A quote from the guide, Mr. Jack, "We're about to get to the target of the mission." The words gave the big guy who had been trekking and fighting for four days on the terrible, corrupt, dead, and murderous wilderness land of the Isle of the Dead suddenly boosted his mental morale, and even slashed the undead monsters in front of him two points faster.

After Earless, the weakest fighter, finally broke down the bone hound in front of him into pieces that would never move again, he finally ended another encounter.

Those who had finished the battle had their wounds bandaged, some took medicine, and some sat cross-legged to rest, but they did not completely relax, and those who lay down to sleep, even those who were already tired to death, and who were the most seriously injured, and who had their companions to help bandage and take medicine. Because everyone knows that on this island of the undead, where danger lurks and even the entire space exudes a hostile intonation, all intelligent beings can really rely on themselves, and if they are not careful, they will throw their lives here. If you're unlucky, you'll be transformed into an undead monster, and you won't even be able to free your soul.

Of course, in the case of having a companion to follow and go out on a mission together, as long as it is not too unlucky, at least it will be cremated by the companions in time. In order to destroy the countless corpses of the undead clan, those mysterious magicians have teamed up with the priests of the major temples to develop the 'powerful incendiary bomb', a weapon that is easy to use and not too expensive. It's a pity that there is only one kind of joint creation of magicians and priests, and if there are a few more, maybe the island of the dead will be destroyed and purified.

After destroying this wave of undead monsters and resting for only half an hour, the guide, Mr. Jack, began to urge everyone to get up and hurry. There is no one to complain.

For one, the island of the dead is full of dangers, all kinds of weird events emerge one after another, and negative emotions such as complaining are more likely to attract weird undead monsters such as ghosts. Soon after the team set off, several ghost monsters were attracted because of several complaints. Charis was able to destroy the spirits without casualties by using the Sacrificial Fire, a unique magic technique unique to the Priests of War.

Second, it is also close to the destination of the mission, although everyone does not know what will be encountered, but they also know that the critical moment is coming, the guide Mr. Jack urges everyone, must know that there is a suitable camp for everyone to rest and recover, in order to meet the most critical battle.

As expected, after more than an hour of rapid travel, a mountain range that was not too majestic and towering appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

After another hour of marching, all the men succeeded in ascending a bare and stony peak in the mountains, and entered a cave halfway up the mountain, where they set up camp.

Although there was a whistling mountain wind blowing in the cave that ran through the entire mountain peak, in order to recover their magic and mental power in order to rest peacefully, and no longer stingy with their own spells, a few 'earth wall techniques' and 'turning mud into stone', the stone walls could exist for twelve hours without being harmed, and the problem was easily solved.

And Rick. Challis also knowingly blessed this small space enclosed by two earthen walls with his own improved, but confident that no one can see the mutated 'Holy Juju Technique'.

In this way, after arranging the sentry posts that take turns to keep vigil, coupled with the magic alarm traps set by the two magicians, everyone can finally rest and sleep peacefully.

Sleep is the best way to help intelligent life recover, that is, it is economical, and it is also effective. As long as you do a good job of early warning and protection means, don't fall asleep and let others sneak attack.

Rick. Challis slept peacefully. Because he released the 'Holy Abode Technique', it can be said that it is the energy core of this divine art, and it is also the focus of protection. If anyone can hurt Rick, it will be the destruction of the 'Holy Jujutsu', but at that time, Rick will definitely be awakened.

Of course, Rick and the others don't know if it's good luck or other reasons, except for a few guys who are particularly vigilant, like Mr. Jack, the guide, who only partially regained their physical strength and spirit, everyone else has a good night's sleep and completely recovers their consumed physical strength and spirit.

When he woke up, Rick stretched out his curled head and limbs, opened his eyes, and looked at the steel horns sleeping next to him and not forgetting to protect him, and there was a hint of a smile in his eyes. It's good that there are people in this world who care about themselves.

Rick didn't alarm the sleeping Horn, rubbed his eyes, and stood up. Then, Rick saw that the campfire he had lit before going to bed was still burning, and Earless and Jack, along with a few mercenary warriors, were sitting around the campfire grilling the food. Rick was about to walk over when he suddenly turned his face in the other direction.

Which direction Rick looked at was where Mage Pat and his brother Mage Chad were sleeping. As Rick looked over, the much younger Mage Pat opened his eyes and stood up, apparently awake. Master Chad was still lying on his side, showing no signs of awakening.

When Mage Pat saw that Rick was awake and looked over, he immediately put a standard smile on his face, and then asked, "Dear Priest Rick, good morning, how are you resting?" ”

"Well, I'm well rested, Master Pat, are you well rested too? It's all recovered, right? Rick responded politely to Master Pat's greeting.

"Thank you for your concern, I have rested well, both physically and mentally, I have recovered."

"Well, that's good. Then let's go to the fire and see what kind of meal my followers have prepared, and let's go get something to eat. ”

"Alright, Priest Rick, let's go over and eat something." After Master Pat finished speaking, he paused again, and continued with a hint of envy in his tone: "Priest Rick, sometimes I think you are really lucky, to collect a follower is to be able to fight, take care of your daily life, and cook a good meal, I don't know when I will have such a follower!" ”

"Hehe, Master Pat, with your family, it shouldn't be difficult to find such followers. Actually, I envy you too, the master next to you, I'm afraid it's only half a step away from that hurdle. With that, Rick gestured to one of the four guards next to Mage Pat, one of the inconspicuous ones.

