Alyssa's gaze wandered from hill to hill under twilight, past a fir forest, before she saw the Electors in the undead in the clearing. After a while, she saw trolls wandering back and forth at the edge of the woods in the other direction.

Only then did she retract her gaze, quietly returned to the bushes, picked up the communication crystal, and announced: "Captain, I'm here." ”

"As planned, he's already in the mine, be careful." Fang Yuan's voice came from there.

"Got it."

Alyssa looked left and right before she carefully arched herself and leaped like a lynx down the low slope. There were two boulders there, and she hid between them, disappearing into the dark bushes behind her.

The process is silent, and the fir forest in the distance is quiet and silent.

The entrance to the tunnel –

The snow had almost buried most of the entrance, but someone had recently dug a hole in the edge, which was overgrown with weeds and a black hole inside.

The Courier stood at the edge of the entrance and told the undead guard to raise the torch of pine resin in his hand - the undead creatures had dark vision, but the necromancer did not - and the illumination crystal was an alchemical item, but the undead could not use it.

The torch light illuminated a small area, but it was enough to outline the entrance, and the Courier looked up to see that the wooden beams left behind decades ago had collapsed, and the iron hooks on them had long since been empty where the miner's lamps had been hung.

A few rusty railroad tracks buried under the snow stretch into the dark depths.

He looked at the railroad tracks, and thought to himself that he was not wrong, and that even if this entrance was intact, Shankouk would not be able to enter.

The necromancer himself was weak and his summons were too dull, and Shancock was his big helper, and of course he knew that. It's just that the previous temptation didn't yield anything, and the information obtained was plausible—the only thing that was certain was that there would be nothing to gain by letting those people in, and it was just a futile waste of his precious magic power.

It was getting late, he didn't have time to delay here, and the thought of what might happen under the moonlit night made him have to go and find out for himself—to try to finish it all before the silver moon was born.

The four black swordsmen in front and behind protected him on his left and right.

At the same time, he also has a tall ghoul by his side, the Corpse Eater, an advanced undead, level twenty-three, and one of the strongest combat forces at his disposal other than Shankok.

Of course, in the case of keeping a distance, the necromancer himself is not bad, not to mention that he still has the power of 'that adult'. After thinking carefully about the hole cards in his possession, the 'Courier' calmed down for a moment before ordering the Black Swordsman to move on.

As we went deeper into the mine, the temperature seemed to get colder and colder, but this had no effect on the undead and the necromancer, except that there seemed to be a cold aura in the mine for many years.

The Messenger looked back and looked around. The necromancer was very sensitive to the dark aura of necromancy, and this aura made him relax a little - it was indeed the aura left by necromancy, and it was not ordinary necromancy.

It is very difficult for ordinary necromancers to create such an effect.

As a necromancer, of course, he knows more about his colleagues, and only those powerful spells will leave such traces.

He was a little sure. It seems that what the obnoxious little fat man said was true, and that the lich was really hiding underneath. And he knew as much about Fort Worm as he knew about the mines.

The gold mine once dominated the rise of the Masunk area, and it was about a few decades after the abandonment of Fort Eymaus, when gold prospectors discovered the vein – attracting adventurers and a gold rush.

It was only thirty or forty years ago that the veins were gradually depleted, and when people dug further down, it was rumored that a passage to hell had been dug up.

Since then, strange things have been frequent, and news of haunting in the mines has been reported, and it has been useless to invite adventurers, and many people have even disappeared and died. Later, the reputation of the Blood Thistle Glade and the castle above spread far and wide, and then it became what it is now—

However, he was light-hearted, and he didn't care about these rumors, and of course what those people dug up was not a road to hell, but a huge tunnel in the castle.

He knew exactly what was beneath the tunnel.

If the lich was really down there, it would probably be in its hands. The 'messenger' knew the other party's true identity very well, and did not feel too nervous in his heart, but took out a silver snuff box from under his robe and held it in his hand.

Although Dorifin's party fell short, it was not without success.

"It's a pity that the Scepter of Pride fell into the hands of the people of Tapolis and destroyed the heavens......" The Messenger thought to himself.

Due to the slow transfer of information. This is especially true for those of the dark who return to civilization once in a few months, so many do not know that in the Doriphon Illusion, it is a young man with no name who is really in charge.

Therefore, only the account was put on the head of the Knights of Tapolis.

Of course, he is even more unclear.

Under the uncertain light of the torches, under a crack in the rock wall not far away, a pair of lifeless constructor eyes watched intently as he passed through this section of the mine.

Deep in the mine.

The light of the illuminating crystal has long since been extinguished.

In the darkness, only the dial on the metal glove makes an occasional 'click' sound.

The lens of the goggles moves left and right in a dark environment. In front of everyone, there is only a virtual world, and the blue light still illuminates the depths of everyone's eyes.

No one spoke, including Fang Yu, and it was so quiet in the darkness that a needle could be heard. Only in everyone's communication bar, a message flashing blue light is popping up:

"The guy came in."

"He passed through the A2 area."

