Time stops for the brave, evil paths quickly pass

Chapter 84 Lord of the Underground Palace
Misty mountain stream, underground palace.

deepest.

Mu stood in the extremely spacious hall, raised his head, and looked at what was in front of him.

The long silver hair is spread around the back of the head and tied up casually. The simple linen robe on his body could not hide his domineering aura. Mu's face was serious and his expression was cold.

He raised his hand and touched the scars on his face——

A slash ran across the bridge of the nose and hurt both eyes just one centimeter higher.

Twenty years ago, the third heir to the Zeon Empire ordered the royal guards to leave this shameful wound on his face.

The imperial guard is good at cursing.

Under his curse, this wound would never heal. The pain Mu suffered was still secondary. What was more hurtful was the strange looks from others.

At that time, Mu was unable to heal this injury.

No one is willing to take action to treat him. Everyone has to consider the consequences. The power of the third heir to the Zeon Kingdom is... very big.

to today.

Mu is a strong man of level 9, and he fell from level 10 due to injury.

He is fully capable of healing the injuries on his face, but how to say...

It should be hatred.

He chose to leave this wound across the bridge of his nose because he wanted to prove something.

Things before your eyes.

The magic circle is guarding the palace, and at the end of the hall, the "cocoon" that is like a dazzling crystal carries everything.

As long as the "thing inside" opens its eyes again, the Zeon Empire can be destroyed!

"Master Mu, something is wrong..."

An old man wearing the robe of the Qian cultivator walked over quickly.

Just looking at his back, the old man felt like he couldn't breathe. This man named "Mu"...

Terrible.

Mu turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

The old man lowered his head: "The mist in the mountain stream has been exhausted. The 'Mist Spirit Kai' that was supposed to stop the group of adventurers seemed to have been killed too many times in an instant, exceeding the limit of rebirth, and the 'Mother Core' has been broken." "

This is impossible!

Mu turned around completely, frowned, and asked, "Is there no one watching the mother core?"

"……some."

"If it is there, how can it be broken? Wouldn't it be good to cut off the connection between the mother core and Wuling Kai and cut off its ability to regenerate?"

Wu Ling Gai relies on the mist that permeates the mountain stream to be reborn.

The ability to regenerate is given by the "mother core".

Just like boiling water in an electric kettle, if the water in the kettle boils dry, cut off the power immediately so that the resistance wire will not burn out; but if you delay pulling out the plug and allow the kettle to continue working, it will naturally be scrapped.

The old man was a little nervous and explained: "This is what I can't understand... We put thirty fog spirit Kai in the mountain stream. Even if they are annihilated and reborn at the same time, the fog will be enough.

"According to my calculations, the Mist Spirit Kai must be annihilated more than a hundred times at the same time before the fog in the mountain stream is exhausted and the mother core is shattered.

"This should have been impossible, but now it is..."

Mu thought secretly.

indeed.

Only thirty Mist Spirit Kais were invested, and the probability of these thirty being annihilated at the same time was already extremely slim.

Thirty horses were annihilated more than three times at the same time——

Strictly speaking, it's not impossible.

Mu himself can do it, but this level is rare in the world. He is either a world-famous master or a reclusive and dormant god.

"In the final analysis... they are just a bunch of blind fools, they can't achieve anything. Let's start the ceremony. After taking the money, they should disperse."

"Yes."

The old man received the instruction and left immediately.

Mu calculated the time and thought it was time for the daily sermon. He left the hall and headed to the dungeon.

The dungeon has no guards and does not need guards.

There is only one prisoner held here. She is trapped in the net woven by Mu himself. The powerful magic circle restrains her and she cannot move. "National traitor!"

The prisoner heard footsteps.

The fiery red hair has not been taken care of for a long time and is so oily that it reflects light;

The snow-white skin was covered with dirt and grime, and it no longer had its former charm.

She glared at Mu outside the iron bars and sneered: "Just wait! Your Majesty will not let you go. Sooner or later, you will be on the guillotine that belongs to you!"

Mu's face was expressionless and he opened the notebook in his hand.

He cleared his throat and said: "Yesterday we talked about King Zeon's cruelty and extravagance, let's continue. Ms. Yueji, you should know about the Honglagedu flood, right? You know that when millions of people were affected by the disaster, King Zeon, Manchu What is the Lord Chao doing?"

"Shut up! You can't shake my loyalty to the Zeon Empire!"

"Ms. Yueji...don't you dare to face it? Don't you dare to face the corruption and corruption of the empire you serve? You know, I didn't do any forgery, I just told you the history without any disguise. .”

Mu smiled.

He is like a devil: "You should listen and then think. Think carefully about everything you have done in the past. Are you adhering to the code of chivalry, or are you stupid, ridiculous, and bad, insulting the people on behalf of your so-called king? Kill Zhongliang."

……

……

Misty mountain stream, on the ground.

When Gary heard Yuan Kong's question, he turned to look at the three arches. He was not sure for a moment: "It should be! Brother Yuan, that is probably the entrance to the palace!"

What does it mean to be possible?
Yuan Kong was a little dissatisfied: "Which door is the correct intersection?"

this……

Guy Ritchie didn't know, he was silent.

the other side.

Chris's mood is very complicated!

He looked at the three arches, without any excitement or excitement on his face, and his expression was extremely solemn.

That's right.

The Sword of Victory adventure group dispatched forty-seven people, and everyone in the group who was capable of fighting was on board.

What now?
He was the only one who survived!

Six years of management have been in vain, and the power that has been built up through hard work has been reduced to smoke. Who can accept the replacement?
What makes Chris even more desperate is——

"What should I do with the pension..."

Forty-six pensions, an astronomical number.

Captain Chris is bankrupt.

If he plans to pay everyone's pension, it means that he will be stuck in debt for the rest of his life;

If he pretends nothing happened, his reputation will undoubtedly be ruined and he will never be an adventurer again in his life.

With his sixth-level level, he has no problem being a bodyguard.

But Chris likes the feeling of giving orders. How can being a watchdog of a nobleman be as majestic as being the leader of an adventure group?

at the moment……

We can only go to Ms. Hydrangea and ask her for an explanation!
Chris turned to look at Yuan Kong and asked, "Mr. Yuan, do you know what is hidden under the misty mountain stream?"

Yuan Kong turned around: "You know?"

"I don't know, but someone knows!" Chris was a little excited. "I can take you to see her, she is here."

Yuan Kong was silent for a moment, wondering what Chris wanted to do.

Chris added: "Mr. Yuan, listen to me...my team members and I are actually hired by someone. Someone invited us and promised to give us a commission of 50 million Sok after the project is completed!"

Fifty million?
Is that too much?
Yuan Kong has no idea.

He asked: "Does she know how to enter the palace?"

"I don't know, but we're going to try."

A sharp voice intervened for no reason.

Yuan Kong turned around and saw a tall purple-haired woman leading a team, approaching menacingly.

(End of this chapter)