Chapter 124

After the eye shifted, Yat's eyes turned to the stone wall.

Originally he was searching all the way through the map, just to kill all the wandering trolls he met.

But, in addition to that, Yat found something else.

The stone wall is one of them.

In the dead corner of the maze, he saw the picture.

In the dark red field of view, several successive giant murals were carved on the labyrinth stone walls.

The first one is a giant column.

Around the giant column, many human beings portray the posture of deviation, and seem to be running crazy. Because the depiction is too rough, Yat can not distinguish what kind of human beings this is. Although it is likely to paint the wandering troll, it may also be other human like creatures.

The second picture still contains giant columns, but the scene becomes a collection of these human beings close to the giant pillars.

"What was the damage that the fall of this giant post did not bring? So these human beings are coming closer to it again? "

With such doubts, Yat turned his eyes to the third mural.

The third picture shows that these human beings have used a variety of weapons to attack the giant pillars, and they are trying to attack.

But, Yat noted, in the murals, those weapons seemed to be quite primitive weapons such as axes and sticks.

Seeing this, Yat thinks he can probably exclude these murals as human beings.

No, it could be human?

After throwing the doubt about racial status into his mind for a while, Yat looked at the murals, and then he found that the weapons in the hands of human beings waved to the giant pillars, but did not cause damage to them?

No, maybe the murals just want to express that these human beings are testing or attacking them?

Yat frowned and turned his eyes to the fourth mural.

And the fourth mural... No more.

The fourth mural, though still in existence, was destroyed. No.. This mural is not destroyed, but it is... It is less when it is portrayed.

The place that was destroyed was that it was not actually portrayed, but the giant column was painted.

What is that really about? A history? Wandering the history of trolls?

The most likely way to depict the maze built by the wandering troll is the history of the troll. Although it may also be other creatures, it is very unlikely.

In a word, I don't know if these picture wizards have found them, but the rate is completely clear.

He has no "lucky imagination" that he can find only by himself. Instead, he thinks that he finds less than others, so he will be more cautious and careful to observe - such behavior can be used as a remedy for his not being lucky enough.

After recording the contents of these murals in his heart, Yat turns around, and with his turn, the vision of the blood crow turns to his back.

"Now, we should go and sweep away other wandering trolls."

"Yat shrugged and said to the ravens and servants.

All the crow servants nodded at the same time, and Ziqi looked to promethe.

"Oh, oh! well! Great master! You're right! " "Said promi in a hurry.

Next second, crow minions flew away from their place, and promi was busy manipulating the quasicorn remains for search.

Looking at their movements, Yat just shook his head with a smile and took out one thing from the item bar -

a white object that looked like a handkerchief, and injected the spirit into it.

"Harolan is a bitch. No, no, no, it should be my hate for hairless birds..." br >

the voice just fell, the white handkerchief melted and extended, wrapping Yat and the blood crow on his head.

In a moment, the figure of art disappeared in the dark.

On the ground, the shallow footprints extend along the direction of the crow minions leaving.

In the huge maze, a small wandering troll is wandering in the maze with weapons.

The rough eyes looked ahead, and the darkness had no effect on these small human like creatures, just like ordinary people walking in the sun.

Suddenly, it stopped and looked around in some doubt.

No, nothing, it's still dark.

But in this moment, the sound of the broken air rang.

A metal cane wrapped in light black force appeared from behind its head, and the brittle sound of broken bones sounded, and the body of the wandering Troll was directly smashed and flew out.

The blue body fell on the ground, and there was no sound any more.

A shadow flickered by the body, and a blood crow flew over, sucking the body of the wandering Troll into dried meat, and the huge blood mist gathered around it.At the next moment, the blood mist around the blood crow began to burn, and its speed increased sharply. It turned into a blood shadow and disappeared in place.

An hour later, art appears at the entrance of the maze again. He has killed nearly 120 wandering trolls, raising the level of Raven mage to LV5, and the experience value of night wizard has been raised to nearly upgraded level.

His psionic powers have almost been consumed, with only about 30% left.

But this is the moment.

Art looks at the stone gate in front of her, her eyes are a little dignified.

The stone gate is completely closed, and art waves his cane, and the dark powers attach to it and bombard it.

Dong ~

had no effect. Yat only felt a slight numbness in his arm.

"Bad..."

he stepped back and looked at the stone gate in front of him.

"Prometheus, try to get through the door." Art turns to look at Prometheus.

Without much to say, Prometheus darted out of the phantoms, and his pale blue body flew to the stone gate.

At the next moment, however, Prometheus hit the stone door, as if blocked by something.

Did you shake your head? Prometheus turned his head. "Master, there seems to be some strength up there, not just here."

It pointed to the wall next to the stone gate, and then to the maze: "the whole wall is attached with power, all areas of the labyrinth are..."

"..." Yat looks at the stone gate in front of him with a dignified face, "let's look for other exits."

And in a room deep in the labyrinth, a transparent crystal ball twinkles with brilliant blue.

In the crystal ball, the scene of ATT and crow servants emerges.

"More... More... Show more, the mice who broke into my room, despair, cry in the meaningless struggle..."

"OK, OK, this tone should be good, it can reflect my strength..."

the figure murmured.

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