The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

When I asked'Why Seghart is called the Lord of Light', the Red Winged Dragon missed it very much: "When you have seen a laser that is thousands of meters long, you will understand the horror of'light'. "

"I think...I already understand." The corners of my eyes twitched, and I was a little panicked: "How big is the hall where the Lord of Light is?"

The Red Winged Dragon raised his head: "It's about the same size as this hall."

"In other words..."

The Red Winged Dragon seemed to read my thoughts: "Yes, his laser can reach the end of the hall, if you happen to stand on the same line as the laser... I can't tell you exactly what the end is. After all You are a human being that my lord knows well. Too **** and cruel scenes will scare your fragile heart and fragile reason."

"...No, thank you, you have expressed it very clearly, I probably know what will happen after the hit."

"Then let's get back to the subject." A pair of red winged dragons turned to me and slowly said: "With the two weapons in your hand, it will take a few days to kill my current body?"

"To be honest, I don't know either." Anxiously, he glanced at Odachi, and then at Xilan's demon sword: "If you use this short, it may take longer."

"Really?" Red Winged Dragon sighed: "Then use that Nagata sword and do everything possible to kill me. Remember, it must be fast, and it is best to finish before my physical strength is restored. You and I are good."

"Understand" I lifted the Odachi sword high up: "I can go to the next level, and your soul will return to the dragon clan territory sooner, and the death of exhaustion is relatively conscientious."

"Just understand." Red Pterodactyl said with eyes: "Come on, slash at the neck. Although the dragon scales on the neck may be stronger than the dragon scales on other parts of the body, the neck is thin!"

"Received, drink!"

I yelled and cut at my turn.

There was a crisp sound, and the huge counter shock almost shook the knife out of my hand.

"Although you have the thought of a strong man, your power is still the same as a maggot." The Red Winged Dragon sighed deeply, a little sad: "If this continues, how long will it take for me to return to my hometown, and my lord Accompanied?"

I sneered, and for the first time felt embarrassed because I was too weak.

The moment I picked up the Odachi, Odachi’s voice sounded in my mind: "Compared with the strength of the dragon scales and the strength of your attack, you have to cut for two consecutive days and nights to break its defense. Days and nights, brat, I am annoyed if you are not tired. Forget it, just take it for you. As long as you lift it up normally, leave the rest to me."

Although I don't quite understand the meaning of the Odachi sword, since it has expressed its position, I am embarrassed to refuse, so I raised the sword and placed it in the shape of the second sword.

At the moment when the blade was parallel to the straight arms, a huge heavy feeling came from the blade.

The weight is exaggerated. In front of it, the strength of my arms seems to be like an ant facing Mount Tai, letting it fall freely.

With a soft sound, the red pterosaur's head separated from its body.

The blade continued to fall, and soon fell into the floor tiles for more than half a meter before finally stopping.

I pulled the Odachi sword from the floor with great effort, and looked at the blade, except that it was stained with dust, without any scratches.

"This is my true weight" Data said, "I can even split this sky city in half, but only if you have enough strength to match."

"I'm so weak, so sorry."

"You don't need to apologize, as long as you, a stinky boy, can become stronger every day, the old man will be very pleased," Dadachi said with an old temper.

"You're still pretty good." The red pterodactyl's head blinked. Although it lay on the floor with blood and its head and its body were separated, its eyes were still bright and full of life: "It makes me very happy. Surprised, you, a human being, can even possess that level of power."

"Uh, that...ha, what you said is absolutely correct, that is the strength that I have hidden for a long time!" I bared my teeth and showed a smug smile.

"I don't lie in drafts, I have the demeanor of the former owner of the sword when he was young!" Dadachi said half praise and half irony.

I automatically filter out the irony.

"You're right" Red Winged Dragon laughed: "Whether it is the weapon's own attributes or whatever, it belongs to the user's own strength."

"Then here, allow me to congratulate you." Red Winged Dragon's expression instantly became arrogant: "Congratulations, mankind, you have defeated the Flame Dragon's Breath Salen and successfully passed the test of the lower Amon. I hope you can continue to work harder. , Don’t disappoint my lord’s expectations."

After all, its eyes began to trance, which was a sign that the soul was about to leave the body.

When I saw this, I hurriedly asked: "Excuse me, Sir Flame Dragon Breath Salen, can you give this body of yours to me? I really want to make a real dragon scale coat for my fiancée."

Before he died, the Red Winged Dragon gave me a blank eye.

"You are already dead, besides, this body is just one of your many bodies. Even if you give it to me, there is no loss, right?" I muttered as I tied the Red Pterodactyl's body with a rope. Get up, tie a slip knot, and put the red pterodactyl's head in his pocket.

After finishing all this, while dragging the remaining pterosaur corpses that were not roasted into charcoal, I hummed a little song and walked towards the portal at the end of the hall, hidden under the stone platform.

Peel off the stone wall and step into the portal.

As soon as I stepped into the next floor, I was stunned by the sight before me.

In the hall, more than a dozen humanoid creatures were sitting on a flying disc made of mud and stone, floating in the air.

Within a few seconds after I came in, they all turned their heads slowly, their bare left eyes stared at me roundly, their eyes all fixed on my body, like sharp rays of light, stabbed. I feel sick all over.

"Well, cough" I cleared my throat and said with a slight embarrassment: "Well, I didn't mean to disturb you, please don't forgive me, you continue to be busy with you, just treat me as air."

While talking, I dragged a large pile of pterosaur corpses to the corner.

Humanoid creatures won't listen to me, they are magical beings created by the Tyrannosaurus King Bakar to destroy the Celestial people who invaded here.

Right now, although the Celestial people no longer exist, they will continue to attack the humans who invaded here before receiving the termination order from the Tyrannosaurus King Bakar.

Ever since, this group of humanoid creatures moved in unison and floated towards me neatly.

Their eyes are very single, they don't have too much emotion, and they don't need too much emotion. They only need to do one thing well-that is to eliminate all intruders and keep the city of the sky calm.

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