The countess's delicate countenance stiffened, and then her face began to change, her originally fair face became charred, two fangs protruded from her mouth, and her whole person changed from a dignified and seductive woman to a demon.

The handmaidens have also changed, and they have become depraved ones armed with scimitars.

The countess pounced on Mo Wen with a scimitar that she had taken out of nowhere, and then with a wave of her hand, a wall of fire instantly submerged Mo Wen.

In the sea of fire, the Countess's scimitar slashed fiercely at Mo Wen, and the scorching flames seemed to have little effect on her.

As the scimitar approached, the countess smiled cruelly, and it seemed to have seen the handsome young man die under its scimitar.

But a scimitar stopped the countess's attack.

The two scimitars froze together.

In the sea of fire, Mo Wen was surrounded by an aura under his feet, and a slightly orange aura helped him resist the damage of the flames.

Surrounded by flames, Mo Wen's face was extraordinarily calm at this time.

His eyes looked at the countess, "Is there a last word?" The tone was soft.

It's a pity that the countess didn't appreciate it, and with a roar that didn't look like a human being, she held the scimitar in both hands and pressed towards Mo Wen desperately.

The sharp blade gradually approached Mo Wen's neck, and the Countess's degenerates pounced.

Several black scimitars slashed at Mo Wen in unison.

"Really? That's a pity! ”

Mo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly.

Then his eyes widened sharply.

"Chop! Then -- give me -- go -- die! ”

The aura that guarded Mo Wen was suddenly retracted, and the hot fire snake wrapped around his body, and a faint smell of burnt came over.

The next moment, a violent aura exploded, and countless electric snakes flew out of Mo Wen's body, and the entire room seemed to turn into a sea of lightning, and the dazzling light seemed to break through the barrier of the wall and shine outside the Tower of Oblivion.

Fifth-Order Offensive Aura-Holy Impact!

"Ahh The countess flew out screaming, and a furious bolt of lightning struck its body, and arcs of lightning continued to light up.

The silver electric snake forcibly parted the sea of fire, and the ground was shattered everywhere it passed, and the evil hunters who had no time to dodge were charred by the electricity.

Mo Wen's face in the electric light was extremely hideous, half of his body was charred black, and his pale blonde hair stood on end, like a demon god.

A furious bolt of lightning spread, enveloping the room in the power of lightning, and the walls murmured in a state of overwhelm.

"Ahh - Ahh - "The countess wailed incessantly, and countless currents slid over it.

One step, two steps, in the sea of electricity, Mo Wen approached it little by little.

"Help me!" The countess's appearance had changed again, and her delicate face was so beautiful.

"Help me! I promise you everything! A snow-white arm stretched out, and the countess looked particularly coquettish.

A snow-white sword light, and the arm flew in response.

Then the scimitar slammed into the countess's heart, nailing it to the wall.

"Ugly bastard, you make me sick!" Twisting the handle of the knife in his hand left and right, Mo Wen's face showed a hideous expression.

"Miscellaneous, call me louder again!" More ferocious electric shocks poured from Mo Wen's body into the scimitar, and then rushed into the Countess's body in a steady stream.

"Ahh - "Wailing desperately, the countess tried to grab the scimitar and pull it out, but Mo Wen's power was greater, like a mountain, and it could not be shaken at all.

The body kept twitching, and the countess changed back to her original form again, she glanced at Mo Wen resentfully, and then her body swelled strangely.

Mo Wen didn't care about it, and still instilled aura into his scimitar.

Disheveled! The entire Tower of Oblivion seems to be in turmoil.

In the countess's room, countless fragments of bones hit the wall, making a sound like a torrential rain, and the original sea of electricity had dispersed, replaced by a faint blood mist that enveloped the entire room.

The blood mist gradually dissipated, and a semicircular wall of ice appeared, and the fragments of flesh and bone were frozen in mid-air.

Behind the ice wall, Mo Wen gasped slightly, releasing so much frozen aura in one breath, the burden on him was not small.

Touching a bloody stain on his face, Mo Wen looked at the lump of minced meat coldly.

"That's all?"

"It's so cheap, chop!"

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The Tower of Oblivion, Mo Wen's harvest is not small, and the rich countess contributes a superb scimitar, Hexagonal Fire.

Hexagonal fire

Blade of Hypocrisy

One-handed damage: (59-61) - (97-102) (78-81.5 average)

Required Level: 33

Required Strength: 58

Agility: 58

Durability: 32

Range: 1

Base weapon speed: [-10]

+140-160% Amplification Damage (variable)

+35-40 damage

+3 Fire Skill

Level 6 Hydra (36 times)

Ignores target defense

Fire Resistance +25%

10% Fire Resistance Cap

There is also a dark gold ring, take each ring.

Take the rings of the Golf

Requirement Level: 7

Magic damage reduced by 3

+50-75 attack accuracy

The attacker takes damage3

15-30% better chance of getting magic gear

In the treasure chest in its bedroom, Mo Wen also found a No. 18, a No. 15 and a number of low-level runes, and in several other rooms, Lilian also found a large amount of gold coins and a lot of gems, in terms of harvest alone, this trip to the Tower of Oblivion, Mo Wen They can be said to have made a lot of money, plus Mo Wen also broke through the fifth order, although now he has only mastered the fifth-order skill of Divine Impact, which is enough to greatly improve his strength, which can be said to be a lot of gains.

But this qiē did not make Mo Wen's mood any better.

It's not that Mo Wen has never seen dead people, he has killed people, and he has also seen people around him killed, but Motaya's eyes before he died have always been in his mind, so that he can't lift his spirits no matter what.

In the Rogge camp, Mo Wen was lying in his tent a little bored, his eyes were scattered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"There is still a week before the time of gathering, although we have opened the teleportation array of the black wasteland, but it will take at least three days to rush to the Taimo Heights, and in addition, the teleportation array is very close to the gate of the monastery, we must take one step to clean up the monsters there, so it will take a lot of time, two days, I will give you two days, if you are still this table, I will kill you!"

Looking at Mo Wen's appearance, Lilian said coldly, and then left the tent.

"Cut, boring." Mo Wen's gaze was a little dull, and he turned over, not knowing what he was thinking.