NO.0524 A lurking demon

"It seems that I can only reveal my identity. ”

A little displeased with his frown, Yang Long had just raised his foot and was about to change direction, when he suddenly felt that there was an aura with a lot of threat in the circular fortress, and immediately reacted: "It seems that the owner of this aura is the existence of killing the fourteenth-order adventurer." ”

After a brief moment of melancholy, Yang Long chose to continue moving forward and first went to the circular fortress to find out.

"Anyway, after Bridget deals with the conflict, she will return to the fortress, and she won't have to reveal her identity when she recognizes each other at that time. Yang Long moved quickly, avoiding the surrounding blood-colored crusaders, and swam towards the flank of the circular fortress.

It's just over a thousand meters away, and it's only five minutes away.

The chaos at the city wall did not affect the fortress, and when Yang Long came here, more than a dozen Scarlet Crusader guards were either standing guard motionless, or walking back and forth from time to time, all of them did not pay attention to the chaos in the distance.

Although this kind of defense is responsible, there are still many loopholes, Yang Long just watched for more than ten seconds, followed the wall of the side of the fortress, climbed above the eaves at the entrance, and lightly drilled into the fortress.

The area of the entire circular fortress is about the size of half a football field.

After Yang Long entered from the entrance, two passages appeared in front of him, one left and one right, without any hesitation, the old butcher ran directly towards the left passage, there was no fork in the road along the way, and after a while, he entered the depths of the fortress.

There are also patrolling Scarlet Crusaders in the fortress, but none of them are very strong. Under Yang Long's mental calculation or unintentional, he didn't have time to send out the warning signal, so he was knocked down and knocked unconscious or directly killed.

It took less than two minutes again for Yang Long to arrive at a spacious hall.

The hall has a rectangular structure, flanked by candlesticks for prayer and futons for kneeling, with the entrance on the south side and a stone chair on the highest part of the north side.

There was no one in the hall at this time. Silently, only the hiss of the candle flame burning.

"That breath just now. It seems to have appeared from here, why is it gone?" Yang Long glanced across the entire hall, then paused on a stone door in the northeast corner of the hall, and strode in vigilantly.

Behind the stone gate is a corridor that is no more than three or four meters long. At the end of the hallway is a small wooden door.

Crunch –

Gently push open the door. Yang Long immediately smelled the faint fragrance coming to his face. Many memories couldn't help but come to mind, which made Yang Long's spirit a little dazed, and his eyes narrowed.

But this trance is only for a moment. The next moment, Yang Long immediately came to his senses, but found that he didn't know when, he was already standing on the endless prairie, and the strong wind on the grassland was blowing, swaying the half-human-high grass back and forth.

"Huh, is this?" Yang Long turned his head to look behind him, then at the sky, and a faint sneer appeared on his face.

Yang Long, who had already fallen into the illusion more than once, was not at a loss at all the first time, and it only took a moment to determine his situation and how to escape from the environment.

At the same time, round fortresses.

At the end of the northeast corridor of the military conference hall, a figure wearing full armor and more than three meters tall stood motionless in front of a small wooden door that had been pushed open, completely like a statue carved out of marble.

This figure is Yang Long.

In the midst of the gloomy laughter, a blood-colored crusader about 1.9 meters tall and wearing a navy uniform walked from the direction of the hall with a smirk, his eyes full of pride.

The Scarlet Crusader was nearly fifty years old, with a steady and powerful step, golden ears of wheat on his shoulders and a boat-shaped hat on his head, clearly indicating his identity as an admiral.

"Another stupid adventurer, don't want to sabotage the plans of the great Melganis!" the admiral muttered to himself as he slowly walked behind the sluggish Yang Long, stretched out his right palm and slowly pressed towards the back of the old butcher's head.

Before the Admiral stretched out his hand, his hand was still a healthy human palm, but when his hand was about to touch Yang Long, his palm had already turned into a sharp claw with cyan blood light on his fingertips, and the claw was full of shadow energy.

"Soul, beautiful soul!" the admiral looked intoxicated, he was already fantasizing about the enjoyment of the next moment.

But at this time, Yang Long, who had already been cursed and could not break free from the illusion, suddenly turned around with agility, avoided the claws that were close at hand, and punched the admiral's chest.

Phew-

The admiral was stunned for a moment, and the whole person was knocked backwards in the air, and after hitting the side wall of the corridor, because of the force of the anti-shock, he had just fallen to the other side, but he was hit by Yang Long's palm and hit the stone wall again.

The two successive blows caused the stone walls of the corridor to crack, and through the cracks thick to the fingers, you could see the night light outside.

"Poof!" The admiral spurted out a mouthful of blood, but there was no fear on his face, but he laughed with madness: "Hahahaha, you can actually resist my curse, you are really a powerful soul, you must be able to let me"

Whoop –

The sudden appearance of four fist-sized holes in his body, as well as the injuries around the holes, which were either burned by the high temperature or frozen by extremely low temperatures, made the smile on the admiral's face freeze, and he looked down in disbelief.

"You're talking too much nonsense. Yang Long said lightly with disdain, and more than a dozen broken water droplets condensed behind him.

The admiral, who had already suffered a loss, was about to say something, but when he saw this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a large amount of smoke immediately evaporated from his body, and the human body began to expand rapidly, but it was too late.

Boom –

In the loud explosion, somewhere behind the circular fortress, it was blasted open by the force from the inside out, and in a large amount of flying smoke and broken masonry, a creature four meters tall with a pair of huge wings, covered in blood, flew up.

"Want to run?" Without killing the other party with one blow, Yang Long immediately wanted to strike again.

It's a pity that the seriously injured creature has been on guard at this time, and while inciting its wings to fly upwards, it raised its hand to release a large number of stinking black wild bees: "Rancid bee colony!"

In the face of the opponent's attack, Yang Long, who had already condensed more than a dozen Breaking Strength Water Beads, and his own defensive power was not strong, although he had the protection of the adventurer's armor, he still wanted to shoot the Breaking Power for the sake of safety, and stirred it towards the swarm of bees that rushed in his face.

Hiss

Under the scorching heat and extreme cold, a large number of wild bees fell towards the cliff below after losing their lives like rain, and they were killed cleanly in just over ten seconds, without causing any trouble to Yang Long at all.

And with such a gap, the creature with wings also expanded and turned into a huge body of more than twenty meters, quickly flying towards the northwest, disappearing into the old butcher's perception and vision.

"Enemy attack!"

"Alarm! Alarm!"

"Demonic creatures, demons!"

“”

The shouts of the Scarlet Crusaders were heard in the distance, and a large number of guards who had come from the sound of explosions in the depths of the fortress immediately chased after the fleeing creature, and only a small wave of people continued to rush towards the fortress.

Among them is the scent of Bridget Abydis.

"It's actually the Dread Demon King, and his vitality is really tenacious!" Yang Long recalled that the creature he had defeated just now was basically the same as the other Dread Demon King he had encountered in the Arathi Heights, a guy named Varimasas.

After being attacked by Yang Long a few times just now, even if it was a fourteenth-order adventurer, most of them would not survive, but the Dread Demon King still had the ability to escape, which made Yang Long have a deeper understanding of these creatures who called themselves "Tothrezm".

"Admiral? Sensing the breath of Bridget Abidis who was about to enter the fortress in a hurry, Yang Long pursed his lips a little sneeringly, thought for a moment and pushed open the wooden door and entered the room full of aroma

(To be continued......)