"Well, we seem to have found something amazing." Glancing at the dark passage, Mo Wen shrugged his shoulders, picked up the crescent moon shield in one hand and the scimitar in the other, and walked in first.

Lillian frowned, she didn't like the cramped environment down there, and every qiē here gave her the feeling that she was about to step into a trap.

As Lilian's figure disappeared into the passage, the woman on the mural suddenly showed a strange smile, the originally beautiful mural was unprecedentedly gloomy because of this smile, and then, the mural slowly closed, and the Tower of Oblivion returned to its tranquility, as if nothing had happened.

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This is an underground secret room, although the scale is a little surprisingly large, Mo Wen now began to wonder if the countess wanted to secretly overthrow the church, otherwise why build such a large secret room.

Looking at the corridor leading to the other side, Mo Wen gestured towards Lilian, and the two cautiously approached.

There was a sound of flapping wings, as if sensing the arrival of the guests, and the monsters in the Tower of Oblivion came out to welcome them.

Several ghosts floated out of the walls and flew over with their wings flapped.

It's a kind of monster that looks like a big bird, with a non-stop screaming sound from its mouth, and several of them are stacked on top of each other, looking a little creepy.

Mo Wen frowned, looking at those transparent bodies, if he remembered correctly, most of these ghosts in the game seemed to have the attribute of ineffective physical attacks, which was very difficult.

Lillian shot an arrow, but the arrow went straight through the ghosts, only to make the other party pause, and the ghosts still flew over with flashing wings.

"Attack with the elements!" Mo Wen whispered, he stuck the scimitar on the ground, and a blinding white light suddenly gathered in his hand, and then flung it towards the ghost.

Holy Light Bullet, a second-order skill of the Paladin.

The ghost, who had just been pierced by an arrow and didn't care about it, screamed in the faint white light, and its body dissipated like snow meets fire.

Lillian also reacted, and the number of ghosts continued to decrease, and they were finally wiped out before they could get close to Mo Wen.

"Tsk, what a warm welcome!" Looking at the newly appeared red sheep man holding a scythe around the corner, Mo Wen pulled out the scimitar from the ground and said lightly: "It seems that our Lord Destruction God has really been here, I don't know if it has the same leg as the countess." ”

Lilian gave him an annoyed look, pulling out the shield and javelin in her backpack.

Bloody clans, ghosts, blade demons, this underground secret room is like a demon's lair, Mo Wen and Lilian took weapons, almost one room by one, and it took a long time for the two to finally come to the innermost room.

It is an extraordinarily spacious hall, with four large doors on either side, and is richly furnished, with exquisite handicrafts scattered throughout the corners, ornate curtains hanging from the corners, and even an ornate chair on the back side. The whole room is like the residence of an elegant aristocracy.

But no one would ever have a similar idea when they saw the scene in the hall. It was a huge pool of blood, statues cut from white stones, filled with fresh blood, so alive that it almost seemed to flow.

And on both sides of the statue were two young girls, and blood was pouring out of their bodies drop by drop, and their faces were as pale as white paper.

It's Motaya and Anna!

Mo Wen and Lilian were stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly stepped forward and hurriedly put the two down.

"Motaya!"

"Anna!"

Mo Wen and they shouted anxiously, and Mo Wen took out a purple bottle of rejuvenation elixir and wanted to pour it into Motaya.

As if hearing Mo Wen's voice, Motaya miraculously opened his eyes.

She looked at the person in front of her and showed a bright smile, she raised her hand with difficulty, and gently stroked Mo Wen's cheek.

"It's nice to see you at last."

The hand slowly fell, Motaya's eyes closed, and she couldn't breathe anymore.

A handful of the medicine bottle was crumpled into pieces, and the purple liquid flowed down Mo Wen's palm.

At the last glance, he seemed to understand something, and it was as if he didn't understand anything.

He looked at Lilian, who shook her head and placed Anna's body on the icy ground.

"Huh, huh?" Mo Wen chuckled, his face slightly distorted.

Mo Wen stood up, tilted his neck, and the bones in his body made a crisp sound.

"Now, Lillian, how about the Countess give it to me?"

Lillian looked at him, then down at Anna and Mortaya.

"Only this once."

"Really? Thanks. ”

Mo Wen picked up the scimitar and walked towards a large door inside.

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There was a sound of the door shattering, and the sturdy door of the last room under the Tower of Oblivion was kicked open, and a young man with a scimitar and a shield walked in, so handsome that the dimly lit room seemed to be bright.

In the room, there was a large bed with a long curtain, a dresser at the head of the bed, a beautiful lady dressing up in front of the mirror, and several maids serving her to her left and right, one of them carrying a basin of water.

Seeing someone break in, the lady who was dressing up frowned, but when she saw Mo Wen's handsome appearance, she smiled, "My dear, what are you going to do when you break into someone's room?" ”

Her appearance is extremely beautiful, even above Lilian, and there is a charm between her eyebrows that Lilian does not have.

"Hehe," looked at the liquid in the basin, Mo Wen just smiled and said nothing. Her eyes narrowed, and she stared straight at the countess.

As if pleased with Mo Wen's actions, the countess rose and sat down on the bed.

She gently pulled up the corner of her skirt, revealing her long white legs, and her slender jade feet arched slightly, "What are you still doing?" Come on! ”

The countess stretched out her small tongue and licked it at her lips with an indescribable temptation.

A few good-looking maids also came over, and their little hands stretched out, as if they wanted to serve Mo Wen and take off their clothes.

With a brilliant sword light, a maid's head flew out, and blood splattered the entire room.

"Ahh With a piercing scream, the countess covered her mouth and looked at Mo Wen in disbelief, "What are you doing!" ”

Even at this time, her expression was indescribably moving.

The headless maid fell, the basin of water in her hand fell to the ground, and Mo Wen smiled at the bright red liquid flowing from it.

The smile was brighter than ever.

He looked up at the countess, "Ugly bastard, I'm here to send you to hell!" ”