Sorry, I'm working overtime today, I'm coming back late, and I'll give you a chapter.

What would be the reaction of a man who had been in the dim crypt for more than ten days when he saw the sun? The team fully answered this question with their actions, and the long-term detention made these explorers full of anger and fanatical longing for the light, and the moment they saw the sunlight projected from the cave entrance, everyone forgot everything, and they all wanted to rush past the cave entrance, completely losing their usual alertness.

Before they could touch the sunlight, an invisible force enveloped their bodies, dragging their advancing bodies back to Rhaeggar's side.

Almost at the same moment that the team left the place, more than a dozen sharp arrows composed of flames fell to the place where they had just stood, and the flames wrapped in the scorching temperature instantly spread, turning a radius of dozens of square meters into a sea of fire.

"Go back!" Rhaegar shouted to his companions, he could clearly feel the strength of the people who came, except for a few mages of the sixth and seventh ranks, and even one of them was no less than his own archmage, such strength was definitely not something they could fight against now. "Retreat to the next level and use the fork in the road to shake them off. ”

No one questioned Rhaeggar's suggestion, and the ground near the cave entrance that had turned into a cloud of lava was enough to confirm the strength of the enemy who had not yet appeared, and along the way out, the team ran at double speed to the next floor.

However, they still underestimated the abilities of their opponents, and the mages who seemed to have just arrived were not distracted by the forks in the road that appeared from time to time, and they chased after the squad, and on several occasions, when the squads were ready to think that they had gotten rid of them, they would appear behind them without warning, and if they relaxed a little, they would pounce on them like wolves that smelled the scent of their prey.

"They're consciously driving us away," after a period of chasing, Rhaegar finally realized what his opponent was trying to do, and these mages were always able to pre-empt "they were driving us in a certain direction. ”

"You go first," Heim said to the others after a sudden pause, "My Aror bow will hold them back." Before the companions could speak, the elf's figure had disappeared around the corner.

"This self-righteous fellow," Tomahawk cursed loudly, "who does he think he is? Does he really think we're going to watch him fight alone?" the dwarf chased after Heim like a galloping bull, still muttering words of frustration.

Nack suddenly reached out and gently tapped Willy's neck as she was about to chase the dwarves and elves, and the female warrior, who had not spoken a word since they met, immediately fell limply.

"Take her out of here," the sub-giant said to Rhaegar as he hugged the unconscious girl, "take good care of her, she's a good girl." ”

"You seem to have forgotten something," Rhaegar said slowly, "I'm just a geist now, and I can't even hold on to a piece of grass on my own." He stared into Nack's eyes, "I didn't risk my entry here to save just one of you," a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes, "I'll take care of the little bugs in the back." ”

He made a random gesture, and the bodies of Haim and Tomahawk, whom Nack thought had gone away, flew upside down from the corner of the tunnel as if they had been grabbed by an invisible raised hand.

"Their restraints will be lifted in a minute," Rhaegar's translucent body slowly drifted back the way it came, raising his hand to shoot a ball of light that flew up and down like fireflies, "Follow it, and you'll find your way out." A smile suddenly appeared on his face—the geist's face was only a vague outline, and no one could tell any expression from it, but Nack was convinced that he was indeed seeing the other person's smile—"It's a pleasure to meet you, my dear friends." ”

He sped up suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, he sank into the stone wall of the tunnel.

Norrans Hezen Tver floats through a cave lit only by dim torches with the help of his flying skills, filled with longing and excitement for the arrival of his prey.

Norraens Heisen Tver was a genius, and everyone who knew him thought so. When he was a child who had just learned to speak, he showed an extraordinary talent for magic: he learned his first magic at the age of three, became a first-order mage at the age of six, was promoted to a sixth-order mage at the age of seventeen, and by the age of thirty-six, he became an archmage that everyone looked up to.

But that's not all he has to offer. As one of the heirs of the Hand of Death, he was born an outstanding leader and planner of operations, and his ingenuity was revealed in one successful assassination after another, and at the Hand of Death, his name was a symbol of victory and wisdom, and countless people willingly served him. It is believed that it is only a matter of time before he beats his competitors and becomes the supreme leader of this organization.

However, in fact, neither the status of the archmage nor the power of the Hand of Death were very attractive to him.

