When he saw the secret talisman gate again, Tianyang felt a little gloomy.

It's the frustration of plans not working out.

Everything went smoothly at first, but due to the neglect of Iron Lion's character, all the preparations turned out to be in vain.

Looking at the Giant Corpse Demon next to it, it was shot into a sieve by the Doom Hunter. The young man could even see that some bullets were still embedded in the Corpse Demon's body.

"Master, are we going to enter the royal court like this?" the vampire asked worriedly.

Tianyang put those unpleasant thoughts out of his mind. Since there was a problem with the plan, he could only revise it again. Feelings of depression and gloom would not help the unfolding of the incident.

The young man quickly adjusted his mentality and said calmly: "Unless you have a better way, this is the only way."

Let the giant corpse demon attract the attention of the monitors. How much time can be bought depends on luck.

Although Tianyang doesn't like to leave this kind of thing to luck, he prefers strict planning and careful steps. Only in this way can he be confident, but in this situation, he can't help it.

The vampire monster wanted to say something, but suddenly saw Tianyang turning around quickly. It thought its master had discovered something, but saw Tianyang raise his head and look into the sky.

What's in the sky?

The vampire monster also imitated him and raised its head. After a moment, it felt two different but equally grand auras.

One is domineering and awe-inspiring, the other is as vast as a sea of ​​smoke.

here we go.

Tianyang is sure that of the two auras, the former is owned by Commander Night Walker, and the latter is exclusive to the head of the Yun family.

The two powerful men in the fortress began to take action.

Who are their targets?

Just as he was thinking this, Tianyang felt another aura from behind him, from deep within the royal court.

Deep and depressing, it seems to be dragging everything into the abyss and towards death.

Later.

A twilight-like light appeared in the royal court. When the young man looked back, he saw a piece of sunset slowly moving in the clouds above the royal court. In the ray of light, he could vaguely see a figure.

The sunset moved towards the battlefield in Chicheng where the main force of the fortress was located.

Tianyang opened his eyes slightly.

Could that be...the Twilight King?

It was provoked by the auras of Chu Yan and Yun Hai, and left the royal court to challenge?

this is a good chance!

"us..."

Just as Tian Yang was about to invite Ye Xing to enter the royal court, he saw the vampire monster's eyes, the shape of the cross star disappearing, and anger began to surge in his eyes.

Ye Xing has lost contact with this black man?

The vampire monster returned to its true nature, and before it had time to figure out where it was, the giant zombie monster next to it smashed its head flat with a punch full of fire.

The courtyard shook slightly, the corpse of the vampire monster began to decompose, and Tianyang had already led the giant corpse monster towards the abyss corridor.

I don't know what is going on with the Night Star, and now the young man has no time to care too much. When the King of Twilight leaves the royal court, he happens to enter the Twilight Courtyard. If he is lucky, he can capture the Twilight Treasure without spending a single soldier.

This is also an unplanned variable, but Tianyang likes such variables very much.

The more good things like this, the better.

Soon, the boy and the giant corpse demon disappeared behind the secret talisman door and walked away along the abyss corridor.

After they entered the sacrificial hall, a figure came to the black mud where the vampire monster decomposed, and put away a fang left by the vampire monster.

After wiping it clean, he threw it into his pocket.

The doom hunter with his hair meticulously combed back, the middle-aged man with a stern face looked at the Secret Talisman Gate with his blue eyes. In his vision, there were a few intermittent blue lights in the Secret Talisman Gate.

Spreading out, passing through the courtyard and extending outward.

"What is this place?"

"The central area of ​​the secret realm?"

The doom hunter narrowed his eyes slightly: "Could it be that the origin is behind that door? It seems that I am lucky this time."

The middle-aged man carefully took off the gorgeous pistol. He passed the secret talisman gate and stepped onto the abyss corridor. Looking at the bottomless valleys on both sides, the doom hunter took a deep breath: "What's down there?

Is it deep in the crack? It looks like you will fall into the crack. What is this inexplicable attraction? If you stare at it for a long time, your soul will fall."

He withdrew his gaze and focused on the abyss corridor beneath his feet. As an explorer with rich experience, the middle-aged man had experienced many events and witnessed all kinds of incredible scenes.

Like this, walking on a stone bridge spanning an abyss. Even if there are no guardrails on both sides, even if the bridge is translucent. Such a scene may frighten ordinary people, but to doom hunters, these are trivial matters.

He quickly passed through the abyss corridor and entered the sacrificial hall. When he saw the majestic and vast hall, he saw the sacrificial platform in the center, he saw the stone pillars and sculptures scattered around, and he saw the stone seat on the high platform.

