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Mo Yan, who was covered in wounds, looked at the three-headed basilisk in front of him, gasping for breath in his mouth and feeling a little dizzy. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info He's playing a simple game with this weird guy to guess where a golden soul coin is in the basilisk's hand. This was originally a simple game, but Mo Yan had already guessed more than twenty times and didn't get it right. For such a result, some people may say that there is such a thing as guessing a coin, even if you choose it casually with your eyes closed, there is a one-in-half probability that you will guess it, and people who can't guess it twenty times should have a lot of luck to do it.

And if the person who said such cool things stood in front of Mo Yan, Mo Yan would definitely whip him into a pig's head, and then throw him in front of the basilisk and point at his eight hands, asking him to calculate the probability of which door it was! Not to mention that the hand speed of the basilisk was even able to form a big whirlwind on the ground when exchanging coins back and forth. Mo Yan needs extremely strong dynamic vision to see the alternation of soul coins, and any confusion will forget where the soul coin is, and in the end he can only rely purely on luck.

And as for why Mo Yan wanted to play this "game" with this basilisk that he didn't seem to be able to win? This has to start from Mo Yan just entered this room. Three hours ago, Mo Yan walked out from behind a statue, and after passing through a lonely passage that was not too long, he came to a gate made of silver, gold, and a large number of precious stones, if Lilith remembered correctly, then behind this gate was the most important magical core area of the entire castle.

"Salados is simply something I've ever seen...... The most narcissistic person. Mo Yan walked to the front of the tall and luxurious gate, looked at the ** demon with a toned body painted on the door, and recalled that on both sides of the corridor he had just walked through, those sculptures with different postures but the same person, Mo Yan made the most accurate definition of Saradus: "And he is also an extremely tasteless guy, such a tyrant will never know what art is." ”

After casually complaining about Saradus's taste, Mo Yan began to think about how to enter this gate. He had just experimented with it, and no matter how hard he pushed or pulled out, he couldn't open the door. Although the surface of this gate is decorated with a lot of flashy things, it has an unusually thick and strong connotation. Even if Mo Yan used the magic sword in his hand, it only destroyed the decoration on the outside, revealing the black metal inside.

Although the sharp magic sword can also be slowly inserted into it, it will take a continuous time to completely cut a passage that allows Mo Yan to enter. At that time, it was estimated that Arena had already finished the battle and came back with Saladus's head, and Mo Yan's plan to improve his status by capturing the castle could only be regarded as a failure.

"Is there any mechanism I don't know about?" Mo Yan stood in front of the door and thought carefully, touching his chin to observe some of the details he had overlooked, and thought, "I should have asked Lilith just now." She must have known how to open the door. Now I have a gut feeling that I've just overlooked something important, but what is it......"

And just when Mo Yan seemed to be about to grab something, at this time, the gorgeous gate suddenly opened, towards the doors that opened like automatic doors on both sides, as if mocking Mo Yan's IQ. This made Mo Yan's face extremely embarrassed, he was just thinking about whether there was some mystery on the mural, or some other hidden mechanism or something, but he didn't expect that it was just the wrong way he opened the door!

"Confused once in a while...... It's not stupid!hmm!" put away the feeling of 10,000 grass and mud horses running through my heart. Mo Yan walked into this suddenly opened gate and entered the most important area of the entire Black Castle. The bright spherical space is huge, but from the outside it is not recognizable. Mo Yan thought that this was probably some kind of spatial magic, even if it looked small on the outside, it could be big on the inside.

The entire core chamber of magic energy resembles a spherical interior. The walls were filled with powerful Hills crystal columns, dense as if they didn't need money. The pale blue light made the room unusually bright, even without any lighting equipment, and there were particles of embodied energy floating everywhere. Let the whole space be like a dream.

From the doorway a narrow corridor leads directly to the middle of the sphere, connected to a square crystal platform on which all kinds of magic circles are placed. It's like life and breath, and it flickers in a very rhythmic way. In the center of the platform is a hollowed-out strange sphere, and most of the energy particles floating out of the walls of the spherical room are absorbed by it, and finally compressed into a shiny energy ball in the center.

