As if knowing that they were just bait to attract attention, the two evil cultists in the light seemed very distracted, and even one of them dozed off with his head down, while the other was also careless......

Suddenly, a darkness descended on the area, drowning out all the light, which was the second ring spell "Dark Magic" cast by the muse.

Arriving at the same time as this darkness is a black activated rope and an arcane missile thunder that is purple and blue!

The black, activated rope quickly wrapped around the dozing evil cultist, tying him up like the three sentinels before him. At the same time, the purple-blue arcane missile thunder smashed straight into another evil cultist who was one step slower to react in the shroud of darkness due to his carelessness.

And at the same time as they were attacked, a thick gray mist suddenly erupted from the two evil cultists, covering them. In the eyes of these two evil cultists guarding the light, they were not useless bait, but high-level cultists who had gained some power from the evil gods......

The figure of the evil cultist who had been bound by the activation rope seemed to grow larger after the gray mist erupted, and he was about to tear the rope off his body with a violent force...... The other evil cultist who was attacked by Arcane Missile Thunder concentrated the power of the gray mist on the surface of his body in order to block the attack......

"Damn, the guards outside are all brainless, and you can still let the enemy here!" seems to be very confident in the power of the gray mist on his body, this evil cultist who is about to be struck by the arcane missile thunder still thinks about these things, "The power given by my lord is powerful, just block this attack, and then pounce on it and entangle you, and when my companion breaks free, it will be your death!"

And when the Arcane Missile Thunder came into contact with this layer of gray mist, it first flashed out three or four jumping arcs with a "zila", striking away from the contact point to the gray mist in all directions, and under the faint lightning strike with the evil destroying attribute, the gray mist around this point was suddenly hit thin.

"Oh no, how can this magic missile be so weird!" This was the last thought of this evil cultist left in the world, and the thin gray mist was obviously unable to resist the power of this arcane missile, and was directly penetrated.

He felt his face tingle, but it was the Arcane Missile Thunder that had smashed into his eye sockets, and its properties were vividly reflected, and the blue-purple droplet-shaped energy projectile scorched his face and went straight into his eyes as it scorched his face.

A foul smell of burnt paste suddenly came out, and the contents of this evil cultist's brain were probably stirred into a scorched paste by the burst thunder and lightning energy......

The other cultist, however, was almost free from the shackles of the living rope, the tenacious rope making an overwhelmed sound as he struggled.

Although this evil cultist also smelled the smell of burning, under the influence of the dark magic, he was unable to see the situation clearly, and he only thought that his companion was injured.

But even so, he faintly raised his vigilance against this attacker, after all, on the basis that he and his companions were both fifth-level warriors, and gained strength through sacrifice, he was confident that he and eighth-level warriors could fight together.

And now, in his opinion, the strength of an assailant who wounded his companion in the face should not be underestimated.

Thinking like this, this evil cultist didn't care about continuing to break free from the rope on his body, and rolled on the spot, just to quickly leave his original position, and then wanted to trigger the warning measures.

"Stupid!" thought the muse in the shadows, but the movements in his hand did not pause, and the arcane missile wand was activated again, and a purple-blue arcane missile thunder appeared on the top of the wand again.

Feeling the connection between the psychic and the activation rope, the actions of the evil cultist were clearly visible as if they were placed under the nose of the muse!

The muse pointed his hand to the position of the activation rope in the psychic sense, and the arcane missile thunderbolt hovering over the tip of the wand shot out and rushed into the dark area caused by the dark magic.

A faint scream came out, and then there was no sound......

That's when the muse came out of the shadows. Scattering the dark spell in his hand, the light reappeared, and at the same time, two corpses with charred faces and scorched faces appeared in front of the muse.

But the muse's face did not change, and he walked straight into the shanty, which radiated light.

Ignoring the two corpses on the ground, the muse glanced around, comparing the information he had gained from reading his memories, and he quickly locked his gaze on a small clearing in the corner.

Without daring to approach the small clearing, a spell flashed in the muse's hand, and a zero-ring spell, "Detection Magic", was thrown forward by him.

In an instant, in the sense of the muse, a gray aura flashed in the small clearing in front of him.

"One, two, three, a total of three layers of magic aura, right? Hmm, a layer of early warning, a layer of defense, and a layer of ...... Summoning?" The muse touched his chin, and with his profound knowledge of spells, he easily recognized the type of spell blessed on this secret door, "It seems that the idea of first warning, then triggering a layer of defense so that the enemy cannot break through in a short time, and then using summoned creatures to delay time and let the people inside escape in time?"

"It's okay, but I'm curious to know what your spells would look like if they went wrong in the first ring......"

The corners of the muse's mouth curled into a mysterious arc, and he began to take something out of the bag containing various spell casting materials at his waist and began to carve something......