Chapter 559: There are pure blood dragons everywhere
"Su Lun, it's not good! There is a lot of black mist on the sea. Senior Bartolo said that the hell volcano is erupting. It seems that we can't avoid it..."
"Yes, I understand. It is a cursed space and cannot be avoided. Everyone should be careful not to trigger anything after entering the space. I have a situation here. I will come over as soon as I can deal with it."
"...."
Just when the black mist tide appeared on the sea, Su Lun's communicator also received the situation on the Evernight's side.
The same black mist is about to submerge the Evernight.
At this time, Su Lun also fully understood the conspiracy of those guys in the plane of gods.
Now it seems that this is the strongest ability of the "Lord of Gray Mist". Her body is in the cursed space of [Hell Ancient Dragon Kingdom], and she can also move.
The people in the plane of gods reached a contract with this false god, and offered her a hundred thousand sacrifices in exchange for a safe passage to the depths of the ruins.
At the same time, there is probably a condition for her to kill the Dawn Group, a group that has repeatedly caused trouble for them.
The "Lord of Gray Mist"'s own combat power is not strong among the pseudo-gods, but it is very unsolvable.
Because her body is a "T-level" space.
【Hell Dragon Kingdom】
Detailed explanation: A T-class super-large cursed space where reality and illusion overlap; at the end of the Dawn Era, the Dragon God led the gods of the Dragon Clan and the Titan Clan to fight here. After the fight broke up the plane, the air of hell formed this cursed space; the space is filled with
It is full of chaos, death, despair, plague and disaster, as well as a large number of super-level hell creatures and undead; unless guided by the Lord of Gray Fog, people without god-level strength cannot hope to escape from the space; there is a strong energy of hell in the space
Polluting the human body and soul will eventually turn into a dead thing in hell. Absorption of spiritual power, food, and drinking water will all accelerate the pollution process; the black mist is like an open mouth in the hell plane, swallowing up everything in its path.
Creatures.
The gray fog stretches for tens of miles with no end in sight, and I don't know how large the coverage is.
Normally, even a ninth-level space warlock cannot escape this coverage.
And this cursed space is also one of the most unsolvable sources of danger in this sea area.
This was also the true culprit behind the destruction of the Black Sam Pirates in One Piece.
Su Lun listened to the old sword god Bartolo's detailed description of the situation back then, so he immediately determined that the gray mist was the hellish energy they encountered back then.
In T-level space, there is no way to escape without god-level strength.
This is almost a certain death situation for anyone in the alchemy plane.
However, Su Lun didn't panic when he looked at his expression. After all, possessing the God King's artifact [Ouroboros Space-Time Circle], he could ignore almost any space restrictions.
Including this T-level space.
Instead, he thought of something else.
The higher the level of the cursed space, the more treasure it must have.
This is a cursed space left behind by the Dawn Era, the heyday of alchemical civilization. It is still classified as T-level, which means that no living person has ever been able to bring treasures out of the space. Needless to say, there are treasures among them.
Moreover, the [Fal's Holy Grail] he needs is on the Saint Mary of the Black Sam Regiment.
I felt like I was nowhere to be found before. Isn’t it right now?
Since the cursed space is not a dead end, danger also hides opportunities.
...
Su Lun saw the black mist approaching and did not dare to delay. He took the time to gather as many people as possible on the sea.
How much can be saved?
On the other hand, the gray mist giant that struggled for a long time finally collapsed.
Pandora fell from the sky and landed next to Su Lun.
At this moment, her whole body was surging with divine power, and her coquettish red light was as bright as a knife, which made people dare not look directly at her. She looked like she had had a "full meal".
Su Lun asked: "Killed?"
"No."
Pandora landed next to him and then she lost her momentum and shook her head.
She added: "But I have stolen most of that guy's divine power of faith, and now it is difficult to even condense his divine body. At least he will not have a strong sense of autonomy for a hundred years."
This "Lord of Gray Mist" is originally a consciousness formed by a trace of divine power in the cursed space. If the divine power is stolen, the consciousness will naturally slowly return to its original state, which means there is no threat.
At least, she won't take the initiative to attack them again in the short term.
With that said, Pandora looked at the black mist that was coming like a tide, frowned and asked: "What's going on with this mist tide? I don't feel very good. There are very complicated laws and divine powers in it..."
Su Lun responded casually: "That is a cursed space."
As he spoke, he briefly explained a few words.
Pandora looked slightly surprised when she heard this, "T-level space?"
This is not good news.
I thought it was some Shinto secret technique, but I didn't expect it to be a moving cursed space.
But the next moment, she looked at Su Lun again, her beautiful eyes flickered, and the solemnity between her eyebrows disappeared in an instant. Instead, she asked in a slightly joking tone: "Then you won't run away?"
From what she knew about Su Lun's character, it was natural that someone who was so steady didn't run away immediately.
