"Hurry up and find a handy weapon, they've been resurrected early!" Fang Wuhan roared, leaned down and sprinted on the dragon relief, but the scale of this building complex was too large, this dragon relief road alone was hundreds of meters long, and the slope was so steep, it was not easy to go up in a short time.

"Don't look backwards!" Yang Feng pulled Uncle Nerve, he had already discovered Uncle's fear when he saw the white light just now, these four patients had been frightened by the tomb guards just now, and their mental condition was very bad.

Fortunately, the teleporter did not throw them directly down the mountain, but on the upper part of the dragon relief; And although this relief is magnificent and gorgeous, it is not comfortable to walk, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the fat man and the pilot uncle slowly moved directly from the dragon relief to the stairs on both sides.

After a short but intense sprint, their stamina had reached the load stage, but they were still less than two hundred meters away from the arsenal.

The sound coming from the top of the mountains became louder and louder, the piercing fluctuating sound heralded their arrival, Fang Wuhan panicked in his heart, he panicked from the beginning when they couldn't find the last teleportation device, not because he couldn't find that device, but because he had been here in the illusion a few days ago, and now it was different from the illusion.

In fact, it is reasonable to say that when Di Xiuso brought him here, it was an illusion after all......

"Don't be lazy, hurry up!" Fang Wu panted tiredly, but he still didn't dare to relax a little under his feet; The purpose of their trip was to find some handy weapons for themselves, but if they had not even had time to reach the arsenal and welcomed Atlante and the other Hurricane House leaders, then they would have to fight with their bare hands on this steep dragon relief?

It's ridiculous......

Thinking about it, there was a chaotic sound behind him, and they turned around to see the "actor" Uncle Nerve rolling down the hill from the dragon relief.

The fat man, Yang Feng, and Fang Wuhan looked at each other, and the glow above them was as dazzling as the red gold Shura, but it was just the light that the gods cast on them, to the gods, they were just ordinary people, ants-like existences.

"Hurry up, I'll save him!" The fat man yelled and ran down the stairs again......

Fang Wuhan and Yang Feng were running like a race, one leaping on the dragon relief, and the other on the stairs one step at a time, like a thrilling chase plot in a movie.

The door of the arsenal became more and more obvious to them, and they could already see every detail of the red door in Phnom Penh; As the Hurricane Family's top-of-the-line arsenal of weapons treasured for generations, they couldn't imagine what was inside, and they hadn't been here when Desusor had brought him here in the Illusion Realm.

When they "reached the top", the other survivors were still climbing on reliefs or stairs; The light above grew more and more dazzling, like a nuclear bomb about to explode overhead.

The huge arsenal door was pushed open, and dust fell from the gate, bringing the long-sealed gods to the light of day.

Di Xiuso didn't lie to him, this is the supreme arsenal of the Hurricane family, and the structure of this arsenal is different from the one just now, the weapon rack just now is hung on the four walls of the main hall, and under the four walls of this hall are huge stone carvings, most of them are stone sculptures of some fierce beasts and evil spirits, as for the weapon rack, it is in the center of the main hall.

The inventory of the last arsenal is at least more than 1,000 pieces, which can be described as "dazzling", and the inventory in this so-called "Supreme Arsenal" is at most more than 20 pieces.

The pyramid-shaped weapon rack is surrounded by many starry points of light, but this is not a magical effect, but the aura of the weapons on the weapon rack that is full of powerful magic.

The weapons in this place are not all literal "weapons", they are more like gods worshipped by people, they have their own "thoughts", which can not only help you overcome obstacles and step on thousands of troops, but also eat you to death.

"It's too late to pick, they're out." Fang Wuhan said, striding towards the weapon rack.

Just now, Yang Feng also heard the breath of relief, the voice came from above them, like the tone of the ancient gods being reborn, and it seemed like someone was stretching their waists.

But apart from the hurricane gods who had slaughtered the demon world by pure violence and killing, who else could crawl out of the coffin and beat their lazy waists, who else could have such momentum?

"Atlante – Arbiter." Fang Wuhan finished reading the sign on the top of the weapon rack and took down the pair of gorgeous claw-style fist blades.

