Chapter 463 Pyramid

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

"Isn't this place where the Lost Realm is located?"

Hearing this, Barash nodded.

When they escaped from the death sand sea and realized that something was wrong, the four of Barash immediately called for help from Oz City via phone, but what Barash didn't expect was that Oz City dispatched a fifth-order legend directly. He originally thought that it would be Moonnes, the CP0 chief, who would come.

"Then let's get rid of these little bugs first."

Gulong said, before Barash could say anything, Noletis took a step forward and jumped down from the sky.

Seeing such a scene, Barash was not surprised, nor did he have the idea of ​​going down to join the battle. Instead, he took a good rest on the back of the Lightning Flying Dragon. In order to kill the fourth-rank Blackrock Tribe warrior Basil, he suffered a lot. The wound was not shallow, but although the price paid was not low, the harvest was even richer. After returning this time, he could try to break through the fourth level.

As for the outcome of the battle, he is not worried, because not long ago he witnessed this legendary man slaughtering the entire Blackstone tribe, including the totem god who had vaguely reached the fifth level. It's just some remnants of the Blackstone tribe, and the two are not at the same level at all.

"Maybe I should also exchange for a flying dragon. Even if I don't sign a knight contract, it's good for transportation."

After estimating the contribution points he had, Barash's thoughts turned.

There was a rumbling, the earth shook, and smoke and dust rose everywhere. Looking at the Blackstone tribe's camp covered in smoke and dust, Barash knew that the battle was over.

Standing on the back of the Lightning Flying Dragon, entering the sea of ​​death sand again, looking at the peaceful scene inside, Balash's vigilance was raised to the highest level.

"Lord Noletis, according to what the people of the Blackstone Tribe have told us, there may be some kind of danger hidden in this sea of ​​death sand besides those strange insects called corpses."

Scanning his surroundings and being on guard all the time, Barash said something, but at this time Noletis had already locked his eyes on the lake in the desert. Under the clear surface of the lake, the deepest darkness was hidden.

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

Imitating the posture of the hero in the novel, with a solemn face, Noletis threw out the ancient anchor behind him.

Hearing this, Barash didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately escaped into the shadow of Noletis.

Gulu, the anchor entered the water, a strange force permeated the entire lake, and Barash pulled the chain connected to the anchor.

Rumbling, the lake was tumbling, and there was no calmness, as if there was a giant beast rolling under the water, disturbing the entire lake.

"Get up for me."

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

Under the sun, the clear lake water reflected the hazy light. Looking at the sky-filled lake, Noletis opened his left hand.

Crashing, the lake surged and intertwined, and finally sank into Noletis' left hand and disappeared.

Looking at the dry lake again, Noletis narrowed his eyes and clenched the anchor in his hand.

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

Chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp

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

Boom, a terrifying power erupted, the air liquefied, and the scene became blurred. Accompanied by a violent explosion, the dense swarm of insects was wiped out, and even the dry lake was affected, and the landscape changed accordingly.

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

As a fifth-order transcendent, his punch just now was not weak.

After the corpse group was eliminated, the terrain of the lake was still changed, but even so, the minaret was not damaged much, which shows that it is strong.

The tower is divided into three sides, and the part exposed to the ground is more than 300 meters long. It is a spire, made of sand, and glows a touch of gold in the sun.

"What the hell is it?"

Extraordinary power surged, and Noletis could vaguely perceive the death and ominousness contained in this steeple.

"Could it be an adventure in a novel? The king's tomb?"

Turning his thoughts, Noletis waved the anchor in his hand again. Although the anchor looks rusty, it is a genuine fifth-order wonder, which fits him extremely well.

Rumbling, the phantom of the sea emerged. At this moment, holding the anchor in his hand, Noletis seemed to attract the power of an ocean.

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

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

"Come again."

Seeing the half-collapsed spire, Noletis was startled, and waved the anchor in his hand again, but at this moment, the deepest darkness spread out from the inside of the spire like flowing water, forming a barrier to block his attack this time.

"Whoever disturbs my sleep, die."

A hoarse and dry voice sounded, and the golden five-sided coffin emerged in the darkness, quietly opened, and a figure walked out from it, with a shriveled body, wrapped in a white cloth belt, and his eyes were hollow, revealing ominously.

"It seems that it is not an adventure but a trouble. The novel is indeed a lie."

Seeing the monster walking out of the coffin, Noletis' thoughts turned.

"Dance of Death."

The darkness surged, and the aura of death flowed. Under the control of the strange figure, the terrifying aura of death erupted, gathered into a black thorn, and ruthlessly pulled towards Noletis.

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

"act recklessly."

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

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

"Sheltered by the sea."

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

Boom, the black thorns collided with the blue mask. Although the power of death has a strong lethality, Noletis's defense seems to be superior in comparison, and the mask returned to normal after just shaking.

"It turned out to be just a show."

Aware of the reality of the opponent, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and Noletis rushed straight to the strange figure with the whip of the black thorns.

"You really deserve to die."

There was a hint of sharpness in the hoarse voice, watching Noletis' actions, the anger in the strange figure's heart was completely ignited, and for him, Noletis' behavior was simply a kind of contempt for him.

"caught you."

Breaking through the block of black thorns, his figure was erratic, and following the pace of the strange figure, Noletis waved the anchor in his hand.

The body froze, 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 strength of the anchor.

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