The tormented body lost the power to connect to the door, and the moment Lynch drew the sword stuck in its head, it slowly fell to the ground. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The door that had been closed opened with a soft thud.

It was dark behind the door, and even Lynch couldn't detect what was going on inside.

Lynch took a few steps back, avoiding the blood oozing from the corpse lying on the ground, and he looked left and right to see that the monsters tied to the door around him were all looking at him with a longing look, but when Lynch looked over, he would be busy retracting his expression.

"Is it guilty?" Lynch suddenly found the monsters tied to the door interesting.

The surrounding monsters nodded.

"Why is it sinful to have a demon behind the door?"

The surrounding monsters did not react to this sentence.

Lynch shook his head, feeling a little bored in his head.

The blood flowing from the monsters on the ground was not the smell of blood that he was familiar with, but a very unpleasant and somewhat familiar smell, but now Lynch couldn't remember what it was.

"Hmm......" Lynch groaned, leaving the door and walking to a side door with a young boy tied to it, "Are you guilty?"

The boy trembled and responded: "I am innocent, my lord......"

"Is he the only one who is guilty?"

"It's not. ”

Too lazy to ask again.

Lynch loses patience with the monsters around him.

He slashed the head of the boy in front of him with a sword, then pushed the door open and entered.

The people hanging from the door around them watched in amazement as Lynch disappeared as he entered the door, and then reacted when the door closed again.

"What's going on? Is it a broken brain?" the girl Lynch had asked before jumped down from the door, stepped over her companion's corpse, and leaned against the wall with a playful smile, admiring the spectacle of her headless companion's blood spurting.

The people around also jumped down.

Some people were talking to the people next to them, and some people went to pick up the head that had been cut off by Lynch, and then pressed the head back on the neck in front of the girl's eyes, and then twisted it a few times.

Just now, he was still twitching on the ground, and his body that was constantly spurting blood swayed and stood up.

"Maybe he thinks there's something wrong with Anza. It propped its head and coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood.

Anza, who had been stabbed in the head by Lynch's sword and said he was guilty, also stood up with a gloomy face, staring at the door that Lynch had entered, without saying a word.

"Why Anza? Are you angry that he didn't choose you?" The young man who finally put his head on it looked at Anza and laughed: "Then why don't you go in and find him? Do you dare? Are you afraid that this human will hack you to death with a sword, or will an adult hack you to death with a sword?"

The monster named Anza snorted.

All the monsters that jumped out of the door played around for a while and then scattered towards the side of the hallway, and gradually, the hallway became empty.

All the lights went out.

As Lynch entered the door, rows of candles lit up red not far in front of him as the door behind him slammed shut.

Lynch turned around and found that the door behind him had changed from an ordinary wooden door to a huge, a few meters high gate that could only be found in palaces.

Choosing the right place?

Lynch thought as he walked towards the row of candles lit in front of him.

The surroundings gradually became less pitch black.

At this time, Lynch found that the original space here was very large, and it also matched the previous gate very well, like a palace.

The sound of his footsteps echoed through the empty palace.

Guided by rows of red candles, Lynch walked all the way, and finally saw a stone throne at the end of the candlelight.

A very tall looking black figure sat on it, with a large black sword stuck in front of him.

Looks like I've come to the right place. Lynch thought to himself.

At the same time, he noticed that the shadow had some terrible-looking wounds on it, which were rapidly healing and then re-opened by the corroded flames attached to it.

This should be the wound left by Luo Yu.

"Looks like you're the final boss. Lynch stopped in front of him, looking at the huge black figure that was also watching him.

The shadow didn't respond, just looked at Lynch with its glowing red eyes that shrouded in darkness.

This body looks a bit tricky to deal with.

Lynch estimated that his height of about 1.7 meters should only barely reach its waist.

The black shadow sat silently on his throne, and did not move except to stare at Lynch.

Lynch, who had been staring at each other for a while, was just thinking about making any other moves, but his talent suddenly alerted him.

Once again, everything around slowed down.

This talent hasn't been activated for a long time, so much so that Lynch was a little caught off guard when it was activated this time.

Lynch watched as the shadow's fan-sized hand slapped against the armrest of the throne, and the huge black sword in front of it trembled.

Then it leapt into the air, its sword trembling violently as it struck the ground, and then broke free from the ground and flicked into the palm of the shadow's hand.

The black shadow that was still in the air firmly grasped the big sword, and then quickly fell towards Lynch's side, and swung the big sword in his hand towards Lynch.

Lynch, who was holding his head up, jumped back, and at the same time, his left hand, which was not holding a sword, lit up with electricity, and struck a bolt of lightning towards the black shadow.

The thunderbolt exploded on the black shadow, but it didn't do much damage to it.

In response, the shadow threw the sword in his hand towards Lynch.

However, Lynch was only sideways, and it seemed that he dodged the flying sword by a fraction of a second.

The shadow fell to where Lynch had been standing, and at the same time pressed a large crater into the ground there.

Since there would be no more friendly exchanges and the like, Lynch took advantage of the fact that the black shadow had no weapon in his hand, and the electric light in his hand flashed again, and a rather small lightning ball was thrown towards the black shadow.

The tall black shadow raised his arm and threw a punch at the lightning ball.

Due to strong winds, the lightning ball's trajectory was altered and it deviated from its original direction.

The dark shadow retracted his fist, only to see Lynch swing the electric sword in his hand and stab at it in the same way.

The black shadow's eyes lit up red, and one hand summoned the great sword not far away, while the other hand had no choice but to draw directly towards Lynch.

Compared to the injured Black Shadow, Lynch may not have as much strength, but he is faster, lighter and more agile.

Lynch, who was in the air, was fearless in the face of the big slap that came over, he could see that this huge black shadow wanted to catch him directly, so he calculated it, and when the entire palm of the black shadow was about to wrap him, Lynch swung his sword accurately, cut off a few fingers of the black shadow, and then slipped down between his fingers.

"The sword is good. ”

A familiar voice sounded, and a large sword appeared, occupying almost all of Lynch's field of vision.

The voice Lynch was familiar.

After its "hum", Lynch became associated with the place.