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Chapter 430 Are you taunting, the kind that enters the hidden level

The traveling poet walked to the rose garden, and he first looked at the sculpture of a young girl lying peacefully with her eyes closed surrounded by flowers.

After carefully looking at it for a while, it was confirmed that this was indeed Qi Lisi's appearance.

For a while, the traveling poet was in a complicated mood again.

After all, in the memory of Knight Alex Green, the Knights of the Holy See attacked Prague Castle, and then heard that the Knights and the Witch died together.

Although the Holy See suffered heavy losses, the evil witch was finally wiped out, and Xida Puben was happy.

It was too late when the Green Knights arrived in Prague, and the thorn forest surrounding the castle also suffered a devastating blow in the battle. I heard that ghosts and wolves could be heard in the forest at night, so that the locals kept secret about it.

After that, the Green Knight tried to return to Prague Castle, but got lost while passing through the mutated dark forest...

In the end it was stupid.

The traveling poet is speechless about this death.

But if my memory is correct, facing the bombardment of the Holy See Knights, even the mighty Night Witch probably won't be able to escape unscathed.

And the Green Knight also remembered that there was no such thing in the high tower palace back then.

Therefore, I am afraid that whether it is the knight armor in the castle or this extremely realistic sculpture of a girl, they are all the result of that great battle.

"Hey, what did you find?"

Suddenly there was a voice of inquiry behind him, and then the archaeologist walked up to him.

The traveling poet withdrew his thoughts, and the metal flakes between his fingers flew out, cutting off the black rose flowers around the flowerbed from their rhizomes.

The roses fell to the ground and quickly turned into a pool of thick dark matter.

The archaeologist was a little disgusted: "It's disgusting."

"This place has been completely eroded, and the place it connects to should be the basement you entered last night," said the traveling poet.

Hearing this, the archaeologist's eyes flickered slightly.

Last night, Qi Lisi basically told her about the structure and operation of Prague Castle.

After the Knights of the Holy See crusade against the witch, Qi Lisi used her own strength and sacrificed the buried flesh and blood to weave a huge illusion that enveloped Prague Castle!

Today's Prague Castle seems real, but in fact it is like a dream.

It is attached to the power of the witch. Similarly, the witch has bound her power to Prague Castle. This is a bit like a soul contract, but it is not a contract with a living being.

In short, their strengths are intertwined.

In other words, destroying Prague Castle is equivalent to destroying the power of the witch!

The archaeologist stared at the rose on the girl's sculpture, a little ready to move.

If it weren't for the presence of the abyss, she might have taken the plunge.

Although thinking about it carefully, that bitch told her his weakness so easily and without caring, it seems like a trap...

When the archaeologist was at war between heaven and man, the traveling poet had already thrown two pieces of metal flakes, scattered around the rose garden, and harvested another black rose.

And after he finished this act, Armand Ray, who was hiding inside and recovering his strength, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and countless black vines suddenly rushed up from the flowerbed!
The archaeologist was startled, a handful of marbles appeared in his hand, and he threw them at the nearest vine without hesitation.

boom! boom! boom!
The sound of an explosion resounded among the rose bushes, and the entangled black vines were torn into pieces by the powerful impact, unable to pose the slightest threat to them, but this invincible scene made the archaeologists puzzled.

She obviously just launched a subconscious counterattack, and she didn't accumulate much strength.

Why do these abysses of darkness look so fragile now?
The traveling poet frowned slightly as he watched the red rose flickering fragilely under the impact of the explosion, but he didn't criticize anything.

"The housekeeper should be seriously injured right now, and we can just take this opportunity to eliminate him." The archaeologist said at this time, and after a little thought, she thought of the current situation.

"He should be hidden in one of the roses," said the traveling poet, scanning the flowerbed.

The rose bushes occupy the entire right side hall of the palace, covering a full [-] square meters. The ground was raised [-] centimeters to build a countertop, and vines and flowers intertwined with roses were entwined in it.

The roses here should have been red before, but after being polluted by the abyss, they are not only dark and ugly, but also exude an unpleasant rancid smell.

In this way, it further sets off the scarlet rose still standing in the center of the flower bush.

The archaeologist pointed at the rose excitedly and said, "Then let's cut it down! There must be something wrong with it being so special!"

The traveling poet didn't speak, just turned his head and stared at her quietly.

archaeologist:"……"

Traveling Poet: Stare——

Archaeologist: "...I was just joking, dig up all the flowers around first." It seems that this kid is really hopeless, and I hope to see you in the script space in the future, Candle.jpg.

But then, the traveling poet looked away from her and stared at her with an unclear expression: "No, maybe it's really useful."

"what??"

Before the archaeologist could react, he saw that the traveling poet had already thrown a piece of metal over there.

The red-gold prismatic slice cut across the air, cutting off the countless black vines rushing forward to try to block it, and headed straight for the red rose in the center with an unstoppable momentum!

The next moment, Armand Ray appeared next to Qiangwei, with the double-bladed dart in his hand in front of him.

"Zheng!"

The flakes of metal were bounced off by the sharp blades of the flywheel, circled in the air and then flew back, and a batch of black roses were harvested along the way.

The traveling poet caught his weapon with his fingertips and looked at the gloomy Armand Ray with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Armand Ray's whole body has been placed in the darkness, his body is like a three-dimensional triangle, except for the human-like head, the rest of the place is full of agitating thick darkness.

"Like a pillar with a face on it." The archaeologist held his chin thoughtfully.

"You really don't know how to live!" Armand Ray no longer had the elegant demeanor before, his face was twisted and twisted, and countless vines exploded out of the entire flower garden following his words!

"You have to say harsh words before each fight, but you end up with a crushing defeat in the end." The archaeologist said with disgust.

"..." The traveling poet suddenly looked at her.

After the two looked at each other for a while, the archaeologist seemed to understand his doubts, so he said solemnly: "He is already at the end of his battle at first glance, so you don't have to worry about swiping out of hidden levels when you taunt! "

After the words fell, both of them shot in an instant, the sharp piercing sound and the explosion smashed all the vines that hit the front!

However, at the next moment, Armand Ray in the middle of the flower garden suddenly roared, and his whole figure swelled to become a huge monster tens of meters in size!

The monster arched its back and exploded countless barbed tentacles, and the only human-like face was completely distorted, broken like a blooming chrysanthemum, densely covered with eyes.

What makes people's scalp tingle is not intensive phobia, but the monster's huge size reaching the ceiling of the palace. Humans standing in front of it are like newborn cubs facing a scourge.

The traveling poet looked at the person next to him.

archaeologist:"……"

Could it be that the plot of this script is that as long as the boss is ridiculed, he will enter the hidden level?
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ps:
The Qidian APP has exploded in the past two days, and the topics and comments cannot be displayed normally. There are records in the background on my side, but I can't see it.

Book friends can keep this fanart and book review first, and re-submit in the book friend circle after recovery. At that time, I will compare the records in the backstage and it will still be counted in the addition regulations.

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　There are three more chapters to be updated on the evening of the [-]th, and today's update is already full!The rest of the meeting will be postponed to tomorrow to add updates, in the order of submissions by book friends~
　　
　
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