Eastern mythology system

Chapter 392 The Holy Order
The battle in the passageway on the second underground floor was fierce and cruel, but on the first floor, everything was quiet.There are no human mercenaries, and there are no various monsters, only that tall, magnificent and weird statue.

The statue seems to be alive, and it also has the ability to heal itself.The already dilapidated body, after not a short period of time, has now "grown" out again.

I saw that it looked like a cow, with two curved horns on its head.Wings grow out of the back, shaped like a bat.There are three arms on the left and right sides of the body, holding various weapons in their hands.

At the same time, somewhere in the deep underground, the glowing light in those evil scarlet eyes became brighter and brighter.

Suddenly, in the void around it, countless holy and solemn runes lit up sequentially, suppressing its restlessness.

The unknown existence roared silently, knowing that he was still unable to break free from the shackles for the time being, and finally gave up the unnecessary struggle, fell silent, slowly accumulated strength, and waited for the next eruption.

……

The old pastor who was walking in a certain passage suddenly stopped in his tracks as if he had sensed something.

"Master Jurgen?"

The other followers guarded him and stopped at the same time.

Jurgen shook his head, raised his left hand slightly, and a simple and heavy book in his hand gave off a soft light.Under the light, the corpse of the monster that fell on the ground was like snow covered by the sun, which melted completely, but it was not integrated into the ground.

"It seems that we have to quicken our pace."

The old pastor walked towards the entrance not far ahead with his unscathed entourage and subordinates with a serious face.

And around that intersection, all kinds of monsters that should have been densely packed had already been swept away.

……

"Heh~" The thief York opened his mouth, yawned a lot, and then let out a yell.

"Ha! So boring~"

The sound reverberated in the deep passage and spread far away.The commotion of the monsters, which seemed to be everywhere, made one's scalp tingle.

But York was not worried at all, and he even thought a little bit cheaply, if these monsters could be braver, bolder, and rush over to have a hearty battle, that would be great.

But York also knew that it was impossible.These monsters look ferocious and aggressive, but it depends on the situation.With their unflattering IQ, they also know what it means to be afraid.

Among this group of humans, the young man who didn't look strong and tall was like a wild beast to them, an existence that could not be messed with at all.

If it weren't for the urging of the order engraved in the source of life, they would have run as far as possible and hid in an unknown corner.

So the monsters, unable to advance or retreat, could only stand timidly on both sides of the passage, almost sticking their entire bodies against the wall, trying not to block the road of the spacious passage, hoping that the terrifying killing god would not notice them.

Seeing that the restless thief started to play tricks again, Franco and the others gave him a blank look and ignored him.

To be honest, they also find it quite boring.

The promised ruins exploration, the promised crisis?

Since entering the second passage selected by York, all the Linghu Mercenaries and the others have to do is walk, walk, walk.

They seemed to be taking a relaxing walk, plus visiting all kinds of abyssal creatures, as well as monsters whose origins were unknown and whose names could not be named.

Danger?This is really not.

There are fights, but it has nothing to do with them, because Long Aotian is alone.

To be precise, it can be done with one hand.

It was also at this time that the Linghu Mercenary Corps and others saw for the first time what it was like for this young man who stood behind him as a supporting role and created all kinds of miraculous achievements, when he personally killed the enemy. A shock and terror.

Three hellhounds?die!
evil eye?die!

Minotaur?die!
Gargoyle?die!
……

A Balrog close to the strength of the fourth realm?Also doomed!
In front of Long Aotian's slender and delicate left hand like a woman, any monster will be killed in seconds.

And it's still a big piece in a second.

What is crushing?What is flat push?

This is crushing!This is called flat push!
How strong Long Aotian is, York and the others have discussed this topic many times.Even the most optimistic estimates and the most exaggerated imaginations were not as shocking as the scene before them.

Under his devil-like left hand, there is no difference in the results from the lowest-level three-headed hellhound to the powerful Balrog that can destroy the spirit fox mercenaries.

This shows what?
Franco and the others couldn't stop their hearts beating wildly just thinking about it.

"Holy level! He has definitely reached the strength realm of the holy level!"

The Linghu Mercenary Group and others shouted frantically in their hearts.

Ten years ago, the most formal division of occupations on Oscontinent had only four realms.

The combat jobs are black iron, bronze, silver, and gold.

The legal profession is a magician, a great magician, a magister, and a great magister.

After the change of heaven and earth, the cultivation of professionals in the entire mainland has improved by leaps and bounds, and the upper limit of the original fourth realm has also been raised, so there is a fifth realm, which is the "holy level".

Dou Sheng!

Fa Sheng!

The spirit fox mercenary group and others have no chance to see how strong the fifth realm is.But seeing Long Aotian's performance, none of them felt that this was something that the Golden Warrior could do.

What made Franco's tongue dry the most was that the fortified scene in front of them was obviously not a manifestation of Long Aotian's full strength.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, York looked left and right, and saw Elf Archer frowning, looking distressed, he couldn't help but touched him with his shoulder.

"Why are you frowning? With the boss here, you don't have to worry about anything. Abyssal creatures, traps, all of them are scum. Even if I'm unlucky and choose the wrong path, I'll just go back and choose it again. Is there anyone else, is there anything else that can stop us!"

York spoke so boldly, as if he were the one who had done it himself.

However, it is obviously not this that troubles the elf shooter.

"No, I just feel that the mysterious lines on the ground and those monsters are familiar. I can be sure that I have seen these lines before, and they are related to some very important things. The damn thing is that they have already Grab a little clue, but just can’t remember it.”

The behavior of the trembling monsters on both sides of the passage was naturally the result of the lessons learned by the sacrificed companions.Not only the flesh and blood of human beings, but also the corpses of these monsters can also give energy to the lines on the ground, and also emerge at the same time for Daniel to see.

York didn't care about his companion's troubles.

"If you can't think of it, don't think about it. Why bother. As long as you follow the boss, you will be safe and secure. Let's just watch him perform and open your eyes by the way."

He was referring to the monsters on both sides. There are many types and different images, and it is indeed rare to see them outside.

Daniel ignored him, and continued to frown, thinking hard.

York felt bored and was about to have some fun when Franco in front suddenly said:
"Here, it looks like this is the entrance to the third floor."

York looked up and saw not far ahead, a hole that was the same as the entrance from the first floor to the second floor just now, quietly waiting for their visit.

"Haha, it seems that my luck is good, I was selected right away!"

(End of this chapter)