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"Is it really in a treasure chest?"

"This rune pattern is a little different from the one on the outside when you came in." Helena pointed to the stone door of the temple and said.

The runes on the stone door were not carved, they were dark in color, and all the runes came together to form a ring, which they didn't pay much attention to when they entered.

Roger leaned closer and analyzed it carefully, "A total of six runes are written in blood, forming a magic array. ”

"Magic Circle! Really? ”

Helena stepped forward, the magic array was very profound knowledge, and she had only seen it in the information. In fact, she can only learn some basic spells at the moment, and even the more advanced ones are not qualified to touch them.

As far as she knew, no one in the entire Convent of Our Lady had access to the magic array, and Roger, a small adventurer, actually knew this.

Helena couldn't believe it for a moment.

"The blood stains are all gone, and there are magic spells attached to them, as if they are really magic arrays."

Helena confirmed that the pattern was the same as what she had seen from the data, and she was even more surprised, looking at Roger's eyes full of surprise and suspicion.

"This magic array has been established with runes, and there is no need for a caster to preside over it, just activate it. Do you know how to activate spells? ”

The magic runes in this magic array are some like the rune magic used by the dwarven rune priests, and the runes of the dwarves are all made, and Roger estimates that this magic array is the same.

Before crossing over, he had seen many magic circle spells, and he had used some of them himself, but if he wanted to activate them now, he had forgotten some knowledge.

No one reminded him, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

Forgetfulness is always the saddest enemy of an intellectual comrade, and he will be no exception.

Helena stared at Roger, "You really understand?" ”

"A little bit, you know that everyone who does our job is a jack of all trades." Roger decided it was better to be humble.

"Uh-huh, Mr. Jack-of-all-trades, it's not just jack-of-all-trades."

Helena admired it, but she didn't delve into it, adventurers are indeed know-it-all, but Roger is more knowledgeable. She pulled out a large stack of files and began to play out her qualities as a good student.

After a moment, Helena stared at Roger and said, "Reach out." ”

Roger stretched out his left hand, and Helena took out a small dagger and gestured at Roger's arm, as if he was hesitating, where to cut.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

Roger jerked his hand back. It turns out that Helena also has weapons. In other words, isn't it true that the priest's sister can't use sharp weapons?

"Don't move, you need some blood." Seeing Roger's surprised eyes, Helena pursed her lips and replied, "You can't use mine, you're so embarrassed." ”

What a righteous and awe-inspiring thing that is being said.

"Blood sacrifice is dark magic."

"This rune circle is like this."

There is no need to look through the information to confirm, and it can be seen from the surface that this magic array uses dark magic. Helena said helplessly, the little dagger was still staring at Roger's arm like a greedy viper.

"I'll do it myself." Roger said.

"Okay." Helena was relatively unfamiliar with the knife, and immediately handed over the small dagger when she heard the words.

Roger only picked his finger and let the blood pass to the rune pattern, and as soon as the blood touched the dark black dried blood stains, it seemed to flow into a ditch, and it flowed down naturally.

Each rune was dripping with a drop, and although the rune pattern was painted on the stone door, at a ninety-degree angle to the ground, the blood stains completely violated the laws of physics, and were fixed there after being covered with runes.

The originally dark rune pattern had turned bright red, glowing with an eerie glow in the light of the torches.

"Stand back, I'm going to chant a spell."

Helena pursed her lips and took a deep breath, a hint of hesitation in her eyes, and after a moment, her eyes radiated a determined light and began to recite a long incantation.

This spell is not found in the dossier, but it is a common magic spell for dwarves, and some dwarves often used it to activate runes in the early days, but the time of use is more consistent with the era of the city's ruins. She reasoned that the success rate would be greater. I really can't do it, try something else.

After she finished reading.

The rune pattern on the stone door suddenly burst into bright light, and the red brilliance flowed between the runes, and then the entire rune pattern was reflected on the temple floor, and the original bright red light turned into holy golden light.

It was a one-time success.

Helena seemed to be rejoicing too soon, for some phantoms flickered in the golden light, and the faint soul fire pierced through the darkness and looked directly at the two people in the temple.

A large number, probably two dozen undead, appeared in the empty hall of the temple.

The one in the center was only about four meters tall, with large bat-like wings, dead gray skin, strong limbs on the ground, and a long, pointed tail curving in mid-air like a scorpion.

The monster's head was like a lion and a man, it was rotten, and a pair of green eyes stared at Roger.

Ramasu!

Ramasus is the product of the failure of the mages of the Dark Ages to create the Oricas, which are extremely unstable and have a very short lifespan. Later, it was used by necromancers, and after being conjured by spirits, it became a perfect force among the undead.

Some of the more advanced Ramasu were also infected with the plague and became even more terrifying undead.

There are many forms of Ramasus, depending on what kind of creature the corpse used. This Ramasu is made from a manticore, apparently the leader of this pile of undead.

"Damn, the rune circle on the stone gate is used to seal and imprison these undead."

With a whoosh, Ramasu was the first to attack, the scorpion's tail stabbing at where Roger stood.

Roger retreated to the stone gate, narrowly avoiding the attack.

At the same time, a white light pierced through the darkness and flew towards Ramasu, and the positive energy penetrated Ramasu's body, incinerating a large hole, and the spell ended, but white smoke was still coming out of the wound.

At this time, Helena was actually not messed up, and she could throw an undead killing spell.

But Ramasu only paused the moment he was struck by the spell, and immediately stomped on the ground on all fours and lunged towards them.

The other undead are all skeletons, but among them are five tall skeleton warriors, which are strengthened large skeletons, more durable than zombies, but their attack power and movement speed are faster than those of small skeletons, and they also click towards this side at this time.

"What about Roger, these undead are very powerful." Helena finally panicked.

"Withdraw!"

With the current strength of the two of them, they can't even beat half of Ramasu, Roger has nothing to hesitate, grabs Helena, and the two run out of the stone gate.

Ramasu slammed the force of his front leg into the stone door, screaming, and rushed out, followed by a large pile of skeletons behind him.