From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 444 Overturning the table

Accompanied by loud noises and vibrations, terrifying shock waves spread in all directions.

The dust on the ground was blown up, making a terrifying sound.

Lilia at the bottom of the stairs screamed, covered her head, and was knocked down by the strong wind like a rolling gourd, rolling several meters away.

Crackling.

Gravel rained down on her and hit her painfully.

When she got up trembling, she pushed away the hair that was blocking her face and looked up, she couldn't help but open her mouth slightly and widen her eyes.

At the top of the stairs, a straight figure was still standing, holding a metal cane in his right hand, standing in front of the open door.

The double-opening door, which was originally half a meter thick and five meters high, was kicked open to create an irregular hole with a diameter of one meter.

There was still a lot of gravel and powder scattered along the edge of the cave, making rustling sounds.

The exquisite patterns and reliefs carved on the stone gate were completely destroyed. The full moon surrounded by countless stars was now only half, and the countless dancing figures were mostly incomplete.

"Mr. Ji...Mr. Jilan kicked the stone door open?!"

Lilia covered her mouth with a look of disbelief.

After receiving the rules of the killing game from the vision of the man in the top hat, she has always had a strong sense of awe for the spiral tower in the center of the city cluster.

This is clearly a miracle beyond common sense.

It is something that does not belong to this world.

But at this moment, the door was kicked to pieces by the young man who was traveling with him...

It's not just Lilia.

The six forces that were watching the event live off the field were all speechless after seeing this scene.

Even in the chessboard manor of the "Midnight Rose" base camp, the dozens of long-lived people sitting at the round table in the open space fell into silence.

"Mr. Xuexiao's kick just now..."

A tone of extreme surprise came from beneath Ms. Crow's hat and veil.

"It seems that he is more than a little bit stronger than the 5th level of the Body Spiral. But he... is clearly taking the original path of the Crucible Sword Spiral, which is based on February."

"How is this possible?"

Ms. Crow's eyes were fixed on the curtain through the veil.

The leader, Ms. Meiweng, shook her head.

Because she couldn't understand it either.

What shocked her even more was the building that was forcibly destroyed by the Blood Owl...that was a creation of the Apostle!

As for the other five forces, especially the hostile Choir, Ascetic Sect and White Dove Tower, they all began to realize that something was wrong!

The three secret society leaders, "The Songstress", "The Lady Without Shoes" and "The Singer", although in different places, changed their expressions at the same time.

Because Jilan's kick clearly touched the limit of the mortal world... This also means that he is extremely threatening to any representative of the gambling fight present!
Even if Gillan Iros is a "glass cannon", who can guarantee that he can still be alive and kicking after being kicked like this?

Even their three leaders dare not guarantee it!
"Mr. Gillan is stronger than before!"

At the ball in the White Dove Tower, a tall lady with short black hair and a crystal feather mask was staring at the curtain on the wall.

The sterling silver pendants on her ears sparkled, but they could not outshine the brilliance in her beautiful eyes.

"He will definitely win this fight!"

Alevia the White Gull stroked her hair to hide her inner excitement.

at the same time.

In a remote village in the Owena Federation, a group of people wearing tattered robes, carrying chains or heavy stone objects, with disheveled hair and bare feet, were sitting on the lawn.

An inconspicuous man, with his hands tied, sat cross-legged in the crowd, staring at the picture on the screen.

"Mr. Jilan, although I have been promoted to a long-lived person and practice hard every day, the gap between me and you is getting wider and wider..."

"You will definitely win this bet!"

"Let these people see how powerful the leader of the Hand of Dawn is..."

Blackbird Weiner said in his heart.

...

...

'This "God's Chosen Tower" is a spectacular building built by the June Apostle "Stonemason" himself. It is indeed very hard.'

Jilan squinted his eyes and felt the numbness and slight pain in his right leg.

'But even so, it still cannot escape the shackles of the laws of the world and cannot transcend the strength of the sixth level... and it is not the original object, but just a recorded image.'

Because of this, Jilan was confident that he could break down the door and overturn the so-called "climb the tower in three days" rules of the game.

Gilan was about to turn around and call out to Lilia to go up to the tower with him.

But in the next second, he frowned.

Because Lingzhi suddenly felt that something was falling rapidly from the top of the tower and approaching.

"Ms. Lilia, please hide nearby first. I'll go up and see what's going on."

Gillan said calmly without turning his head.

"Ah...Okay, okay."

Lilia replied quickly.

Gillan had already entered through the broken hole and stepped onto the dim spiral staircase.

The interior space of this tower is quite spacious, but the stairs are built against the wall, are less than two meters wide, and have no handrails.

There is a circular hollow area in the middle that leads directly to the top. If you are not careful, you will fall.

The tower was nearly 100 meters high, and ordinary people would be scared to death if they looked around halfway up. Especially since there were many unobstructed square windows as big as washbasins on the walls, the wind blowing in from outside was even more unsettling.

But Jilan ignored him, and with one step he was able to climb more than ten steps.

