The wooden door on the ground was gently lifted by Lancet, and his senses were highly focused on the widening gap at the entrance, he didn't want to be planted on some spell trap that might open with the wooden door. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Luckily, nothing happened, and as the wooden door was fully opened, the afternoon sun shone into the dimly lit basement, and the smoke and dust danced along the pillars of light.

"Ed." The witcher whispered, and the ravens circled through the sky toward their master's shoulder.

"When I played?" Ed landed firmly on Lance's shoulder, shaking the pitch-black feathers on his body, knowing that his time had come.

"Be careful, don't get tricked." Ranster touched the little one's head, and the raven let out a hoarse cry and flapped its wings into the dimly lit basement.

After a while, after waiting for Ed to send a message of safety, the two walked in one after the other.

The wooden staircase creaked as Lance stepped on it, but it didn't look like it was going to collapse. He could see through the dim vision that the dust had accumulated on the steps that had not been left for long, and it seemed that the hidden basement had been occupied all along.

The mage found the extinguished oil lamp on the wall, and with a flick of her finger, the wick in the oil lamp burst out with a spark and was lit again.

The entire room was lit up by oil lamps lit one by one, and the two of them had a full view of everything inside.

The basement is not very large, and a boxy area is not much the size of a room in an inn.

The shelves with clutter were leaning haphazardly against the corners, and a clean and tidy area was cleared in the middle of the room. The dense sheets of paper were scattered on the floor, and Lancet could vaguely see that they were drawn with a pattern of a sub-circle.

He stepped forward and picked up one of them, the bright red marks on it that clearly showed traces of blood.

"The smell of human blood." Lancet glanced at the scribbled diagram and handed it to Moria.

The female mage didn't take the circle diagram he handed over, she crouched down and quickly brushed aside the paper covering the ground, apparently finding something more important.

It didn't take long for Moria to realize that there was a faster way to do it, and she got back to her feet, pulled her wand out of her dimensional pouch and waved it a few times.

A gust of wind whistled out from the gem on the tip of the wand, and in an instant, everything on the ground was blown into the air with a whirlwind, and it fell to the side with a "bang-la-la" sound, and the huge red circle on the ground that was hidden under the paper appeared in front of the two of them.

Lancet's heart sank as he looked at the ritual circle on the ground that was revealing its full picture.

Judging from the pattern and structure of the circle, this is an unfinished transformation ritual circle. Although there are still some flaws and flaws in the depiction of the magical inscriptions, there is no doubt that this is a true lich transformation ritual circle.

Lich, a name familiar to all players who have seen the power of the undead armies of Aukus. They are immortal and immortal, and they are the most feared mage power under the undead monarch.

There was once a lich in Northshire?

Ranster racked his brains to search for his memories, and found that there was no record of any lich ever appearing here.

However, it is confirmed that the orphan Andy, if not a magical body with the blood of Aukus, has nothing to do with this guy who is trying to transform himself into a lich.

"Lancet, look at this." The mage beckoned to him, and she found a torn notebook in the corner of the floor.

Flipping through the yellowed pages, Lancet found Andy Reed's name written on them.

He continued to flip back at the contents of his notebook, and the more he looked at what was written on it, the more terrified he became.

From the beginning, it was just a diary of a teenager with low self-esteem confiding in his heart, such as having a crush on the blacksmith's daughter, Miss Dolana, hating his father, the blacksmith Moss, and so on. But when I looked at the back, about two or three months ago, the contents began to get weird.

"At night, I had nightmares where something scary was trying to take me away from it."

"I was so scared, they kept circling around me, and I could even feel their cold breathing. Who's going to save me? ”

"Finally someone drove those guys away, and he was as great as a god, with black flames burning all over his body."

"A voice kept echoing in my heart, and he was me...... And I'm him. ”

Lancet closed the diary in his hand with a serious expression, and his hunch came true once more.

Andy Reed has been lured to the brink of depravity by the demon due to the awakening of the blood of Aukus in his body.

Judging by his attempts to transform himself into a lich, the boy had completely lost his mind.

If you want to transform yourself into a lich, you must have a life box of your own. If they die in battle, they can respawn near the lifebox as long as it is still there.

A lifebox can be anything, a metal box, an amulet, or a ring. What they all have in common is that they have to be strong enough - if the lifebox is destroyed, then the immortal lich will also be destroyed by the shattering of the magic inscription scrolls inside the lifebox.

Rance flipped through the last entry of the diary, which coincided with the day Andy left with the blacksmith's wife and daughter.

Where the hell did he take them?

Randster frowned, Lisa and Dorana must have been Andy's destination, and it was the secret meeting place of the Horn of Dreads cult in Northshire.

All the Cape of Dread did to the Lord's Mansion in the Northshire was to keep Damien busy destroying the ghosts that appeared in the castle and not caring about the townspeople.

And just as they had planned, the cultists kidnapped and killed many of its inhabitants under the guise of beasts and monsters while they went on a reckless evangelistic spree in Northshire.

They kill the inhabitants and use sorcery to summon the ghosts of the dead to deal with the Lord's Mansion, and then they can continue to run wild in the North County.

No one knows where they are.

Until they make a mistake.

Bren, a recruit for the North County garrison, actually appeared in the ghost of the raid on the lord's mansion. Know that all the soldiers who died in battle were sent to Mara's temple, where they were baptized and buried.

And how did the cultists get their hands on the corpse of a man buried in the Mara Temple cemetery?

The followers of the goddess of life are all over Tyrenriel, her divine power is definitely a high-level divine power among the gods, and her priest is also an existence with absolutely powerful divine skills. It is absolutely impossible to use sorcery on a corpse under the noses of the priests and cathars of the goddess of life.

There is only one reason to explain everything that happened to recruit Bren.

The temple of Mara, near the sawmill, is no longer in name.