The first thing people associate with a boat is vastness. There is a saying: A man aims at the world. It is probably every man’s dream to go around and see the vast world.
From a certain perspective, Luo Ling is just such a man. Although he has been wandering alone for a long time, he still has sufficient reasons to have a strong interest in ships. After all, this ship is a plane ship that serves as a link between the worlds;
After all, for the growth and development of a force, it is impossible to do it behind closed doors and close to the country, especially when its competitors all know how to use external forces.
Moreover, making good use of the plane ship is equivalent to having a low-Earth orbit space assault ship, which can deploy troops anywhere on the surface. It is also equivalent to having a relatively safer base. The value of such a territory is self-evident.
"Very good!" Luo Ling did not show ecstasy, nor did he pretend to be disdainful, but simply praised. Although many times, Luo Ling himself could not distinguish the boundaries between desire and desire in his heart.
, but he can always clearly warn himself about the relationship between desire and trap.
Secretly paying attention to Luo Ling's expression, Agnes first felt disappointed because of Luo Ling's unmoved attitude. Then, he felt a little more admiration for Luo Ling's self-discipline and restraint. Finally, he felt that this
The young son of the abyss became more and more interesting in its eyes.
"It's really a happy thing to meet a strong man who is calm, intelligent, and highly vigilant." Although Agnes looked full of pessimism, at this moment, his heart was happy.
Demons never lack courage. Strong men are not afraid of the appearance of enemies. Agnes is a demon and a strong man. In its view, in many cases, what is worthy of glory is not the strength itself, but the victory over it.
The process of a strong opponent. So it will feel happy now because it has a good opponent.
Because of their destination, Luo Ling and his party finally left the well-lit ground building and entered the underground world.
Huge, quiet, gloomy, and humid, Luo Ling's first impression of the Ice Queen's dungeon was like this. The typical dark style and the architectural style on the ground can be said to be two extremes. Even if Luo Ling is as steady and calm as he is,
, it is inevitable that there will be some surprise and unexpected feeling in my heart.
"Light and darkness are one, and light is the same as dust?" Luo Ling thought to himself, and while continuing to walk along the main road of wet black stone tiles, he asked the old Demon Barlow: "Is this dungeon the former tomb area of the Yege clan?"
"Yes, Your Highness. The Night Song clan is an elf that believes in Mesif, the goddess of life and death."
Luo Ling curled up his lips and said nothing more. He thought about it. He was probably an extremely powerful god who could control such two extreme fields of divine power: life and death.
For this kind of existence, it is better to have a feeling of admiration and not to discuss too much. By now, he has been able to understand the power of 'god' and the difficulty of its growth process.
Luo Ling felt that for those who were at a higher level or even several levels higher, they respected and admired them precisely because they valued and faced them squarely; this was completely different from the fearful looking up and illusory envy of those with low self-esteem.
"God is just a strong man who can catch up and surpass him!"
The vast dungeon complex did not make Luo Ling feel insignificant. He firmly believed that he would be the master here, not only of this land, but also of all living and non-living things that exist here, no matter in the dark.
And what kind of existence is lurking in the shadows with malicious intentions and ready to move. In the end, there are only two choices, surrender or annihilation.
The steady and rhythmic steps showed Luo Ling's inner determination and lack of hesitation. Agnes could even clearly feel that as the steps rose and fell, a powerful force was brewing and expanding in Luo Ling.
While it was surprised, it also made Team Luo Ling very interested. In Agnes's impression, 'potential' is not like a balloon, which has multiple elasticity. Among the demons it has seen, there are by no means a few powerful ones.
, Generally speaking, their "power" is divided into three forms. First, the ordinary form. It is a people and a king. It has its own manners and atmosphere, just like a lion standing in front of people. Even those who don't know it can feel it.
Its majestic and mighty beast king aura.
2. Anger, excitement, exuberance, extreme activity, and the majesty when the firepower is fully unleashed. The ‘power’ is even better than in the normal form.
Third, the desperate situation, when the fish is dead and the net is broken, when fighting with the determination to die, its "power" is even more powerful than the other two states.
However, this theory is obviously not suitable for Luo Ling now. Luo Ling's 'potential' gave Agnes the feeling of being infinitely progressive. From a distance, it was just a small piece of water. When he walked closer, he found that it was a pond.
