Chen Xing heard the strange noise and guessed that it was Aqiaomu, but did not chase after him. Dealing with the Witch King and getting the treasure is the top priority.

He kept distancing himself from the Witch King. It is spacious, with a length and width of more than a kilometer, and can be used for long-range sniping. On the way, he passed an upward staircase and couldn't help but stop. There is even a fourth floor. He was a little surprised, could there be an existence higher than the identity of the Witch King?

Perhaps this one wearing the crown is not the witch king, but a higher level. But since ancient times, only kings wear crowns, and it is not wrong to be **. Then he thought of the "Mirror of Conservation" mentioned in Regel's message. The name sounds like an artifact, maybe it's on it.

He hesitated for a moment, and decided not to go up until he solved the problem in front of him.

It didn't take long for Chen Xing to run five or six hundred meters away, then he immediately took off the "Night Owl" rifle, pulled the bolt and loaded it, and aimed at the target. The Witch King hung in the air, not blocked by the hordes of stone sculptures, and his vision was very open. It's just flying around, and it's a bit hard to aim.

Little by little, he compressed the psionic energy and poured it into the bullet.

The Witch King's perception range was not large, and he slowly circled around the sarcophagus, as if he was not aware of the danger. In the process of accumulating energy, the aggregated psionic energy will radiate a force field outward, and the sensible creature will perceive it.

After a long wait, Chen Xing's energy storage was finally completed, aiming at the Witch King's chest and pulling the trigger.

"Bang!"

The blue flame erupted, and the light film covering the Witch King instantly shattered, turning into a little green light. But the Witch King was not affected, not even shaking, and his backhand was a beam of destruction.

The stone carvings on the route instantly vaporized, and the ones at the edge melted into red magma, but fortunately, Chen Xing immediately changed his position after shooting, otherwise it would have been wiped out.

After shooting the beam, the Witch King raised his arm and drew a large circle again, and the spherical film of light reappeared.

Seeing this, Chen Xing immediately gave up the attack. The Psionic Charged Shot could only destroy the shield, not its body, and his trio had already been used up, so he had to find another way.

"Da Da Da!" "Da Da Da!" "Da Da Da!"

There was a looming sound of gunfire below. It was clear that the man who had followed him had rushed up to the second floor, fighting the wizard of the living dead. Chen Xing's eyes narrowed, and his figure disappeared into the stone carving group.

At this time, all you have to do is wait for cannon fodder.

Half an hour later, the Black Skull finally rushed to the third floor at the cost of paying a third of its troops. They soon spotted the Witch King hovering above, and the battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Hundreds of assault rifles fired at the same time, causing the Witch King to burst into flames. The Witch King spun around and fired several beams of light to retaliate.

Taking advantage of the exchange of fire between the two sides, Chen Xing quietly went around to the rear, and then rushed out. At the same time, a figure rushed out from the side, and the target was the mechanical heart suspended under the dome.

He didn't have to look to know who it was, he drew his gun and shot, knocking the opponent back, and then jumped up from the sarcophagus and grabbed the heart.

The touch feels like a beating piece of nephrite, warm and smooth, and feels very good.

However, now is not the time to study, Chen Xing, who fell back to the ground, packed up the cloth bag prepared in advance, and then moved towards the staircase on the fourth floor. Based on previous experience, there may be portals on the fourth floor.

Aqiaomu, who was hiding among the stone carvings, glanced at him a few times, but didn't dare to catch up.

He could feel the reluctance and hatred in the other party's gaze. In retaliation, he sneered and lowered his middle finger at the other party, so that the hatred in the other party's eyes became stronger, like a female beast that pounced on her at any time.

"Damn!"

Watching Chen Xing's figure disappear into the darkness, Aqiaomu gritted his silver teeth, and with a "snap", he smashed the arm of the stone carving next to him with one punch.

After a while, Chen Xing followed the route in his memory, found the staircase, and walked up the stone spiral staircase.

This time, the stairs were particularly long, and it took me several minutes to walk through, and I felt that it was more than a dozen stories high.

Walking out of the stairwell, a golden patch came into view. The walls emit a faint golden glow, and quaint words are carved on them.

In the center of the vaulted dome is a sphere that slowly rotates. When you look at it, you can see several rings of different sizes set together, rotating at different speeds to form a sphere.

Underneath the sphere is a towering mirror, in the shape of a floor-to-ceiling coat mirror, about seven or eight meters high and two or three meters wide, with a bronze border, carved with vines, and a ring on top.

When I looked closer, there were vines on the border, but a living corpse entangled together, in a terrifying shape, like a scene from hell.

Looking into the mirror, Chen Xing broke out in a cold sweat.

Standing in front of him was a dried corpse, with hollow eyes and nose, jagged teeth exposed, white maggots wriggling in the yellow hair, indescribably disgusting.

The corpse was dressed exactly like him, even the backpack on his body and the ring on his hand. When Chen Xing made a move, the dry corpse also made a corresponding move, but it was half a beat slower and very stiff.

Although it was a little weird, Chen Xing quickly regained his mind and continued to look for clues.

