If he really gave up, he wouldn't need to be called Kuangsheng Xiaobai. Haoran gritted his teeth, replenished his energy and blood again, and jumped onto the altar again...
"Boom~" After being bombarded by magic for the twenty-third time, Haoran's heart began to feel cold. Although there were still many potions in the package, his attempts over and over again failed. Could it be that this time in the evil space?
Is this the end of the journey?
At this moment, the information bar on the friend panel began to flash. He opened it and saw that it was Situ Muyun.
"Xiaobai, please log off, dinner is ready."
Haoran glanced at the time and unknowingly had spent more than three hours in Wuji. It was indeed dinner time. However, if he went offline at this moment, he would obviously give up the copy of this weird space. Speaking of which,
It's really a bit unwilling.
"Xiaoyun, you guys should eat first. I'm working on a task here and can't stop." He thought about it and chose not to go offline.
"Okay, I'll ask Aunt Qiu to leave your food alone. When you go offline, you can warm it up and eat it by yourself." Xiaoyun didn't force it. She replied the message, and her profile picture quickly dimmed, obviously.
Already offline.
Haoran saw the avatars of Lan Qingjue, Bad Cowboy and Heartbroken Like Dust in the friends list and they were also offline one after another. He was the only one left in the entire studio who was still working hard.
This altar should not be broken through forcefully. A glimmer of understanding suddenly appeared in his heart, but what is the key to breaking through? Haoran took out three golden keys and tried them close, but they could not stop the attack at all.
If it's not a key, what is it? He was pacing back and forth around the altar, not looking at his feet in a irritated mood, and almost tripped over a stone bar raised above the ground.
Damn it, he quickly steadied his steps and cast his eyes fiercely at the stone without eyes.
I'll let you stand taller without any care! The Xuanyuan Sword in Haoran's hand shook, and all the anger he had been holding back for so long was vented on that innocent stone.
"Qiang" sparks flew everywhere, and Haoran's arms were slightly numb. However, the inconspicuous stone did not fall apart as he expected. On the contrary, the sapphire-level Xuanyuan Sword left an imperceptible faint streak on it.
print.
Something fishy! Haoran's heart moved, and in order to confirm his suspicion, he casually slashed at another brick with his sword.
"Bang!" As the sword flashed, the brick suddenly shattered into fine powder.
A bright light flashed in Haoran's pupils, as expected. He turned his attention back to the rectangular stone protruding from the ground. If there is a mystery to pass through this altar, then it must be different from this seemingly ordinary blue stone.
It doesn't matter.
Just because there is no abnormality on the surface does not mean that it is the same underground. Haoran sneered slightly, and where his hands were dancing, the sword energy was strong. In the blink of an eye, all the other stones around this stone were shattered, leaving only the stone like
It remains as bare as a pillar in the center.
After doing all this, Haoran was delighted to find that all his hard work had finally paid off. Part of the secret of the bluestone finally surfaced - starting from a place thirty centimeters above the ground, the base of the stone
It was surrounded by an unknown mysterious black energy.
He tried to insert the tip of his sword into the strange black energy, but found that there was an extremely powerful force in the black energy. As long as foreign objects came close, they would be bounced away. It must have been this force that made Qingshi just now.
It withstood the heavy blow from Xuanyuan Sword without being destroyed.
Even the sapphire sword could not break this force, which meant that brute force had no effect on it. After some thought, Haoran replaced the sword in his hand with the Biluo Staff.
I wonder if magic can have some impact on this black energy? He thought as he cast a lightning strike on it. As the purple lightning fell on the bricks, the surface of the blue stone suddenly turned red, with a faint hint of light in the middle.
There were still a few golden characters shining. However, all this lasted for less than 2 seconds. When Haoran was about to take a closer look, everything had returned to its original state.
The magic had an effect. Haoran's heart moved, and he struck several thunder magic spells on the stone. Unfortunately, except for the first change, the other attacks were absorbed by the blue stone like a cow entering the sea.
It was completely clean and didn't cause any abnormal phenomena.
This time, Haoran was completely angered. He threw all the other unused magic spells at the bluestone regardless of the situation. He was very depressed. This level was set up really inexplicably. If he hadn't been almost killed
It's impossible to find any useful clues if you stumble over this stone. If you still use common sense to deduce and find a solution in this situation, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time, and there may not be any results in the end.
Maybe he was so angry that he accidentally threw away the water-based moisturizing technique. However, just this tiny oversight miraculously caused a puff of green smoke to emit from the stone.
