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"He is not a vampire hunter, but he killed all the vampires in Valchha Castle."

"So bold, so powerful, so hateful!" When Berelika heard the news of Varchiha's complete destruction, she was not angry, but a little relieved. "Those idiots who were brainwashed by Hakon, die if they die. There is no value. Good boy, it is good that you can come to me. If you release me, we can continue to live in the good mortal world. I am fed up with your crazy father, now he is no longer a threat... Wait, it's better to ask that person to kill Hakon."

"Hey! Mother, why do you say that about father?"

"That's a madman! Do you understand? He simply wants to kill you and use your blood to achieve his unrealistic desire."

"Regardless of whether he is a madman or not, he is always my father. Let's rescue the person who imprisoned him, so that he owes us and deserves to be repaid. With his character, if I force him not to kill his father, then our family People are fine."

"You mean, you would rather believe in a vampire slayer than your own mother? Have you lost your mind!" Berelica's voice was stern, with an indisputable tone.

"Yes, in just one week with him, I have already felt his unquestionable personality like the sun, and he gave me a sense of security that you could not do for centuries!"

"Child! I'm protecting you to prevent danger before it happens. Isn't it what a mother should do? Your father is a lunatic, and the stranger you are talking about is even more unreliable. You know, I am this The only person in the world who will never hurt you!"

"No, mother, there is another person, and it won't hurt me." Serana smiled.

"Damn, do you like a mortal? Don't you know that in a few decades, you will hold his body and cry, for our immortal blood, only the same kind is worthy of love."

"What's wrong? Your love for me is after all a kind of imprisonment, you are no different from your father," Selana was frustrated, and trembling with grief and anger, "Maybe we don't deserve to have family happiness."

"Don't do this, child, my heart is almost broken when I see your pain. Forgive my arbitrariness, forgive my arbitrariness, I will always love you." After that, she put her hand on it, and the violent burning caused her pain, but the expression on Berelika's face was still familiar and serious, and her eyes were so gentle.

Selana took a deep breath, closed her eyes, melted her tears, and then smiled generously, "Sorry, mother, I will save you, what do I need to do?"

"Go and find the tallest pumice spires. The barriers are extracting the energy of the sad souls exiled here through the bases of these towers. If you defeat the guards, you can remove the barriers. But be careful. The dragon, which means to curse eternal life, patrols the soul stone mound. He is the guardian appointed by the Lord of Truth. Don’t be discovered by him.”

"Don't worry, I know."

...

Lu Zhengkang had only his own light to illuminate the dark and narrow black stone corridor. The faint white light illuminates the surrounding area less than two feet and melts into a drowsy halo. He looked around, and the walls were full of reliefs. Some were clear and some were fuzzy. He felt that the air was extremely humid, and it was warm, it seemed that there was water vapor in the air, and the thin mist after being illuminated by his light was like a miasma cloud over a pond.

The ground is solid, but he feels his legs are soft, like stepping on a soft cushion.

The impression here is like the intestines of a large organism.

He is food, and the relief on the wall is a digested residue.

Of course, this is just a metaphor. Lu Zhengkang observes the relief murals. There are many different things in the world. They are basically simple lines that can identify the human body. Other than that, there are not many details to ponder.

But after watching more, he also roughly understands that the contents depicted in these reliefs are mostly heart-piercing and unforgettable. Those people are making crazy gestures, with explosive tension, and chaos and disorder. In the background, there are always deep round eyes watching everything.

There was a sudden gust of wind deep in the corridor, soft and soft, reminiscent of the gentle breeze blowing over the earth on the greenery of the suburbs in the sunny spring afternoon. It had a beautiful taste.

Lu Zhengkang couldn't help but think of some past events-the time he spent with Nati and Paya in his school days, the time he studied scriptures at Shaolin Temple, the time he practiced martial arts in the courtyard of the Lion's Gate, and preparing for Jonas At three meals.

There are no waves in peace, and there are endless reveries in the dark. Life at that time is layered. Under the sparkling waves, it is the story of swimming fish and birds.

He came back to his senses. Although he didn't have any nostalgic thoughts in his heart, he touched his cheek, and his smile didn't know when it was full.

