Fairy’s Box

The dark blue sea, as soft as silk, swayed slightly.

Yale and the others stood at the bow of the boat overlooking the undulating sea, and behind them were the wraiths with icy expressions. The ghost ship sailed on the undulating waters at a high speed that did not match its appearance. In fact, rather than saying that the ghost ship is sailing, it is better to say that it is gliding on the water - the fog-like negative energy wraps the entire bottom of the ship, blocking the surrounding air, forming the strength to hold up the hull, and the skeletal soldier's hand rowing. The wooden paddles together provide power.

The silhouette of the Ghost Islands shrouded in darkness is getting closer and closer, and everyone can feel that a negative energy radiation source that towers as high as a mountain and abyss is just ahead, like a huge heart that is dormant and accumulating strength.

On the sea water near the archipelago, the unseen negative energy fluctuated along the air current, blended into the chilly sea breeze, and silently swept across the water.

They all know that this aura that is incompatible with the living is provoking and repelling them.

Staring at the blurred and floating scene in front of him in the dark, coupled with the interference and erosion of negative energy in the sea breeze, and the psychological pressure to go straight to Huanglong. The will of the crowd was gradually affected, and they became irritable and restless, but they only needed to touch the figure standing in front of them. You will be able to recall the various adventures and hardships you have experienced in the past few years, the achievements and honors you have obtained, and the restless restlessness will be emptied.

The ghost ship sailed through the foggy area without any risk, and after passing through the interlocking outer hill forts, they covered each other's undead islands to form different levels of dark shadows, like a picture of death spreading out in front of them. .

The yin wind rushed towards him and suddenly became much larger. The strong wind seemed to pass through the open chests of thousands of deceased people, and the breath of death spit out from the mouth and nose, all of a sudden through the mountains and forests, lifting the corners of everyone's clothes.

At the same time, a loud and loud roar rose from all sides of the sea.

It sounded like some kind of behemoth with extraordinary strength, a voice coming from a space, a voice that was both warning and threatening, and the shocking sea was churning.

From the intensity of the sound, they could tell that this creature must be extremely difficult to mess with.

The black-haired knight sniffed the smell in the wind, and stared at the dark and quiet island on the other side of the sea, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, but then the surprise turned into reality.

boom-!

A huge wave as high as 20 yards rose from the calm sea without warning, and then pressed against the ghost ship like a mountain. Under the shadow of the capsize, Kara subconsciously raised her arm and slashed.

Yale's reaction was quicker, he pointed out his right hand precisely, pinched his wrist, and shook his head at the other party.

The moment the waves splashed on the face, the light suddenly became intense, as if a soft film wrapped them, and then gently tore, revealing a completely different world.

Closed space, quicksand world.

This world completely dominated by the dead, in the eyes of everyone, is a gray, white and black background color through the sky, and it is hazy formed from the stimulation of strong light from east to west - a maze-like huge palace wrapped in dead quartz branches. In the middle, the tall and straight spires leave a unique curved reflection in the sea of ​​gray and white sand.

The numbness of the electric current forced everyone to raise their heads at the same time, and then, from the horizon at the junction of the sky and the sand sea, a fleet with black sails approached head-on—a ghost fleet sailing in the wind and sand, lined up in a row. The demonstrations seemed to be lingering in the white desert.

In the sand sea, there is only the sound of rolling sand waves, and other than that, it is silent, and you can only see ghost ships wandering in the gray world.

In the enclosed space, the mysterious and eerie atmosphere of the Ghost Islands disappears. To the well-informed people, the scene in front of them is nothing but a large cemetery full of death.

Looking at this huge building against the gray and white background in the sand sea, it really looks like a big skeleton, with layers of incomplete vaulted doors, like the caves on the skeleton.

The ghost ship carried them all the way to the entrance of the big skeleton, and then the spirit messenger floated off the ship first without saying a word, and led everyone into the dimly lit labyrinth of silence.

…

The huge labyrinth is shrouded in a blur of cold light all year round, and a layer of gray fog adheres to the empty, pale skeleton floor. It turns back to the dark passage and reflects the pillars of the dead built of white bones, supporting the layers above. A dome formed by stacking skeletons.

There are undead knights standing like lampposts on the left and right of the passage, silently silent, their bodies disappearing and appearing as the cold light floats, bringing a huge deterrent force invisibly.

They followed the wraith through the labyrinthine paths, and after walking in the maze for nearly two hours,

Even the most honest Clark knew that the resentful spirit was deliberately taking them around, but it was inconvenient to attack.

Perhaps it was because they felt that the faces of everyone were getting more and more ugly, and there was a faint trend of eruption. After the envoy of the resentful spirit turned through a circular passage extending in all directions, it finally led them into the correct path.

