Carlos lowered his head, and his whole body was covered under the black robe. Several cultists glanced at Carlos, but they didn't take it seriously, and continued to walk forward.
Carloso followed behind them, trying to keep his pace and breathing as consistent as possible, which can be said to be a perfect integration.
Some people lead the students along, some people drag the students along. It seems that the directions where everyone gathers are on the lower floors.
Carloso walked in the corridor and found that the corridor was very long, and every room was the same.
There are many painful human faces on the wall, it seems to be those evil spirits?
After reaching the end and going downstairs, you have to walk a long corridor before continuing to go downstairs.
Boom, boom, boom...
The cultist in Carloso's hand scratched his face on the ground, his face was covered with blood, and his head kept hitting the ground when he went downstairs, and his voice was very rhythmic.
After walking two floors, Carlos felt a bit of a headache.
These human faces seem to have an impact on the spirit!
Carlos was startled.
With my mental strength, I will feel a headache, what about others?
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Damn, I can't take it anymore, I will fight them!"
brush!
I saw an outsider who summoned a suit of armor with a card, already clenched a big sword in his hand, and decisively slashed at the cultist in front.
A strange smile suddenly appeared on the face of the cultist.
Click!
His face turned back, a full 180 degrees.
He drew a card and threw it away.
"what……"
"My arm, my arm..."
"I don't need a head transplant!"
"Save me, save me!"
"help me!"
brush!
Black arms stretched out from the wall and grabbed the outsider.
< Some have mouths on their arms, some are wailing from shadows on the walls.
"Get out of here!"
hum!
The golden breath exploded on the outsider, and the dazzling holy light scalded the walls.
"what!"
There were screams and screams, and many evil spirits withdrew their hands, and many were directly burned to ashes.
Obviously, this outsider is a paladin.
"Die!"
Pfft!
The paladin swung the golden long sword in his hand, and cut off the head of the heretic with one blow.
Carlos was a little surprised, these cultists... are they so weak?
wrong!
Carlos suddenly looked at the ground.
I saw that after the cultist was beheaded, his body fell on the ground, and his flesh and blood seemed to sink into the ground, as if absorbed by the ground.
"Ow!"
@- The arms of the evil spirits protruded from the wall again. Caruso worked hard enough to barely see that the arms of those evil spirits seemed so thick?
Damn, this field is like a large-scale field magic. It seems that the more dead cultists, the stronger the blessing of this field magic, and the stronger the spell cards that summon evil spirits!
However, the paladin was not useless, his golden light was extremely dazzling, the wall was scorched by his holy light, and those arms became tiny again.
Caruso calculated in his mind that outsiders can consume the heretics and the magic of this place, and both sides have consumption.
However, with such a tough strategy, unless there are 120 masters, it is very likely that it will not be exhausted.
Is it really okay to consume so much power without even seeing the boss?
Also, I don't know if this layer is important!
"Grass, I've had enough walking, let's kill together!"
The action of the paladin was like a signal, and many people couldn't stand the long walls and the patterns on the walls, and they used cards at the same time.
Someone directly summoned several huge totems, and the totems were inserted into the ground, and lightning lights lit up one after another, and the cultists screamed one by one.
Someone summoned some wild beasts, treants, etc., and green vegetation began to cover the corridors on this floor.
Soon, the vegetation began to turn black, but it also blocked those terrifying faces.
"Whirlwind!"
"For the tribe!"
"Holy Light!"
|- "For the ancestors."
"The goddess is on top!"
[WEB] Chapter 041 Breaking the Illusion
A strange cry sounded from the mouths of those outsiders.
How many people are there on this floor?There are about 30 people, and there are various occupations. In addition to the common ones of Karoso, there are even occupations such as Warlock Shaman.
And those cultists had a stalemate with them, and the cards flew around for a while.
Soon, there were casualties of outsiders on the field, and the cultists who went up and down the stairs began to increase their numbers here, and there was a steady stream.
No, they can die, but they can't die so worthlessly.
This dungeon requires a lot of people to attack together!
Carlos instinctively stretched his hands into his arms.
