The dilapidated and decaying stone gate stood in the middle of the passage, and Moderian looked at the traces of wind and frost left by the years, his face was solemn, and he was surprised that there would be a means of defense here.

"Open it!" Modrian turned to Sain and said, the stone gate is a little tall, the thickness is not clear, and it is easy to solve this kind of problem with Sain's size.

Sain smiled lowly, his hands clutching the huge black axe, and slowly walked towards the stone gate, which had been cleared by the Trefalis legionnaires, leaving a neat passageway.

Rumble!

The powerful power of his arms suddenly exploded, and the pale muscles faintly drove the flow of air, and the huge black axe slashed hard at the stone door.

Tiny cracks covered the stone doors, and gravel and mud drifted through the passages.

Modrian motioned for everyone to retreat in case something unexpected happened, while Sain, a war machine in his living state, still slashed through the stone door without hesitation.

A violent roar echoed through the passage, and countless clouds of dust clouded the air, and after ten breaths, the dilapidated stone gate collapsed, and a musty, foul smell came over the surface.

Covering his nostrils, Modrian did not rush in, and patiently waited outside for a long time, until the dust cleared and the air circulated a little, and then he was ready to step inside.

"Wait!"

A crisp shout stopped Modrian's steps, and he looked down to see Poppy standing in front of him with his head held high, blocking his way.

"Lord Modrian, you can't go in first."

"Okay!" Rubbing Bobby's head, Modrian nodded slightly at Darius, who would wait outside until it was completely safe before going inside.

Is it a treasure trove or a dusty tomb? Modrian leaned against the stone wall and thought casually.

And that's exactly what happened.

After entering the passage safely, Modrian found the shriveled corpses of many giant evil snowmen along the road, and depending on the direction of their corpses and the degree of entanglement, it is likely that they died in internal fighting.

Remembering the properties of the black mist, he was not surprised.

It's just that after traveling for a while, he suddenly found that there were a large number of corpses of the giant evil snowman in this passage, because of the environment, they basically maintained their original appearance, and they looked much stronger than the giant evil snowmen they encountered, but they all died tragically here.

Doubts flooded in his mind, Modrian didn't understand why the surviving snowman didn't open here, he remembered that in the three passages, except for the place where food was stored, there were almost no traces of the snowman in the other two passages.

Is it a civilization fault?

The surviving snowmen who have lost most of their Yeti language don't know exactly what this place is, but they should at least be able to explore it deeply.

Modrian shook his head slightly, distracting his thoughts, these were not what he should have considered, at least the only remaining snowman in the Renwall Mountains had been wiped out by his hands.

Looking at this pitch-black cavern, the smell of death permeated the passage.

Following the footsteps ahead, Modrian continued to go deeper, searching for the remains of the Great Evil Snowman as he passed, hoping to find the loot, but unfortunately, he found nothing.

Seeing a faint light again, Modrian and Bobby quickened their pace into a vast grotto.

What catches your eye is the mountains of animal skins and countless broken weapons, as well as some bones and scales from beast monsters, which have been polished by the snowman and turned into a pile of rough daily necessities.

But after the long river of corrosion, everything has become rotten products, including the remains of a large number of giant evil snowmen, all scattered in the grotto, which is a bit shocking.

"Be careful when you search to avoid danger." Modrian looked at the scattered Trefali legionnaires and reminded.

In general, Treasure Lands and Dusty Tombs will have Subtle Traps in them.

However, it was Modrian who was overly concerned, and the savage Yeti civilization did not have so many inner calculations.

"Huh!" Modrian raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had noticed something interesting, and walked to the right side of the grotto, where there was a tall giant evil snowman half-kneeling, about 4 meters tall on his knees alone.

This giant evil snowman suspected of being the leader was extremely miserable, the flesh and blood essence on his body had long been devoured, and his tall body was left with no skeleton support, and his once snow-white fur was dull and full of rotten taste.

And in the direction of its kneeling is an elaborately carved high platform that houses two objects that once appeared in the snowman mural.

It is a gray-white shield and a gray-white heavy cavalry spear given by the dwarves.

However, the dwarves also thought carefully, the style of these two items was completely unsuitable for the size of the giant evil snowman, but it was very suitable for dwarves and humans.

It seems that they also know that they can't let these savage and bloodthirsty races gain too much power, otherwise it will be difficult to suppress.

According to the strength of the dwarves depicted in the murals, it can be said to be extremely powerful, and there are many strong dwarves at the level of knight chief alone, not to mention that there will definitely be hidden secrets in that huge and majestic fortress.

This also fully shows that the strength of the Yeti clan before the Black Mist Disaster is not weak, at least the Giant Evil Snowman is an extraordinary monster, or even more powerful.

Standing under the high platform, Modrian looked at the two objects that still shimmered with a dim light, and felt sorry for himself.

Shields and mounted spears, crafted by the dwarves and endowed with vassal races, are clearly not mortal.

With optimism, Modrian stepped up to the platform, stretched out his hands, and touched the shield, which looked slightly heavy.

【Gray Shield (Broken)】

[Item Rarity: High-level Magic Item]

[Material: Gray and White Stone, Black Iron, Secret Silver]

[Weight: 165 kg]

[Magic Attribute: +25 Armor, +15 Magic Resistance]

[Gray Power: ??? 】

[Note: Created by the Ice Dwarf Master Noel Giles, it is one of his proudest works, and can be combined with the Gray and White Spear to form a set, and its power can be compared to some low-level magical items.] 】

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【Ding.......... Discovering the source of energy, does it allow the system to decompose? 】

......................

[No! 】

Modrian gazed with interest at the gray and white shield in his hand, the handle concave and convex, evenly pressed, the surface of the shield finely polished, but with tiny cracks in the erosion of time, and a pure white emblem carved like a hammer in the center.

It's a very ordinary appearance, but I didn't expect it to be a high-level magic item, and it's a magic suit.

Putting down the gray and white shield, Modrian looked at another gray-white heavy riding spear on the high platform, with a simple and heavy style, about 2 meters long.

Unlike ordinary heavy cavalry guns, the off-white cavalry spear in front of you is more like a combination of a giant sword and a cavalry lance.

The blade of the gun was sharp on both sides, and the tip of the spear was like a cone from thick to thin, and the slightest cold light stinged the skin, and there were even winding blood grooves extending to the hilt.

It is conceivable that once the gray-white cavalry spear pierces the enemy's body, countless blood will be released along the blood tank, and the blood in the body may even be emptied in an instant.

【Gray Spear (Broken)】

[Item Rarity: High-level Magic Item]

[Material: Gray and White Stone, Black Iron, Secret Silver]

[Weight: 124 kg]

[Magic Attribute: +15 Attack Damage, +10 Armor Piercing]

[Gray Power: ??? 】

[Notes: Created by the Ice Dwarf Master Noel Giles, it is one of his proudest works, and can be combined with the Gray and White Shield to form a set, and its power can be compared to some low-level magical items.] 】

"Sure enough, it's two magic suits!"

Ignoring the disintegration prompt from the system, Modrian gently stroked the blade of the gray spear, countless goosebumps rising on the surface of his skin, and even the merciless time could not erase the sharp cold.

"Can it be compared to a low-level magic item? Very nice bonus! ”