As early as when the traversers gathered near this bay, Norman Speak in the underground cave had already known their arrival with the help of reconnaissance magic on the ground.

He was not surprised. He was successfully divination twice, and he already knew that he had been exposed. However, it was not a group of clergymen, and even less than half of the clergymen came, which made him feel a little puzzled.

Ordinarily, after discovering him as a demon, shouldn't the clergy from all walks of life flock to it? Why would there be a group of motley crews?

This unexpected change made him a little distressed - most of the defense methods in his lair were aimed at good camps such as clerics, but among the group of people who came, many of them knew at a glance. Like a good person... As a result, many of his defenses will be ineffective!

Therefore, Norman Speak is busy adjusting the defense system of the cave, and temporarily modifying part of it to ensure that he will not make a joke that the enemy can pass all the way and easily come to him.

He is very confident in his own strength, but... as the only demon powerhouse in the world, face is always important. If the crusaders really rushed in front of them without hindrance, even if they slapped the opponent to death, they would have lost face!

At this moment, he was standing in the middle of several fiery red crystal pillars that suddenly rose from the ground. He raised his right hand, and a group of burning flames gathered like a skeleton, trembling in his palm. With every trembling of the flame, the light on the surrounding crystal pillars is bright or dark, flickering indefinitely. And every flickering of these crystal columns will cause the flickering of the large and small crystals on the nearby stone walls, echoing each other and exuding a disturbing atmosphere.

Manu, a slave trader who has turned into a giant, sat on the ground not far away, chewing an arm in his mouth, but staring at the blood pool in front of him.

In a pool of scarlet blood, "Thunder Knight" Brave Cyrus closed his eyes and lay quietly, motionless, as if he were dead. One after another, dark red veins flowed everywhere on his naked body, as if the blood vessels under his skin were bursting, looking rather hideous.

However, in the eyes of Manu looking at him, there is only greedy appetite.

In the past years, he has encountered situations where legendary powerhouses who have been caught are extremely talented and can resist erosion and transformation by their own will. In the end, the legendary powerhouse had a tragic end. Not only did it become his food, but until the body was completely eaten up, the soul could still soberly feel the pain from the body-the soul finally collapsed under the torture and became He acquired a magic item, and Manu also obtained previously unimaginable power and a long lifespan.

The slave trader was not proficient in magic, but he was thirsty for power.

Therefore, he is looking forward to seeing Brave successfully resisting erosion and waking up, which may mean that he can get a snack and increase his strength - now he is eating just a mortal that he grabbed at random, flesh and blood. There is not much power in it, at best, grinding his teeth to relieve his cravings.

Norman can't be bothered to pay attention to his servant's thoughts, he is busy now! It is not an easy task to temporarily adjust the defense system of the cave!

Just when it was busy here, the traversers above their heads had already started to attack.

At the forefront was the Berserker Redding. This lion-headed, unarmored guy let out a deafening roar, while the wind was blowing under his feet, like a shooting star, rushing into the dark cave.

Then, with a rumbling sound, he hit an obstacle in the air where there was obviously nothing, and fell out firmly, colliding with Yuneruo who followed closely behind, and the two turned into a rolling gourd together.

"What's going on?" someone exclaimed behind.

It was just this time of saying a word, rumbling, and several traversers rushed in, slammed into an invisible obstacle, and fell out.

The only one who didn't fall out was Heke, the half-demon. This small but powerful warrior was completely unstoppable and rushed in with ease. As a result, he himself stopped suspiciously and looked back at his companions who were stopped outside.

After thinking for a few seconds, he wisely chose to step back and walked out of the cave.

"What's the matter?" Yunero asked in surprise, who just got up. "Why were everyone stopped?"

"I wasn't stopped," Huck said.

Whether they noticed this scene just now, or didn't see it clearly from behind, everyone's eyes fell on him.

What's the difference between Heke and others?

short?

The stalker Gondor, who was taller than him, tried to take a few steps inside, and sure enough, he was not hindered.

Loma, who is about the same size as He Ke, found that everyone was looking at him, muttered a few words in dissatisfaction, and walked in, also unhindered.

"Damn it! There is actually an enchantment here that specifically blocks big men?" Everyone was stunned and looked at each other.

Among the transmigrators, the vast majority of people are not small - a distinctive feature of the legendary race is that they are tall and large. Among them, those who are about 1.8 meters tall are considered dwarfs, and the pandas that are close to 2 meters are only medium in stature. Meters three or four are relatively high.

In this way, wouldn't it mean that except for a few short stature, everyone else will be stopped outside?

"It looks like it's interesting... I'll try it!" The same short stature-or rather petite Laisha put away her wings and ran happily into the cave, but she didn't run a few steps before "bang" He slammed into the invisible obstacle with a bang, and while screaming, clutching his forehead, he stumbled back out.

"What's the matter? Is 1.6 meters too high?" she complained loudly.

More than one person burst out laughing.

After laughing, everyone began to study this strange enchantment carefully.

Panda goes over, no.

Half-giant Long Biao went over, no problem.

The bard Wang Tuhao went over, no way.

The Tauren Sheehan passed, and there was some resistance, but it passed smoothly.

...

After experimenting one by one, more than half of the more than fifty traversers were stopped outside, and not even twenty people were able to pass.

And the traversers have also summed up the law that it blocks everyone: the clergy is blocked regardless of race, and the rest, those who mainly do good deeds are blocked; they do good and bad things, and generally tend to be kind, The same is blocked; the general preference is for evil, there is resistance but can pass; the homecoming faction who farms monsters all day, there are relatively more people who can pass...

All in all, this barrier only stops good people and not bad guys, and the worse it is, the less resistance it gets.

Travelers, look at me, I look at you, and I don't know who can't help but scolded with a smile: "It's really worthy of being the villain's big devil's place..."