Su Lun ignored the teasing tone and responded: "It's too late to run away. Besides, there's no need to run away."
He had estimated the time before. The ultra-long-distance teleportation technique would take time, but the black tide would submerge them before long.
Su Lun then said: "You go to the small void world first. I will find a way here."
Pandora shrugged, without even asking why, and said lazily: "Okay. I just need time to digest the divine power I just got."
"Um."
Su Lun didn't say any more, the black hole in his palm condensed, and he took her into the small void world.
Looking at the Miracle Legion on the sea around him again, he teleported over and put them away together.
Not long after, the sky was full of black fog, and the already hazy night seemed to have been covered with an underworld filter.
Su Lun was involved in the cursed space.
...
The light suddenly dimmed, but it was still on the sea where I was before, with many ships around.
This is a cursed space where reality and illusion overlap.
The only difference now from before is that the air of hell is now everywhere.
If the concentration of hell gas just now was only 1%, then it is 99% now.
Moreover, every breath of this concentration of hell air is like inhaling a mouthful of ice slag, giving both the body and the soul a cold feeling. It is also accompanied by a dizzy feeling that the soul is about to leave the body.
"That's true..."
Su Lun sensed it for a moment and confirmed some of the information previously identified.
Hell is not a place for living beings, everything here is leading people to death.
But for him, it's not a big problem.
He did not delay where he was. He sensed the location of the Dawn Regiment, pinched the Warlock Seal, and appeared on the deck of the Evernight in a blink of an eye.
As soon as it fell, countless alert eyes looked over.
Seeing that it was Su Lun, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Bartolo had introduced the danger they encountered in detail before, so the Dawn Group was well prepared. Now the Evernight has set up a barrier to isolate the breath to prevent the breath from leaking. Everyone is also wearing special anti-virus gear
Mask, this can filter the air of hell to a great extent.
Everyone: "Mr. Su Lun is back!"
Su Lun nodded and asked everyone with solemn expressions: "How is the situation?"
Tani immediately responded: "The sea is full of undead monsters, without any normal creatures. I tried to communicate with some sea creatures before, but instead of getting any useful information, I was attacked. Fortunately, all I attracted were
Some low-level monsters were killed by everyone before."
Speaking of this, her mother Friedel also said: "There is a worse situation. The restriction cannot completely cut off our breath. After all, even the rules for drawing the restriction are the rules of the living plane, and they are not the same as those of hell."
The death of the plane is incompatible. The breath of us living people will be like the beacon in hell, drifting farther and farther... Low-level monsters don't matter. I am afraid of attracting those super-level beings. I have sensed it from the blowing wind.
Here we are, there are a lot of powerful auras in this space... Another old saying of our Naga tribe is that living people are not welcome in hell."
The mother and son are currently the most powerful beings in the Dawn Group, but in the cursed space, their perceptions are greatly restricted.
You cannot actively perceive it, you can only passively obtain some information, otherwise it will attract monsters.
It's like the enemy's "eyes" are blindfolded before the battle begins. This is not a good start.
At this time, Bartolo also echoed: "Miss Friedel is right. This was the case when our Black Sam team came in before. At that time, we also had a top-level cursed object that could isolate the breath, so we thought we could hide it.
Pass these hell monsters. But in fact, you can only hide from low-level monsters. If there is a trace of breath leaked, those super-level beings can smell it from a long distance. Once found, it must be an eighth-level or above monster. And
, here water, food, light, breathing... will all cause distortion. Even with gas masks, the hellish air will seep into our pores and cause distortion. After we came in, some people were contaminated and distorted on the first day.
, and then more and more..."
As someone who has entered once in more than 20 years, he has the most say in this cursed space.
Everyone in the Dawn Group on the deck listened solemnly.
After all, all the former pirate kings were destroyed here, and no one dares to be careless.
The more I listened, the more solemn the atmosphere became.
Gradually, the air seemed to freeze. There was no noise, only the sound of Balot speaking slowly.
Someone asked: "Is there a way to get out?"
Bartolo did not answer directly, but his expression was not very optimistic, and he added: "From what I have learned over the years, this gray fog will move irregularly. As long as the fog drifts away, theoretically it can go out.
But usually, this gray fog may last for several years, or even decades. In this kind of environment, humans simply cannot persist for so long. Our Black Sam group lasted for less than a month. Even if we did not encounter monsters or distortions,
, the rejection of the laws of the hell plane will also cause our souls to break away from the body and completely turn into undead monsters..."
"..."
At this statement, everyone's face turned slightly pale.
Because at this moment, they already felt the feeling of souls leaving the body.
Although this is a cursed space, it is actually a reflection of the hell plane. No living person has ever been to hell. This fear comes from instinct.