The middle-aged man's whole body trembled slightly and his expression was excited: "Lord of War, I praise you!"

"Look at what this is, a gathering place! Gatherings, the people of darkness also have social activities of gatherings? Does this mean that they actually have a social structure and their own civilization?"

"etc!"

Suddenly, the Doom Hunter discovered the murals on the walls of the hall. The huge and majestic paintings made him cry out softly.

A man throws himself at one of the murals.

"Oh my God!"

"It's a mural!"

"What's going on? Do black people own art?"

"No, maybe it was left by humans, and they happened to occupy this place. This can explain why there is a hall for gatherings."

"What are these murals saying..."

The Doom Hunter observed the content of the mural so carefully that he did not notice that in a corner on the east side of the hall, the giant corpse demon he was tracking stood like a sculpture.

Suddenly, the giant corpse demon moved, roared, raised its arrogance, and punched the pillar next to it.

White flames spurted out in all directions, and stone debris suddenly flew from the pillar, like a rain of stones.

Such an abnormality naturally attracted the attention of the hunter. The middle-aged man turned his head sharply and discovered the giant corpse demon behind the pillar, and blurted out: "So you are here."

He came after the giant zombie demon, but the secret talisman gate, the abyss corridor and the sacrificial hall gave him more shock, so that now that he saw the original 'prey', the hunter no longer had the urge to hunt.

certainly.

Even if he was not impulsive, he would not leave a black man alone. Besides, he did not want the giant corpse demon to disturb him from studying this hall and these murals.

For the above reasons, the hunter took off his pistol.

Half of his reputation is based on this pistol.

The name of this gun is ‘Doom’, a pistol that will bring bad luck to the opponent. It is a material weapon made from the remnants of the black people in the No. 78 world.

It can fire a variety of bullets with different abilities. If it is a bullet without special abilities, the power of the shot will be increased.

After that, all bullets it fires will randomly have the effect of 'serious injury' or 'death'.

The meaning of these two effects can be understood literally, and the probability of their occurrence is based on the middle-aged man's own statistics.

The chance of 'serious injury' is about 3%, and the chance of 'fatal' is only about 0.05%.

There were several times when he was extremely lucky. When facing powerful black people, the slim fatality rate suddenly appeared, allowing him to gain fame and wealth.

But even if the fatality rate is unlikely to occur, the probability of serious injury rate is still quite high, and once it occurs, even in an unfavorable battle situation, it can often bring about unexpected changes.

At this moment, the hunter held the 'Doom' in hand and inspected several items that could save lives at critical moments. The middle-aged man who was fully prepared walked towards the giant corpse demon.

His hunting has always been calm and elegant.

He has strong confidence in himself.

However, the man soon discovered something unusual. The black creature didn't seem to notice him at all. It only focused on destroying it. First it smashed a gap in the pillar, and now it began to destroy the sculpture, and finally jumped on the sacrificial table.

Smash the stone platform into two sides.

The hunter was about to shoot, when suddenly a door in the distance opened, and a black shadow rushed in. It smelled of anger and blasted out a blood-red beam, but with a black arc of light dancing around the edge.

The beam of light knocked the giant corpse demon down on the sacrificial platform. Only then did the hunter see clearly that it was an eye that was a bit too huge!

The pupils were dark, with blue liquid pooling in the eye sockets, and a cluster of light red nerves flying behind them...

It couldn't speak, but the hunter could read the meaning of 'anger' in its eyes.

The eyeball continued to attack the giant corpse demon.

The Giant Corpse Demon's chest was bloody and bloody due to the beam just now, but he still fearlessly pounced on the big eyeball. The hunter had seen the ability of this black man before, and the thick fog that confused the sight had the power of frost.

The blue flame spear left a deep impression on him.

He thought that the giant corpse demon would show these two abilities again, but in the end, the thing rushed forward like a fool and punched the big eyeball.

The eyeball closed and blocked the Giant Corpse Demon's attack with its eyelids. Then it opened again and sent out a beam of light at close range. With a sharp sweep, the Giant Corpse Demon was almost cut into two pieces by the beam and fell heavily.

When I came down, my waist was covered in blood and flesh.

Suddenly, the hunter felt an unusual atmosphere in that big eye. A deep light lit up in the black pupil. The light rotated like a whirlpool. The giant corpse demon that originally got up and wanted to continue attacking would look like

It's like he has lost his soul.

Before the hunter could figure out what was happening, he saw the giant corpse demon raise his arm and slam his fist into his chest.

Self harm?

The middle-aged man's eyes almost dropped from his eyes. How could he have self-mutilated? He looked at the big eyes, and his intuition told him that it was the big eyes.

Intuition was also telling him.
Chapter completed!