Chapter 3681


    No one replied, because no one knew if this kind-looking middle-aged man was actually a ruthless


    person.


    No one wanted to say the wrong thing and end up dead.


    The middle-aged man continued, “The second floor requires you to survive the war in the murals. The


    longer you persist, the greater your chance of surviving!”


    As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, Morine saw a huge mural on the ceiling of the


    second floor.


    The moment he saw the mural, Morine raised his guard and activated the River Burial Illusion.


    Only this time, the River Burial Illusion did not wake Morine up from the mural world.


    He vaguely felt a magic circleunching from under his feet, and he entered the mural world the next


    second.


    Before he entered, he clearly felt that the middle-aged man seemed to have cast a glimmer of light on


    everyone before they entered the mural. Moreover, Morine clearly felt that the light was actually


    draining the energy from his body.


    Morine immediately understood that the mural world was probably just a magic circle cast by the


    middle-aged man.


    The reason why this middle-aged man sent his people to capture outsiders every year was probably


    rted to his practice method.


    If the only way for this middle-aged man to improve his practice level was to absorb the energy of


    others, it would not be surprising if he had to capture so many people and bring them inside. However,


    Morine had no chance to expose the middle-aged man’s true colors now. That was because Morine


    was already in the mural world.


    At this time, he was dressed in armor and held a steel sword and shield in his hand like a soldier.


    In front of him were countless soldiers in the same armor.


    Morine tried his best to mobilize the energy in his body. Although not much, he could still mobilize part


    of the energy. This energy was enough for Morine to persist in this mural world long enough.


    Morine’s steel sword was covered in ayer of red-white mes, and he rushed into the mob of


    enemies, swinging his sword continuously.


    Blood sprayed before his eyes. With every swing of his sword, he could take away a person’s life. The


    red-white me was a deadlier weapon.


    Anyone who touched Morine’s steel sword would turn into a fireball. Morine’s eyes were covered under


    ayer of red as if he was lost in this endless killing.


    Suddenly, Morine felt a chill in his heart.


    Under this stimtion, Morine’s uncontroble killing intent subsided just barely. That chill came from


    the heart of the merman king.


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    Morine returned to his senses. He did not expect that the damaged merman’s heart, which had


    integrated with the source of life, would actually y a role at this time. If not for this merman’s heart,


    he might be lost here forever.


    At this time, the appearance of the so-called mural world also changed in Morine’s eyes.


    There was no armor on his body, and scarecrows that looked like puppets stood in front of him.


    However, the others were still immersed in their killing spree.