"Arrive at the ambush area in about two minutes."

The other party is not moving fast or slow, and he seems to be very cautious.

Everyone was a little nervous. And in the darkness, Ji Ta's eyes also reflected this ghostly light, and suddenly asked softly: "Is the boss really fooled?" ”

Fang Yu nodded slightly.

In fact, he is not 100% sure in his heart, but how can he be perfectly prepared in battle? Their biggest advantage lies in their superiority in information, the enemy is in the open and the dark, and he knows the identity of the other party, and even what the purpose is.

And the other party doesn't know what they are preparing, or even who the enemy they are about to face.

That's what he relies on the most.

The 'messengers' of the Worship Dragon Sect are actually in a disadvantageous environment from the moment they enter the mine, and generally speaking, the caster should try to avoid fighting in a narrow environment.

Especially in the absence of protection.

"If he did come in looking for the lich," replied Fang Ou, "that says at least two things. ”

Kita blinked her bright eyes in the darkness and looked at him curiously.

Fang Yuan's voice was soft: "You and I have both seen that lich. ”

"So why would he, a level twenty-five necromancer, dare to come to trouble a lich?"

"Either that the lich is also a member of the Dragon-worshipping cult—"

"Or, he's got something enough to force the other side to back down—"

Fang Yuan's heart flashed with several nouns and names of Dorifin, the Grossle family, and Rocklen-Grossle, and he vaguely felt that a line had been connected.

But to be on the safe side, he was prepared for both.

He replied, "That's our biggest chance." ”

Miss Naturalist nodded as if she didn't understand.

Fang Yu estimated the time, and then entered a line of text in the communication channel:

"Ruth, are you there?"

"I'm here." Ruth replied, borrowing the Musketeer's communication crystal.

"Put the mirror person down, and you can leave."

"Understood."

Fang Yu took a breath, and then pressed the send button:

"Guys, the plan begins."

When this line of text appeared in everyone's eyes, everyone involuntarily took a deep breath. Perhaps only Kita was slightly better, she had already seen more powerful enemies in Dorifin, including even the unimaginable Shadow of Nicol Bolas.

Later, although she did not experience the battle of Fenris, she listened to the description of the box and Parker every day afterwards, and knew how dangerous the situation was at that time. After getting used to these more sinister stories, the battle in front of me seemed uneventful.

But others don't have such a fantastical experience.

The highest-ranking member of their adventure group is only their leader, only level fifteen, and how can a normal level fifteen encounter such things? Even if it happens, it is a group that is wiped out.

Among the bosses that several people have faced before, the strongest is none other than the mountain seen this time.

It was to challenge this 'legendary' troll, and the team was well prepared, even if it was a loss and a setback. The troll's combat prowess in battle was enough to make them fearful.

And a level twenty-five necromancer boss is a little beyond imagination.

In fact, the team was almost wiped out in just one face. Even to say that the whole army has been wiped out may not be inappropriate.

And relying on these few marginal members, they are only responsible for fighting in the team on weekdays, and now they are actually going to ambush a level 25 necromancer boss, which sounds like some fantasy.

Therefore, it is not difficult to understand the apprehension of several people.

Even though they know that they have made sufficient preparations, who can guarantee that the preparation will actually work? Even if it does, how much of an expected effect will it have?

That's a twenty-five-level BOSS, more than ten levels higher than them - not to mention the BOSS, even ordinary monsters of this level, they can't deal with it.

A light loomed in the darkness.

It is not an off-white, stable light source that illuminates the crystal.

Rather, the orange light of the pine resin torches swayed, pulling the shadows of several skeleton shelves diagonally across the rock wall.

Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but hold their breath, knowing that the ruthless boss outside was close at hand—especially Ruth, who had experienced it himself, and even his heartbeat was a little disordered.

They could only pray secretly in their hearts, hoping that the 'senior adventurer' they met was really senior enough.

However, if a few people knew that this so-called 'senior adventurer' was actually only level fourteen, and that Miss Naturalist was only in the early sixth, I am afraid that the mood would be a little indescribable for a while.

The Courier stopped abruptly as he stepped into the A3 area.

Of course, he didn't know that Fang Yu had chosen such a name for this inconspicuous-looking cave. In the still-dimming glow of the torches, the limestone cavern was only slightly wider than the mine tunnel outside.

At the entrance to the cave, there is a deep ditch on which a thin layer of wooden planks is laid. The undead guard walked up to the void and caught his attention, but he was about to see if there was anything down there when something caught his eye on the other side of the wooden bridge.

It was a pitch-black piece of metal.

The shards looked insignificant, and in the eyes of anyone, the dusty shards might have come from a shattered pickaxe, shovel, or part of some adventurer's armor, all the more common beneath such an abandoned mine.

However, the fragment captured the Courier's full attention at once.

He didn't care about the wooden bridge, he just raised his hand, and an invisible force sucked up the fragment and held it in his hand. The Courier couldn't help but raise his brow after only a brief inspection—just as Fang Yu guessed, people like him could not have been more suspicious, and might have suspected that the fragment was a trap.

