The hanging platform erected by the goblins is not as simple as imagined, it still has quite exquisite mechanisms. At least by pulling the lever next to the executioner, the floor under the soldier's feet can be immediately lifted. Of course, I can't see the intentions of other agencies. And he didn't wear a hood on his face, and I don't think the person who was hanged had a very attractive expression. This may be an alternative enjoyment for people in dungeons. This reminds me of what the Great Demon King said, 'Whether it's a wedding or a hanging, it will be very interesting.'
And the female wizard, one of the parties involved, is now standing in the center of the entire altar. As long as a woman wears white gauze, she gives a completely different feeling, as if her attire is equated with happiness. However, what the female wizard in front of her probably harbors in her heart is dissatisfaction, as evidenced by her expression. Cutting off the neck and looking at the lower body makes one feel quite happy, but with that head added, the feeling of happiness still doesn't belong to her. Of course, the soldier with a rope tied around his neck also had a similar expression.
At the outermost edge of the sacrificial hall stood a group of women dressed in robes, each dressed differently, holding their respective deities and artifacts. She is the only one standing behind the sun god Apollo, probably the only one who visited in person, Caitian.
The main bride is a tall Tauren, and the female wizard is only about the height of his lower abdomen. He is Minotaurus, the most prominent one in yesterday's farce, because you can always see the performance of flying people around him.
A simple patterned vest revealed his broad chest and shoulders, paired with a giant battle axe placed at his feet, the courage and strength were self-evident. There were two large copper gongs behind, and apart from that, there were no divine bodies, priests, or witches. The gods who witnessed are all standing in the outer circle, not the main position.
Everyone is waiting for the appearance of another male lead, quietly waiting. The unique creaking sound of opening the entrance of the sacrificial hall sounded like a prelude to the beginning of the wedding. Suddenly, two roars overshadowed the sound of opening the door, and someone jumped down from two corners of the roof, pulling a rope and swinging in the direction of Minotaurus.
I am still amazed by such behavior, thinking in my heart that they are coming to snatch the wedding? Or to save people? But all kinds of ideas are extremely unreasonable. With the sound of "Kuang!" and the gong being struck, the two of them fainted and burst into laughter It's another farce. Just beating the gong in this way, dungeon
The Great Demon King walked slowly in, dressed in a mix of gilded edges and exquisite embroidered cloaks, followed only by a man dressed in a neat and elegant nose.
What about that messy man? The protagonist is him, right Or rather... what is this? Is it possible?
As they passed by, I noticed the man following the Great Demon King impatiently tugging at the bow tie that bound his neck and saying unhappily, "Hey hey! Great Demon King, I'm not used to this."
"At least get used to these one or two days. If the bride is killed in bed by the groom's stench on the wedding day, it can also be said to be a masterpiece in the underworld."
"Not bad! Let future generations have a goal to pursue."
"Think for the victims, I don't want to take care of a crazy woman with cleanliness syndrome."
The three companions next to me have their mouths wider than the others. The soldiers on the hanging platform simply hung their necks on the rope and stared blankly at everything. The most outstanding person is still the bride, wouldn't it be too simple to describe it as indecent? But I couldn't clearly describe her shock either. On the other hand, the people in the dungeon covered up the entire scene with screams and cheers.
A scruffy man? Hmm~The man walked up to the bride and stood still. Minotaurus coughed and cleared his throat before speaking in a loud voice that overwhelmed the audience, "Kid, what kind of ceremony are you planning to use? Chinese? Western?..."
After cutting off Minotaur's words, the man nodded and said, "The fastest!"
"Cough!" Minotaur nodded and spoke solemnly, while the witches around softly sang a prayer song. The beautiful and gentle singing music spread throughout the entire sacrificial hall. "Mmm, are you willing to take this woman as your wife?" Minotaurus asked the man in question.
"I am willing."