"Are you the last guard?" Mo Yan looked at the three humanoids standing above the only passage, pointed at them with the magic sword in his hand and said, "I thought I could directly destroy the core, it seems that what I want can never really be realized." But I'm not disappointed, your monarch can't live past tonight, and I think you've heard of Empress Arena's strength. It may be a bit embarrassing to say it, but I can actually say something from her. If I'm angry, you won't have a good life in the future. ”

Mo Yan is like a fox in the power of a fox at this time, he can only rely on the power of others to intimidate others, but Mo Yan is not ashamed of this. No matter what method is used to solve the problem, it is considered a success, so why fight and kill the problem that can be dealt with with with the mouth cannon? Mo Yan is not the kind of muscular man who only uses violence to solve problems, although his muscles do look very big now.

"What do you think...... Are we Saradus' men?" said one of the three creatures, a lion-headed fellow, looking at the minotaur walking towards them, and whispered, "Then you are very wrong, we are here to help him guard the magic core, but it is just an equivalent exchange." Not to mention, after a great battle with Saladus, how much power does your empress have left? ”

Mo Yan didn't turn on his soul vision here, or he turned it off after entering here. There are a lot of high-energy things here, and even if you open your heart, you can't see anything, so Mo Yan doesn't know what the strength of the three people in front of him is, but for the lion's head, Mo Yan thinks that he has some arrogance. Yes, Arena may be a little weak after the big battle, but there are still a lot of strong men under her hands, and even if she doesn't do it, someone will be able to kill these three guys.

"Huh...... Raku is a little grumpy. Standing in the middle of the three people, the creature with three snake heads spat out its long tongue, looked at Mo Yan in front of him with evil eyes, and said, "As Raku said, we are not Saradus' subordinates. We made a pact with Saladus to defend this place for him for a thousand years, and he will wage war on a Helllord for us. We don't want you to break the harmony, but the contract is so strong that if we break it, we will only lose our lives. ”

The three-headed basilisk seemed to be the person of the three people, his slender body like a snake looked flexible, and the black robe he was wearing made it impossible to see his body, but Mo Yan was sure that there was probably some weapon hidden under the robe, because it looked a little strange bulging. To the left of the basilisk stood the lion's head, the first to speak, his body covered in shiny metal armor, but there were no weapons on his body, only a pair of hands with sharp claws.

To the right of the basilisk stood a man covered in white scales, who was also dressed in a robe and who had never said a word, and who was perhaps the only one who looked the most human-like of the three. But the expression that seemed to be about to cry at any moment, it looked like it had an unusually tragic past and the weight of acquiring life, as if it was ready to take out a sword and give it to yourself. None of these three people looked like ordinary people, and Mo Yan didn't intend to treat them as ordinary creatures.

"So...... There's nothing to talk about?" Mo Yan sighed and put on a fighting posture and said, "Although it will be very difficult to deal with three people at a time, there is nothing to do, I must immediately destroy the magic energy core you are protecting." "Since there is no way to overwhelm them with force, the only resort is pure violence.

"No, no...... We don't want to fight you. The three-headed snake shook his head and said with a smile, "As you said, Saladus is almost finished. And we don't want to offend one of Arena's favorites, and we've heard all the insults you've been out there for the past few days. Since Saradus is unable to fulfill his promise, we intend to rely on the power of Empress Arena to fulfill our desire for revenge. ”

"Then let me destroy the core. Mo Yan couldn't figure out what the thing in front of him was trying to do.

"But now we are still bound by the contract, and breaking the contract will directly kill us. The head shook his head again and said, "Maybe you can wait until Empress Arena kills Saradus, and then destroy the core after the power of the contract is lifted, and we can even help you destroy this unflattering thing." Of course...... If you don't want to wait, we don't have a roundabout solution, you ...... All you need to do is beat us. ”

"If you have any ghost ideas, just say it" Mo Yan, who didn't have much time to talk about here, looked at the basilisk in front of him with some annoyance and said. Just now, the basilisk has clearly stated that he doesn't want to fight, so the defeat here can't be a battle, he must be trying to break the contract by rubbing the edge, or ...... He was just playing Mo Yan, if it was the latter, Mo Yan would let him know the price of playing him. (To be continued.) )