortable for him to wrap around Duland.
The stairs were deep, about thirty meters underground, and Durand walked down the last step before stopping.
In front of him, a pitch-black stone door stood.
The gate is made of a single black boulder and is nearly six meters high and more than three meters wide. A huge cross sword is carved on the faΓ§ade, and the sword shape is simple and revealing a fierce and fierce thick aura. The long spine of the sword was inscribed with two lines of wedge-shaped runes of unknown meaning, emitting a faint blue light in the darkness. There was also a dragon coiled around the sword with wings on its back. The demon dragon was like a source of darkness, and its wings stretched out to the sides even stretched out beyond the scope of the stone gate. It has a total of four eyes, each glowing with a different shade of color, and seems to have a life of its own.
Standing in front of this door, feeling the magic dragon carving's substantial gaze, Durand couldn't help but be awe-struck.
He didn't push the door, but gently put away the cigar, then put down the musket on his shoulder, stared at the stone door silently for a long time, and then quietly spoke: "It's me." β
Shimen shook slightly.
After a few moments, a voice that couldn't hear the age or gender came out: "Oh, it's Duland...... How's it going? β
"That's good."
"Shun lì?" Another voice sounded, and neither man nor woman could be heard.
"It's okay."
"The result?" A third voice asked.
Durand didn't answer directly, but smiled and said, "Do you think that I, Duland, can't even pack a seventh-level Thunder Titan?" β
The three voices were silent for a moment, and then the first voice sounded again: "Hehe, is it?" That...... Why are you hurt? β
Duland's face turned grim. He didn't expect that the other party could detect his injuries through a door. However, he soon put on a nonchalant smile and said casually: "How can you not get hurt in a fight?" β
The voice behind the door seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by Durand with some impatience: "Okay, don't ask so much." Anyway, my mission has been completed, and I am not here to report to you, but to inform you. I, Duland, am not your subordinate. β
The three behind the door seem to have seen a lot of Duland's bad attitude, and there is nothing good to do.
This time they were silent for a longer period of time before one of the voices said slowly, "Well, now that the mission has been completed, we won't say anything more." However, I must remind you that you are part of the City of Pastors, so please be sure to fulfill the necessary responsibilities and obligations. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for the three of us and the adult. β
Durand smiled and said, "I don't need you to remind me of this, I know it in my heart." Okay, that's it, I'm gone. β
After saying that, Durand re-shouldered the musket and turned to leave. He hated talking to the three people behind the door, and he hated the feeling of being stared at by the dragon carving. Therefore, every time he came here after completing a mission, he did not want to stay long. The darkness here is all stagnant, and standing here is like the whole person being frozen in a piece of black amber, which is indescribably uncomfortable and awkward.
"Wait a minute." Then the voice behind the door asked, "Where are you going?" β
"What? Where am I going to report back to you three old guys? Durand asked lightly.
"Huh...... You don't have to mind that. The voice behind the door seemed to be laughing: "Duland, we all know your temperament, if you really do something regardless of it, it is inconvenient for the three of us to come forward to care about you...... So I need to ask more, where are you going? β
Durand pursed his lips and didn't answer, and stepped up the steps on his own.
It wasn't until Duland's figure disappeared into the thick darkness that his voice came: "Do you still need to ask?" Go for a drink, of course! β
Walking out of the Hunters' Hall with his almost never leaving musket, Durand let out a long breath, and before he knew it, he was sweating profusely.
The strength of the three behind the door is extremely strong, and although Durand has an arrogant and uninhibited attitude, there is still a gap in strength after all. What's more, the other party is three people, and Durand is only one, which makes Durand feel the invisible huge oppression every time he faces those three people.
And the weird dragon on the stone gate, which gives Durand an even stronger sense of danger! With Duland's profound knowledge from the main plane, he couldn't recognize the origin of the dragon carving. He didn't think it was an original stone sculpture with no blueprints at all.
In this hellish plane, Durand has been greatly suppressed, and his strong strength can only be wielded by half. Without dimensional oppression and self-restraint, Durand would never have had any fear of those three.
Durand is well aware of this, so he maintains an uninhibited attitude when facing the three dominant figures of the Shepherd City. What's more, Durand vaguely knows that those three will never come out from behind the door without special circumstances.
The City of Shepherds sits next to the ranch, and the entire ranch is shrouded in a large magic circle. No non-human alien in the ranch could leave the range of the magic circle. The eye of this large magic array should be behind the Demon Dragon Stone Gate, that is, where the three of them are seated. The magic array is incredibly large in terms of range and power, and such a magic array is rare in the main plane. Of course, the consumption of the circle is also huge, so the three need to be in charge at all times, and it is only possible to leave during very special periods.
In any case, this mission is completed, which means that there will be a considerable amount of leisure time ahead. Thinking of this, Durand put on a nonchalant smile again, took out the unfinished cigar from his pocket, and re-lit it.
Then he took a big stride into the thick of the night.