I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 228

The material used to build the thatched hut is not ordinary steel, but refined iron that has been refined many times. It is extremely hard. Although Francis' knight spear is sharp, it cannot be broken in a short time, otherwise, Han Dong wouldn't just lie in the shadow of the thatched hut when he was unconscious, but Francis broke open the thatched hut and lay down inside the thatched hut.

Boom, boom, boom~
The spiritual spear stabbed at the fine iron gate of the thatched cottage again and again, each time it could only stab a small dent, but Francis was not discouraged, stabbed the spear, retracted the spear, stabbed again,...

Just like this, he kept stabbing toward one point.

Han Dong clicked his tongue and stabbed it dozens of times, each time at the same point. Francis' marksmanship was more accurate than he had imagined.

Han Dong originally wanted to go up to help, but after thinking about his spiritual weapons, whether it was a spiritual meteor hammer or a spiritual flail, they were all blunt weapons. It would be more troublesome to break open the refined iron gate, so he gave up.

After waiting for half an hour, Francis still didn't pierce the fine iron gate, but his face was expressionless, like a precision machine, and the knight's spear in his hand didn't tremble or deflect, hitting the first one every time. In the small pit once, but at this time the pit has become the size of a fist.

This kind of physical strength is already a bit shocking, and it is even more shocking to be able to guarantee accuracy for such a long time.

More than half an hour later, Francis still didn't feel a trace of fatigue. Han Dong saw that the depression in the center of the refined iron gate was getting bigger and bigger, like an upright hourglass, at least a little bit sunken inward. How deep is it.

Boom~
Francis stabbed the long spear in his hand again, this time it finally pierced through the fine iron gate, and the entire blade of the spear pierced through. Francis' face did not change at all, he silently retracted the long spear, and then began to change. A position stabbed.

The moment the fine iron gate was pierced, the red siren sounded again, this time it seemed louder than when Han Dong was found gathering herbs.

However, all the mechanical puppets have been destroyed, even if the sirens sound again, it will not help.

Francis punctured a few more places in a row amidst the sound of the alarm, the distance between the holes was very small, as if it had been carefully calculated.At this time, the refined iron gate was already dilapidated, like a colander, covered with holes the size of fists.

Soon, Francis put away the spiritual knight's spear, but waved his fist, and slammed it hard at the refined iron gate.

White light shone on Francis' fist, and one could even see the fierce energy condensed into a cone shape, wrapping his fist tightly.

Broken Mountain Cone!
With a soft shout, Francis' body, driven by his fist, quickly rushed towards the refined iron gate.

Boom~
There was a deafening roar, and the whole thatched cottage trembled violently, and the fine iron gate made an overwhelmed friction sound, and a hole appeared in the center of the gate that could accommodate one person to pass through, and the cracked fine iron gate The fragments were still attached to the gate, and because of Francis' punch, all the fragments were bent inwards, showing a radioactive shape.

"Master, you can go in now." Francis said to Han Dong standing respectfully beside the fine iron gate with a knight's spear in his hand.

Han Dong nodded, lowered his head and got into the thatched hut.

These thatched huts seemed to be resting places for mechanical puppets, but Han Dong felt that if that was the case, these thatched huts didn't need to be all made of refined iron.

Entering the house, I saw several rows of charging plugs on one side of the wall, which should be the place where the mechanical puppet replenishes energy, and on the other side, there is a pyramid-shaped sacrificial altar.

Around the sacrificial altar, there are countless white bones scattered, but these bones are all strange shapes, and they don't look like human beings, but some alien races.

It's as if someone once hunted and killed alien races, and then piled up the corpses of these alien races here for sacrifice.

"Master, the items on the altar, I feel powerful energy fluctuations, they must not be ordinary things!" Francis said suddenly, pointing at the altar.

"Is there any treasure? It's exactly what I thought." A smile appeared on Han Dong's face.

Those mechanical puppets seem to be taking care of the herbs in the plantation, but the way they take care of them is too simple and rude, otherwise, the herbs in the plantation would not grow randomly like weeds.

At that time, Han Dong was a little skeptical, but now he is more certain that these mechanical puppets should be the guardians of the treasures on the altar, and taking care of the herbs in the plantation is just a matter of convenience.

Han Dong stepped forward, wanting to see what treasures were on the altar, but suddenly felt that the bones scattered around the altar suddenly started to move one by one.

Click, click~
Countless white bones began to attract each other and connect with each other, and it seemed that they were going to be combined into bone monsters.

A smile appeared on Han Dong's face. This was probably the last line of defense to protect the altar. He refined the former sacrifices into the guardian of the altar.

"Master..." Francis stepped forward with a long gun in his hand, and made a warning action to prepare for battle.

Han Dong waved his hand and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm the best at dealing with these undead creatures."

As he spoke, he took out a few bottles of Holy Light Potion from the bag at his waist, and threw them at the skeletal creatures that were about to condense into shape.

Boom, boom, boom~
There were a few slight cracking sounds, and golden flames instantly rose up, enveloping all the skeletal creatures inside, and heart-piercing wailing sounds came out from these bones.

These skeletal creatures were burned to ashes by the golden flames before they could really condense into shape.

You must know that those who can be selected to this altar as sacrifices were all very powerful and strong during their lifetime, and none of them are much worse than mechanical puppets.

However, it was much easier for Han Dong to deal with them than the mechanical puppets. The mechanical puppets were almost able to kill Han Dong, but in front of the holy light potion specially aimed at dark creatures, these skeletal creatures hadn't shown their strength yet. was all purified.

Seeing all the bones turn into ashes amidst howling, a smile appeared on Han Dong's face, he glanced at Francis and said, "I'll go up and have a look, you wait for me here."

After finishing speaking, Han Dong walked towards the altar and walked up the steps to the top of the pyramid altar.

"This is..." Han Dong looked at the items placed on the altar with a look of surprise in his eyes. After hesitating for a long time, he stretched out his hand, wanting to pick up the items placed on it for a closer look.

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(End of this chapter)