The brave man who runs a hotel in an RPG

We fell into the trap on the second floor of the basement. It is reasonable to say that we should be on the third floor after falling. What you see in the Tomb of the King is very different. If the routes you traveled before are connected together like a winding giant snake, then the impression here is an intricate spider web.

After evading the sneak attack of the dagger, we walked around here for several hours, but found nothing. If it weren't for the oil lamp on the wall for lighting, the torch sticks that had been dried out with fat would be comparable to the number of dead bones in the corner.

Many monsters wandering around the fifth floor of the basement were dressed in costumes that looked like brave men. We were all horrified when we saw it. Could it be that the brave men who have searched for the missing girl in the tomb over the years have gathered here after death?I even thought that if Fred saw these "peers" with different degrees of decay, he might be able to recognize a few seniors with the longest seniority.

It’s just that it’s one thing to be alive, and another thing to be dead. These dead brave men can’t feel the breath of soul, and those without souls are dead things. You don’t need to be soft when you should be beaten, even Monica. He didn't frown once during the battle, the consciousness of being a mercenary of the mercenary union is the minimum.

The fifth floor of the basement occupies a very large area, which is about three times that of the fourth floor. The more the spider web maze goes to the center, the fewer forks. After the stone wall, it was discovered that what appeared in front of us was almost a miniature underground city-state.

Over the city-state, glowing dark elements spread like stars, and the stone houses similar to the building complex were divided into dozens of areas by thin streets, and the building complex circled n circles around an altar-shaped building in the center. In this way, the top view of the entire fifth floor of the basement is indeed a huge spider web. All the details are to reach the altar in the center, and the low houses under the altar are like saints worshiping miracles. Bow down under the altar and bow your head.

The altar is a long square platform about 20 meters high. The surrounding streets lead directly to the long white jade stairs leading to the top of the altar after Huilong. Above the altar stands a tall tower. The top of the tower is connected to the ceiling, and the whole body is pitch black. The appearance exudes the opposite of the holy.

For some reason, when I "looked at" the altar, I couldn't calm down. I always felt that there was a bad breath hovering around the two black and white columns.We walked along the narrow street to the altar. The street was exceptionally "clean". None of the bones that could be seen in the tombs could be found here. The alien characters in this book give people a sense of spookiness. I think of the Simmel clan that Melody said. Could these houses be the living quarters of the Simmel clan?

I subconsciously turned my head to look at Kane, who was meditating while holding his chin.

"What the hell is this place?" Monica muttered and kicked a stone on the side of the road, and the stone bounced to a house.

"￥&%#..."

The whispers of alien races came intermittently from the wind.

"What, what sound?!"

Monica jumped behind me with a frightened "Yeah", and Kane looked around to find the source of the sound.

Just now, when I heard a foreign language, I asked the guide to help open the translation mode. This foreign language means "my kind, please don't step into my field again." Who is the so-called similar?Is Kane related to Simmer?Or...was it me who sensed the aura in the depths of the tower?The discomfort brought by that breath became more and more intense as the distance decreased, and this threatening sentence made my back feel as if I was soaked in cold water.

——This layer is entrenched with some kind of creature, some kind of unexpected and extremely terrifying creature.

I took off Monica's hands from the cloak, and listened intently to all the sounds in my ears, but no more words came.

"Still...do you want to go again?" Monica's voice trembled, "Captain and the others can't be on this floor, right?"

Kane frowned and turned to her and said, "Have we found the stairs to go up?"

Monica's face paled as if she had realized something: "No..."

Kane sighed: "Let's go."

It’s not just Monica, if it wasn’t for the fact that I couldn’t find a way to go up, I also didn’t want to get close to the altar in the middle. There was an aura that disgusted me—not because of fear or because my strength was against it, On the contrary, this feeling of disgust is probably due to the repulsion of like kind.

"Black Dragon" is ready to move.

"Don't you all feel the breath in front?" I asked while distractingly suppressing the "Black Dragon".

"What breath?" Kane turned around.

I frowned.Is it really just me feeling it?

"It's indescribable. It's an aura that makes me very uncomfortable. The closer I get to the altar and the tower, the more powerful I can feel it." I explained.

Yes, powerful, with a kind of arrogance and disdain that overlooks all living beings. To it, we and these buildings are just tiny ants, not worth mentioning.I don't like this feeling, and the "black dragon" in my body is even more unwilling to be under it. It has been hitting the shackles of light with its body, wanting to fly out and compete with it.

"Will it be the Bandit King?" Kane guessed.

I pointed to my stomach: "I think it's something similar to this guy."

"You... Try not to use that power." He hastily reminded.

"I know." I replied.