Listening to Rick's words, the faces of Mage Pat and the guard changed color slightly, probably to suppress the surprise in their hearts and not show it on their faces. Mage Pat obviously wanted to change the subject, and said a little stiffly, "Hahaha, what did Rick say?" Nothing is difficult, nothing is not. By the way, Priest Rick, you can take away the 'Holy Jujutsu' you cast, and the size is also a burden for you. ”

"Do you want to take away this 'Holy Residence Technique'? Master Napat, your senior brother Master Chad he? Rick gestured to Mage Chard, who was still lying on his side.

Master Pat looked at his senior brother and said, "It's okay, Priest Rick, my senior brother is about to wake up, it won't affect you." ”

"Okay, I'll lift this 'Holy Ju Technique', it's a little bit of a movement, don't mind."

"It's okay, I won't mind, you can lift it."

"Okay." Rick answered, and then pretended to dissolve the mutated 'Holy Jujutsu' he cast in the same way that the other sacrifices in his memory dissolved the 'Holy Jujutsu'. In fact, if this mutated 'Holy Jujutsu' Rick wants to cast and dismantle, he only needs to have a thought, after all, the source of his power is a pseudo-divine power nature, which is much more advanced than the holy power nature of other priests. You must know that even the nature of the source of the power of the priests of the Holy Rank is not up to the level of pseudo-divine power, which is the nature of power that can only be possessed by the demigod level.

After disarming the 'Holy Jujutsu', Rick saw that Mage Pat was still trying to say something to him, and he looked like he was about to speak. Suddenly, in this cave, everyone's ears sounded at the same time a volume like ordinary people talking face to face, the tone was very respectful, the content of the words was also very peaceful and ordinary, but the voice was very old, just like the words of a very old housekeeper in a noble family greeting the guests of the master who had just gotten up.

"Distinguished guests, are you resting well?"

"Who's talking, who's there? Get out of here" The wild horse that was still sleeping there just now. Qianggen jumped up at once, reaching out to grab his axe.

The missing moon next to him. Anders held down the Mustang with a hand. Qianggen, and then looked around with a wary expression. The other mercenary warriors, Lil Liz and Captain Raddy, also pressed their hands on the handles of their weapons, staring nervously around.

And Earless, who was still next to the bonfire just now, made the biggest move, jumped down, and stood directly in front of Rick, also looking around vigilantly. There was only a steel horn, I don't know if I hadn't woken up yet, or if I was slow to react, and I hadn't figured out what was going on, so I opened my eyes in a daze and sat up.

As soon as he heard the greeting from the elder, Rick and Mage Pat changed color at the same time. Because at the same time as they heard this voice, they used their spiritual power to detect the surrounding environment, but they found that there was no moving object on the entire mountain peak except for their own team, and there was no existence that released mana fluctuations. In other words, there is an existence in that passage that has been teleported from beyond this mountain, which means that that existence is at least the existence of the Holy Order. Next, the being responds to the Mustang. Qianggen's questioning also confirmed their guesses.

"Hehehe, barbarian warrior, don't be nervous, I'm not on the mountain you're on right now. I was about to serve my master to get out of bed, but I don't have time to greet you, so please follow the prompts to come by yourself. ”

"What a guest, a host, get out of ......." Wild horse. Qianggen opened his mouth and was about to scold, "Get out, let me cut you with an axe." Words like that, but he was held down by the missing moon next to him.

"Well, aren't you guests? Is it an enemy, an attempt to harm my esteemed master? The old man's voice still felt hostile, and his tone became stern.

"No, no, no, no, we are not enemies. Excuse me, is your master 'Erudito' Stratholram? "Master Chad, who had been lying on his side just now, looked like I hadn't woken up yet, and I didn't know when to sit up, ignoring the surprise in the eyes of Rick and Pat, and looked up to talk to the being who didn't know where he was.

The rest of the group relaxed when they saw Master Chad talking to the unknown being. Rick and Mage Pat glanced at each other, and they both sat quietly, quietly watching Mage Chad communicate with the being.

"How do you know my master's name? Yes, you have also come to ask my master questions. I remember that my master's name was only leaked to the people who asked the question more than thirty years ago, and they were the ones who passed it on. Then, the old voice muttered in what it thought was a small voice, in fact, that everyone could hear: "When this wave of guys gets out, the master should be advised to move this time." Although I have lived in this mountain range for more than 80 years, it is very comfortable, but from time to time there are some disturbing dreams and messy questions, which is also very annoying. ”

Naturally, Master Chad also heard the so-called whispering of the unknown being, but he didn't bother with this little thing, and just responded to the unknown being's initial question with a black line: "Yes, we are also here to ask the 'Polymath' Stratholram some questions. ”

The unknown being was probably very satisfied with Master Chad's attitude, and said with a hint of inexplicable joy in his tone, "Then you should also know the rules, right?" It's still the old rule, three rounds of betting, one victory raises a question, and if you don't win a game, you will stay on this island of the dead forever. ”