Wisps of red glow appeared on the horizon in the east, and a little purple red slowly rose, from dark to bright, and with a slight jump, a round of red sun erupted, and the morning glow filled the sky in an instant.

López kept moving forward for a moment, he was following the instructions of Able on his back to the ruins, and the large number of undead behind them were still chasing after them.

The arrival of sunlight made López breathe a sigh of relief, which meant that he finally did not have to endure the vision obstruction caused by the boundless darkness.

However, after a long run, his physical strength had begun to run out a little, but it made the undead even more desperate, if their lives had not been reduced to ashes in the passage of time, of course.

Suddenly, a huge crater appeared in the front of López's vision, and he was about to ask, but Abel on his back shouted at the right time: "The ruins are just ahead, do you see that huge crater? ”

"Well, hold on. A friendly reminder to Abel made López run towards the pothole as best he could.

Having exhausted all his strength, López quickly left the undead far behind, and when he reached the pit, he jumped without hesitation, and as Abel said, it was not very high, only two meters at most.

The place they were at now looked like a long passageway, but there were no flowers around them, presumably, in a deeper place.

"What are we going to do now?" López asked as he crouched down and slowly lowered Abel down.

"Don't worry, those undead can't pass through anywhere yet, and our time is still very loose. Abel patted López on the shoulder before lifting his leg and walking deeper into the passage.

López glanced at Abel's back in confusion, and after being stunned for a moment, he trotted to catch up with Abel: "This is the ruins?"

"No, no, no, this place is a passage, and there are ruins underneath. As he spoke, Able waved his staff slightly.

With his movements, a flash of flame slowly leaped onto the staff, causing the darkness around him to dissipate in an instant.

"Oh, the light of time. The glimmer of the flames reflected López's face, which made him shrug with a smile.

"If you can get out alive and you want to learn, I can teach you. Abel smiled as he watched the scenery on both sides of the wall.

"Heartwarming advice, hopefully my talent isn't too bad. In response, López raised his finger and gently rubbed the wall.

Only then did he realize that the materials of the surrounding passages were actually gold, and there were many murals on them that had been blurred.

"Isn't it shocking?" Abel turned and groped for the frescoes on the wall that had been eroded by time, "When I first saw it, my expression was exactly the same as yours. ”

"Actually, it was okay that I suddenly thought of a guy who, if he saw it, would probably be screaming to move the whole ruins home. With a look of disgust, López shrugged his shoulders again.

"You're such an interesting young man, López. Abel complimented him, then looked back at the dark passage behind him, "I think we'll have to pick things up, López." ”

This puzzled López, and then he glanced back at the lightless passage behind him, and was about to ask, when he turned his head to find that Able was gone, leaving only a miserable scream coming from the front.

"Not good, hey, Able. López called his name worriedly, losing the light of the flames, and the surroundings instantly became dark.

There was no time to adapt to the environment, and López could only raise his feet and run in the direction of the screams.

Running and running, López suddenly felt empty under his feet, and then began to fall rapidly, the weightlessness made him subconsciously curl up, and at the same time raised his hands to protect his head.

Fortunately, it was not very high, and with the protection of the armor on his body, he was fine, but he fell a little dazed.

After a brief pause, López quickly regained his mobility, and after a sigh, he slowly stood up on the ground.

Happily, the walls were full of torches that had already been lit, which solved López's big trouble, after all, he was not a priest and could not play those handy little tricks, and the darkness would cause him considerable trouble.

After a dull silence, López gently drew the sword at his waist as an unknown species appeared in front of him, looking down and nibbling on something.

López slowly leaned towards the purple thing, trying not to make any noise, but it always backfired, and before he could take two steps, the purple thing suddenly turned around and rushed towards López.

This allowed López to see the whole picture of the monster, it was actually a purple scorpion, but unlike other scorpions, the purple scorpion was extremely huge, and it was about twice the size of López.

Before López could react, the purple scorpion quickly pounced on López.

And Lopez hurriedly raised his sword to block the scorpion's claws, but the strength of the purple scorpion was surprisingly great, and it directly pushed Lopez to the ground.

He struggled to resist the scorpion's sharp legs, but at that moment, he suddenly realized that the scorpion's tail was rapidly stinging at him.

Seeing this, López quickly let go of his left hand against the scorpion's leg, although this caused the pressure on his right hand to skyrocket, but now he can't care about it at all.

Then, López quickly stretched out his right hand to the purple dagger in his lower back, pulled it out and stabbed the scorpion's head without hesitation.

Purple blood splattered out quickly, splashing all over López's body, and then he grabbed the hilt of his sword and threw it forward, and the body of the purple scorpion was thrown out.

Relieved, he raised his arm and wiped his cheeks stained with blood, then casually inserted the purple dagger back, and then walked towards the place where the scorpion was gnawing just now, but he suddenly had a bad premonition.

There was only half of the corpse left on the ground, but the face had already been gnawed beyond recognition, and the blood had long since dried up, and the blood-stained costume was the priest's uniform, which was quite similar to Abel in size.

This made López sigh slightly, and then turned his head to continue to look around.

It's pretty empty.

Suddenly, as if he had noticed something, he quickly raised his feet and ran towards a corner.

There were a few corpses that had long since decomposed, judging from the costumes, they should be the priests who came down before.

A cold wind blew, the flames of the torches fluttered slightly, and there was an eerie atmosphere everywhere.