The adventuring party, known as the 'Shield of Lufu', had been chasing the Troll Mountain Kirk all the way.

This is also normal. Adventurers are sometimes the same creatures as hyenas, and they often flock to them at the slightest hint of a chance to make a fortune. Some of them have achieved fame, some have exposed their corpses to the wilderness, and most choose to retire before the starlight runs out, only occasionally reminiscing about their high-spirited past in the fireplace......

The Electors may be a little more realistic. After all, the people of the earth come from a more utilitarian society, and fame, wealth and power are transformed into each other at an astonishing speed, and more people are intoxicated with it. The innocence of those earlier days is long gone.

These people come from such a realistic team, and they can't be like-minded, unless they make a fortune together, they can be regarded as like-minded, but over time, there will still be some feelings in the team. People identify with each other, and a fixed team is formed.

The five of them set out from the warm south to the frigid northlands with the party, mainly for the sake of this famous troll. They tracked the troll from the north of the Tibia Forest for seven days and nights, all the way into the Blood Thistle Glade, before they met each other.

The traces of the battle outside Fort Ayger were left behind, and they lost a lot of men at the time, but they also wounded Shankok. The team chases the wounded troll all the way into Castle Worm, until they meet the necromancer who is with Shankirk-

“…… The real power is the necromancer......"

"That Mountain Kirk is only a troll of about twenty levels, but that necromancer is at least twenty-five levels. It fooled us all, it's the real boss ......"

The little fat man looked shocked, and glanced at the bone shelves scattered all over the ground: "Even these things he summoned we can't deal with......"

"Alright, don't talk about that." The archer put away his bow, pushed it with his hand, let it slung it cross-legged on his back, and turned back and said, "Sir, our regimental commander is still outside to attract its attention, it is blocking us in here, and we must find another way to the outside world." ”

He said as he looked at the secret passage behind Fang Yuan.

"There's no road down there." Fang Yu told a lie.

Because even if they could pass through the labyrinthine underground tunnels, it would be impossible to pass through the stone wall without the inheritance of the Rogersel family, and the bottom would be a dead end for these people.

And there's no way he's going to turn back and lead the way for these people, and face those dangerous shadow monsters again.

And there's a lich down there.

"We have no choice but to go down and see." The archer's eyes were calm, and he clearly didn't believe him.

Fang Yu nodded noncommittally, as if to show his agreement: "How many levels do you have?" ”

"Your Excellency, ...... you"

As soon as he said this, Miss Priest, who was whispering to the guard swordsman on the side, also raised her head and looked at this side in some surprise.

"I mean, instead of sitting back and waiting, you and I should go and kill that necromancer."

"That thing can't even be dealt with by our regimental commander......" The little fat man looked at him with his mouth wide open.

"That doesn't mean I can't deal with it—" Fang Yu pretended to be unfathomable, giving a few people some confidence.

They mistook Fang Yu for a commissioner sent by the General Council, the Adventurers' Guild had been keeping an eye on the troll since a few years ago, and the bounty had been rising again and again. Fang Yu didn't deny that he had a plan, but if these people wanted to know his true rank, most of them would take his words as a joke.

He thought in his mind about the abilities that a level twenty-five necromancer should have......

That's still a boss. And it can be called a BOSS, most of which have its own uniqueness.

"I'm a level 12 ......," the archer hesitated, but replied out of respect for the veteran adventurer.

"Me too." This is the little fat warrior.

Two swordsmen, one eleventh and one tenth.

Miss Priest is also only level ten.

Their regimental commanders are of a higher rank, fifteen ranks, one level higher than the square plover; There is also a lady named Rose, who is the deputy head of the regiment, and is the fourteenth level, which is the same level as the square plover.

Such a team of people is ambushed by a level 25 boss, and it seems that they are indeed helpless. But sometimes the level is not everything, it is just a summary of experience and cognition, representing the knowledge and ability of the character.

If it is not properly used, the benefits of the grade are often greatly reduced.

"Can you get in touch with anyone else?" Fang Yu asked.

The priest nodded.

But after a while, she raised her head with a pale expression, and her tone was a little uneasy: "I, I can't contact Sister Rose......"

The others blew up when they heard this: "How is this possible!?" Did something happen to them? ”

"But it's only been a quarter of an hour and it's been less than ......."

Fang Yu walked up to Miss Priest and stretched out his hand: "Give me the communication crystal." ”

The other party hesitated, but it was not so much that he was unwilling, but that he didn't expect Fang Yu to make this request. She looked at the archer on the side, who was noncommittal, and the priest carefully handed him the communication crystal.

She thought Fang Yu would check the information inside. But Fang Yu didn't do this, just held it in his hand and glanced at it, and handed it back to her.

A few people were still a little surprised, and they didn't understand what he meant by this move.

Fang Yu was actually just checking to see if the communication crystal was interfered with by magic. But he found out that it was not, and then took out his communication crystal to look at it, only to find that his communication crystal had also returned to normal in this place.

It doesn't look like it's under the castle.

So Fang Yu took his communication crystal and sent a message.

