So along the slope of the tunnel, the six members of the team lined up in a vertical line in the formation of the old thief holding the glowing stone in his hand. Glorydon focused all his attention on his eyes and hearing, Urs keeping a slight distance from him, putting the cursed blade back behind his back before he could come down from the ground, and instead drew the standard military longsword from the sheath at his waist that he had been carrying as a backup weapon.

The narrow terrain in the tunnels with limited width is not suitable for large weapons such as two-handed greatswords. The young man held the hilt of the sword just in case, remembering that there was no danger in this shortcut, and that it would eventually lead to a cave room in the middle of the Shadow Cavern, and if they were lucky, no one would find out—and even if they did, the only trouble they would have to deal with would be one or two minion Shadow Druids. At least that's how it is in the game.

The Shadow Cave is the name given to the evil druids in the Spotted Axe Forest. The main difference between the two is that the druids in the Shadow Cave are all magic casters, while the bandits in the Sawtooth Camp do not have the slightest magical power, but they have many annoying and deadly traps in the camp, according to what players used to say on the forums, "no thief in the team can walk well".

Gloridon's Rogue skills seem to be passable so far. The old thief's strength hadn't worn off too quickly with his eight years of abandonment in the tavern, and there shouldn't be any problem with his current skills in spotting and disarming the traps of the Jagged Camp - but the reason Urs chose to deal with Danal Beareye first was that he was sure about the operation, after all, the druids who cast natural magic were not as powerful as mages of the same level.

Compared to damage, control is the most essential and important component of small and medium-sized team fights. From God's point of view, you won't see a rain of fire, a sudden drop of frost, or a roar of thunder and lightning, but you'll usually only find that the mage's enemies are demoralized, panicked, asleep, or even mentally deranged from the effects of various debuffs, unless the mage happens to be a demolition maniac who wants to use a plastic spell to bombard the battlefield regardless of the safety of his teammates.

Fireballs, ice guns, and lightning chains are just a few of the many spells that are simply a few of them.

Aside from the healing effects, the power of the magic pales in comparison to the comprehensiveness of the spell. A druid's animal shapeshifting ability may be more reliable than a mage of the same level in pure hand-to-hand combat, but how much does that mean for a spellcasting class?

What's more, as the leader of the Shadow Druid Sect of the Spotted Axe Forest, Danar Beareye himself is actually just a character with a total level of 16, and if it weren't for the boss-level template given to him by the game setting, he wouldn't even be able to be a dungeon boss.

The tunnels that go deep below the surface are not too long. After a minute-long or so journey, the old thief in front of the team suddenly discovered something, and hurriedly stuffed the glowing stone in his hand back into the small leather bag on his belt, and the right hand holding the short sword was slightly raised, and he stopped at his feet and turned his head to remind everyone: "Slow, stop first." ”

The light in the Way dimmed as Groledon put away the glowing stone.

The old thief stopped a little abruptly, and the formation of the six members of the team in a straight line suddenly exposed the shortcomings of the front and back communication, causing Koto, who was walking at the tail of the team, to accidentally crash into the stone fist in front of him.

He couldn't have hit it hard. With everyone half-bowed, the half-orc warrior monk didn't expect that the dwarven warrior's horn helmet would suddenly push against his waist, and then his abdomen thrust forward, and the balance under his feet was not stabilized in time, and then he rear-ended Miss Drow Poet and Wolf Ear Priest Miss in the middle of the line as if there was a series of car accidents.

Thea pounced forward unprepared, and slammed the cursed blade on the back of Urs with a bang on her head, feeling that the young man's body and the hard black giant sword were like a thick wall, and the fluffy two wolf ears were lying on the silver hair softly, and the whole person was dizzy, as if it was rebounded by a force, and sandwiched the crow in the middle like a sandwich.

The habit of squeezing has fortunately eased a lot by Urs.

The voices of complaining came and went.

"What's wrong with you? I can't see you now. ”

"Thea, you hit my head on my sword?"

"yes, I'm sorry, not on purpose......"

"Dirty orcs, let go of your dirty hands!"

"Hug, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"Oh, my head, and my helmet ......"

As the culprit, Koto raised his hand to hold the helmet that covered his vision, and when he stepped backwards, he accidentally stumbled on his left foot and sat on the ground with his right foot, and then leaned on the natural sixty-foot dark vision of the dwarven race, and suddenly found that the black and white picture in front of his eyes could be said to be chaotic.

Stone Fist subconsciously wanted to grasp something in the unbalanced situation just now, but at this moment, he grabbed Raven's arms from behind in an extremely bad posture. The haughty Miss Dark Elf felt humiliated, her dark purple eyes turning her head in the darkness and glaring at the innocent orc warrior monk, baring her teeth viciously.

Thea held on to the rock wall on the edge of the tunnel in a daze, and finally came back to her senses after a few seconds, but the dim vision of the half-beast person was like a blind person in the completely dull darkness, so she had to stand there and dare not move, and her voice was anxious and panicked to persuade the crow not to be angry, and at the same time she heard the poet's voice scolding a series of strange words in the background accent of the dark region......

The little farce lasted for a while, and finally ended with Koto and Stonefist apologizing to the two ladies in the group, even though the dwarven warrior's actions were unintentional, and the orc monk was wronged by Miss Poet's scolding.

When things got back on track, Glorydon took out the glowing stone again and shook it to light up the light in this tunnel, and sighed from his mouth and explained to everyone: "Okay, in fact, I just found a bend in front of me, and I immediately pinched the light with the mentality of being on the safe side...... I'm sorry, everybody. ”

"It's okay, Gloridon, there's nothing wrong with being cautious." Urs also breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glad that there was no danger in this secret passage, "But let's play a little more in advance in the future, maybe we are not the same as your previous companions." ”

"Well, I'll be sure to pay attention next time." The old thief nodded in agreement, "And now?" Let's move on? ”

"Keep going." The young man replied, his brown eyes sweeping over the corner of the pit at the front of the group that he remembered as a signal, "By the way, prepare for a surprise attack...... I have a hunch that the enemy should not be far from us. ”