It is a circular hall with rectangular stone tablets embedded in the walls with various inscriptions on them. Chen Xing searched around and found a piece written in the lingua franca of the red clay world.

Conservation Mirror

Everything in the universe follows the path of conservation.

What you gain, you will lose;

If you lose, you will gain.

The mirror was discovered by the third generation of witch kings from the ancient castle in the mountains, and it has been more than 2,000 years ago.

You can put multiple useless things into the mirror in exchange for what you need, so it is also called the mirror of wishes.

It is, go out of ten and return to eight, choose things independently, not retrograde, and use them with caution.

After reading the instructions, Chen Xing returned to the mirror and tried to pop out a gold coin.

The gold coin arced, as if there were no boundaries, and fell into the mirror. But at this moment, the living corpse in the mirror that resembled himself moved. I saw it raise its hand and catch the gold coin, and then a dazzling white light flashed, and the living corpse had something more in its hand and bounced out.

Chen Xing raised his hand to catch it, opened his palm, and it was still a gold coin, but it was a little smaller.

Ten to eight returns, that is, the loss of two percent of the value.

Choosing things independently means that what you get in exchange is determined by the mirror, not yourself.

Non-retrograde, that is, the process is irreversible and cannot be replaced.

"Interesting."

Chen Xing was very surprised, took the sheath knife from his back, and threw it into the mirror. This knife is easy to break, and he has already cut a few gaps, and the sharpness has been greatly reduced, so it is better to replace it.

The living corpse "Chen Xing" in the mirror caught the sheath knife, pulled it out and looked at it for a while, then stretched out Bai Sensen's bone hand and pointed at Chen Xing outside the mirror.

Looking at it, it was an M4 assault rifle on its back.

"You want this?" Chen Xing subconsciously asked.

The living corpse "Chen Xing" in the mirror nodded.

Chen Xing untied the gun belt and handed the M4 over. The living corpse "Chen Xing" reached out to catch it, and the picture was indescribably weird, as if he was dreaming with his eyes open.

A burst of white light flashed, and the living corpse "Chen Xing" held a large M4. If you look closely, it's the more powerful M16. The living corpse "Chen Xing" shook his head, and pointed to Chen Xing outside the mirror again, this time it was the enhanced silver star sent by the mayor of the town.

Chen Xing shook his head and disagreed. The living corpse "Chen Xing" pointed to his chest again, meaning that the disemboweling knife hidden inside "see the intestines", Chen Xing still shook his head. The living corpse "Chen Xing" was not dead yet, and pointed at the sniper rifle "Night Stalker" again.

Chen Xing hesitated for a while, but finally agreed. Although the Night Stalker is important to him, he has a gambling personality and wants to see what good things can be exchanged for two guns and a knife.

The white light flashed, and the living corpse had an extra rifle in his hand.

Chen Xing's face changed on the spot, as if he had been slapped coldly. The rifle was old and old, and it looked like it had just been taken out of the museum.

The living corpse "Chen Xing" pushed his rifle into Chen Xing's arms with both hands.

Chen Xinggang wanted to curse, but found that the rifle was extremely heavy, at least three times the weight of an ordinary rifle.

He examined it carefully, and it was a semi-automatic rifle that used 7.62 mm bullets and a standard rifle magazine, which could hold twelve rounds at a time.

"Click!"

Chen Xing pulled the bolt of the gun, pushed in a bullet, and then aimed at the stone tablet on the wall, gathering spiritual energy.

In less than a second, the energy storage was completed, and it was almost unbelievable.

"Bang!"

The muzzle blue flame sprayed, and the huge recoil made Chen Xing take a step back. The stele snapped and cracked in all directions.

This power is about the same as the "Elephant Hunting" heavy sniper rifle that was sold before, but neither the charging time nor the firing speed can be the same. This is a semi-automatic rifle that can fire continuously, and with this power, go back and install a scope, it is simply a killing artifact for accurate shooters.

Chen Xingqiang resisted the urge to throw both the silver star and the cleaving knife in and left the mirror. Standing there, there will be an indescribable allure.

He opened the ring's storage space, and the honeycomb-shaped lattice immediately appeared in front of him. Put the 5.56mm bullets in first, and then take out some 7.62mm ones.

The mechanical heart was still in the backpack, beating gently, and Chen Xing stuffed it into the hive lattice. Unexpectedly, the mechanical heart seemed to be placed on the air and fell straight down. Fortunately, Chen Xing reacted in time, grabbed the bag with his backhand.

It seems that there is a limit to what can be placed in the storage space. Chen Xing tried to put in the rifle he had just arrived, and the result was successful. I tried the silver star and the ripper, and it was no problem, but this mechanical heart didn't work.

Now is not the time to study, Chen Xing put away his things and walked towards the staircase. After looking around just now, I didn't find a portal, so I had to retreat the way I came.

"Da Da Da!" "Da Da Da!" "Boom!"

As soon as I got close to the staircase, I heard gunshots and explosions below. I didn't expect this witch king to be so durable, from the time he came up to now, at least half an hour has passed, and the battle is not over yet.

But it's a good thing for him, the more chaotic the safer.