There is a lord who just wants to draw cards, what's wrong with that?

Before Charles could finish his words, Domi's dagger pierced his heart.

"You... cough! You don't keep your word!"

"so what?"

Charles fell to the ground with a thud, and died with hatred in his heart.

Then Domi killed those patients as well, and the number on their heads would soon increase by one again.

Looking at this scene, Afu felt it was a bit too cruel.

"Captain...is this really the right thing to do?"

Domi just searched their bodies:

"There is no right or wrong. As long as I don't regret it, it is absolutely right."

There will be a weather vane on the 17th, and the debt will be repaid in three days, and there will be a burst of updates at the same time.

Chapter 136: The Gathering of Powers

Chapter 136-135- The Great Powers Gather

After hearing this, Afu thought it made sense. She was not a saint and there was no need for her to beg for mercy for these guys. She just felt that it was a bit torturous.

If she were to come, she would probably give Charles and the others a good beating, after all, saliva is also water.

After dealing with the bodies and packing their luggage, everyone set off again, leaving the church and continuing towards the center of the desert, where it was said that there was a palace.

It is inconceivable that there would be a palace in such a barren and harsh desert. Its abrupt existence in this level clearly shows that there is something fishy going on.

Moreover, various things here, such as mummies, Xisha soldiers, and statues of what is probably a Xisha Sun King, all point to the west of the continent, a civilization that was once prosperous but long lost.

If we can find the palace, we might be able to discover more useful clues.

"If Xia could come, she would definitely be very happy." Domi murmured in a low voice.

"What are you mumbling about, young man?"

"the weather is nice today."

"..."

But there was a small accident midway.

They seemed to have strayed from their intended direction and gone a little astray.

It took a long time to recalibrate the direction and walk back, so they had to spend another night on the sand without any buildings.

With the experience of last night, they have learned their lesson. They set up camp from the afternoon, taking turns sleeping and being on guard to replenish their energy for their escape at night.

Soon, the pitch-black night without a single star fell again, and groups of Xisha soldiers emerged from the ground.

"Hiss..." Duomi looked at the sand slope behind him, made a rough calculation, and came to a not very friendly conclusion, "It seems that there are more Xisha soldiers showing up this time than last night."

"Illusion?"

Ah Fu also recalled: "Last night was already a lot, any more would be too outrageous."

"Yes, young man, can we still use these little brothers who are like dried corpses? Are there any soldiers without a penis among these soldiers..."

"No? No?"

Thinking of the eye-catching scene, Duomi shuddered all over: "Okay, let's end this topic here. It would be rude to talk about it again."

"No matter what, it's better to run away."

Afterwards, the situation became that Domi and his friends were running for their lives, while a large group of mummies were chasing them from behind with tetanus blades in their hands.

Countless armors collided with each other, rushing towards them like a metal torrent, devouring everything in its path.

After experiencing it myself, I found that the feeling of oppression tonight is indeed much stronger than last night. Maybe the number of these mummies is really increasing?

Before they could think more, after running for most of the night, the vague outline of a towering building appeared at the end of the skyline.

Domi cheered and shouted: "Hurry up, try harder, we can see the destination now!"

After running for such a long time without stopping, except for him who was a physical monster, Tou'er, Forty-Seven and Afu all showed different degrees of fatigue, among which Afu was the most seriously exhausted.

He was breathing heavily, his movements were distorted, and his eyes looking forward were as scattered as beaten egg yolks.

"Hold on, Afu, we're almost there, don't give up!"

"No...don't...worry...about...me!"

"Just think of it as exercise to improve your health, hahaha, hahaha!"

The presence of a tout always makes the dangerous atmosphere disappear. If you are a horror level designer, you would probably hate this kind of person the most.

This is also what Domi appreciates about Toer. After all, not everyone can be so heartless.

Just when they could clearly see the outer wall of the palace and felt that hope was within reach, a beam of light filled with rich light magic power descended from the sky, like a space-based weapon.

Looking at the path of the attack, it's definitely going to hit them!

"Someone is attacking us!" he yelled, and without hesitation, he pushed Afu, whose reaction was much slower, to the side.

Toer and Forty-Seven were so skilled that they naturally didn't need his help.

next second.

Boom! !

The beam of light hit where they were originally standing, creating a deep pit. In the pit, violent light magic continued to rage.

Meanwhile, a man in a white and gold robe standing on the palace wall shook his head in disappointment.

"Father, your accuracy is not good enough~"

A rather handsome man from the Feather Clan with wings on his back came out from the shadows, seemingly mocking the guy dressed as a priest.

"They are very skilled, not like the small fry we saw before."

"Since you can't do it, let me do it. The number on my head is almost 4."

However, just as the Feather Clan man was about to take action, he was stopped by the priest:

"According to the temporary agreement, since they were able to escape the first time, we should let them in. The number of mummies is increasing day by day, and we need more combat power."

"Tsk..." The man from the Feather Clan clicked his tongue, but for the sake of his face, he finally gave up on the attempt to finish off the enemy.

