After destroying the golem, a dark purple stone fell to the ground with a crisp crashing sound.

Purple gemstones?

My eyes lit up, and I picked up the stone, held it in the palm of my hand, and put it between my fingers, and shone it on the light on the ceiling of the hall.

Feeling the soft and diffuse purple light, my whole body blossomed.

Purple Gems, this is a good thing, one of the few rare materials in the dungeon that can enchant weapons.

Not to mention the practicality, the price is also extremely expensive.

Happily stuffing the purple gem into the cowhide of his left arm, holding the knight's sword in one hand and the short sword in the other, he looked around, but still did not find any portals.

Suspiciously, he picked up the brown paper and read it up and down twice.

That's right, it's true that if you kill the guards, a portal will appear.

Could it be that the puppet is just a little minion who takes the lead, and the real awesome guards are still behind?

I thought in horror.

The wall behind me suddenly trembled, and I turned around and looked at it, and countless small cracks suddenly appeared on the smooth wall, which were exactly the same as the floor tiles just now!

I'll rub it, and come back!

I almost collapsed, but I sighed helplessly, holding my sword in both hands, nervously watching the crept that gradually increased.

The wall shattered into a large hole, and no monsters appeared, only a black vortex swirling slowly, which was the portal.

I exhaled, relaxed, laid the vellum paper upright on the stone table, prayed for the next unfortunate man, and walked into it and disappeared.

As soon as I saw me, I stepped into another unfamiliar corridor, but thankfully, it was far more reliable than the previous one, as I saw a bloody fat monster claw.

Looking around, but finding no living monsters, my body stepped out of the portal and stepped forward to identify it.

The stout severed hands are fat and greasy, with red blood removed, and dark green fur underneath. Goblin Warriors!

So, I'm back on the ninth floor?

But looking back and forth, this corridor is not the ninth floor that I am familiar with.

When I turned around again, I found that the portal behind me had been closed, and the position on the rock wall had become smooth, as if the portal had never appeared.

I scratched my hair helplessly.

That arm is indeed a Goblin Warrior's, and it's absolutely true that this is the ninth layer, but I'm sure it's not the dungeon in Arishi.

Looking down at the embarrassed outfit, I pondered for a moment and decided to go to the tenth floor while I still had the strength.

Since it's not Ari City, it's impossible to say that there will be a boss on the tenth floor.

There were Quincy and other outsiders before, I didn't play well, and I was afraid of affecting the Phoenix them, but now I'm back to being alone, and I'm afraid of a bird!

Shaking a pair of pig iron hand armor, I smiled and said, "Little boss of Knaidi, uncle is here!" ”

It didn't take long for me to find the portal, and as soon as I stepped out, my eyes had just brightened, and in front of me, a black thing with a fishy smell rushed towards me.

I was startled, and I raised my hand to a sword, splitting it in two.

With a click, two bloody clumps fell to the ground.

Leaning down to take a closer look, it turned out to be a big-toothed mouse!

.. I went in the opposite direction.

Ay..

I shook my head to myself and walked towards the other end of the tunnel.

On the way, there were occasionally one or two goblin warriors, and I took them out at the right time.

Soon, I walked to the end of the other end and stepped into the tenth floor.

The entrance hall is still as spacious, and the reliefs on the walls are still the same rough.

In the hall, there stood a muscular long-haired man.

He was dressed in a snow-white tight-fitting robe for priests, with a sculpted black shirt underneath, an open collar with a few laces sewn with gold threads, and a bright gray metal necklace around his neck, with a cross at the lower end, which swayed slightly between his violently swollen chest muscles.

In front of him was a metal cross more than half a man high, with many exquisite patterns carved on the cross, and at the upper end, a long metal handle the thickness of a wrist, and the end of the handle was inlaid with a round steel ball.

Although there is a cross on the chest and on the front of the body, there is no Jesus Christ in this world.

The cross represents the sun that shines brightly, meaning that it shines on the earth.

The center of the four strips represents the sun, and the four strips represent the sky, the earth, the front and the back.

I poked in and saw that I couldn't see his face clearly, his long hair hanging down in front of his head, obscured.

"Hello!"

I politely greeted and subconsciously clenched the sword in my hand.

The shadow of being deceived by the puppet not long ago has not yet dissipated, and this time, I don't dare to step forward easily, God knows if he will suddenly show a strange face and attack me after a while.

The breeze blew his long hair, and though I glanced at only a corner, I could be sure that he had a human face.

It should be an adventurer.

I'm mentally calculating.

"Hello!"

I took a step closer, it's easy to be human, and communication should be unimpeded.

As if he hadn't heard, he still stood there motionless, like a statue.

Pouting, I stretched out my knight's sword, patted the long-haired man's shoulder with the tip of it, and muttered, "It can't be a statue."

"It's not."

Suddenly, a rough voice came out of the big man's mouth, which frightened me into standing on end, and I almost slashed down with a sword.

"Hello!"

I said hello again, but he ignored me again.

Somewhat curious, I tentatively asked, "Excuse me, what are you? Performance art? ”

"That's right" The rough voice sounded again, the long-haired man shook his head, and his long flowing hair parted left and right, revealing a face with hard lines: "Do you look at me, do you look like a legendary hero?" ”

"Heh. Hehe, like, really like, it's exactly the same" I pretended to be sincere, gave a thumbs up, nodded repeatedly, and walked casually towards an entrance as I quickened my pace.

I heard that Secondary 2 will be contagious, so I want to stay away from here.

"Wait a minute!" His voice was rough and deep, and it made my ears ring.

I stopped, turned my head, and said with a black line on my face, "Anything else?" ”

"Yes" The long-haired man had a stern expression, squatted down, quickly tied the cross to his back, tugged at his collar, and walked towards me decently, probably seeing my vigilance, and stopped two meters away from me.

There was no smile on a stiff face, and a rough voice sounded again: "You are the first person to appreciate my art, it seems that we are very close to each other, are you interested in flying with me and composing an immortal legend in the dungeon together?" ”