Since the communication is normal, most of the people who can't be contacted have already had an accident. But as long as there is Starlight, there are many possibilities for such a thing as the Aitarians will be resurrected quickly after the death of the Aitarians, and the communication will be lost.

He thought of one of them.

Fang Yu held the crystal and raised his head: "How far is it from here to where you came in, is there a fork in the middle, what is the situation outside, and in what direction is the entrance in the valley?" ”

Several people glanced at each other.

"Does it matter...... "The Guard Swordsman asked.

"Absolutely."

"It's about five or six minutes, there is no fork in the middle, and the mine slopes downward......"

"Mine Road?"

“…… Outside is an abandoned mineshaft, south of Fort Eymaux...... We looked into it before we came and found out that there was a place......"

Fang Yu thought to himself that these people were more prepared than they were, and they didn't know that there was an abandoned mine shaft in this valley - but the Seven Seas Brigade had also made a temporary trip, and had no intention of going to this valley in advance.

“…… Is that enough, sir? ”

"That's enough." Fang Yu nodded.

He raised his hand, and a golden light flew from the darkness and fell steadily into his hand.

Only then did everyone see that it was a copper ball with a delicate shell, and the hemispherical copper shell was covered with delicate rituals and covered with copper leaves. It stretched out four copper feathers as thin as cicada wings, and with a slight flick, it flew up and flew around the hand of the square plover.

"Clockwork Fairy ......"

It's not like they've never seen this little thing, but it's rare to be flexible to this extent, even breathtaking. The eyes of the two swordsmen shone brightly, and there was a combat craftsman of this level, and he was at least a professional craftsman within the Craftsman Association.

As we all know, the Kaurin-Ishurian adventurers will always cooperate with the Golander Craftsmen Guild from time to time, and it is not surprising that the Craftsmen Guild will send combat members to investigate.

A few people thought that Fang Yu was a professional craftsman in the combat department of the General Craftsmen Association. It's just that I don't know if it's white or black, and as for the higher red and department heads, with their common sense, they also know that craftsmen will always let people at the department head level deal with this little thing.

Of course, Fang Yu would not say that he was just a Venus craftsman, nor did he serve in the combat craftsman department of the General Craftsmen's Guild - he only rolled his collar inward slightly, and in the dim light, ordinary people would not notice.

He took back the clockwork goblin mainly to recharge, on the one hand, it was also to give these people some confidence, although the angel could stand aside, but the average person more intuitively understood the clockwork goblin.

Since the clockwork fairy hadn't consumed much mana before, it didn't take long for it to be recharged. Fang Plover pointed forward, and it suddenly flew forward, disappearing into the darkness—

"Are you a member of the Craftsmen's Guild?" The little fat man looked at this scene, and still asked in disbelief: "You, can you really deal with that necromancer?" ”

"I don't know."

"We'll see." Fang Yu replied noncommittally.

It's just this sentence, but it gave a few people inexplicable confidence.

People are like this, blind confidence makes people feel unreliable. But if he behaves sensibly, what he says is multiply more convincing.

However, those questions asked by Fang Yu before were of course not untargeted. Since the clockwork elves themselves do not emit light, it is difficult to add dark vision components, so it is difficult to discern the direction in the darkness.

However, Fang Yu is confident that after mastering the basic terrain information, he can try blind flying.

Unable to count on contacting anyone outside, he decided to scout on his own. A level twenty-five necromancer is not impossible to deal with, but only if he doesn't run headlong into it without knowing anything.

It would only blow your head and break the bloodstream.

A few people fell silent, and only the occasional clicking sound of Fang Yuan's control gloves was in the darkness.

His hood was pulled so low that the crowd couldn't see him wearing goggles. But he stood motionless, but looked even taller, and everyone only looked at Kita on the side, who took her for Fang Yuan's assistant.

The assistant was a naturalist.

The swordsman of the guards was amazed, and he also bought a picture with everyone about how rare and powerful the profession of naturalist is, and how rare and powerful it is to have a naturalist as an assistant - its strength and status can be imagined. The little fat man and the other swordsman were fascinated by what they heard, and the priest couldn't help but look at Fang Yu twice.

Only the archers kept them silent, interfering with Fang Ou's control of the clockwork elf—he was very worried, and he also wanted to know what was going on outside.

Kita pushed her glasses and was a little quiet, holding her magic book.

After a while, Fang Ou released a second clockwork goblin.

He secretly screamed in his heart. The first clockwork elf flew about half the distance and hit the wall, being scrapped on the spot due to its speed. No way, blind flying also requires a certain amount of luck, and technology is only part of it.

The second clockwork elf flew faster, almost with a wind sound.

It wasn't much luckier than the first clockwork elf, though, crashing into a pillar.

It wasn't until the third clockwork fairy that Fang Yu finally caught a glimmer of light in the pitch darkness, and he turned his hand to make the clockwork fairy turn in that direction. Of course, the clockwork elves were far faster than humans, but the three clockwork elves were still delayed for a minute or two.

The field of vision lit up.

Fang Plover squinted his eyes under the goggles.

