The underground labyrinth of the Historical Archives has a total of five floors, and the whole is an oval building. There is a circular corridor on each floor, with student dormitories on both sides of the corridor. Due to the experience of battles and earthquakes, some places have been cut off by protruding rocks, making the entire area The internal deformation of the maze is very complex.

The screams that sounded from the bottom floor spread in the corridor, and the airtight environment allowed the sound to rush up to the third floor of the maze along the inner space with almost no damage.

The door of a room opened, and the dim light projected from the room revealed a figure. At this time, the rooms on both sides also opened at the same time, and someone walked out from inside and surrounded the middle.

"Lord Portlem, did you hear the sound just now?"

"I'm not deaf!" Portlem's eyes glowed blood red and he looked towards the dark corridor on the left. The sound came from that direction. There is a staircase over there... What's downstairs?

"Sir! Is it an undead? Or a human?"

"It's possible... If it were a human being, you would have to admire how fast Oulu College responded. It took less than a night to find this place. Felton, go and confirm."

The named Abyss mage saluted Portlem: "Yes, sir, the Abyss is with me!"

The Abyss Mage walked towards the direction of the sound and soon disappeared into the dark corridor.

Portlem said to the other abyss mages: "Go and count the undead we have captured. If you are a mage from Oulu Academy, let these undead clear up the miscellaneous soldiers for us first."

"Yes, my lord, the abyss is with me!"

After dispatching all his men, Portlem retreated to his room. He closed the door, and a lot of dust shook off the rotten wooden door. Portlem released a layer of light seal, which could collapse at any time. The wooden door has been magically solidified.

The room was very empty, and everything that was originally here had been moved out. On the wall, green will-o'-the-wisps were flowing along the gaps in the stone bricks. They looked extremely anxious, and there would be will-o'-the-wisps shooting out from time to time, but as soon as they left the wall, they were immediately destroyed by someone. A force that consumes and annihilates.

The will-o'-the-wisp was shot at a cage in the center of the room. Inside the cage was a naked woman. She was curled up and squatting in the middle of the cage, her long black hair spread on her white skin.

"Jenniferny..." Portlem walked to the cage and said to the woman in the cage: "You still can't recognize me? I am Professor Portlem of the Department of Occult Arts. You often ask me about Regarding the secret technique, you are one of the few talented and diligent students I have ever seen."

"Professor Portlem?" The woman raised her head slightly, looking at the person outside the cage with her gray eyes through her messy hair. The timbre of her voice was very stiff: "You are not Professor Portlem, you are the Apostle of the Abyss, you are Our enemies..."

Portlem explained patiently: "I have told you many times that my appearance has changed due to the power of the abyss, but I am indeed Portlem.

Jennifer, why are you here? Why are you sealed in this dark underground and among the undead? Did Oulu College abandon you? I am here to rescue you, follow me and join the Abyss Temple to embrace the abyss. Your ability is enough to fill the gap. Vacancy of the Seventh Apostle.”

Faced with Potlem's persuasion to surrender, Jenniferni lowered her head again.

"I am a dead person, so I should be with the undead. You can go, I don't need your rescue. My companions and I live here very happily."

"Your companions? Are they them?" Portlem looked at the surrounding walls. The will-o'-the-wisps were still swimming around, constantly trying to free Jennifer in the cage. Portlem waved his hand, and a large black flame burst out.

He threw himself at those green will-o'-the-wisps and swallowed them up in an instant. Portlem smiled and said: "They will all become my experimental materials, and you... are not a dead person, at least not a real dead person."

"Why do you say that? I am an undead, and the undead accept me."

At this time, some green will-o'-the-wisps appeared sporadically on the wall.

"They still don't give up! That's right... they were all your classmates when they were alive, and many of them are still pursuing you crazily. Even after they die, their remaining consciousnesses become undead and want to protect you." Portrait

Mu said with emotion: "Jianfuni, as a genius who can join the Oulu Battle Mage based on his strength before graduation, you should know that the undead will never have the memory of life. I don't know what kind of creature you are now,

But definitely not undead.

Jennifer, Victor and I both admire you very much."

