Chapter 396 Dusk Pool
Fuller followed the Night Demon Girls to the Dusk Pool, stumbling along the way. He had to protect these powerless wizards who could only stand there and chant spells.

Finally we arrived. This was an underground mausoleum with a pool of turbid water.

He stood quietly on the stone bricks, watching the Night Demon Girls kneel on the ground and enter the water.

“The dead speak the old words, and the dead are teachers.”

They prayed and waited quietly.

Fuller felt a little tormented, and he quickly moved his eyes to the ground. He regretted his previous decision, not regretting killing his friend or regretting his subsequent actions, but regretting following here. Everything here looked like a cult sacrifice site.

Perhaps the so-called Daughters of the Night and the Night Demon Girls were originally members of a cult, no different from the Mad Mystic Sect wanted by the Kingdom of Rand.

The murky pool water began to bubble as if it was boiling, and a key emerged from it.

It was a golden key. The moment his eyes came into contact with the key, Fuller developed a strong desire to possess it. He had a strong feeling that if he got this key, he would be able to open any lock in the world, any!
No "thief" could withstand this temptation, but Fuller felt that he should be able to endure it for the sake of his more distant future.

If there was no Linde Arman in this world, or if the expeditionary force failed, he would no longer be a deserter, and everything would return to normal.

They came out holding the keys.

"When do we begin summoning the Daughter of Night?" Fuller asked.

"When night falls," they answered, looking up with resentment and determination in their eyes.

……

Lind finally entered the Great Rift. With epic strength as a guarantee, he thought he should be able to go deeper, at least to see for himself what was in the abyss.

He was also very interested in those curses.

The more others are cursed, the weaker they become; the more you are cursed, the stronger you become. The more health bars you have, the more you can do whatever you want.

Going deep into the underground rift, the advantages that the undead had previously seized have been taken away by the abyss disasters over time.

The tall and pointed towers stand there, like huge swords standing upright on the ground.

Lind's arrival caused a reaction from the disaster, and the gargoyles rushed towards him first.

The principle of a big body and a weak door is not only understood by the undead. When the gargoyle pounced on him with a roar, Lind calmly retreated back into the tower.

You can resist, but you don't have to.

The gargoyle was blocked outside, roaring and trying to reach out to grab Lind. The surging breath of death was also wrapped in heat. The loud rumbling sound shook the floor tiles of the tower hall, as if the opponent's powerful force twisted the floor tiles into a vortex. Dust and gravel flew and fell on Lind's body, hitting his armor and making a series of rapid ping-pong sounds.

It's all just impotent rage.

The pure soul blade condensed and was grasped by Lind with both hands. He took a step forward and chopped vertically!

The gargoyle's body suddenly exploded, dropping a pile of ore and a dark heart of disaster from the abyss.

The chain flew out and helped Linde collect all these things.

It is difficult to understand this scene from an ordinary person's perspective. Lind only cut the back of the gargoyle's hand. Why did the gargoyle die immediately? Shouldn't its hand be cut off?

This is what makes the soul's attack so strange. Perhaps it is easier to understand it by applying the explanation of the undead.

First of all, no matter which part you hit, the person will die if the health bar is reduced to zero.

Then, Lind's attack just now was real damage, ignoring the gargoyle's stone skin that was as thick as a mountain and striking directly at the soul.

With Lind's current dozen or so emblems, plus the power of the old nobility and the curse of the abyss, as well as the epic Storm Knight, enemies at the epic level basically can't withstand more than a few of his moves.

You are just epic monsters, and I am an epic BOSS. Although I am only a beta version of the BOSS, I am still a numerical monster.

“It’s really a good place to brush materials.”

Looking at the materials exploded from the gargoyle, Lind now just wanted to dive into the magic land and find some skilled craftsmen in the advanced map to create new equipment.

I can't stay in this novice village map for even a second, and only more advanced maps can find epic and above potion recipes.

There is no point in being one step faster than the previous version. Only by being more than ten steps ahead of the previous version can you protect yourself.

Walking out of the tower again, Lind looked ahead at the mausoleums, towers, and the huge building in the distance. "We'll be able to push it down soon!"

As time goes by, more and more people join the expedition. With tens of thousands of fully armed level 30 undead, the war should come to an end.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Linde's gaze suddenly stopped on the tall tower under his feet, and then he looked into the distance.

"Even the gargoyles can't break through. No, even I can't break through the tower..."

Indestructible terrain should be the ability of the Rock King in the abyss rift.

He smacked his lips and said, "It looks like a big sword."

……

The summoning steps are somewhat complicated, which may be related to the Lady of Night's love of chaos.

The key must be hidden and then found by following the rules.

One, two, three, four, five.

One of the five Nightmare Girls hides the key, and Fuller acts as the one who finds the key.

"Can you explain it more clearly?" Fuller asked.

In fact, he never listened to the rules of the game. Being associated with "God" was definitely not a good thing, and he had no interest in becoming part of it.

Regardless of whether he was a deserter or not, he always knew clearly that believing in evil gods would not lead to a good end.

"I don't understand. Can one of you who understands the rules come out and participate?"

"The more difficult the search steps are, the easier it is to get a response from the Lady of the Night." said one of the Night Demon Girls.

"Maybe they don't need someone like me, I just don't understand." Fuller said he was helpless and couldn't do it.

The Night Demon Girls had no choice but to try to do it themselves.

This process doesn't look complicated. You just stretch out your finger and tap, then make a guess. If it's wrong, turn around and let the other person change position and continue guessing.

Sometimes even if you guess correctly, it’s useless because the key doesn’t respond.

This must continue until the Lady of Night responds.

Finally, once again!
The moment the key was found, the night demon girl who had hidden the key suddenly began to shake violently and uncontrollably. Her body was twisted, and under Fuller's gaze, her bones and joints were bent in unreasonable postures, and the crisp crackling sounds made people's scalp numb.

Her body was twisted into a knot, but the strange thing was that the night demon girl had a smile on her face, as if she had listened to the most beautiful hymn in the world and her soul was blessed.

Her skin was like a curled and contracted belt, peeling off layer by layer, curling up, and then blood and flesh burst out!
Waves of black smoke flew out from under the blooming flesh and blood.

Black smoke filled the air, engulfing the trees and occupying every corner of the sight.

The tall woman, her body wrapped in darkness, pulled at her black skirt and descended into the night.

Daughter of the night, she comes at the call.

"I understand, I understand." Her voice was as gentle as the night breeze, making people fascinated.

Fuller felt a strong throbbing from the depths of his soul pressing into his body, just like when he was a teenager he would involuntarily stare at the big leather drum under the linen skirt of a woman bending over to wash clothes. Some kind of impulse from animal instinct was gradually stripping away his reason.

Until a night demon girl spoke and woke him up.

He broke out in a cold sweat.

"Great Daughter of the Night, we have encountered a terrible massacre. Those humans who were eager to be trapped in the quagmire of war were twisted by greed and desire and committed evil deeds against us."

A night demon girl's eyes were filled with tears. She knelt on the ground and her voice trembled as she spoke.

The Daughter of the Night still used the same tone, repeating it over and over again, making people shudder.

"I understand, I understand."

(End of this chapter)