It's getting deeper again.

In the Colosseum, it was pitch black. This building, which was full of popularity during the day, seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness, dark and deep.

Amon walked alone in this dark corridor, his steps as light as possible, but whenever he stepped on the ground, he always felt a little awkward.

To be honest, this is the most unpleasant body Amon has used so far. On the one hand, his foundation is too poor, he has no trace of cultivation, his muscles are dull and dull, and he has not formed any conditioned reflexes. Even with Amon's strong consciousness, he feels a bit slow to control it.

On the other hand, the plane's consciousness is not strong enough, and if you hold it to death, it will double the increase, which is weak and powerless.

If the original body had not been advanced to the legend and the powerful dragon power of the Red Dragon Ultras was at the bottom, it could convey a lot of power to support the scene, and it would be really not easy to walk in this darkness.

"After stabilizing, you have to find time to let Richard practice immediately. In any case, personal strength is the basis of everything."

In the darkness, Amon stopped after this thought flashed through. He closed his eyes slightly and began to twist his body. His movements were not large, but he could always stretch his muscles and ligaments at the limit of his body.

As a legend of the road achievements of warriors, Amon's understanding of the body has long reached a point that mortals cannot imagine. Although it is just a temporary body movement, after some exercise, the muscles gradually become hot and feel much better.

When he set out again, he became much more agile. After quietly flashing out of the corridor, crossing several gates, avoiding three waves of patrols, two fixed posts, and multiple magic traps, he finally came outside a complex.

Located in the southeast of the entire Colosseum, there are dozens of houses similar to cages, and many of them go deep into the ground. The building materials are made of black prison stones and are made of magic steel. There are also many imprisonment arrays used to suppress the activity of power.

Next to it is the training camp for the guards of the entire Colosseum, an elite guard with more than 100 people garrisoned all year round, ten pure-blooded human silver pedestal warriors, two arcaneists and several arcane apprentices.

Crossing the walls of the Colosseum, in the other direction of the training camp, it is a patrol camp in Dector. Although it is not clear how much power there is, there are definitely legendary strong men in charge.

The defense here is so strict, naturally because in history, countless "jailbreaks" and riots have occurred here.

That's right, this is the residence of the gladiators, and countless fierce warriors are imprisoned.

There are countless monsters and monsters detained here, and even powerful monsters summoned from different planes.

After Amon arrived here, he became more and more cautious, and almost used all the power he could mobilize to cover his breath. He even found the route from the perspective of God, found the door lock key, and made several simulations to move forward.

But even so, he was careful every step.

And his ultimate goal is the innermost and most luxurious one of all the "jail cells", the residence of the Bill Bear Warrior and Walter.

The dark corridor was separated by a long distance before a candlestick embedded in the wall was lit. The fire could only illuminate an extremely limited distance. Amon, like a ghost in the dark, slowly moving in the most inconspicuous way.

After spending half an hourglass, Amon finally found the main door and breathed silently. He had to sigh that it was really not easy.

It's just a matter of fact, it's finally here!

At the door, Amon first tidied up his clothes. Well, there was actually nothing to tidied up, but with this action, he tidied up his mood.

Then there is the transmission of increased power. The vast force originating from the body enters the body through the nightmare, and in a very short time, it oscillates the surrounding space at an extremely small frequency.

So, a twisted vortex arose, and he disappeared from the spot, walked through the door, and entered the room.

This is the development and reuse of spatial rules. It is one of Amon's recent understandings. It can achieve space leaps within a very short distance, similar to teleportation technology, but the teleportation distance is really short. Even the body can only be controlled within four or five meters, and it does not have much practicality.

However, it is still possible to use it to penetrate the wall!

Well, although Amon consciously has not been clear on his path to progress, he has just begun to expand his width to the surroundings in the legendary realm.

Especially the understanding and development and application of rules, as a person who often "plays" in the origin of the plane, it really has a great advantage.

However, in the next second, when Amon's eyes returned to normal, he saw dozens of steps away, a man as strong as a brown bear was sitting by the bed, looking at him!

...

Time pushes forward a little.

The night was really deep, and Walter had already fallen asleep. He was barefoot, with bandages everywhere, and blood oozing out in some places.

In his arms was a cat woman, a wild and enchanting woman lying in the daytime, but she was curled up and looked extremely quiet.

But at this moment when everything was silent, Walter suddenly opened his eyes, and in the dark, it seemed as if two bright lights suddenly lit up.

The cat woman next to her seemed to feel something, and was about to wake up, but she was pressed by a big hand and gently pressed her hard, and the cat woman fell into a coma.

Walter gently placed the catwoman aside and sat up. The injuries on his body brought bone-chesting pain, so that his brows furrowed unconsciously, but the steel will made him ignore these things, and his movements were still sensitive and powerful.

