"What trial?" Brian stood there calmly, looking up at the deep void transformed from the roof, and asked tentatively, "What if I refuse the trial?"

"This is the rule that we must follow as visitors to step into our Saruk realm without authorization, and the rule we set is to undergo the trial of the spire."

"In front of the great Saruk Witch, no visitor has the right to refuse, they can only obey and accept unconditionally!"

The indifferent voice echoing in Brian's mind suddenly became extremely cold.

"Boom!"

Brian suddenly felt his mind as if a fireball with explosive damage was falling into it, and a deafening roar broke out.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful spiritual pressure mercilessly shattered Brian's spiritual barrier.

The hot air wave suddenly changed to absolute zero, making him fall into an extremely cold frozen field, and it seemed as if he had completely frozen his soul. Even the air seemed to have slight ice slag condensed.

The bone-bone-black cold that penetrated deep into his bone marrow and soul made him shudder.

Just as Brian was about to cast his psychic energy and arcane to resist the powerful pressure of the double spiritual realm with all his might, this feeling that made him fear receded like a tide.

Come quickly and go quickly.

In an instant, his body melted like ice and snow, recovering as before. As the cold dissipated, the frozen blood began to circulate, and his whole body became warm and comfortable.

This instant change made Brian realize that from the moment he stepped into the witch spire, he completely lost the initiative and could only follow the other party's rules of the game and continue.

After all, the other party can break through his own spiritual barrier effortlessly and apply this unknown pressure and fear to his soul and body.

After experiencing this terrible ability personally, he almost had no power to resist.

The most important thing is that Brian couldn't believe that the space here had been silently blocked at some point.

As a legendary spellcaster who mastered the power of the law of space, ordinary space locks could not stop him from casting teleportation spells. However, the blocked space here not only gave him no hope to break it, but he also noticed a faint trace of divine power.

This is the power of the true god, a power of rules that ordinary people will find difficult for them to master in their entire lives.

This made Brian secretly realize that there was a god sleeping in this witch spire.

As for who this god is, he already had an answer in his mind, but he was not sure yet.

"I am willing to accept the trial of the Saruk's spire." Brian stared at the void, calmed down, and said calmly.

The situation is now forced to follow the rules of the game here.

"Smart choice, adventurer." A cold voice sounded again.

As soon as the words were finished, a series of messages appeared directly in Bryan's mind.

These are the three trial options given to him by the Guardian of the Minaret, which are:

1. Kill Hydra Lizard "Normal": You will be teleported to an unknown space to fight a legendary Hydra Lizard composed of pure energy. If you win, you will pass the trial.

2. Kill the Scale Seed: You will randomly face the Scale Seed race that inherits the Witch’s bloodline. This is a group of Scale Seeds with strength to reach the legendary realm, created by Saluk Witch of the Melshok Empire.

3. Kill the Demon Ao Elder "Hell": You will face the alien monster Felin Demon Ao, who is even older than Saluk Witch.

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"Does the difficulty of the trial mission have any effect?" Brian recalled the choice that appeared in his mind, stared at the void, and asked actively.

"As a wise race who visits the Saruk's spire." said the cold voice:

"When you complete the challenges we have set, you will receive corresponding rewards, and the difficulty of the trial task will directly affect your final gains."

"So that's it." Brian nodded thoughtfully.

For him, if you choose an ordinary legendary Hydra Lizard, the problem is not very big, and it is not even challenging, so the options of difficulty and hell made him a little hesitant.

Logically speaking, it is natural to choose the difficulty level, which is the safest thing to do, but Brian doesn't want to do this.

After all, this is a witch spire of the Creator race. There is a very likely sleeping in it. The hidden rewards can be imagined.

He couldn't guarantee whether he would have the next chance to come here, so he would never give up the opportunity to receive the highest reward for personal reasons.

"Then..." Brian pondered for a moment, then asked cautiously:

"Can I use any form of power in this trial? Or is this challenge with any special limitations?"

