Chapter 404: Breakthrough 3

Three days later.
Kaffi Evil Cave.
Dejiaer's magic hand, sitting quietly on the seat outside the library.
In the outdoor passage, in addition to him, there are other evil spirit guards and quiet guarding passages.
After a while, a slight whistling sound suddenly broke from the library room.
Degar's magic hand looked up, and quickly got up.
In the rumble, the door of the library opened slowly.
Lin Sheng walked out slowly from the inside.
He seems to be different from before, his body seems to be glowing with white light, temperament and posture, which are much more indifferent than before.
"Is this the place to return?" Lin Sheng glanced around and determined that he was back in the library of the magic hands.
He turned his gaze and saw Dejiaer's magic hand guarding the door.
"How long has it been since I left?" He asked directly.
"Return to Lord, more than twenty red and black transfers have been made."
The red-black shift is a unique timing method of the evil spirit cave. There is no sun and moon here, only day and night.
Day is red, and night is darkness.
Twenty red and black transfers means that twenty days have passed.
But Lin Sheng actually only passed three days in reality.
"I didn't notice it before. Now it seems that the time flow here should be much faster than reality. It has been more than three days in the past, but more than twenty days have passed here."
"That is to say, stay here for seven or eight days, and the reality will only pass one day. What a bargain!"
Lin Sheng was satisfied.
"Well, tell me, where else is the cave of Caffeepo not cleaned by me?" He asked blandly.
"There is only one last place, but the lord there is a marshal. His subordinates originally intended to take over the territory for the adults, but unfortunately ..." Dejiaer's magic hand bowed his head, ashamed.
Lin Sheng estimated that this guy was rushing over in the name of his name, and suddenly a marshal popped up over there, and did not give him face.
So he was beaten without hesitation.
"Take me to see." Lin Sheng was too lazy to make nonsense.
Now he has this qualification straightforward.
Dejiaer's magic hand did not dare to say more, and quickly sent out the order through the soul technique, and then led Lin Sheng to slowly leave the library and return to the ground.
When it reached the surface, there were already three evil spirit generals outside, and hundreds of elite spirits had been waiting for a long time.
These are the bases of the magic hand clan, and now they are Lin Sheng's.
"Sir, please get on the horse. This is a mount we have prepared for you. Its name is Orga the Gorefiend."
Dejiaer's magic hand brought Lin Sheng a tall giant horse that was as dark as blood.
This giant horse also seems to be a kind of evil spirit, covered with sharp black heavy armor.
From a distance, this guy is full of metal armor, extremely thick, and his body is full of barbs, bumps, spikes, blades and so on.
It doesn't look like a horse at all, but looks like a terrifying war!
The Blood Demon Oga quietly walked in front of Lin Sheng. It was very calm, but scarlet eyes looked like Lin searched peacefully, watching Lin Sheng peacefully.
"Blood Demon Oga? The name is too long. You will be called the Blood Demon in the future." Lin Sheng reached out and stroked the beast-like war horse mane. The other party did not refuse.
Silence, strength, like a silent active volcano, can explode with terror at any time.
Lin Sheng rolled over and rode up.
Although he was riding for the first time, his strong body control allowed him to stabilize his body balance in the first place, like a mountain, steady on the Blood Demon's back.
Degar's devil sighed with relief in the back.
This horse, however, exhausted his strength and forcefully persuaded him.
The Blood Demon Oga is a powerful evil spirit with him at one level, but the Blood Devil has been searching for the strong and wants to restore the glory of the warhorse before his death.
But such existence has never been found. Occasionally encountered a strong man, but many people's form does not need a mount at all.
Until Lin Sheng was born.
Dejiaer's magic hand tried everything, and finally thought of the best gift suitable for humanoid creatures like Lin Sheng.
So he took his hand to the Blood Forest, and after a hard fight, he finally convinced Oga the Blood Demon and convinced him that there was an unprecedented strong man here.
The result is now.
The Blood Demon acknowledged Lin Sheng, and Lin Sheng also liked Blood Demon Oga. And he is more satisfied with his magic hands.
This is a win-win situation.
At this time, under the leadership of Dejiaer Devil, the entire Devil's Hand tribe went to a demon spirit territory in the final cave-Gear Black Tower.
This is the only tallest building in the entire Cave of Kapfi. It is also the only building.
It is also the oldest unique landmark in the entire cave.
After Lin Sheng and others arrived, the longitudinal horse stopped hundreds of meters away and looked at the tower.
The tower is hexagonal, black throughout, slightly thicker at the bottom, and gradually tapered at the top, until the tip becomes sharp.
"Our evil spirits possess extraordinary wisdom and power, but we are never keen to build buildings."
Dejiaer's magic hand looked at the Gear Black Tower from afar, with complex eyes.
"Because in the evil spirit world, huge crust changes occur every so often, and when the world turns over, any building can only be damaged or collapsed.
Therefore, we can only protect a small number of buildings as storage space. "
"However, this Gear Black Tower is not the same. It has survived many times of ups and downs and is still intact.
We have tried to analyze its secrets. But in the end it failed. Because we can't cut any pieces from this black tower. "
Lin Sheng nodded slightly, expressing understanding.
Degar's magic hand took a deep breath: "Sir, let's go in.
Inside was the evil marshal who would rather resist. And his ethnic group, the sinful family.
What they are good at is the relatively rare ability to erode and poison among the evil spirits. Because they occupy this indestructible black tower, the marshal of that evil spirit has not been able for hundreds of years ...
Flip-flop.
Lin Sheng suddenly rushed forward, interrupting Dejiaer's magic hand.
The goblin's thick and heavy horseshoes stepped on the ground, making a heavy vibration.
Lin Sheng was wearing a heavy white armor, and even his head was wrapped in a puppet helmet, which complemented the blood demon covered with heavy spikes and seemed to be one.
"Those who have never felt power will sleep in hallucinations."
Lin Sheng slowly reached out his hand.
The wide palms point at the black tower.
"Facing the truth ..."
He clenched his fist gently.
An invisible twist is like ripples, with Lin Sheng as the center, slowly spreading and transpiration around.
This twisting flame hovered up into the sky.
In the sky, the walls of huge dark red caves began to crack, tremble, and cracks appeared.
哧 .....
Silently.
A huge column of white and pure light broke through the cave sky and fell straight down, covering the entire black tower with tranquility and quietness.
The huge beams of light are soft and bright, full of sacredness and purity.
At a glance, people can think of peace, quietness, holiness, and purity.
But such a holy light is the most poisonous poison in the face of thousands of evil spirits in the black tower.
The moment the beam of light fell, tens of thousands of evil spirits mourned, and black smoke erupted from the whole body, turning into pure evil spirit beads and falling to the ground.
A very small number of evil generals and elites at the above levels are struggling to support, and they are covered in pans.
They endured indescribable pain. Look at Lin Sheng in the distance with hateful eyes. Anxious to devour his flesh and tear his soul.
Lin Sheng's burly and strong body was shrouded in heavy pure white armor. The face armor covered his face. He could not see his expression. Only a pair of golden eyes stared at the black tower calmly.
Looked at the huge pillar of Holy Power that enveloped the black tower.
The Degar hands behind him were frightened and twisted, and they trembled, afraid to make any sound.