But as soon as he got his hands on it, he immediately understood that this was exactly what he was looking for.

The Messenger almost took a deep breath, and did not expect to find the fragment of 'that thing' so easily without any effort, and while a fragment may not mean anything, it at least proves that it is indeed underground.

He looked up and immediately saw that there was a fragment in the depths of the darkness.

If it had been before, he might have had to be suspicious, but now that the fragments were in his hands, he couldn't believe it. What's more, he still has a killer weapon in his hand, even if it is really that guy luring him deeper, he will not panic at all.

There are even some meanings that will be calculated -

The 'messenger' then crossed the bridge, and the planks creaked, but there was nothing unusual about them. He walked across the bridge and raised his hand again, ready to suck the piece of metal into his hand.

But this time, his face changed slightly.

As he got closer, he saw that what was on the ground was not a fragment of 'that thing' at all, but just an ordinary rusty piece of iron.

It was at this time that the Messenger suddenly saw a shadow staggering in the darkness ahead.

With a single glance, he ignored all the other features of the shadow, and his gaze fell on the purple crystal staff in the other's hand. "Staff of Rogessle!" The Messenger almost squeezed the words out of his teeth.

"You're really in this place," he sneered, "I've been hiding for so long, and this time I finally don't hide?" ”

It's just that as soon as he finished speaking, the shadow obviously didn't intend to greet him, so he just raised his hand and pointed the amethyst staff in his hand at him.

The 'messenger' was taken aback when he saw this, and he didn't expect that this time the other party would go straight to action without saying a word. He didn't even have time to take out the silver snuffbox in his hand, only instinctively flashed back.

But as soon as he retreated, a black shadow flashed where the shadow was pointing, and suddenly exploded. The explosion was completely unexpected by the Courier, and the shockwave of the explosion nearly swept him straight into it, sending him flying onto one side of the rock wall.

Fortunately, he still had a magic shield, and the black light flashed around him, which could cancel out the shockwave of the first explosion. "What kind of spell is this!?" The Courier was shocked, he had never seen such a necromancy before—not only did it require a spell, it didn't even require a spell, and even if it was a super-spell, it was too fast.

And it's not inferior at all.

However, because the purple crystal staff was preconceived, he didn't have the slightest suspicion in his mind, and he only thought that the other party had come up with some new necromancy spell. Fortunately, he was not completely unprepared, and in the instant that the magic shield had been fighting, the 'Courier' pushed the skull staff in his hand to the ground, and then propped up a gray shield.

This is an active shield, which is naturally much thicker than the passive shield of the magic furnace.

Although the 'shadow' was connected by the staff under the control of Fang Yuan, and summoned several explosions in the cave, it was difficult to penetrate this layer of active shield. However, the 'Courier' felt that his magic had dropped uncomfortably, so he made a move of his hand to block the tall ghoul behind him.

The meat shield-type undead creatures of about level twenty-five stood forward, and although they were all blown apart, they at least completely isolated their owners from the shock wave of the explosion.

Fang Yu saw this through the clockwork goblin behind the scenes, so as not to let the 'shadow' slow down the 'spell'.

Of course, the shadow wasn't a lich, but just an apparition constructed by the Mirrorer. Of course, it didn't use a spell, but a fire djinn that was originally hidden in the shadows.

Fang Yu estimated that he had lost seven fire djinn spirits in this tentative attack, and he had not suffered much success.

There is undoubtedly something about the level 25 boss, whether it is the huge ghoul or the opponent's shield, it is very tricky. In order to really do harm to the Messenger, it is obvious that you must first pass these two levels.

But that's what normal people think.

In Fang Yuan's view, it may not necessarily be passed.

It may or may not be possible to get around it.

"Miss Naturalist's spell failed," a message came from the guard swordsman's side, "The other party has no loss-"

Fang Yu looked at this message in the dark and replied noncommittally.

He didn't intend to expose the fire djinn, so he only pushed the effects of his previous spells to Kita, and like the battle craftsmen, few people knew what the naturalist had some spells.

He was very calm in his heart, after all, and the twenty-fifth level boss, he didn't expect to do it with one blow.

Fang Yu gently shook his hand back and instructed the Mirror One to control his phantom to retreat.

A3 area.

The 'messenger' managed to regain the initiative from the storm, but he saw the shadow in the distance turn and want to run - of course, he didn't know that it was Fang Yuan's plan, and only one thought flashed through his mind: "It knows I have that thing in my hand!" ”

Thinking of this, how could he possibly let the other party run, so without thinking about it, he raised the silver snuffbox in his hand and threw it at the shadow with all his might.

Fang Ou only saw a silver light pass through the illusion of the Mirror One.

He paused for a moment before he realized something. Hurriedly let the mirror person control the illusion and fell to the ground as if it had fallen apart, although he didn't know what it was, he could analyze it from his previous speculation.

That's the hole card in the opponent's hand -

He held his breath, hoping only that the phantom's reaction would not exceed the other party's expectations.

"Just get a little closer......"

Fang Yu thought silently in his heart.

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