Chen Xing heard the strange noise and guessed it was A Qiaomu, but did not chase after him. Dealing with the Witch King and getting the treasure are the top priority.
He kept distancing himself from the Witch King. It is very spacious, with a length and width of more than a thousand meters, allowing for long-distance sniping. On the way, he passed an upward staircase and couldn't help but stop. There is actually a fourth floor. He was a little surprised. Is there someone with a higher status than the Witch King?
Perhaps the one wearing the crown is not the Witch King, but someone from a higher level. But since ancient times, only kings wear crowns, and it is absolutely correct. Then he thought of the "Mirror of Conservation" mentioned in Reger's message. The name sounds like an artifact, maybe it's on it.
He hesitated for a moment and decided not to go up first until he solved the problem at hand.
Not long after, Chen Xing ran five to six hundred meters away, then took off the "Night Owl" rifle, pulled the bolt, loaded the gun, and aimed at the target. The Witch King is suspended in the air, not blocked by the groups of stone sculptures, and has a wide field of vision. It just flies around and is a bit hard to aim.
He compressed the psychic energy bit by bit and poured it into the bullet.
The Witch King's perception range was not very wide, and he circled slowly around the sarcophagus, seemingly unaware of the danger. During the process of accumulating energy, the aggregated psychic energy will radiate a force field outward, which will be detected by creatures with keen senses.
After a long wait, Chen Xing finally completed his energy storage, aimed at the Witch King's chest, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
Blue flames spurted out, and the light film covering the Witch King shattered instantly, turning into dots of green light. But the Witch King was not affected, not even swaying, and his backhand was a beam of destruction.
The stone sculptures on the route instantly vaporized, and the edges melted into red magma. Fortunately, Chen Xing changed his position immediately after shooting, otherwise he would have been wiped out.
After shooting the beam, the Witch King raised his arm and drew a big circle again, and the spherical light film appeared again.
Upon seeing this, Chen Xing immediately gave up the attack. The charged shot of compressed psychic energy can only destroy the shield, but cannot harm its body. And his trio has been used up, so he can only find other ways.
"Ta-ta-ta!" "Ta-ta-ta!" "Ta-ta-ta!"
The faint sound of gunfire came from below. Obviously, the people who followed him in had already rushed to the second floor and were fighting the living dead wizard. Chen Xing narrowed his eyes and disappeared into the group of stone sculptures.
All you have to do at this time is wait for cannon fodder.
Half an hour later, the Black Skeleton finally rushed to the third floor at the cost of one-third of its troops. They soon discovered the Witch King suspended above, and a battle was imminent.
Hundreds of assault rifles fired at the same time, causing the Witch King to burst into flames. The Witch King turned his body and fired several beams of light to fight back.
Taking advantage of the exchange of fire between the two sides, Chen Xing quietly walked around to the rear and then rushed out. At the same time, a figure rushed out from the side and the target was the mechanical heart suspended under the dome.
He knew who it was without looking. He drew his gun and shot, knocking the opponent back. Then he jumped up on the sarcophagus and grabbed the heart.
The touch feels like a piece of beating nephrite, warm and smooth, and feels good to the hand.
But now is not the time for research. Chen Xing, who fell back to the ground, put it in a prepared cloth bag and moved towards the stairs on the fourth floor. Based on previous experience, there may be a portal to exit on the fourth floor.
Ah Qiaomu, who was hiding among the stone sculptures, looked at each other for a few times and did not dare to catch up.
He could feel the unwillingness and hatred in the other person's eyes. In retaliation, he sneered and pointed his middle finger at the other person, and the hatred in the other person's eyes became even stronger, like a female beast that was about to pounce at any time.
"hateful!"
Seeing Chen Xing's figure disappear into the darkness, Aqiaomu bit his silver teeth and smashed the arm of the stone sculpture next to him with a "snap" sound.
After a while, Chen Xing found the stairwell according to the route in his memory and walked up the stone spiral staircase.
The stairs this time were particularly long. It took several minutes to walk up. It felt like it was more than ten floors high.
Walking out of the stairwell, a piece of gold comes into view. The walls exude a faint golden light and are carved with ancient characters.
A sphere is suspended in the center of the arched dome, slowly rotating. If you look closely, you can see that several rings of different sizes are put together and rotate at different speeds to form a spherical object.
Below the spherical object is a towering mirror, shaped like a floor-standing coat mirror, about seven or eight meters high and two or three meters wide, with a bronze frame, carved with vines, and a ring on the top.
Looking closer, there are vines on the border, but living corpses tangled together. The shape is terrifying, like a scene from hell.
Looking into the mirror, Chen Xing broke into a cold sweat.
Standing in front of him was a mummy, with hollow eye sockets and nose, jagged teeth exposed, and white maggots squirming in the withered and yellow hair, which was indescribably disgusting.
The mummy's clothes were exactly the same as his, even the backpack on his body and the ring on his hand were the same. When Chen Xing made a move, the mummy also followed suit, only half a beat slower and very stiff.
Although it was a bit weird, Chen Xing quickly calmed down and continued to look for clues.
