The stone bricks sunk deeply, and the walls around them suddenly made a "rumbling" sound and embedded in the wall, and then slowly, but at a speed visible to the naked eye, a dark gap moved sideways.

The wall kept moving, and a hidden secret door suddenly appeared, creating another way for everyone to turn in the corridor that was originally only in a single direction.

"There's a dead end ahead, and the road here is the right direction." Gloledon explained casually, retracting his hand from the wall.

As for why he knew that there was a secret door here, the reason for this did not need to be explained by himself, and the adventure eight years ago must have been an unforgettable impression on him.

"So let's go through this secret door?" Stone Fist stood at the back of the line, and when he looked at the secret door, he could see that inside the secret door was another new passage that extended into the darkness, but he didn't know where it led.

A lair of the undead, perhaps? Or maybe it's a direct connection to the shadow dragon's residence?

The orc monk pondered two possible ways to deal with it, the latter case was probably the old thief himself, and in the former case, a fierce battle would be inevitable, but fortunately everyone was prepared this time.

12 bottles of Intermediate Resistance Elixir, two bottles in each person's hands, plus the same Church Holy Water as when they were on the mission in the Cave of Bones.

Stonefist's idea was very close to Urs's plan at this time.

The young man knew that the secret passage opened by Groleiden would lead to a ruined rock hall, and that hall was home to a large number of elite Shadow Monsters, mixed with several more advanced Shadow Demons.

Shadow Fiend is a bit more difficult to deal with than Phantom, this terrifying monster is said to be the evolution of Phantom, gaining spell-like abilities from the shadow plane in the form of an undead, the virtual figure is like a burning black mist, and the claw-like hands can draw power and perceive both character attributes when touching the skin of the living, and can also release a medium- and long-range magical negative energy.

Legend has it that a troll berserker named Haskar in the south of the continent died at the hands of a shadow demon with a high-level undead will. He was walking across a stream, roaring with a blood-lit spear as he hunted a fleeing beast on the riverbank, and then saw the horrible creature standing in the forest at night and waving at him, not even wondering how the other party's negative energy magic had hit him and killed him.

Considering that the rock hall was not too far away, Urs then arranged for everyone: "Everyone drink the first potion on their bodies, and by the way, apply the holy water to their weapons, and Xia will perform another resistance to fear for everyone." ”

"But are you sure you're going to use the potion now?" Raven questioned, "Maybe your caution has caused you to hallucinate, there are no new ghosts around here, and Thea's fear of resistance will probably give you a pick-me-up." ”

"Jay, listen to the captain." Stone Fist spoke out in time to stop her meaningless ridicule.

"Don't be sentimental, green-skinned golem, I didn't speak to you."

The haughty Miss Drow Poet glanced at the orc warrior monk, a look of displeasure flashed across her hooded face, and then she said no more, and then silently took out the blue alchemy potion that the team had assigned her, and pulled the cork from the mouth of the bottle with her thumb and forefinger.

Stone Fist still doesn't understand what the Golem's metaphor means in the poet's mouth. Is she scolding herself for being brainless? Or do you think your rough face is as ugly as a poorly crafted flesh golem?

The orc warrior monk touched his face and the fangs on the edge of his mouth, feeling that the individual's evaluation should not be biased by appearance, but then again, even if the handsome half-orc is placed in the aesthetics of the elves, it is probably still far from being handsome, not to mention that the orc blood was not a gift he prayed for from the orc god Golush.

The god he believed in was Ode, the god of order, and since he became a warrior monk under the guidance of the Far Easterner master, he has always longed to get rid of all the marks of Gorush in his blood, brutality, killing, bloodlust...... And so on.

"All in all, please be careful." Thea's unusual perception made her suddenly and vaguely aware of something, "I can feel that the strong negative energy breath is not far from us, although there is no sign of actively approaching us at this time, but the route we choose should meet them sooner or later." ”

"Then let the warriors of the clan use their hammers to smash all those evil things!" Koto didn't look nervous or scared at all, the war hammer in his hand and the tower shield tied to his left forearm seemed to have ADHD, and his impetuous hands shook up and down, "Wait and see, justice will win, haha!" ”

……

So he drank the potion, smeared the weapon with holy water, and then Xia added the magic buff to resist fear for the whole team, and several preparations before the battle were quickly completed in an orderly manner.

The mid-level Resistant Elixir has a duration of 20 minutes, allowing the rest of the team to drink a little bit in advance if Urs is able to foresee something, so as to avoid the scramble of the upcoming battle.

Keeping their eyes peeled, they walked along the passage behind the newly revealed secret door for about three minutes, during which time they encountered no new traps or undead, and then came to a new space in the ruins, feeling that the scene ahead suddenly returned to the same spaciousness as when they were in the cave entrance area.

Koto has the dark vision that is innate to the dwarven race. His gaze looked beyond the edge of the light produced by the glowing stone into the darkness of the strange atmosphere around him, and the scene in his eyes suddenly saw countless humanoid fog floating in the black and white picture......

Countless descriptions may be a slight exaggeration, but those floating fogs are indeed the elite shadow monsters in the dungeon area of the Shadow Ruins, and at this moment, they have spotted the team that has broken into this place.

"There's a fire on it, there are so many ghosts here!" The brave dwarf was fearless, but for a moment he was taken aback by the number of undead in this large room, "What, what to do?" Are we going to kill it?! We... I mean, can we get rid of this?! ”

He was in a hurry, shuddering, and almost misexpressed what he meant in his heart.

After all, how can the warriors of the clan be afraid of the enemy?

The glory of the warrior motivates him to defeat powerful enemies, not only the shadows, but also the dragons, whether it is the white dragon on the Mooncold Plateau or, according to Urs and Groleiden, the shadow dragon that lives in the deepest part of the ruins of this dungeon.

After that, Urs had already clenched the black giant sword in his hand, and roared out the command of the battle with confidence: "The stone fist covers the left side, Koto is responsible for the right, Xia and Gloleden are in the middle, and the crow is responsible for the back, everyone follows my pace!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the black-haired young man took the lead in attacking forward, and his brown eyes turned blood-red in the activated state of the furious specialty.