Celine shook her head, indicating that she did not know either.
"Let's go. No matter what, two groups of people have already entered." Garon walked through the wooden door.
Behind the door was a hall the size of a living room. The walls of the hall were carved with countless strange human faces. Some were crying, some were laughing, some were scared, some were sad, some were cold, some were wooden, and so on.
The walls of the hall were filled with grey-white stone faces. They seemed to be arching out of the walls, trying to escape. There were at least a thousand of them in all directions.
Celine could not help but lean closer to Garon. The two of them continued to walk towards a huge stone door on the opposite side of the hall.
The right half of the door was open. Obviously, someone had already entered.
Just as they walked through the stone door.
Screech!!
In front of them was a stone passageway that led downwards. Suddenly, more than ten metal rods pierced out from all directions, blocking the passageway like sharp thorns.
Garon pulled Celine back a step.
Screech!
The metal rods immediately retracted, revealing the dark passageway in front of them.
"Be careful, it could be dangerous." Celine suddenly warned. "I smell a horrible stench approaching us quickly."
"Stench?" Garon was stunned. Suddenly, he stared at the walls on both sides of the passageway.
There was a small black hole on each wall, both the size of a fist. Two dark green bug-like creatures slowly crawled out of the black hole. After these two creatures crawled out, they spread out their locust-like wings and flew up quickly, revealing their full appearance.
The two bugs looked like little girls with bug wings. Their skin was dark green and covered with a smooth hard shell. They had large breasts and thin waists, but their faces had a strange sense of evil.
The bug girls flapped their wings quickly and made bug-like hissing sounds. Looking at Garon and Celine who had barged in, the two bug girls opened their mouths slightly, revealing saw-like sharp teeth.
"They're elves!" Celine took two steps back and put some distance between them. "These are the legendary elves. Be careful! Their teeth are very sharp! "She slowly pulled out her belt and stared at the two elves floating in the air.
"Elves?" Garon was speechless. These creatures looked like this, yet they were called elves. It was a little out of his standard of beauty.
"Garon, protect me! Little fairies especially liked to eat little girls. They will definitely all attack me! "Celine shouted nervously.
"Huh?" It was only then that Garen noticed that the two Fairies were staring at Celine with greedy and naked eyes.
Buzz …
The two little elves pounced on Celine. He didn't even look at Garon as he circled around him from both sides.
Pa!
Garon reached out with his right hand and grabbed one of the elves. With a flick of his left hand, the other elf was sent flying into the wall.
Holding the sprite felt like holding a beetle. It was cold and hard without a trace of warmth.
"It's just like an ordinary bug. So weak." Garon frowned.
"Be careful. Pixies have very strong bodies. Our Neptune Fist once recorded them in a book. They are very difficult to kill!" Celine hurriedly reminded him. "Fire, drowning, stabbing with sharp knives, I've tried everything, but I can't kill them!"
"So powerful!" Garon's frown deepened.
On the other side, the little elf that was sent flying into the wall flew up again. It glared at Garon fiercely before flapping its wings and rushing towards him.
Pa!
Garen sent her flying with a slap and pressed her against the wall, pressing her down.
Bam!
The wall caved in with a palm print. Large amounts of fine sand and dust fell from the wall and the stone corridor.
Releasing his palm, the little elf was unharmed. It was just dizzy from the pressure and couldn't stand up for a while.
"So strong!" Garon was finally surprised.
Crack!
Suddenly, he felt pain in his right hand. He quickly let go of the little elf in his right hand.
Retracting his hand, he saw a small bite wound on the side of his right palm. The little elf's teeth had easily bitten through the hardness of his skin.
"Let's go! Break the metal rod and rush over. " Celine pulled her belt and sent the other little elf flying. It was dizzy and couldn't get up for a while.
Garon followed behind Celine and rushed towards the place where the metal rod came from.
Crack!!
The metal rod suddenly pierced out and was kicked by Garon. With a crack, it broke in half. The two quickly rushed past the metal rod and left the little elf.
After running for a while, there were many forks in the stone corridor. Celine didn't hesitate at all. She sniffed and rushed forward.
Following the stone corridor down a few stone steps, they finally saw a black arched door more than ten meters tall. The door was completely open, revealing a spacious black stone hall.
The stone hall was brightly lit. In the middle of the hall, there was a black altar with a silver double-edged sword stabbed into it.
The double-edged sword's appearance was unusually beautiful and exquisite. It was like two little elves that Garon had seen before. They spread their wings and hugged the sword.
