The metal coffin was silent for a while. Li Xiu slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at the table with the oil lamp.

It was a rectangular stone table, more like an altar for offering sacrifices than a table.

The altar was very rough, carved from bluestone, and seemed to have never been polished at all. Its surface was covered with dense lines and uneven spots.

In the center of the altar stands a copper oil lamp. The base of the lamp should be made of brass, but now it is covered with green rust. The mottled and old color makes it look like it has been ravaged by the years.

Lamp oil is a black oil that looks extremely viscous and somewhat like crude petroleum, but it emits a strange fragrance.

The fragrance was not pleasant, and it even felt a bit pungent, but it was indeed a fragrance and not unbearable.

Suddenly, Li Xiu discovered that there was something next to the oil lamp. Because it was dark under the lamp and his eyes had not yet fully adapted to the dark environment, Li Xiu did not see that thing just now.

After taking a closer look, I found that it was actually a pistol with a very strange shape.

The style of a revolver, the barrel is much longer and thicker than an ordinary revolver. The whole gun body is a matte grayish white, without a metallic luster, it does not look like metal, but it is not certain.

There are blood-red patterns on the buttstock, barrel, revolver, and even the firing pin.

The pattern is very irregular and lacks the sense of symmetry that humans like. It looks like tiny blood vessels distributed on the gun body.

This strange pistol is larger than ordinary pistols, but it does not make people feel bulky. Instead, it has a kind of weird beauty, like a dark art created by an artist with mental illness.

It has the beauty of a work of art, yet also makes people feel creepy and chilling.

Apart from this, there was nothing else on the stone table. Li Xiu hesitated for a moment and reached out for the strange pistol.

The blood-red eyes on the metal coffin suddenly opened again, staring at Li Xiu with a cold gaze, but this time, Li Xiu did not feel the force restraining his body.

Li Xiu didn't know where this place was, and there were no clues. He could only rely on his own feelings to make a judgment.

This gun may be the key.

Staring at the blood-red eyes, his fingers slowly touched the butt of the gun. The cold touch made Li Xiu shiver.

It seemed that what Li Xiu touched was not a pistol, but something carved out of ice.

The moment Li Xiu touched the pistol, the pupil of that blood-red eye shrank noticeably.

This reaction made Li Xiu more certain of his guess. He reached out and grasped the butt of the gun, ready to pick up the pistol.

But the next second, Li Xiu's face changed.

The pistol seemed to be nailed to the table, and Li Xiu was unable to pick it up or even move it.

Li Xiu frowned slightly, and regardless of the chill coming from his hands, he tried his best to pick up the pistol.

The result surprised Li Xiu. Even with all his strength, the pistol didn't move at all. This made him wonder whether the pistol was really fixed on the stone table.

There was a mocking look in its blood-red eyes. Although there was no sound, Li Xiu felt as if it was saying, "That's it..."

Li Xiu felt that his hands were about to be frozen. He withdrew his palms and put them to his mouth to blow hot air. It took a while for his numb fingers to regain feeling.

At the same time, Li Xiu had been observing the pistol with his eyes, and did not find anything fixed between the pistol and the stone table.

Without hesitation, Li Xiu stretched out both hands and quickly grabbed the pistol, trying to pick it up with the strength of both hands.

As a result, Li Xiu still did not pick up the pistol, but just moved it slightly.

Li Xiu continued to exert force with both hands, and the veins on his forehead bulged, but he still couldn't lift the pistol. He only moved the position of the pistol a little bit.

Li Xiu was really surprised. He let go of the pistol and wiped his hands that were almost numb from the cold. He was surprised in his heart: "This strange pistol is not fixed on the stone table. It's just too heavy, so I can't pick it up. But it's just a pistol. Even if it's a little bigger than an ordinary pistol, it can't be much heavier. How could it be so heavy? And why is this pistol so cold? Is it really a pistol for people to use?"

The blood-red eyes no longer had the oppressive feeling they had before when glaring, and their look was full of mockery.

Li Xiu knew that with his own strength, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pick up the pistol.

Just as he was thinking about whether there were any other ways, he suddenly felt the light and shadows in front of his eyes changing. When the scene in front of his eyes stabilized, he found that he had arrived in front of the blue stone gate.

Immediately, two soldiers with guns rushed up. One soldier pointed a gun at Li Xiu's head, while the other soldier searched him and took away all the magic cores that Li Xiu had obtained.

Li Xiu didn't care about those things and let the soldiers take away all the magic cores.

"Yes, you can get so many magic cores the first time you enter the Trial Gate. It seems that you have been to other Trial Gates before." Lao Gu looked at the magic cores brought by the soldiers, threw them into the box, looked at Li Xiu and said with a smile.

Li Xiu did not answer Lao Gu. All he was thinking about was the strange pistol and the evil spirit in the metal coffin.

It was a powerful demon spirit that he had never seen before. If such a demon spirit appeared on Earth, it would definitely bring unimaginable disaster to the Earth. Li Xiu himself was not sure whether the magic armor master could destroy him.

The strange pistol made him even more curious about what it was.

"Is it because of these things that you disregard life and death, enter the trial gate again and again, and never regret it until you die?" Li Xiu muttered to himself.

The trial was over, and only about eighty people were left out of the one hundred people. Driven by the soldiers, they returned to the small and damp room.

Li Xiu was not driven back to his original room, but was taken to another room by the soldiers.

This room was much better than the previous one, and in this kind of place it could even be described as luxurious. Not only was it spacious, but it was also simply decorated, and the floor was covered with moisture-proof flooring.

There is also a wine cabinet on one side of the wall, which contains a lot of red wine.

"According to the contract, you can leave here, but there is a problem now. The passage out has been collapsed by the evil spirits, so you have to stay here for a while longer. You can leave after the rescue team clears out the evil spirits outside and clears the passage." Lao Gu, who was sitting behind the large desk, flipped through the contract documents in his hand and said with a smile: "Of course, your debt has been repaid, and your treatment will naturally be different from those guys. I will arrange a single room for you so that you can live more comfortably, and your food will also be taken care of, but..."

"You still want me to enter the Trial Gate, right?" Li Xiu looked at Lao Gu's sanctimonious old face and said calmly.

"The situation outside is still unclear. Before the rescue arrives, no one can tell whether the evil spirits will break in. If the evil spirits really break in, the magic armor masters are our only guarantee of survival. Get more magic cores and provide them to the magic armor masters so that they have enough energy to fight. You are not entering the trial gate for me or anyone else, but for yourself." Lao Gu said earnestly.

"I understand. No need to change rooms or require special care. I'll go back to my original room." Li Xiu glanced at Lao Gu and said calmly.