A thick gray fog bounded the porch.
When Zong Shen passed through the plaque of Anyan Palace, he was greeted by deep darkness.
With the help of the night vision ability given by enhanced vision, he could barely see the blurry outline of the main hall inside, but other than that he couldn't see anything clearly.
His keen perception ability was also weakened a lot after entering the hall.
The situation here is completely different from that of the outside world, and it is obviously the home court of [Dark Hell King Ming].
After getting over the slight discomfort caused by the sudden weakening of his senses, Zong Shen walked forward for more than ten meters and slowly stood up.
More than 800 soldiers from the rear also lined up and entered.
Until now they have been foils.
It's just Zong Shen's bargaining chip to get high scores.
If it weren't for leading a team to get more points based on the number of surviving soldiers, Zong Shen would rather clear the dungeon alone.
With his demigod-level combat power, it is very easy to master a legendary level monster room instance.
After everyone was in place, there was finally a glimmer of light in the dark hall.
About forty or fifty meters in front of everyone there was a high platform covered with mysterious patterns.
I saw the secret pattern on the high platform lighting up like a light strip.
The cold blue light instantly illuminated the dome and cast a strange shadow behind it.
Zong Shen looked at the high platform in the distance, and in the center where all the secret patterns gathered, there was an erratic blue fire jumping for joy.
The combination of the faint blue firelight and the cold light emitted by the secret pattern creates a dreamy light effect.
And in the dancing flames, a figure that looks like a horse but not a horse is gradually taking shape.
Zong Shen's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"It is indeed a Qilin!"
He had seen related pictures of [Dark Hell King Ming] in the introduction to the Monster Room.
Ming's image is that of a unicorn with blue flames all over his body.
It's just that they are all slimmer than the unicorns in those works of art.
At the same time, there is no auspicious aura about it, only a sense of oppression from the netherworld.
The forming process did not last long, and the body of [King of Dark Hell Ming] on the high platform changed from emptiness to solidity.
It seemed to sense Zong Shen's gaze on it, and it immediately turned around with its majestic round eyes.
He was not afraid of Zong's faint aura of being strong at all.
In Zong Shen's opinion, he was quite brave and fearless.
This made him more interested in Ming, and at the same time he became more certain that Ming must be related to the Eastern Continent.
The so-called [Dark Hell King] can essentially be understood as the "black unicorn".
After mastering the power of life and death, it is not surprising that it was called the King of Hell.
Zong Shen thought for a while and quickly came to a conclusion.
However, the thin unicorn in front of me is still difficult to compare with the mythical King Yama.
Ming's cool entrance did not change the remaining countdown time.
There are still 1 minute and 21 seconds left to start the real third phase.
Therefore, both sides did not move, maintaining a strange and calm confrontation.
Zong Shen did not feel much hostility. He only sensed majesty and contempt from [King of Dark Hell Ming].
It has a stronger sense of pride than the dragons outside.
Even though it was defeated and imprisoned by King Arthur, this pride has never been erased.
In this way, it really has the charm of some oriental "mythical beasts".
In this weird confrontation, the passage of time seems to have no trace.
The quantile is reset to zero first, followed by the seconds.
When the seconds reaches 0, the countdown disappears.
Not far away, Ming let out a thundering roar, and his hoofs covered in blue flames crushed the high platform.
All the light went out, and the surroundings sank into darkness.
The blue flames on Ming's body also converged and merged into the darkness almost simultaneously when the light went out.
An artificial eye made of jade-like material appeared in Zong Shen's right hand at some unknown time.
The prosthetic eye lit up almost at the same time as his eyes.
He is mobilizing his perception skills to try to make a preliminary lock.
The prosthetic eye in his hand is called [Real Eye (Special)].
It is a magical item of [special] quality.
Its eponymous skill can detect any stealth effect up to level eight, and can also track specified tracks, making it the nemesis of stealth abilities.
However, this time, it had no effect.
Especially when Zong Shen locked onto Ming's tracing trajectory, the light spot representing the trajectory almost covered all the darkness.
Frowning slightly, he put away the [Eye of Reality (Special)] in an instant.
"Find Ming's location!"
Thoughts quickly came to his mind and he turned to the strategy module for help.
The golden subtitle quickly replied, but the answer made his eyebrows knit even tighter.
(Darkness is Ming’s world, it is omnipresent in the darkness of that palace)
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Ming's concealment method is obviously different from ordinary stealth.
It really blends in with the darkness within the environment.
No wonder the tracking track fed back by the [Eye of Truth] just now was almost completely filled with darkness.
The soldiers in the rear are protected by the light curtain of the large guard skill.
This caused the light and shadow in the hall to be somewhat fragmented.
In front of everyone, there was extreme darkness that made it difficult to see even one's fingertips, and behind them, where everyone was, there was a shimmering aura of light.
However, those auras could not radiate out normally, they were "stuck" in place by the darkness, making the two appear distinct.
The more this happens, the more bizarre the environment becomes.
Zong Shen stood alone in front, not afraid of Ming's sneak attack.
The level gap between the two sides is too big. No matter how strong Ming is, it will be difficult to cross a big stage and kill him instantly.
As for the power of life and death, it is indeed a powerful rule.
But the Ming in front of him is not the real Lord of Hell, and has nothing to do with the legendary God of Death.
After analyzing the essence, the essence of the power of life and death is just a power of rules.
As long as there are rules, the most basic chain of strength cannot be circumvented.
Even the feared "instant death" judgment skills usually have clear probability limits.
If Ming was really able to instantly kill enemies at a higher level, then its rating would not be legendary.
The original King Arthur might not have been able to subdue it easily.
Zong Shen stood still and did not move.
He responded to Ming's pride with calmness.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Even though the darkness around him has become a "mirror" that may appear at any time, Zong still maintains a stable mentality.
To be continued...