"Ahh

A shrill scream faintly reached Gehr's ears through the wooden door, and quickly faded away, as if it came from a young girl.

Before, Gehr suddenly felt an unusual collection of energy on the other side of the door, and that force seemed to be condensed into substance, and his body directly stabbed the sword in his hand according to his instinctive reaction, and the sharp sword body directly penetrated the wooden door under Geer's precise control, and hit the area he sensed as he wished.

The voice outside the door showed that his attack was working.

Pulling back the long sword from the wooden door, Gehr looked at the sword body horizontally in front of his eyes, the sword body was shining, and the blade of the sword flashed with a cold cold light, which was no different from usual.

Gell stretched out his fingers and lightly touched the tip of his sword—this was the part he could be sure had stabbed at what he didn't know what it was, it was cold, much cooler than the rest of the sword.

"You're still trying to run when you're caught by the tail?"

A few seconds later, there was a loud bang, and the wooden door where the connection had been severed slammed to the ground, and Gehr stepped out of the room.

"Switch to temperature difference visual mode. ”

Gehr's vision suddenly seemed to be covered with a filter membrane, and all the colors that were too bright were removed.

Looking down at the ground for a moment, Gehr quickly found what he was looking for—silver dots of light that connected in an irregular straight line across the hallway floor to the corner ahead.

Gehr crouched down and touched the silver point of light, the same as the tip of the sword, nothing else, but the temperature was unusually low.

That's probably the blood of that kind of thing, right?

When something is unknown, people will always have some scruples when facing it, and Gehr is no exception. But once you have a certain understanding, and you find that the other party will also be injured and bleed under your own sword, which is not invincible, then all your previous scruples will be swept away.

Standing up, Gehr walked briskly forward following the trail on the ground without hesitation.

Bite...... Bite...... Bite......

A strange wind chime rang suddenly, and I don't know where the road came from.

Gehr quickly passed through the corridors, the walls on either side rapidly receding backwards. The corridor here is very peculiar, it seems that there is no end at all, and a corner will appear after a few tens of meters, and then it will be the same corridor as before, if it were not for the guidance of the "bloodstains" on the ground, Gell would have thought that he had been spinning in place.

I don't know how long I walked, but suddenly the light in front of me brightened, and I entered a hall instead of a static corridor.

The length of the hall is about half a hundred, in a rectangle, and the interior is brightly lit and covered with a thick red wool carpet. It is surrounded by gold decorations and sconces, and the walls are covered with pale yellow wallpaper. At intervals there is a statue of a knight in heavy armor.

But what caught Geer's eye was the painting he saw in front of him as he entered the hall, a painting of an entire wall as a drawing board. The scene depicted in the painting is simple, a ceremony of noble conferment, in which a king wearing a crown rests a ceremonial sword on the shoulder of a silver-armored warrior kneeling on one knee in front of him, while the surrounding people are cheering, each with a deftly depicted expression.

And the end of the "bloodstain" is in front of this wall painting.

Walking to the wall, Gell looked up at the image of the warrior on the painting that was larger than his real-life self, and reached out to press it against the wall in front of the "blood stain".

As soon as I exerted my strength, I felt a subtle tremor.

Gehr's other hand also pressed against the wall, and in the direction he sensed, both hands exerted force together, and the rumble sounded continuously, and the stone wall had moved to the side, revealing a dark passage.

It was a long, narrow and dark stone corridor, with symmetrical torch sockets on the dark walls on both sides, and after a few breaths of the stone wall had been opened, these torches suddenly spontaneously ignited without wind, illuminating the passage.

By the light, Gehr could see the rows of black stone steps beneath his feet, stretching diagonally downward, and he didn't know how deep the path led to the ground.

Importantly, Gehr rediscovered the silver "bloodstains" on the stone steps.

Without stopping, Gehr walked down the stone steps without hesitation.

It was not until Gehr had walked for more than half an hour that a black circular stone door appeared in front of the staircase, the door was ajar, and there were not only "silver blood stains" on the dusty ground, but even clear footprints.

With a slight force on the front of the door, the stone door was silently pushed open to the back, and it was a beautiful and magnificent palace.

The floor is made entirely of pure black obsidian, which seems to have been waxed, and is so clear that it can almost be used as a mirror. Twelve marble columns lined up on either side of the hall, each inlaid with a shining gem, surrounded in a symmetrical way around a circular altar in the middle, and the stone that made up the altar was covered with all kinds of strange symbols, and at the end it spread along the strange pattern to the small pool in the middle of the altar, and the blue liquid from nowhere kept sloping down from above, directly into the pool that seemed to never be filled.

Behind the pool, a large cloud of rolling black gas floated above the altar, and the deeper black light and electric light that seemed to be churning in the gas seemed to be churning, but no sound came out, which looked strange and spectacular.

The white figure that Gehr was tracking was in a corner of the hall, but he only glanced at the white figure at random, his attention drawn to the owner of the footprints that had advanced him, the black-robed man kneeling by the pool.

It's dangerous.

This was Gehr's instinct when he saw the black-robed man with his back to him.

Walking through the door, Gehr had already drawn his sword, and it was clearly the time to speak with his weapon.

"What a surprise, another candidate has arrived...... Pluto, it's time to show your loyalty, use your abilities to the fullest, only the victor will get everything......" The voice came from the black air mass, bleak and low.

Without replying, the black-robed man named Pluto stood up silently, turned around, and faced Gehr.

I couldn't see his face clearly, everything was hidden in the shadow of the black robe, only the pair of eyes that were completely pure white and even had white pupils that proved that he was still a living person.

The next moment, Pluto's figure drew a black line and rushed straight towards Geer.

Ding Ding Ding!

A series of metal clashes erupted, and countless sparks exploded from Gehr's swinging cross sword.

Call!

Pluto flipped upside down, and two more serrated daggers appeared in his hands, and it was the murder weapon and Gehr's sword that engaged in a series of firefights.

Drink!

Gehr is not a passive defender, taking advantage of this opportunity, he has stepped forward, and the crescent-like arc slashes directly at Pluto.

But in the next moment, Gehr's eyes were dark, to be precise, the entire hall lost all light, and was completely shrouded in thick darkness.

"Let me spice up this great fight...... Hehe...... Hehe......"