In the dark.

There was a strange sound of sooting.

The voice suddenly became more and more harsh, and the strange sound waves caused a headache, and a maddening rage emerged, and in the blink of an eye, the eyes of the two witchers were bloodshot. Everything in front of them had become like hell at this moment, there was a dark green thick liquid everywhere, dark red blood was flowing on the ground, and the surroundings were no longer dark basements, but a huge palace that was larger and more evil, the whole palace was made of endless white bones, and the walls were carved with countless terrifying reliefs, all of which were all kinds of twisted monsters, and some wizards could be faintly seen, who were slaughtered by evil creatures in various ways.

Sonorous!

A blood-red flash of fire emerged.

The Demon Slaying Sword in the old witcher's hand burned with dark red flames, as if it was the color of blood burning, he frowned and looked around, and said in a deep voice, "Be careful...... It's all illusion......"

"This evil thing has blinded our senses......"

There was a strange movement.

With the dark red blood surging, a scene that made people feel their scalp tingle appeared, and the monsters on those terrifying reliefs actually came to life one by one under the pouring of flesh and blood.

They struggled, roared, and crawled off the walls!

"My eyes can't see where He is......" a slightly painful whisper sounded, a headache-inducing hiss had been ringing in his head since the horrible creature was born, a greedy and crazy consciousness craving his eyes, as if trying to devour it. His eyes were disturbed by some kind of evil power, and everything he saw in front of him was distorted, as if the hues of illusion, fog, and darkness were rubbed together, and it was the power of the evil thing that had suppressed his eyes, and had made his eyes completely lose their ability to perceive the outside world.

Touch!

A twisted Eater of Souls jumped down, looking like a skinned humanoid lizard, and now it was screaming and pounced on it with its bloody mouth wide open.

"You're looking for it!"

"I'll stop these monsters......"

Yang tore off a black cloth from the corner of his clothes, then blindfolded himself, and said in a deep voice: "Old man, it's up to you next......

The vision fell into darkness.

But the perception of the outside world in his ears and heart was strengthened, and the terrible whispers and hiss of the same evil creatures became more and more painful, and Yang fought against this pain with amazing perseverance, and at the same time showed the second knife at his waist, and slowly pressed his palm to the hilt.

- Blind Battle!

Only a handful of high-level witchers know that Yang not only has a pair of strange eyes, but is also a master of blind combat and dual-weapon combat.

This formidable ability has been honed in countless battles in the past.

"Leave it to me. ”

The old witcher nodded slowly, and then closed his eyes as well, everything in front of him was an illusion, the nightmare chrysalis on the Throne of Bones was just an illusion, they themselves should still be in the basement, and they had to find the location of the evil creature to destroy it. It should not have regained its strength yet, and it didn't even dare to fight them head-on, so it could only use this real nightmare against them. On the oldest scroll of the Crow's Nest, there are some very terrible ancient evil things, they were sealed in the deepest part of the nightmare realm by the wizards, and the powerful seal is still preserved to this day, and the evil things in front of them obviously took advantage of the loopholes and descended into the material world in some special way.

This means that it is very cunning and dangerous, and this is also the time when it is at its weakest!

When he closed his eyes, the old demon hunter's other senses suddenly became much more sensitive, and the flesh and blood essence from the Demon Slaying Sword strengthened his perception ability, but at the same time, the ubiquitous hiss of the evil creature also seriously interfered with his consciousness, and he could vaguely hear all kinds of subtle movements, but he couldn't tell where it was.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Bang.

A muffled snort full of pain came, and with two cold rays of light slicing through, the corpse of the Soul Eater was directly cut into three pieces, and there was an extra bloody wound on Yang's chest.

Dark red flesh squirmed.

Terrifying, twisted monsters roared and struggled out of the reliefs on the walls, not complete illusions, but monstrous monstrities summoned from the virtual realm. The power of the evil creature is increasing, and it seems to be absorbing the essence of flesh and blood from this castle.

A second muffled grunt came.

The old witcher heard a heavy wheezing sound, and at the same time the sound of swords slashing against bones, Yang was obviously in a bad state, he was injured, and not lightly.

The ubiquitous whispering murmur made the old witcher's mood more and more violent, and the injuries of his companions made him even more restless.

In a flash!

As if to make some kind of decision, the old witcher took out two slender needle-like hidden weapons from his body, and he pierced them directly into his ears, accompanied by a sharp pain, and all sounds disappeared completely.

"Found you!"

The old witcher suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils bloodshot, his expression slightly distorted by pain, and a dazzling light appeared on the long sword in his palm, illuminating everything around him in an instant.

- "Oath!"

- "Blazing Aura!"

A terrifying hiss sounded, and the surrounding illusions gradually collapsed, and in the darkness a fat, maggot-like chrysalis monster emerged, squirming frantically to escape, but in the roar of the old witcher, the old witcher who jumped high and nailed him to the ground with his sword.

Zizizizi!

The strange hissing sound sounded wildly, and the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of Yang were constantly oozing blood, but the old witch who was dead on the evil thing did not move, he seemed to be unaware of everything, and then swung more than ten swords in a row and slashed at the evil thing's head.

Everything gradually fell silent.

In the dark basement, the corpses of the dead evil creatures were already twitching, and large streams of dark green blood were gushing out.

Thump!

The figure of the old witcher suddenly fell, and Yang Fei next to him pounced and held his figure up.

"Are you alright?" Yang coughed, a trail of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The old witcher smiled hard, raised his hand and pointed to his ear, then shook his head, as if he felt something, and said, "I can't die yet......

There was a sound of footsteps.

The witchers who had stayed outside quickly rushed over, and they were all surprised to see what was terrible in the basement, and they all gathered around the old witcher.

"Is the Void Master here?"

The old witcher gasped, "Evil things don't die so easily...... We just killed a shell of it...... If you want to kill it completely, you have to make a move from the Void Master......"

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