In an instant, flames, ice arrows, acid arrows, lightning, and whirlwinds rained down on the mutated gargoyles. Casting large amounts of low-level magic quickly is something that Rogge and Floya are good at. Rogge didn't expect these spells to be effective in killing these mutated gargoyles with super high defense, he only wanted to find weaknesses in their magical defenses. Unfortunately, their magical resistance looks just as good as their defense.

Rogge and Floya are both great magicians. At this point, she changed her strategy again, and Floya activated multiple magical equipment, throwing stuns, rage, lethargy, immobilization, and so on one after another. Rog doesn't rely on spells at all, and casts spells even faster than Floya, casting spells related to darkness and necromancy, such as sluggishness, reduced defense, reduced magic resistance, and curses.

However, as a result, in addition to immunity, immunity is still immunity!

As one test by one failed, Rogge's face became more and more ugly. In terms of defensive surnames alone, these gargoyles are simply chasing the dragons. Luckily, their attack power is average, and they don't have any special magic skills. However, the large number and the poison on the teeth and claws were enough to compensate for the weakness of the attack.

The only way to deal with these highly defended and poisonous gargoyles is the hoplites in heavy armor and armed with giant swords and axes. Rog began to regret that he hadn't summoned the Ticton warriors. The Tikton warriors fought in the mountains and plains, and their oversized size and martial arts skills were not suitable for tasks such as exploring the dungeon, so Rog didn't even think to take them with him this time.

Rogge couldn't help but miss the dragon slayer spear that was thrown into the mountains by Nicholas, and even the battle axe 'soul binding' made by the Hammer of the God of War back then was much stronger than the Asrofik heavy infantry tomahawk in his hand. However, without any more emotion, the gargoyles were already screaming and pounced.

"All magicians exit the hall!Cast summoning spells!Use scrolls!All warriors with heavy weapons enter the hall!" Rogge calmed down and gave a series of orders.

He wheeled up his battle axe, slashed down a gargoylee that rushed in front of him, and then blessed himself with countless auxiliary magic, and then he roared wildly and pounced into the gargoyle group!

A scuffle!

Rog grabbed a gargoyle by the neck with his left hand and smashed its head with a few axes in quick swings, which made it stop struggling. During this time, he had already been scratched by gargoyles on his back several times. But the fat man was wearing silver dragon armor, so he was naturally unharmed. Of course, even if he doesn't wear armor, the strengthened ** defense will not be much worse than these gargoyles. The only problem was that he was good at magic, and right now, the fat man had no use for magic other than to bless himself with auxiliary magic.

Against these gargoyles, the disintegration technique is effective, and an elven mage has just proved it. It's a pity that the disintegration technique can only dissolve a gargoyle, but it consumes a lot of mana, and the success rate is less than half, so it's not practical at all.

Elven mages chanted one after another, summoned creatures joined the fray, and warriors began to pour into the halls. The battle slowly turned into a war of attrition.

Screams filled the hall, and the ordinary warriors fell one by one in front of the gargoyles. They often have to pay dozens of lives to cut down a gargoyle. But the bravery of the Asrofik warriors was on full display at this time, and the bands of warriors rushed into the hall on the corpses of their companions, fighting to the death the gargoyles who seemed to be unable to kill anything.

These gargoyles are highly poisonous, and even Rogge feels a little dizzy when he is injured, which is even more of a deadly threat to other warriors.

After cutting down the five gargoyles, the steel battle axe in Rog's hand has been curled into a war hammer. He roared and picked up his tomahawk and slammed it into a gargoyle. The gargoyle struggled on the ground and flew again. Rogge cursed viciously.

Only a strong warrior can easily deal with these difficult creatures, and there is nothing a mage can do with them, only to rely on summoned creatures to fight a war of attrition little by little. But at this moment, Rogge looked at it, and there was only one wind butterfly with high martial arts around him. As for himself, he is just invincible in brute force, and his martial arts are a mess. This time, the fat man relied too much on the magician, thinking that with a large team of elven mages, he would be invincible from now on, and he couldn't help but feel extremely annoyed at this moment.

