Global Trial

Sometimes, Xia Mingdong hated props like the Blood Slave Bracelet, but sometimes he had to be grateful.

After all, there is an extra BUFF bonus, and the effect is particularly obvious. People who originally used one to block ten, with one more BUFF, can block one hundred with one.

To use an inappropriate adjective is pain and happiness.

Ren Sheng walked in front with a paralyzed face, and was the first to open the door of the oil painting gallery, pretending not to hear the conversation between the two behind.

Cen Heng wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, he was very conflicted, and finally decided to follow Ren Sheng's example.

So this time the leader became Ren Sheng.

The ceiling of the corridor had already touched the top of Ning Ge's head, and Ning Ge had to lower his head slightly to walk.

Ren Sheng opened the door of the oil painting gallery, feeling as if he had entered a magical world.

The oil painting is jumping in the frame, as if it is cheering for something.

However, they all know that what they are facing is not a welcome, but an attack like a large army pressing down on them.

The shields produced by the trial system also have durability. They took one by themselves just now, and the durability is basically only about 30% left. Of course, Ninge has more left over. After all, he uses less than others.

Several people walked to the end of the paper clip, Xia Mingdong saw the oil painting belonging to 1.

The number under the oil painting "The Boy Playing the Flute" is 1, and the other two oil paintings numbered 2 and 3 have disappeared without a trace.

"The Piper Boy" has also been changed, the most obvious is that the golden music pipe on the boy's body has changed its shape and turned into a key, the clues are already very obvious.

But time has also become extraordinarily tight.

The four took out their shields, and Ning Ge directly exchanged his own shield with Xia Mingdong. Xia Mingdong got Ning Ge's shield with 53% durability left, and Ning Ge took his.

Cen Heng looked at Xia Mingdong enviously, and asked Ren Sheng without hope: "Look, can we exchange it? Although the durability should be about the same, yours should be a little higher than mine."

Ren Sheng clutched his shield tightly, without any intention of exchanging it.

Cen Heng: "..."

Probably, he has not found true love yet.

The black tide quickly spread across the entire room. Cen Heng looked at the city full of wind and rain, and couldn't help asking Xia Mingdong: "Fourth, are we really going to the antique museum? Isn't that just going to die?"

Xia Mingdong: "If you die, you have to go."

Cen Heng vomited blood: "Why?"

"Because we only saw the key."

Cen Heng didn't understand Xia Mingdong's dumb words at all.

He now understands the assistants in those detective novels very well. It is too difficult for the detective to speak half of each sentence.

When the blackness spread to the whole area and all the oil paintings jumped out of the frame, something sharp pierced the back of Xia Mingdong's neck.

Some pain, more numbness.

He felt weak all over his body, and managed to hold on to the shield to pass through. The attack was already hitting them like a storm.

For the last time, the maliciousness in the oil painting gallery seemed to be undisguised, all of it was exposed, the hand protruding from the tide had become the size of an adult, grabbing Xia Mingdong's feet vigorously, trying to pull them one after another go in.

Cen Heng was accidentally pulled off a small piece of clothes, and was immediately swallowed into the black tide, slowly disappearing as if melting.

Cen Heng shuddered.

The last light group flew from not far away, and the characters in the oil painting pressed towards them one after another.

Dozens of oil paintings in the oil painting gallery all gathered towards the four of them.

All the characters in the oil painting came out, some noble ladies held fans, some held ribbons, and some used their hair as weapons.

Most of the men held guns in their hands, and one of the leaders held up his sword, as if calling for an attack.

The animals also ran out, the antelopes rushed around, and the scenery also used the advantage of the location to attack them and affect their state.

The oil painting gallery was extremely chaotic, Xia Mingdong and the others did not dare to lean against the wall, they could only stand in the middle, being flanked by front and back.

At this time, Xia Mingdong said without hesitation: "Everyone buy another shield."

Now is not the time to be stingy with points, life-saving is the most important thing.

Everyone bought another shield, including Ningol.

Before the light group arrived, Xia Mingdong commanded: "Ren Sheng, Huo Gong, Cen Heng, try to shoot."

Ren Sheng breathed fire at the oil painting frame and thundered.

When the oil painting frame is damaged, the characters inside will move slower, as if they are waiting for the oil painting frame to be repaired.

But when the painting frame is repaired, they will resume action without hindrance.

Ning Ge got Xia Mingdong's blood buff, and used the three weapons at the same time, all placed in the space box, switching seamlessly.

He changed back into the form of a black cat, and poked his head out from between the shields, with a sharp dagger in his mouth, but he jumped out in the blink of an eye, and the dagger immediately cut off the foot of a painter.

When the oil painter aimed at the black cat on the ground, Ninge turned back into a human form and slashed the people around him with the space sword.

When all the hatred was concentrated on him, he immediately became smaller again, using his flexible body and extremely fast speed to escape behind the shield.

Ning Ge is almost playing with those oil paintings.