In this world, the vast majority of intelligent beings do not have a surname, and even those ancient families have only one unified title, and no one is entitled to a surname except for the gods and their dependents. From his childhood, he was told that in today's post-gods' downfall, as a descendant of a family who was given a surname by the god of death, he is one of the noblest beings in the universe, and he was born destined to rule over others and manipulate their lives and deaths. But he was never interested in it, he cared more about what other people thought of him, he liked the feeling of being seen, surrounded by all kinds of jealousy, envy, reverence and fear, and he was motivated to do everything from which he must, and should be, the center and center of all people, whenever and wherever he is.

This psychology makes him miserable at times. Every plan he devised was seamless, and most of them were successful, but every now and then a fool or two—either self-righteous or stupid enough to accomplish even the simplest task—failed his near-perfect plan, and they could escape the blame with death, and he had to bear the blame of others for the stupid men, and bear the skeptical and reproachful gazes of others. How unbearable is this!

In this operation, he almost faced the same dilemma again: the betrayal of the man in whom he trusted him almost ruined the entire plan. When he sensed that the spell he had set was triggered, the anger and sense of failure caused by the betrayal of his subordinates made him almost crazy, he couldn't imagine what his competitors would say about him when this plan failed, let alone how those who had worshiped him almost blindly in the past would see him, and he even wanted to hide somewhere he didn't know and never come out again.

Fortunately, things didn't come to that point, and his timely arrival made the explorers' escape plan a failure, and although it took some twists and turns, everything was still under his control, and it was developing according to the script he had designed. Five minutes later, if there were no accidents, he would drive the explorers into a pre-set trap like a pack of wolves driving away their prey, and then. He will fulfill the client's commission perfectly.

A faint but obvious energy fluctuation broke into his perception range at this time, and this fluctuation that no one but him could detect suddenly made him put away his original relaxed mentality.

"You keep chasing. He instructed his mages, then stopped, stood in the tunnel, and waited for their opponents to arrive.

After being promoted to the rank of Archmage, the mages were initially exposed to certain contours of the Universal Law, which gave them a power far superior to others, but at the same time, it also brought certain constraints to these mages - for example, when an Archmage challenged the opponent in the name of the Universal Law, unless there was a huge difference in strength between the two sides, either side's avoidance of battle would be judged by the Universal Law to admit defeat, and from now on, until it broke through to two levels higher than the existing level, the losing side would never be able to use any magic in front of the winner.

The spirit of Norrais Heysen Tver, who accepted the challenge of the geist, was fully immersed in his own soul world, through which his mind was connected with the original energy of the outside world and some invisible law that existed in the underworld, and at this moment, his entire body and mind were fully integrated into this universe to achieve the best state of battle.

Five minutes passed, and his opponent did not arrive.

A series of heart-throbbing throbs made Norlarns Heisen Tver suddenly realize that he had been deceived by the challenged opponent: he brought himself to a halt, and he took the opportunity to kill the lone men. Norrans Heysam Tver was not surprised that the other party had such an ability, when facing a mage below the eighth order, an archmage was almost irresistible, but he couldn't understand why the opponent behind him could catch up with those mages without passing through his position, you know, this road did not have any forks in the road within five hundred meters, and to go around from the nearest fork to the front of those men, even he needed at least twenty minutes.

This feeling of being fooled, combined with the frustration of facing incomprehensible questions, caused a slight irritation in his otherwise calm and unwavering mind, which caused a tiny, almost imperceptible gap in his tight mental defenses.

Rhaegar remained silently in the stone wall of the cave not far behind Norrais Hazen Tver, watching the latter like a hunter patiently waiting for his prey to take the bait, and the eighth-order archmage was completely unaware of the enemy behind him before the geist's hidden instinct, which even Carson could not detect—of course, if Rhaegar wanted to attack, the short-lived energy anomaly was enough for the opponent to quickly spot and react immediately.

Just now, after challenging the opponent, with the help of his body, which can ignore almost all obstacles, Rhaegar successfully used the surprise attack to eliminate all the mages of the chasing team, and then returned to his original location. He believed that his opponent had a way of finding out that his men had been killed, but that was exactly what he wanted: Norrais Heytham Tver could never have imagined that his opponent would be the lowest geist in the undead realm, and therefore would never know how he had managed to get around the front without being detected by him, and as a mage, no one would act rashly until he knew the details of his enemy. Rhaegar believes that his actions have bought his friends at least ten minutes.