Nightmare Corrosion

"Yes, you can choose to leave at any time!"

This time, before the Forgotten Lord could speak, the Mist Lord sitting on the wicker chair had already made a sound. However, when Lu En heard it, he did not feel much joy.

Because if he could really leave so easily, then the Lord of Oblivion would not have to bother and use almost coaxing methods to bring him here. What’s more, even though he did not say anything, Lu En was still in the eyes of the silent Lord of Forgotten. , saw a hint of ridicule.

Of course, an existence like the Fog Lord, even if it is just a projection, cannot do anything that breaks his promise. Does that mean that the Forgotten Lord is convinced that Lu En cannot leave here?

Crunch!

Even so, Lu En still did not give up. He chose to turn around and use his pale tentacles to push the quietly closed door open again. What he saw was a sea of ​​bright flowers!

The area around the originally empty wooden house is now covered with green and bright flowers, emerging from the soil in various shapes. If some people with artistic talents come in, they might be able to recite some beautiful poems on the spot. Or with a splash of ink, there is a scroll on the book that will be handed down from generation to generation.

But when it fell into Lu En's eyes, his heart suddenly dropped, as if it was soaked in the cold winter months and was as cold as ice.

The road they came from, or any road that can be walked, is now occupied by these huge flowers, and the long jagged tongues protruding from those delicate stamens, as well as the warning signs gradually growing in Lu En's heart, all represent These creatures are definitely not as fragile and harmless as they appear on the surface.

"Maybe you still have some hope, but I want to remind you that these just look like flowers. They are actually a manifestation of powerful rules. If you want to forcefully rush out, what will happen? I also Not sure."

"It's just that once you go out, there is no room to return. You have to think carefully!"

The Forgotten Lord on the other hand actually advised Lu En sincerely. After all, he had been secretly planning for so long and finally found Lu En. Naturally, he did not want him to die for no reason and without value.

Lu En turned his head and glanced at the Forgotten Lord, and then took a deep look at the Mist Lord whose eyes were dark. He wisely chose not to say anything, let alone any actions such as yelling.

At this point, it is obvious that just when Lu En felt that he had an information advantage over the Forgotten Master, the other party took advantage of the information gap to trick him, and immediately put the situation in a situation where it was either you or me. and leeway.

And the Forgotten Lord dared to be so blatant, obviously acting within the rules of the Fog Lord. If Luen made some impulsive moves, it would most likely anger the Fog Lord, leading to more dangerous consequences.

Even if he entered the arena with the Forgotten Lord, Lu En felt that his chance of victory was definitely more than 60%, but if he angered the Fog Lord, then he might not even have a 10% chance of survival.

And this is not in the real world, but in the spiritual dimension. Once you die, you will truly fall, and even the possibility of resurrection will be wiped out. Lu En cannot help but act cautiously.

In other words, redundant actions will only make the situation worse, not better.

"Powerful Fog Lord, I wonder what conditions I need to meet if I want to get out of here safely?"

After thinking about it, Lu En chose to bow respectfully towards the Mist Lord and asked.

"Either break the rules or follow them!"

The Fog Lord looked at Lu En with a smile and spoke in a dry voice.

Lu En immediately understood that there were only two ways to go before him. The first was to turn around and walk out of the wooden house and forcefully cross the sea of ​​flowers. As for what would happen, no one could predict. The second Just follow the rules of the bloody arena, volunteer and forget the master, and have a death match!

In fact, Lu En suspected that once he entered the wooden house, only the final winner of the competition would be able to walk out alive!

As a mysterious being whose strength has surpassed that of the Ancient One, Lu En still couldn't see clearly the depth of the Mist Lord even though it was just a projection in front of him. And could he really break the rules set by such an existence and get out unharmed?

Lu En has never been afraid to speculate on others with the greatest malice, because from his own standpoint, the purpose of establishing rules is to warn and restrict, not to break them.

In short, breaking the rules is a false proposition.

It seems that there are two roads, but in front of Lu En, there is actually only one!

In this case, Lu En immediately cut off the thought of retreating in his consciousness, took a deep breath, and stared coldly at the Forgotten Master: "I choose to participate in the competition!"

"me too!"

Maybe he had expected this. As soon as Lu En finished speaking, the Forgotten Lord spoke at the same time. The Mist Lord who was lying on the wicker chair suddenly lit up his eyes, sat up straight, and grinned.

"The contract is established!"

In the dark, a mysterious and vast will seemed to descend. Lu En felt that his body, will, and all the secrets were invisible in front of this will, and he made a majestic declaration.

Bang!

Bang bang!

In an instant, Lu En felt waves of heartbeat-like fluctuations emerging in his consciousness. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at the Lord of Oblivion, but he happened to meet his gaze, which was cold and full of infinite murderous intent.

Never before at this moment, Lu En understood a truth so clearly:

Between him and the Forgotten Master, only one can survive!

The inner feelings of the Forgotten Master are the same. Under the influence of an incredible power, the relationship between Lu En and the Forgotten Master has been permanently solidified to the extent of [eternal death]. Even if they do not enter the arena now, they will They are also destined to fight to the death!

Lu En could clearly feel his change, which was a change that made him feel horrified. All the distracting thoughts in his consciousness, such as Skynet, Nightmare Lord, worries and withdrawal, etc., all disappeared without a trace. Now he was full of emotions. There is only one thought in my mind:

Kill the Forgotten Lord!

"Then, give us a wonderful competition, warriors!"

Lord Mist walked down from the wicker chair, walked on two legs of different lengths, and uttered a rich voice that was completely inconsistent with his appearance: "If it is exciting enough, the final winner will receive sufficient rewards. This is my promise to you!"

At this moment, what stood in front of the two people was no longer just the projection of the Fog Lord, but the arrival of a powerful will. With a roar, the Fog Lord's originally shriveled and thin body instantly rose to the end of the clouds, where he was. The wooden house seems to have turned into another huge world.

From a very far distance, there seemed to be sounds of fighting, cheers, swords clashing, fists touching flesh, and a strong desire to fight began to rise in Lu En's heart.

Boom!

From the end of the invisible sky, a huge head snaked down and opened its ferocious mouth toward Lu En, enough to swallow him completely:

"Tribute!"

"Take it!"

Lu En reacted immediately and threw the basket full of vegetables into the huge mouth.

“I have to say, I suddenly can’t wait!”