A moment later, a "click" sound suddenly came from the wall in front of the muse, and at the same time, a wall sank into it, and it was like a heavy stone door, and then it slid to the side.

When the stone door was fully opened, three evil cultists in black robes and hoods appeared in front of the muse, and not far behind them, two guards stood on either side of the passage inside.

Judging by the silver streaks on the cuffs of the black robes worn by the two guards, it was clear that they were two high-ranking cultists.

The three low-level cultists silently walked out of the passage, without saying a word, as if they wanted to bypass the muse and walked out.

At this moment, a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on the muse's lowered face.

A wide cobweb slammed into the air, slashing at the five evil cultists!

- Second Ring Spell "Cobweb"

Caught off guard, these five evil cultists were all covered in cobwebs, and the sticky and tight cobwebs tightly wrapped around them, binding them firmly in place!

But at the same time as they were entangled in the cobwebs, a thick gray mist instantly erupted from the two high-level disciples, covering them, and the cobwebs that were tightly entangled around them were actually corroded with a "sizzle" sound.

"You are not a follower of my lord! you are a vile intruder!", the two high-ranking cultists shouted as they struggled to break free from the cobwebs, "Kill him, my lord's territory will not be desecrated by these filthy infidels!"

And the leaders of the three low-level sects actually had a thin gray mist on their bodies, making him struggle constantly.

But the muse quickly retreated as soon as he unleashed the spider web spell, straight out of a distance of more than a dozen yards, and then he stood up with one hand, first a faint spark appeared in his hand, then rapidly expanded and grew larger, and finally turned into a blazing basketball-sized fireball!

- Three-ring spell "Fireball"

"Happy barbecue!" was full of schadenfreude in the Muse's tone.

Then, without looking, he threw the fireball in his hand at the five evil cultists who were trying to break free from the cobwebs!

The five evil cultists watched in horror as the fireball grew larger and larger in their eyes, and finally smashed straight into the middle of them!

Boom –

Fierce flames erupted in this underground passage in an instant, and the powerful shock wave scattered the flame energy in all directions, accompanied by a terrifying high temperature, igniting everything that could be ignited......

The scattered heat wave even baked the hair of the muse, who was standing a dozen yards away, curled slightly, and the muse watched all this silently, but the expression on his face was thoughtful: "It seems to ...... How powerful is this fireball technique?"

"It seems to be almost the same as the fireball technique that I used the super magic technique of spell strength in my previous life......"

"I miscalculated the power of the fireball spell in a small space...... Or is this the power of this fireball itself?"

"Thinking about it this way, it seems that the previous spells were all ......"

In the midst of the muse's thoughts, the spell flame on the ground slowly extinguished after losing its energy supply, leaving only something that was ignited by the spell flame burning silently, such as a few unspeakable lumps of black charcoal......

After a spell casting gesture, the muse's finger lit up with a spell aura and pointed at the robe he was wearing, and a faint layer of light spread across the robe worn by the muse

- One-Ring Spell "Mage Armor"

The spell of this spell system is the most commonly used self-protection spell by low-level mages, and there is no one, and the super high cost performance and good defense effect against various types of attacks are the reasons why many mages choose to learn it.

The defensive effect of its defensive field is comparable to that of a well-made piece of chain mail, and it doesn't just defend against physical attacks......

This is also the general advantage of the defensive spells of the force field system, so the muse chooses to engrave the ring of arcane "force field shield" when he is promoted to a first-order arcanist.

But looking at the faint red stone bricks at the entrance of the passage ahead, Muse still dismissed the idea of just walking in.

The muse chanted the incantation again in a low voice, and with a flash of magic, he blessed himself with a protective one-ring spell "Endure Elemental Damage", which allowed him to adapt to temperatures ranging from minus 50 degrees to minus 140 degrees Celsius for the duration of the spell's effects, and was also a necessary spell for the mage's home travels......

With all this ready, the muse slowly approached the exposed doorway, and stepped into the underground structure!

Although it is also underground, the interior of this underground structure is not as dark and damp as the passages outside.

It's not bright and clean, but at least it's dry and tidy, and the gray stone walls are not covered with the usual large patches of moss, and there are still oil lamps burning quietly on the walls, and the light is not bright enough to make people see the road clearly. Of course, the wall near the doorway had already been blackened by the aftermath of the fireball spell, and the wall lamps were nowhere to be found......

The Muse walked slowly through the passage, which was lined with closed gray stone doors, but from the few open rooms it was clear that it was the abode of the wicked cultists.

"It seems that there are quite a lot of people, this stronghold ......" The muse had a slight headache, it would be a big trouble for him to pull out those evil cultists one by one like a whackle, and besides, he didn't have so many spells......

"Alright......" The muse approached the wall again, and with a low spell, he once again used a ring of arcane "Detect Life", a faint ripple that spread out in all directions, detecting the breath of life around him.

Receiving the feedback signal, the muse whispered, "Well, it seems that there are not many people left in this Deathwill cult's stronghold."

"But it seems that there is a sneaky rat lurking on the top wall, thinking about sneaking up......"

This last sentence, the muse did not hide it in the slightest, and the voice echoed in the passage.

Just before the muse's words fell, in an instant, a figure burst out from the top wall, and a deadly cold light stabbed towards the muse's heart!