"It turns out that their weapons are not in the coffin, but all here." Yang Feng said, taking out two half-moon-shaped hook sickles with rough shapes from the weapon rack.

"What are you ......" Fang Wuhan said, putting the pair of claw-style fist blades on his arms, and after a crisp metal projectile sound, three silver-white blades catapulted out of the mechanical device on the lower arm, and the half-meter-long blade almost hit Yang Feng, and at the same time, the strong wind that shot out directly bounced Yang Feng out.

"I'll ......" Yang Feng got up from the ground holding his buttocks, and looked at the fist blade in Fang Wuhan's hand incredulously, "This pair of claws is okay......"

"Well, it feels good." Fang Wuhan couldn't hide the joy in his heart like a child who had received a new toy, and waved his fist blade, setting off gusts of wind in the main hall.

Yang Feng turned to the back of the weapon rack, and suddenly his eyes became confused.

"What's wrong?" Fang Wuhan saw that something was wrong with him and followed.

When he saw the knife, his eyes couldn't help but be filled with hazy tears.

On the small wooden plaque, the familiar name is written: Dioceso-Blade of the Wind. Above the wooden card, there is the simple ***.

Fang Wuhan smiled, "Your master's, take it." ”

"Hmm." Yang Feng nodded and picked up the Wind Blade from the weapon rack.

This *** does not have such powerful magical attributes, nor does it have a gorgeous glorious blessing, but it has accompanied that man and fought for a long time......

"It's just his saber, and he's just as powerful with anything." Fang Wuhan said.

Yang Feng put away the Wind Blade and the scabbard with red eyes, and the other survivors finally climbed up......

A second lazy voice sounded, and there was another loud bang above their heads, presumably the sound of the sarcophagus bursting......

"Find a weapon! They come back to life! Fang Wuhan said, took a step back, leaving a place for the others, he retreated to the side of the genealogy, thinking that the genealogy was also part of the wall, and leaned directly on it, but who knew that the genealogy was soft, it was just a huge white curtain hanging on the beams of the roof......

In front of everyone, Fang Wuhan rolled up the huge family tree and fell down with a "bang......

"Brother!" Su Ya hurriedly ran over, Fang Wuhan thought that she would help him get the white curtain on his body, but he didn't expect Su Ya, like the other survivors, to skip him directly and run behind him......

He looked back and saw the row of golden armor.

The "Arbiter's" fist blade popped out, directly tearing the white curtain apart, Fang Wuhan shook off the ashes on his body, and walked quickly towards those battle armors.

"It's too big...... "Uncle Pilot looked up at the armor that was more than three meters tall, and looked frightened.

"There's the right one on both sides." The fat man said, pointing to the two rows of armor on the side.

Another explosion sounded, and they seemed to be able to think of those huge Protoss crawling out of the coffins.

"How do you wear this...... a young man circled around the armor a few times, but he couldn't find a "zipper" or "button" or anything like that.

The sound of explosions above gradually became faster, the sound of lazy waists, yawning, and the sound of those protoss moving their muscles and bones.

"Don't rub it off, follow me, wear it like this!" Fang Wuhan said, took the helmet off the armor rack, put on the cuirass smoothly, and then put the helmet on, as if he was a ** warrior in iron armor.

They were all scrambling to put on their armor, and suddenly a long roar like a dragon roar came from overhead, and then an unprecedented loud bang exploded from above, and if anyone who didn't know it would have thought that a grand wedding ceremony was taking place above.

After the loud bang, there was not the same lazy sound as ever, but the roaring breathing of the war drums symbolized the threat he had brought to the world......

"Hurry up! He's out! Fang Wuhan roared, trotted all the way out of the arsenal, and stood at the door looking up.

"Assemble!" The sound of anger echoed throughout the space, and the sound of sarcophagus bursting one after another, and even many sarcophagus fragments flew out of the aperture......

"Hope is still too ......late" Fang Wuhan ran to the table at the end of the arsenal again, and found the star array map and teleportation device from below, but like last time, this time the teleportation device is still missing three or two, one teleporter has been broken in half, and another position is empty......

"Come here!" Fang Wuhan roared, took out a lighter from his pocket, and lit the teleporter corresponding to the Hurricane Spirit Hall......