Temple of Madness

Chapter 223 Finally to the main lair (Happy winter solstice, everyone)

Chapter 222 Finally to the main lair
There was a loud noise, and the combined power of the flame and the storm was unimaginable. I saw that the countless energies in the center were bombarded together, and all the puppets were bombarded beyond recognition and completely damaged.

"Hiss!" The crowd gasped. They were astonished. These magics were not forbidden spells, but they were comparable to forbidden spells when used by them. In other words, with the cooperation of the two, the puppet was directly destroyed. The hard crust above, down to the depths.

The dust dissipated, and the dilapidated puppets appeared in front of their eyes, and none of the nine-headed puppets were spared.

It can be seen that the strength of Versailles is almost the same as that of Caesar, and he should be regarded as the second master of the Caesar Empire. It can be said that he is truly under one person and above ten thousand people.

But this also made Zhang Yang puzzled. Logically speaking, it is impossible for the emperor to accept that a subordinate surpasses him in strength. After all, the risk of doing so is too great, and it is not a roundworm in the opponent's stomach. How can he know what others are thinking? Woolen cloth?

One day there will be an act of regicide, Caesar the Great hiccups, Versailles will directly ascend to the throne, relying on his own powerful strength, who can stop it?
So this is something Zhang Yang finds strange, but Judging from Julius Caesar's performance, he is not an idiot. On the contrary, he is very capable of controlling people's hearts. This injury can be seen from his command and shooting.

The things he brought are basically waste in this Ice God's Tomb, and have no effect at all. Judging by the binding magic just now, Caesar can do it, and he can do it better.

Needless to say, cannon fodder, since they were chosen to come here, they need to make a good determination in this regard.

They continued to move forward, and the entrance of the cave was right in front of them. Zhang Yang could already feel the incomparably majestic magic power, which was chilling and hit people's souls directly, as if they were going to freeze the souls, which was very scary.

Perhaps this is the metamorphosis that occurred after the spiritual power reached a peak. It is not easy for the people of Neville Continent to use their spiritual power to such an extent. This is the crystallization of human wisdom for millions of years.

The purpose of Zhang Yang's coming here is to obtain the "Magic Code", because from them, Zhang Yang has seen another way to use spiritual power. For him, the current attack is too single. There are a lot of martial arts recorded, but it is still too early for Zhang Yang, and he is not qualified to touch it with his strength.

The second is cultivating the Tao, which requires too much spiritual power, and Zhang Yang really can't do much at the current stage of excitement.

And the reasonable use of mental power can reach their level, which can be regarded as a different attack method for Zhang Yang.

Besides, things like magic also made him curious enough to use magic on the earth. Isn't this the visual sense of blockbuster movies?
A group of people entered the cave, and Zhang Yang followed closely at any time. When they just stepped in, a cold wind with frost gently brushed over everyone's bodies.

Caesar, who had been prepared for a long time, had already used magic to wrap his body, as did the rest of the magicians, but those eighth-level warriors and guards were not so lucky.

The moment the cold wind came, they were frozen into ice cubes and died directly.

Caesar didn't even look at it, and continued to move forward. These soldiers really couldn't play a role in their actions on this trip, and they died when they died.

This is the decisiveness and cold-bloodedness possessed by an emperor. It is not that they regard human life as trivial, but that they should know how to choose in this situation. What kind of people can and what kind of people don't need to waste their energy.

Zhang Yang was also washed over his body by this cold wind, but fortunately his body was strong enough, and the divine essence quickly wrapped his body, otherwise, although he would not die immediately, it would still be enough for him to drink a pot.

The world inside the tunnel is full of gloom. The walls are covered with a thick layer of black ice crystals, which seem to have been accumulated for thousands of years. Everyone walks against the wall. Only by the wall can they avoid most of the cold wind. Raid.

And Zhang Yang is the most painful. In order not to be discovered, he didn't use any spiritual power, and he relied on his body to carry the evil wind.

"You're talking nonsense, digging graves again. If you do this kind of thing all day long, you will be punished by God." Zhang Yang said silently. This is not the first time he has done this kind of thing. What happened more than a month ago, could it be that he was born with a predestined relationship with tomb robbers?

When he goes out at that time, he still has to think about worshiping God or something, otherwise, he might really lose his life.

This tunnel is very deep, at least Zhang Yang has followed the large army for a long distance, and he has discovered a phenomenon, that is, the deeper he goes into it, the colder the wind will be.

Zhang Yang is now so cold that his teeth are chattering. When he looked forward, he found that the fire in Julius Caesar's hand was swaying with the wind, and seemed to be in danger of being extinguished at any time.

Finally, a scream was heard, and the water magician at the back of the team finally couldn't resist the cold wind, and was directly frozen into an ice sculpture.

One person died again, and Caesar's footsteps did not stop because of this. Now everyone's psychology is covered with a layer of frost. They all know that it is very likely that they will become like this in the next moment.

Zhang Yang passed by the magician who was frozen into an ice sculpture. He looked at the painful expression on his face, and there was a strong light of survival in his eyes, but this light was slowly disappearing, and finally disappeared completely, leaving only a little bit on his eyes The only remaining black light proved the traces of his survival.

Zhang Yang mourned for him in his heart, and continued to move forward. He knew that he was just the first unlucky person. As long as he continued to go deeper, it would definitely not be as simple as just dying.

Sure enough, a sudden gust of wind killed the two mages again, and at the same time swept away the flame of life from them.

The number of the team decreased sharply, and slowly, almost at the deepest point, only Caesar, Versail, and three fire-type forbidden curse mages were left in the team.

Only magicians of the fire department can barely survive here, but after arriving at the destination, their brows are still covered with a layer of frost, and it can be seen that they are also extremely reluctant.

Even the Forbidden Curse Mage can only linger in this place. You must know that this is just the tomb left by the Ice God. This is not the rebirth of the Ice God, and it has been ten thousand years.

If the Ice God had not fallen, how terrifying would his power be?
Zhang Yang can't imagine that the so-called Dharma God is much, much stronger than the Forbidden Curse Mage, and the two are completely incomparable, as if they have broken through to another level of life, and they are no longer an ordinary person.

A huge ice crystal gate appeared in front of him. If nothing unexpected happened, behind this gate was the main tomb.

"Here we are." Caesar said calmly, exhaling a hot breath.

(End of this chapter)