It wasn't that Bartolo was being alarmist, but the Black Sam regiment had been destroyed here before, so he told the worst case scenario so that everyone could be prepared.
Even though he is no longer at the peak of the seventh level and has entered the so-called "Sword God Realm", he still has no confidence that he can make it out alive on his own.
.......
As soon as Bartolo finished speaking, a dead silence fell on the deck.
I can only hear the sound of "whoosh", "whoosh", "whoosh"...
This is the sound of people breathing heavily through gas masks.
However, just when everyone in the Dawn Group was thinking deeply, Su Lun and Qian Jiao looked at each other.
Not only did the two of them not feel any surprise, but they looked like they couldn't laugh or cry.
This situation is a first for others.
But for the two of them, it's not the case.
Back in the land of hidden mountains and underworld, the situation was almost exactly the same except that the monster levels were not that high.
Su Lun has now even determined that the Country of Underworld in the Hidden Mountains is a plane in "Hell".
And he had been corrupted and distorted by the air of hell before, so he didn't feel the slightest discomfort when polluted by the air of hell.
On the contrary, because of the perfect laws that lead directly to the higher realms of hell, the ceiling is higher, which makes him feel that his realm has faint signs of breaking through certain shackles.
And Qianjiao on the side is even worse.
Her swordsmanship was originally the path of hell, and the three interpretations of [Rakshasa Girl] were also learned in the land of underworld. The source of her insights is the material plane of death opposite to living things.
She said before that the alchemical plane made her feel that something was missing in her practice. Now that she is back in this familiar hell environment, she feels very good.
Even people who don't understand the art of swordsmanship can feel that the sword intent in her body seems to be vaguely consistent with the surrounding environment.
The two of them didn't even wear gas masks and looked as normal.
At this time, Su Lun saw that the atmosphere was too depressing, so he broke the strange silence with a smile and said: "Actually, the situation is not that bad."
When everyone heard this, they all looked over.
Then he smiled and said: "I can get out of this cursed space."
[Ouroboros Time and Space Circle] is his biggest trump card currently, and not many people even in the Dawn Group know about it.
Although it was difficult to say it clearly, as soon as these words came out, it was obvious that the oppressive atmosphere on the deck was lifted away.
Can you escape the cursed space?
Although this sounds strange, no one doubts it.
Everyone in Dawn has an almost blind trust in Su Lun.
When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up.
"Hahaha... Mr. Su Lun said so, so it must be possible!"
"Oh, luckily I was thinking just now that it doesn't matter if I go to hell. It's just that the biggest regret in my life is that I am a virgin. It would be a pity to die like this."
"..."
In an instant, almost everyone became happy.
Even Bartolo's turbid eyes flashed with color when he heard this.
He knew that the level of the laws of this cursed space was ridiculously high. The Black Sam Group had tried various methods and concluded that it was impossible for anyone to escape.
Hearing Su Lun's words, he vaguely guessed something, but he didn't say anything. He just sighed: "The old man is worrying too much..."
Then the old face smiled slightly.
Su Lun didn't explain much, just said: "The space here overlaps with the outside. In other words, we continue to sail towards the west, and we are also heading towards the target sea area. There is no problem with the route."
Having said this, he paused and said with a relaxed tone: "Thinking from an optimistic perspective, even if we sail outside, it will become more and more dangerous. In this cursed space, there are countless ancient secret treasures
Waiting for us to discover it. If we encounter a monster that we cannot resist, we will execute Plan B..."
As soon as he said this, the atmosphere changed immediately.
The tense atmosphere just now turned into an expectation of adventure.
As long as it's not a fatal situation, no matter how big the risk is, everyone is already prepared.
And when Su Lun said this, Dr. Banks on the side also brought good news.
He had been detecting the components in the air just now, and now he came to a conclusion, and then he interjected: "If there is also the distortion of the hell air, the problem is not too big. Su Lun had similar distortion before, so
I have developed targeted anti-distortion agents... In a short period of time, everyone does not have to worry too much about distortion."
Everyone: "Wow! Doctor is so powerful!"
Without the threat of distortion and death, the situation has completely opened up.
...
Not long after the captain-level meeting on the deck ended, the good news spread throughout the Evernight.
Once the morale is high, it seems that all difficulties are no longer a problem.
Everyone in the Dawn Regiment was busy at their respective posts, preparing for the fierce battle that was about to come.
Due to limited perception, the Evernight did not dare to sail at full speed.
Everyone also tried their best to restrain their breath to prevent their breath from leaking out and being detected by high-level monsters.
The only one who is not affected is Uncle Crow.
The death bird is a creature from hell, and this environment is its home field.
It flies smoothly in the sky, providing one of the few vision guarantees.
On the deck, Su Lun, Qian Jiao, Barrett and other senior members of the Dawn Regiment were also on full alert.
