The trail passes through a gorge and is very quiet. All you can hear is the sound of the wind blowing over the mountain walls, and the murmuring of water after the snow and ice melt.

Probably because this place is near an ice sheet and the environment is harsh. There were no trees or flowers on the ground, only some moss growing tenaciously on the stones.

After walking along the gravel road for about ten minutes, I turned a big bend and a clearing appeared in front of me.

In the middle of the clearing, there is an altar made of three layers of stones, carved with Runiwen. In the distance, several strangely shaped peaks stand there.

Ryan pulled out the treasure map and found that the terrain was basically the same as on the treasure map. And this clearing is where the red cross is drawn.

But what does this treasure map mean? It can't be a joke, right? But if there is a secret, it won't be so easy to find, after all, as can be seen from the traces on this treasure map, the thief must have touched the treasure map often. It's likely that he's been looking here a few times.

Since the place where the cross was drawn was this open space, Ryan decided to start looking here. At first glance, he saw a large wooden sign nailed to the mountain wall.

The sign introduces the altar and says that it is more than 1,000 years old. The text above is an eulogy of ancient Viking wizards praising all things in nature.

Nature? That's rare. Ancient Viking wizards were more concerned with things like thunder, lightning, storms, and even human body enhancements, and there wasn't much research related to nature, which might be a breakthrough point.

Thinking of this, Ryan took out a large pile of plants from his shop and placed them around, and then began to communicate with the plants.

There was some joy coming from the plants, and it seemed that the environment of this place should be quite suitable for all kinds of creatures. Ryan himself could feel that the whole person seemed to be a little more relaxed here.

It's just that Ryan's strengthened sixth sense always feels that there is something wrong with this place, and it shouldn't be as peaceful as it seems.

Walking around the back of the altar, Ryan found a small mound here, and a sign next to it said that this was the place where the body was buried after the human sacrifice.

This is the reason why when Ryan chatted with others on the shopping street before, everyone told why so many people came to research.

At least in the wizarding world, some ancient magic was unleashed at times when human life was required. However, if it is magic related to all things in nature, there has never been a magic that uses human sacrifice as a sacrifice. It's because of this weirdness that this altar has a lot of wizards to investigate.

Ryan spent more than half an hour inspecting the place, but unfortunately found nothing. The plants, on the other hand, found nothing strange underground, except for the dry bones of the humans in the sacrificial pit.

This made Ryan a little frustrated, but considering that there were so many famous great wizards who didn't see anything, it should be normal for a young wizard who had only studied magic for a year to not see anything.

If you think in a good direction, at least this time I have completed an adventure, and I can brag to my classmates when I go back. Thinking of this, Ryan was also relieved.

Because he was going to explore today, Ryan got up early in the morning and woke up and was busy all the time. So now as soon as he relaxes, he feels a wave of sleepiness hit his brain.

Anyway, the guide map doesn't say that there is any danger in this place, and it can even be said that there are not even many creatures in this place. In that case, it was definitely a good idea to sleep in this place, and thinking of this, he immediately took action as he became more and more sleepy.

He retreated to the path and took out a large pile of plants and set up a cordon around his perimeter. He also took out the sunlight crystals and soaked them in water to provide warmth. When everything was ready, Ryan pulled out his sleeping bag and slipped into a sheltered corner, and fell asleep in a short time (there was sun in the clearing, but there were bones buried underground, so he couldn't sleep there).

As soon as he fell asleep, Ryan realized that something was wrong, and he seemed to have left his original position.

For he found that although he was lying on this sheltered place, all the plants arranged around him had disappeared. Turning his head, Ryan was surprised to find a blood-colored mist wafting in the air, and a smell of rust came to his nose.

Realizing that something was wrong, Ryan got up from his sleeping bag with some nervousness. After standing up, he realized that his body was now back to his 20s, was this a dream? But it was too real.

Ryan felt like he might be in big trouble. It is quite possible that you have fallen into a trap in the first place. After all, with his habits, he would not normally choose to sleep outdoors unprepared.

Fortunately, the Wanjie Grocery Store was only strongly disturbed, judging that Ryan was in a fighting state. Although Ryan can't enter the Ten Thousand Worlds Grocery Store for refuge, he can take things out of it.

Ryan began to summon plants, only to find that they were not plants at all, but small green dots of light. When these small dots of light attached to Ryan's body, he realized that he could actually use the skills of these plants.

What the hell is this place? Ryan felt strange from the bottom of his heart. However, with the power of the system as the backing, Ryan decided to look around to see what clues could help him get out of trouble.

He noticed that the blood-colored mist was drifting from the direction of the clearing, so Ryan took his wand and slowly moved it in the direction of the clearing. Around the corner, Ryan slowly poked out half of his head to spy on the clearing. After seeing the situation in the clearing, he couldn't help but gasp and take a few steps back.

For he saw that the altar had come to life again, and that the runevin on it had begun to turn slowly, glowing with ominous blood. Around this altar, there were more than a dozen black shadows jumping and jumping around the altar, as if they were doing some kind of sacrifice. There were also a few dark shadows on the altar, and I don't know what they were doing.

After stabilizing his mind, Ryan continued to poke his head out to take a closer look. Only then did he realize that the dancing black shadows next to the altar were not humans at all, but monsters with mere human outlines, made up of pieces of flesh stuck together by some red viscous liquid.

The few dark shadows on the altar were mummy-like, their withered skin revealing eerie black tattoos, flickering as if they were breathing.

At this moment, a piercing and strange roar came into Ryan's ears, and a sense of desolation greeted him. With a roar, blood lines flew out of the monsters under the altar and flew towards the middle of the circle of mummies on the altar, forming an ominous blood-red orb.

Finally, with a ping-pong sound, black-red flames rose from the blood-colored ball. The blood-red mist around him became even thicker.

A voice in Ryan's heart told him that it was time to get out and stop this nightmare from continuing, or else it could end badly.