Chapter 680: Fight, Cool!
γSubspace Labyrinthγ
[A labyrinth formed by a mysterious compound released by two mythical creatures, nested inside, with a total of more than a thousand rooms, which changes every ten minutes]
[If you want to get through this labyrinth, there are only two things you can rely on]
[One is the space talent that never gets lost]
[The second is luck]
[Note: This maze is infested with a large number of high-level strong enemies, please exit the maze with caution]
"You know me so well."
Bai Yu looked at this line of notes and couldn't help laughing.
Not to enter cautiously, but to exit cautiously.
Why?
Bai Yu had been stuck in the rank for a long time, and he felt that it was time for him to break through to the Transcendent Fourth Order, but he was always missing an opportunity.
Or rather, stress?
Breaking through the first order is the grinding of life and death, breaking through the second order is the current strong enemy, and breaking through the third order is relying on the pressure given by Tao Rusu's father-in-law, Lao Deng.
He felt like he had gradually become the type who couldn't improve without pressure.
In a nutshell......
He wanted a beating.
Anyone can beat me up, use some force!
There are thousands of small rooms in the labyrinth of subspace, each with four doors, and the direction from behind each door is uncertain, and no one knows who you will meet in the next moment.
The room wasn't small, about the size of two indoor basketball courts, and it was spacious, but it wasn't very friendly to mages who liked kite tactics as a place of engagement.
This distance is barely enough for a knight to charge, and it is deliberately designed to be so cramped and narrow, it is clearly to force everyone to show their knives when they meet.
Bai Yu chose a door at random, and his front foot had just passed through the space, and the next moment he saw a whistling fireball.
Boom ββ!
"Hit?" A nobleman standing at the edge of the field asked in a whisper.
"Like, he didn't do anything to defend himself." Another aristocratic woman with red hair said.
"Maybe it's not a mage and cultist in disguise, right?"
"No matter, I'd rather kill the wrong one than let it go, if you can't tell the relationship between the enemy and me, you can only strike first!" The aristocratic woman held the young man's palm and said, "Antu, you will definitely protect me, right?" β
"Don't worry!" The aristocratic young man held the woman's hand and said loudly, "Don't worry, I'm a third-order mage, no matter what, I will definitely protect your safety." β
"You're so nice, Antu."
As they spoke, the two seemed to want to perform a passion play.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" At this time, a coughing sound sounded inappropriately.
The black-haired youth patted his shoulder and smiled, "Two, this is a public place, I don't recommend you to mate on the spot." β
The aristocratic young man was shocked: "You have eaten my Flame Burst Spell, how can you be safe and sound!" β
"Well...... this" Bai Yu spread his hands: "I'm sorry, I'm exempt." β
The faces of the third-order magicians of the fire system have changed, this is attribute suppression?
Bai Yu continued: "But I don't mean to deal with you, don't be so nervous, I'm not a pretender. β
The aristocratic young man asked, "Isn't it true?" β
"It's not." Bai Yu said, suddenly stepped on her toes, and a whirlwind leg slapped the side face of the noble woman, her head immediately ran away from home, her body collapsed, and a head rolled down more than ten meters away.
The aristocratic young man's eyes widened and he was furious: "How dare you! β
"Calm down." Bai Yu pinched the fireball he had just rubbed out and lowered the other party's head: "Look at the corpse." β
The aristocratic youth was angry at first, then stunned...... Because the corpses that fell to the ground already emitted the smell of decay, and the blood flowing from the neck was not fresh.
Apparently not just died.
"Headhunter ......" Bai Yu looked at the head rolling on the ground and said, "It will eat the head of the original owner, and in its place, its body will be dead long ago, but it will be kept alive through magic." β
The aristocratic youth immediately fell to his knees and vomited.
"Is there such a big reaction?" Bai Yu raised his eyebrows: "You kissed that thing?" β
"Nope." The aristocratic young man retched and said, "I am very conservative and have never kissed." β
"And you're throwing up like this?"
"I slept with her five times."
"You call this conservatism?"
Bai Yu snapped his fingers and set the corpse on fire.
After saying that, he didn't care about the young man, and continued to walk towards the next room.
After encountering three empty rooms in a row, he meets the next passerby friend again.
The two sides met amicably, and each chose to leave the portal.
continued to have a bye twice, Bai Yu couldn't stop scratching his head, why did he always hit the air?
He waited in place for three minutes, making sure that the maze had been reset and then proceeded again, this time unexpectedly running into a distinguished guest.
The latter looked normal, a kind old woman.
But the red logo above his head was so bright that it was completely exposed.
It's amazing to feel more and more that the system passivity of auto-seeking enemies is amazing.
Bai Yu smiled: "Hello." β
"Hello, handsome young man......"
"Goodbye."
βοΌβ
Before the old woman could react, a black and gold spear had pierced her chest.
I don't know how many chapters have not appeared in the Lionheart Lance roared and roared, domineeringly announcing that he had finally killed it.
As Bai Yu's realm continued to climb, its multi-functional transformation weapon was also evolving, as if there was really a male lion wandering and pacing, and the phantom began to get close to the essence to form an oppressive force.
The chest was torn, the flesh was destroyed, and the old woman screamed, but the next moment, her two hands clasped the lionheart spear, and her whole body began to expand rapidly, like a balloon inflated at high speed, which was ......
A bitter incantation was recited.
This is a spell that has long been extinct in the modern spell system.
- Corpse explosion!