The magic light on Rogge's body flickered, and the auxiliary magic effect of the blessing had disappeared. But then there was a flash of magic light, and several new auxiliary spells blessed him. The fat man looked back, and Floya came behind him at some point.

With a gloomy face, Rog lunged down behind Floya, pulled a gargoyle in the air down, slammed it to the ground, and then pressed the tip of his tomahawk against its throat, screaming, and slamming it through its throat.

Floya's face turned a little pale, but she still smiled and said, "Why are you trying so hard to save me?

Rogge said angrily, "You fucking stay out there honestly!"

Before Floya could reply, the fat man grabbed her, lifted her high, and threw her towards the door of the hall.

He picked up a battle axe from the ground, looked viciously at the gargoyles flying in the hall, spat it, and rushed forward again. The fat man is persistent, and although these gargoyles are difficult to deal with, they are not impossible to resist. Anyway, now that he has a lot of subordinates, these warriors are all Duke Dolyak's people, and no matter how many deaths he has, he doesn't want to give up.

The world of death, the sea of consciousness.

Fengyue and Wella are still facing each other, but their minds are not on fighting each other at the moment.

Wella said with a smile, "These gargoyles are almost immune to magic, so it's very difficult to deal with! I can't see that he is quite affectionate, he really doesn't look like an evil necromancer!"

Fengyue looked at Wella calmly, as if she hadn't heard her words.

Wella raised her index finger, pulled a golden thread in the air with her fingertips, and smiled meaningfully.

An inexplicable panic suddenly passed through Rog's heart, and he froze and was almost caught by a gargoyle.

At this moment Floya's voice came from the door: "Dead fat, if you don't want to retreat, then use whatever you want!

Rogge was anxious, for some reason, since the panic just now, his mind has never been at peace, and he has tried the 'Otherworldly Curse Purgatory' several times in succession without success. He originally wanted to use the 'Otherworldly Curse Binding Purgatory' to increase his magic power, forcibly leapfrog the 'Sword of Demonic Solution', and use the powerful magic weapons summoned to deal with these gargoyles. The 'Sword of Solution' is an eighth-order magic, far beyond the fat man's ability. The consequence of Rogge's forcible use of relying on mental power is that he is seriously injured under the counterattack of magic power.

Wei Na stared at Feng Yue, catching every trace of her change, and said slowly, "This way of driving magic is too harmful to me, so I stopped him." ”

However, Wella was disappointed, and Fengyue still looked at her expressionlessly.

There was still scuffle in the hall.

The wind butterfly shook suddenly, and fell to the sky. She already had a lot of scratches on her body, and she had been trying to support herself. But her anti-poison ability is far inferior to Rogge's, and she finally has a poisonous attack.

With a few thuds, several gargoyles surrounding her were knocked away.

Rog held the butterfly with one hand and took her wheel saw with the other. With a horizontal slash, the wheel saw buzzed, and immediately disemboweling a gargoyle. Wind Butterfly's wheel saw is a rare and exquisite magic weapon, much more powerful than the heavy axes used by ordinary warriors.

Rogge wiped a handful of gargoyle-blue blood splashed on his face, and scolded, "It's so fucking difficult! Wind Butterfly, can you still stand it? Hold on, I'll throw you out!"

The fat man turned his face and saw that Feng Die was holding a shiny dagger in both hands, aimed at his chest. She was biting her lower lip and her hands were shaking, hesitating.

Rogge knew in the blink of an eye that Wind Butterfly must have thought that she would die this time, so she wanted to take revenge before she died, although she knew that it was almost impossible to kill Rogge with a dagger.

The fat man frowned, casually took off the dagger in Wind Butterfly's hand, and said, "You better give me a good life first!" and then he threw Wind Butterfly out of the hall.

There was a thick smell of blood in the hall. Rog sighed, and he began to try to summon Fengyue and Gregory. If there was still no response, he would have to exit the Stone Palace and wait until he had gathered enough men to explore.

"He's calling you, are you going?" asked Wella.

Fengyue was still silent, and the silver light in her eyes did not fluctuate at all.

Rogge slowly retreated to the door of the hall.

