"Just ...... Is there any sound? The air was a little quiet for a while, and after a few seconds of pause, Robben finally couldn't help but ask.

Farkas exhaled lightly, blowing the dust in the tomb that had just been raised by the battle into a stirring: "Someone is coming from behind...... If that's right, the probability of a silver hand is high......"

"How could it be so coincidental...... Wilcas was also full of incredulity, he just thought that it was almost impossible for someone to copy chrysanthemums in the back. How do you know that this is really the answer in a blink of an eye?

"Clark has said that some things are inevitable. It's like we're mortal enemies with the Silver Hand...... Like they'll be entering this place soon after we step into this Dastmann mound today......" Farkas tightened his sword tightened, his tone a little undulating. "Let's go, let's be careful about the road ahead, and try not to wake up these ghouls. They're going to cause good trouble for the tail in the back......"

"We ...... No more traps to deal with the scene? Robben cushioned the ghoul in his hand, which had been split in half by himself, and glanced up at Farkass.

"No, sooner or later, they'll find out that we're in front of us, and it's a waste of time to do these things. Now we need to speed up......" said as Farkas motioned for Wilcas and Robben to continue their way deeper into the tomb......

"Hammer!" With a soft sound, the tripping rope under the feet of the open road silver hand suddenly broke off.

"Come back!" Behind him, the leader of the squad shouted when he saw the triprope break.

But by the time the silver hand in front of him heard that he was about to retreat, it was already too late.

"Click, click, click......" A neat string of metal rubbing sounded, and immediately after, a neat row of sharp spears emerged from a vertical crack in the wall next to the cave. And the warrior in front of him was very sad, because he couldn't dodge and was stabbed from the side by this row of spears. The splatters of blood sprayed directly on the faces of the soldiers behind them.

“…… How is this rope so hidden? "Captain Silverhand, who is accustomed to seeing dead people, has no feeling for the death of his men, and he has warned this guy before. After being reminded, he still fell for it, and he could only blame him for his bad life.

"Boss! This mechanism has been tampered with! The stumbling rope was deliberately buried! "The results of the inspection were reported quickly, and anyone who was working on such an ancient mechanism could always easily find it if they looked closely. The main reason for not paying attention was that they always felt that they were the only team currently exploring the place, so they didn't pay much attention to these traps.

"Someone has been tampered with?!" Hearing the news from his subordinates, the face of the captain of the silver hand changed slightly. He drew his sword and walked over to a nearby ghoul corpse.

“…… Damn it! There are others ahead of us! The fellows ...... "looked at the ghoul in front of him, although its wound felt like it had been there for a long time, but the fresh traces of the subtle movement under his body and the newly cracked gap on the longsword next to him that had not yet changed color did not escape his eyes......

After turning around several burial chambers, Wilcas and his party finally came to a long passage. It looks like a cloister. There should still be a way around the corner ahead.

"Stay safe...... See that fast pedal? Be careful. "Farkas was guarding the left back of Wilcas, behind Wilcas. But he was always aware of the situation around him.

The aisle is wide enough for five people walking side by side, and the pedals are set right around the bend, which is very clever to avoid the sight of most people. But no matter how careful these three are, sometimes they can't do anything if they're unlucky. Just as he was turning, Robben, who was trying to avoid the trap, accidentally scraped his armor against the wall on the side of the passage. Normally, such a small noise would not have triggered any reaction at all, but this time they encountered a difficult guy.

"Roar!" With a soft growl in his throat, a ghoul at the end of the left hand side after turning the corner was startled by the sound.

"What a damn ......," Robben muttered softly, and casually removed the crossbow machine behind his back and shot at the ghoul in front of him, who was stiffening up.

"Hammer!" The bolts flew past Wilcas's ears with a strong wind, and flew straight at the ghoul in front of him. However, the next moment when the crossbow arrow was fired, the ghoul suddenly stretched out a hand to block his chest, and the crossbow arrow also nailed through the ghoul's palm at this time, and it stopped. Under normal circumstances, if a human is injured like this, it basically means that the palm of a hand is useless, but this kind of injury is not much different for a ghoul like being bitten by a mosquito.

The sudden attack obviously angered the ghoul, and he rolled up and stood up, sucking in his breath at the people in front of him who dared to attack him, and roared angrily.

This roar is not a spit of the eyes, nor is it powerful, and this roar is not even as good as the roar of a human to a large extent. But in this long passage, this roar can already have serious consequences.

"Roar......" With this roar, the ghouls lying flat on the walls on both sides of the passage moved one by one.

When the three of them saw this situation, their faces suddenly became worse, when they were in the tomb before, the three of them were not afraid of the "human" sea tactics of these ghouls, but now in this spacious passage, it is not. These ghouls will definitely rush up one by one as if they had been drugged, and crush themselves and others to death!

"Retreat! To the door where we just came out! "It didn't take long for the ghouls to move, and Farkas spoke. This is the only way they can do it at the moment, and only then can they avoid the embarrassing dilemma of being surrounded by enemies on all sides.

"Isn't there a tail in the back? What to do! Although Wilcas agreed to Farkas's proposal and began to retreat with him, he still remembered the group of fellows who followed him.

"Withdraw first, in that burial chamber with narrow passages everywhere, the numerical advantage will be minimized, and it is there that we meet those silver hands, and also have the strength to fight!" Farkas didn't look back and said in a deep voice.

If someone pays attention to Fakas's eyes at this time, they can find that this guy's pupils have shrunk to the size of a pinpoint at this time, and it looks very weird!