When you get closer, you notice that it is a pool. If you look closely, you will see that it is a deep pool. Then you confirm that it is actually the eye of the sea... It seems that as long as you have enough time to observe it, it is not impossible that it is as deep as the sky and the abyss.
"It's a very sharp and novel ability." Agnes felt a little more joyful in her heart, like a person who has been hungry all day and discovers that the cream cake in front of him contains honey jam.
The air breathed in was moist and cool, without any of the stuffy heat or mildewy smell of ordinary dungeons. However, the concentration of the dark elements that ordinary people could hardly detect was very high, high enough to make any adventurers without abilities
The patient experienced visual and auditory hallucinations within ten minutes, until he went crazy and died.
Tomb City, City of the Dead, this is an underground city in the style of death. There are no pendulum axes, drowning chambers, blade walls, turning boards and other mechanisms. However, the quiet atmosphere created by it makes people feel...
He was even more wary of fear, and his nerves became tense without even realizing it.
The entire dungeon is not so dark that you can't see your fingers. On the contrary, all kinds of magic lights and phosphorescence can even glow. There are a lot of luminous things in it, half of them are artificially set up and half are naturally formed, and they are just emitted light.
The intensity is not enough, and they are all in cold colors such as blue, green, cyan, and lavender. The light is hazy and dense, making the dungeon even more weird.
"The hospitable people have come."
Following Agnes's unhurried and hoarse devilish language with a bit of evil, the sound of footsteps sounded, which sounded like the sound of big cats walking. Of course, the premise is that there are enough numbers, and
The environment is relatively quiet.
Luo Ling couldn't feel the life breath of these people in Agnes's mouth. In terms of life form, they were no different from machines. Measured by energy standards, they were all slaves of darkness.
These beings between leopards and humans welcomed the arrival of Luo Ling and others in a silent but enthusiastic way: wherever there is material existence, there are their figures walking, climbing, and approaching. They just
It was like a colony of ants pouring out from countless passages, and Luo Ling and the others seemed to have suddenly become a piece of meat in the encirclement.
It has a whip tail like a leopard, ears like a leopard, about 1 centimeter in length, dark golden fur with black spots all over the body, the broken metal armor can hardly be seen as exquisite and gorgeous as it used to be, and its purpose seems to be closer to
A fig leaf. These guys don't lose the vigor of leopards, but they also have the sinister eyes that only appear in advanced intelligent beings. The way they approach slowly, are ready to attack, and choose people to devour them is also a bit ruthless.
"The Nightsong elves, who have a lifespan of a thousand years and have been sleeping for hundreds of years, awakened from the tomb and became Aita's servants. Now, they serve the demon soul instead." Agnes said, gently exploring, and emerged from the void.
He took out a thumb-thick magic wand made of glowing purple crystal.
"The power of the tombkeeper's key has been greatly weakened. Even the holder cannot use it to reach other areas outside the upper space."
Of course Luo Ling could tell that the old Balor Demon was tactfully reminding him that this situation had nothing to do with him. As a conqueror, it was time for Luo Ling to show his true abilities. He smiled, but there was no hint in his expression.
There was a slight movement. It seemed that the enemies, who were numerous and pressing in all directions, could not notice him at all.
Luo Ling had never thought that elves would look like this before. If classified according to the racial characters in human fantasy novels, it seems more appropriate to call them leopard men among orcs. However, Luo Ling took the title very lightly.
The earth is not the Milky Way, the universe, nor the center of the entire plane, so the cultural knowledge system created by humans is naturally not the only criterion. Moreover, what Luo Ling cares about is the essence. The essence of these Night Song elves is purity.
A very tall dark golem.
"The power of darkness not only awakened their bodies, but also revived their intelligence to a great extent. They are a group of thinking tools, and their uses are probably not limited to killing..."
Luo Ling no longer had time to think about the meaning of the existence of these walking zombies. The dark puppets launched an attack, with the sound of strong wind howling, like wolves and tigers, and those who attacked first were not these.
The attacker's claws are the dark energy arrows and corrosive bombs fired by those long-range attackers.
Luo Ling's small and high-frequency movements, due to his excessive speed, brought up countless phantoms, and his whole person seemed to become insubstantial. Under such dodge, more than 90% of the attacks from far and near were missed.
Even if it was empty, the remaining 10% would not be able to break through Luo Ling's defense line.