The smoke dissipated and a small keyhole was revealed in the stone. Haoran was overjoyed. He didn't expect that such a thing could happen to him. He quickly took out three keys from the package and inserted them one by one.
Try it in a small hole.
"Click" The moment the second key was inserted, the bluestone emitted a burst of dazzling blue light, followed by the sound of a mechanism being triggered. The wall behind Haoran suddenly separated to both sides like a living thing, and appeared.
A big hole in the back.
Haoran looked intently and found that the cave seemed to have some depth. In addition, there were no gems illuminating the cave wall. Looking from the entrance of the cave, it was dark inside and almost nothing could be seen.
To enter, or not to enter? For the first time, Haoran hoped that he would have a filter in the game, so that he would not have to dwell on some things and waste too many brain cells.
"Help." At this moment, a weak-sounding voice came from the cave.
"Who are you?" Haoran asked warily.
"A poor imprisoned man." The voice sounded very sad. After a few seconds, the voice sounded again: "Good Samaritan, please rescue me. You will not regret it!"
If you don't make yourself regret it, then it means you are deeply grateful? Haoran's eyes lit up and he ducked into the small hole that suddenly appeared.
The Eagle Eye Technique showed that there was no player or hostile monster here, but there was a suspicious yellow dot twenty meters ahead. The sound just now was most likely made by the person represented by the yellow dot.
Since there were no enemies, Haoran speeded up his steps with confidence and walked towards the target. Five seconds later, he stood in a place similar to a dark prison. The gem in his hand shone brightly, illuminating a similar place in front of him.
It was a cross, with a naked young man tied to it.
"Save me." The man raised his head with difficulty, and his blood-red eyes met Haoran's gaze.
"You..." Haoran was shocked. Apart from monsters, he had never encountered an NPC with red eyes in this game. Is this person an enemy or a friend?
"I have been trapped here for ten years." The young man used the light of the gem to see the confusion on Haoran's face. He smiled bitterly and said: "The monster took a fancy to the power of my blood and imprisoned me.
In this secret prison, energy is extracted every day to supply the normal operation of the mechanism he set up on the altar outside."
"Those mechanisms are actually maintained by your energy?" Haoran was shocked. The powerful magic that made him embarrassed just now was actually provided by this very thin man in front of him.
Haoran looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, but when his eyes touched the dozens of silver energy threads that penetrated his body, he finally believed it.
"The power of your bloodline is so strong? Who are you?!" he asked sternly. In this place where he couldn't figure out the situation, he couldn't believe the idea that the enemy of his enemy was his friend for the time being.
"My bloodline, if I say it, I'm afraid..." When the man said this, he suddenly stopped and just looked back and forth at Haoran.
"Say it, maybe I can save you." Haoran's implication was to warn the person in front of him that if he decided to hide something, he would not help.
"Forget it, I can't..." The young man was still struggling mentally.
"I'm sorry, then I can't..." After Haoran finished speaking, he turned around and walked out. The background of this prisoner seemed extremely suspicious, and his race, according to his self-described bloodline, was powerful and misunderstood.
What is the race thought to be extinct?
With a lot of questions, Haoran decided to play with lust. He didn't believe that the system would not arrange for this npc to have a crazy desire to escape from the trap after being locked up here for ten years.
As he walked outside, he counted silently in his heart: 1, 2, 3, 4...
"Come back!" When he counted to 9, the man's voice came from behind him.
"Let's talk." Haoran slowly turned around, walked up to him at a not too fast speed, and said in a deep voice: "If you lie even a little bit, I swear I won't care about a little finger in this matter."
"My parents, one is a god and the other is a demon." The young man bit his lip and seemed to have made up his mind. He looked at Haoran firmly and said: "My blood is the demon god!"
"Bloodline of the Demon God?" Haoran was stunned and asked: "Are you from the Demon God Clan?"
"You actually know this?" The young man was also stunned, and then said: "The bloodline of the demon god and the demon god clan have an inseparable relationship. The descendants of gods and demons directly possess the purest bloodline of the demon god. The descendants of these people,
They are collectively called the Demon God Clan."
"Well, I know a little bit. How come the Demon God Clan has lost its traces on the Tager Continent?" Haoran had briefly heard the village doctor Ai Bo tell about the origin of the Demon God Clan, but it was not detailed. Now it happens that this young man
Get some more useful information from the man.
"That's because a thousand years ago, there was a battle for rights under the banner of justice!" The young man's voice was full of anger.
