Chapter 417: Fire, Hibernation

Chapter 417: Fire, Hibernation

Chapter 417: Fire, Hibernation

The calligrapher controlled the strokes and went straight up along the Dragon Locking Tower.

He is quite familiar with this place.

Once upon a time, his master brought him here to reminisce the old days.

He has always had a good memory, and he memorizes all the details here in his brush-like mind.

Therefore, he was very calm when facing the fact that they escaped into the Dragon Locking Tower.

Once you enter the Dragon Locking Tower, won't you be trapped in a jar and be at his mercy?
Behind him, there are several more strokes, holding up four people.

At this time, their bodies were covered with all kinds of strokes and symbols, and they had completely become his puppets.

It was the Bi Dao people who went to surround and kill four of the six players.

Among them, the Thunder Warlock was the first to escape by relying on an escape technique that had accumulated energy for a quarter of an hour.

After him, except for the fastest Feng Dao, the other four players all fell into the hands of Bi Dao Ren and became his servants and slaves.

He was quite satisfied with the result.

"These outsiders are all talented people with their own special abilities. They are more than qualified to be my servants."

"If I can become an immortal someday, I will not lose your position as an immortal!"

"Since the matter has been settled, it is better to give up resistance. He who knows the current situation is a hero!"

Listening to his muttering, the four players were in a very bad mood.

I didn’t expect that I would capsize in the ditch here!
A feeling of wanting to sleep kept hypnotizing their consciousness.

This is one of the functions of the strokes and symbols on their bodies.

They are trying to stay awake and fight this force with all their might.

However, they are not very optimistic about whether there is still hope for a turnaround.

Now I am at the mercy of others. As time goes by, failure is inevitable.

However, they also understand one thing: if they persist, there may be a chance for a turnaround.

If you give up, there will really be no hope.

Maybe the blasphemer has some means that can help them break free from the pen master's restraints.

Or maybe the blasphemer was very powerful and was able to kill the Taoist priest and rescue these captives.

Of course, they also understand that this possibility is very slim.

They have personally experienced how powerful the pen master is.

Those endless strokes, like an army's, were simply too difficult to deal with.

Even when the five extraordinary players joined forces, they had no power to resist.

Among the four of them, two had a relatively calm mentality. In the prop column, there were life-saving props. Even if they died here, they still had a chance to start over.

The other two were under much greater mental pressure. They no longer had any life-saving props and felt that their lives were hanging by a thread.

If I can get away alive this time, I must get a life-saving item no matter what.

Even if I have to sell myself to join the Countermeasures Bureau, I will do it!

The Taoist priest shook his head and added a few strokes to each of the four players: "Everyone in the world is stupid. I, the Taoist priest, tried to reason with you, but you wouldn't listen."

"In that case, let me see how long you can hold out."

He led the four people through the sixth floor of the Dragon Locking Tower and came to the stone stairs leading to the seventh floor.

The whole process was quite smooth and skillful, just like coming home.

However, when he stepped onto the seventh floor, the rolling heat wave stunned him.

The scorching flames dried up much of the ink on the tip of his pen.

The clothes of the player who came in after him were also set on fire.

They were trying their best to fight, and now they felt relieved.

Some of the ink was evaporated, and the pressure they had to bear was reduced.

But it’s not all good news.

The flames also ignited their clothes, and the burning sensation made them feel like they were in an oven or a crematorium.

What the hell is this place?

My spirit won't be extinguished, but I will be burned alive and cremated, right?
This is very despairing.

"Humph! How dare you show off your skills in front of me!"

The pen master snorted coldly and drew several rather thick "horizontal" and "vertical" lines, surrounding himself and the four players, and separating them from the surrounding flames.

In an instant, the players felt their body temperature drop a lot, and they felt like they were alive again.

Fortunately, I was saved.

Although the person who saved them also wanted to make them brain dead.

Time after time——

Those horizontal and vertical lines were also evaporating quickly under the burning flames.

The calligrapher can only keep adding new horizontal and vertical lines to fight against the heat waves, flames and explosions.

He roared, "Damn dog! What the hell is going on here?"

"Could it be that you have betrayed the Lord and want to kill me here?"

The long-eared stone dog is the controller of this layer of fire.

Therefore, faced with this situation, the writer's first reaction is that the other party has betrayed him.

People who keep saying they are loyal will always be suspected of betrayal once something goes wrong.

However, the writer did not receive a response.

It was not until he faced the flames and explosions and saw the stone dog statue with its head chopped off that he realized it was not the other party who betrayed him.

Looking at the wound, Bi Dao Ren was shocked: "What a strong strength! He can actually destroy the stone dog by force!"

Even he couldn't do such a thing.

If you try to withstand the flames and destroy the stone dog, you will be the first to die.

How to do?
Do we need to continue going up and hunt them down alone?
In this case, is it too risky?

He came to the stone man who was bound in shackles and irons and saw that the shackles were also broken.

Once again realized how powerful the other party is.

The pen master thought for a while and made a decision: "The terrain here is narrow and not suitable for me to display my skills."

"They are here anyway. We are already trapped. Why not wait for them to come over and then go up together?"

Thinking of this, he took the four players, turned around and forced his way back to the sixth floor.

He did not continue going down, but stayed here and began to wait.

The evil god has four masters under his command, namely, Pen, Ink, Paper and Inkstone, and the Four Great Taoists.

They were the four treasures of the ink room used by the evil god when he was young and ignorant.

After long-term contact, he was influenced by the evil god's obsession, desires, and evil thoughts, and later transformed into a human form and became his right-hand man.

After such a trip to the furnace.

The ink on the four players' bodies was completely dried.

The restraining effect that was originally difficult to resist has become somewhat weak.

With just a little force, it can be pushed open.

They looked at each other, aware of the current state of the other three.

Although they wanted to escape, they also understood that the possibility of escaping now was basically zero.

After all, the last time they escaped, they were in much better condition than they are now, and the terrain was also open, but they still failed to escape successfully.

The situation is getting worse now, and we are now inside the narrow and enclosed Dragon Locking Tower, making it even more difficult to escape.

In this case, we can only lie dormant for the time being and wait for the opportunity to come.

(End of this chapter)