Xia Mingdong saw that there was no danger for the time being, and concentrated on dealing with the coming light group.

The light group has come to the top of Xia Mingdong's head, circling non-stop, the trajectory of the flight seems to be irregular lines.

Xia Mingdong looked at it for a while, then grabbed a place, "I'm still playing with the Pythagorean theorem."

Just like the situation in the antique museum just now, as soon as Xia Mingdong grabbed the light ball, all the oil paintings approached them in an instant, and when they came to them, their weapons were all aimed at them, and the durability of the shield dropped very fast, almost unable to support even ten seconds.

This time, Guangtuan quickly asked the question: "What metal was used to fire the blue color on the blue and white porcelain of the Tang Dynasty?"

Seeing that the long sword was about to pierce the shields of the four of them, Xia Mingdong hardly had any time to think, and answered without thinking: "Cobalt."

The oil painting stopped attacking in an instant, the blackness faded, and Cen Heng fell to the ground panting heavily, very scared.

"Damn it, that thing is aimed at my heart, it's almost there, I feel like I'm going cold."

Xia Mingdong: "It's okay, it's not really cold if it's cold in the dungeon, I will rescue you back."

Cen Heng looked at Xia Mingdong movedly: "Fourth brother, I really like these words."

"Let's go." Xia Mingdong said, "We have no time to waste."

Cen Heng got up from the ground, put away the tattered shield, and said with a mournful face, "We are really at a loss. This level has wasted so many points, and I don't know what it can give us."

Xia Mingdong's gaze slowly swept across all the oil paintings, and he sneered, "Heh."

Cen Heng seemed to have a premonition of something, "Fourth, what plan do you have, what are we going to do, can you tell me?"

When they walked out of the oil painting gallery, the height of the ceiling had become very low. Ning Ge had to walk with his waist bent, and Ren Sheng had to bow his head.

Xia Mingdong looked at it, and suddenly smiled: "Actually, the jumpers still have a very good advantage at this time."

Ren Sheng: "?"

"Back to the animal form, the height drops instantly, and there is no need to bend over."

Ren Sheng: "..."

They passed by 659, and this time even Cen Heng noticed, "The position of this trial officer has never changed, this time it won't be like before, the collection is at the feet of 659, right?"

"No." This time Xia Mingdong gave an affirmative answer, "I won't play a routine twice, it's not under 659's feet, but..."

They still want to subdue 659 and get clues.

Xia Mingdong walked to the front of the antique museum and wanted to open the door of the antique museum. This time Ning Ge was one step ahead of him and directly opened the door of the antique museum for him.

Cen Heng was originally mentally prepared that the antiques inside were alive and kicking, but unexpectedly, when they pushed the antiques away, what they saw were black walls.

Cen Heng said in a low voice: "Why do you feel so peaceful, and you don't see anything else?"

Xia Mingdong poured cold water on it, "They are all at the end of the paper clip."

Cen Heng: "...It hurts my heart."

"The clue is also at the end of the paperclip."

Xia Mingdong took a deep breath, motioned for them all to go in, and closed the door of the antique museum.

This time Xia Mingdong walked very slowly, without any intention of walking fast.

Cen Heng: "What's wrong?"

Xia Mingdong said slowly: "I'm thinking about one thing."

"what?"

"If we all go to the end, we may not all come out."

Cen Heng: "...Indeed, there is such a possibility."

If the attack just now is doubled, they may not be able to get out, and the shield does not know how long it can last.

Cen Heng raised a possibility: "Fourth brother, do you think it's feasible for us to wear an invisibility cloak this time and put on both layers?"

"Probably not." Xia Mingdong shook his head, "As soon as we get to the end, we will face indiscriminate attacks. You and Ren Sheng don't need to go in this time."

Cen Heng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that what Xia Mingdong said was quite reasonable, it was useless for him to go in with Ren Sheng, he couldn't help analyze the clues, and he would hold back.

"Then you go in with Ninge?"

Xia Mingdong closed his eyes, and asked Ning Ge seriously: "Are you confident that you can go in and out freely, and at the same time bring a doll with you?"

Ning Ge: "What do you mean?"

Xia Mingdong said directly: "Like the time with vampires, don't rush to answer, the answer is very important, it concerns the lives of both of us. If you feel unsure, I will think of other ways."

Ning Ge didn't answer in a hurry, he closed his eyes and thought for a while, and said seriously: "Yes, both of us can go in and come out again."

Cen Heng listened to the riddle-like words, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"That means." Xia Mingdong stretched his waist and walked forward, "I am ready to sacrifice, and I will pass through the gate of hell with Ning Ge. I have a feeling that the last clue is the most important and the most critical one."

"It's so heroic..." Cen Heng was quite worried, but suppressed it and didn't show it, "I still want to see you in a few minutes."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely see it." Xia Mingdong blinked at Cen Heng, "Actually, I'm quite sure, I even thought about how to get revenge."

Cen Heng: "..."

It seems to be in vain to worry about.

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