Following the conversation, waves of dark purple mist first surged up to the second floor and spread along the floor, like dry ice mist on the stage.

At the same time, a green cloud formed by poisonous insects "buzzed" and flapped its wings, rushing left and right at the stairway, checking every corner.

The evil profession has not yet arrived, but has already released poisonous insects and poisonous smoke to cleanse the ground, so be very cautious.

Alicia, who was standing in the most conspicuous position, glanced at a place not far from the stairs, where the Moral God was hidden. Seeing that the poisonous smoke and poisonous insects were about to spread to the Moral God, she immediately raised her staff and created a small hurricane.

Sweeping all the thick and heavy poisonous smoke and swarms of insects into the sky.

There was a sound of footsteps on the steps, and the evil profession stopped talking.

After a few seconds, a chuckle came from the stairs:

"It's just two people, let's go up."

After the words fell, a group of people walked up the steps and appeared in Alicia's field of vision. Just as the Moral God said, there were five enemies.

The leader was a white young man with long dark green hair, wearing light-colored jeans, with a naked muscular upper body and four black deformed arms on his ribs.

The black arms were extremely thick, showing strength, and the nails were sharp and horny, as if they could tear steel.

His eyes had transformed into amber vertical pupils, and no human emotions could be seen in his eyes.

"Hundred-armed Demonic Insect." Alicia's pretty face was solemn. Although she had expected it when she heard "Hundred-Armed Butler", when she saw the real person, her last bit of luck was shattered.

The Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect is a member of the Biological Alchemy Society and is active all year round in Michigan, which has the worst security in the Free Federation.

Despite the recent camp war in New Testament County, peak saints returned to the spiritual realm as if they were worthless. In fact, in the past when the Lord was hidden behind the scenes, peak saints like the Hundred-Armed Demon Insect were equivalent to outlaws.

Murder, robbery, extortion, rape. It just depends on his mood and moral value.

Even if the lawful camp dispatches two peak saints of the same level, it is impossible to kill him. At most, the opponent will be scared away.

Now, apart from the Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect, there are still four saints in the evil team, all of them are strong players, and they are accompanied by props and cultural relics.

Your side's winning rate is very low.

Two aberrants, an alcoholic, an illusionist, and a witchcraft master. Qingzhu quickly identified the occupations of the five enemies. He held the Egyptian Pharaoh's sun disk with one hand and opened the inventory with the other, ready to take out the stone tablet for defense at any time.

Facing the enemy with this configuration, he simply gave up his plan to take the initiative.

Alicia is a wind mage, and he is a beast king, both of which are pure physical attacks.

The enemy's drunkard's skills are hard to guard against, and the illusionist's mental manipulation, blows and illusions are even more difficult to detect, and the same goes for the psychic's skills.

If the artifacts and props were used together, he and Alicia would have to struggle for a few rounds at most before being sent back to the spiritual realm.

This is the core reason why evil professions are stronger than lawful professions. Their skills are more powerful and unsolvable.

At the moment, we can only hope that Moral Heavenly Lord can attack and kill an enemy, turning the three-on-five situation into a three-on-four situation, which will give him a better chance of winning.

"Hey, Alicia!" The Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect's eyes lit up, and a joyful and cruel smile quickly appeared on his face, obviously he knew him.

After seeing that there were indeed only two enemies, the faces of the evil professions relaxed, showing expressions that were either joking or cruel. The psychic in the shape of a humanoid beetle lingered on Alicia's bulging figure. Suddenly, his lust increased and he exerted all his strength.

He shrugged and said with a strange smile:

"The woman on the first floor didn't have a chance to taste it. This time, I'll kill the man first, and let the woman stay for us to have fun. I don't have many opportunities to ride a foreign horse, let alone one that is so beautiful."

Regarding his proposal, except for the hundred-armed demon insect, the other three people laughed strangely and had no objection. As an evil profession that indulges in lust, there was no reason to reject such a proposal.

"Hmph!" The Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect snorted coldly: "If you want to play with women, leave the dungeon before doing so. I will not tolerate a peak saint surviving."

As he spoke, he took off the gourd from his waist and shouted:

"Alicia!"

The next second, a huge vortex was generated at the mouth of the gourd, covering Alicia who was more than ten meters away.

This is a cultural relic he collected in the exhibition hall on the first floor. It is called the Yin-Yang Gourd. It is a very special treasure. As long as the cork is pulled out and the target's name is called out, it can be absorbed into the gourd.

Within an hour, blood water can be refined.

