Holding a faint oil lamp in one hand and a fallen Ash Messenger in the other, Ares stood at the bow of the ship, struggling to look at the lake in front of him. However, human eyesight is limited after all, the closer you get to the center of the lake, the thicker the fog becomes, and the light becomes more and more dim, the black water, white mist from all sides, as if countless ghosts are hovering around, staring at you with a pair of terrifying ghost eyes.

Everything around was so silent that even a sneeze from Whitemane would cause the team members to turn their heads nervously.

She seemed to feel the cold.

Indeed, there may be a psychic base for the Scourge Corps lurking beneath the surface of the lake, which makes the air around Fort Keldaron very cold, and in winter, everyone feels a biting cold even in thick cotton clothes. Everyone misses Gianna's fire spells, but Ares knows that he can't cast any spells before infiltrating the fortress, otherwise he will easily attract the attention of the undead guards. Necromancers are more sensitive to magic than normal people, and they can feel the aura of magic floating in the air, even when they don't have sight. Therefore, the closer you get to Keldaron Castle, the more you can't cast spells, you can only endure.

Finally, after a day and a night of rowing, the boat staggered to the edge of the land. After stepping on the dirty water of the lake, Keldaron Fort looms at the end of the line of sight.

Although it was a ruin, it was nowhere near as grand and domineering as the royal city of Lordaeron, with only a pile of rubble and collapsed houses exposed on the ground. The shape and contours of the castle have been preserved, but the interior has long since been crumbled.

Hungry for revenge, the Barov family sank day by day in depravity and darkness, until they finally became servants of the Lich King. The undead don't need sunlight, they hate sunlight, so the underground part of Keldarron Fort is far more magnificent and complex than the above-ground part.

After arranging for a few Scarlet Veterans to guard the boat by the lake, Ares and the others put on black cloaks and approached the dark and terrifying Devil's Castle.

In the early morning, Fort Keldaron was like a dead demon corpse, lying quietly on this silent and lost land, and from a distance, you could see iron cages hanging at the gate of the city, and the corpses of unknown humans or other animals were hung inside.

"How are we going to get in?"

Even though the main building is underground, there are certain troops stationed above the Psychic Academy. Looking at the sporadic black figure in the night, Tyran frowned. These few undead guards are nothing to Tyran, but the problem is that there are only twenty people in this raid team now, and although they can kill these guards on the ground by forcibly killing them, once they wake up the undead underground, just twenty people will not be able to complete the task no matter what.

Although the Psychic Academy is not guarded by natural disasters, there are still two or three thousand undead in it. Tyran never understood why Ares was so adventurous, and if it weren't for Whitemane's coming, he wouldn't have come with him.

"I want to think about ......"

Looking at Fort Keldarron, shrouded in mist, Ares also frowned, not always able to figure out a solution. I wonder if my wife can do anything? No, it's not my wife yet...... Anyway, almost...... Ares turned his gaze to Gianna. But apparently Gianna is already on the move......

She whispered the incantation, as if immersed in another world, her eyes glowing with a soft blue light. Ares didn't know what kind of spell she was casting, but Ares knew and couldn't disturb her. This can be a very dangerous spell, and once it is broken, there is no telling what the consequences will be.

"She's using soul vision."

Five Fireball Sect Leader Andre said.

"What's that?"

Ares asked in a low voice.

"Through some kind of animal, control its spirit, manipulate its behavior, so that the mage can have its vision. You can see everything it sees. ”

Andrei said confidently, obviously, he also had some knowledge of this kind of spell.

"What's the difference between this and a pastor's spiritual connection......

Ares couldn't help but complain that mages are simply omnipotent, and what other professions can do, they can also do. They can do what other professions can't do......

"There is a difference. The priest's spiritual connection can only be used on people, whereas the soul vision can be used on any animal, but not on people. A pastor's spiritual connection can be resisted if you are strong-willed. But the mage's soul horizon is irresistible to any animal. Except, of course, for a few species that possess spirituality. During Soul Vision, the mage is one with the animal it controls, and the mage will have all the senses of the animal - touch, sight, hearing, and smell. And once the animal dies, the mage itself will also receive a soul backlash and be harmed. Of course, this damage is short-lived and can be recovered after a short rest. ”

There were only two mages present, Gianna was concentrating on casting spells, and André became the teacher of everyone here, explaining the wonderful spells of the wizarding world...... Whitemane nodded as well, indicating that this was indeed the case. As a priest, she healed fanatical crusaders with spiritual connections, and understood that some strong-willed people could prevent priests from entering their spiritual world.

"What animal did Gianna use as a carrier to explore this dungeon?"

Ares asked anxiously, because he heard that soul regurgitation damage......

"There's no animal here, I guess that's it."

Andre said, his eyes fixed on the little black things beneath the rocks.

"Cockroaches?!"

Ares almost exclaimed. Such a small thing, Gianna actually used it as a vanguard, you know, although a small cockroach is inconspicuous, it can be well mixed into the underground academy, but a random zombie can trample it to death, if a zombie walks crookedly and tramples on this little insect with one foot, then Gianna will not have to suffer that kind of pain? It should hurt to be trampled to death......

However, a few minutes later, nothing like this happened. Gianna came back from the Soul Vision, looking tired. Ares couldn't imagine how the little cockroach could make its way through the dense crowd, through the labyrinthine psychic academy, and make sure that he was not trampled to death by the hordes of zombies and skeletons, the fantastical journey of the little cockroach......

"How's it going, honey?"

Ares asked nervously.

"I know where the entrance is."

Facing everyone's attention, Gianna said calmly.