Chapter 195: Dimensionality Reduction Strike
"Boom-"
The asphalt slabs slowly moved away, revealing a dark and deep tunnel.
It's like a path of no return to the abyss.
"Welcome to the next visit to heaven and earth."
The store manager, who was holding the 9 soul coin money bag, stood in the dim light, bowing slightly to Qian Yuelong at the mouth of the underground tunnel, polite and gentlemanly.
Heaven and earth, is the name of this hotel.
Qian Yuelong thought of a sentence - I came from heaven, passed through the world, and went to hell.
Heaven and earth are the only places where hell is missing, so the place where the two converge is the entrance to hell.
The black cloaks melted into the deeper darkness, indistinguishable from each other.
The heavy slate mechanism slammed shut down.
The store manager straightened up, walked out of the basement with light steps, looked at the cold corpse lying in front of the service desk, and sighed: "It's time to recruit people again." β
Qian Yuelong, who walked into the tunnel, is sliding wildly down the cliff of this tunnel that is constantly deriving from the downward direction.
In the state of spiritual vision, you can see clearly in the dark.
As she walked, she saw a chute in front of her that suddenly folded 90 degrees.
The area around the entrance of the slide, except for the direction in which she turned back, was closed.
In other words, there is only one entrance.
The entrance is about a meter wide and can accommodate several people.
After thinking about it for a while, Qian Yuelong cautiously summoned his martial soul, and used the passivity of the first soul technique to mimic the ukiyo-e golden lotus into a familiar flower umbrella, wanting to float down slowly.
Halfway through the drift, she found that the soul technique was like stagnant water, and fell silent.
The blue-gold flame extinguished in the deep darkness.
Qian Yuelong, who knew the setting of the Killing Capital, knew that she should have truly stepped into the geographical scope of the Killing Capital.
Regardless of whether it is inside or outside the city, as long as it is within the range of the red moon, it is the killing capital.
Those who have not received the position personally granted by the King of Slaughter cannot use soul skills, and their soul power will also be affected, suppressing some of them.
A light leap in the air, with the ukiyo-e golden lotus as the foothold, went straight down the smooth tunnel.
"Welcome to the Killing Capital."
A soft female voice sounded faintly.
Like a ghost, the cold aura spread out at the moment when this voice sounded.
The special material shields the detection of Qianyuelong's mental power, and the sound source cannot be detected.
Qian Yuelong lowered her eyes, her mind moved slightly, and pure soul power was injected into the ukiyo-e golden lotus, and the miniature lotus flower suddenly multiplied, appearing in her next foothold.
But this time, Qian Yuelong did not move, but landed steadily in the center of the lotus platform that shimmered with purple-gold light, allowing the ukiyo-e golden lotus to slowly fall into the hazy light at the bottom in mid-air.
The air was turbid, and the wind carried a thick smell of blood.
In the deep night sky with no stars in sight, only a huge red moon hung high, casting a chaotic and strange glow, and the black buildings standing in the dense fog were reflected in the shallow light.
The clammy wind blew, and the murderous aura spread.
Qian Yuelong floated to the ground from the center of the lotus platform, looking ahead at the black-armored knights who had gathered in the fog at some point.
The black armor and helmet covered their real bodies tightly, and the soul beast breed war horse, the Demon Wildebeest, also put on heavy armor and followed their master to guard in front of the huge gate that was more than thirty meters high.
At a cursory glance, there are about 100 people.
The aura on their bodies is not strange at all, and it is even a feeling that has not been seen for a long time.
It was the anger that came out of the sea of corpses and the cold killing intent that seemed to be materialized.
Qian Yuelong stood motionless, keeping a safe distance of one hundred and fifty meters from the Black Armored Knights.
"Newcomer, which entrance did you come in?"
A cold voice came from under the helmet of the black-armored knight at the head.
Qian Yuelong thought of the name of the hotel that the store manager finally took the initiative to say, and said tentatively: "Heaven and earth? β
As the words fell, a knight behind the black-armored knight at the head drove forward and whispered a few words to him.
The head knight bowed his head shallowly, but the cold killing intent on his body did not decrease by half a point, looked at her and said, "You have not broken the rules, and you have the qualifications to enter the killing capital." β
Qian Yuelong's gaze moved slightly, sweeping over the huge black complex behind them: "In other words, I can enter now?" β
She guessed that they must have a special messaging channel to receive messages from the ground in time.
The first to answer Qianyuelong was a wine bottle that broke through the air.
"Whoaβ"
Qian Yuelong raised her hand, waved her sleeve robe, easily dissolved the power on the wine bottle, dragged the wine bottle steadily, and looked at the black-armored knight who threw the cup at her suspiciously: "This is?" β
The black-armored knight said coldly, "You can enter." But you also need to pay a glass entrance fee. β
Qianyuelong: "."
The store manager didn't tell her that she had to pay a glass of yellow spring dew for the entrance fee!
So after a long time, whether it is a serious person or not, you have to fight?
Qian Yuelong, who had no intention of bleeding herself, thought of it as a matter of course.
The men and horses on the other side also stared coldly at the black-robed man who covered her face, waiting for her to pay the price by herself, and also to prevent her from forcibly breaking into the city.
"Is it okay to pay for any glass of yellow spring dew?"
Qing Ling's voice, wrapped in purity that was incompatible with this murderous region, sounded from under the black robe.
The black-armored knight sat down on his horse indifferently and said coldly, "Yes. β
"That"
The first long word still echoed in the ears, and Qian Yuelong's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and the black-armored knights who had been vigilantly paying attention to Qianyuelong only had time to capture a trace of afterimage, and all kinds of martial spirits in various cities appeared, and the unified eight rings floated from the feet of the black-armored knights.
It's unbelievable that they are all soul masters of the Contra realm!
"Zhengβ"
The whistling wind poured into the cracks in the armor, and Qian Yuelong, who silently appeared behind a black-armored knight on the edge, raised her hand and pressed it on the arm of the black-armored knight with the martial soul of iron chains.
The black-armored knight's second spirit ring flashed, and the red-glowing chains scurried like snakes, trying to entangle their prey and strangle it.
However, in the next second, the majestic and pure spiritual power turned into a big hand, choking the snake by seven inches, and holding the iron chains together with absolute crushing momentum.
"I'm sorry, I'll lend you blood."
The chains let out an overwhelmed metal whin.
The slender white hand pressed against the hard armor, and the eyes under the helmet of the black-armored knight shrank in shock, and he was shocked to find that his soul power was not forbidden, and he could not break free from the confinement of that power.
And the stainless steel armor made of special materials on his body was gently pressed by the seemingly weak and boneless hand that stretched out from under the black sleeve robe.
At that moment, it was as if an invisible force struck his armor.
The numbing pain passed down the cobweb-like crack of the armor into the skin, and a sharp fragment of the armor was held in Chizuki's hand, and it slashed neatly at the strong arm exposed to the air.
The muscles were torn apart, and red blood flowed out.
A black wine bottle rests against the edge of the wound on his arm, catching the blood.
"Don't move, it'll be fine soon."
Qian Yuelong, who suppressed people with powerful spiritual power and condensed spiritual power, said seriously.
(End of chapter)