Wu Chen was in the center of the line, cautiously walking along the extension of the railroad track to the depths of the tunnel.

The downward arc of the tunnel was large, and the second team walked smoothly along the safe passage carved out by their companions, except for the steep slope and the shattered skeleton of bones under their feet.

"Mage, add a "dark vision". The second-level swordsman who led the team said.

Wu Chen was greatly embarrassed, except for a rainbow jet, his application of magic power was only in the initial stage, he could punch people, but he couldn't do much difficult movements such as gymnastics, dance, etc., the spell structure model was a combination of this kind of action, but he only remembered one now.

But the abundant spiritual power and the magic power reserve that has exceeded the first-level mage gave him the capital to meet the requirements of the team members in another way, picked up a bone stick from the ground, no chanting, no time to prepare for the spell, just a slight shake, the top of the bone stick "bang~" burst into flames, the dark red light illuminated the surrounding environment, some people cheered in a low voice, and some people frowned.

The torch made four of them, and the price was the long-lasting consumption of Wu Chen's magic power, and the team leader extinguished two of them, let the companions in front and behind the team hold the torches, and once again told them to form a formation, and the team continued to move forward.

Further on, the ground was even more messy, the yellow and white bone shelves made people have no place to put their feet, when the rusty iron sword and the fragments of armor appeared, the team came to a flat ground, Wu Chen estimated that it had descended at least twenty meters, and now it was at the intersection of four forks, and the rails were also divided into four, and a large number of minecarts and ores were dumped on the rails, accumulating into several hills.

This is where the ore is collected and sorted, and further down it is the real mine, the team dispersed, searching and beating in the space, Wu Chen came to a green-skinned corpse, squatting down to observe.

It is a subspecies of absenteeism, with thick lower limbs and a restrained body, a bamboo basket on its back, a candle tied to the top of its head, and an elongated tail about a meter long, the head of a standard canine.

"Found it!"

Wu Chen hurriedly stood up and gathered with the team members, and the leftmost one of the four forks found the secret mark left by the team in front, and the team began to shape, advancing in a battle formation of arrows.

The ground began to descend sharply again, the arc was larger than the section of road that he had passed, the ore mixed with broken bones was gone, and a large amount of blood stains that were still very wet were sprinkled on the walls of the cave under his feet and around him, the thick smell of blood was in his nose, and the atmosphere began to be tense and depressed.

There is no corpse, which means that the situation is a little weird, Wu Chen's team does not have members who are good at perception and stealth, they are all good at tackling tough problems and opening up, at this time, the narrow space and unknown dangers make him no longer able to scruple about consumption, and the tentacles of the spirit swayed out, spreading in two directions in front of him and behind him.

He closed his eyes, purely with spiritual tentacles to observe the unknown environment, outside the mine, it was easy to explore the range of hundreds of meters, but when he arrived here, there was a lot of attenuation, but fifteen meters before and after him already made him unsustainable, dark energy filled every inch of space here, and the colorful elemental spirits were only left with one color - black!

Suddenly!

"Bang~"

"Little ......"

A pitch-black claw suddenly rushed out of the wall on the left side, and the rubble shot out, this claw stabbed at Wu Chen like a black lightning, there was no time to react at all, and the spells and mental vigilance ranges that were ready to attack could not help him, and Wu Chen's head was about to be pierced......

A heavily armored warrior bumped into Wu Chen at a critical moment, "Bang~", Wu Chen staggered forward two steps and looked back, his eyes only caught the afterimage of the claws retracted, and a large amount of blood spilled out from the chest pierced by the heavy armor warrior, and the warrior fell, in front of all his comrades who had no time to react.

This qiē happened so quickly that Wu Chen was once again caught between the three warriors, and at this time, palpitations and fear emerged, and his scalp felt numb.

Shattered by self-esteem and pride, Wu Chen immediately revoked the spell preparation of the rainbow spray and changed it to the most direct and best way of fighting.

“…… He's dead!"

Everyone was silent for a moment.

"There's a dreadclaw, protect the mage...... Let's go!"

The teammates calmly accepted the first attrition, the team continued to move forward, Wu Chen, who was sandwiched in the middle, did not dare to slack off, his mind moved, his spiritual power was stimulated, and the magic power penetrated out of the surface of his body, and the few ice blue elemental spirits around responded violently, a large number of fine ice crystals were attached to the body, and between the two breaths, a layer of ice armor with a thickness of five centimeters was formed.

The sudden drop in temperature made his teammates feel a chill to the bone, but their faces were much better, and the warriors guarding him were no longer as nervous as before, and they loosened a little distance, and no one complained about the cold.

Fifteen people, oh no, the team of fourteen people advanced with four formal professionals as the core, and after about five minutes, there was a rush of footsteps in front of them, and the team stopped, and the melee profession moved forward, far beyond the profession behind, Wu Chen was in the center and began to prepare.

"It's me, it's ......"

A thief in black leather armor appeared in the light of the torch, his familiar face and costume made Wu Chen relax his vigilance, and Edward, the second-level swordsman who led the team, greeted him, "Victor, what's the matter, why are you back?"

"Quick, quick, get out, it's too late!" Victor the Thief slammed past Edward into the group, looking to be frightened, ignoring the tugs and inquiries of his companions, only forward, and looking less courageous than to glance back.

The formation was in a commotion, most of the mercenaries were a little overwhelmed, Edward was furious, bumped into several teammates, grabbed Victor's shoulders first, broke his body, and shouted: "You idiot, tell me what happened, Captain?"

Victor still wanted to struggle, his head kept low so that people couldn't see his face clearly, "It's over, it's all over, demons, there's demons down there!"

The word demon frightened everyone, and just when everyone's hearts were lost and the vigilance was loosened for a moment, Victor's body suddenly writhed twice like a snake, breaking free from Edward's grasp, turning into a black shadow and jumping in the air, and a streamer shot out of his mouth......

Wu Chen only had time to tilt his forehead back, "click~~", the unidentified object that shot out of his forehead rubbed the frost armor, and swayed with a large amount of ice chips, "Bang!", a large amount of gravel splattered from the cave wall on the left, and the black claws stabbed Wu Chen's fallen body like lightning.

It's too late to react, life and death are on the line, and at this time, Wu Chen can only rely on himself