It was a feast of silence.

Helge wiped his mouth with a white handkerchief.

"Mother, I ......"

"The crusaders we sent to the Inori Desert have not been heard from for a long time," said the Queen, holding out her slender fingers, pretending to observe the jeweled ring on her fingers, "Helge, why don't I send you to investigate?" ”

Helga bowed his head.

"Yes. ”

The queen was stunned for a moment, then frowned.

"Don't say yes so quickly, you need to be reserved. She said, "Even if you are willing to do something, you still have to be vague in your mouth." She leaned down slightly, reached out her hand, and stroked Helga's blonde hair. "Don't let your hair cover one of your eyes......"

The blonde hair was always in the right place, but it always fell. Helga is accustomed to seeing things with his right eye, and with his left eye, let it be hidden in the shadows.

"When mommy is gone, you'll need to take care of yourself......" the queen smiled. "A man who spends his whole life in the Crystal Palace of Nivaran will never become a great monarch. You have to know how much suffering you still have in this world. Enori is a challenge I've given you, and I hope you can live up to the expectations......"

The Queen's hand slipped from her hair and landed on her lips.

Helga stepped back a little, feeling the golden crystal palace suddenly dim.

"Queen Mother's ......"

The Queen, who had been standing next to him, disappeared, and Helgo's eyes widened and he screamed.

"Queen Mother!"

Mikhail crouched in front of her.

"No, no, no, Helga, calm down, it's me ......"

Helge's chest continued to rise and fall, and she quickly realized that all the scenes she had just seen were nothing more than a dream. In front of him, Mikhail was the only one around, and the place he was in was extremely dim, and the magic lantern could only emit a faint light.

She jerked herself up from the ground and whispered.

"What about them, what about the knights?"

Mikhail coughed a few times and leaned against the wall.

"I can only save you one ......"

Helger paused, then turned back. "You're hurt?"

Mikhail raised an eyebrow.

Helge walked over, grabbed his wrist, and turned his right hand over, a deep wound that was bleeding continuously.

"Don't move, I'll heal you......" Helge found his scepter in the corner, then took a few steps back, raised the silvery-white gem on the scepter, and silently recited a few words of prayer in his mouth.

Mikhail suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his palm, a slightly dazzling light flashed, and it didn't take long for the wound on his palm to heal completely, and his body, which had just been eroded by the poisonous gas, felt a little better.

"I am wounded for you. Mikhail laughed and said, "Before we entered this cellar, wasn't there a bow and arrow that was mistakenly shot by the Vasilian knights? ”

"You call this a scratch skin......" Helge snorted, the stubbornness in her heart still didn't make her say what she was holding in her heart. "How did I escape? And why am I okay with you?"

"Because of this. Mikhail shook the space gem in his hand. "I brought a powerful anti-poison potion with me, and discovered the presence of poison gas before you did. So when I felt uncomfortable, I immediately took the anti-poison, but at that time I had to choose to save you, after all, you are the most important thing to me......"

The corners of Helga's mouth twitched. "Then everyone else ......"

"You just knew, didn't you?" said Mikhail, holding up his sword. "By the time I dragged you out of that hall, you'd be almost dead. But fortunately, I still have a few bottles of recovery potions in my space storage stone, and I might be able to save your life if I drink them all. I didn't expect it to work, so you can wake up so easily. ”

"That'...... Do you know where we are now?"

Mikhail shook his head. "I've been keeping an eye on you here for so long, and I don't want anything to happen to you, so I haven't looked around. ”

He coughed a few more times.

"What's wrong with you......" Helge raised her scepter to heal again, but she suddenly felt dizzy and staggered to collapse. Mikhail held her up.

"Don't move yet, you've just woken up, those recovery potions have serious side effects, and it's normal to not be able to use divine power. ”

"You've been poisoned......"

"Those anti-poison agents are not fully protective against this strange poison. Mikhail lifted the magic lantern and shone it on the other side of the hallway. "Let's get out of here quickly, and don't worry about who saved whom......

"But you saved me, that's undeniable......" Helg also wanted to stretch out his scepter and use the divine power to release the skill, but was stopped by Mikhail.

"Can't you be a little flexible? I said I don't need you to care so much. Mikhail snorted. "You don't promise me in the tent. Now you seem so diligent, it's a pity! If you don't escape, we'll die here." ”

"You dare to mention the tent!?" Helge gritted his teeth and broke free of Mikhail's hand. "Okay, I won't save you, how do you like it. With that, Helga walked angrily in one direction.

"That's where we came from!

Helge paused for a moment, then turned his head and walked past Mikhail without saying a word.

"Don't be angry, my dear Miss Helge, let's think about how to get out. Mikhail shook his head and hurried to follow in Helge's footsteps.

"I used a city portal before you woke up, but unfortunately, the magic runes on the walls are not only useful for magic lanterns, but also for any other magic items. Mikhail shrugged. "The City Return scroll is useless, which means that the quickest and most effective method has been eliminated. ”

Helge turned his head and deliberately pretended to ignore him.

Mikhail saw Helg's performance clearly, and he wanted to laugh in his heart. "Another way we have is to find the main entrance and get out there. But you have already said when you were outside, the place we stepped on was the roof of the temple, and then the whole part of the temple body has been buried under the sand, and I am afraid that the method of going through the main gate will not be useful - unless we dig for a year and dig up the sand outside the main entrance of the temple. ”

Mikhail patted Helg on the shoulder.

