It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 567 Treasure House

Feng Ling's brain nerves almost twisted into a knot at that moment.

Open Sesame?
Open Sesame?!

Isn't this just the story of Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves?!
"Why didn't you say so earlier?!" Feng Ling couldn't express the absurdity in her heart. "If we knew the password, we could have just come and opened the door. Why bother going through all this trouble and following the plot!"

Meteor glanced at her inexplicably, "Because this sentence needs to be shouted in Old Persian."

Feng Ling paused for half a second, then, “...Well, we need to go through the plot.”

ka ka ka-

The stone gate has been opened to a width of half a meter.

The vengeful spirits eagerly squeezed inside, and the strong airflow squeezed into the cracks in the stone, producing a long, melodious sound.

The stone gate continued to open, the gap gradually widening from half a meter to one meter, one and a half meters, two meters... finally stopping when it reached five meters in width, revealing a winding, dark stone path, with torches embedded in the stone walls on both sides, emitting a faint light.

From Feng Ling's third-person perspective, the red dot can be seen right in front of her, very close, less than 100 meters away.

"This is the bandits' treasure vault. Because it's well-hidden, we chose it to use as a warehouse, specifically to store rare items and weapons. However, after so much time, there should only be a few usable items and weapons left," Meteor said.

"Don't you players all carry backpack slots?" Feng Ling asked her. "Isn't it more convenient to put them in the slots? It saves us from having to travel all the way to the desert."

“The items in the backpack slots disappear when you log off, and the discussion about whose backpack to put them in can easily cause disputes. Players are not a group that is easy to unite, and any disagreement can lead to internal disintegration.” Meteor stared into the depths of the stone path and said in a low voice, “I wholeheartedly created the Star Society back then, and today I can finally end it with my own hands.”

She looked up at Feng Ling, "The messenger's mental power can suppress me, I need to use my stealth skill to go in first."

Feng Ling nodded, "Okay, you go first, I'll follow behind."

The two entered the stone path one after the other.

Even though the stone path was wide enough for two people to walk side by side, they still kept a certain distance between them.

After turning a corner in the stone path, the torches on the stone wall burned brighter and brighter, the grease crackling in the air, and the color of the flames changing from a warm red to a ghostly blue-purple.

Two stone platforms appeared ahead, with bonfires blazing on them. Passing through the bonfires led to the true location of the treasure vault.

A huge void.

Large quantities of gold, silver and jewelry were piled up in all directions.

Right in the middle of all this gold and silver jewelry, the messenger sat quietly on the ground, his hands resting on his knees.

Feng Ling grinned, seeing her prey trapped like a turtle in a jar, her upturned eyebrows flashing with amusement.

Other variants have disappeared.

The red dots are still there in the third-person perspective, but the glass bottle filled with gold coins and the high-backed chair inlaid with gemstones block the view, making them invisible.

As Feng Ling looked around, the messenger was also sizing her up and said, "Meteor, come out. I know you're here too. Without you, the hidden boss wouldn't have been able to find this place."

The meteor had already concealed itself when it entered the stone passage.

Feng Ling smiled as she approached the messenger. "What do you want with her? Do you know you're about to die and want to leave your last words?"

The messenger lowered his eyes and whispered, "If you take three more steps forward, you will trigger a boss battle."

Feng Ling paused, slightly taken aback, and looked at the square stone bricks beneath her feet.

Is there some kind of secret agency involved?
“I’ve killed more than one dungeon boss. What makes you think one dungeon boss can stop me?” Feng Ling found it amusing, but still cautiously stopped where she was. “One dungeon boss certainly can’t stop you, but what if I’m added to the list?” The messenger slowly raised his head and looked at her. “Although I haven’t fully recovered and can’t activate the second Doomsday Judgment, I’m not dead yet.”

Before Feng Ling could respond, the messenger continued, "If even the Maze Boss and I can't stop you, how about adding three players whose strength is comparable to the boss?"

A boy peeked out from behind a luxurious high-backed chair, his face half-revealed. He was about the same age as Xiaoshu, with an overly mature pair of eyes on his youthful face.

From the other direction, behind the mountain of gold bricks, a woman emerged, her appearance exceptionally alluring and beautiful.

The two players are Momo and the Doctor, whom Fengling does not recognize.

Feng Ling glanced around and asked, "Where's the last one? Didn't you say we were going to add three more players?"

“There’s one more player…” The messenger paused for half a second, his eyes vacant, “This spot is reserved for you, Meteor.”

Feng Ling laughed, "You're trying to poach Meteor right in front of me, trying to coax her back?"

The messenger said calmly, "She was supposed to be with us all along. After a brief period of being lost, she returned to the right place. There's nothing wrong with that."

Feng Ling crossed her arms and looked at him leisurely, smiling as she said, "It seems you want to put together a Boss-hunting team on short notice. I'm quite curious if you can gather enough people."

There was no response from the magnificent treasure vault.

Cold sweat gradually seeped from the messenger's forehead. He was very weak. The Doomsday Judgment had exhausted all his energy, and half a day was not enough to recover. He was now powerless to participate in the battle. The meteor had not responded for a long time, and was probably secretly looking for the dwarf sheep that he had hidden.

He needs to win Meteor back as soon as possible.

The messenger, taking a deep breath, spoke again: "Meteor, the Drunkard is online."

Several gold coins slid off the mountain of gold, making a crisp sound.

The doctor reacted more strongly than the meteor, asking the messenger in astonishment, "When did this happen?"

The messenger didn't answer, but continued, "A few hours ago, I contacted the Drunkard and sent her the location of the teleportation array. She's on her way here. The Drunkard and Momo can be the team's secondary attackers. The doctor will continue to provide healing, and the witch will be the support, using potions to buy the team more opportunities and time. Meteor, you are the main attacker. With the help of the maze boss, this will be our best opportunity to kill the hidden boss, and it may be... our only opportunity."

"Wow, you're dreaming." Feng Ling exclaimed in admiration, a steel blade emerging from behind her. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's just make our move."

Bang! ! !
With a deafening roar, a burst of multicolored dust erupted from the towering golden mountain! Within the dust, the cursed fangs of the meteor were embedded in a pile of gems, while the witch, clutching the little boy, ran and cursed, "I told you this trick wouldn't work! She's seen how the Mist Cloak works; this rare item can't fool her at all!"

Feng Ling was amazed. She hadn't seen anyone hiding on the golden mountain at all. The mist cloak the witch mentioned must have been able to make people invisible.

"Protect the bishop!" the messenger cried, his face turning ashen with anxiety.

Momo immediately expanded into a stitched beast several meters tall.

The doctor's eyes sharpened, and countless snakes sprang from beneath her feet.

Feng Ling stopped watching the show and immediately transformed into her second form, releasing her mental pressure!
The messenger suddenly clapped his hands downwards! His palm slammed hard onto the stone brick, and when he removed his hand, a blood-stained gold coin was revealed.

Instantly, Feng Ling felt a powerful spiritual force field rising from below!
The roar of an ancient language echoed within the treasure vault—

"Greedy thief!"

This sea of ​​sand was once filled with the royal court's finest wine—

Now, it will devour your souls!

Angela Manuel's stomach is never satisfied!
Kneel down!

(End of this chapter)