What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

"What? Have a fight?"

Duomi analyzed the two adulterers and adulterers, then looked at the blood bars on their heads, and sneered in his heart. I am afraid these two guys are more than one and a half times weaker than the priest. He is [-]% sure that they will They pressed the hammer on the ground.

"That's enough Kyle! Didn't you see that there are so many people in the Death Omen team, does he have the right? Take you and your girlfriend away quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Snow Leopard people...oh no, I'm going to call him Snow Leopard Brother now. He's so domineering. He has the words "separate public and private affairs" written directly on his face.

Faced with the snow leopard brother and the omen of death, the Yu clan man really no longer wanted to mess around, so he hugged his girlfriend and left angrily, his face so gloomy that it could make him cry.

After watching them leave, Duomi thanked Brother Snow Leopard, but he waved his fleshy paws:

"It's nothing, I just don't want him to destroy the fairness and stability here. Well, it's your turn this time, but I also have to supervise you to abide by the rules. You can only take one shot, and the number of kills counts. I didn't succeed. You have to let them come over.”

"Just like the priest and the white chicken just now, right?"

After the priest made a sneak attack, Domi saw the two of them with his extraordinary eyesight. Otherwise, how could he say that the priest spoke straightforwardly.

White chicken?

Hearing this title, Brother Snow Leopard seemed a little bit unable to help laughing, but he immediately regained his serious look:

"Yes, there is a supervisor every time. Just like the two of them, other people who are free will take turns supervising in the future."

After knowing the rules, Domi once again focused on the group of adventurers who were fleeing for their lives.

"Kill them all at once, right...I understand."

It is not difficult for Duomi to kill these people who are running for their lives, even if there is only one chance.

Of course, there is no psychological burden at all. In this ruins, the weak should become the reward of the strong. It is just the jungle of the jungle. If you want to blame it, just blame yourself for not being strong enough.

He took off the long bow from his back and used the soul-devouring energy to condense three large arrows.

Seeing this strange arrow, Brother Snow Leopard's pupils trembled, but he didn't care. It was Duomi's method and he had no right to interfere.

It's just that shooting three arrows at once is a way to win based on range coverage.

Duomi easily pulled the relatively large bow into a full moon shape, aimed at the group of adventurers, and shot out three arrows, lighting up the past and shaking the present!Like three dark blue comets shooting out from the arch on the second floor.

But just in the middle, several feathers flew from the other side, seeming to hinder Duomi's hunting.

"Brother..."

"Don't call me bro, I have a name, Justin Blizzard."

"Justin, does interference count?"

Those feathers that popped out midway were obviously the work of those two guys!

"There's nothing we can do about it. It's allowed. It's better to say that we didn't think of it at the time."

"It doesn't matter, the result won't change anyway."

After meeting the soul-devouring arrows, the sharp feathers turned into dark blue ashes like keratin being scorched by fire. Although the two arrows on the left and right were deflected from the track, they failed to affect the middle one.

It is still flying according to the established orbit.

At this time, even Justin looked at Domi with a little surprise.

Could it be that... he expected Kyle to interfere?That's why we specifically used three arrows?

This child's character is so terrifying.

"hateful!"

In the sky, a single blow failed, and Kyle was furious. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and the more he thought about it.

So he immediately took his girlfriend to fly high into the sky. He wanted to vent his anger while working.

The remaining soul-devouring arrow carried a slight electric arc and was inserted into the sand among the group of people in the blink of an eye.

"It seems you missed the shot." Justin felt that he had overestimated Domi.

"No," Duomi shook his head: "Let the arrow fly for a while."

The soul-eating energy contained in the arrow quickly lost control, expanded, and finally exploded violently under Duomi's control!

Boom!

Dark blue mushroom clouds soared into the sky.

It was also the first time that Duomi saw a person who was directly eroded to death by the soul-devouring energy.

The magic lines on their bodies were destroyed in an instant, and countless ash erupted from their bodies, as sad and beautiful as blooming flowers, and finally lost their lives in screams.

Is it too cruel to die like this?

No, that can already be classified as art!

Justin's eyes widened as well. This was the first time he saw such a method. It was an eye-opener!

Eight points were added to the head, and the number immediately changed from 2 to 3.

"Congratulations." Justin congratulated.

"If you kill, you will kill. There is no need to celebrate."

Justin was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "You are quite interesting."

"The last one said this and was so angry that he flew up to the sky and the clouds shook. Tsk, it's really polluting the environment."