The warm air in the corridor stopped.

Lu Zhengkang continued to move forward.

The sculptures are all odd and weird, and the details are not repeated, but there are still similarities. Since they are all sincere and unforgettable emotions, all people in the world are connected.With common sorrows and joys, my smile can be shared, and my sorrows are also borne by you. We are one.

Here is the treasure of the Lord of Truth-the corridor of sentient beings.

In the silent silence, Lu Zhengkang's experience was strange. He seemed to be immersed in those background noises. There was nothing wrong with it. It took him a long time to realize that the corridor was extremely quiet.

It's a contradictory feeling. It's very quiet, even in an environment where breathing, heartbeat, visceral movement, and muscle contraction can be distinguished, but it gives people a sense of ordinary suitability.

Someone was whispering—the reliefs, they were whispering.

"Again……"

"Find what you expect...or you will die."

"Giving up, only serving is the truth."

"Give me back... Give me back..."

"I thought death was relief, but it was precisely the beginning of pain..."

Lu Zhengkang listened carefully, and all the voices disappeared.

The corridor is still the quiet corridor.

Chapter 309 Dunharvey

Lu Zhengkang could not hear the broken words of the embossment, nor entangled, because it is very likely that everything just now was just his hallucinations. There are too many such experiences.With visions, auditory hallucinations, etc., Lu Zhengkang was sure that his mental condition was normal, and he would hardly have any out-of-the-ordinary thoughts, so the weird and strange things he had experienced were all false, maybe they were edited.

He also persevered in this, but the more times he encountered, he no longer...

"My child, come here."

Lu Zhengkang was surprised, it was Garna's voice!

Deep in the corridor, there was a familiar call, "Come on, boy, come on."

Lu Zhengkang frowned deeply. The hallucinations reached this level. There was already a hint of seduction. The darkness in front was so thick that people could not help but think of the warm curtain of death swaying slightly in the depths, and the malicious terrifying beast swallowed the lost soul. .

He knows that he is actually in the environment, but it is not accurate to say that he is in a realm between the real and the illusion. Here, he can sense the pure land, but cannot connect, all his efforts may There is no return, and there will be great danger.

Lu Zhengkang felt the weaker power in his body. He was now in an unprecedented state of weakness, his mind was quiet, his body was weak, and the magical energy had no resonant frequency here.

What can mortals do?

Lu Zhengkang smiled and persevered to the end, afraid of difficulties and dangers, and fear of life and death. Soldiers have always come to stand in the way.

He hurried to the depths of the corridor.

...

Selana came to a pumice spire, and hundreds of black skeletons attacked her, but these guys shouldn't worry about it. The frightening thing was the guardian, who was wearing a keel armor, holding a keel axe, and was over seven feet tall. .

Serrana fired ice cones repeatedly, and it broke and dissipated after hitting the dragon bone armor. She had to walk around to clean up the messy black skeletons, and then drew out an elf dagger, and launched a charge towards the guards.

The vampire was dexterous and stretched, but the guard was rich in experience, and would often withdraw and swing before Selana rushed in. Selana had to dodge and didn't dare to carry it.

The vampire is really hard and tiring against the dead.Vampires are good at vampire spells and frost spells, and necromancers are quite resistant to both.Usually the best spell to deal with the undead—the recovery system to expel undead creatures. For vampires, life magic is as difficult to control as flame magic, and it is almost impossible to use.

Serrana can only use her proficient fighting skills to confront the guards.Although the keel armor was solid and thick, it was not tightly fitted. The vampire rushed towards the axe blade, and the swept axe thundered through the air like a train. Selana's toes lightly touched the axe surface, losing her center of gravity and falling over. But the dagger had been stuck in the gap between the helmet and the shoulder armor, Serrana pulled herself closer, wrapped her legs around the guardian's neck, still clutching the dagger in one hand.

She whirled gently, like a charming dancer, when she landed, there was a huge head landing.

"This should be enough to teach you a lesson." The eldest lady put away the dagger, and the guards collapsed into a puddle of glue scattered on the ground.