The gargoyles seemed to see that these delicious humans wanted to escape, and they scrambled to pounce on them. Although the fat man had the wind butterfly's wheel saw in his hand, his martial arts skills were too poor after all, so it was quite difficult to deal with, and in the blink of an eye, there were several more wounds on the arms and thighs that the silver dragon armor could not protect. He was poisoned too much, his eyes were dark, and his body shook.

The pressure around Rog suddenly lightened, and the four huge snow bears summoned blocked the gargoyles. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Rogge hurriedly retreated outside the gate. He turned his head to see a pair of smiling green eyes.

But the little goblin's face immediately turned pale, and he fell limply, obviously overdrawn by his magic power.

Rogge finally gritted his teeth and gave the order to retreat in a loud voice.

At this moment, in the forest outside the Stone Palace, hundreds of warriors were speeding through the forest, rushing towards the Stone Palace. There were more than a dozen people in dark green robes in the team, and judging from their outfits, they were obviously druids. For these devotees of the goddess of nature, who are all too familiar with the natural mountains and forests, the heavy forests are completely unable to slow down their pace.

The mountain wind suddenly became a little stronger. There seemed to be a shadow in the wind.

One of the warriors at the back of the line ran and ran, his head suddenly rolling off, and blood spurting out like arrows! His headless body ran several meters before he fell to the ground.

Several of the warriors in front of him turned back in shock, all sprayed with blood. They screamed, but the cry was suddenly cut off, for they all had a short black arrow in their throats!

The whole team stopped.

Several druids were on alert and slowly approached to examine the bodies of the war dead. And the murderer has long been hidden in the gloomy forest at this time.

Several druids examined the corpse and said something to an elderly druid in a respectful manner. The old druid, with a gloomy face, slowly closed his eyes, and stood still, listening to the howling of the wind in the woods.

The whole forest fell silent, except for the mountain wind whistling through the treetops.

The old druid's eyes opened suddenly, and he roared, "Destroy! evil creatures of darkness!"

With his roar, countless thorns suddenly appeared out of thin air on an ancient tree not far away! These thorns instantly formed a natural prison, and a faint shadow could be seen inside that was scurrying back and forth like lightning, impacting the thorn cage. The thorn cage shone with a faint brilliance, and every time the shadow rushed to the edge of the cage, it was blocked back by an invisible wall, and the thorn branches could not be touched at all.

Several young druids couldn't help but whisper, "Oh my God, it's the Shadow Knight!"

"Don't panic! the wrath of the goddess of nature can destroy all evil beings!" said the old druid coldly.

An extremely faint turquoise flame suddenly ignited from under the ancient tree, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge fireball and rushed into the sky.

The old tree and the thorn cage in the canopy strangely lost all color and became a lifeless monotonous gray. And the Shadow Knight, who was still trying to break through the cage just now, has completely disappeared at this time.

The old druid snorted and said, "Let's go!" and turned to walk in the direction of the stone palace.

Wind Butterfly, who had already fallen into a coma, screamed and woke up suddenly.

What she saw was the dark, damp walls, and the screams that came from time to time not far away, and for a moment, she felt like she was in purgatory. Wind Butterfly's whole body was weak and weak, and her heart was beating wildly, as if she was about to break through the barrier of **.

"I ...... What's wrong with me?" Wind Butterfly opened her mouth to say something, but only a hoarse sound came out of her throat.

"You're awake? We'll be out in a minute, don't worry. ”

Wind Butterfly then found herself lying on the back of an elven guardian warrior, and was winding out with the group. But her heart was still beating wildly, beating faster and faster, as if it were about to pull her soul out of her body.

"It's him! He's in trouble...... It must be!" Wind Butterfly cried out, struggling to get off the elven warrior's back, "Where's Rogge? I want to see him!

The elven warrior grabbed Wind Butterfly and almost carried her out, saying, "Lord Rog is fending off those gargoyles in the rear! Wind Butterfly, calm down! Who are you talking about......"

Before she could finish speaking, Rogge, covered in dark blue blood, rushed up from the back of the line like the wind, rushing towards the front of the group. Without him in the rear formation, the fighting in the rear suddenly became louder, and the screams became much denser.

"Rogge! what's wrong with him, isn't it ......?" Windbutterfly screamed at Rogge's back.

