Devil's Cross Prison Dungeon.

The dark, damp confined space is littered with unrecognizable debris, some of which are sacks that have been molded by the strength of the groundwater, and some of which are damp wood.

There used to be stone lamps on the stone wall, but they were also damaged and unusable.

Occasionally, a faint glimmer of light shone through a crack in the ground overhead, faintly outlining the outline of the darkness.

The musty smell spreads in it, and all in all, it's not a place to feel good both physically and mentally.

What's even more embarrassing is that there are some things that can move in it......

Living Corpse ......

It seems that because of the dampness, the corpses of these living corpses are far more decomposed than the surface, and they are also much slower in their movements, and most of the time Di Zi'an only walks quickly to avoid them, and occasionally they will be disposed of with a wave of his hand if they are too close.

As if a little tired of these countless walking corpses, Di Zi'an stopped, his right hand was raised slightly, as if something was brewing, and then, a dark blue light bloomed in the palm of his hand, and his right hand pressed down.

The tide of ice centered on Di Zi'an and surging in all directions.

In just an instant, the radius of a hundred meters around this dungeon with Di Zi'an as the center turned into a world of ice and snow, and even the people on the surface would feel a trace of cold air seeping up from the ground.

The temperature drops, and winter falls overnight.

The survivors were worried for a while, thinking that something else was about to happen. That's a story for later.

The promotion in the field of printing pools made Di Zi'an feel that he was the master of ice and snow for a moment, and changing the weather, the ice was only three feet in a thought.

This kind of great realm improvement strengthens spells in all aspects, the upper limit of full output is greatly increased, and the ability to control subtleties is also more powerful.

You can freeze the land for thousands of miles, or you can save a fresh flower in the boundless cold current.

This is the realm that a magician can truly dream of.

Hold on to its strength, and guard its weakness.

Even if it is just the first time to enter this realm, the absolute control of the elements has been faintly reflected in Di Zi'an, but at the same time, another problem has arisen.

Do you want to simply specialize in the way of the seal pool, which has already made a major breakthrough, or take care of Milo and try your best to help Milo's spell also enter the realm of perseverance.

Di Zi'an thought as he walked, everything that could still move in the entire prison dungeon was frozen into ice sculptures in the cold wave just now, and the abundant water vapor around made the effect of the spell spread in all directions at a rapid pace.

At the same time, Di Zi'an's perception also spread in this underground ice and snow world, followed by the howling cold current, there was a deep opening, allowing the cold current to pour into it like a catharsis.

I see, is there a second floor in this dungeon?

Dizi'an followed the direction of the cold current, until a dark entrance to a secret passage appeared in front of him, and a faint stench of decay emanated from it.

Even a cold wave can't be completely buried.

This smell, it should be this. Di Zi'an walked into the entrance, it was pitch black, and as Di Zi'an stepped into it, a silver-white flame ignited in front of Di Zi'an, like a ghost fire, reflecting the glass-like ice around him.

Di Zi'an's deep pale mask was reflected on the ice on one side, and the swirl stripes on it were particularly twisted and treacherous, making Di Zi'an stop and look at it for a while.

As the white flames shone brightly, there seemed to be a sound in the pitch-black corridor.

Di Zi'an took out the activation map, and looked at the name displayed on it by the light of the fire,

Devil aquifer.

This is where the Devil's Cross groundwater comes from, and where the foul smell problem occurs.

Sure enough, it was the smell of the snake people......

The muddy and damp ground is the same as the wetlands on the banks of the Misty River, and it's no wonder that the snake people invaded this place as a lair, which also shows that this place is connected to the outside world, and maybe it can find a way out to other places.

White mercury flames lit up the path ahead, and finally, the familiar quagmire snake warriors appeared.

With a sharp iron tool in his hand, he knew that he didn't need to go to the banks of the Misty River and the old garbage dump to find scrap iron, isn't there a ready-made one underground?

Suddenly, Di Zi'an's face froze, and the whole person turned into an illusory mist floating in the air, and the next moment, a black and foul-smelling mud exploded in the place where he was originally standing.

A hidden circle suddenly appeared on the soles of his feet at some point.

I was a little careless, but I didn't expect there to be a big guy hiding here.

On the other side, a strange outline was drawn in the mist, and Di Zi'an's figure reappeared, and the enemy who had launched the attack was also exposed.

It was a huge snake man, also a snake man, this one didn't hold any weapons, but waved his clawed arms while spitting dark green venom from his mouth.

A smell of corruption came over my face.

Snake warriors poured out of the depths of the darkness, and with their leader attacking the invaders, Dizian turned the approaching snake men into ice sculptures before scattering again.

