Volume 3: Artifacts Chapter 156 Abyss Temple Instance
A familiar feeling...
At this time, Qingkong stood in the dark passage and suddenly felt like she was raiding a dungeon. She had come here many times to farm materials in the Epoch game. The Abyss Temple was a dungeon with a lot of mystical materials, and many of them were rare materials that could not be found anywhere else.
It would be more appropriate if there was a BGM at this time.
Thinking of this, Qingkong summoned the spirit orb.
The spirit ball flew out, quickly circled the clear sky for a few times, then landed on her right shoulder, and bounced it coquettishly.
“Play some music!”
The spirit ball received the command and entered a high-frequency vibration state. The vibration made a sound, which was initially a crackling noise, but as the vibration developed a rhythm, music began to sound.
It’s just that the melody is too soothing.
Qingkong corrected the spirit orb: "Now is not about learning, it is about fighting. It requires rhythm and a sense of attack... Change it!"
The spirit orb mobilized the vibration rhythm, and the passionate war song emitted high-pitched sound waves that spread along the passage to the depths of the Abyss Temple.
Qingkong was still dissatisfied and said: "I have made it very clear that this is a battle. Do you still want my enemies to enjoy the atmosphere of this music as well?"
The spirit orb finally understood.
The vibration frequency changed again, and as the sound waves were transmitted, a powerful mental attack spell was also transmitted.
All kinds of screams immediately came from the depths of the temple, and the howling of ghosts and wolves made Qingkong feel more and more like a copy of the Abyss Temple.
Qingkong caught the spirit ball flying in the air, rubbed it with both hands and twisted it, and the spirit ball turned into a pair of headphones.
Qingkong put the earphones on her ears and pulled out the Stardust Chenzhan scimitar from the scabbard behind her with both hands. White cold mist came out of her mouth, her eyes turned into ice crystals, and her ice crystal wings spread out. The ice layer covered the front of her feet along the passage like a welcome carpet.
The music surged through the space of the temple.
Qingkong touched the ground with her toes and flew up lightly. At the moment when large pieces of ice were sprayed backwards, she rushed forward like a cannonball into orbit.
The magic traps along the way were frozen, and the abyss mages and monsters lying in ambush were frozen into ice sculptures. Occasionally, there were stronger ones, but they also endured the dual attacks of extreme cold and spirit. When Qingkong passed by, they were only killed by one more blow.
Qingkong quickly followed the passage of the Abyss Temple, clearing, searching, and freezing layer by layer. Nothing could stop her, and there was nothing here that could stop her.
Even the speed of information transmission in the Abyss Temple cannot keep up with Qingkong's speed of clearing the dungeon.
Apostle Bridges stayed in the deepest part of the temple, where he had set up an altar. Outside the altar stood a circle of high-ranking priests, who sat cross-legged with their backs to the altar in the blood pool surrounding it. The blood in the pool was bubbling like boiling water.
At this time, the altar was filled with music coming from somewhere. The rhythmic music was mixed with mental attack spells. Some abyss mages serving here were already holding their heads and wailing in pain.
The temple is under attack!
Apostle Bridges sent people out to gather information, but after sending out several waves, no one brought back any news.
what happen?
Bridges stayed in the middle of the altar, as if he was blindfolded and his ears were plugged, losing his sense of the rest of the temple.
In addition to the increasingly loud music, it meant that the invaders were gradually approaching here.
The power of the mental attack was getting stronger and stronger, and even Bridges felt a little uncomfortable. And now, knowing that someone had come to his door, but not knowing who the other party was... It was even more uncomfortable.
Bridges assigned another Abyss Mage to go outside to gather information.
The Abyss Mage was already dizzy from the mental attack. He staggered towards the altar door, and stretched out his hand to open the door while enduring the pain.
As soon as the door opened a crack, a gust of wind with snowflakes and ice crystals squeezed in from outside. The Abyss Mage saw the elf standing outside the door, but he didn't even shout, and he was frozen into an ice sculpture while keeping the door open.
The wind and snow raged in the altar.
Apostle Bridges knew who was coming without having to send anyone to find out the news.
Moonlight Queen... Clear Sky!
A hand pushed open the half-open door, and the frozen Abyss Mage fell heavily to the ground and broke into pieces.
Qingkong stepped in.
"Bridges, you hid it really well!"
The altar has been frozen into an ice cave, except for the center of the altar which is not affected by the energy of ice and snow due to the effect of mysterious energy.
Bridges looked at the clear sky, feeling extremely hateful and fearful.
Of the seven apostles who left Oulu College to found the Abyss Temple, only he is left now. Most of the other apostles died at Qingkong's hands, and this is an unforgettable hatred.
But the reputation of Qingkong has long spread throughout the world.