Rogge rushed forward without stopping, his slightly anxious voice echoing in the long corridor: "He may still be alive! There is a powerful enemy outside, if we don't rush out quickly, we will all die in this!"

The whole team picked up their pace and followed Rogge as they rushed out.

Before entering the Stone Palace, Rogge left two hundred warriors to guard the exit. But he had just sensed that something had happened to Raphael, who was guarding in the forest. In the primeval forest, the Shadow Knight, who is born with the ability to stealth, has an advantage. Since even Raphael can't defend himself now, these enemies are by no means something that ordinary warriors can deal with. Once they preemptively blocked the gate of the Stone Palace, there would be a strong enemy in front of them, and a deadly demonic beast in the back, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

At this time, the old druid was already standing in front of the stone palace, silently looking at this magnificent building. Not far behind him was the barracks of the soldiers who had been left behind. All the soldiers in the barracks had been turned into corpses, and hundreds of beasts were wandering inside, making up for them as soon as they sniffed out the remnants who were still a little angry.

"To have such a magnificent tomb, the goddess of nature still favors you. Just stay in there. The old druid sneered and waved his hand, and several druids behind him each took out magic items and began to cast spells.

In the blink of an eye, countless boulders appeared out of thin air and firmly sealed the gate of the stone palace.

Standing at the end of the corridor sealed by rocks, Rogge's face was terrifyingly gloomy.

He knew that the enemy must be out there now, waiting for him to break the seal. At that time, all his men were exhausted, what could they use to resist these fierce enemies? However, these enemies did not know that the fat man still had a large number of elven engineering troops, and he could dig a hole from anywhere in the stone palace, so the situation was not completely desperate.

Of course, the premise of all this is that he can kill all the mutated gargoyles at the back of the team, not be killed by them......

Rog waved the wheel saw in his hand and strode towards the back of the group, shouting, "Come with me if you want to live!

Sea of Consciousness.

Wei Na looked at Fengyue like an ice sculpture, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became thicker and thicker.

"Fengyue, he's calling you again, aren't you going to help him? I'm right, it looks like he's not doing well!"

Fengyue was just silent.

Gregory suddenly flew up.

But Feng Yue, who was condensed in the sky, stretched out his hand to grab it in the air, and more than ten strong gravitational forces immediately covered the bone dragon that wanted to go out of the air.

The bone dragon let out a sudden wail, and every bone couldn't stop shaking under the strong gravitational pull. With a few soft snaps, its four thin wings were torn off by the irresistible gravitational pull, and in the blink of an eye, it was blown away by the never-ending gale.

The bone dragon fell headlong to the ground. It secretly looked at Fengyue, and saw that Fengyue's eyes shining with golden doji stars were also looking at it coldly.

At that moment, a sudden chill almost froze Gregory's soul! It slashed its claws and crawled behind a boulder like lightning, shivering.

In the sea of consciousness, Weina slowly drifted closer to Fengyue, and her smile became even bigger. She said, "Listen, he's calling you again! This may be the last summoning! Are you really not going to go? By the time he kills all the gargoyles, his men will be dead." However, there are still a lot of people waiting for him outside! Fengyue, do you say, will he be completely killed this time?"

She continued to approach Fengyue slowly, "Fengyue, even if he can escape, although this possibility is almost negligible. Do you think he'll summon you again?"

Feng Yue's silver eyes looked at Wella quietly.

Wella had drifted closer, so close to Fengyue that it was almost within reach. She stared at Fengyue and asked word by word, "You, really, don't go?"

Finally, the silver glow in Feng Yue's eyes dimmed slightly.

Wella and Fengyue passed by.

She turned her head slightly, looked at Fengyue's dreamy and beautiful side, and smiled softly: "Since you don't go, then I'll go." ”

Her smug crisp laughter grew louder and louder, and finally filled the entire sea of consciousness!

A flash of turquoise light flashed, and Rog slashed off both of the front paws of a gargoylle in front of him, and the splash of blue blood sprayed him all over the face. He cursed something, wiping the blood from his face as he swung the saw diagonally forward, guarding against what tricks the gargoyle had to play before he died.

