Early the next morning, the five-person adventure team reassembled.

But the five of them weren't the only ones who joined the operation, Hefman joined with his company. Except for those who were still lying in the camp of the wounded, there were only twenty men left in this hundred-man company, and such tragic battle losses won them a special military flag, embroidered with a shining thunder that ran between heaven and earth under the low-hanging dark clouds!

Whip of the Storm! This is the new name of this company - the Minotaur Shaman's transcendent performance like the god of thunder has impressed everyone extremely deeply. When Fording asked for Herfman's opinion, the latter did not hesitate to choose the name.

As the first company of the Skylark Legion to have its own separate title and military flag, Huffman and his gang have been the focus of the barracks lately, and everywhere they pass, there are burning eyes full of envy and jealousy, and the female caretakers of the wounded barracks are so enthusiastic that they can almost melt people, and even when the baggage battalion distributes provisions, they will give an extra whole boar ham, you know, it is close to twenty pounds of lean meat!

For more than half a month, Huffman has been invited by his colleagues no less than ten times, and several knight lieutenants of the same level as him even condescended to be his deputy in order to join the Storm Whip, but Huffman was stunned and did not agree, he cherished this hard-won glory more than anyone else, if it was not a real warrior, he would not have been recruited to ruin the reputation of the Storm Whip!

Are they in Tyran? Ferdin's leader entered the cellar through the small door under the stairs on the first floor. Mage Ableton had been waiting here for a while, and with him was a dozen Silver Dawn soldiers who wanted to keep the mage safe.

Compared to the cellars used as wine cellars and storage rooms in ordinary castles, the cellar under Keldaron was much larger, roughly thirty yards long and twenty yards wide, and even if more than twenty of them entered together, it would not be cramped or crowded at all.

The clutter in the cellar had been emptied by this time, and it was empty at a glance. The surrounding granite foundation is so tight and solid that there is not even a single gap, and there is no way to see that there is a portal to the underground.

"Get out of the way!" Abilton walked up from behind the crowd. He carried a strange spell device in his hand, which looked a bit like a horse lantern, and Araki's lifebox jar was suspended in the middle of the device, four metal branches sticking out of the base, clamping it.

The mage's "horse lantern" was held up to his chest, and then his hands were released. Miraculously, the "horse lantern" did not fall to the ground, but just floated in the air, motionless.

Tyran beckoned gently. The guards stepped forward with their shields raised, standing between the device and the wall opposite—the Undead Scourge had been cowering underground for some time, but who could guarantee that they wouldn't jump off the wall?

Abilton raised his hand, purple arcane power shining in his hands, and then, he carefully controlled the magic and poured it into the life box. The infusion continued for nearly a quarter of an hour, and just as Diego wondered if it would suck the mage dry, a ball of light the size of a human head erupted from the jar and hit the opposite wall.

As if hallucinating, Diego felt like he saw a wave of light glitter on the wall, then dimmed. The walls did not move, but a large portico began to emerge slowly; It slowly separates from the center and opens outwards until both doors are fully open. They could see a staircase descending from inside the door, but beyond it was too dark to see. The tunnels of the black hole look like the throat of the devil, waiting for the prey to enter.

"Let's go!" Diego swallowed with difficulty, then pulled down the spell energy goggles and whispered.

Again, as before, the cheetah-turned-druid and Guan Haifa stalked in the dark, the shield-wielding Brian walked more than twenty yards away from them, the orcs and shamans walked behind him, and the hunter walked at the back of the squad.

The Storm Whip men were the last to enter, and they were about twenty yards away, and to be honest, they couldn't rush to the front, much to the complaints of Huffman and his soldiers, but they knew that this kind of exploration adventure was not for them.

They groped their way through the darkness, about thirty or forty yards, and after two turns of the bend, their eyes suddenly brightened. Diego noticed that every few moments on the wall there was a torch attached to an iron ring burning slowly. It was white bones soaked in corpse oil, emitting a strange green phosphorus fire.

The dark vision of the undead can allow them to see in the dark, but this does not mean that they like to live in the dark, but the light from the torches can make them instinctively uncomfortable, and the cold light source of phosphorus fire has become one of the few options they have.

Stepping out of the dark passageway, Diego found himself walking on a fairly wide stone bridge. It appears to be surrounded by a very tall hall, and the stone bridge is erected in mid-air of the hall, leading to an elven-style archway opposite. By the light of the phospho fire, Diego saw rows of square niches neatly carved into the distant walls on both sides of the bridge, some of which still contained half-burned white candles, and some of which hung broken portraits, which were clearly the places where the bones of the Barov family were kept. But now, these bones have been excavated by the Scourge and resurrected as one of them.

In fact, according to Wilton? According to Barov, the basement of the castle was originally the family cemetery of the Barov family, where all members would be buried after their deaths. Until the last patriarch of greed, Alex? It was only after Barov lured the wolf into the house and the Cursed Sect that the Magpie's Nest was taken over by the Cursed Sect - the niche containing the remains of the family's patriarchs was transformed into a cave of bones, the hall where the ritual sacrifices were held was converted into a classroom and library for training necromancers, the undertaker's operation room was used as a butcher's chamber, the tomb for ordinary members of the family was used as a summoning hall, and the most secret, the family treasury at the bottom was looted and used as the study of the dark dean.

The bloodline handed down from the Arasso dynasty, the once noble and glorious Barov family was cut off at this moment, and its reputation was discredited, and it was completely reduced to the shame and ridicule of mankind. Their betrayal and betrayal were exchanged for a false eternal life that exuded a foul stench, and the greed and calculation of the flies and dogs left only a laughing stock!

Just as Diego was feeling emotional, he saw the hollow arch in front of him open a gap, and after a few seconds, the black cheetah revealed in front of them.

"It's unbelievable that from here to the next hall, they didn't send any sentries or patrol posts, not a single one!" Masrae said in shock.

"They may be too superstitious about the power of the defensive circle!" Diego speculated, "What's the situation up front?" ”

"In front is a medium-sized hall with many bookshelves and tables, where several necromancer apprentices are practicing how to summon skeletons, and a lich is instructing them."

"That's the mentor's chill! This lich was sent by the Lich King from Northrend in the north to train necromancers. Diego explained, turning his head to look at Brian? "Do we need to continue down the floor?" ”

The dwarf fiddled with a strange shape from his back, shaped like a long-handled compass with a series of gears, pistons, runes, and levers, which Brian often used as a warhammer, judging by the mottled smashes on it.

After a few seconds, the dwarf looked up and looked at Diego apologetically.

"I really want to say enough is enough, but actually, it's not deep enough, we have to keep going."