The two meb warriors looked much more embarrassed. Although their combat power was obviously much higher than that of the dark puppets, it was obvious that this was not a fair contest, but a swarm attack.
Facing the intensive attack like a violent storm, relying on their agile bodies and sophisticated armors to defend themselves, even a person who doesn't know how to fight can see that all they can do now is delay.
Holding the 'Key of the Gravekeeper', Agnes seemed to be completely forgotten by the dark puppets. In this battle where the sound of the wind breaking during the attack could only be heard, its role was that of an observer. In fact, in Luo
Before Ling completely dominates the ice crystal mausoleum, Agnes will not give any help other than a guide. Luo Ling has already realized this before.
The rapid-fire light particle machine guns in the hands of the meb warriors had no effect. The wounds made by the alloy machetes and those dark puppets could be completely healed in a few breaths. These guys seemed to be real undead monsters. However, Agnis
It discovered that Luo Ling's 'power' did not drop due to this, but was still continuing to rise, so it knew that the young prince of the abyss already had wisdom in his hands, and what he was waiting for was just an appropriate time to counterattack.
Luo Ling's thunder blow did not keep Agnes waiting for long. The battle lasted for about a minute. Suddenly, countless silver rays of light burst out from his body. At that moment, the entire space was illuminated by soft silver light like water waves.
.
Agnes soon discovered that the silver light was not infinite, because it connected all the dark puppets present. There were as many rays of light as there were puppets. It immediately understood that Luo Ling's delay in counterattacking was because he was locking the target.
, being able to lock on nearly a thousand targets in such a short period of time is already a very remarkable ability.
In fact, when the dark puppets began to approach, Luo Ling had already begun to identify and lock on him. His ability to deal with group fights was already extremely high, and now he had powerful strength and skills as the backing to face a group of enemies with the level of a miscellaneous fish.
Winning with one blow is now possible.
The silver light was interrupted after two seconds, and the surface of all dark puppets was wrapped in bright mercury-like light. This light expanded like a balloon. In one breath, it expanded into a light ball with a diameter of two meters. The huge space was thus
It became crowded, and everywhere you looked, there were these soap bubble-like balls of light.
At this time, although the wall of the light ball was still flashing with silver light, it was much thinner than before, like the wall of a balloon that had been blown thin. The transparency was greatly improved, and the situation inside was vaguely discernible.
From the moment they were hit by the silver light, all the dark puppets turned into wood carvings and clay sculptures. Time seemed to have stopped for them. Their vivid and varied appearances seemed very strange.
Lightly stretching his arms, Luo Ling swung out a ball of light beside him. As if they were hollow plastic products of moderate weight suspended in the water, these balls of light were floating randomly in the vast airspace of the dungeon, as if they were on the ground.
The rich dark energy in the city is the carrier that makes them float.
Agnes secretly swallowed his saliva again. Even though he was well-informed, he could only guess that Luo Ling was using an advanced space-based technique.
The prince of the abyss who came from the land once again showed off magical skills, skills that surprised even Agnes. The fire of desire for possession, which had been burning unknowingly, made Agnes red-eyed...
After a minute of violent attacks, the armors of the two meb warriors were covered with scars. The sharp claws left deep and shallow grooves, the dark energy arrows, and the corrosion balls broke, leaving the originally bright armor surface full of rust.
Luo Ling felt that this look was more pleasing to the eye. As the glamor faded away, there still seemed to be a delicate and childish impression. Luo Ling heard that meb warriors can continue to grow in battle. He thought, maybe when he has time,
It would be good to study the impact of this 1-minute fierce battle on the two of them, even if it is just to better understand the extent of improvement in the basic strength of the company's armed forces.
"Stay and standby." Luo Ling gave this order to the meb soldiers. Luo Ling was going to participate in a 'feast' that had been prepared for a long time. It turned out that the two toys given by the company were not qualified to be inviters.
, unless Luo Ling has the intention to damage them pointlessly.
As if in response to the saying that "the king of hell is aggressive, the devil is difficult to deal with", after the dark puppet's "lang", it was a long journey up and down, with twists and turns, and Luo Ling did not encounter even a "gentle wind and drizzle".
If the demon soul's followers have been wiped out, Luo Ling is more willing to believe that those dark puppets are just an 'appetizer', and the main dish of fresh seafood is about to make its grand debut.