No one replied, because no one knew if this kind-looking middle-aged man was actually a ruthless person.

No one wanted to say the wrong thing and end up dead.

The middle-aged man continued, "The second floor requires you to survive the war in the murals. The longer you persist, the greater your chance of surviving!"

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, Philip saw a huge mural on the ceiling of the second floor.

The moment he saw the mural, Philip raised his guard and activated the River Burial Illusion.

Only this time, the River Burial Illusion did not wake Philip up from the mural world.

launching from under his feet,

he entered, he clearly felt that the middle-aged man seemed to have cast a glimmer of light on everyone before they entered the mural. Moreover, Philip clearly felt that the light was actually draining the

understood that the mural world was probably just a magic circle cast by the middle-

this middle-aged man sent his people to capture outsiders every year was

to improve his practice level was to absorb the energy of others, it would not be surprising if he had to capture so many people and bring them inside. However, Philip had no chance to expose the middle-aged man's true colors now. That was because Philip was

in armor and held a

were countless

best to mobilize the energy in his body. Although not much, he could still mobilize part of the energy. This energy was enough

steel sword was covered in a layer of red-white flames, and he rushed into the mob of enemies, swinging

could take away a person's life. The red-

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