He said inwardly, his eyes stern.

Looking up, I saw a man wearing an exaggerated tall hat and a wide cloak that dragged on the ground. He was standing on the top of the steps, confronting Jilan across the hollow area.

Her face was frighteningly pale, as if covered with thick foundation, her expression always maintained a weird smile, and her mouth was painted red, like a stiff mask.

Gillan recognized the man at a glance.

The other party is the host of this killing game!
A high-ranking member of the Old Mystical Cult "Crescent Moon Society", and a disciple of the Crescent Moon who calls himself "Mr. Crescent Moon".

"Hey, you uninvited gentleman, you don't seem to be a participant in this game..."

The host laughed strangely.

"And—" His eyes gradually turned cold, filled with hatred and murderous intent. "You dared to force your way into the 'God's Chosen Tower'. You are disrespectful to our Lord! You are disrespectful to this game!"

“You, deserve to die!!”

Bang! ! !
The wall behind the host suddenly sank, cracks appeared in the bricks, and his entire body jumped out, attacking Jilan like a giant bird.

Gillan swung his cane.

A strong blood energy surges.

In an instant, the black cane turned into a knight's sword with mottled blood stains in the blood mist.

Clang! !

Jilan's sword slashed upwards, flashing silver light, and collided with the host's slender and sharp claws.

A sharp clanging sound was heard and sparks flew everywhere.

Clang, clang, clang, clang! !
In the blink of an eye, the two sides fought dozens of rounds on the stairs dozens of meters high.

The afterimage flickered and the strong wind dissipated.

"This person is not following the Path of the Fire Sword, but the Path of the Secret Ceremony..."

Jilan's face remained calm as he continued to swing his sword to fight back.

After the "Guide Tips" were activated, he saw some panel information of "Mr. Crescent Moon". The opponent's comprehensive combat ability was much stronger than that of an ordinary 5th-level Jiu Shi.

Especially spirituality!
This tall-hatted weirdo must have been blessed with the power of the "Moon Goddess" and possessed abilities different from those of the mysterious man.

Bang! !

The host slapped the knight's sword with one hand, hitting the spine of the sword, splashing out silver light.

"Spiritual fire." He said in a cold voice with a stiff and strange smile on his face.

Immediately, a hand reached out.

Black illusory flames burned on his entire arm, giving Jilan a great sense of danger.

'Difficulty adjustment - easy.'

Ji Lan secretly thought in his heart.

The power of the original "panel" is activated automatically.

At this moment, the host's movements seemed to slow down, and the scene fell into "bullet time", giving Gillan more time to think.

Ding!
On the host's gradually approaching claws, a bright yellow light appeared, and the other claw behind his back was covered with a red highlight, as if hiding a mystery.

"Finger Spirit Fire: The power of the old gods granted by the 'Secret of the Moon' is a terrifying flame that has been infinitely diluted and can effectively harm the soul."

"If you touch it, you will die if you are below level 4. Above level 4, it depends on the strength of the spirit. Generally speaking, level 5 will also be injured, and the soul will suffer irreversible and permanent damage."

"Moonlight in the Palm: The power of the old gods granted by the 'Secret Ceremony of the Moon'. Only the grantor can obtain it. It comes from a ray of sight in the eyes of the 'Moon God'. It is red and can instantly corrupt the target's body."

"If you are below level 4, you will die if you touch it. If you are above level 4, it depends on your physical strength..."

Ji Lan's eyes narrowed.

Through "difficulty adjustment", he obtained a lot of key information and almost saw through his opponent's moves instantly.

'One bright move and one dark move, both are extremely deadly.'

"If you don't know the truth and try to resist head-on, you will fall into a trap and be severely injured or even killed..."

Jilan had a flash of thought and gave up the decision to block with the knight's sword. Instead, he used his physical advantage to dodge.

call out--

The host reached out with his claws, but only hit a residual image.

The black fire on his hand radiated a strong magnetic field, which passed over Jilan and was blocked by his unusually strong mind.

A gust of wind rushed towards me.

However, Jilan did not feel the expected high temperature, on the contrary, it was extremely cold.

The black fire emitted extremely low temperatures.

"Edged?" Mr. Yueya narrowed his eyes, then flashed and caught up with Jilan.

Immediately, the claws behind his back suddenly stretched out.

A dazzling red light burst out from the palm of his hand, swinging like a whip, sweeping around.

hum! ! !
味味味味——

Jilan was well prepared. He twisted and bent his body in mid-air in a posture that violated the human body's structure, and barely avoided the red light.

The light swept across the inner wall of the tower, leaving a curved arc on the gray wall, the surface of which was covered with creeping traces of corrosion.

If the tower was not created by the Apostles and was not of a very high rank, this light would have cut the building in half!
"Hehe." The host's two carefully planned killer moves failed in succession, and his face gradually became gloomy.

He stepped on the step and broke it into pieces.

The whole person flashed straight to Jilan's side like a high-speed cannonball and swung his claws again.

"Die!" The host smiled grimly.

(End of this chapter)