Since I had enough rest, I had to work hard next. Under Luo Zhengdao's leadership, the expedition team kept repeating the boring copy brushing program of discovering new maps, opening the door, sweeping monsters, clearing the field, and resting. Knowing that this is the only way to find treasures, Luo Zhengdao was a little impatient and directly used a wave of ss to brush the magic equipment. Then everyone was so happy to go home, why did it become so verbose!

"The clue...whether the clue is?"

Treasure hunting is not about demolishing a house. Just drive the excavator and pushing it all the way down. The expedition team not only cannot do things simply and roughly, but also has to pay attention to the correctness of the methods. The tedious process of peeling off the threads seems to be purely torment to the person involved. If he knew that two powerful enemies had already arrived, he would probably be even more at ease.

A group of people shouted horns and pushed open the heavy stone gate of the palace, which was three stories high. Luo Zhengdao immediately felt a chill coming from the front, and his face changed drastically, and he said:

"...Stop, that's the breath of death!"

"Kala!Kala!Kala..."

It can make Luo Zhengdao feel the dangerous aura, of course it will not be caused by a cat or a dog. At this time, as the sound of hard objects rubbing together in the dark palace, people couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Countless blue ghost fires were emerging and flashing in the darkness. In the deeper darkness, the ocean of soul fires that could not be seen at the edge was simply despairing. Even if the palace is crowded with the lowest level of decay skeletons, a giant dragon could be killed by this amazing number of mountains and seas. The situation is urgent.

Before Luo Zhengdao could speak, a small leader shouted loudly:

"Grenadiers come forward! Fire. Gunners cover!"

"Boom boom boom boom..."

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Guns and explosions were heard everywhere, and such violent firepower output could not stop the momentum of the soul fire tide surging forward. Seeing this, Luo Zhengdao spoke helplessly:

"You guys back! I'll solve the problem."

I have never carefully explained the source and operating principle of his power to his subordinates. Of course, the subordinates who are obedient to the ministers will not be mindless enough to ask Luo Zhengdao what the details of this matter are. Anyway, there are some things that everyone knows. In the past, Luo Zhengdao always uses magic card power and stops when he clicks. It is just a matter of today's situation. Unless he is willing to give up this treasure hunt immediately, he will not be able to do his best. However, Luo Zhengdao did not forget that he felt uneasy in his heart before. It was a discomfort experience like a thorn on his back. He hesitated and decided to take action.

"After later, no matter who you are, remember my words. Being a pirate king is not a simple matter. Mortals can forget our names and never forget our great achievements."

He pulled up and was about to do a big fight. A voice suddenly rang in his ears. He turned around and looked around. It seemed that no one else responded. Luo Zhengdao muttered in surprise:

"Is this...the voice of the senior pirate king?"

Luo Zhengdao is sure that he has never heard of strange language. Of course he should not understand it, but a strange power can echo in his spiritual world through language. Such a terrible power is even beyond the self-protection ability of the magic card master, how could Luo Zhengdao not be disgusted?

"The Pirate King's achievements? What does that mean?"

Luo Zhengdao did not expect his confusion to be answered, but reality is often more bizarre than novels. The sound that seemed to be silent suddenly sounded again:

"As pirate kings, we have the responsibility to save the world."

"Ah! This goal is too ambitious, right? Is there any realistic one?"

I don't know if it was a real answer, or a coincidence, the voice continued:

"Those foolish mortals only see the first half of the Pirate King in the title. Yes, we are the kings of the sea, and we are the masters of the world of Masiange."

The full written name of the New World is a very difficult word. Usually, people rarely have to turn it out and study it. The term Masiange World is rarely used in life, unless it is taught in natural science. Just like in the old world, people rarely ask what the full name of this universe is. Except for those madmen and pyramid scheme organizations who like to speak nonsense and never stop, normal people will not have such strange oral habits of exaggerating nonsense when speaking. Translation of the meaning of the name Masiange into a common common term in the current era can basically be used in the context of oceans and navigation. If this is said, the background of this matter will be much more complicated.

"Sea World...Pirate King?"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I was trapped in a terrible mystery. Luo Zhengdao tentatively said in his consciousness:

"What's the use of telling me now?"

Maybe I felt that this rhetorical question was too stupid, or maybe the message from the senior Pirate King had exhausted his energy, and then there was only a dead silent silence facing Luo Zhengdao's doubts.

The dangers in the outside world will not delay the rhythm due to internal changes. Seeing that the imminent undead legion has been pressed over in person, His Majesty the King, who was supposed to be in charge of the overall situation, was there in a daze. If he hadn't known that he was not a coward, his anxious subordinates around him would despise him and were shocked. Even if they were not timid, the situation could not be tolerated now. A guard did not care about maintaining his etiquette to the king, and shook Luo Zhengdao's arms vigorously and shouted:

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty the King!"

