Right side of the temple.

There was dead silence in the cold temple.

The drug bully Kabnos's eyes flashed with a gloomy light, and he casually walked towards Barbatos' reception room along the way.

"My lord, why did we choose this path?" A man dressed as an assassin asked.

When several men around heard this, doubts flashed in their eyes.

These people are all people who make a living in the Shadow Realm, and each of them has experienced countless adventures, and there are still some adventure experiences.

Like the remains of this temple.

Some veterans can see at a glance that there are many new traces of the passage on the right, and there are some dark brown bryophytes growing in the originally dark and damp corridor, while some obvious moss traces on the right have been artificially removed.

This trace is particularly evident in the ruins of this temple, which is full of history.

"Luric's group of dwarves must have explored this area," one man chimed in.

"Idiot! You know what! ”

The drug tyrant Kabonos snorted angrily, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Our purpose this time is not to explore this temple, but to intercept and kill someone in Lurick's team!" ”

"Now that this right side has been explored by the Lurics, let's go ahead and wait for them! Have a surprise for them! ”

In the understanding of the drug bully.

Since this is the second time that Rurec has explored the temple, it must have been the first time that he has encountered failure, and this time Rurec and they will definitely continue to explore the same path as last time, so they will simply surprise them in front.

"Interception?!" Several men looked suspicious.

It was at this time.

"Ah!!h

A terrible scream rang from the other side of the hallway, and the faces of Kabnos and his party changed, the voice of their scout, an old wanderer who had earned the bronze Scout Medal of Stormwind.

At the end of the hallway.

A huge shadow flickered by, and in the gloomy environment, the shadow seemed so deep, and in a trance, everyone looked at the room at the end of the corridor with some horror that shimmered orange light.

What the hell!

Kabonos's arms were instantly filled with purple-brown light, and with that strange gauntlet, he was like a devouring viper.

Around him, a group of people drew their weapons and walked cautiously forward.

Crunch......

The half-hidden stone door slowly opened, and the rotten dust rushed in, and Kabonos and his party looked at the secret room in front of them in disbelief.

"It's weird!"

Kabnos waved his right hand, and under the swaying orange light, the face on his face changed for a while, and after a long time, he sneered, "Pretend to be a ghost!" ”

Where even Rurec can get out of the way, what is there to be afraid of as a drug bully!

Come to think of it.

He had a sneer on his face, and said in a cold voice: "Go!" Let's enter! ”

Step through the stone gate.

At the other end of the stone gate was a large secret room, with a huge metal fence on the south side of the secret room, and behind the fence there was a burning brazier, and the shadows cast by the fire light on the wall, swaying and dancing, like a huge ghost with teeth and claws.

In front of the fence.

There is a two-person tall statue of a hunchbacked man in a robe with three eyes and a tentacled mouth.

This statue is the Great Demon Barbatos, and his statue is lifelike and terrifying.

And on the walls of the chamber, there is a magnificent picture of the ancient city of Ibihar, their armies fighting against the countless races of the Shadowlands.

Originally, it was an unusually magnificent picture.

However, in this eerie environment, the murals on the walls give people an eerie feeling, and in the darkness where the murals extend, it seems that in the shadows there are endless enemies peeking at the city of Ibihar.

"Ahh

A scream rang out in Kabonos's ears.

Something horrified him happened.

To his left, the old scout, who was supposed to have had an accident, was staggering and pounced on another man.

"Get out of here!"

A strong man roared angrily, and a huge war blade in his hand slashed at the two men, the blade struck with a cold glow, and the man had a sinister smile on his face, and he did not spare his hand at all because of the slash at his companion.

Hiss!

An inhuman roar sounded, and when the blade slashed at the two men, a burst of pitch-black aura emanated from their bodies, and after the aura rose, it did not disperse for a long time, turning into crows and rushing towards Kabnos and them.

"Squire of the Lord of the Dead Birds!"

When Kabonos saw the dark crows, his face changed slightly, his fists swayed with a foul-smelling purple light, and his armours waved, and a wave of destructive energy rushed towards the crows.

Barbatos, the archdemon is the guardian of the gates of hell, and legend has it that he holds an ancient key to hell, and in addition to this, it is customary to call him the Lord of the Dead Birds.

And its attendants are pitch-black crows.

These crows are full of evil negative energy, and because they are the servants of Barbatos, these crows also have some immortal attributes, and even have a certain resistance to the waters of the River Styx.

They may not be the strongest in combat, but in terms of weirdness, these crows can easily eat away at a person's head.

Once that person fails the will test, the attendant will devour that person's consciousness.

"Don't let these things get close!"

Kabonos roared angrily, these squires will only get stronger and stronger after devouring the consciousness of the living, but these few in front of them are a little tricky, even the old scout has been killed, and the poison bully thinks that he will not be much tougher than the old scout's will.

"Humph! Rubbish! ”

An arrogant voice rang out.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A few cold rays flashed, and several hovering attendant crows instantly turned into black mist, and a cold figure appeared in front of everyone.

Sou!

Kabonos's body stiffened, and he watched in a daze as a cold light pierced straight into his eyebrows.

The figure that appeared in front of him was actually shooting at him.

"Roar!"

An angry roar rang out.

Kabnos looked in a cold sweat as a pitch-black spear was nailed to a few centimeters above his head, and the feeling of passing by death made his face pale.

And at the tip of that spear.

There was another kind of pitch-black power on the spear, and it was nailing a shadow.

"What the hell is this?!"

Kabnos looked at the still distorting shadow with an ugly face, and before he knew it, a shadow sneaked around his back.

Quietly! Spooky and thriller!

"What a wonderful power!"

There was a voice of intoxication from the grim figure, and with a slight pull of the spear, the figure jumped up and stabbed at the statue to the south like a sharp arrow.