He gently slowed down the clockwork elf so that he wouldn't crash into something due to vision problems and fall short. After getting used to the light, Fang Yu could see that there was a fir forest outside, and although it was covered in snow, it could still see a clearing below and a few houses with only frames left.

As described by these people, there is an abandoned mine outside.

Almost immediately, thanks to its striking target, the pantage saw the tall creature standing in the clearing—the dwarf giant, about four to five meters tall, covered in green, ugly bumps.

It had a long, pointed nose with deep-set eye sockets, and inside it were two tiny eyes like green beans—glittering with a sly light. His blue hair was messy, and he was carrying a wooden stick, rubbing his back against the fir.

The troll seemed a little laid-back.

Fang Plover let his clockwork elf fly higher and went to find the necromancer's trail.

He soon saw a group of people behind a building. Looking more closely, he found that these people were all sitting in the snow, guarded by a group of black swordsmen—directly in front of those black swordsmen, Fang Yu finally found his target.

What made Fang Yu frown slightly was that he noticed that this person was somewhat familiar.

He gently closed his fingers and pressed down, bringing his clockwork elf closer in that direction. Take a closer look -

Isn't that the 'messenger' of the Dragon-worshippers who appeared in Doriffin?

How could this man be here?

He's the necromancer?

Fang Yu suddenly realized that in the three or four years since Shankok disappeared, it was very likely that the other party was carrying out Dorifin's plan, so it made sense. It's just that what is the relationship between the other party and Shankouk? What were they doing here three or four years ago?

Fang Yu believed that these dragon worshippers would never do something meaningless.

Suspicious, he let the clockwork elf fly down, through the tattered mine buildings, and around the other side. In order to try not to make a sound, he even asked the clockwork goblin to stop and hide behind a wall, leaving the camera only sideways to the people outside.

Although the necromancer is of high rank, he didn't notice that there was an inconspicuous gadget hidden in this direction.

Images from outside came in.

Fang Yu turned around and asked a few people about the appearance and identity of those who were being detained.

Every time he described one, several people let out an exclamation.

"That's the regimental commander, it's over...... The regimental commander was also captured......"

"That's the Ruth ......"

"Is Sister Rose there too......

Several of them had gray faces.

The team asked them to come out and find their way because they were the worst team.

And the stronger others were also planted at the hands of the necromancer, which made them even more desperate.

The archer clenched his fists and said nothing. Others looked at Fang Yuan, the somewhat mysterious looking 'veteran adventurer', who was probably their only hope at the moment.

But Fang Yu did not answer, only put a finger to his mouth, and told them to calm down. He was constantly catching the information from the outside through the clockwork elf, and turned on the sound component, first hearing the sound of a whirring wind, and then the sound of the 'messenger'.

The voice was a little distorted: "Starlight is precious, aren't you, you are the chosen one, do you really want me to kill you......?" ”

"I'm not in the mood to play these cat-and-mouse games with you either...... Now I'm going to ask you a question......"

At this, he suddenly let out a slight 'huh', turned around, and looked in the direction of the entrance to the mine above the valley, which was the direction of the road where Fang Yu and the others were.

It took a few seconds before he turned around, "Tell me, you've been chasing Shankok all the way to this place...... Did you see that thing......"

His voice echoed in the wind.

Fang Yu was still thinking about the meaning of his words. But after a while, a young man with soft curly hair stuck to the door of his head, but with a very resolute face, asked, "Are you practicing necromancy...... We've been entrusted by the Adventurer's Guild to pursue you all the way here, will you really let us go? ”

Fang Yu recognized that this young man was the head of the regiment described by those people.

The messenger shook his head: "I can swear to Lady Roman. ”

The young man looked a little hesitant.

He looked back at a swordsman girl behind him, with her hands cut behind her back, her pretty short fiery red hair, and her green eyes—like a thorny rose. Even in such a situation, the girl seemed calm enough:

"Lady Roman can't control you lawless."

“…… And I have heard that the gods you worship are saints who walk in darkness. She was very sensible in her terms.

The Courier looked at her deeply. "You know us well, well—I can swear to the Dark Saints."

"Swear by what?"

"If what you say is true, I will not kill you."

He spread his hand: "Actually, if you are a threat to me, I will not hesitate to kill you, but unfortunately you are too weak, I really can't be interested." ”

The young man and the girl looked at each other, a little dark-faced, humiliated in front of them like this, but it was also the reason why their strength was too poor.

This is followed by a Q&A.

The messenger asked, and the youth and maiden took turns answering, and Fang Yu listened on the sidelines—the Dragon-worshippers seemed to be looking for someone who had made their way south to this place, just like the Troll Mountain Kirk and the necromancer.

At first, Fang Yu thought they were looking for themselves, and he was startled, but after listening carefully, it didn't seem to be the case.

Because they talked about necromancy, that person also seemed to be a necromancer.

And a second necromancer?

Fang Yu was slightly stunned. He could tell that the Courier seemed to be in a hurry to find the man - the team didn't know much about it, but they didn't miss a single detail.

Then the messenger suddenly whispered a word, but Fang Yu did not hear it clearly because of the distance.

But the young man suddenly became agitated.

……