Thanks to the fact that the people in the palace stopped attacking, they had a chance to catch their breath and ran all the way to the bottom of the palace gate. Looking up, they found that the palace was truly magnificent.

The name of the palace is "Sultaniya", and the plaque on the door is written in large characters of the Xisha people.

From the outside, it can be roughly divided into three floors.

The first floor is a bit like a fortress, square and rectangular.

The second floor is surrounded by huge arches in a hexagonal shape, with three arches on each side. It seems to be a long corridor running from front to back, and you can't see anything inside.

The top floor is a huge elliptical dome, with six stone pillars extending upward from each corner of the second floor.

The entire palace is earth-colored, with only the dome having a striking indigo color.

At this moment, the towering gate of the palace was closed, and the four people looked at each other.

"Hey young man, the people inside just attacked us. Do we still want to go in?"

"Apart from this, what other options are there... Let me put it another way. Do you want to face these numerous mummies, or the guys inside?"

Thor immediately chose to fight the people inside head-on. At least it was easier to deal with than this group of endless mummies.

"That's it, come on, let's blow this door open together! Forty-Seven and Afu, stand at the back."

"oh oh……"

Domi also took a step back to give himself enough space to exert force.

He sank his energy into his dantian, made preparations for a punch, pulled his right hand back, then took a deep breath, and the terrifying soul-devouring energy condensed in his hand.

This strange energy aura frightened Toer. It turned out that he really didn't use his full strength at that time...

He quickly shook his head, thinking that the most important thing now was to blast open the door and hide in the palace.

Then the power of thunder was gathered in the double axes.

As if sensing the powerful energy fluctuations outside the door, the door slowly opened a crack, which was gradually getting bigger.

But it's too late. The force exerted is like water spilled, which cannot be recovered!

Thor's light wave was the first to be hit, and the violent thunder directly swept open the door that was opening very slowly, and Domi's fist wave followed closely behind.

The deep blue energy gathered into a roaring dragon head and rushed straight into the palace.

Inside, the people standing on both sides only saw a ferocious dragon head flying past their eyes, eroding all the magic power along the way, and blue ashes flew like petals.

The wall that was hit was blasted with a hole with a diameter of four meters.

That scene was both thrilling and gorgeous.

Can the waves created by fists be so powerful...

Although the wave didn't hit the door, it opened by itself, so the result was no different.

Domi quickly called the three to follow him in, and told them to put on an expression as if their enemies had come to their doorstep and to create as much pressure as possible.

In the dim candlelight, four people slowly walked out from the darkness, with gloomy faces and murderous aura, which made people around them want to retreat.

"Gurgle... (Swallowing saliva)"

"They... don't seem like they're easy to mess with."

"Be more confident and remove the word 'as if'. Here comes another group of big guys."

Domi walked in front, his black windbreaker fluttering in the wind, his black and white mask exuding majesty. He spoke slowly:

"Who attacked us just now?"

There was nothing but silence, and no one dared to make a sound.

"Then I will assume that it was all done by all of you."

Just when Domi drew out his Night Slaughter and was about to kill those who didn't look like the murderers, a voice came from the stairs not far away, and his white and gold robe could be faintly seen.

"Everyone, please be patient. I was the one who released the beam of light just now."

This person has short brown hair and a long face, but his facial features are relatively peaceful, except that his eyes are very small and seem to be dangerously squinting.

He walked up to Domi and bowed to him with one hand on his heart, which was the greeting etiquette of the Holy Ephamul Empire.

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, I hope you were prepared before you attacked us."

Domi's voice was deep, and murderous intent overflowed like water. As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards the priest like a ghost, and no one could see his taillights at all!

With just one breath, he stabbed the priest with Night Slaughter.

In a flash, a shield flashing with holy light appeared around the priest and helped him block the attack. However, Domi's attack was not to be underestimated, and the shield shattered after just one hit.

This made the priest look a little surprised.

But it's no big deal. After all, it's just a shield he put up in one second and it doesn't have much strength.

Similarly, Domi was just making a test.

Realizing that this guy was not easy to deal with and his own condition was not very good, Domi chose to land not far away, and the two of them confronted each other from a distance.

"What's your name?" the priest asked with a wry smile.

"A deadly sign." Domi said casually.

"Mr. Death, how about listening to my explanation first? I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding here."

"explain."

With squinting eyes, he still looked harmless and said:

"When we occupied this palace, we made a temporary agreement -

When we see other people coming, we who make the rules will take turns to attack them. If they are weak, they will undoubtedly become numbers above our heads. If they are strong like you and your teammates, we will welcome you to join us. "

"In addition, we also used this gate to test the opponent's strength a second time."

"It's obvious that you have passed the test and become one of us."

At this time, Domi sensed a pair of Feather Tribe men and women at another staircase, a Forest Elf Druid hiding in the corner, and a Snow Leopard Orc who was taking a nap leaning against an archway on the second floor.