I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 899

One of the tasks of Baron Boris returning to his ancestral land is to find the crown of thorns and bring it back to the clan. If he can't even control it, how can he bring this semi-artifact back?

After controlling the Holy Light Beetle, the location of the Crown of Thorns naturally appeared in the mind of Baron Boris. He walked straight towards the temple in the center of the city, ignoring the possible treasures in the ruins.

This is the treasure of a city. Even though most of them have been decayed and abandoned due to the long history, if you search carefully, you will definitely find something of value.

The eyes of the other two blood races were full of greed. They could stay in the ancestral land for a long time, and they were unwilling to leave after completing the task like this.

"Lord Baron, why don't we search for the mission items separately?" A blood race suggested tentatively.

Baron Boris faltered, glanced at the two of them, with a half-smile on his face, nodded and said: "Okay, you guys go to find the Wailing Scepter and the Grand Duke's Blood Essence, and I'm going to find the Crown of Thorns , and finally meet at the mouth of the cave!"

The Wailing Scepter used to be the patriarch's scepter of the Uriel clan, representing power and glory. Unfortunately, during the plague virus, the Uriel clan patriarch at that time stayed in this city permanently for the sake of most of the clan members. , the patriarchal scepter in its hand, which represents the rights of the entire Uriel clan, was also left in this city. One of the tasks of Baron Boris and others was to bring back the former patriarchal scepter.

"Obey, Lord Baron!" The two blood races were full of excitement. Now that the Holy Light Beetle has been subdued by the Baron, there is no longer anything that can threaten them in the ruins of the city. , that would be too wasteful.

Looking at the eager backs of the two, Baron Boris had a look of coldness on his face, and said to himself: "The danger in this city is not only the holy light beetle..."

These two people, like Jesses, are both geniuses of the Uriel clan, and their cultivation has progressed extremely fast. In just a few decades, they have already possessed the strength of the Broken Star Realm. If the purity of the blood can reach the standard , they can obtain the title of blood baron.

You know, it took Boris hundreds of years to obtain the title of baron. Looking at these young juniors who are only over 100 years old and have just grown up, they will soon be equal to him, Boris said in his heart It is impossible not to be jealous.

Therefore, Boris was not willing to share the situation in the Holy City with the other three, and Jesses died in the hands of the Holy Light Beetle because of his greed and aggressiveness.

If the remaining two blood races follow Bo Ruisi honestly, complete the task and get rewards, they will soon be promoted to the blood race baron, but unfortunately, the two of them were blinded by greed, and Bo Ruisi naturally followed suit. Watching the backs of the two disappear into the ruins of the holy city, like two little ignorant beasts, they automatically jumped into the mouth of the beast.

At this time, Han Dong was already standing in front of the hole in the rock wall that had been dug out in the mine. The area of ​​the underground cave in front of him was beyond his imagination. Han Dong could never have imagined that there was a place under the mine. The existence of underground cities.

"It's so spectacular. It's unimaginable that the blood race built an underground city here!" Han Dong's eyes were filled with amazement. It is extremely difficult to build such a magnificent city even if it is placed on the ground. Built in an underground cave, the difficulty has increased by more than ten times!
With a thought in Han Dong's mind, the spiritual wings behind him waved slightly, and his body flew straight up, flying towards the distant city.However, before flying for a long time, Han Dong suddenly felt alarm bells, and subconsciously gathered his spiritual wings, his body fell towards the ground like a stone.

woohoo~
A low whistling sound suddenly sounded in Han Dong's ear, and a fierce gust of wind swept across the top of his head, cutting the spiritual power wing on the right in half.

bang~
The shattered wings of spiritual power exploded directly in the air, turning into countless dots of glittering and translucent spiritual light, which slowly dissipated.

Han Dong's face became ugly. Although the weaving and construction of spiritual power wings is not complicated, it is extremely cumbersome. The construction of each spiritual power feather is simply more tiring than moving bricks. Now that a wing is directly destroyed, it takes another It would take at least half a month to build from scratch, which made Han Dong, who was already familiar with flying with spiritual power wings, feel a little angry.

His body kept falling towards the ground. Han Dong raised his head and looked into the sky. Dozens of gray ghosts with a length of several meters appeared above the empty cave. These ghosts let out a shrill roar. These roars It actually directly affected Han Dong's mind, and there was no sound in his ears.

when~
In the sea of ​​consciousness, a crisp bell rang, and Han Dong's expression changed!
This ghost howling sound actually touched the passive defense of the Nether Ancient Clock, how could this be possible!

"Reaper, kill them!" Han Dong ordered with a thought.

The next moment, a phantom of a god of death wearing a black robe and holding a scythe appeared above Han Dong's head. The head with a hood slowly lifted up. The sickle slashed through the void toward the gray ghost figure more than 100 meters away.

Poof, poof, poof~
In an instant, the whole body of the gray ghost wandering above the cave exploded, turning into clouds of gray smoke, and finally dissipated.

For all ghost creatures, the phantom of the god of death is definitely their natural nemesis. Even the souls of fallen gods cannot withstand the phantom of the god of death, let alone the phantoms with only star strength.

The phantom of the god of death slowly disappeared, and returned to the ancient Nether clock. Han Dong was very satisfied with being able to freely control the phantom of the god of death.

"It's a pity that it can only target ghost-like undead creatures, otherwise..." Han Dong couldn't help sighing in his heart, otherwise, the power of the phantom of the god of death is stronger than that of the undead insect soldiers who cast the God Killing Art fear.

Baron Boris, who had arrived at the temple at this time, seemed to be aware of it, and couldn't help turning his head to look over the cave behind him.

"It seems that someone has touched the air defense of the Holy City..." Baron Boris said to himself.

Flying is prohibited in the holy city of Vatican. The sky is full of ghosts that can perform soul stabbing attacks. These ghosts are usually invisible, but once someone flies to a certain height, these ghosts will attack. .

Soul attacks are extremely difficult to defend against. If there is no countermeasure, even a moon-level powerhouse can hardly deal with these ghost attacks with only star strength.

Even though hundreds of years have passed, countless treasures have all been turned into rubbish under the erosion of time, but these ghosts can still exist for at least a thousand years, and the forbidden space domain still exists.

Baron Boris pondered for a moment, shook his head, and walked towards the temple. The Crown of Thorns is in the temple. As long as he can obtain the Crown of Thorns, with this semi-artifact, Baron Boris can have a power comparable to that of a blood prince. Strength, the Uriel clan will regain its place among the thirteen clans.

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(End of this chapter)