He stretched out his hand and stroked it to his chest, where an originally inconspicuous pendant was held in the palm of his hand.

The pendant is very small, and the connected rope is close to Walter's skin color. It is always inconspicuous, but when it is held in the palm of Walter and brought it to his eyes, it is not difficult to find that this thing is very strange.

It is not like a metal carving, it has a fleshy texture similar to an animal carapace, and its appearance is even more peculiar. It is only the size of a mung bean, but it looks like a lock like a hexagram, with hollow carvings, and something seems to be filled with it.

Then, at this moment, the object in the center of the bell began to shine. At first, it flashed like a firefly, not bright, but as time passed, the light became more and more powerful, and even a cluster of flames ignited.

What's even more peculiar is that the flame is not hot, and the range of illumination does not expand with the increase of brightness, and stops in Walter's palm.

"This, this holy object actually ignited?"

"Prophecy, prophecy has come true, savior? Is there really a savior?"

Even though it came to pursue the prophecy, Walter still widened his eyes and looked in disbelief.

He is a warrior of the bear clan and the youngest legendary powerhouse.

He was even the "destined person" selected by the Great Elder himself. For this reason, he picked up his bag without hesitation, left his home, and followed the inexplicable guidance to come to Dekentel.

He became a gladiator in the Colosseum, fought for his life and death in countless life-and-death battles, and searched for the savior.

However, nothing has been found!

Yes, he has been here for three years. From the initial gladiator to the gladiator in the entire Colosseum, his side job was very "successful", but his main goal was nothing.

But just when he was suspicious that he was about to give up, the legendary guiding light actually lit up the holy object given by the Great Elder Anduin?

At this moment, as a legendary strong man who could kill the magma strider with bare hands, began to doubt his eyes. He even rubbed his free hands. After confirming that he was not sleeping, he opened his eyes again and looked at the holy relics.

And that holy object still emits a fire!

"This is true, savior, there is really a savior!

I found it, really found it!”

Even with Walter's heart, it was difficult to suppress his mood at this moment, but then, a more important question emerged in his heart.

"But what about the Savior? Who is the Savior?"

It was at this moment that Walter suddenly turned his head, his eyes seemed to be able to look through the darkness towards the door.

There, there are subtle spatial fluctuations, which are really subtle, just like a breeze blowing by, inconspicuous.

But now, just under his nose, there is no need to hide.

Then, a dark figure quietly emerged in the subtle spatial fluctuations!

...

Walter's residence is very special. If you want to say that it is luxurious, it is actually not bad. It has a fireplace, a bookstore, a kitchen and a living room. Even when it comes to the furniture, it is all fine.

The ground is even covered with exquisite cashmere blankets, and the large bed is enough for Walter to roll on it. There is also a huge hot spring bathhouse and a wide range of food and wine.

As a legend, even a prisoner-like gladiator is still a legend. Even the treatment he deserves will not be deducted by the stingy goblin merchant Grand.

But the problem is that this place is a semi-jailed residence after all, and there is no partition between the various functional areas. After opening the door, the entire room is completely visible.

Then, at this moment, Amon and Walter were staring at each other, staring at each other, both of them were a little confused...

Amon felt guilty about being a thief and being caught by the owner directly, and was even more embarrassed. His previous plan was completely disrupted. At this time, he didn't know how to speak?

Walter was also stunned. There was no way to do it. He almost had his wishes come true. The savior ran to him. Who would he put it?

Everyone has to be unbelievable!

Then, the holy thing that broke the dullness between the two was actually the holy object.

When Amon appeared, the flames burned more and more, and even spread out the entire pendant, turning into a flame that seemed to be there and not, floating towards Amon.

Amon was not alert. To be precise, he took a look with caution, but under some extremely strange sense of familiarity, he did not make any moves.

And in his perception, this flame is strange.

The burning of flame requires fuel, and the other party's fuel is actually the power of a nightmare. To be precise, it is a little breath that is overflowing from the power of a nightmare.

In other words, this flame is actually fueled by the breath of nightmare.

In this breath, the cluster of flames had reached Amon's approach. They did not directly contact Amon, but instead floated in front of him as if they were intelligent.

Amon instinctively stretched out his hand, and the flames fell, and burst into a handful of burning flames in his palm.

At this moment, Amon seemed to hear a lot of people talking, complicated and disorderly, but he really wanted to stare and distinguish, but he seemed to have nothing to find.

At this moment, Amon finally knew the name of the flame in front of him - Nightmare Fire.

The fire of power that can only be controlled by the Lord of Nightmare, but the effect is still unknown!

It was also at this moment that Walter stood up excitedly. He stepped in two steps and arrived in front of Amon. His mountain-like body actually knelt down and said excitedly: "Great Savior, I have finally found you."

Amon: "…"
Chapter completed!