Rhodes' destination was a low-lying basin with a very inconspicuous place in the complex terrain of the Hunting Mountains.

Quietly going around to the other side of the basin, Rhodes and the others condescended to see the current situation in the entire basin.

In Rod's eyes, the current battle in the basin seems to have entered a white-hot phase.

A large part of the basin was enveloped in black mist, and in the mist, twenty or thirty adventurers could be faintly seen fighting, their roars and shouts of killing could be heard from time to time, and occasionally these sounds were mixed with the roar of a monster.

Bang!

At the moment when Rhodes looked, he happened to see a scene that made people's pupils contract, a pitch-black monster palm shot an adventurer out of the black mist, and the terrifying power knocked the warrior holding the giant shield out like a cannonball, and smashed the distant mountains into a big hole with a "boom".

"Damn! Old One-Eye, hold him down, mage! Mage, cast spells! ”

Seeing the strongest fighter in the team being swatted out like a fly, O'Neill froze for three seconds, and after the huge shock, endless fear ensued, and the suffocating fear made O'Neill cry out like crazy.

He is the heir to the Castle of Terror.

He must not die here, O'Neill cried out frantically.

"That man...... Terror Knight O'Neal?! Rod glanced at the battle situation, and happened to see O'Neill's crazy scene, and his heart was shocked.

However, soon, before Rhodes could confirm his identity, the tide of the battle changed dramatically.

Four black-robed figures burst out of the black mist.

These four people all held staff of different shapes in their hands, the black robes were actually made of high-grade demonic spider silk that was extremely lacking in the Shadow Domain, and under the erosion of the black mist, there was actually a faint magic light, and Rhodes carefully saw a strange badge in the corner of their clothes.

That coat of arms is a white circle and a scribbled long Dethek letter "Z", resembling the arrows of some kind of spear weapon.

"The old-school mages of the Santarin Society?!"

Rhodes recognized the origin of the four spellcasters, who belonged to an organization called the Santarim Society, an intelligence organization that was initially a merchant organization and later included Assassins, spies, an army, and Bane's church as supporters. They have a strong presence on the surface and are firmly rooted in the southern and western parts of the Ash world.

The biggest feature of this organization is that it is well-equipped, and it has the support of powerful mages behind it, and Rhodes in his heyday is not willing to easily clash with this organization.

The four mages in front of him actually distinguished from the code of conduct that they were not the current members of the Santarin Society.

There was a period in the history of the Santarim Society that was on the verge of extinction due to internal divisions, which led to the division of the Santarim Society into two parts, and the "Old School Mages" belonged to the losing side of the struggle, so they fled to the Shadowlands for a long time.

The insignia of the "new" Santarins is a black scepter that radiates green rays on a gold disc that is firmly grasped by a black dragon. The scepter and ray symbolize the worship of Bane, the disc signifies wealth, and the black dragon symbolizes domination.

"—Courage Blessing!"

"—the elegance of a cat!"

"—The Power of the Ox!"

"—Bear Tenacity!"

"-Secondary Shield!"

"- High Armor Enhancement!"

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The light of the spell continued to bloom, and the four casters began to release buff magic frantically, although most of them were second-ring spells, but in Rhodes's eyes, those adventurers who were stretched thin had a significant increase in both strength and reaction speed, especially the flickering shields on their bodies, which blocked at least half of the power impact in the face of the terrifying claws in the black mist.

But that's not the end of it.

Under Rod's gaze, these four old-school mages actually took out a scroll one after another, and then directly tore it apart, and then, in Rod's dull gaze, the obviously weakened magic power on their bodies actually recovered in an instant, and there was even a faint improvement.

This magic scroll is actually not an attack spell, but a spell sealed with a "high recovery class", similar to the blue medicine in the game, which instantly fills him with blue.

"-Secondary Arcane Missile!"

"-Cryo Ray!"

"—Elemental Burst!"

"—Atmospheric penetration!"

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These "old-school" Santaringui mages were indeed the same as the mages in Rhodes' memory, they were crazy and continuous casting, and those offensive spells were smashed down as if they didn't need money.

"Sure enough, it's a wealthy master!"