At this moment, a faint red line appeared on Carloso's face.
Xiao*} said @衣% ~⑦>⑤@⑥&①{/③%③%=⑦{②-⑥When the lines didn’t show too much, Caruso suddenly felt something was wrong.
What about the barrage?
Carloso took out a card and poured a little magic power into it. Suddenly, the scene in front of him began to shatter.
[Mr. Ka, Mr. Ka, move! 】
【what happened? 】
[Grass, have you been recruited? 】
[Didn't Mr. Ka skip the first level and wear the other party's clothes? 】
[Nimma, these bastards look at me a little panicky]
[Ka won't fall, will he? 】
[If Mr. Ka doesn't react, these things will come to kill... shit! 】
After Carloso woke up, he was also slightly surprised.
I saw that all the cultists in this corridor were looking at him with cold eyes!
The people led by the cultists, whether dead or alive, were tied with iron chains on their hands, and the cultists led one of them.
Carloso silently took out the chain from his clothes, and tied up the stunned cultist behind him.
Click!
The cultists turned their heads back at the same time, and continued to move forward, and Caruso also heaved a sigh of relief.
I guessed right, the magic effect of this place can affect me, and only cultists can be immune to the effects.
While I was walking just now, I forgot a very important thing, barrage!
Huh, fortunately I reacted quickly, otherwise I would really have to fight them here.
So, is it reasonable that the wall can absorb corpses or something that I made up in my head, or is it true?
Little#说|提-{解}{文{~本&Q{<裙&%|+Ⅶ~/*~五%$-Ⅵ>-#ⅰ>{Ⅲ{@③>+-Ⅶ>${@ ②-⑥Click, click, click...
Soon, everyone came to the end of the corridor. There were four doors at the end. Those cultists walked through different doors, which seemed to be irregular.
Caruso was full of energy and observed the people they brought.
Among them, all outsiders that Carlos could recognize were taken to the fourth door.
Could it be, ordinary people, first order, second order, third order?
Caruso followed some cultists and walked into the third-level door.
It was a huge room with lots of brass chairs, nothing but chairs, it was a blank room.
Those outsiders all looked happy and sat on the chairs voluntarily.
What is certain is that the mental strength of these people is not as good as that of Caruso, and Caruso has not been awake for more than ten minutes after waking up.
The cultists tied them to the chairs with chains, and even tied the corpses to the chairs. Carloso followed suit and put the cultists he had caught on it.
After the cultists were tied up, they left the room one by one.
Huh, there are only seven familiar faces, where is Niemer?
Carloso seized the time, and after the last cultist went out, he walked to an outsider he knew.
Snapped!
Carloso directly opened his mouth wide, and the man was blinded by the slap, and he became sober.
Seeing that he was tied to the chair, he instinctively struggled.
Damn, what's going on, didn't I just turn the tide and kill everyone?
Carloso quickly ran to another familiar person.
Snapped!
With another slap, the man was also sobered by Carloso's slap.
"Hey, why are you hitting me?" the first outsider roared.
Carloso ignored him, but quickly left the room, he still had to mix among the group of people.
The two looked at each other and found that they were classmates. Number One hurriedly said, "We were recruited just now!"
"Yeah!" No. [-] nodded quickly: "This kind of mental attack is hard to defend against, and I haven't seen them use cards."
"Could it be a secret release, or a field magic card?" No. [-] frowned.
"The field magic card?" Number two was taken aback: "Isn't this what we should experience?"
"In a dungeon with 120 people, anything can happen." A card appeared in No. [-]'s hand, and he poured magic power into it, earning it hard.
Click, the iron chain snapped!
"It doesn't matter, save people first, don't forget our mission, abolish Carloso and capture the dungeon." No. [-] came to No. [-] and tore off the chain on his hand.
"That guy was so weird just now. We were all hit by a mental attack. If he doesn't hit us, we don't know when we will wake up." No. [-] complained.
"Heh, maybe he's an idiot." No. [-] said casually.
"Wait, shouldn't it be one of our people?" Number Two suddenly thought of a possibility.
"What's your occupation?" No. [-] asked.
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