Chapter 119: Psychic Academy (1)

The damp underground passages, the dim light, the stinking drains, and the blue-green glow that swam from the ceiling, many would have wondered if the path would have led to the Underground Academy if it weren't for Gianna's identity and abilities.

The further you went inside, the weaker the light became, and the oil lamps on the walls became dimmer, all of them hanging lamps made of corpse oil, emitting a faint white glow. The undead originally did not need light, but there were not only undead in the psychic academy, but also other creatures, some fallen humans, such as necromancers, are products between the living and the dead, their souls have long belonged to the Scourge Legion, belong to the Lich King, but from a physiological point of view, they still belong to humans, living creatures, so there are all the physiological needs of the living, these hanging lamps emitting white light are used for lighting them, of course, at this moment, it has become the action lighting of Ares and his party.

Walking through a long corridor in the air, Ares could see the necromancers standing in a lavishly decorated hall, sorting and sorting through nothing but useless stumps, severed arms, and entrails that had been brought back from the battlefield......

After sorting and sorting, the broken limbs are sorted into an assembly line of cloth tape, and then transported to the end point, where they are piled up together and used as raw materials for the lich to create abomination! The house was cut off, and there was not a glimmer of light through the dark door, otherwise Ares would have seen how the fat abominations had been created.

Everyone looked at this scene in amazement, but no one dared to say anything, Gianna and Andre released the dark curtain for everyone, which can be temporarily hidden in this darkness, in the game, this originally belonged to the skill of thieves, but in this real world, thieves do not have that ability, they are just pure physical assassins, and they still have to rely on mages in terms of spells.

"Wait."

Suddenly, there was a sound of restless footsteps in front of him, not human footsteps, to be exact, but the sound of arthropod touches. There was no doubt that it was the patrol guard of the underground academy.

"Crypt Demon!"

Tyran almost exclaimed.

But in the end, the qualified military qualities allowed him to hold the words of horror in his throat and not make a sound.

Everyone watched in horror as these behemoths approached them step by step.

"Stick to the wall and let them pass."

Gianna ordered on the spot. Here, the command fell into the hands of the admiral's daughter, although most of them were Ares' soldiers, but because Ares did not understand magic, to what extent the effect of this dark curtain could be maintained, and whether it would be discovered by these insects, Ares was completely unsure.

Gianna can only be allowed to take over the command for the time being.

The tentacles of the crypt demons grazed the ground with an uneasy tinkling sound.

Herold wanted to make a proposal, go back the way he came, or kill him directly, but when the words came to his lips, he was directly stopped by Andre, the boss of the five fireballs, although he usually jokes and at critical moments, he still understands some truths. He didn't speak, but took Herod's shoulder with his hand, and for a moment the warrior's throat seemed to be choked by some kind of magic, and he could barely make a sound.

Watching as the massive Crypt Demon passed in front of them......

It's not the first time I've seen these big guys, I'm sure I've seen them when I just crossed over. But it was all head-to-head combat, and it was the first time Ares had encountered such close encounters. It wasn't just himself, Ares found that Tyran and Whitemane on the other side were also ugly and shocked.

At such a close distance, you can even see the circular vents on the abdomen and sides of the bodies of these large spiders, and there are even brushes and small petals on them, and the air is sucked into the bodies of these crypt demons before being spit out, similar to the nostrils of humans. It's just that they have more than a dozen pairs of nostrils, while humans only have one......

Horrible and disgusting.

The nearest Crypt Demon even passed through, and the armor was grazed across the corners of Drum's clothes. I saw that the leading crypt demon suddenly stopped.

It twisted its horrible, misshapen head, sniffed at the empty air in front of it, and swung its sharp forelimbs against the wall. In the next second, a small hole in the stone wall was carved open by its terrifying and hard claws, and some fine dust fell down......

Tyran almost clenched the hammer in his hand, his emotions like a volcano about to erupt.

Luckily, after a few seconds, the big guy with the ugly head didn't continue the investigation. The huge compound eyes of the head swept the air in front of him, and after finding nothing, he swaggered away.

At this time, everyone took a heavy breath.

In that scene just now, as long as the crypt demon stabbed a little more, Drumm would definitely die......

Even Ares began to admire the psychological quality of his old friend, who was worthy of being a veteran soldier who had experienced a hundred battles, and he could still endure it in such a situation.

"Honey, why didn't those crypt demons discover us just now? I mean we have breath, we have the breath of flesh and blood, and they can't smell it? ”

Walking through the most dangerous corridors, Ares began to ask curiously.

And Ares called Gianna dear in front of everyone, which obviously made the eldest lady very embarrassed. She shyly returned-

"The Dark Veil can cover everything you can do, whether it's your body, or your scent and breath."

"It's amazing......"

Drum replied. You will never understand the world of mages, otherwise, these people who study magic would not appear so high in human society, and their status is no less than that of any noble lord.

"Brother, why do you choose such an adventurous way, we can bring some more people over and directly attack this evil underground academy."

After more than half an hour of sneaking, Tailan finally couldn't stand it anymore. Enduring the terrible stench, the young paladin began to complain.

"Brother, you also saw it on the periphery of the fortress just now, this underground academy is so secretive, I didn't say it at the meeting in the Valley of the Hearth, if you send a large army here, this fortress can be fully defended in advance. Its entrance will be closed, and even all necromancers and necromancers will be teleported away. In that case, our efforts to eradicate the source of the plague will be ineffective. Tyran, my brother, bear with me, the conditions here are terrible, terrible. But when Darien and I raided Naxxramas, the environment was a hundred times worse than this, covered with dense cobwebs, and Darien and I even walked in the disgusting sticky green water...... So, hold back, brother, we are about to win. ”

Faced with Tyran's irritability, Ares turned and patted him on the shoulder, comforting him.