Dark Age

Chapter 177 The Ice Trap
In winter, at the beginning of the new year, the days go by too quickly, how desolate, the sighs of previous years are all in vain.

Tianfa's murderous intent is looming.

The snow fell and infiltrated the land little by little. Perhaps from this heavy snowfall, the invasion of the abyss really kicked off.

Zhang You is nearly 50 years old, except for a trace of white hair on the sideburns, in other respects, he is similar to a man in his thirties.

At this moment, his eyes are very sharp.

The wind and snow piled up his cloak, Zhang You came to an abandoned ramen restaurant, looked around vigilantly, and then cast an arcane shield on himself.

With a creak, the characteristic wooden door was pushed open, and a gust of warm air came from inside, which melted the ice and snow on the tip of his nose a little.

Inside the room, the area was quite large. After all the tables and chairs were emptied, there were ten people sitting together. They were of different ages. The oldest one was nearly 60 years old, while the youngest one was only in his teens.

It's hard to imagine how such a group of people could gather together.

But they have one thing in common, that is, the aura emanating from their bodies is very similar.

This breath is very cold, with a bit of gloom that does not belong to a demon hunter.

That is the abyss!

As long as one stays in the abyss for a long time, one's body will inevitably be contaminated with a special aura.

Ten people, all human.

Zhang You is a little wary, because these are followers of the Hunger Lord, developed from humans on earth.

All of them are skinny and their eyes are tired, but there are a few middle-aged people, but their eyes are gradually brightening.

This is for more senior believers.

Believers have nothing to do with the length of time, but their enthusiasm for the gods. The more fanatic they are, the stronger their beliefs will be, and the less likely they will be shaken, and the greater the power of faith they provide.

This kind of believer is the favorite of all living beings.

Of course, to a large extent, most of the creatures are shallow beliefs, or pan-beliefs.

Zhang You's magic staff has been tightly held in his hand, because he knows that the person he is facing now has completely betrayed the human camp.

Buzz!
Circles of invisible energy spread out from among them and merged into the air. The temperature seemed to drop a few degrees lower.

After a while, they seemed to have completed some kind of ceremony. One of them stood up. It was a middle-aged man with a thin body and a haggard face. He walked as if a bamboo pole was moving, which made people worry about the next step. In seconds, he will be broken by a gust of wind.

"General Zhang, it seems that our cooperation is very pleasant. We use the power of hunger to spread the belief of our lord, and you can make Qiantang City fall into crisis again. When the time is right, we will touch the crisis with your order. Then your prestige in Qiantang City will be even greater."

The middle-aged man giggled, a little sinister, but Zhang You didn't relax at all.

The middle-aged man in front of him looked weak, but his strength was at least equal to his.

"I hope what you said is not wrong." Zhang You snorted.

"Don't worry, the magic pattern medal cannot have the monitoring function, otherwise the whole heaven would have been messed up long ago. As for the magic pattern monument, the difficulty of the trial task of the city lord has been set. You just need to show that you have lifted this If there is a crisis, then you can win the favor of the magic pattern tablet."

"At that time, the difficulty of the next two trial tasks will naturally decrease." The middle-aged man smiled with two rows of yellow teeth.

Believers of the Lord of Hunger, even on Earth, can obtain much more news than demon hunters on Earth.

What's more, the abyss and the heavens are originally hostile, and the abyss has been studying the heavens for many years.

Zhang You frowned, his eyes paused slightly: "Can you reduce some hungry plants and heavy snow, if this continues, we will need to sacrifice at least 10,000+ people this time."

"Heck, General, there is no gain without sacrifice. You need prestige, you need to be a city lord, and we also need to spread beliefs. The death of 10,000+ people can at least spread our beliefs widely, even if it is just pan-belief. It is also good for my lord."

Obviously, the middle-aged man has no intention of stopping.

Seeking business with these fanatical believers is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger.

The creatures in the abyss have some understanding of the gods, so most of them believe in it when they need it, unlike humans on earth, once they believe in it, they are like demons and crazy.

……

The heavy snow is chilling people, but some people's behavior is chilling.

Ye Mo lurks in the shadows. Because of the dark clouds on the earth, it is more suitable to use shadow stealth than in the abyss.

"This heavy snow was actually driven by Zhang You and the followers of the Hunger Lord at the same time."

He frowned, thinking of countermeasures, obviously going out now is not their opponent.

Zhang You's attempt to reduce the difficulty of the city lord's trial task is consistent with Ye Mo's idea.

Ye Mo never felt that he was a good person. If there is a camp to choose from, he must belong to the evil camp.

But even he would not specifically launch a disaster in order to reduce the difficulty of the trial mission.

With a creak, several believers of the Hunger Lord pushed the door out. On such a day, there are many people who are starving and freezing, so it is most suitable for spreading faith.

One of the younger boys, with a longbow on his back, suddenly subconsciously looked in Ye Mo's direction.

Ye Mo's heart skipped a beat, because this person is an archer, and at such a close range, it is easy to spot the thief's shadow sneaking through eagle eyes.

"No, there are thieves in ambush!"

He shouted, and at the same time quickly took off the bow and arrow behind him, and three arrows came through the air.

Ye Mo exited the state of shadow stealth, his toes were pointing on the snow, not retreating, but moving forward.

The archer is at most level 10, and he is a young boy, so he doesn't have much combat experience.

Ye Mo's speed is too fast, with the Seven Star Step, almost at the same time when the opponent shoots an arrow, he has already rushed over, with a palm, a dagger appeared impressively.

— Double click!
— Bash!
He didn't hesitate at all, killing the opponent's long-range power was the best choice, otherwise he didn't think he could escape.

The dagger slashed across the opponent's neck, and a bloodstain appeared from the archer's main artery. The next moment, the blood was like a fountain, and it couldn't stop at all.

The other party has no doctor, so this is a good opportunity.

There were three people who came out with the boys, and a few others were in the back room.

Ye Mo turned around - a gorgeous turn, dodging a swordsman's sword light.

The sword light fell on the snow, the thick snow layer was completely split, and the snow water splashed.

Boom!
With a whip kick, it hit the opponent's body fiercely. The powerful force directly broke through the opponent's body defense, and then shocked his body.

Ye Mo didn't retreat, his body was entwined, because the battle between the two was so close that it was difficult for the mage beside him to cast spells.

boom!
With a hard knee, the opponent was hit in the lower abdomen.

Ye Mo's strength is so powerful, he is about to become a blacksmith (taste), in terms of pure strength, he is definitely as powerful as a level 15 swordsman.

click!
He stabbed directly into the opponent's thigh with a knife, and then pulled it up fiercely.

The blade followed the thigh root, all the way up, bursting out endless blood.

"kill!"

He was jealous, although his breath was turbulent, but his heart was extremely peaceful.

Ye Mo was hit by an arcane missile in the back, and it exploded immediately, bloody and bloody, but it was not a fatal injury.

"No!" The mage took a step back in fright.

"Throat cut!"

With a flash of knife light, the arcane shield exploded, and a palm-sized cross-shaped wound appeared on the mage's throat.

"Fatal wound, the opponent died instantly! Weak point attack succeeded!"

In the process of using this skill, Ye Mo's attack power and speed will explode instantly. If the skill hits the opponent's throat, to a large extent, it will cause additional tearing damage.

There was a little commotion in the back room, but it only took a few seconds for Ye Mo to fight from the beginning to the end. His skills are too fast, especially in the abyss with the skeleton clone, and now he is more and more proficient.

"Ice Trap!"

Suddenly, just as Ye Mo was about to escape into the shadow space, layers of thin blue ice appeared on the ground.

(End of this chapter)