If there are no rules that limit your own strength, in order to get the highest reward, Brian doesn't mind choosing a task with hell difficulty and challenging Elder Demon Aoi.

"Whether it is external power or your own power, this is your personal strength." Although the voice was cold, it made Brian sound very comfortable. "In front of the great Saruk Witch, we only focus on the results, not on the process."

"Since that's the case, I choose to challenge the third item and kill Elder Demon Aoi." Brian took a deep breath and slowly spoke out his decision.

"Very good, your courage is worthy of praise." The cold voice said with emotionlessness, "I wish you a happy challenge."

As soon as he finished speaking, Brian felt the dizzy feeling when he first entered the witch spire.

After he opened his eyes, he realized that he had been teleported to a dark space.

It looks like a dark area, with countless glowing weird fungi, clusters growing in the wet corners of the cave, like the starry night sky, shining with sickly radiant light.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! At this moment, a dark purple light appeared from the dark void, and then fell silently on the ground.

Then the light condensed quickly like a galloping stream of light, and in the blink of an eye it turned into the energy body of a Feilin Demon Aoi.

"This is a true simulacism of the legendary level." The voice of the golden dragon Paralandaks, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly rang in Brian's mind.

While pumping the air conditioner, he exclaimed: "Sure enough, as I expected, the Creator Race has already mastered this level of spells."

"What level?" Brian didn't bother asking why the other party had just disappeared, and curiously raised his inner doubts.

"This is a legendary spell that can trace back to the origin of the race." Jinlong said:

"In the era of Thunder, Wu Zi mastered a kind of racial medium and then used simulacid techniques to perfectly copy their body and strength. It is said that the original Naga, Winged Lizard Man, War Lizard Man, Snake Man and countless other long-extinct races were created by them by studying these spells, otherwise they would not be called the Creator Race."

"The magic of the Creator Race is indeed mysterious." Brian also continued, "After all, the magic knowledge recorded in the Sex-Nail scroll includes Wu Zi's magic achievements."

After saying this, he couldn't help but secretly expect that if he could put all the color-resistant scrolls together, could he also achieve magical attainments to the level of the Creator race, or even the weaver known as the "Interstellar Colonists".

"Yes, otherwise Kalsas would not have developed the 12th Ring of God's Demonic Art." Paralandask sighed.

Then, he seemed to remember something, and then widened his eyes and suddenly guessed:

"Boy, do you think Ms. Lost is looking for the Goddess Mistera this time against Goddess Mistera, and trying to use this powerful magic to directly replace Goddess Mistera's magic net. Otherwise, why would she go to Mess Zhuono to steal another complete set of color-resistant scrolls and use it as a medium for the ceremony?"

"It's unlikely." Brian shook his head slightly, "After all, this spell was just a research by mortals. How could it be useful in the battle between gods? Besides, when this spell takes effect, it will not only be known by the target in advance, but also through the goal's consent. The reason why Karthas was able to successfully cast was completely due to the curiosity of the first generation of magic goddesses."

This is like stealing an account. Before stealing an account, not only does it harshly to the other party, saying that he wants to steal an account, but also asks the other party to send the verification code.

"That's true." Jinlong nodded, "but I still think that the purpose of Ms. Lost Lady's followers stealing the color-resistant scroll is not as simple as Ogasla's prophecy."

"Forget it, let's not discuss this issue for now." As if he noticed that Elder Mo Kui was about to take shape not far away, he quickly changed the subject and reminded Brian with a solemn expression:

"Be careful, we are facing an elder Demon Kui who has not suffered any damage in the slightest strength." "Compared with the one you dealt with in the ruins of Guangyao City, it is even better."

Brian looked at Elder Demon Ao who had successfully transformed into a illusion and nodded, but did not believe all of Paralandask's words.

After all, when they were in Guangyao City, they were facing an elder of Demon Kui who had reached the high-level legendary field. Although they had not recovered to their peak state, they became very resistant to beating with the blessing of the Mither energy core with divine power.