The fat man is really not used to the powerful and difficult weapon of the wheel saw, and the wind butterfly's wheel saw is too light, and he used too much force a few times, and almost cut himself.

He wiped his face while dancing the wheel saw, anyway, there were gargoyles in front and back, left and right, and he couldn't make a mistake. But the fat man's hand suddenly lightened, and the wheel saw disappeared!

Rogge's surprise was not trivial, he opened his eyes and looked around, several gargoyles were close at hand, and a pair of blood-red eyes were staring at him. The fat man's movements were like electricity, and he suddenly fell to the ground, and then rolled out of the encirclement, and when he stood up again, he already had an extra tomahawk in his hand. But in an instant, the tomahawk in his hand disappeared in front of Rogge's eyes!

The fat man suddenly noticed that his surroundings had become extremely quiet at some point. The screams, the fighting, and the gargoyle screams that had been intertwined just now were gone.

Rog looked left and right, and the gargoyles were all standing still. At this moment, it was as if the river of time had frozen.

Suddenly, the gargoyles around Rog seemed to have lost their weight, and one by one they slowly fell, and then they collapsed on the ground as if they had no bones, and they were like mud. Rogge stared blankly at the gargoyles that were all dead in strange shapes, and he was speechless for a moment.

The space in front of the fat man suddenly rippled, and the beautiful demon lotus that made him worry slowly surfaced.

After a long time, the lines of the demon lotus are softer and smoother, and there are many faint golden patterns flowing on it. These patterns seem to be slowly changing patterns, like life. When they are intrigued, they suddenly turn into a bottomless deep pool, almost sucking the soul of a person into it. Under the golden vein, there is a very light cyan shading. Behind the 'Demon Lotus', dozens of armor leaves stretched out, like a pair of metal wings, but the white wings that Rogge was familiar with did not stretch out.

Suddenly an inexplicable surging of something in Rogge's chest blocked his throat. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

Those who are worried about all the time are talking about it all the time......

He stared at the 'Demon Lotus''s chest, where was a beautiful blue-black armor, and the soul imprint he had left behind had long since disappeared.

For a while, all kinds of tastes came to Rogge's heart, and he called out in a low voice: "Fengyue ......" and no longer knew what to say.

He strode towards Fengyue, forgetting the consequences of his reckless actions in the past.

The fat man's body suddenly became several times heavier! He was caught off guard and was about to fall headlong. In the midst of the crisis, Rogge improved his mental strength, and his hands were stretched forward, but he resisted the sudden pressure. However, the gravitational force increased several times in an instant, and Rogge finally couldn't resist it, and fell in front of Fengyue with a thud!

Gravitational pull is fleeting. As soon as Rogge looked up, a chill passed in front of him, and then there was a turquoise light in front of him!

He slowly stood up, and only then did he realize that it was Wind Butterfly's wheel saw that had just fallen against the tip of his nose, and a few strands of his hair were hanging from it.

Fengyue floated quietly in front of him, her right hand slowly raised, reaching out to Rogge.

'Demon Lotus' seemed to have no thickness at all, and every line of her right hand was completely outlined. It was the first time that Rogge had looked at Fengyue's right hand so intently, even though he was fully aware of the terrifying power contained in this hand.

He suddenly found that this hand, which had taken countless lives, was so delicate that it would hurt if the wind was stronger.

In this slender hand that cannot be described in words, Rogge also saw death, a clear death!

There seemed to be a layer of light smoke enveloping Fengyue's right hand. It's not smoke, it's a subtle distortion of space.

The living gargoyles let out a dying scream, and then eerily exploded into a cloud of blue blood one after the other, from front to back!

Rogge's gaze was irresistibly drawn to the tip of the slender hand's index finger. He couldn't believe that these gargoyles, who had fought so bloodily and almost desperately, had been destroyed without resistance, under the hands of this beautiful hand.

Destruction and beauty are presented in front of Rogge's eyes at the same time.

So clear.

Fengyue's right hand slowly stretched out towards Rogge, and the light smoke still lingered on his fingertips.