The demigod Necromantic Monarch is known as a scourge because of his ability to turn any dead life into a bomb, and his necromancers are well versed in this.
Bai Yu decisively let go of his hand, allowing the old woman's body to be detonated, he stepped lightly and retreated, and after the fire engulfed the lionheart, it whirled and flew out more than twenty meters away, emitting white smoke and stained with minced meat.
If the Lionheart had a machine spirit, it would be crying 'So, love is going to be gone?'
At this moment, the real necromancer hidden in the corner appeared, and it had abandoned its human appearance and brought a few geyers as guards, and as soon as it opened its mouth, it was greeted by a strange laughter.
"Now that you have no weapons, suffer death!"
The necromancer swung his bone's staff and threw flames, and the flame sphere exploded into a huge dark green fireball that almost engulfed the room.
This is also a method of warfare, if the mage does not want to be close, then the firepower covers all the dead corners.
Although the White Elm is completely exempt from fire, the Necromantic Flame is not an ordinary flame and has a strong curse nature.
Heroic Spirit Projection Liberation.
Space jump with backstab.
The necromancer's eyes widened and he stiffened his head: "This can't beββ! β
He felt impaled, but then his teeth collided: "It's useless, physical damage is almost ineffective against me!" β
"Who told you I can only do physical damage?"
Bai Yu smiled and took out a bottle of holy water from Bai Yu and poured it on the necromancer's head.
After the Holy Maiden's enhanced blessing, the power of the holy water has doubled to more than ten times its original power.
The necromancer immediately resounded all over his body with the sound of evil being purified.
It let out a feeble roar and quickly lay down on the board.
Necromantic weak Saint attribute.
After killing the Necromancer, +1 to the account mystery box
Bai Yu immediately moved to the next room.
There are so many high-level monsters in a bunch, and it's even more efficient than farming dungeons.
The explosion rate in reality is basically 100%, but in the dungeon it is only 10%, which is ten times worse.
It's a limited-time event.
The next pretty boy, please come and face me down!
Bai Yu's happy mood does not mean that other people are also in the same happy mood as him.
In this subspace where it is difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, the cunning cult believers have all turned into the sixth child one by one.
Will pretend to be hello and hello for a while, but will suddenly launch a wave of backstabs.
In fact, for these evil mages, killing the nobles, citizens, and high mages of Rome would also be of great benefit to them.
It's a hidden setting that only they know.
All living beings who die in this labyrinth of subspace are offered as sacrifices to the demigods.
Their fighting and fighting were no different from the ritual of sacrifice on the altar.
And these sacrifices are the highest sacrifices.
Killing and then sacrificing will greatly please the demigods who are watching.
The demigods are delighted, they are blessed and empowered, and this is a two-way street.
So who is it that hurts?
Only the unlucky ones of Rome.
They were not only deceived about their feelings, but also taken away from their lives, and finally had to face the betrayal of their friends in ignorance, vomiting blood and dying in anger.
It's miserable to think about.
But the efforts of the cultists must also be praised here.
Next, let's take a look at a live heart-rending performance.
An aristocratic man broke down unacceptably and said, "You, my friend, my dear friend, how can you be a dragon!" Aljack! β
The dragon priest licked the blood on his hands and said indifferently, "I have been a dragon since a few years ago. β
"No, it can't be, I don't believe it!"
"Accept it, Carter." The dragon priest raised his hand: "You are my dear friend, I will dedicate your life and blood to the beautiful Mother of Dragons, it is your honor!" β
"Could it be that everything you said in the past is false!"
"No, that's true." The dragon priest said lightly: "At least I also paid a certain amount of sincerity. β
In order to complete today's sacrificial ceremony, they even did far better than the original owner in all aspects, acting as confidant buddies and strong support from the financial owner behind them, which is simply a noble person in the world.
It's no wonder that many people still find it difficult to accept after being backstabbed.
It turns out that what the nobleman wants is not friendship, but his own life.
This one was even more unacceptable, and said bitterly: "You help me at all costs, give me people, give me money, help me smuggle to small countries, smuggle and avoid taxes, and also give me my hometown to practice forbidden medicine cultivation!" How can someone like you be a bad person! β
"Hahaha, is it possible to ......" The dragon priest approached and bent down: "What I want to see is your expression at this time?" What a painful expression. β
The sense of dΓ©jΓ vu in this scene is too strong.
Someone watching the play in the corner couldn't help but exclaim: "! β
The dragon priest turned around and looked coldly at the other side: "If you leave quietly and directly, you may be able to pick up a life, what, do you want to give him a head?" β
"How so?" Bai Yu spread his hands: "I think you are really a natural pair, it is recommended to lock it up directly, don't let it out and harm people." β
The tail of the dragon priest directly twisted the neck of the nobleman to complete the sacrifice, and it said, "You have a cursed breath on you......"
"You say this?" Bai Yu shook his right hand:
The dragon priest said: "A strong man can't do it, you deserve to die here." β
"Eh, don't rush to do it."
"You want to beg for mercy?"
"Not really." Bai Yu said slowly: "The cursed breath will stay in the labyrinth, and someone will definitely come over after a while...... I'd like to make up an even number. β
"What's that?" The dragon priest raised his eyebrows, completely unable to understand what nonsense this man was saying.
"Then I'll translate it for you." The Great Xia man brushed up the hair on his forehead: "You are not enough for me to fight, make up a teammate for you." β
(End of chapter)