MTL - Age of Adepts-Chapter 1365 Ancient castle **** battle

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The lobby on the first floor is dark.

Although there is no light source, it can't hinder Gloria's normal vision and perception.

Stacked in layers, the dense field of force undulates in every inch of the castle, separating the entire castle into tens of millions of narrow areas.

Each region has a completely different space environment and attributes from another region. The spiritual perception that Gloria extends out is a strange scene that is completely fragmented and can no longer be re-spliced ​​back.

Gloria's perception is confined to a narrow range of 20 meters in diameter. The scenes farther away are blurred. Even if I perceive anything, there is no guarantee that the perceived content is completely correct.

The whole castle was dead inside, and there was a dense fog like blood. They don't know where they started, they don't know where they are going, they float in the dark, deep and winding stone roads of the castle, and they are invisible.

Wherever they pass, the walls, ceilings, and ceilings that are covered with moss and mildew are wet, and they are gently rubbed by hand, and they are contaminated with thick red plasma.

Perhaps knowing that ordinary witches can't cause any harm to Goliath, Krislin put away the inferior means and took the sincerity to welcome the first guest of the nightmare castle.

Gloria wandered in the halls of the sneaky sneaky, 30 meters away from the entrance of the hall. The wooden staircase leading to the second floor of the castle was clearly in front of her, but she left for half a quarter of an hour, and the other party was still illusory. Not far away, it seems that it is never possible to get to it.

In the distant sight and the darkness of perception, the sound of flapping small flying creatures flapping their wings is endless, but it is difficult to find them.

The whole castle is like a horror haunted house, and there are no half-persons at all.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Gloria sneered.

It has been famous for a long time, and the number of battles involved is too much. The battle scenes that have been experienced are too numerous to count, so that any horrible scenes fall into her eyes, but they are just kindergarten-level ghost games.

"Since you are hiding and don't want to come out, I will dig you out!"

Gloria's right foot was fierce, and the thick black slate at the foot was broken, and she was sunken into a shallow pit of ten meters in diameter.

Gloria screamed, her hands slammed into the rock formations, and when she stood up again, she had already grasped a broken rock foundation of five meters in her hand.

The next second, the wind whistling.

The rock flew out like a cannonball, washed away from the blood, and disappeared into the dark end.

The continuous muffled sound came, and the whole nightmare castle was constantly shaking.

The broken rock crashed into one wall after another, and when it was about to hit the fourth wall, a tall, dark, dark figure suddenly emerged. A few squeaking sounds, the metal blade shines, the broken rock is cut into countless pieces, and it is scattered all over the place.

The Shadow Devil and Gloria looked at each other across three layers of holes, the two metal claws rubbing against each other, splashing the shining Mars. After the rock debris on the claws was smashed, the shadows were silently blended into the darkness.

And Gloria's purple cicada flickers, her right foot is light, and a piece of large or small broken rock floats up. Just as she reached the height of her chest, she was beaten with a wave of iron fists.

Oh...

A piece of broken rock is like a shell, and with a sharp whistling, it flies in all directions.

Here, Gloria can't effectively judge the direction and position, and she doesn't need to judge now. Anyway, with her violence, the broken rock that flew out is a serious injury to the castle no matter where it falls.

She does not believe, so all the way down, the few hidden **** will sit still!

Sure enough, it was just a break in her demolition. Almost all the floor of the hall was demolished. When the walls on the first floor were also riddled with holes, the **** fog behind them was silent, and Mary turned into a **** color. The bat glided silently behind her.

Mary just rushed into the 20-meter week of Gloria, and the latter instantly felt it.

Turning around, the tiny fists whistling out, and a thick, atmospheric column suddenly smashed out.

The blood-colored bats patted the batwings in the air and circumvented them, escaping the impact of the violent winds in a millisecond. Rushing to the front of Gloria, Mary re-formed into a human form, holding the bee sting in her hand and starting a dance like death with a veil.

Gloria was indeed completely suppressed by the nightmare castle, and the basic perception, physique, strength, reaction speed and attack frequency were all weakened. However, the layer of purple light outside her seems to belong to the regular power of a super-ordered witch, and the side also offsets some of the home suppression.

Therefore, once fighting, only the fourth-order mid-level Mary is almost dangerous in her hands, every moment seems to wander on the edge of life and death!

