It proved that Jiang Xiao was overthinking. Don't even mention inserting torches on multiple levels, he couldn't even fill the first level. He only managed to put some around the entrance to the space gate... Visibility was very low in other areas.
Whoosh!
A burning arrow sliced through the darkness. The crimson flames didn't disappear in a flash, but left a residual line of fire in the direction it traveled.
The faint line of fire lingered for a long time, bringing a glimmer of light to everyone.
It turns out, climbing the tower not only requires strength, but also luck.
Each level inside the tower was extremely large. Apart from the central stone pillar, which could be considered a landmark, everything else was uniform stone walls, like a giant maze.
Want to find the stairs to the upper level at the first try? Too difficult.
Want to speedrun the tower?
You should probably avoid getting lost first...
The four-person team had been walking around the first level for 15 minutes. They even saw two other training teams, but they hadn't seen a single Ghost-Faced Monk.
And now, they had stepped into the darkness, obviously entering the ambush range of the Ghost-Faced Monks. So everyone remained vigilant, searching for any Ghost-Faced Monks that might be nearby.
Zhao Wenlong took the lead. As a close-combat king, he was the one who could withstand the front.
Of course, Zhao Wenlong had also invited Jiang Xiao to walk in front with him, but Fang Xingyun, who was protecting the child, refused.
He's just a support! He's still a child! Why would you have him walk in front with you?
Zhao Wenlong was speechless.
Support my foot! A melee support who chases Xinghe Battle Mage all over the field with a knife?
And Jiang Xiao was extremely happy.
Teacher Fang, mwah~ I'll have to bless you with a few... after we get back.
Hou Mingming was in the center. She was a special agility-based warrior, specializing in archery. She could unleash the output effect of a ranged magic class. If the trio could really be considered a team, then Hou Mingming was the undisputed core output.
Jiang Xiao followed behind Hou Mingming, feeling very safe, because behind him was Star Ocean expert Fang Xingyun.
Look at this formation! This configuration!
This is the team status that a support should enjoy!
The four people, cobbled together, actually gave Jiang Xiao a sense of teamwork.
Ding!
The burning arrow pierced into the wall far away, still burning, providing light for everyone.
Following the trajectory of the fire arrow, this lingering line of fire slightly illuminated the surrounding environment.
Without a doubt, everyone had strayed deep into the maze. There was a dead end ahead.
In this dark dead end, there wasn't even a single Ghost-Faced Monk.
The more you want to see them, the less you meet them?
Or is the first level of this ancient tower periodically cleared by the local Guardian Legion?
Helpless, everyone turned back. Jiang Xiao suggested, "Don't wander around aimlessly, and don't rely on luck. Just stick to the right side and turn right when you see an intersection."
Passing by Jiang Xiao, Zhao Wenlong, who was once again taking on the role of the vanguard, nodded and said, "A very ancient method."
Bullshit!
Although it's time-consuming, it's definitely effective. You won't get lost, and you'll eventually find the stairs to the upper level.
Since the road back was the one they had just walked, everyone quickened their pace, not wanting to waste time.
"Going to the right." Arriving at the exit of the dead end, Zhao Wenlong turned right, his figure disappearing from everyone's sight.
The next second, a muffled sound came, and Zhao Wenlong flew out backwards.
Because Jiang Xiao was still in the dead end, in his line of sight, he only saw Zhao Wenlong turn right, his figure disappear, and then with a "whoosh," he flew back, his figure disappearing on the left.
Turn the corner and meet love?
What kind of creature could send Zhao Wenlong flying back? Even if it was a sneak attack, that speed was extremely fast, right?
It must be a Gold-rank Ghost-Faced Monk!
So is it a Gold Monk or a Cloth Monk?
In an instant, a figure flashed through Jiang Xiao's sight again. The Star Power hat with dark silver threads made Jiang Xiao freeze for a moment.
It's not a Gold-rank creature? It's a Silver-rank Silver Monk?
Haha! You screwed up!
Zhao Wenlong, oh Zhao Wenlong, you have this day too!
