Chapter 463 Pyramid

Above the rocky beach, standing on the back of an electric flying dragon, Noletis stared at the Blackstone tribe's camp below, and beside him stood the pale Balash Montel.

"Is this place where the puzzle is?"

Hearing this, Barash nodded.

After escaping from the Death Sand Sea and realizing something was wrong, the four of them immediately called Greenfield City for help through phone bugs. However, what Balash didn't expect was that Greenfield City directly dispatched a fifth-level legend. He originally thought it would be Monnes, the cp0 officer, who came.

"Then let's clean up these little bugs first."

Grumbling, before Balash could say anything, Noletis took a step forward and jumped from the sky.

Seeing such a scene, Balash was not surprised, and had no idea of ​​going down to join the battle. Instead, he took a good rest on the back of the electric flying dragon. In order to kill the fourth-level Blackstone Tribe warrior Basil, he suffered a lot. The damage was not shallow, but although the price paid was not low, the harvest was even more substantial. After returning this time, he could try to break through to the fourth level.

As for the outcome of the battle, he is not worried, because not long ago he witnessed this legend slaughter the entire Blackstone tribe in his life, including the totem god who had vaguely reached the fifth level. Now the remaining people in this mine They are just some remnants of the Blackstone Tribe. The two are not on the same level at all.

"Maybe I should exchange it for a flying dragon. Even if I don't sign a knight contract, it would be good to use it for transportation."

After estimating the contribution points he had, Balash's thoughts were spinning.

Boom, the earth shook, and smoke flew everywhere. Looking at the Blackstone tribe camp shrouded in smoke, Balash knew that the battle was over.

Standing on the back of the electric flying dragon, he entered the Death Sand Sea again and looked at the peaceful scene inside. Balash's vigilance was raised to the highest level.

"Lord Noletis, according to what the Blackstone Tribe told me, in addition to those strange insects called zombies, this sea of ​​​​dead sand may also hide some kind of danger."

Scanning the surroundings, always on guard, Balash spoke. At this time, Noletis had already fixed his sights on the lake in the desert. Under the clear lake surface, the deepest darkness was hidden.

"Hide in my shadow, I may not have time to take care of you next time."

Mimicking the hero's posture, with a solemn expression, Noletis threw the ancient anchor behind him.

Hearing this,

Balash did not dare to hesitate and immediately escaped into the shadow of Noletis.

Gulu, the anchor entered the water, and strange power filled the air, connecting the entire lake. Balash pulled the chain connected to the anchor.

Rumbling, the lake water was rolling, and there was no calm. It was as if there was a giant beast rolling under the water, making the entire lake uneasy.

"Wake it up for me."

At a certain moment, with a sudden force, Noletis pulled the entire lake out.

Under the sun, the clear lake water refracted the hazy light. Looking at the lake water in the sky, Noletis opened his left hand.

With a crash, the lake water surged, intertwined continuously, and finally submerged Noletis' left hand and disappeared.

Looking at the lake that had dried up again, Noletis narrowed his eyes and tightened his grip on the anchor in his hand.

With a rustle, the lake disappeared, and the corpse sleeping at the bottom of the lake was awakened again.

Chichi chi chi chi chi, a sharp neighing sound sounded, gathered into a cloud, locked on Noletis, and the corpses rushed forward together.

Seeing such a scene, Noletis' expression remained unchanged, he made a fist with the five fingers of his left hand and punched the swarm of insects.

Boom, terrifying power exploded, the air liquefied, and the scene blurred. With a violent explosion, the swarms of insects were wiped out in a snap. Even the dry lakes were affected, and the landscape changed accordingly.

The sea of ​​sand surged, and Noletis frowned as he looked at the tower-shaped building that was further exposed in the center of the lake.

As a fifth-level transcendent, the power of his punch just now was not weak. After wiping out the group of zombies, he still changed the terrain of the lake. But even so, the spire was not too damaged, which shows its sturdiness.

The tower is divided into three sides, and the part above the ground is more than 300 meters long. It is a spire, made of sand, and glows with a faint golden color in the sun.

"What on earth is it?"

With extraordinary power surging, Noletis could vaguely sense the death and ominousness contained in this spire.

"Is this an adventure? The king's tomb?"

With his thoughts turning, Noletis waved the anchor in his hand again. Although the anchor looked rusty, it was a genuine fifth-level rare item, and it fit him very well.

With a rumble, the shadow of the sea emerged. At this moment, holding the anchor in his hand, Noletis seemed to have activated the power of the ocean.

The sea is immeasurable, vast and boundless, and with the blessing of the anchor, Noletis's blow finally shook the seemingly solid golden spire tower.

At the same time, in the deepest darkness inside the spire, a pair of empty eyes quietly opened.

"Come again."

Looking at the half-collapsed spire, Noletis was shocked and waved the anchor in his hand again. But at this moment, the deepest darkness spread out from the inside of the spire like running water, outlining a barrier to block it. This time he attacked.

"Anyone who disturbs my sleep will die."

A hoarse and dry voice sounded, and the golden five-sided coffin emerged from the darkness and opened quietly. A figure walked out of it, with a shriveled body and wrapped in white cloth. His eyes were empty and ominous.

"It seems like it's not an adventure but trouble. It turns out they are all lies."

Looking at the monster coming out of the coffin, Noletis' thoughts were spinning.

"Dance of Death."

Darkness surged, and the aura of death flowed. Under the control of the strange figure, the terrifying aura of death erupted, converging into a black thorn, and lashed towards Noletis.

Seeing such a scene, the water beneath his feet surged, and Noletis' figure became erratic.

"act recklessly."

Reaching out to hold the black thorns, the strange figure moved.

The posture is weird, just like the sacrificial dance of the ancient tribe to sacrifice the gods. In the hands of the strange figure, the black thorns seem to come alive, leaving countless whip marks in the void, making Noletis unable to avoid it.

"Sheltered by the sea."

Extraordinary power surged, the sea water swirled, and a blue shield was outlined around the body. Seeing that it was inevitable, Noletis chose to resist.

Bang, the black thorns collided with the blue light shield. Although the power of death was extremely lethal, Noletis' defense seemed to be better in comparison. The shield just shook for a moment before returning to normal.

“It turns out it’s just a fake. ”

Sensing the opponent's weakness, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and Noletis rushed straight towards the strange figure despite the lash of black thorns.

"You really deserve to die."

There was a hint of sharpness in the hoarse voice. Looking at Noletis's actions, the anger in the strange figure's heart was completely ignited. To him, Noletis's behavior was simply a form of contempt for him.

"caught you."

Breaking through the obstruction of the black thorns, his figure was erratic, keeping up with the pace of the strange figure, and Noletis waved the anchor in his hand.

The body was solidified, as if being squeezed by the endless sea water. The strange figure who wanted to avoid Noletis' attack suddenly froze in place. This was the power of the anchor.

Bang, the power exploded, and the terrifying air wave was set off, hitting the front, and the strange figure was directly smashed into the sea of ​​sand.

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