On the Seven Towers

It was a huge figure three heads taller than him, extremely burly, with arms as thick as his waist. His whole body was black, and his body was covered with flowing silver runes. Armijo could tell at a glance that this was definitely not the spider-like golem before, but the kind of golem that was carefully built by the mage tower and specially used to fight against strong men.

The rabbit just now had fled to the shoulder of the golem and was looking at him indifferently with its red eyes.

Armijo did not dare to hesitate, shouted loudly, and raised his sword to chop down the burly demon statue. This sword attack completely unleashed his fighting spirit, and he cut very quickly. But that huge figure had a speed that was inconsistent with its body shape. Its left palm quickly stretched forward and grasped the sword that appeared to be there.

In Armijo's imagination, the situation of cutting the sword into the opponent's palm did not happen. The golem did not rely on the strength of its body to resist the attack like those spiders. Instead, it pressed the sword from the side at an extremely fast speed. , deflected its direction, and then held it in his hand.

This was by no means an action that a golem master could control in the blink of an eye. Armijo knew that this was an autonomous golem with rich combat experience!

Armijo struggled hard and found that the sword was motionless in the opponent's hand. At this moment, the rabbit that landed on the shoulder of the golem suddenly opened its mouth, and an electric current was released from its two front teeth, hitting Armiho's body. The huge heat energy generated by the current burned Armiho loudly. screamed. He desperately burst out with fighting spirit, broke free of his sword-holding hand, and fell back with all his strength. Just as he fell backwards, the golem's right hand popped out the blade and slashed through his original sword. Position, if Armijo had not dodged the blow in advance, his body and head would have been separated by now.

But Armijo was not unscathed. There was a deep slash mark on his breastplate, and gurgling blood flowed out of it. He should have completely escaped the blow, but before he knew it, the curse in the doorway had begun to take effect on him. Armijo felt that the power in every part of his body was constantly dissipating.

"Human! Surrender! Now your body strength is beginning to decline, but I am not affected by any magic circle here. Even when you are intact, you may not be able to defeat me - the guardian of the Royal Mage Tower. What's more, the injury and the curse?" The demon said in a woman's voice.

Armijo fell to the ground, horrified. The strength of this demon statue was impressively high-level, but the high-level demon statue was completely different from the high-level human beings. Its power and protection made Armiho feel... No way to start. He now saw no hope of being able to resolve it.

Several mid-level players behind Armijo finally rushed over. The golem also issued a warning to surrender. When the warning was ineffective, several intermediate levels were eliminated one by one within a few rounds.

While several intermediates were fighting the golem, Armijo hurriedly got up from the ground, turned around and rushed out. He has realized that he has no chance of defeating such a big guy here due to the curse.

But after running a few steps, he suddenly felt a huge energy coming from the back of his head. He hurriedly did a cartwheel and finally dodged the attack from behind.

He looked back and saw a mage floating in the air four or five meters away, preparing the next spell to attack him.

Armijo knew very well that there was such a mage, and he couldn't escape by just running out. He had no choice but to turn around and rush towards the mage.

However, his body had only moved a few steps when a black and purple light burst out from the mage's hand. The light was extremely fast and exploded as soon as it got close to Armijo. Armijo tried his best to dodge but was still unable to dodge these two. The ripples of magic. This was a method of distracted spellcasting, and two different magics were attached to his body at the same time.

Armijo only felt that his body suddenly weakened, and it seemed that he could not even lift the sword in his hand. At the same time, he also felt extremely sleepy. At this extremely critical moment, he even yawned several times. .

This is a very powerful curse mage, and his magic is many times more powerful than the debilitating magic circle arranged in advance in the passage.

Armijo took two steps forward, but his legs lost strength and he had to collapse on the ground. He managed to raise his head and took a look at the situation around him. He fell into true despair. All his companions had died under the killing of each other. There was no one of him in this long and narrow doorway.

"How about I spare your life by answering a few questions?" said the mage floating in the air.

"Don't be delusional. We Black Guards are His Majesty's most loyal warriors! Those who can enter this passage are the most determined among them!" Armijo said.

The mage was none other than Glade. He looked down at the warriors on the ground who had lost their fighting ability and said: "Anyway, loyalty is a rare quality. Since you would rather die here, then I will give you a chance to sacrifice."

Glade stretched out a hand, opened his fingers slightly downward, and shouted softly: "Soul deprivation!"

Armijo let out a shrill scream, as if Glade's hand tightly grasped the soul in his body.

As Glade's hand moved upward, a soul light ball was peeled off from his body. In Glade's other hand, he had already opened the Spirit Tower's holy book "Spirit Gathering Register". The swaying ball of light flew upwards and was enveloped in the purple mist that rose from the middle of the page.

"A sad ending." Gama said as he came closer.

"It would be a waste if such a loyal warrior's soul were to be dispersed. I found a good place for him in the "Spirit Gathering List." Glade said, "So that his body can continue to fight for us."

The "Spirit Gathering List" in Glade's hand slowly flew up, and turned the pages of the book in the air. One after another, ghost warriors were summoned from the book and entered the bodies of the black guards and beast warriors on the ground.

And Amiho, who had just been absorbed, had been transformed by the Holy Scripture into a high-level ghost warrior and returned to his body.

There seemed to be a trace of consciousness in his soul, and he looked at his body in confusion. It seemed that he was still thinking about the battle just now.

The "Spirit Gathering List" returned to Glade's hands. He turned to the page corresponding to Amiho and knew his name: "Go! Amiho, lead your comrades who have stood up again to give the emperor a surprise!"

Well, I always feel that Glade is more like a villain.