Jiang Xiao hurriedly ran forward, intending to support his teammate.
However, Hou Mingming's reaction made Jiang Xiao freeze for a moment. Sister Pea didn't move at all, and the black feather arrows in her hand had already been fired in a string.
The black feather arrows, emitting a faint light, shot straight out, turned left at the entrance of the alley, and disappeared from Jiang Xiao's vision.
Damn, this archery master doesn't play by the rules?
She already possesses perception-type Star Techniques, and the black feather arrows she shoots can also turn. It seems they also have an automatic tracking effect, so she doesn't need to move at all.
She doesn't need to move, but Jiang Xiao can't. Jiang Xiao's bell has always traveled in a straight line. Although it can return, it can't make an arc turn.
Helpless, Jiang Xiao, who was rushing forward, could only draw the giant blade from his back, turn left at the alley entrance, and come running with his sword. But he only felt a chill down his spine, his hair standing on end, and gusts of cold wind coming from behind.
Turn the corner and meet love?
No, I caught a cold in this corner...
Jiang Xiao didn't even fully turn his body around, and a backhand slash had already swept out.
The giant blade was covered in a rich cyan light, but it brushed past the sole of the attacker's shoe.
Then, the enemy's offensive overwhelmed Jiang Xiao.
Fast, too fast!
Is this a Peng spreading its wings, or a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey?
Jiang Xiao's giant blade swept horizontally, the enemy leaped lightly, illusory clothes danced with the air currents, and under the hat with dark silver threads, was a dark ghost face, with an extremely eerie smile on its face.
Jiang Xiao didn't even have time to raise his head, only time to raise his eyes. In his line of sight, a large black foot was infinitely magnified...
Bang! Jiang Xiao was kicked out by this foot.
His nose tingled, and he almost cried...
Jiang Xiao lay on his back on the ground, sliding backwards for several meters, barely stopping, but found that Zhao Wenlong was lying next to him, with a dark foot on his chest. Obviously, he was being stepped on.
The two turned their heads to look at each other, seeming to understand each other's eyes.
Zhao Wenlong: You're here too?
Jiang Xiao: ...
The next moment, Zhao Wenlong's figure easily flickered. At some point, a faint shadow had appeared behind his enemy.
And Jiang Xiao also quickly flipped to the outside, because his enemy was stomping down again.
Jiang Xiao scrambled to his feet, still staggering, when the Silver Monk behind him suddenly tilted its body. A string of three black feather arrows shot from its side, and then shot towards Jiang Xiao.
Jiang Xiao held the giant blade horizontally in front of his face, but the three black feather arrows quickly turned their heads and shot towards the Ghost-Faced Monk again.
Under the hat of dark silver threads, the Ghost-Faced Monk let out an eerie smile, which was very terrifying. The illusory raincoat on its body suddenly lit up with a dark silver light!
Its dark claws grabbed a corner of the dark silver raincoat, pulling the raincoat in front of its eyes. The three black feather arrows accurately shot towards its dark ghost face, but were all blocked by the raincoat.
Bang bang bang!
The exploding black feather arrows emitted a thick black mist. The Ghost-Faced Silver Monk was pushed back three steps by the impact of the black feather arrows, and then its figure merged into the black mist.
"A'da~" To Jiang Xiao's right front, in Zhao Wenlong's battle group, he had already achieved victory.
The hand wrapped in fist tape, Zhao Wenlong, made a strange cry in his mouth, and the Star Power in his hands splashed out in stars, instantly blasting through the enemy's heart.
It really blasted through, Zhao Wenlong's fist came out from the other side's back!
Pfft...
The Ghost-Faced Silver Monk spat out a mouthful of black blood, splashing Zhao Wenlong's face!
And the black mist far in front of Jiang Xiao had dissipated, but... the Ghost-Faced Silver Monk who had just attacked him had also disappeared.
Ambush! Skillful! Intelligent! Doesn't linger!
This is just a Silver-rank creature!
My God~
What kind of strength would the Gold-rank creatures here have?
What kind of other-dimensional creatures would be in the upper dimensions at the top of the ancient tower?