With 4th-order peak power, Gloria, who also holds a mysterious super-level witch, is like a body of Hercules. Her muscles, which are not strong and strong, are immersed in the violent and violent stalwart power, and they can inspire a terrifying and terrifying force.

Every time she punches or kicks her legs, she doesn't have to fight on the other side. It is just that the horrible wind pressure of the swaying action can bring unimaginable terrorist damage to the enemy.

Punch out, the fist is still dozens of meters away from the enemy, the front end of the terrible boxing wind has already touched the enemy's body. The air squeezed by the fist formed a translucent shape*, which slammed into the other side like a shell. The attack was still halfway, and as the boxing wind oscillated, it became a terrible wind pressure column with a radius of several meters.

For Mary, who has only 21 points and only 17 points, don't say that he has been beaten by his fists. It is a terrible end that is swept away by the boxing wind.

After the 44-point agile Mary was blessed by the Nightmare Castle, Agility has climbed to 47 points. This also makes all the movements of Gloria fall in her eyes so slowly and hysterically. If it is not worried about the counterattack of the other side, Mary can completely play in the boxing spirit.

Only the 3rd-order bee stings had a limited threat to Gloria. Several melee attacks, except for the smashing of the purple puncture, did not cause any real threat and harm to the other party.

However, under the madness of blood color energy, Gloria's body purple light began to become dull and embarrassing, no longer has the same strong feeling as the stable mountain.

It seems that Mary's hardship is felt. Gloria is still standing still, and the violent power is flowing in her body. The purple light is condensed into a dazzling light group in the palm of her hand.

"Mary, withdraw..." Glim, who had been obsessively watching the battle in the old castle, immediately issued a warning through the spiritual connection.

Mary listened to everything Grim said, and did not love the battle. The pair of bat wings behind him quickly sneaked out like a ghost. As soon as her figure left, the Gloria, who had completed her power, raised a horrible sun.

The sun is purple!

The purple sun shines, the **** fog is broken, and the whole nightmare castle is covered with crazy purple light.

"what……"

Mary screamed violently, and the skin that was illuminated by the purple light quickly melted and melted.

That strange power is constantly infiltrating into the body, and the powerful power of erosion and assimilation is creepy.

Mary's body flashed and hid in an adjacent chamber in time, which avoided the direct illumination of the subsequent purple light.

Out of the opponent's attack range, Mary's heart is still jumping. She took out a bottle of dragon blood medicine and slammed it down, and saw that the damaged body began to recover quickly, which puts down her mind and secretly fortunate for herself.

Fortunately, she was separated from the battlefield in time by Grim's reminder. Otherwise, if I was still on the side of Gloria, I would not be able to get out so easily.

What kind of power is that kind of purple light, how can it be so powerful? Mary is also a top 4th-level wizard, and she has no resistance to this kind of purple light.

Could it be... is that a rule force?

While quickly swam inside the castle, Mary used the authority to give a line of orders to Ke Silin.

From the old castle to the depths, a wave of **** waves swept through, like a stormy wave rushing through one stone ramp, washed from the top, straight into the petite figure standing in the center of the hall.

Boundless blood sea!

This is a horrific trick that Mary created with her own strength and the characteristics of the nightmare castle. Of course, if you don't have that energy orb, you want to create a **** sea of ​​this size. I really don't know how many creatures to kill.

Now, in his own home, Mary manipulated the **** sea like a **** flood, and rushed out of the ramp, rushing to the door of Golia.

Gloria's purple light outside the body is even thinner!

The battle with Grim one day and one night has already consumed a lot of her purple light. While in the opponent's home field, the terrible force field suppression is constantly consuming her energy.

In order to catch the little mouse with super agility and slippery, Gloria had to use a full-screen attack with a map gun. Only such an indiscriminate range of attacks can make the little bat escape inescapable, avoiding the inevitable, and being forced to compete with the thickness of its energy reserve.

But unfortunately, her power-saving action is still too obvious, let the **** little bat escape in time.

However, when Gloria spent the buffer period of violent energy release, and was preparing to continue to chase the little bat, the horrible bang of the rumble came, and a **** torrent of water rushed down the upper level of the stairs, straight. Rush to yourself.

Gloria’s face instantly became pale!

"Mixed..."

Her curse has not yet been exported, and the petite figure is completely engulfed by the blood.