Chen Xing heard the strange noise and guessed it was Arqiao Mu, but did not pursue him. Dealing with the Witch King and obtaining the treasure were the top priority.

He kept increasing the distance between him and the Witch King. It was very spacious, with a length and width of more than a thousand meters, allowing for long-distance sniping. On the way, he passed an upward stairway and couldn't help but stop. There was actually a fourth floor. He was somewhat

Surprisingly, is there a higher status being than the Witch King?

Maybe the person wearing the crown was not the Witch King, but someone from a higher level. But since ancient times, only kings would wear crowns, and nine times out of ten they would be correct. Then he thought of what Regel said in his message.

The "Mirror of Conservation" we arrived at. The name sounds like an artifact, maybe it's on it.

He hesitated for a moment and decided not to go up first until he solved the problem at hand.

Not long after, Chen Xing ran five to six hundred meters away, then took off the "Night Owl" rifle, pulled the bolt, loaded the bullet, and aimed at the target. The Witch King was hanging in the air, not blocked by the groups of stone sculptures, and had a wide field of vision. But

It's flying around and a bit difficult to aim.

He compressed the psychic energy bit by bit and poured it into the bullet.

The Witch King's perception range is not very wide, and he slowly circles around the sarcophagus, seemingly unaware of the danger. During the process of accumulating energy, the aggregated spiritual energy will radiate a force field outward, and creatures with keen senses will be aware of it.

After a long wait, Chen Xing finally completed his energy storage, aimed at the Witch King's chest, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

Blue flames spurted out, and the light film covering the Witch King shattered instantly and turned into dots of green light. But the Witch King was not affected, and did not even shake. His backhand was a beam of destruction.

The stone sculptures on the route instantly vaporized, and the edges melted into red magma. Fortunately, Chen Xing changed his position immediately after shooting, otherwise he would have been completely destroyed.

After shooting the beam, the Witch King raised his arm and drew a big circle again, and the spherical light film appeared again.

When Chen Xing saw this, he immediately gave up the attack. The charged shot of compressed psychic energy could only destroy the shield, but could not damage its body. And his trio had been used up, so he had to find other ways.

"Ta-ta-da!" "Ta-ta-da!" "Ta-ta-ta!"

Faint gunfire came from below. It was obvious that the people who followed him had rushed to the second floor and were fighting the living dead wizard. Chen Xing narrowed his eyes and disappeared into the group of stone sculptures.

All you have to do at this time is wait for cannon fodder.

Half an hour later, the Black Skeletons finally rushed to the third floor at the cost of one-third of their troops. They soon discovered the Witch King suspended above, and the battle was about to break out.

Hundreds of assault rifles fired at the same time, making the Witch King's whole body burst into flames. The Witch King turned his body and fired several beams of light to fight back.

Taking advantage of the exchange of fire between the two sides, Chen Xing quietly circled to the rear and then rushed out. At the same time, a figure rushed out from the side and in front, and the target was the mechanical heart suspended under the dome.

He knew who it was without looking. He drew his gun and shot, knocking the opponent back. Then he jumped up on the sarcophagus and grabbed his heart.

The touch feels like a piece of beating nephrite, warm and smooth, and feels good to the hand.

But now is not the time for research. Chen Xing, who fell back to the ground, put it in a prepared cloth bag and moved towards the stairs on the fourth floor. Based on previous experience, there may be a portal to exit on the fourth floor.

Ah Qiaomu, who was hiding among the stone sculptures, looked at each other for a few times and did not dare to catch up.

He could feel the unwillingness and hatred in the other person's eyes. In retaliation, he sneered and pointed his middle finger at the other person, so the hatred in the other person's eyes became even stronger, like a female beast that was about to pounce at any time.

"hateful!"

Seeing Chen Xing's figure disappear into the darkness, Aqiaomu bit his silver teeth and smashed the arm of the stone sculpture next to him with a "snap" sound.

After a while, Chen Xing found the stairwell according to the route in his memory and walked up the stone spiral staircase.

The stairs this time were particularly long. It took several minutes to walk up. It felt like it was more than ten floors high.

Walking out of the stairwell, a piece of gold comes into view. The wall exudes a faint golden light, and there are ancient characters carved on it.

A sphere is suspended in the center of the arched dome, slowly rotating. Looking closely, it is seen that several rings of different sizes are put together and rotate at different speeds to form a spherical object.

Below the spherical object is a towering mirror, shaped like a floor-standing coat mirror, about seven or eight meters high and two or three meters wide, with a bronze frame, carved with vines, and a ring on top.

Looking closer, there are vines on the border, but living corpses tangled together. The shape is terrifying, like a scene from hell.

Looking into the mirror, Chen Xing broke out in a cold sweat.

Standing in front of him was a mummy, with hollow eye sockets and nose, jagged teeth exposed, and white maggots squirming in the withered and yellow hair, which was indescribably disgusting.

The clothes of the mummy were exactly the same as his. Even the backpack on his body and the ring on his hand were the same. When Chen Xing made a move, the mummy also followed suit, only half a beat slower and very stiff.

Although it was a bit weird, Chen Xing quickly calmed down and continued to look for clues.