Rogge's mouth was dry. For some reason, he instinctively wanted to step back, trying to get as far away as possible from this beautiful indescribable hand. However, his body was completely out of his control, and he froze in place, unable to move. Rogge suddenly understood why the gargoyles stood still.

Feng Yue's hand finally touched his face, and that bit of coldness slowly seeped into the deepest part of Rogge's soul. The fat man involuntarily fought with his teeth. He struggled to build up his mental strength, trying to fight the cold feeling of fear. However, every time his mental power increased, his sense of fear increased correspondingly, just enough to suppress Rogge's resistance.

Rogge looked at the expressionless demon mask and said slowly, "Fengyue...... You want to kill me?"

Fengyue's right hand slid lightly, lightly across Rog's cheek, and then retracted, a drop of blue blood on her fingertips. The demon mask's small mouth suddenly opened, blowing towards the drop of blue blood. The blue blood was blown away from his fingertips and scattered in the air. But in Rogge's eyes, from this little mouth, it was not Rulan's breath that blew out, but a Xunfeng that was enough to destroy everything!

The blue drop of blood was not blown away by the wind, but completely disintegrated into nothingness.

The breeze crept across Rogge's face. The fat man finally couldn't support it anymore, his legs went limp, and he almost sat on the ground.

Flutter, Fengyue seemed to laugh softly.

She suddenly turned around, and at the other end of the corridor, countless soldiers, along with Floya and Windbutterfly, were watching all this wordlessly. They are also incapacitated at the moment.

Feng Yue snorted, her clear and cold voice contained a powerful power that shook her soul. Where can ordinary warriors resist this kind of power? Even Wind Butterfly and Floya are exhausted, and there is no room for resistance. So in the blink of an eye, everyone fainted and fell to the ground.

The fat man was completely speechless.

Feng Yue said coldly: "You continue to explore the Stone Palace, and I will solve the people outside." ”

The fat man nodded mechanically, staring blankly at Fengyue, who slowly turned around and was about to leave.

Feng Yue suddenly turned her head slightly, and unexpectedly ...... Unexpectedly, slowly...... Slowly lifted the corner of the devil's mask!

There was a bang in Rogge's head, and the whole world collapsed at this moment!

In the ruins and emptiness, only the dazzling white skin and the little red lips remained......

The corners of the cheeks and lips seemed to have a smile that seemed to be absent.

By the time Rogge regained consciousness, Fengyue had already left, and he was the only one standing alone in the long corridor. To his right were his fainting men, and to his left was a deep passage completely soaked in gargoyle blood and glowing with a faint blue light.

He took a deep breath and slowly sorted out what had just happened in his mind, and then he really understood what was happening. However, the fat man always felt that he didn't really know what was going on.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Fengyue seems to have completely changed, becoming immeasurably powerful. Rogge suddenly felt that Fengyue had become an existence that was difficult for him to understand.

Is this the disparity in power?

Quietly, a little blush in the dazzling white light appeared in front of his eyes again. Rogge's heart suddenly beat uncontrollably.

Rog picked up Floya and Wind Butterfly, and at the slightest call, they woke up leisurely. Those fighters also woke up as soon as they screamed, and they didn't seem to have suffered any damage from the mental shock just now.

Rogge reorganized the team and counted the number of people. After a series of hard battles, the 2,800 warriors who entered the underground palace at the beginning are now less than 1,200 left. To Rogge's relief, none of the elven mages and engineering troops were harmed. To the fat man's surprise, the more than a hundred captured druid warriors turned out to be fine.

With a wave of his hand, he walked to the depths of the dungeon first. Everyone in the team followed Rog silently. The blue corridor was full of the blood of a solidified gargoyle, as if it had condensed a piece of blue ice, and it was very slippery. From time to time, a warrior would fall to the ground, but no one would speak, and even those who fell would get up in silence, not daring to scream, as if they were afraid to wake up a sleeping demon.

Floya and Butterfly walked behind Rog. They should have had countless questions to ask Rogge, but at this moment they all subconsciously chose to remain silent. For some reason, they instinctively refused to remember what had just happened.

The re-exploration went surprisingly well, and there were no more difficult monsters to deal with, and all the undead who would jump out from time to time before were gone. Rogge knew that they were not hiding, but completely gone. I don't know if it was destroyed, or if it was carried back to the world of death by Fengyue. However, Fengyue shouldn't look down on these weak undead creatures.