"Are you willing to marry this man as your husband?" When Minotaur asked the bride, she still stared blankly at the man standing next to her, without any response. Minotaurus coughed again to remind the other party, but still did not respond.
The cow's head approached the veil and let out a loud roar as it breathed a sigh. The woman regained her senses in fear and nodded frequently at a loss. When consciousness truly returned to the woman, she looked at her companion on the hanging platform with a somewhat embarrassed expression. The line of sight between the two is mixed with various flavors.
Minotaurus raised his hands high and looked up to the sky, saying, "In the witness of the gods, I declare you two husband and wife." He waved his hands heavily, pressing their faces together What a painful kiss, it makes my teeth ache faintly.
The hall was not as lively as I thought, but rather filled with sighs. It seems that there are quite a few people who intentionally want to see the hanged people. Disappointed, these people have all gone outside the sacrificial hall first.
"Hey! Look!" The shout came from somewhere, and everyone turned their heads to look at the hanging scaffold. The floor under the soldier's feet had already been lifted up, the rope was taut tightly, and the painful expression was evident. The executioner on the side was also frightened and didn't know what had happened.
"You..." The newly married woman looked at the man next to her and punched out with a pair of jade fists. The man, however, had a serious expression and forcefully pulled down the bow tie around his neck, shooting it out and transforming it into a hidden weapon that flashed rapidly into the air! This resolved the crisis of that poor soldier.
"Are you pretending to be foolish? Do you want me to become a dishonest person?" the man with a bow tie walked towards the execution platform and asked with a heavy tone.
The executioner on the hanging platform waved his hand innocently and said, "I'm so happy, it wasn't intentional. I accidentally pulled the handle."
"This kind of thing can still be careless!"
"Do you have any objections?"
Face to face, face to face, neither of them allowed their anger to spread.
I didn't see who took the initiative first, I only knew that they had already formed a team. The crowd that had originally left surged back as they shouted "fight!". Everyone started cheering and even the voices of betting had already begun to shout.
The witches in the outermost circle each put their magical tools back in their original positions, paying no attention to the events in the field. On the contrary, Apollo stood behind the vegetable field and watched everything in the field with caution. And Minotaurus, who served as the main bride, swung his battle axe and drew one beautiful circle after another in the air, while loudly cheering.
I started searching for the figure of the Great Demon King, who should be responsible for maintaining everyone's rationality... Forget it! He was collecting and inserting gambling money, and I saw gold and silver coins for the first time in the dungeon.
On the other end, the two people fighting had already spread out beyond the hanging platform. The fist wind and leg shadows flicker like lightning, with a figure resembling a great swan, and a hand like a sword, leaving no trace of affection.
Cross fists and strike each other, and the two fly backwards separately. I just stabilized my body and immediately took a step forward. Draw a leaping arc in the air, kick with extraordinary force, and have the determination to kill with one strike, flying towards the opponent.
In an instant, the executioner kicked the air. The other person was standing next to the Great Demon King at some point, whispering to each other.
The opponent still wanted to fight again, but everyone still exclaimed that it was not satisfying. But unusually, the Great Demon King suppressed his dissatisfaction and dissent. Most of the people in the field were puzzled, except for Apollo and Minotalus with strange expressions.
"Ah San, take thirty people up first." The Great Demon King gave such instructions.
San Ma nodded and walked out. Dozens of people automatically followed behind.
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, no one can understand the situation.
The low pitched discussion lasted for a while, and a dwarf ran in in panic: "Report... report~!"
Everyone looked at the dwarf in unison. Before he could recover his anger, the dwarf said three sentences in two: "The eighth level is in chaos, and all kinds of monsters are dying in the passage!"
The Great Demon King pointed his hand aside and instructed, "You go up first to support me, and I will come later."
"Report~!" Before the words could be finished, there was an urgent report. The Great Demon King raised his hands flat and looked at the panting dwarf.
"The hungry ghosts have entered the normal space on the fifth floor!"