"Why are you ignoring me?"

Helge let out a breath through his nose. "No, I just look at the murals. ”

Mikhail coughed a few times.

"Be careful, before I came here, I came across a few living murals. ”

"What!?" Helge slowed down. "You mean, these murals are alive?"

"The frescoes are lifeless, and aren't the undead equally lifeless?" Mikhail pointed back. "Just around the corner in the direction you wanted to go, there were several life-like statues embedded in the walls – just statue-looking traps, of course. As soon as I got close to the humanoid monsters, their stone skin shattered, and dry, white-bandaged zombies popped out of them. ”

"Mummy......

"Maybe the Torassis like to make embalmed corpses like this, but these mummies are much more powerful than the fragile skeletons outside the temple. Mikhail twisted his neck. "The poison that I still have on my body doesn't actually come from the poison gas in that room. ”

"Where did that come from?"

"By the time I carried you to the mummies, the effects of my antidote were almost gone. So when I cut off the heads of those mummies and come into contact with the green mist that emanates from their cavities, my resistance is very weak, very weak......

Helga was silent.

"Let me try again, I'm going to ask the Three Sages about our way back. ”

In this room in front of the two people, the luxurious decoration is a little surprising. The various types of homes inlaid with gold and precious stones were spotless, and several long red flags hung on the walls, which fell from the top of the wall to the ground. Magic lanterns were no longer needed, as the silver candlesticks on the table burned with a few candles that never looked like they would ever go out.

"Has anyone cleaned it......" Mikhail frowned. "We need to be careful, I'm a little scared right now, there may be something living here that we don't know. ”

"Is it the extinct Torassis?" Helge shook his head. "It's like a castle pre-function room, so let's think about where to go next. ”

Listening to Mikhail's cough, Helga sighed slightly, closed his eyes, raised the scepter above his head, and asked the wise Seram for strength in a similar way. Mikhail stood aside, smiling and coughing, as he watched her perform such a strange ritual.

It didn't take long for Helga to open his eyes, then he stretched out his right hand and pointed to a small door on the side of the room, saying, "From there, we can bypass the gas hall and go back to where we came from, and maybe when the sandstorm is over, that place is not buried." ”

"Okay, okay, let's go first, this place is looking at me in a panic. I'm scared of those horrible mummies or skeletons popping out of the blue, saying they're the ones who wiped the table clean. Mikhail did not hesitate, after all, he had no better way to get away from this place in such a situation. "I hope your so-called Three Saints are reliable enough. ”

"Wait......"

Helga stopped him.

"What's wrong?" asked Mikhail, looking back, confused.

"Mikhail, I show you the way out of here, go back first, I still have things to do here. ”

"What!?" Mikhail shook decisively. "Tell me why you're staying here, and I'm not going to leave you alone in such a dangerous situation. ”

"I can't just leave, because when we return to our camp in the Inori Desert, we will be greeted only by retreat and annihilation. Helga turned and faced the other direction of the nave, a wall engraved with colorful frescoes. "We had to find something, something that would keep the camp safe from the undead. ”

"You can't do it alone," Mikhail narrowed. "I've guessed what you're trying to do. If you're looking for something to make this enchantment, take me with you, because if I leave alone, I'm afraid it will be a big stain on my entire knighthood. ”

Helga's eyes moved.

"You're right, what we're looking for is indeed related to enchantments. ”

"If that's the case, then I have a problem: aren't enchantments all made with magic? Isn't the priest disdainful of using magic, why, do you want to join the enemy?"

"Who told you that any enchantment must be made of magic? Those so-called magical enchantments are just a transparent brick added to a place, but the enchantments we have set up can travel freely. ”

"And what is the meaning of such an enchantment?" said Mikhail, "what is the purpose of a mage setting up an enchantment to protect a certain area?"

"The freedom I speak of is limited to life, and the necromancy cannot be approached. Helge snorted. "Sure enough, you're still too lonely. ”

"Yes, yes, and what are we looking for, Miss Helge?"

"We are not the first Ilmaris to arrive in the Inori Desert, I have been sent here primarily to find out why the last adventurous party was wiped out. Helger paused for a moment and continued, "The last expeditionary regiment was expected to be high, my ...... Ahem, our queen even gave them a blessed cross necklace with her own hands, which was able to invoke the power of the Three Saints to create an enchantment against the Necrons within a certain range. Unfortunately, the commander of the previous army was so reckless that they led all the men to a temple in the desert and were never heard from again. ”

"Then how do you know that so-called cross necklace is going to stay here?"

"The Three Sages not only told me the direction to go out, but also told me where to store the cross necklace. Helge turned his head and pointed to the large mural carved into the wall. "It's right behind this wall. ”

"Do you mean we're going to break that wall and rush in?"

"If you can fight the magic runes carved into the walls, then you can do it. Helge snorted again with a deliberate look of contempt. "No, I still can't. If you really make up your mind to die with me, just follow me, and I know which way to get to that room. ”

Without waiting for Mikhail to respond, Helg took the initiative to choose a direction, and then left the spotless room with a pretended indifference.