“…….”

Yi Masatozo looked at the closed paper door and opened his mouth. In the end, he didn't say anything.

Why.....

This is a really misunderstanding!

Yi Masatozo sighed and put the COS clothes back into the closet. Forget it, and find an opportunity to explain to her in the future.

As a COS enthusiast in my previous life, how could I let go of such a skilled tailor?

Maybe I have to ask her to make clothes in the future!

It is necessary to cultivate feelings!

Imamatsu deeply agrees with it. After seeing Ishikawa Seimi's clothes, it seemed to be burning again. However, the most urgent thing is to first explore the dream.

Yi Masatozo closed the wardrobe, put on his old clothes again, and began to sneak into his dream.

............

Yi Masatozo opened his eyes.

At this moment, he was in the moonlight courtyard, with a mirror flowing like water under his feet.

The giant axe seized last time was placed beside him.

Yi Masajong picked up the giant axe and couldn't help but think of it flashed through his mind:

"I always feel that the axe is easy, otherwise, in reality, lawyer Ishikawa will help me customize an axe?"

"If you always use ordinary bamboo swords, you have to use spells to strengthen its hardness, which is really too delaying the battle."

After thinking about it, Imatsuzong felt that this method was a chance, so he asked lawyer Ishikawa to prepare.

Then, he carried the giant axe and came all the way to the end of the Moonlight Garden.

This time, Imatsuzong chose another fork, leading to the political hall.

The entire passage is blue-black, similar to the passage in the main building. The faint red light outside the window makes everything look like a fog.

Yi Masatozong walked forward carefully. Along the way, he encountered two more black armored soldiers, but he was promoted to a three-patterned talisman, and his strength increased significantly. He easily solved the problem with two axes.

After absorbing the red beam, Yi Masatozo frowned.

It seems that the spiritual power he has increased is not as good as the last time he killed the black armored soldier in the city ruling building.

Could it be that as his strength increases, the amount of spiritual given by low-level dream monsters will also be reduced? Just like in the game, if a high-level account kills a low-level monster, the amount of experience gains will be weakened?

Very likely!

Blood Moon World is too much like a game, so Imatsuru has to look at it according to the RPG game idea.

If you want to continue to advance, you can only keep moving forward and hunt more powerful monsters.

If you stay there, you will stop moving forward.

Yi Zhengzong carried the giant axe and went deeper into the passage step by step. Soon, his eyes suddenly lit up.

A bright and magnificent hall appeared in his sight.

The entire hall is very wide, about the size of a football field, and there is a huge round table in the center. Each round table has a huge chair with symbols engraved on the backrest, with eyes, hands, feet, and different styles.

There were also a large number of stone statues on the edge of the hall. They held lanterns, but the liquid in the cage was dry and could not make a fire long ago. Only the faint moonlight outside the window shone into the hall.

This is the political hall.

In Ophelia's memory, this is the place where the Fanye Sect convened a major meeting. If the restaurant in the main building of the city is a high-level meeting, the political hall is the "Fanye People's Congress"...

Yi Masatozo stepped into the hall, and suddenly, his nose twitched and smelled a faint fragrance, which seemed to be good at fragrance.

Strangely, this place has been abandoned for a long time and should not have a good fragrance.

Imatsu-zon looked at the source, and the smell seemed to be somewhere on the round table...

Stepping away, Yi Masatozo approached that position, which were tables and chairs carved with eyes.

The whole round table is a bit like the legend of King Arthur in Celtic mythology. It is said that King Arthur founded the round table. The round table does not have upper and lower seats, that is, there is no chair or follower position, which symbolizes equality for everyone.

However, this round table is different from King Arthur's round table.

The patterns on each chair may represent magnanimity, not everyone is equal.

"Where did the fragrance come from?" Yi Zhengzong pondered, and suddenly, flames ignited in his pupils. It was the "Eye of Void". The whole world became dim, but the pattern part on the chair was shining brightly.

It's the pattern of that eye!

wrong,

This is not a pattern, but a mysterious stone inlaid!

Yi Masatozo reached out, touched the eye, and gently buckled it off the chair.

Wow!

The whole stone glowed and actually merged into Yi Masajong's body.

It made his eyes hurt, and a picture appeared on his retina-

The leader of Fanye was sitting on a seat with eyes embedded in it. Below him were other members of Fanye Church. They all looked serious. They gathered together with the cup in their hands, used a knife to cut their wrists, and dripped blood into the cup.

"May the Moon God be with us!"

The shouting echoed in the hall. The next moment, they poured the blood from the cup into a huge cup, which was transparent and gradually covered with blood.

Bang!

The entire glass cup exploded, and blood splattered the entire hall like a tornado.

Yi Masajong opened his eyes again and felt his eyes burning, faintly, as if his mastery of the "Eye of Void" was deeper, as if he was getting started with the difference between mastery.

"call!"

Yi Masatozo breathed a sigh of relief and was about to take action, but the stone statues in the entire hall trembled.

Da da da da da!

The stone powder fell down, and the stone statues took off their shells. In an instant, they revealed their true bodies. They were like ancient warriors. Not only did they have muscle plaques, but their height also grew a little bit, as if dry bread had been poured into water.

"Is this the Fanye Sect Guard?"

Yi Masajong recognized their identities. Unlike the monsters in the past, the sect guards had a higher status, and each guard had the strength of a perfect talisman.

However, it was during their lifetime that they encountered great changes and turned into stone statues, and their strength was greatly weakened.

"roar!"

A sect guard rushed over, and Imatsu-zong rushed forward and slashed down with an axe.

Eagle claw crack!

Bang!

The spear collided with the axe, and the axe was like a hob, and the spear and people cleave it into two pieces!

The sect guards were fried into minced meat, and black blood splattered, dyed with Imatsu-zong's armor.

At the same moment, he also judged the opponent's strength, slightly stronger than the three-patterned talisman.

But I can't resist his axe!

"Go away!"

Yi Masajong let go of his hands and feet, like a tiger and wolf entering a flock of sheep, with axes leaping across the sky, and one by one the sect guards died tragically at his hands. From time to time, Yi Masajong was also shot twice, but he was not afraid of death.

Anyway, dreams can be reborn, and not die immediately, he is willing to exchange injuries for injuries.

As long as he kills the other party and absorbs the red light, he will make a fortune!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Chapter completed!