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Chapter 88-1 More suppression

Seeing this data, Zhuang Wuming's brows jumped.

The cold black mist and the black ice rushed towards Zhuang Wuming. With the Earl's ghost as the center, a radius of ten meters became the scope of negative energy erosion.

Zhuang Wuming naturally wouldn't run over stupidly, as he would freeze into a popsicle in a few seconds.

His body flashed and he stepped into the shadow behind him. He already had a Holy Light Bomb in his hand.

Seeing Zhuang Wuming disappear, Earl Ghost was stunned. He had never seen such a skill before.

But due to his instinctive sense of danger, he knew that the enemy had not left yet.

The next moment, a shadow appeared from behind it, and a delicate grenade fell from behind.

Before the Ghost Count could react, an extremely bright light rose from behind it.

That is the holy light that condenses infinite sunlight and the power of mithril crystal.

As if encountering sulfuric acid, the earl was completely penetrated by the holy light.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Crazy screams sounded, and endless negative energy rushed out of his body.

It is trying its best to destroy the negative energy erosion, trying to suppress the explosion of holy light behind the resistance.

The holy light erupted for a full 10 seconds, and everything within a ten-meter radius was enveloped in light.

Only a figure shrouded in darkness was struggling.

When the light dissipated, his whole body was charred black, and the ghost Earl's face appeared crazily in the center, as if he had been splashed with sulfuric acid.

His whole body was looming, as if it was about to dissipate at any moment, and his eyes were filled with anger.

At this time, a bright sword light fell from the shadow of the dome.

The silent golden sword light has reached the head of the Ghost Earl.

When danger came, a black spear appeared in the hand of the count's ghost, and it stabbed towards the light of the sword falling from the top of the building.

The spear of negative energy is terrifyingly powerful, and can cause 4 points of physical damage in one blow.

This is not a physical attack, but a pure energy attack. Once concentrated, terrifying negative energy will rush into the body.

Such a terrifying skill collided with the light of Zhuang Wuming's sword, but it collapsed like snow in spring.

"ah."

Reluctantly, the Ghost Count was split in half by the light of his sword.

Bang

The Ghost Earl exploded on the spot, and a wave of coldness poured into his body.

After looking at the attributes, I found that from this fight, I gained a total of 1,300 evolution points.

The harvest is neither too much nor too little, "Let's clean up this place thoroughly."

It took Zhuang Wuming an hour to clean up all the ghosts.

Except for the ghost count, the other ghosts are not enemies at all.

The holy water gave Zhuang Wuming the ability to kill ghosts without harming him.

Even if a murderous ghost is hit by an evil gaze or a mental shock, it will be half disabled.

One more stab and it's over.

After cleaning up the entire Felton Hotel, Zhuang Wuming received 7,300 evolution points.

This place will be much safer in the future. It turns out that there is a group of ghosts entrenched above the head. Although the secret room is hidden, absolute safety cannot be guaranteed.

Cleaning them all is the best solution.

After cleaning up the ghosts, Zhuang Wuming ate some supplies, quickly regained his strength, and walked out of the Felton Hotel.

The dark sky was covered with layers of thick fog and clouds. It was so dark that nothing could be seen.

"The weather in the dreamland is getting darker and darker."

There is seriousness in the eyes, which is a bad sign.

Step into the shadows and in a few flickers you arrive at Dracula's Castle.

Looking at the evil cloud, Zhuang Wuming frowned.

"What's going on? The atmosphere in the evil cloud seems to be getting more oppressive."

After thinking for a while, Zhuang Wuming walked inside, narrowed his eyes, and a mysterious power poured into his body.

A huge feeling of weakness came over me.

I looked at the property board and saw that all properties dropped by 25%.

"The suppression is getting stronger, what's going on?"

This level of suppression directly suppressed his attributes to a new level.

Looking at the attribute board, the data has dropped to 5.1, barely reaching the killing level.

I felt awe-inspiring in my heart, vaguely feeling that it was related to the monster I was hunting.

"Sure enough, the dream world seems to have some kind of mechanism that will prevent adventurers from earning points."

"This mechanism is similar to eroding space. In other words, the phenomenon of eroding space originates from the dream world."

I looked up at the sky thoughtfully, seeing dark clouds, and felt an inexplicable awe in my heart.

"Perhaps, the dream world itself is a huge eroding space,"

Zhuang Wuming shook his head and got rid of the thoughts in his mind.

"No matter what secrets there are, they have nothing to do with me."

"Weak people are not qualified to explore the truth."

Looking at the huge and gloomy castle, I took a deep breath and stepped into the shadows.

The underground maze is heavily guarded, with patrolling monster guards everywhere.

Originally, the monsters in the underground labyrinth had no discipline, wandering around and killing each other.

Now it is actually completely organized and under militarized management, which is obviously the result of his wanton killing.

Moreover, each team has more than thirty monsters, and there are patrol teams every few passages.

Shaking his head, "It's not easy to do. Once you make a move, you will be surrounded immediately."

Under the magic sense skill, destructive level existences will appear in his senses from time to time.

"This is completely a net waiting for me to show up."

"Did I stoke a hornet's nest? Is it something about the undead lich?"

"The alchemist among the monsters was killed by himself. This loss seems to be quite serious."

Zhuang Wuming appeared in the shadows from time to time, with his magic sense skills activated, searching for traces of vampires.

This time he was very cautious. Every time he traveled through the shadows, he would go directly to the edge detected by the magic sense skill.

The maze can interfere with magic sense skills. Zhuang Wuming can only search for vampire skills by traveling through them, which is very slow.

And in view of the consumption, he must also carefully search for lone monsters to harvest to replenish his own will consumption.

This is a battle between a thief and his master. Zhuang Wuming is the thief, secretly searching for the master's treasure.

Once discovered, there is only one way to escape.

The only thing he was glad about now was that he didn't encounter a monster that could also walk in the shadows.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to enter the underground labyrinth. This is probably the only flaw in Dracula's castle.

Like a giant rat, Zhuang Wuming wandered around the underground maze for two whole days. Except for occasionally replenishing his will, he basically didn't kill monsters.

The hard work paid off, and during a thorough search, Zhuang Wuming discovered the real lair of the vampire.

This underground maze is not one floor, but three floors. The vampire's lair is located on the bottom floor of the third floor.

This third level maze is much smaller than the upper two levels, less than half of the first level.

He spent the most time exploring the first level of the maze, and had roughly calculated its size, which was ten square kilometers.

This is very astonishing. It is three kilometers in length and breadth, which is comparable to the size of more than half of Chengdu.


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