Alvin, no matter how stupid he was, understood something at this time, and there was a strange look on the bear's face.
Through the bear's facial features, Mo Bei still felt that the look was quite familiar. It was probably a little transparent person who suddenly became the center of the gossip topic. He was secretly happy but wanted to pretend to be calm.
If nothing else, the person involved will also deny it. This may be a subconscious self-protection by the patient with social anxiety, or it may be a true expression.
As expected, Alvin shook his head after a while and said:
"She... is not my type..."
"I think she has a very good character," Milor expressed his opinion from the perspective of a friend.
Mo Bei and Ned looked at each other and smiled, knowing exactly what they were thinking.
It's not your type, it's just that you like big bears!
However, there were three girls and an aunt from four hundred years ago present, so it was inconvenient to discuss this topic, so they tacitly did not expose Alvin's thoughts.
"Oh...who can I ask to explain this?" Ned rubbed his hands and sighed, looking self-pitying.
"Who told you not to play in the Alkanas match? You missed the great opportunity to appear in front of someone alone." Mo Bei said.
"The main thing is that I can't do what he wants after transforming." Ned shrugged.
"This is called being thin-skinned and not being able to eat. If you are thick-skinned, you can eat as much as you want."
Mo Beiti pushed his knee against the bear man's hip shaft, but it didn't move at all, just like he was pushing against a century-old elm tree. He couldn't help but twitching his lips and walked towards the temple gate. The others After a while of laughter, he followed.
This central temple was once the most noble holy place in the hearts of all Zakarum clergy and countless believers, but now it is filled with this stale air of death.
The blood stains that can be seen everywhere are particularly weird, because these blood stains that have existed for an unknown period of time still maintain their dark red color and sticky texture, as if they have just experienced a tragic killing.
Serena raised her head and looked around, frowning deeply. The scene in front of her was in strong conflict with her memory.
When a figure from the heyday of the Holy See was present, Mo Bei always wanted to ask what the scene was like here and what they were doing here.
This kind of curiosity is normal, just like when traveling to historical sites, sometimes you will have a fantasy, hoping that you can see what happened here from the perspective of traveling through time.
Some of the huge stone pillars that lead directly to the dome still have half-broken long banners hanging on them, and the Zakarum mark on them has been blurred to the point of being difficult to identify, but it is still conceivable that this huge temple was originally filled with such hanging banners. The flags and curtains, and the dark blue ground were polished to a discernible shine. It was indeed an extremely solemn and majestic scene.
Looking along the two rows of stone pillars towards the depths of the hall, high platforms and statues of gods stood at random. The core faculty members must have stood on those high platforms, overlooking everything in the hall like priests.
Perhaps Serina felt that there was nothing worth remembering in these, so she did not share her experiences from four hundred years ago with relish like she did in other places. After looking around, she silently talked to Huo Ling. Reintegrated and ready to fight.
The most eye-catching thing in the entire hall at this moment is a huge pothole on the ground.
Judging from the location, the place surrounded by high platforms and statues of gods should have been the thrones of successive popes, but it was completely destroyed, revealing a deep pit that went straight to the ground.
As soon as the six people reached the edge of this huge pit that was more than ten feet wide, as if in response to the appearance of a living being, a fierce aura of disgust came from the underground pavement, accompanied by a burst of unexplained whispers and hisses.
They looked into the dark underground space below and saw that the stone steps connecting them had been completely destroyed, and the bottom was filled with heavy rubble.
Wherever the light reaches, the pillars and other carvings are actually glowing with a dull bronze luster. They seem to be made of metal, and various rune inscriptions can be seen everywhere.
The floating whispers in the ears had just subsided, followed by slight and dense footsteps, and short pale white figures rushed out of the darkness one after another, at an alarming speed.
Undead creatures are extremely sensitive to the breath of living people, and the first ones to come are indeed these Styx dolls, which have a charging speed no less than that of the Paladins.
These little skeleton monsters transformed by dwarfs always make the adventure teams active here feel like they are facing a powerful enemy. They are quite fragile themselves, but they can self-destruct when they are killed, and their lethality is no less than that of a necromancer. The corpses exploded at extremely fast speeds. If they were caught off guard, they might die together with them.
In past battle damage reports, the frequency of this kind of cannon fodder monster appearing is shocking.
But after these Styx dolls rushed to the bottom of the pit, they were embarrassed to find that the target emitting a spiritual aura was still looking at them above their heads. They couldn't help but flew into a rage, holding up the short bone spears in their hands and making noisy strange sounds.
Their short legs have amazing explosive power, but they can only jump to a height of about ten feet, which is still less than half of the distance outside the pit. Their bodies have lost their flesh and blood and cannot use blowguns, so they can't help the few humans in their eyes. .
"The jumping ability is really good. No wonder it can run so fast."
Mo Bei took his time to look at the jumping Styx dolls, feeling very relieved, and to add insult to injury, he raised the weapon in his hand, summoned a sword-shaped thunder light and fell into the pit, knocking out a Styx doll that had just jumped up. When it landed on the ground, a bomb of holy light exploded, causing the small skeletons around it to jump.
These self-destruction maniacs who were not afraid of death became more and more angry, but they could only let various long-range attacks envelope them, and in an instant they exploded into sharp bone fragments.
Several figures drifted past the edge of darkness, lingering. It was obvious that those who were attracted were not limited to the Styx dolls, but also the erratic vampire kings.
Those bad old men wearing rags have the ability to float, but they are not as enthusiastic as the little skeletons. They know that even if they rush out of the potholes, they will encounter many obstacles and will definitely not be happy, so they always stay behind those pillars. Patrolling furtively.
Naturally, Mo Bei was too lazy to continue the stalemate with them. After switching out his shield, he jumped forward and landed on a broken stone slab.
The behavior of surrendering into a trap immediately caused a commotion in the darkness, but a group of blood-bellied beasts with bulging muscles and huge wooden mallets rushed out menacingly.
Mo Bei had dealt with similar monsters in the underground prison of the palace and in the tombs of Warlock Canyon. This monster had limited intelligence and a brutal and rough attack method, but it had the ability to trigger knockback effects and crushing blows.
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Moreover, they are huge and come in groups, often causing chaos in the battle. If they are accidentally hit during a chaotic battle, severe stiffness may lead to the worst results.
The Vampire King used the cover of the Blood Belly Beast's huge body to float erratically behind, projecting blazing fireballs.
Attacking with fire spells at this moment was like applying a BUFF to Mo Bei, rushing into the blazing wall of fire without dodging.
As soon as the two oncoming blood-bellied beasts raised the big wooden mallets in their hands, a stream of flames swept across their burly bodies like a scythe, and their rock-like limbs were broken apart in response, and were knocked down by the brutal force. Hit back.