Kane took a deep look at me, and then buried himself in the pace of walking towards the altar without saying anything more, while Monica didn't pay attention to the content of our conversation at all, she hugged me tightly like a life-saving straw. The long pestle is panicked like a frightened bird.

(Dragon?) Reluctantly, I "savored" the breath and asked the guide at the same time.

"Master Brave is worrying too much, how can there be a real dragon here." The guide replied.

Not a real dragon, but a dragon-like creature... well, maybe not even a creature.

As the host of the "Black Dragon" these days, I gradually have a certain judgment on its identity. Although it is completely condensed from dark elements, it has its own consciousness and personality, and it is not pure elemental power. In Christine's words Said, it is something brought from my soul, and every time I use the "Embrace of Shadows" or shake it to stimulate it, it will have dreams of the previous life, and the residual consciousness of the "I" of the previous life often comes to my mind. It is self-evident what a "black dragon" is.

Either that "I" signed a contract with the dragon, or "I" is a dragon, or a dragon of the dark camp.

——From the illegitimate son of the devil king to the dark attribute dragon, the arc of this life span is really big, and the latter seems to be more attractive in comparison.

Since the "I" in the previous life was so obsessed and followed him loyally like a follower, without the consciousness of a monster from the dark camp, why did Melodie say that Christine's ending was so miserable?He can completely use the power of "I" to defeat the demon king's army, and then drive the demon king off the throne and occupy the land as king, right?Just because "I" belongs to "friends who can't be friends"?

Forget it, I can't figure out the matter of light and darkness for a while, the breath in front of me is more important.

As for the owner of the breath, I think that as long as I release the breath of the "black dragon" to echo it, I can probably draw it out, but I don't want to draw it out if possible.

——Just kidding, who would want to tease a guy who looks like a dragon so desperately!That's a dragon!Any continent in the southeast, northwest, is known as the strongest race!

The "Black Dragon" who instantly kills the 50th level boss is not afraid of it, but I am afraid, even if there is a cheat, I don't have the guts to die. The mission will be over if the protagonist dies.

However, our behavior of ignoring its threat and rushing forward is essentially the same as dying.

I was hesitant to say the translation of that sentence. In fact, according to Kane's serious personality, he must have turned on the translation mode. Even though he knew that going deep would be dangerous, he still decided to go to the altar to find out. I agree And follow, there seems to be no extra choice, after all, the overview of the miniature city-state can be seen at a glance before entering, and the high tower connecting the top and the top is the only hopeful way to return to the fourth underground floor.

We stepped on the first step of the long white jade steps, and the echo of the soles of shoes touching the steps echoed in the quiet space.

The 20-meter ladder is placed in the outside world, which is the height of a five-six-story building. It doesn’t take long to climb it. I am in a nasty atmosphere, and everything around me seems to be infected with the smell of its owner, “Black Dragon "The impact on the shackles became stronger every time, and I had to spend more energy to appease and suppress it.

I took two steps forward and walked to Kane's side. If I couldn't suppress it, I would definitely have to consider doing another ingestion ceremony today, and I don't know if Kane's body can bear it.

Fortunately, the "Black Dragon" couldn't escape from the light prison until he climbed to the top of the altar. Thinking about it this way, I think Christine is still very reliable.

The density of the dark element factor above the altar is greater than that under the white jade stairs, and black and white squares are drawn on the ground. Besides, the altar is empty, but the tower connected to the top looks more spectacular from this angle. The presence is too strong to ignore.

"Are we going in?" Monica trembled all the way, and the frequency of trembling didn't lessen when she got to the bottom of the tower, and there was still a tremolo at the end of her words.

Kane was noncommittal.

"Can I... can I wait here for the time being?" Monica blinked weakly, "Go in and check the situation first, come out and call me if there is no danger..."

I scratched my head in annoyance, and grabbed her by the collar and dragged her towards the tower: "You are a healer, hey, without a healer escort, do you think we will come out to call you when we are in danger?... Hiss—you Is it a dog!"

The back of my hand was bitten hard by Monica. Although this little pain did not make me let go, the few points of health that dropped made me very irritable, and I did not want to enter this tower. The problem is to find There are no stairs to be found on the five basement floors, which means that the breakthrough point can only be here. I can tolerate Monica playing her princess temper at other times, and it is especially irritating to hold back at this moment.

"Alsis, you are so bad..." Monica hit the long pestle heavily.

"clack".

The white square hit by the long pestle sounded too crisp and light.

"..." All three were silent for a while.

"Monica..." There was a wry smile on the corner of Kane's mouth, which was uglier than crying.

The altar shook rumblingly, the checkerboard-shaped squares on the table disappeared one by one, and the dark area flooded in like a tide. I gave Monica the middle finger in my heart, and then I couldn't help but sink into the approaching darkness among.