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In the second-floor dungeon of No.40, a dark purple light that wriggled like a living creature was concealed on the surrounding stone walls, and a black shadow was running wildly in the passage. Behind this black shadow, there was a frenzy composed of countless monsters.
"Crack, click, click..."
On the way of the black shadow running wildly, small stone fragments continued to fall from the stone walls of the caves along the road. As the stone fragments fell, a series of deep red cavities inside cracked on the stone wall, and a new birth was born. monsters fall out of it.
"Tsk, in the way..."
Staring at the new monsters blocking the way forward, the black shadow——Chen Mo's foot speed did not decrease, and the two long swords held in his hands crossed each other in an X shape. Starlight converged on the blades, and the sword intent rose violently, crimson Sword Qi swirled around him like a hurricane.
The moment when the light condensed on the blade reaches its peak.
"Zheng-"
Qingyue's sword sounded, and at the same time, two strong silver-white rays of light instantly illuminated the entire 42-story cave.
After a while, the sword light dissipated, and in the gloomy passage, starting from Chen Mo, all the newly born monsters within a distance of tens of meters turned into corpses and fell to the ground without a sound.
Cold eyes stared at the seemingly unharmed corpses of these monsters, as if he had just done a trivial thing, Chen Mo didn't even change his expression, just holding the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, his figure turned into a black shadow, Rolling up a gust of bloody smell, it rushed straight to the entrance of the vertical staircase at the end of the passage.
Less than a few meters behind him, all kinds of Lv.4 and Lv.5 monsters pushed each other, forming a raging frenzy, charging forward one after another.
"Puff--!"
As soon as he rushed into the passageway of the vertical ladder, Chen Mo staggered and fell to the ground. At the same time, his hands holding the sword trembled like sifting chaff, his chest cavity expanded violently with the rapid breathing, and the lungs continued to send out pressure. A tingling sensation with the smell of blood.
Ten hours... or twenty hours?
I can't remember...
He only remembered that before entering the dungeon, the bright moon outside the Tower of Babel was hanging in the sky.
"system."
Holding the long sword in both hands, he propped up his body from the ground, and when he breathed a little more evenly, Chen Mo called out the system light curtain.
"Name: Chen Mo
Race: Human - Adventurer Lv.2 (6739/10000) - Hestia Familia
Age: 23 (150)
Height: 178cm
Weight: XNUM X kg
Spirit: 55 (100)
Strength: 53 (100)
Agility: 69 (100)
Endurance: 61 (100)
Constitution: 70 (100)
Occupational inheritance: [Black Swordsman]
Energy: 887452.31/1000000"
In just a few days, by continuously leapfrogging and killing high-level monsters to obtain a huge amount of experience far exceeding that of killing small monsters, Chen Mo has already filled up more than half of the Lv.2 adventurer's experience points, and all attributes have also been obtained With the corresponding improvement, until now, his highest physique has even broken through 70 points. Under the effect of the skills of solo players, it can be multiplied by six times, which is a full 420 points. It can be said that if he and Burt fight now In a match, he could easily win with just a flat cut.
But even so, in the face of the overwhelming monsters in the dungeon, he can only stop at the current second floor of No.40, and if he goes down, he is not gambling for his life, but looking for death—as he enters the deeper floors, the underground The speed at which monsters are born in the city will continue to accelerate. If he doesn't care about holding his breath and rushing, he may be able to rush to more than a dozen floors, or even rush to dozens of floors with the light of his heart, but when he wants to turn around and come back, he will have to There is only one dead end.
After browsing his own attributes, Chen Mo also recovered a little bit of physical strength at this time, so he lifted the blade and started to head towards the upper floor.
When he came here, he killed all the way down, and it would be inevitable to go back to another massacre.
……
Outside the Tower of Babel, in the open space of the atrium of the square, it is now afternoon, and even the most industrious adventurers are enjoying their lunch while resting and accumulating energy for the afternoon battle.
"Cui la—"
Just as everyone was recuperating, a sound of sticking sounded from the gate of the Tower of Babel, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
"Cui la, Ci la..."
Stepping on the sticky monster's blood on the soles of his feet, leaving footprints on the ground that exude a strong bloody smell, Chen Mo walked out of the Tower of Babel without saying a word, raised his head and squinted his eyes to see the slightly slanting sun in the afternoon, It seems that the chilling sword sound of metal chimes is still lingering on him.
Black clothes, black hair, black pupils, two swords, and the sharp edge that seems to tear the skin...
Almost the moment they saw Chen Mo, the adventurers who were resting outside the Tower of Babel recognized his identity.
A man who possesses these qualities at the same time can't be found in the whole of Orario—the young blade of the Hestia family, [the dark holy sword user], Chen Mo.
Feeling the looming awe-inspiring murderous intent on Chen Mo, almost all adventurers couldn't help but start guessing.
I haven't heard any news about this Holy Sword Envoy all morning. There is no doubt that he must have entered the dungeon last night, and he didn't come out of the Tower of Babel until this time... Such a heavy bloody smell, presumably Was it after a brutal fight with the monster?
Thinking of this, the adventurers immediately felt ashamed.
They had only been fighting for less than a morning, and they had already started to rest, while Chen Mo stayed up all night, fighting the monsters in the dungeon day and night.
While feeling ashamed, they looked at Chen Mo with more reverence.
The changes in the eyes of the adventurers around did not affect Chen Mo at all. He habitually supported the hilt with one hand in order to maintain the blessing of the [One-handed Sword] skill on attributes, and then walked out of the square outside the Tower of Babel , rushed towards the base camp of Jian Yulei's family.
In the dungeon before, when Wa Ming asked him to go to the middle level to rescue Kashima Sakura, he had promised him a request from Jian Yulei as a reward.