This is a circular hall with rectangular stone tablets embedded in the walls, with various characters engraved on them. Chen Xing searched around and found a piece written in the common language of the Red Earth World.
Mirror of Conservation
Everything in the universe follows the law of conservation.
Whatever is gained, something must be lost;
Whatever is lost must be gained.
This mirror was discovered by the third generation Witch King from an ancient castle in the mountains and has been around for more than 2,000 years.
You can throw multiple useless objects into the mirror in exchange for what you need, so it is also called the Mirror of Wishes.
The principle is to go back and forth, choose things independently, do not go backwards, and use them with caution.
After reading the explanation, Chen Xing returned to the mirror and tentatively popped out a gold coin.
The gold coin drew an arc and fell into the mirror as if there were no boundaries. But at this moment, the living corpse that looked like himself in the mirror moved. It raised its hand to catch the gold coin, and then a dazzling white light flashed, and something appeared in the living corpse's hand, which bounced out.
Chen Xing raised his hand to catch it and opened his palm. There was still a gold coin, but it was a little smaller.
Paying back eight out of ten means losing 20% of the value.
Choosing things independently means that what you exchange for is determined by the mirror, not yourself.
Irreversible means that the process cannot be reversed and cannot be reversed.
"interesting."
Chen Xing was so surprised that he took the sheathed knife from his back and threw it into the mirror. This knife is easy to break. He has already cut it into several nicks, and its sharpness has been greatly reduced. It is better to replace it.
The living corpse "Chen Xing" in the mirror caught the sheathed knife, pulled it out and looked at it for a while, then stretched out his white bone hand and pointed at Chen Xing outside the mirror.
Looking along its direction, it was an M4 assault rifle slung on his shoulder.
"You want this?" Chen Xing asked subconsciously.
The living corpse "Chen Xing" in the mirror nodded.
Chen Xing took off his gun belt and handed over the m4. The living corpse "Chen Xing" reached out to catch it. The scene was indescribably weird, as if he was dreaming with his eyes open.
A burst of white light flashed, and the living corpse "Chen Xing" was holding a large M4. If you look closely, it's the more powerful M16. The living corpse "Chen Xing" shook his head and pointed at Chen Xing outside the mirror again. This time it was the strengthening silver star given by the mayor.
Chen Xing shook his head and expressed his disagreement. The living corpse "Chen Xing" pointed at his chest again, meaning that the ripper hidden inside was "seeing the intestines", but Chen Xing still shook his head. The living corpse "Chen Xing" didn't give up yet, and pointed at the sniper rifle "Night Owl" again.
Chen Xing hesitated for a while and finally agreed. Although Night Owl is very important to him, he has a gambling streak in his character and wants to see what good things he can get in exchange for two guns and a knife.
There was a flash of white light, and there was a rifle in the hands of the living corpse.
Chen Xing's face changed on the spot, as if he had been slapped unexpectedly. The rifle was old and worn, looking like an antique that had just been taken out of a museum.
The living corpse "Chen Xing" pushed the rifle into Chen Xing's arms with both hands.
Chen Xing just wanted to curse, but found that the rifle was extremely heavy, at least three times the weight of an ordinary rifle.
He examined it carefully and found that it was a semi-automatic rifle, using 7.62mm bullets and a standard rifle magazine, which could hold twelve bullets at a time.
"Crack!"
Chen Xing pulled the bolt of the gun, pushed in a bullet, and then aimed at the stone tablet on the wall, concentrating his psychic energy.
In less than a second, the energy storage was completed, which was almost unbelievable.
"Bang!"
Blue flames erupted from the muzzle, and the huge recoil made Chen Xing take a step back. The stone tablet crackled in all directions.
This power is actually similar to the "Hunting Elephant" heavy sniper rifle sold before, but the charging time and firing speed are not the same. This is a semi-automatic rifle that can fire continuously. With this power and a scope installed, it is simply a killing weapon for precision shooters.
Chen Xing resisted the urge to throw in the silver star and the ripper knife and left the mirror. Standing there, there will be an indescribable temptation.
He opened the storage space of the ring, and the honeycomb grid immediately appeared in front of him. First put the 5.56mm bullets in, and then take out some 7.62mm bullets.
The mechanical heart was still in the backpack, beating gently, and Chen Xing stuffed it into the honeycomb grid. Unexpectedly, the mechanical heart seemed to be placed on the air and fell directly down. Fortunately, Chen Xing reacted in time, fished it out with his backhand, and hooked the bag.
It seems there is a limit to what can be placed in the storage space. Chen Xing tried to put in the rifle he just got again, and it succeeded. I tried the Silver Star and the Ripper again, and there was no problem, but this mechanical heart didn't work.
Now was not the time for research. Chen Xing put away his things and walked towards the stairs. I looked around just now and found no portal, so I had to retreat along the original route.
"Ta-ta-da!" "Ta-ta-ta!" "Boom!"
As soon as they approached the stairs, they heard gunshots and explosions coming from below. I didn't expect this Witch King to be so durable. At least half an hour has passed since the beginning, and the battle is not over yet.
But that was a good thing for him, the more chaos the safer it was.