The sword was as wide as a palm, and there were several fist-sized mysterious symbols engraved on it. The two little silver elves on the hilt smiled strangely and hugged each other symmetrically, one on the left and one on the right.
At this moment, the hall was filled with muffled sounds and the occasional roar of someone.
Bam!!
A huge creature slammed into the door frame, and the entire underground hall shook. More and more dust fell from above.
Only then did Garen and Celine see the creature's face clearly.
It was a five meter tall giant elf!
It was exactly the same as the little elf they saw before. Its body was green, full breasts and a slim waist. Its body was naked, and its body was covered with a hard shell. Its mouth was full of sharp teeth, and its face was unusually ferocious.
Hiss!
The giant elf roared and rushed in again.
Garon and Celine quickly followed through the door.
In the hall, Duskdune Shura and Flamingo were standing quietly beside the altar. Flamingo held the black sword in his hand and casually slashed at Beo and another person's attacks.
The three of them clashed together, and the sound of their attacks was like a storm.
Bang!
Beo was sent flying by the sword and slammed into the wall. He slowly slid down and spat out blood. It seemed like he was hurt badly.
Flamingo held the sword in one hand and casually swung it. A silver arc suddenly lit up in front of him.
Clang clang clang clang!!
Another bearded man in military uniform stood in front of the arc with a short axe in his hand. His body shook violently, and his skin faintly appeared with fine blood spots, as if countless red bumps had suddenly grown on his body.
"Split!"
Flamingo raised his sword and slashed downwards.
Bang! There was another muffled sound, and the bearded man was sent flying as well. He rolled on the ground a few times before lying down on his back. The short axe spun in the air and stabbed into the side of his head.
When Garon and Celine entered the hall, they saw a woman in a black suit leaning against the wall. Her face was pale, and her chest was pierced through by a short sword. She was pinned to the wall, and there was a large pool of blood on the floor.
The woman was still alive, and was still struggling to get the short sword out of her chest.
Garon and Celine's entrance attracted everyone's attention.
Hiss!!
The giant sprite flapped her wings, bringing with her a strong gust of wind as she pounced towards Flamingo. Her hands were filled with sharp nails, like tiny daggers.
Clang!!
Flamingo's eyes lit up, and the black sword in his hand didn't move at all. However, a silver cross appeared in front of him, and blocked the elf's attack.
Sparks flew between the cross and the elf, and the elf was sent flying. Just like Beo, she crashed into the wall, and the wall behind her cracked.
Her giant body was dizzy from the attack, and she couldn't get up again.
Flamingo raised his chin slightly, and drew a circle with his sword. He looked at Garon and Celine. He had single-handedly defeated Beo and the other two and even blocked the angry giant elf's attack with ease.
Garen noticed that from the beginning to the end, Flamingo did not take off his black cloak. He was fighting with only one hand. In other words, these masters and a legendary creature didn't even have the right to be serious.
"Take care of yourself." He whispered to Celine, and walked towards Flamingo in big strides.
"What? You want to fight for the Sword of the Elf and the Blood of Eternal Life too? "Flamingo looked at Garon provocatively. "The Blood of Eternal Life can only be consumed after it has been refined. It's useless even if you have it. Only the Immortal Palace knows how to refine it, and only if you join us will you have the right to use it. "
Garon shook his head, "I've just heard about the Blood of Eternal Life, and I don't know anything about it." He looked around at the rest of the people in the hall. Beo and the others were either heavily injured or unconscious.
"Then what's your purpose in coming here?" Flamingo seemed interested, "You should know that there's a lot of danger here right?"
"Of course." Garon nodded, "My purpose is simple, since you're from the Immortal Palace. Then please tell me, where is Sylphalan? "
Duskdune Shura and Flamingo, who were standing at the side, were stunned. They exchanged glances, but didn't say anything. Flamingo's nonchalant expression turned a little more serious.
"Sylphalan … Why are you looking for him?" Flamingo was silent for a while, and asked slowly.
Garon didn't answer, and just looked at him calmly. He knew that these two must know where Sylphalan was. Now that he had fought so many people, and although he didn't look any different, he must have been exhausted. He was confident that he could take them down. After all, compared to Beo, he was now a stronger Grandmaster of Combat, close to Duskdune Shura's level.
"Forget it, Flamingo." Duskdune Shura suddenly spoke. He slowly walked up to the altar, gently grasped the Sword of the Elf, and pulled it out.
Hiss …
With a slight sound of friction, the Sword of the Elf was slowly pulled out.
"I've achieved my goal this time. The sword is yours, there's nothing here that I want. Let's go. "
Duskdune Shura turned and walked towards the door.
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