Behind the hall door decorated with huge withered bones, a black carpet spread straight forward, like a sharp spear, stabbing the nine bone thrones directly opposite.

Nine high-level undead sat opposite the hall door, and figures of different shapes lined up one by one. The windows on all sides of the palace were open, but the light seemed to be blocked by something, isolated from the outside of the labyrinth.

The icy aura solidified in the hall, making the entire space reveal a gloomy and decadent aura. On the platform at the base of the window, there were densely packed undead crows that had lost the ability to fly. As soon as everyone entered the door, they seemed to smell the breath of death, and turned their heads neatly to look at the temple door.

When the seven people followed the envoy of the resentful spirit into the hall, the eyes of the nine high-level undead were almost exactly the same, and the resentment towards the living in the eyes of the nine pairs of eyes could almost freeze everything.

"Good evening, everyone from the Silent Labyrinth, and then..."

Yale strode forward as usual, making a gesture of preparing to introduce himself, but the pace under his feet was getting faster and faster. He quickly walked over a distance of twenty yards, and just before the undead reacted, he suddenly stepped forward and waved his arms, punching the nine high-level undead with a straight punch.

boom-!

The fist struck by the black-haired knight swayed in a circle, and countless black cracks continued to flash out of the air. The void was shattered by the huge force, and then it was instantly covered by a violent electric current.

Ding-!

The next moment, countless golden lines stretched out from the turbine shot by his fist peak. In the blink of an eye, the entire hall was covered with densely woven light paths, forming countless interlaced and overlapping huge light nets, completely covering the hall. every inch of space.

Whoosh-!

The dense network of light paths formed at this moment is not fixed. Every moment is changing thousands of times, and each light path splits into bundles of golden thin lines, overturning toward the nine high-level undead, as dense as thousands of undead. Thousands of silk threads.

Feeling the strong danger, the three kings headed to react quickly.

"assassin!"

The King of Silence released a powerful spiritual signal, and at the same time, a strange and deep rotten aura erupted from the surface of the body, wrapping it and spinning at an extreme speed. The body of the undead.

"Danger!"

In the eyes of the Queen of Soul Mermaid, there was a raging fire, and a huge amount of negative energy erupted in her body instantly. A translucent imperial wall protruded from her body, like a blue eggshell, protecting her inside.

"…"

The left eye of the Weeping King shattered with a cold light, and the huge twisted stance was instantly released from the eye socket to the whole body, and the whole body with it was instantly hidden into the void.

Under the cover attack that the black-haired knight was unable to defend, the only three high-level undead who could react in time were these three. Even if the remaining six undead received the signal, their bodies could not keep up with the light path that had been formed.

Whoosh-!

The overwhelming golden light path flew down, and everything that hindered Yale and the higher undead was directly disintegrated by the light beam. When thousands of light-speed punches covered the space, everything including the Throne of Bones was torn to shreds.

The speed of light fist came and went faster. The mind and body of the high-level undead are still in fear and tension. Thousands of light paths have disappeared from the void, flashing like electric lights without leaving a trace.

Whoa-!

As if it was the sound of metal shattering, the ninth-ranked and weakest high-level undead, after the golden thread penetrated the body, smashed together with the throne without any warning.

In fact, it is not entirely correct to say that there are no signs.

At this time, if your eyesight is good enough, you can see clearly. A slender secant line first appeared on the surface of this high-level undead body, and then the thin line changed from two to two to four to eight at the same time, splitting and extending the length. different cracks. In the blink of an eye, it shattered into a pile of gray-white smoke and dissipated into the air.

In addition to it, one of the three strongest high-level undead escaped, and the other was blown away. Only the one wrapped in the rotten breath did not seem to have suffered any damage.

One of the remaining secondary high-level undead died and five were injured. It seemed that they were stunned by the sudden light-speed punch of the black-haired knight, and for a while there was no counterattack.

In fact, the reason why they were able to survive in the speed of light storm was only because Yalei had no intention of slaughtering them, and they died only because they were too weak - he did not expect to have such a weak high-level undead.

"Go!"

In the roar of shouts, everyone looked at the opponent they had already chosen, and rushed over at the same time. Among them, Luo Luo hesitated for a moment because his opponent was killed, and then quickly changed the target to Goethe's opponent.

"Die!"

Kara jumped at the big mantis on the opposite side, and a golden slash swayed forward along his arm, forming a radioactive light curtain directly in front.

Whoosh-!

The slash hit the opponent instantly, and the slash clip flew out with the burly body wrapped in the high-level undead, and fell heavily to the ground. With its gray-white bone carapace, it tumbled several times with a rumble, and slid hundreds of yards away, until it crashed into a wall and stopped.

There was a loud bang, and the smoke flew up.