"Over there." Hou Mingming's voice suddenly came, raising her hand and placing a black feather arrow on the bowstring, but Hou Mingming didn't release it.
Hou Mingming frowned slightly, and the black feather arrow in her hand gradually transformed into a crimson fire arrow, and did not attack the target, but shot straight out.
The fire arrow drew a crimson line, passing through the center of the corridor, leaving a line of fire.
And at the third entrance on the left, a Ghost-Faced Monk leaned against the wall, leaving everyone a side view.
Its dark right hand was raised, and two fingers with sharp nails pinched the brim of the hat, like an ancient martial arts master, gently pressing down on the hat with his fingers.
It didn't leave, just silently leaned against the wall, the wide raincoat it was wearing hadn't returned to its illusory form, and the top was already covered with dark silver lines, looking lonely as snow, waiting for the enemy to arrive.
"A'da~ da~" Zhao Wenlong, with a face full of black blood, smashed the head of the Ghost-Faced Silver Monk with a punch, panting heavily, his trembling body not stopping for a long time.
But even with such a scene, the Ghost-Faced Silver Monk at the third entrance in the corridor still didn't leave.
Hou Mingming thoughtfully turned her head and looked at Jiang Xiao, saying, "Yours."
Jiang Xiao was stunned for a moment, still a little unaccustomed to the high-intelligence ghost-faced creatures here.
Hou Mingming continued, "Yours."
Jiang Xiao swung the giant blade in his hand, his face full of fighting spirit. Damn it, you ambushed me just now, do you really think I'm an easy target?
"Xiao Pi!" Fang Xingyun hurriedly shouted.
Jiang Xiao waved his hand and strode over, "It's time to show real skills!"
"Hee hee... hee hee hee hee..." At the third entrance of the long corridor far away, the Ghost-Faced Silver Monk made an eerie laugh, the sound was sharp and extremely terrifying, making people shudder.
The Silver Monk used force on its back, using the rebound force of the wall, stood up straight, raised a finger, and tapped the brim of the hat with its sharp nails.
Jiang Xiao finally saw its ghost face clearly, above the big mouth that almost stretched to the cheeks, there was no nose, only two eyes with dark silver light.
No pupils, only a piece of dark silver.
What the hell is this creature?
Jiang Xiao had a disgusted look on his face, neither human nor ghost, will I have nightmares if I see it at night?
Seeing Jiang Xiao's reaction, the Ghost-Faced Silver Monk's smile grew even bigger.
It was simply no longer a mouth, like a deep wound, making people very worried, if its smile got any bigger, would its head directly break open...
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Six fire arrows flew over Jiang Xiao's head in a row, flying diagonally upwards, piercing into the six-meter-high ceiling, like lights, illuminating this part of the corridor.
Hou Mingming casually flicked her hand, and the dark black bow and arrow disappeared without a trace. She crossed her arms, her eyes fixed on the battlefield, and said, "Ghost-Faced Monks like to ambush and sneak attack. There are very few situations where they take the initiative to duel."
Jiang Xiao held the knife horizontally and immediately said, "So?"
Zhao Wenlong took out his Silver Monk Star Bead and said, "It should have taken a fancy to your knife."
Jiang Xiao said in confusion, "Couldn't it get my knife by sneak attacking?"
Zhao Wenlong continued, "Or rather, it wants to learn your swordsmanship."
Jiang Xiao was stunned for a moment.
Yo ho!?
Here to learn?
"Okay!" Jiang Xiao shouted loudly, scaring the Ghost-Faced Silver Monk on the opposite side. The big mouth that stretched to its cheeks closed, and a pair of silver eyes stared blankly at Jiang Xiao.
Jiang Xiao raised his knife and pointed at the Ghost-Faced Silver Monk, saying, "Just for your heart of risking your life to study! If I lose, I'll give you the knife! If I win, I'll let you go!"
Fang Xingyun looked at the drama queen not far away and said quietly, "Xiao Pi, it's just a kind of demon, don't give it too much inner drama."
Jiang Xiao: "..."
Chapter 833 Show Real Skills