Emergency messages kept coming, and the Great Demon King waved his hand before saying, "Report!" This time it was a fairy. I can roughly guess from the bruises on his elbows and knees that he stumbled and stumbled all the way.
"Damn it! Let me finish giving the instructions!"
The demon who was scolded for no reason was silly for a moment, but when he was shocked by the seriousness of the situation, he immediately said: "King Mount Taishan has broken through the third floor with a group of Death Legion!"
The expressionless stone mask looked around, and the Great Demon King roared, "Damn it! Someone can tell me what exactly happened."
The three reporters looked at each other and turned their heads together, saying, "Hyacinth is crazy!" "Hyacinth is crazy!" "Hyacinth is crazy!" "Hyacinth is crazy!"
Hyacinth is crazy?
Is this bad? It sounds terrible
"Everyone who has nothing to do should move out! Stop the hyacinth! If you can't catch up, don't wait, hurry!" The Great Demon King gave a concise command, and everyone present no longer had a smirk on their faces, but instead an extremely serious expression.
A woman grabbed the cloak of the Great Demon King, her worried expression unreserved. She asked, "Is there anything I can do?"
"Ah Wu..." The Great Demon King looked at one of her wives, but time seemed to not allow him to be entangled here. He pointed to the side and said, "There are so many gods here, please ask for any blessing. Don't let hyacinths break into the dragon's den!"
Turning his gaze away, the Great Demon King only glanced around and said, "Follow up!"
Nearly a hundred people were rushing along the passage of the dungeon, not including what I hadn't seen. I don't know how many times such a spectacular scene has appeared in the dungeon. My three companions and I followed the urgent steps of the dungeon and advanced towards the upper level.
Everyone didn't have time to talk, they just ran as hard as they could. Lehua and Manhua are both behind by a short distance, and next to Kayed and me are the newly caught up Tai Bao and the Great Demon King, among others, running at the forefront. In this situation, they should have a way to protect themselves and not be too nervous. On the contrary, it's the one I'm about to face, which gives me a headache.
The two divine figures who were originally present, Apollo and Minotalus, had already rushed out of sight from the beginning.
I don't know how many stairs I ran, but I know it was even more exhausting than the last time I chased General Mazken. Turning his head in the air, the crowd following him had already decreased significantly.
Oh my! I bumped into someone. I turned around to look at Kayed blocking in front of me, and the other leaders also stopped in their tracks. Looking ahead, there was an unbearable sight. A long passage was filled with dwarves, fairies, and various monsters, with their injured and fallen bodies. Interleaving and overlapping, there is no space to settle down.
The people who caught up from behind also stopped. One of them crouched down and looked at the injuries of the fallen crowd, saying, "No way! The Great Demon King. They are all very seriously injured and cannot move around casually."
The nearby Tai Bao said, "Great Demon King, if you can't walk here, you'll have to go back to the lower level and take a long detour."
The silent Great Demon King also crouched down to examine the injuries of the fallen crowd, turned around and said, "Last kill, last kill, clear the way! If others can't keep up, take a detour."
Open circuit? When I was still doubting the orders of the Great Demon King, the last and last half of the fairy sisters had already moved forward. I saw them stomping on each other's feet and punching each other, with three steel claws protruding from the backs of their feet and hands. Blood can still be seen at the root of the steel claw.
Strike fiercely towards the nearby wall, and the steel claws immediately insert into the stone wall. The two of them left countless marks on the wall and headed towards the other end. And a group of people led by the Great Demon King and Tai Bao, with their hands and feet clasped into the pit made of steel claws, followed the last and last killed sisters with a cockroach like swimming speed. Oh my goodness! I can't learn the skill of horizontal climbing.
When no one followed the footsteps of the Great Demon King anymore, most people stayed in place, and the last group slowly dispersed towards the back.
Glancing at the presence of a stone spirit on the side, I remembered that their underground race had the ability to manipulate rocks. I grabbed him and asked, can we make a passage by moving the wall?