This time, the mud that suddenly emerged from the magic circle on the ground was even more ferocious, and one after another, Di Zi'an reappeared, and he was only half a meter away from the snake man who could release the magic circle.

Almost at the moment when Di Zi'an appeared, the large snake man pounced and opened his bloody mouth, with dark green light flowing from his fangs.

Then, in this pose, it becomes a lifelike ice sculpture.

Surrounded by the angry quagmire warriors, Di Zi'an even leisurely took a look at the activated map.

I saw that in the activation map, in addition to the route of the demon aquifer, there was a bright red dot near the location of Dizi'an.

Marked aside,

The Corruptor, Veros.

Quite a convenient map, the elite monsters are marked...... How did the people of this world come up with such a map?

Judging from Di Zi'an's previous understanding, the world of Dawn of Terror is a world dominated by magic, supplemented by science and technology.

However, the camp is mostly filled with warriors, and the number of magic users is scarce.

This is quite strange, considering that this world is a world where you can use space magic to create stable portals.

Such a world should be highly developed in terms of magical civilization, and even objects with extremely high magical attainments such as activation maps are not uncommon.

Now, however, the shadow of the mage is difficult to find in the surviving human settlements, as if they have all fallen in the dawn of terror......

Dizian felt as if she had captured something related to the mystery behind this disaster,

Mage Civilization ...... This world must be a mage civilization, so where did those magic users go?

Unfortunately, there are too few clues to make further inferences.

After that, it didn't take long to clean up the demon aquifer, and it didn't take long for Di Zi'an to dispose of the entire layer of snake people, turning the living creatures into ice sculptures, and then the sleeves of his clothes fluttered lightly, turning them into ice slag on the ground.

It's not some surface freezing, it's the entire inside completely frozen, turning into a single block of ice.

"After finishing the work, go back to the errand. ”

......

At the same time, the black-haired man and the woman in leather from car D05 also returned to the camp.

"The camp has been a lot more lively these days. Nan Sen smiled strangely, and there was something in his words, "If there are one or two, no one will find out, right?"

"Do you want to do it in the camp? That Bourbon captain isn't a vegetarian. The woman in the leather-clad reminded, but she didn't care about it.

Nansen snorted, "You're worried about a native, not to mention whether he can find out, and even if he does, will he offend us for a few wastes?"

"Tsk, I don't care about you anyway, I just don't want to act with that one. The leather-clad woman said casually, and the two had already entered the camp, and the camp guards had opened the iron gate before the two approached.

Looking at the two of them, in addition to admiration, there was more fear.

The two of them just talked to themselves, and they didn't even cast a corner of their eyes on the guards.

"The one...... She's really ...... "A rare look of deep jealousy appeared on the black-haired man's face, "It's just that the captain can let her restrain herself." ”

"No, the captain told me before that even he can't limit that one. It's the girl who played with the doll before.,At this time, the two were talking behind their backs.,It seems that the cute little Lori is a flood beast.。

"There is such a person in the carriage, and I don't know if it's good or bad. Nan Sen muttered to himself, the strange look on his face flashed, "Forget it, these are the things that the captain thinks about, I'd better have fun with me." ”

"Hey, you're having fun. The leather-clad woman gave him a blank look, and a black-robed man with a white mask walked up to him, and the costume almost immediately told the two of them his identity.

It must be a passenger from another car.

"It's a nice mask, I love it. Nan Sen's eyes lit up, he licked the corners of his mouth slightly, and stared straight at the mask on Di Zi'an's face.

"I'd like to see what looks like under the mask. The woman in leather also stared at Di Zi'an unscrupulously, and the conversation between the two did not lower her voice at all, which meant that Di Zi'an actually heard what they said clearly.

"Hey, friend, your mask is so cool! can you lend me a look?" Nan Sen smiled weirdly, walked up statically, and stopped Di Zi'an, who had heard the conversation between the two before, even if he didn't pay much attention to it, but he would still be a little dissatisfied when he heard others talking about himself so blatantly.

At this time, hearing this completely rude request, Di Zi'an was relieved, he stopped and looked at the black-haired man, and behind him, the woman in leather with a beautiful figure also followed, looking at the two with interest.

"You ......" Before Di Zi'an could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a black-haired man,

"Can't you hear? I said, I want to see your mask?" Nan Sen said with a smile, but there was a cold light in his eyes, everyone was inside the camp at this time, and from time to time the residents of the camp passed by, Di Zi'an was silent, until Nan Sen spoke again a little impatiently,

"Are you deaf? I tell you that I ......" Before he finished speaking, Di Zi'an raised his hand and pressed it on his face, and the words stopped abruptly, and before Nan Sen could react, he felt a coolness spread rapidly from his face to his body, in the incredible gaze of the leather-clad woman behind him,

A living ice sculpture appears in its place.