"Haha!" Justin smiled heartily: "It's really interesting. Okay, if you meet Harlan, that lonely forest elf druid, just tell him that it's his turn."

"If I encounter it, I will definitely convey it to you."

"Oh, by the way, Justin." Just as he turned around, Duomi suddenly remembered his original intention and asked, "Do you know where there are murals and the like? Just like the ones in the main hall on the first floor."

He thought for a moment, then pointed a fuzzy flesh finger at the dome above their heads.

Duomi looked up and saw that there was a huge mural carved on the inside of the dome.

What kind of precious content requires such a large space to describe it?

Duomi cast a wind pillar under his feet and lifted himself up.

As the field of vision slowly rose, the mural continued to enlarge in his eyes, and Duomi's pupils also enlarged. It seemed that something shocking was shocking his cognitive outlook...

Chapter 138 Chapter 137 Ancient Secrets

The composition of the murals inside the dome develops one by one from the edge to the center of the circle.

Around the edge, the painters at that time used extremely fine brushstrokes and extremely bright colors to depict a huge army. They held their own weapons and pointed the sharpest points towards the center of the circle.

A man with a crown on his head is also among them, holding a gorgeous sword, the blade of which also points to the center of the circle.

Further inside, it begins to become abstract, and the artistic atmosphere is extremely strong.

It seemed like two women wearing different clothes were stretched into a snake-like long and winding shape, connected end to end.

One person is wearing a wreath made of green olive branches, a long white silk dress, her long golden hair is delicately tied up, and countless doves gather around her.

One person was wearing a knitted robe as white as snow, with bare feet, and a large, pointed, wide-brimmed hat that only witches would wear, with only half of their face exposed.

No matter who you are, there are countless pigeons flying and circling around you.

There seems to be no difference in appearance between the two of them. They should be the same person. That's why they are here in different shapes and pose in such strange poses.

Looking further inside, Duomi gradually couldn't understand.

The area around and including the center of the circle is painted with completely incongruous colors such as black, purple, white, and gold.

Like the universe, like some kind of Cthulhu-like evil, or something as divine as an angel?

I don’t know why, but I don’t know how powerful it is.

Looking at the overall situation, Duomi felt that the army and the Sun King seemed to be going to war with some very mysterious existence. There was a feeling that the wind was rustling and the water was cold, and the soldiers were gone and would never return.

There were too many things here that he couldn't understand, and what was the connection between this huge mural and the mural below?

There is some connection, but there is no clue at all.

Duomi wished that a manual would appear in front of him right now and explain everything clearly to him.

In this situation, it was like a bunch of kittens were tickling him, his heart was itching extremely, and his whole body seemed to be crawling with ants.

But it's useless no matter how anxious you are, there is only so much information left in the palace, but if you put it in the hands of a novelist, you can probably compile a thrilling and magnificent epic of love and hate on the spot.

Duomi slowly descended.

"Is there anything gained?" Justin Blizzard asked curiously.

Regarding the name of this snow leopard brother, the first part is his first name, and the second part is the name of their tribe. Together they are the sexual name of a tribe member.

In the orc tribe, the tribe is generally regarded as a whole, and the concept of family has been weakened a lot.

Population is a flaw, so this method is appropriate.

Duomi shook his head in disappointment: "This mural really shocked me, but I couldn't read any more useful information from it."

"Don't be discouraged, I was confused when I saw them," Justin comforted.

"The collapse of the Xisha Empire and the death of the most powerful Sun King are a mystery. We can see the relevant ruins here, and the information we get can be exchanged for a lot of money when given to the outside world."

Duomi looked at Justin in surprise. He didn't expect that this fierce-looking snow leopard man could actually comfort people, so he accepted his kindness and thanked him: "You are quite a nice person."

"you flatter me."

Just as the two were cultivating their relationship, Afu ran in a hurry from the other side of the corridor, seemingly looking for someone. When she saw Duomi, she ran over as if she had seen a life-saving straw.

"What's wrong? Are you in such a panic?"

Afu put her hands on her knees and gasped for air. After a while, she suddenly raised her head:

"No, cheerleader, shill... shill, he... seems to have gone crazy!"

"Clam?!"

"Death Omen, let's just say goodbye. It seems you have some important things to deal with."

It was probably a private matter within the opposing team, and Justin had no intention of joining in the fun.

"Okay, let's talk about it next time when we have time."

Then Domi followed Afu into the space inside the corridor on the second floor. It was a cylindrical room. The height of the room did not extend upward much. It was almost half of the second floor. The top was carved from gold, like It stands as sharply as a crown.