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Treasure map of the Amber Treasure.

Sure enough, it has something to do with it.

Gavin's skeletal fingers fumbled in the goblin sack, and he pulled out the treasure map he had obtained from the goblin corpse and handed it to Hank.

"Isn't that it?"

Hank's eyes lit up when he saw the treasure map, he smiled and rubbed his hands, and then respectfully took the treasure map from Gavin's hand, opened it carefully, looked at it carefully, and then his face immediately changed, raised his head, and his face was full of disappointment: "Master, this treasure map is fake." ”

"It's fake."

Gavin said, "This treasure map was obtained from a goblin spellcaster. What I want to know is...... Who forged this treasure map and from whom did it flow from! ”

How could the treasure map of the Amber Treasure fall into the hands of an ordinary goblin spellcaster.

The legend that has been circulating for ten years, the amber treasure that so many people have not found, and now suddenly there is a treasure map, to say that there is no cat in it, Gavin is the first to disbelieve it.

He carefully examined this treasure map, it looked old, but it was actually deliberately old, using more than a dozen special materials, it was the handwriting of an alchemist, and the technique was not very clever, but it was enough to deceive 99% of the people in this world.

Not an experienced alchemist, or an adventurer with clever means, would not be able to detect it at all.

Hank was able to spot the trick, which surprised Gavin.

This fox man, who doesn't mix very well, seems to have other skills, not just a crook in the slums.

His evaluation of Hank is even higher.

"You need a new identity."

Gavin thought for a moment, then raised his skull staff and began to cast spells.

This is a very special spell, a spell created by the Lord of the Eternal Night after he was 300 years old. The grade is low, but it works well.

"Veil of the Underworld!"

This is a Tier 1 spell that uses death energy to create an illusory veil of energy that, while obscuring your face, emits faint fluctuations of death energy, making others think you are an undead creature.

A very special spell that belongs to the category of illusions.

The most amazing thing about this spell is that if it is not for a very high mental power (more than 20 points) and a very strong perception ability, then there is absolutely no way to detect the abnormality.

20 points of spiritual power means extraordinary spirit, many high-level spellcasters do not have such a high spiritual power, and even some archmages have less spiritual power than 20 points.

It's hard to say whether there are such people in Brimstone City.

There can be a few more in the whole of Pegasus City!

A veil obscured Hank's face, and a faint fluctuation of death energy immediately diffused from his body.

His face looked much stiffer, and his eyes were blank, like a dead corpse.

"Go find a place and get some rotten stuff on your body, at least it looks like a zombie. And you, Barton, so do you. ”

Gavin cast another spell, and a veil of underworld obscured Barton's face.

"Go ahead, go and dress yourself up as a zombie, so that anyone who sees you will think that you are zombies resurrected by necromancers, zombies who have awakened their wisdom. Then come back to see me. I don't want anyone to know that I have the power to bring the dead back to life. ”

Resurrecting the dead, in the current Continent of the Gods, basically only high-level clergy and great druids can do it. Gavin doesn't want to take the limelight, it will bring about death!

Hank hurriedly pulled Barton and walked towards the outside of the rift.

The underworld is full of dangers, death everywhere, and there may be dead bodies anywhere.

Just get some dead corpse things, wipe them on your body, and add the effect of the underworld veil, and it should be no problem.

I've already died once, and I don't shy away from these things.

After Hank and Barton left, Gavin ordered the lone wolf to guard in the distance, and then went into a meditative state.

A shallow meditative state.

In the dark realms, few casters dare to enter a state of deep meditation, because they may encounter danger at any time. Even in an adventuring party, with the protection of teammates, few people want to do so much, especially a mage.

Mages mostly believe in their own power more than the power of their teammates.

They will stay awake at all times and give themselves the ability to face danger at any time.

The surrounding arcane energy slowly converged towards Gavin's body, and the speed was very slow.

This is not an area where arcane energy is active, it is dark energy that is more active, so Gavin is slow to recover mana.

One hour later, Gavin regained 20 points of arcane energy, and Hank and Barton have not returned.

Suddenly, Gavin raised his head, the soul fire in his eyes beating slightly.

The lone wolf in the distance was slowly retreating, and it seemed to have noticed something.

Gavin stood up, picked up the Skull Staff, and cast Dark Vision on himself.

The sky here is relatively dark, and it is impossible to see clearly from fifty meters away, and it is dark from a hundred meters away.

But because of his dark vision, Gavin could see everything two hundred meters away in the pitch darkness, even if it was a hare flying five hundred meters away, he could see a blurred shadow.

Walking up to the lone wolf, Gavin looked into the distance.

Beyond this crack in the ground, a faint light flickered.

It wasn't a natural light, it was a Tier 0 spell called "Dancing Light".

Taking advantage of the faint light, Gavin could see the situation in the distance.

The spell was cast by a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl holding a delicate staff in her hand, and the light emanated from the aquamarine at the tip of the staff.

A very beautiful and delicate little girl, like a porcelain doll.

Beside her, there was also a woman in a power suit, with a graceful figure and full of vitality.

She carried a longbow with white horns on her back, two sheathed daggers tied to her legs, her blonde hair tied haphazardly into a ponytail, and a small and delicate short bow in her hand.

It's the magic archer!

Gavin's heart was slightly startled.

Here she comes!

There's also an extra short bow in his hand.

She had been looking around, with a pair of falcon-like eyes, which seemed to be able to detect everything around her, which was more powerful than the eagle's eye technique.

Beside the two women, there are two more people:

Two fighters.

A defensive warrior armed with a great sword and a round shield, and a berserker warrior with dual wielding a longsword.

Both warriors were young, and Gavin had seen them from afar.

Wrong!

There should be one more Stalker!

Gavin was suddenly alert.

At this moment, a sturdy figure suddenly appeared in the darkness, like a ghost, sneaked behind Gavin, and then launched an attack on Gavin.