Rogge sighed to himself. It seems that Fengyue has made rapid progress in the world of death, which king has she defeated? In this case, her past worries are unnecessary.

It's just that Fengyue's power is getting stronger and stronger, but Rogge feels that he is getting farther and farther away from her.

Once again, Rogge has been sleepwalking, almost instinctively directing the exploration.

I don't know how long I walked in the stone palace, but finally, a wide and tall passage appeared in front of Rogge, and at the end of the passage were two tall stone gates. From the point of view, the back of the stone gate should be the center of the stone palace, where the body of the demon Amoro is sealed.

It's just that this nearly 100-meter passage doesn't look easy to walk.

"How do you feel?" asked Floya in a low voice.

Rogge, who had stood silently at the entrance of the passage for a long time, opened his eyes and sighed, "It's all traps and traps. ”

The fat man thought for a moment, waved his hand, and said, "Let's not take this road." Now there are a lot of people, dig in from the side!"

A few hours later, Rogge was bruised and stood at the entrance of the passage again. He had already tried all sorts of means, and the result of the elven engineering troops, who were half exhausted, was to make sure that the center of the stone palace was surrounded by solid rocks! There was no other way out but this passage.

Rogge frowned and paced around the passageway, and after dozens of turns, he suddenly shouted, "Bring all the prisoners!"

A moment later, Rogge stood expressionlessly in front of more than a hundred captives. He pointed to the stone gate at the end of the passage and said, "I swear in the name of the Most High God, if any of you can touch the stone gate, I will release him immediately!"

Under the pressure of knives and axes, one by one the captives had to enter the passage. Once in the passage, they must do everything in their power to survive.

Several elves stood at the entrance of the passage, detailing the type and location of traps.

Arrows will shoot out, poisonous mist and flames will run out, and the blade wheel that sways back and forth will be exhausted. Once the location of a pit that can be used repeatedly and is full of sharp blades is known, it is no longer threatening. When several magic traps with instant death effects in front of the stone gate were also triggered, Rogge finally showed a smile on his face, and said to the more than ten captives who stood in front of the stone gate for the rest of their lives: "You guys, you are free. ”

"My lord, do you want to release the arrow?" asked an officer in a low voice.

Rogge shook his head and said, "I've promised to set them free." Our Northland warriors have the heaviest promises, how can they be as despicable and shameless as those druids?"

The officer couldn't help but look in admiration.

In the dull roar, the two tall stone doors were pushed open by the warriors, and finally revealed the mysterious temple that had been shrouded in darkness for an unknown number of years, the Amora Hades.

The magic mirror in Rogge's arms suddenly chirped, and the light it emitted could be faintly seen through his clothes.

Rogge glanced at Floya and Wind Butterfly and said, "You two stay here." "Then he walked into the temple.

Floya grabbed Rogge's clothes and smiled, "I'll go too." ”

"You've run out of mana, what are you doing in there?"

Floya bit her lower lip and said softly, "I can use Paradise Lost!"

Rogge frowned, and said, "No, Paradise Lost can not be used as much as possible! Hmph, what can a demon who has no eyes and is sealed do to me?"

With that, Rogge walked into the temple alone, gradually disappearing into the darkness.

"Dead fat, you're ......," Floya paused angrily.

The world of the dead.

The entire sea of consciousness reverberated with Wella's crisp and triumphant laughter.

She smiled while floating around the wind and moon: "The same body, why does he have no resistance when he sees you, and he has to desperately resist the pressure of my soul when he sees me?

Fengyue closed her eyes and clasped her hands in front of her chest, as if she was asleep, completely ignoring Wella.

Wella slowly approached Fengyue, carefully examined her dreamy face, and smiled, "I suddenly found that it was so fun to scare him. Your 'Demon Lotus' is not very strong. You say, next time, will the mask suddenly fall off?"

Fengyue's eyes suddenly opened, and the shining silver light instantly illuminated the entire sea of consciousness.

A sudden onslaught slammed Wella into the golden lake, stirring up a monstrous wave.

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