Bartolo was still reminding everyone of some precautions: "If you encounter a monster, you must kill it quickly if you can. Otherwise, if it takes a long time, more and more monsters will inevitably be attracted. The hell in this space
Monsters rarely have intelligence, but not all of them are very strong in battle in life. Moreover, they have been corroded by the air of hell, and some of them are even more ferocious in combat than they were in life... When our Black Sam group just came in, we didn't know it, but we were all beaten.
The Kraken was entangled, and although we were killed in the end, the battle also attracted too many monsters. We escaped all the way, and the leaked aura attracted more monsters along the way. In that battle, our group lost more than 30%
partners..."
Everyone nodded frequently as they listened.
Back then, the Black Sam Pirates fought desperately and hard here for more than half a month, and were finally destroyed here.
But Bartolo brought out those precious experiences that were tested with his own life.
Fortunately, these experiences have allowed the Dawn Group to prepare too many things in advance. Otherwise, it might cause big trouble as soon as they enter the cursed space.
"Why..."
Bartolo would often sigh slightly as he spoke.
He didn't think that he would do it again in this life, nor did he think that his old bones could be of some help to these juniors.
Looking back on the despair at the beginning, and looking at the fighting spirit of the Dawn Regiment in front of me, I can see that each generation is getting stronger after all.
There is a lot of experience, but there seems to be nothing to say. There are only two rules of survival when you come here. The first is to carefully avoid monsters, and the second is to kill them when you encounter them.
At this time, Bartolo looked at Senjou on the side again, narrowed his eyes slightly and seemed to see something, and asked: "Are you going to break through?"
Qianjou nodded as usual: "Yes. The laws of heaven and earth here are much more perfect than outside. I feel... the opportunity is about to come for me to realize that the hegemonic body can break through to the eighth level."
Hearing this, all the high-ranking warriors from the Dawn Regiment all had strange expressions on their faces.
If I remember correctly, Senjou only integrated the seventh-level colonial equipment a few days ago, and now he has touched the threshold of the eighth-level?
Su Lun was not surprised.
He also discovered that after arriving in this cursed space, Qian Jiao's breath was the only one in the group who was not repelled by the environment. The high-level laws overflowing from the hell plane gave her too many visible benefits.
Just like when she was in Huangquan Kingdom, Su Lun discovered that her swordsmanship improved greatly in the hell environment, and she also realized the Sword Saint Realm and the Three Interpretations talent at that time.
Thinking that this is probably the mythical talent of [Rakshasa Girl], it is the legendary Hell God General. After three interpretations, a certain series of special hidden talent blessings were developed.
Su Lun always felt that if this adventure in the Kingdom of Dragons could go through smoothly, Qianjou would probably become very strong.
However, when everyone was discussing and chatting on the deck, suddenly, a black crow in the sky called "quack".
Su Luntong shrank and immediately warned: "There is a strong monster attacking us!"
In an instant, everyone became alert.
The sky was gray and the visibility was not high, but the whistling wind could be heard, and it seemed to be a big man.
However, before anyone saw the monster, the old sword god Bartolo suddenly moved his ears and his expression suddenly became stern.
With a "Kengcha" sound, the long sword at the waist was unsheathed, and without any hesitation, a sword energy was slashed out.
When everyone in Su Lun came back to their senses and watched the sword energy disappear into the clouds in the sky, they saw two huge pieces falling from the sky.
Taking another closer look, it turned out to be a giant dragon covered in black energy?
The name "Dragon Hunter" is indeed well-deserved!
Moreover, this giant dragon is in very good condition, and its scales are shiny. At first glance, it is clearly not a hybrid flying dragon.
Su Lun was shocked when he examined it.
A...pure-blooded sixth-level undead dragon?
Killed a pure-blood giant dragon with a casual slash?
Everyone on the deck also reacted quickly. As soon as several fishing nets woven with steel cables were launched, they immediately captured the two dragon corpses.
Su Lun thought about it and understood instantly.
This is the cursed space left during the Kingdom of Ancient Dragons. Legend has it that it was an era when the dragon clan was powerful and pure-blood dragons filled the sky!
This is not a skeleton-like undead, but a complete undead dragon.
"The necromantic pure-blooded dragon...couldn't this be my breeding outfit?"
Su Lun had originally wanted to find a death or dark dragon to refine breeding equipment.
But after asking around in Silver Dragon Country, I found no clues at all.
I thought it would be difficult to find, but I didn't expect that the first monster I encountered here was?
Although the sixth level is a bit lower...
But this space is full of death-type monsters, so why worry about not encountering high-level ones?
As long as this trip goes smoothly, not only him, but also other members of the Dawn Regiment will be able to fully meet their high-end equipment needs.
At this time, Bartolo warned again: "Everyone, be careful, there are still a few more behind."
Everyone in the Dawn Group also looked serious. They never thought that the opening to this cursed space would be so big!