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Mo Ran didn't have time to observe, he jumped directly into it, and the light in the cellar was even stronger, so that Mo Ran couldn't open his eyes at all.

But a strong sense of crisis pointed out the direction for Mo Ran, and his speed was also increased to the extreme, but he unexpectedly hit a wall on the way.

The unguarded impact made Mo Ran a little confused, but he didn't think much about it, opening a small burst was a hammer.

The unusually tough wall not only made the smash useless, but the powerful anti-shock force also shook Mo Ran back several steps.

Mo Ran barely opened his tearful eyes and found that there was no wall in front of him, but when he reached over, he could touch an invisible barrier.

This is... Magic, and it was an unknown high-level magic, Mo Ran's heart kept sinking. This was not just because of the magic, but also because Mo Ran saw the scene behind the barrier.

The blue light came from something similar to an altar, but the light around the altar had turned into a black that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, so even if Mo Ran tried to look, he could only see a vague outline.

In addition to the altar, there was also a vague figure, sitting cross-legged in front of the altar, only from the feeling that the pressure that this figure gave to Mo Ran was no less than that of Kelik.

Mo Ran only observed for a few seconds, and his eyes swollen into walnuts.

Mo Ran closed his eyes, which were still crying, calmed his anxious mood for a while, and began to recall what he had seen and heard in the beggar's nest.

I thought of the hopeful eyes of the refugees in the Serpent of Light, the numbness and despair in the Temple of Heim, the heavy hugs and expectations of Huck, and the zombies that were everywhere.

And every zombie represents... An innocent life, how many innocent lives are there?

Anger began to breed in Mo Ran's heart, and the continuous use of anger and the emotions generated by the heart of perception made Mo Ran already touch the feeling of anger when he ran out, but... Only for a moment.

But this is enough, when the anger fills his heart, Mo Ran enters a strange state of calm? Or a state of apathy?

Subsequently, he started to burn with anger and entered a state of explosion, but this explosion did not bring any load to the body, and even his physical strength began to rise rapidly.

Mo Ran suddenly understood, this was not an explosive force, but... The power of anger.

Then, Mo Ran raised his two-handed war hammer and swung a bland hammer that struck at the invisible barrier.

The attack is unremarkable, but the effect is terrifying. The moment it hit, the entire space shook, and then the invisible barrier shattered.

No... Not only the shattering of the barrier, but even the altar had cracks, and the things on the altar were directly bursting. The light also faded away as it struck.

Mo Ran's whole body was trapped in the feeling just now, until he heard an angry roar......

"What do you do? You're going to ruin everything! Yes! Yes! Yes! ”

The figure in front of the altar let out a hoarse roar, and then rushed towards Mo Ran, drawing a series of afterimages behind him.

Mo Ran, who had just come back to his senses, saw a figure rushing towards him, but the speed was too fast for him to dodge at all.

At the same time, because the eyes were in the light, they were so damaged that they could only see vague outlines, so they couldn't even parry.

Mo Ran was also aroused to be ferocious, and smashed a backhand hammer at the black shadow, in order to speed up the swing, Mo Ran even started a small burst, and then ......

Mo Ran only felt a pain in his chest, and the whole person rose into the air, and at the same time, his own attack also failed.

Because of the fierce attack, the strength of the body was also exhausted, and the huge force generated by the small explosion caused the war hammer to come out of his hand and directly set it on the wall of the cellar.

Mo Ran felt himself flying, first out of the cellar, then hit the roof, and then fell to the ground hard, with a deep paw print on the chest of the armor.

After landing, a large amount of blood gushed out of his mouth, and Mo Ran did not check the injury, but held back his physical discomfort, started a small burst, and took out a javelin from the storage space and threw it towards the entrance of the cellar.

Ever since his eye was wounded, Mo Ran's senses had become extremely sensitive, and he didn't aim at this javelin at all, but just threw it by feeling.

As the javelin flew, the figure leaped out of the cellar and was stabbed by the javelin.

However, the opponent also reacted very quickly, and after feeling the danger, he used both hands to protect the vital point, and then was shot in the right arm by a javelin.

It was only then that the figure revealed its form and form, it was a vampire, and it was infinitely close to transcendence.

However, it is even more difficult for undead creatures to step into the extraordinary, and basically all the undead creatures at the Sacred Domain level have stepped into the transcendent before they are alive.

Vampires can be said to be born as high-level undead creatures, just like dragons, born with eternal strength, but not as exaggerated as dragons.

Vampires are naturally strong and fast, as well as good resilience, with only slightly lower defense.

However, compared to the mummy, its defense was no less than that of Mo Ran, who was wearing heavy armor.

Just like now, Mo Ran's small burst could only blow up a blood hole in the vampire's arm.

The injured vampire was even more furious, and only saw a few afterimages come to Mo Ran, and then kicked out. Then, like a rag doll, Mo Ran fell and flew out.

It's just that... The speed of the mummy was not lower than the speed of Mo Ran's flight, and after Mo Ran landed, he came to him again and kicked out again.

Mo Ran was like a ball, kicked around by vampires.

Fortunately, the sensitive feeling allows Mo Ran to protect the vital points every time, and with the protection of the armor, he is not killed by the vampire with one blow.

It's just that the injuries are getting worse and worse, and they don't even have a chance to take out their weapons, so they can only be beaten passively.

It can be said that Mo Ran's neck has been firmly choked by death, and as long as he exerts a slight force, he can send him into the abyss of death.

……

Tan Xi and Rhodes saw Mo Ran being beaten out of the cellar, and their faces changed drastically.

Then I saw a monster flying out of the cellar, and then kept knocking Mo Ran away.

But the speed is too fast to aim with your eyes. This made Tan Xi extremely anxious, but she was anxious and not panicked, grasping the heavy crossbow with both hands and aiming hard.

The eyes couldn't keep up with the speed of the monster, but the feeling gave instructions, and seeing that Mo Ran was already standing on the verge of death, Tan Xi gambled and attacked according to the hints of the senses.

The result was contrary to Tan Xi's expectations, although the crossbow arrow did not hit the monster, the other party also changed direction in order to avoid the crossbow arrow.

Mo Ran struggled to stand up through the breath time that Tan Xi had gained.

But Tan Hee was enveloped in intense fear, because the monster had already targeted her and rushed over.