This is a circular hall with rectangular stone tablets embedded in the walls, engraved with various words. Chen Xing searched around and found a piece written in Red Earth World/Common Language.

mirror of conservation

Everything in the universe follows the law of conservation.

Whatever you gain, you must lose something;

Whatever is lost must be gained.

The mirror was discovered by the third-generation Witch King from an ancient castle in the mountains and has been around for more than two thousand years.

You can throw multiple useless objects into the mirror in exchange for what you need, so it is also called the Mirror of Wishes.

The principle is to get rid of ten and return eight, choose things independently, do not go backwards, and use them with caution.

After reading the explanation, Chen Xing returned to the mirror and tentatively popped out a gold coin.

The gold coin drew an arc, as if it had no boundaries, and fell into the mirror. But at this moment, the living corpse that looked like himself in the mirror moved. I saw it raised its hand, caught the gold coin, and then there was a dazzling sound.

A white light flashed, and something appeared in the living corpse's hand, and it flew out.

Chen Xing raised his hand to catch it and opened his palm. There was still a gold coin, but it was a little smaller.

Paying back eight out of ten means losing 20% ​​of the value.

Choosing things independently means that what you exchange for is determined by the mirror, not yourself.

Irreversible means that the process cannot be reversed and cannot be reversed.

"interesting."

Chen Xing was greatly impressed by the novelty, so he took off the sheathed knife from his back and threw it into the mirror. The knife was easy to break, and he had cut it into several holes, so its sharpness was greatly reduced, so it was better to replace it.

The living corpse "Chen Xing" in the mirror caught the sheathed knife, pulled it out and looked at it for a while, then stretched out his white bone hand and pointed at Chen Xing outside the mirror.

Looking along its direction, it is an M4 assault rifle slung on the shoulder.

"You want this?" Chen Xing asked subconsciously.

The living corpse "Chen Xing" in the mirror nodded.

Chen Xing took off his gun belt and handed the M4 over. The living corpse "Chen Xing" reached out to catch it. The scene was indescribably weird, as if he was dreaming with his eyes open.

A burst of white light flashed, and the living corpse "Chen Xing" was holding a large M4. Looking carefully, it was the more powerful M16. The living corpse "Chen Xing" shook his head and pointed at Chen Xing outside the mirror.

This time it was a strengthening silver star given by the mayor.

Chen Xing shook his head and expressed his disagreement. The living corpse "Chen Xing" pointed to his chest again, which meant that the ripper hidden inside was "seeing the intestines". Chen Xing still shook his head. The living corpse "Chen Xing" had not given up yet.

Then he pointed at the sniper rifle "Night Owl".

Chen Xing hesitated for a while and finally agreed. Although Ye Xiao was very important to him, he had a gambling streak in his character and wanted to see what good things he could get in exchange for two guns and a knife.

There was a flash of white light, and there was a rifle in the hands of the living corpse.

Chen Xing's face changed on the spot, as if he had been slapped unexpectedly. The rifle was so old that it looked like an antique that had just been taken out of a museum.

The living corpse "Chen Xing" pushed the rifle into Chen Xing's arms with both hands.

Chen Xing just wanted to curse, but found that the rifle was extremely heavy, at least three times the weight of an ordinary rifle.

He examined it carefully and found that it was a semi-automatic rifle, using 7.62mm bullets. The standard rifle magazine could hold twelve bullets at a time.

"Crack!"

Chen Xing pulled the bolt of the gun, pushed in a bullet, and then aimed at the stone tablet on the wall, concentrating his psychic energy.

The energy storage was completed in less than a second, which was almost unbelievable.

"Bang!"

The muzzle sprayed blue flames, and the huge recoil made Chen Xing take a step back. The stone tablet crackled in all directions.

This power is almost the same as the "Hunting Elephant" heavy sniper rifle sold before, but the charging time and firing speed are not the same. This is a semi-automatic rifle that can fire continuously. With this power, I will go back and install another sight.

The mirror is simply a killing weapon for precision shooters.

Chen Xing resisted the urge to throw in the silver star and the ripper knife and left the mirror. Standing there, there would be an indescribable temptation.

He opened the storage space of the ring, and a honeycomb grid immediately appeared in front of him. He first put the 5.56 mm bullets in, and then took out some 7.62 mm bullets.

The mechanical heart was still in the backpack, beating gently. Chen Xing stuffed it into the honeycomb grid. Unexpectedly, the mechanical heart seemed to be placed on the air and fell directly. Fortunately, Chen Xing reacted in time and made a backhand.

Fish it out and hook the bag.

It seems that there is a limit to what can be placed in the storage space. Chen Xing tried to put in the rifle he just got, and it succeeded. He tried the Silver Star and the Ripper again, and there was no problem, but this mechanical heart didn't work.

Now was not the time for research. Chen Xing put away his things and walked towards the stairs. After looking around just now, he found no portal, so he had to retreat along the original path.

"Ta-ta-da!" "Ta-ta-ta!" "Boom!"

As soon as I got close to the stairs, I heard gunshots and explosions coming from below. I didn't expect that the Witch King was so resistant. At least half an hour had passed since he came up, and the battle was still not over yet.
Chapter completed!