Jenniferni said calmly: "Maybe you are right. I am not an undead, but I am definitely not a living being. I clearly remember that my heart was taken away by Professor Victor... When I woke up, it was here

The underground is surrounded by a group of undead.

I am trapped in this space with them, unable to leave, and I don't want to leave. I am a living dead, and the living beings will not accept me, and I will not join the Temple of the Abyss.

Go ahead and don't disturb the peace here."

"It seems that I can't convince you. Then... let's hand you over to Victor..."

At this time, there was a loud noise, and the entire underground maze shook. The dust shook off, and even stones fell from above. Some will-o'-the-wisps tried to take the opportunity to rescue Jennifer, but they were swallowed as soon as they left the wall.

"My companions told me that someone has come in. They are here to find you..."

Portlem patted the dust on his clothes and said confidently to Jennifer: "Yes, someone came in and they killed Felton. I saw them, Elf Clear Sky was in the middle, she gave me

Brought the Book of Disaster."

After hearing the Book of Disaster, Jennifer looked up again and looked at Portlem. She reached out to grab the bars of the cage, but her hand was bounced back by the repulsive force.

She stared at Portlem with gray eyes, filled with murderous intent.

…

Qingkong led her team to search all the way from the bottom floor of the maze, carefully checking every passing room. From the first to the second floor, nothing was found, and not even an undead was encountered.

This is abnormal!

Although not every room in the game is inhabited by undead, the frequency of these things appearing is still very high.

How come this time when I came in for real, no one was there?

It’s not like I didn’t meet anyone at all, there was one who followed me all the time.

The kestrel has always sensed its presence. It will move away when the search team goes away, and hide when the search team stops. It neither attacks nor leaves. I don’t know what this thing wants to do.

Qingkong suddenly turned around several times to pursue it, but it cleverly used the terrain to escape.

A cunning and slippery guy.

Simply ignore it and follow it if you want. Anyway, it can't get close to the kestrel's perception.

After searching most of the area on the second floor, the sandpaper leading the way heard: "There is someone nearby... It's a person! Not something else!"

When the boiling searchlight was projected over, a figure quickly flashed behind the corner not far ahead.

After finding the person, Sandpaper immediately rushed forward to pursue him, and Boiling also ran after him. Qingkong led Bruce Ban and Kestrel in hot pursuit, and they all stopped suddenly when they crossed the corner.

Sandpaper and boiling are gone!

There was a dark corridor in front of him, and no light cast by boiling could be seen. Bruce Ban cast a lighting magic forward, and there was nothing in the empty corridor.

"Yes, space transfer technique."

Qingkong opened the Eye of Frost, confirmed that what was in front of him was not an illusion, and made a judgment. Secret techniques should have been arranged here in advance. The opponent lured sandpaper to pursue them, and then used the words of secret techniques to transfer the sandpaper and boiling to other places through space.

At this time, the kestrel looked up: "Miss Qingkong, the sandpaper is on top, I can sense her... on the fourth floor!"

Qingkong quickly recalled the map of "Underground Labyrinth of Historical Archives" and found the nearest accessible stairs: "Follow me, don't get separated."

Qingkong led the team to support Sandpaper, but Sandpaper did not know that he had been hit by the space transfer spell and continued to pursue the "fleeing figure" in front of him.

The sandpaper flying in the air was very fast, and it quickly approached the person in front of it in the long straight corridor. I saw it clearly... wearing the robe of an abyss mage, he was the person he was looking for.

After confirming that he was an enemy, Sandpaper threw out the large wrench in his hand and hit the man in front of him on the back. At that moment, a black figure jumped out of a room next to Sandpaper.

Sandpaper dodged slightly, and the stretched out mental power controlled the wrench to spin in an arc in the air. Boiling caught up from behind, waving the sword in his hand and cutting the black shadow into two pieces.

The Abyss Mage who was escaping in front suddenly stopped, his hands stretched back at a very weird angle, and a magic shield spread out in his hands, just blocking the large wrench that came towards him. Then he turned his head 180 degrees,

Facing the sandpaper, he showed a ferocious smile: "Little girl, you don't know that you are alone."

The sandpaper moved the perception back... As expected, the kestrel was not behind him, but diagonally below him some distance away.