Suddenly awakened from a trance, Luo Zhengdao immediately understood his situation and explained awkwardly:

"Well, I'm thinking about tactics."

"Please make a decision sooner, Your Majesty."

Luo Zhengdao calmed down and had just received some messages that ruined his views. It was a little difficult for him to digest. He still had to hurry up for the undead creatures that had already been killed in front of him. The other party could not tolerate him thinking about the profound philosophical propositions such as why this world exists.

"Werewolf changes!"

"Mirror clone!"

The serious Luo Zhengdao is very powerful. He can easily crush his opponents in the mortal circle. Although the summoned mirror image is only one-third of the combat power of the werewolf Luo Zhengdao, it cannot withstand enough numbers and can share senses. The group's combat power is comparable to that of high-level professionals. Considering the super magic resistance of the magic card master, physical attacks are more reliable than magic tricks to break these clones, and it can be called a mage killer. Most of the undead creatures are known for negative energy. Except for the specifications of terrifying knights and other mechanics, the rest are not much stronger than the Battle Five Slags. Although there are special types such as golden mummies and royal tomb guards that are good at magic and physical attacks, the number is too rare, and it can only be embellished in the front battlefield where thousands of troops confront each other.

"Don't think too much, only winners are qualified to be melancholy, and losers can only cry in the world of death."

This silence was not only an offensive order issued by Luo Zhengdao's opponents, but also a warning to himself not to be too ambitious. No matter how tempting the secrets hidden by the pirate kings were, they were all full of mirrors and moons when they could not pass the level in front of them. They only stared at the sky but not at their feet. They deserved to fall into the well and die!

"Summon-Skeleton War Elephant!"

"Woo--"

Luo Zhengdao, who transformed into a werewolf, used the skeleton battle elephant as the vanguard, and then brought dozens of mirror werewolf to bury his head into the army of undead creatures. The intensity of this life-and-death battle became white-hot from the beginning. At this time, his mind was blank, leaving all the space to the werewolf's combat instinct.

After nearly an hour of fierce battle, the battlefield finally settled. Luo Zhengdao stood and rested with his hands on his immortal scepter. At this moment, the ground of the palace was filled with bones several meters thick. If you look directly from the door, it would be like a white mountain shining with phosphorus fire rising from the ground.

"You are too powerful, Your Majesty King."

The praises from his subordinates made Luo Zhengdao unhappy, and it was indeed gratifying to win the battle. When they thought that the senior magic card masters were in the battle of the Huang Shen, the focus of the two sides was to compete for the control of the laws of the battlefield area and kill the enemy from the root level. On the other hand, he spent a lot of energy on research in this regard but never got the key points. Today, he could only show off his plump muscles like a brick-moving worker. At this time, everyone's sincere praise and cheers fell in Luo Zhengdao's ears, and he felt more like a spicy irony. This feeling was really uncomfortable!

After a big battle, he continued to move forward after rest. What appeared in front of him were still magnificent palaces one by one. God knew what it was originally intended. When Luo Zhengdao stopped at the door of the next palace, he stared at the scene inside and was stunned for a moment, and said to himself:

"Is this Void or Outerland?"

In the palace ahead, only the first half is the interior of the building that adventurers have become accustomed to. In the depths of the palace, there is a chaotic and disordered elemental tide spiraling and dying. In the previous second, it was still as hot as fire, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a cold hell, and in a moment it became a vast ocean. Not to mention whether the flesh and blood mortals can withstand such torture, even if the cat, which has always been known for its great life, will be killed in less than ten seconds.

Seeing this scene, Luo Zhengdao had some insights and turned his head to his subordinates and said:

"You guys are waiting here, don't go in with me."

"His Majesty the King, it's too dangerous inside, please think about it again."

"Hahaha, how can you get a lot of gold coins in return if there is no danger?"

This catchphrase that pirates often spoke to him in public. The werewolf Luo Zhengdao carried the immortal scepter and walked calmly towards the mysterious chaotic area ahead. He knew in his heart that what he was about to face would be an extremely harsh test.

After knowing, Luo Zhengdao realized that he was really trapped in this, and muttered:

"Oh, where exactly does this ghost place lead to? There is no road."

The predecessors dig pits and later jumped. The treasure burialist who had planned to use this semi-plane as a necessary condition for the divine turning point. When Luo Zhengdao took that step, his position was no longer the main material world. If you ask where the specific direction is, only God knows this.

Realizing that he had underestimated the danger coefficient, Luo Zhengdao was also a little numb. While muttering to himself, he suddenly saw an unusual place and said in surprise:

"Damn it, where is it? Well... there is light in front!"
Chapter completed!