After the five ancient civilizations entered the world one after another, the conceited apostles of the abyss had long been aware of the gap between themselves and the world's top forces, and Qingkong proved through actual combat time and time again that she was one of the world's top forces.
This time, Qingkong came and broke into the Abyss Temple as if it were an empty space. All ambushes and dangers became useless, leaving Bridges in despair.
If the first apostle and the third apostle were still alive , the three of them might still have a chance of winning if they joined forces.
Now……
Bridges stared at Qingkong with his red eyes: "Miss Qingkong, the Book of Disaster is yours. The Abyss Temple will no longer rob it. Can you let us go?"
Qingkong summoned the Book of Disaster and held it in his palm, smiling and saying, "Even if I give you the Book of Disaster now, you won't be able to keep it.
And I didn’t kill you because of the Book of Disaster.”
Bridges asked, "Why?"
"Why should I tell you?" Qingkong took back the Book of Disaster. "You defected to Duke Celt. This behavior has long deviated from the purpose of the Abyss Temple to serve the Abyss. Of course, the Abyss doesn't care whether you betray it or not. It has never accepted you."
"I have not betrayed the Abyss." Bridges shouted as if his tail was stepped on, "I have always served the Abyss faithfully! It was... a certain apostle who betrayed us. He leaked the secrets of the Abyss Temple to you and asked you to kill the apostles one by one.
I am only protecting myself. Only by staying alive can I continue to serve the Abyss."
"So... have the traitors of the Abyss Temple been found?"
Qingkong's question made Bridges' expression freeze instantly.
yes……
Who betrayed the Temple of the Abyss?
Bridges still hasn't found the answer.
"Who is it? Who is the traitor!"
"I'm not here to answer your questions!"
Qingkong threw the scimitar at Bridges, and the scimitar turned into an ice wheel and rolled towards the altar with a whistling sound.
Bridges reacted quickly and said the secret word: Abyss Armor.
The blood in the blood pool around the altar instantly evaporated into blood mist, enveloping more than a dozen high-level Abyss Priests. The Abyss Priests stood up, and the blood mist solidified into blood-red armor on their bodies.
The priests wearing the armor of the abyss worked together to block the ice wheel and were about to launch an attack on the clear sky.
But at this time, Bridges read out a secret message that he had not informed the priests of...
"Abyss King Armor"
The blood armor on the priests' bodies evaporated into blood mist again, and the blood in their bodies evaporated as well. Blood mist emerged from their skin, and the extreme pain made the priests' faces twisted and their mouths opened wide.
But no sound came out of their mouths, and they fell to the ground one by one, turning into mummies.
The blood mist gathered towards Bridges and solidified on his body into a gorgeous blood-red armor.
A red two-handed sword was held in his hands.
With a "bang", Bridges dispersed into a ball of blood mist, which moved rapidly in the air and then dispersed into two, four, and eight balls. The eight balls of blood mist surrounded Qingkong in the middle, and one of them quickly condensed into Bridges, which slashed at Qingkong. Regardless of whether the sword hit or not, the fearful Bridges immediately dispersed into blood mist, and at this time another ball of blood mist would condense into Bridges, launching another sneak attack on Qingkong.
Qingkong easily dodged .
This guy was already like a frightened bird. Every time he attacked, he just wanted to quickly escape into the blood mist, so that his attacks were completely disorganized and naturally posed no threat.
Compared with the performance in the Era Abyss Temple copy, the difference is really huge.
In the Abyss Temple dungeon, the second apostle Bridges is the big boss second only to the final boss, the first apostle Victor. And the "Abyss King Armor" is Bridges' hidden skill, which has only a 10% chance of being triggered.
That’s the result?
well……
This is what brushing the book looks like!
Qingkong dodged one of Bridges' attacks, and when he turned into blood mist, he identified which blood mist his real body had moved into through the changes in the blood mist. Then Qingkong seized the opportunity and moved behind the blood mist in an instant through space displacement.
At this moment, the blood mist condensed into Bridges, but he lost the direction of the clear sky.
Qingkong took advantage of the gap between Bridges's perception and connection, waiting behind him. As Bridges' body was just condensing, Qingkong's attack arrived. The sharp scimitar cut into the gap between the helmet and the armor, and the extremely cold air formed a sharp blade that penetrated Bridges' central nervous system, preventing him from making any reaction.
The blade cut through and Bridges' head rolled to the ground.
The helmet dissolved into blood.
The head slowly dissipated into black smoke.
A bead lay in the sticky blood.
Qingkong took off the "earphones" and threw them into the air. The "earphones" turned back into a spiritual ball and the music stopped at this moment.
Reach out and grab the bead in the air.
All seven orbs are gathered - you can summon the dragon!