However, Sandpaper did not show a scared expression because he was alone. Instead, he smiled and said to the Abyss Mage: "Aren't you also alone?"

The large wrench spun in the air and flew back into the sandpaper's hand. She opened the tool bag, and the wrenches, screws, pliers, hammers... all flew out. There were more than twenty pieces of various models. These tools were floating on the sandpaper.

All around, the Abyss Mage pointed forward.

The black shadow that had just been cut into two pieces by boiling returned to the ground at the feet of the Abyss Mage, and then condensed into a black human form behind the Abyss Mage, like a materialized shadow.

At the same time, there was a hissing sound in the rooms on both sides of the corridor, and some dry hands stretched out from the door. They scratched the door frame, as if they wanted to come out but were pulled by some force.

The abyss mage holds several mysterious props between his fingers and uses his fingerprints to form secret words.

Secret language: Sacrificing life to feed the spirit.

Several mysterious props disappeared in the flash. The restriction was opened, and all the undead sealed in the room rushed out. They ignored the Abyss Mage and rushed towards the sandpaper and boiling water.

Sandpaper stared at the Abyss Mage, and said to Boiling behind him: "Leave the Abyss Mage to me, and leave the rest to you. Good job, my sister specially prepared a bottle of engine oil for you to drink."

Boiling banged his swords in response, and then killed the undead that rushed in. When the heavy sword passed by, the undead turned into broken limbs; the muzzle on his shoulder spurted out flames in a short and precise manner, and the sword was enough to

The undead souls that cannot be touched are burned with fire attacks.

As the main force of the original Crazy Boiling bounty hunter group, the mechanical creature Boiling was rated as a five-star character. Although most of his strength lies in the powerful cannon, he is extremely fierce in close combat. Even if

The environment here limits the performance of Boiling, but Boiling can still deal with these undead that are not too strong.

It's just that the undead here are a little different from the normal undead. They cannot be killed completely. Even if they are cut off or scorched, they can still be reorganized in a short time. The fearless undead continue to rush upward, and when boiling, they will kill...

Sandpaper faced off against the Abyss Mage under the cover of boiling. She floated forward and her tools rotated around her at high speed, sweeping away the approaching undead.

At this point, the Abyss Mage finally realized that he had misjudged the little girl's strength. However, he still confidently stayed to fight. He shot fireballs at the sandpaper with both hands, and the black shadow behind him flashed out and quickly approached the sandpaper against the wall.

The searchlight on Boiling's shoulder swayed during the battle, and the black shadow sneaked confidently in the mixed light. He reached the side of the sandpaper, and when the girl flew forward, he suddenly sprang out from behind her. A shadow condensed into

A long black sword took shape in the shadow's hand, and the tip of the sword was aimed at the back of the sandpaper and stabbed at it.

At this time, Sandpaper didn't seem to notice the approaching threat. Several energy balls flew out from the tips of her hair, intercepting the incoming fireballs in the air, and she continued to fly forward.

And just when the black sword was about to hit the sandpaper, the sandpaper suddenly moved sideways to avoid the fatal blow.

"Hehehe... You want to sneak attack me!" Sandpaper smiled and faced the shadow: "You really think I don't know that the one in front is just a corpse, and you are the real Abyss Mage."

The black shadow piercing the air with a sword did not expect that his little trick would have been seen through long ago. He wanted to escape into the shadows, but was illuminated by the boiling searchlight. He could not escape under the light. Under the light, he could not use the shadows to transform his body.

He was pierced by flying screws and hit hard by wrenches and hammers.

When he was knocked unconscious from the beating, Heiying felt an iron box being stuffed into his arms.

What is this?

Before Black Shadow had a second thought, the iron box exploded in his hand.

The fire raged with shock waves, and the huge explosion shook the entire underground space violently. At the center of the explosion, large rocks fell, and all the nearby undead were torn to pieces.

The Abyss Mage was even blown up and disappeared without a trace.

"Boiling, is the bomb I made too powerful?" The sound of sandpaper came out.

The boilingly turned on searchlight illuminated the space again. He stood up and made way for the sandpaper protecting him.
Chapter completed!