He shook his head and said, "There's no way, that requires too much magic. We can only make the wall protrude a few pieces at most."
With a brain twitch and a mind twitch, this is still feasible. As long as there are enough jumping platforms, more people should be able to quickly pass through this passage. I told him this proposal, and he also agreed. He found a few companions to concentrate and recite the secret mantra passed down within their tribe.
The Great Demon King in front of us and some people who can climb over the wall pass through the passage. A slight vibration came from the stone wall, and the glow of the glowing moss was obscured by the magic gathered on the wall. More than ten stone pillars grew out of the wall.
After looking around, I called out to the crowd who could pass by the protruding stone pillars to follow. Leaping forward with all my might, the distance between the stone pillars was relatively easy for me. The number of people following behind is much greater than the number of people following the Great Demon King before.
Many people were injured along the way, and even more so, many died. As previously reported, starving ghosts, monsters, and even many deceased individuals have rushed to the passage of the dungeon. While dodging these obstacles, we advanced towards the direction of the pile of corpses.
The shouting of the fight came clearly through. As I dodged into the next corner, a figure suddenly flew towards me.
Avoiding the body of an unknown hidden weapon or an unlucky ghost, the second layer of semi artificial parts is now in front of us. In the vast grove of stalactites, dozens of people surrounded one hyacinth, and the Great Demon King was standing in the outermost circle commanding the formation of the joint attack. It is obvious that the thickest part of the population has a shimmering golden dragon cave on the back.
Just as I was about to rush forward, someone on the side pulled me back.
The third mother signaled us to stop. I noticed that there were already many scars and bruises on her body, and even her left arm was hanging to the side, as if she was already ignorant. Behind her lay a group of heavily injured people.
"Fill in two batches from both sides."
Let's do it first. Kayed and I, along with the same group of people, bypassed the right side and carefully watched the battle.
The hyacinth, surrounded by more than ten people, did not show any signs of fear, but rather a madness. At that time, she fiercely scolded the Night Demon Hero with that kind of madness. The swords, spears, swords, and axes that came and went seemed like nothing in her eyes, but the skillful movements of her limbs were unmatched by the people around her.
Too many people! I can't help but sigh like this. Faced with an opponent, surrounded by too many people, it is impossible to make the most effective attack at the same time, and can only rely solely on consumption tactics. The more I watch hyacinth's battle, the more I feel that her energy is like a bottomless pit, I don't know how many people need to be injured to consume her to exhaustion.
Until now, no one dares to have any concerns. It goes without saying that having distractions in one's heart only leads to a dead end. I held the sword hilt tightly around my waist. When someone steps down, someone immediately fills in. This is simply exchanging one's life for an opportunity to defeat her.
With two heavy muffled noises, I turned my head and saw Apollo and Minotalus sitting above the Japanese car at the exit of the passage. They rushed forward without saying a word.
The one who let out a mournful cry was the Great Demon King, who even tried to stop the two great figures from advancing.
This makes me quite puzzled. But when I saw the movements of hyacinth, I knew what was going on. She broke through the crowd and headed towards our direction, and behind us was the location of the dragon cave. She knew very well that Apollo and Minotaurus, who were rushing towards her from behind, could not be solved by her, so under her instinct to escape, she could only move towards the direction with the weakest strength. Unfortunately, the weakest point of strength refers to us.
There was no time for me to draw out my sword, so I had to raise the scabbard together to block the oncoming blow. There was no sound of impact at all, but a strong vibration hit my bones. The feeling of nausea surged up, and the hyacinth had already broken through me.
As I fell to the ground, I reluctantly turned around, and the person behind me had already been pushed out of the gap in the path. A figure jumps over me, that's the Great Demon King. And Apollo's chariot also followed, and in the end, there was Minotaur's majestic figure.
Struggling up and advancing towards the dragon's lair where the hyacinth had escaped, the incredible scene unfolded before me once again.