Even if the target has special defense and self-healing abilities, one hour of training can make the target weak and ready to be slaughtered.

The strong air flow swept Alicia flying into the gourd. She calmly raised her staff and created a reverse wind to stabilize her body.

Her body was being pulled by the two quarreling air currents, making a cracking sound, and there were faint signs of bones breaking.

The eyeballs of the Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect glowed with gray-white light, and two petrified beams suddenly shot out, and the beams were blocked by a semicircular yellow gas shield.

It was Qingzhu who threw the stone tablet.

Alicia raised her staff: "Hurricane!"

She suddenly groaned and covered her forehead. Before the hurricane at the feet of the Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect and the others took shape, it turned into a gentle breeze and dissipated.

It was the illusionist who cast the mental strike. The mental strike can also be used one-on-one, but the damage is not as strong as the indiscriminate strike. Even the mentally fragile Wind Mage can withstand it.

However, it was originally used to interrupt spellcasting and did not expect to harm Alicia.

Those who are experienced are all familiar with how to fight in a team battle.

On the other side, the humanoid beetle picked up a bronze spear, flapped its wings, and slammed the spear into the barrier formed by the stone monument.

The spearhead was tinged with a transparent shimmer.

The power of prayer!

Any subjective action will be blessed from somewhere, such as divine help.

Among the three core abilities of a psychic, only the power of blessing needs to be prepared in advance. Before going up the stairs, he had already started a ritual to pray for himself and his team.

"Crack!"

The stone tablet and the yellow gas shield were shattered at the same time, and a tool of saint quality was destroyed.

The petrifying beam is no longer blocked.

Qingzhu was already prepared. His arm turned into a vine and wrapped around Alicia. The latter put up a wind wall to increase defense.

However, the vines that were supposed to wrap around Alicia suddenly turned the other way, and the wind wall stood behind her instead of in front of her.

The alcoholic casts Perception Confusion on them, confusing their sense of direction.

The petrifying beam hit Alicia's chest. The pale color was unpleasant, but it spread steadily, petrifying her chest and abdomen.

Alicia was no longer able to resist and quickly flew towards the whirlpool at the mouth of the gourd.

Seeing this, the Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect showed a cruel smile. At this moment, the Beetle Psychic turned around and fired a shot. He said with a ferocious face: "I said to fuck her, don't you understand? If you don't understand, do it first."

you!"

The psychic who transformed the poison was so fast and accurate that the Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect was caught off guard and had only time to stretch out a dark arm to block it.

"Ding!"

The Level 1 cultural relic was dotted on the back of the hand, splashing out dazzling sparks.

Although the gourd was not broken, the blocking palm of the hundred-armed demonic insect blocked the mouth of the gourd, and the cyclone disappeared immediately.

Alicia felt relaxed all over.

"What are you doing?!" The hundred-armed demonic insect was furious, a pale light brewing in its eyes.

The Beetle Psychic was also stunned, "I, what am I doing?"

At that moment, he felt extremely angry and dissatisfied, thinking that the Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect relied on its higher experience value, completely ignored his appeal, and disrespected himself very much.

Immediately evil fire rushed into his brain, he lost his calmness, and then he took action boldly.

Now that the energy was released, I realized something was wrong.

"He has been mentally manipulated!" the illusionist in the team shouted.

The five evil professions were startled. Immediately, they heard a "clang" and something was thrown at their feet.

Looking down, he saw a disk as big as a basin, half white and half black, with a red pointer in the center.

At this time, the red pointer points to black.

Above the turntable, a dialog box appeared:

[Pointer: black]

[Remark 1: Answer the questions on the turntable. If you answer correctly, you can re-rotate the pointer, accumulate three whites, and the ban can be lifted. 】

[Remark 2: Anyone who answers incorrectly will die!]

[Question: A customer came to the custom shop and ordered two girls to enter the room!]

[Remarks: Please type an idiom based on the question! Please answer within thirty seconds. Countdown: 00:29:45]

Invisible restrictions unfolded, covering a distance of forty meters in radius.

Because he had planned a strategy in advance, when Qingzhu heard the noise, he hugged the half-petrified Alicia and fled away, so he was not enveloped by the restrictions of the Yin-Yang Carousel.

Evil professionals who don’t know why, look at me and I look at you with blank eyes.

"I can see the translation of the copy, but I can't understand what it means." The alcoholics in the team immediately looked at the psychic and illusionist.

As he spoke, the psychic soared into the sky, swept towards the edge of the restriction, and stabbed with his spear.

The ban remains motionless.
To be continued...