Chapter 1108: The Entrance to Hell

I know that in the shadows behind me, there may be a magician lurking watching me and Hathaway, who may attack us at any time, but I really don't take him seriously in my heart, not that I don't think the other party can threaten us, in fact, whether it is from the overwhelming vultures that day, or these lizardmen who suddenly emerged from the water, the other party's ability should be above us, otherwise I wouldn't have felt her position until now, But maybe it's probably for some other reason, the other party hasn't started, but what the specific reason, we don't know, the reason why I am calm, in the final analysis, is that my ability to resist pressure has become stronger and stronger along the way, and I also know that the more calm I behave, the more jealous the other party is, and the more he will not act rashly, so that I can win the respite and gradually recover the energy that has been lost in my body!

It was for this series of reasons that I simply ignored all the lizardmen who were waiting in the shallows around the island, and pulled Hathawayt to walk indifferently towards the depths of the island. It's like coming here for a vacation, but Hathaway is very wise, but after all, the combat experience is insufficient, and she still seems a little flustered when she falls into such a predicament, and her body is stiff, if it weren't for me pulling her, I'm afraid she would keep looking back at the lizardmen on the coast, and then it will expose our weak hearts, I'm afraid that the guy who is watching us in the dark will attack us.

On the way deep into the island, I walked and at the same time called out to Luo Huang in my heart, trying to ask her if she had any guesses about the secret enemy, I knew almost nothing about the magicians of the West, let alone fought against them, so I could only find out about them temporarily.

When Luo Huang heard this, he fell into a long silence, as if he was thinking, and finally said to me in a tone of uncertainty that he said: "If I am not mistaken, you should have met the kind of magician who is good at body control and mental stimulation, which is already one of the black arts." ”

I frowned, silently wrote down this in my heart, but I didn't speak, the long-term tacit cooperation has made me know a lot about Luo Huang, I know that she must have a lot of follow-ups.

Sure enough, after Luo Huang finished saying that, he said: "Actually, Xiaotian, you don't need to be nervous, the cultivators in this heaven and earth, in the final analysis, are just so many methods, what magicians, Taoist priests, etc., in the final analysis, the methods for using power are different, but the essence is the same, that is, borrowing the power of heaven and earth!" Martial artists borrow the power of heaven and earth to temper their own bodies and integrate themselves into heaven and earth, this is the most traditional martial artist, and there are also the kind of warriors like Zhao Ritian who only believe in themselves and think that they can be eternal, constantly temper themselves, and walk the flesh into the road line, and you, in between! And the rest are like Tsing Yi and them, and they are also the most traditional cultivators, who sense the power of heaven and earth, and communicate the power of heaven and earth through a series of methods such as mudras, divine words, and even incantations, so as to bless themselves. In short, in the final analysis, they all borrow the power of heaven and earth, and without the general trend of this heaven and earth, any cultivator is blind, but the use of the power between heaven and earth is different, so different cultivation factions are extended. Magicians are also a branch of many cultivation factions, their main purpose is to perceive the origin of the power of heaven and earth, let themselves merge with heaven and earth, and become more intimate, in order to borrow more power of heaven and earth, and then guide the power of heaven and earth through spells and other means! It's as simple as that, it's not much different from a Taoist, and you don't have to panic, the cultivators in this world are like this in the final analysis, but magicians are divided into white magic and black magic, as well as a series of magic such as undead magic because of the nature of their power.

Judging from the monsters that attack you, what you encounter should be a black mage who is good at body and mind control, and, no accident, it should be a saint-level black mage, otherwise it is impossible to control so many monsters at one time, but this black mage only focuses on the mental and physical control of other species, relying on capturing the mental fluctuations of others, and then using spells to interfere and control, not focusing on their own tempering and the blessing of the power of heaven and earth, so they themselves are very weak, so he has been secretly manipulating those things to answer you, but he doesn't dare to show up, because once you get close, he will be vulnerable!

Overall, you don't have a chance, and the most important thing is that you have to find this guy and get close to him, and at that time, you may actually be able to slaughter a saint with your own hands! After all, the saint you met this time is an underdeveloped guy who is only interested in getting out of the way, and he can't make a big deal! ”

After listening to what Luo Huang said, I had a score in my heart, and I said that this emperor is the emperor, even if the cultivation is not there, but his vision is very vicious, and he silently observed in secret without saying a word along the way, and soon found the weakness of the other party, which is very powerful.

With this stubble, I became much calmer and carefully observed the scenery of this island.

This is actually an ordinary island, and the vegetation is quite dense, but because we are still on the border of Northern Europe, and the weather has turned cold at this time, the vegetation on this island has more or less some signs of withering, and nothing unusual has been found.

However, as Hathaway and I went deeper and deeper, the situation here finally changed a little, in the wind that was originally mixed with a hint of the smell of the sea, I smelled a breath of death, and my emotions suddenly became depressed, and after walking about two or three kilometers, the scenery in front of us suddenly changed.

The island was originally quite flat, but suddenly it was rugged and uneven, and in a trance I felt as if I was in the Kunming Stone Forest in China, surrounded by stone pinnacles as tall as ancient trees, and the breath of death suddenly became more intense here, and the vegetation around it all withered and died, turning into a charred black, and there was no breath of life around me, and, I feel, even the breath of life of Hathaway and I are shrouded here, to be precise, It's like the Absolute Realm left by Archmage Merlin, and all psychic induction in it will be sealed, because the aura of death is too strong.

"This ...... Is it one of the entrances to the hell of the West? ”

I looked around and said to myself: "I can't be wrong when I think about it, with such a strong breath of death, this is simply a forbidden place for the living, a paradise for the undead, I can't think of any other place except hell." ”

"It should be good."

Hathaway nodded and said, "According to legend, there are several entrances to Hell in the West, and each entrance is guarded by the Three-Headed Dog of Hell, and this may be one of them. ”

"Let's go out!"

I gritted my teeth, turned around and turned back, saying as I walked, "Since this place may be a trap left by the dark mage, I think it is very likely that it has something to do with the entrance to this hell, so let's hide for the time being!" ”

Hathaway nodded, which can be regarded as agreeing with my opinion, in fact, there is another particularly important reason - my strength has dropped to an extreme now, and my physical damage has not recovered, and I have stayed in this death-filled environment for a long time, and being invaded by the breath of death may leave greater sequelae.

For this series of reasons, Hathaway and I left here, and finally chose a place to sit on the edge of death, and then, I was meditating to regain my strength, and Hathaway was protecting me, and the day passed.

The peace was short-lived, though, and soon the dark mage's tusks burst out of the graveyard I chose.

That night, at about two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, an earth-shattering roar woke me up from my meditation.

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