Andy and others were in Minahir Harbor, replenishing food and fresh water. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Andy took a bow and put it on his back again, but it was a military bow. In addition to the skinning knife, there is also a short knife on his waist.

The dagger was given to Andy by Nasas before his departure, and the handle was inlaid with an aqua blue gem. This knife was accidentally acquired by Nasas when he was a young man traveling across the continent, and it is a magically blessed weapon.

The Port of Mineshir is a bustling port that has gradually developed into a transit city for business travelers. Thanks to the presence of Ghent, the king's chief of guard, everything Andy did smoothly.

The other members of the team were silently preparing their things, the young magician named Alan, and gave each of them a magic bag, although it was the smallest, but it was more than enough to hold their various items.

As soon as Vanessa got off the boat, she slipped into the crowd and bought all sorts of things as if she were shopping. But those things seemed useless to the other three.

Andy had already packed his things and sat on the sidelines in a daze. The other three all shook their heads, and the most they did was disdain for Andy. Especially the third-level mage, with his own strength, he can already see that Andy's real strength is not very strong, and being long is equivalent to his ability at the first level. But they had to have a hint of admiration, he did something that ordinary people would not dare to do.

Danmoro, this tall mountain range with cold and deep snow all year round, the most terrifying thing is not the cold, nor other beasts, but the whispers from the ground that are even more terrifying. It's a terrible sound, and anyone who hears it will completely lose themselves.

"Alright, it's time for us to go!" Andy was stunned for a moment, then stood up and said. Vanessa had returned, putting what she had bought into her magic pocket.

Andy jumped on his horse and grabbed the reins. After the first few days of travel, he finally improved his riding skills, at least let himself get on the horse, and the movement was a little more chic.

Exiting the gate of Minethiel, Andy discerned the direction. He carried a copy of the map with him, but he didn't need to take it out, after the processing of the Warcraft Elf, the map had been loaded into the system and could be displayed in his mind at any time.

"Go this way!" Andy spoke, then slapped the horse's butt. Sitting down, the horses neighed, spread their hooves and rushed out.

Andy experienced the scenery of the wetland along the way, and he also knew the origin of the wetland. Wetlands, with the exception of the vicinity of Minethil Harbour, are mostly sparsely wooded and low-lying marshy areas that are difficult to prevent. There were some swamps, not yet gurgling with black bubbles, and occasionally some bones tumbling under the black silt of the swamp, and it was impossible to tell whether they were animal or human.

The climate of the wetlands is quite pleasant, and the warm air is full of wet smells. After walking for two days, Andy identified the direction, and a group of five people came to a huge arch.

"It's ......" Alan looked at the huge arch in front of him, and they looked small in front of it.

"This should be the trail marked on the map!" Andy spun around twice in his head and said, "Kazmodan Trail!" ”

"But it's not a trail, is it?" Gentra lifted the iron visor from his helmet, looked at the arch and said, "Look at this door, look at this width!" ”

"It's really not small, this width has to be more than ten meters, and the height of this gate has to be thirty or forty meters!" Alan looked up and could barely see the top.

"Maybe, this is not for people to go, and it is not necessarily!" The female elf, who had never liked to speak, also said in a cold tone at this time.

"Whatever it is, this is exactly what the map says it's called the 'Kazmodan Trail'! Passed here, it's Danmoro! Andy said, driving forward, trying to enter the passage.

Just as he was about to approach the door, the horse that Andy was sitting on suddenly neighed loudly, and his whole body stood up, and if it wasn't for Andy's grip on the reins, he would have been thrown off.

"Are you alright?" Ghent asked.

"It's fine, but what's going on?" Andy, who was frightened, his voice trembled a little.

"I'll try!" Ghent said, pulling the reins of his horse as he slowly approached the gate. Ghent was the king's chief of guard and a member of the Knights, and he was quite skilled in horsemanship. The horses he sat on were far from being comparable to ordinary horses, and his horses were the war horses he had fed since childhood, and he was able to communicate with his master.

But even if his horse was so good, and his riding skills were so exquisite, when he approached the gate, his horse gradually became irritable, and his front hooves kept digging on the ground, and his mouth kept snorting, and white gas kept coming out.

"What's going on?" Ghent wondered, "This is the first time this has happened!" ”

"There's something wrong here, how can I feel that there is a faint oppressive aura coming out of this gate." Alan frowned and said, "This breath is very uncomfortable! ”

Andy looked around, and even shrugged his nose at the air, saying, "Why can't I feel anything?" ”

"It's normal, you're not magicians." Alan said, "The senses of magicians are extremely keen, and any magic-related aura in the air can be felt!" ”

"You mean, there's magic in there?" Lisa's eyes lit up, and she turned her head and asked.

Eren dismounted, took a few steps closer to the gate, glanced around and said, "I'm not sure if it's a magical aura, but there is indeed a very powerful aura in this door!" ”

Andy also dismounted and walked to the gate. There were more than a dozen stairs in front of this gate, and he walked up unhurriedly, looking at the passage inside the gate. The passage is quite wide, and it is definitely man-made, with huge brick paving, and the surrounding walls are polished very smooth.

"Guys, looks like we're going to walk!"

Ghent dismounted, saddled his broadsword on his back, put a dagger in his boot, and went up the steps to look. The passage was so dark that I couldn't see anything clearly, except that there was a semi-circle of iron rings on the wall every few distances for placing torches. It's just that there's nothing in those hoops.

"Looks like we need to get some torches." Ghent said, going down the steps to the woods on either side of the road, looking for dry branches that could be used to make torches.

Andy also walked down, and also in the woods next to him, looking for a pile of dry branches. Each of them took a torch made of dry twigs, and threw the rest into a magic pocket.

Alan pinched a handprint and whispered a spell as a fiery serpent sprang out of his finger and lit the torches.

Andy glanced at the others, tightened his bow and arrows, and turned and walked into the darkness of the passage.