If Evereska's elf elder had not mobilized the power of the twelve mountains to mobilize the power of the mysterious locks, they would have never been able to completely kill them.

And the elder Demon Kui in front of him is different.

His strength is at most about the medium-sized legend, and he is still transformed with pure energy, so he is naturally not as terrifying as the real Ferlin Demon Aoi.

"The owner of Wu Zi Pit Tower is not stupid. He also knows that Feilin Mokui likes the environment in the dark area the most, and even the battleground has helped him evolve." Jin Long's thought was surprised:

"And this energy-enhancing Elder Mo Kui seems to have completely inherited the strength of the real Mo Kui. It is obviously an enemy they have killed. In short, don't be careless, I will do my best to assist you."

"Get it." Brian nodded seriously.

As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Mo Kui suddenly used the "Deep Dark Technique", covering the entire dark area in darkness that no light could penetrate.

Immediately afterwards, Brian noticed that several magical auras of protective spells flashed frequently in the darkness and surrounded Elder Mo Kui.

Just through the magic fluctuations in the air, he judged that the other party had at least cast a spiritual barrier, an exorcist wall, an ineffective barrier of advanced spells, and other spells of the School of Change.

In the battle at the ruins of Guangyao City and the communication with the ghost prince Brenas, Brian had already figured out Ferlin Mokui's methods clearly. Faced with the battle in front of him, for him, everything was naturally under control.

It is precisely because he is familiar with Fei Lin Mokui that he would rather choose the third trial mission regardless of the difficulty of the trial mission.

After all, Saruk Wushu is a creator race, and the scales are the derivatives of Wushu, and they are the closest to Wushu in terms of bloodline and various abilities.

This is still a race that Brian had never known.

Not to mention the various strange abilities they mastered, which would make him seem to be bound in an uninformed battle and difficult to exert his true strength.

Facing Elder Mo Kui's Deep Dark Art, Brian casually casts the three-ring variation spell "Deep Darkness", which solves the magic that cannot be seen.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling firelight rose in the darkness, and dozens of basin-sized fireballs dragged their slender tail flames and whistled in the position of Elder Mo Kui.

"Boom!..."

Accompanied by the deafening explosion, it echoed in the dark cave for a long time.

The high-level spell invalid barrier surrounding Elder Mo Kui could not withstand the impact of this violent fire element energy, and instantly shattered like a useless person, dissipated in the air, and then enveloped his ugly body in a sea of ​​fire.

Just when Brian thought that his tentative spell had already gained a good effect, he suddenly discovered that as the fire spread, Elder Demon Rich had another crackling layer of protective magic aura.

This magic barrier that seems to explode at any time not only blocks all the raging fire element energy, but also turns into a terrifying vortex that absorbs it in an instant.

"Boom!!!"

The explosion sounded again, but this time it was Brian's side.

With just one thought, the land under his feet cracked inch by inch like a volcano eruption. The hot lava fire columns spewed out from the cracks, and the surrounding temperature was instantly raised.

Faced with Elder Demon Ao's counterattack, Brian almost made an instinctive flash spell, disappeared easily and easily, successfully avoiding the opponent's counterattack.

"It's actually a magical warlock specializing in counter-explosion." After the first confrontation between the two, the Golden Dragon Paralandaks's thoughts rang in Brian's mind and analyzed to him:

"You have to be careful. Unlike the Demon Ao who specializes in the spell vortex in Guangyao City, the Demon Ao who masters the rebellious outbreak is the most troublesome enemy of the great arcane masters in the Naserier era."

Before the Golden Dragon could finish his words, Brian, who had just appeared in the flash, noticed that Elder Mo Kui, who was swaying in his teeth and claws, made a hoarse and unpleasant roar from his big chrysanthemum-like mouth, and his seemingly short and powerless hands were waving, casting his second attack spell.
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