Rhode muttered with a hint of exclamation in his tone, the Santarim Society was originally a merchant organization, and the mages provided them with shelter, and they provided the mages with the funds they needed to develop magic, so their old mages had been following a rough and direct "fire flow" route. They use a huge amount of magic to kill you, and in the face of such a releaser, after the hard melee class has withstood the first wave of attacks, they will use magic items to instantly turn blue in the desperate eyes of the melee class, and then have a second wave of magic storm.

After a few rounds of magic storms, the tide of battle turned around in an instant.

Roar!

The monsters in the black mist were beaten by these magic and those powerful adventurers and roared again and again, and even Rhodes and others in the distance could hear the helplessness and grievance in the roar.

O'Neill stood outside the black fog and heard the monster's roar, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

It is really worthy of the wealthy horror knight O'Neill, and after the round just now, the scrolls used up by the four spellcasters, according to the rules of the adventurer's employment, are all paid for by O'Neill.

At present, there is no war in Stormwind City, and according to the current market price, these scrolls are also extremely expensive luxuries, and after using so much in one go, O'Neill obviously does not have a trace of flesh pain, and he is proud of the great achievement of suppressing the monsters in the black mist.

"Damn, it's O'Neill!" Rod looked at the battle situation below and did not speak, but said in an extremely annoyed tone with the hammer lying on the side, it seems that this dwarf does have an extraordinary background, and he actually knows this eldest prince of the Horror Castle.

"Whoever he is! This skinny human dares to snatch my prey! I tore him alive! ”

The barbarian Viku watched the monsters in the black fog below gradually being suppressed, and he couldn't bear the urgency in his heart, he was about to rush down as he spoke, and it seemed that he was not afraid at all in the face of the four spellcasters and a dozen adventurers below.

"Wait!"

"Wait!"

Two "wait" came out in unison, and Rod and Angry Thunder reached out very tacitly and pressed Viku down.

Rod glanced at the centaur Raging Thunder with some surprise, the reason why he shouted "Wait" was because he knew very well what the monster in the black fog was capable of, from the beginning, he had observed that this basin did have a high chance of leading to the Black and White Secret Realm, and the roaring monster, as well as the black claws that poked out, made Rod confirm its identity.

That's not a monster that can be suppressed so easily.

The "Source of Black Mist" was once called the gateway of the "Black and White Secret Realm", and every migrant worker who moves bricks, the first thing they want to do if they want to move bricks is to pry open the door of the Black and White Secret Realm with their strength.

The Black Mist Boss has always been a threshold for moving bricks.

When the Black and White Secret Realm was first revealed to the world, there were five legendary professional powerhouses in the Shadow Domain to form a storming team, and those five people belonged to the first echelon of combat power at that time, both in terms of professional matching and equipment level.

However, it is these five powerful legends, but they were beaten all over the ground by the boss in the source of the black fog, if it weren't for one of the legendary masters, he used a powerful magic prop to escape with them at a critical moment, and it is estimated that the five legends would have to fold there.

Although the current one in front of Rod is not the perverted and messy black fog boss in the future, even if it is a black mist mob, Rod will not think that the group of people below can defeat it.

And there's an even more crucial thing.

According to the original game history, the horror knight in front of him, O'Neal, should not have gotten the "Horror Angel Diana", as far as Rhodes knows, the horror knight rose during the storm, which means that he should have gotten the horror angel shortly before and after.

Rod speculated that it was probably this time that O'Neill was worried about this place.

And O'Neill, as the heir of the Horror Castle, his resources should be very powerful, it is estimated that after this failure, he should organize a second exploration, maybe in his future exploration, he will successfully break into the black and white secret realm, so as to get the powerful partner of the Stormwind realm.

"Viku, don't be impulsive, a good hunter must have enough patience and insight to observe," Thunder glanced at Rod with deep eyes, and then he said softly to Viku.

"This centaur...... It's not simple. ”

Rod glanced at the centaur with some jealousy again.

Rod didn't know if he could see the actual combat effectiveness of the group of people below, but just because he was so calm and careful, it was enough for Rod to pay attention to it. A bold, careful-hearted guy with the fighting talent of this centaur clan, if he hadn't died in the next Stormwind incident, he would never have been an unknown person in the future.