Under the powerful oppression of this plane, Durand had to seal himself by actively suppressing his power. In this way, the plane compression can be minimized. However, this does not solve the problem. Once Durand releases power that exceeds the peak of level seven, he will still be ruthlessly suppressed by the plane will.

The Hunter Hall is not very magnificent or huge. The only eye-catching feature is that it is extremely ancient. Whether it is architectural materials or styles, it has a strong historical flavor.

At the main entrance of the hall, hunters kept coming in and out. Almost everyone was fully armed and did not dare to relax their vigilance even in the city.

Especially for hunters with prey in their hands, except for a small number of whom are extremely confident in their own strength, most of the rest carefully conceal their identities. Although few people with a brain dare to make trouble in the hunter's hall, it is even more impossible for someone to openly snatch others' prey here, once they leave the hunter's hall, everything is hard to say.

In such a huge city of Shepherds, anything can happen.

So, a guy like Durand who swaggers through the city with a giant musket all day long is definitely an alien in the Shepherd's City.

And a person who is almost well-known alien who has lived a leisurely and comfortable life in this dangerous city for so many years is what many people who know Durand think he is truly terrible.

Durand did not enter the main entrance of the Hunter Hall, but avoided the crowd in a low-key manner, walked around to the back of the hall, and then walked into a secret door.

Behind the door was a dim passage, with only four magic lamps that seemed to be extinguished at any time. The air in the passage was a little humid, but rarely had any odor, especially the smell of blood. You should know that in the Shepherd City, the smell of blood was almost everywhere and never dissipated all year round. Durand walked along the passage for more than twenty meters, and then walked down the stairs that spiraled downwards all the way down. At this time, there was no light source around. The darkness around him was deep and sticky, as if condensed into substance, and it made him feel uncomfortable.

The stairs were very deep, and after about thirty meters underground, Durand walked down the last step and stopped.

In front of him, a painted black stone door stood firmly.

The gate is made of a whole black stone, nearly six meters high and more than three meters wide. A huge cross sword is carved on the facade, and the sword shape is simple and ruthless and strong. Two lines of unknown husk-shaped runes are engraved on the long sword ridge, emitting a faint blue light in the darkness. A magic dragon with wings on the back is coiled on the sword. The magic dragon is like the source of all darkness, and the wings stretched to both sides even extend out of the scope of the stone door. It has four eyes, which are shining with different colors, and seems to have its own life.

Standing in front of this door and feeling the magic dragon carving as if staring at it, Durand couldn't help but feel solemn.

Instead of pushing the door, he gently put away the cigar, then put down the musket on his shoulder, stared at the stone gate and looked at it silently for a long time before quietly speaking: "It's me."

The stone gate shook lightly.

A moment later, a voice that could not tell the age and gender came out: "Oh, it's Durand...how is it, what's going on?"

"It's pretty good."

"Is it going well?" Another voice sounded, and there was no way for men or women to hear.

"It's okay."

"What's the result?" asked the third voice.

Durand did not answer directly, but smiled and said, "Do you think I, Durand, can't even handle a level seven Thunder Titan?"

The three voices were silent for a moment, and then the first voice rang again: "Haha, is it? Then... why are you injured?"

Durand's face sterned. He didn't expect that the other party could detect his injuries through a door. However, he quickly smiled indifferently and said casually: "Where can't be injured when fighting?"

The voice behind the door seemed to want to say something, but Durand interrupted impatiently and said, "Okay, don't ask so much. In short, my mission has been completed. I am not here to report the situation to you, but just inform you. Durand, I am not your subordinate."

The three behind the door seemed to have seen more of Durand's bad attitude, and there was no good idea.

This time they were silent for a longer time, and one of the voices said slowly: "Okay, since the mission has been completed, we won't say much. But I must remind you that you are a part of the Shepherd City after all, so please be sure to fulfill the necessary responsibilities and obligations. Otherwise, no matter the three of us or that adult, they will be in a difficult situation."

Durand smiled and said, "You don't need to remind me of this, I know it. Okay, that's it, I'll leave."

After saying that, Durand carried the musket again and turned to leave. He hated talking to the three people behind the door, and even more hated the feeling of being stared at by the dragon carving. Therefore, every time he completed the task and came here, he was unwilling to stay for a long time. The darkness here was stagnant. Standing here, it was like a whole person being frozen in a piece of black amber, unspeakable discomfort.

"Wait a minute." At this time, the voice behind the door asked again: "Where are you going?"

"What? Do I have to report to you three old guys where I go?" Durand asked lightly.

"Ha... you don't have to mind that much." The voice behind the door seemed to be smiling: "Durand, we all know your character. If you really do whatever you do, it will be unfavorable for the three of us to come forward to pay attention to you... So we need to ask more questions, where are you going?"

Durand curled his lips without answering, stepped onto the steps and climbed up the steps.

It was not until Durand's figure disappeared into the thick darkness that his voice came over: "Is this still necessary to ask? Of course, it's about going to drink!"

Durand walked out of the hunter's hall with a musket that he almost never left. Then he realized that he had sweated heavily before he knew it.

The three people behind the door are extremely powerful. Although Durand is arrogant and unrestrained, there is still a gap in strength. What's more, the other party is three people, and Durand only has one person, which makes Durand feel the invisible huge oppression every time he faces those three people.

There is also the strange demon dragon on the stone gate, which gives Durand a stronger sense of danger! With Durand's profound knowledge from the main plane, he cannot recognize where the magic dragon carving came from. He does not think that this is an original stone sculpture with no blueprint at all.

In this hell plane, Durand was greatly suppressed, and his strong strength could only exert a small part of it. Without plane oppression and self-suppression, Durand would never have any fear of those three.

Durand knew this very well, so he maintained an open and unruly attitude when facing the three dominant figures in the Shepherd City. More importantly, Durand vaguely knew that those three people would never come out from behind the door without special circumstances.

The Shepherd City is located next to the ranch, and the entire ranch is surrounded by a super-large magic array. No non-human aliens in the ranch cannot leave the range of the magic array. The eye of this super-large magic array should be behind the Magic Dragon Stone Gate, which is where the three of them are in charge. The range and power of the magic array are incredibly great, and such a magic array is rare in the main plane. Of course, the consumption of the magic array is also huge, so the three people need to stay in charge at all times and can only leave in extremely special periods.

In any case, this mission has been completed, which means there will be a lot of leisure time next. Thinking of this, Durand reopened his indifferent smile, took out the cigar that had not been finished from his pocket and lit it again.
Chapter completed!