Everyone who was frightened by Grom, who almost let the spell trap "thunder to death", cautiously began to detect the trap in the warehouse, but they didn't know if they didn't check, and they were shocked when they checked it!

The huge material warehouse, the area is about the size of several stadiums, and the huge shelves arranged in rows form a phalanx, which is divided into various materials, plants, minerals, animals, and all kinds of materials that even the sycamore does not know.

However, everyone can only drool over these things placed on the shelves, because the spell traps in the warehouse are too terrible, just now Grom just rubbed a shelf, and before he could touch the things on the shelf, he triggered a 3rd order spell [lightning beam] attack, if it weren't for Sycamore's quick reaction and a handful of mages to catch him back, at this time Grom is estimated to only have a lump of coke left.

Even with a slender arc of lightning that was released, Grom's eyes rolled, his mouth foamed, and he twitched nervously, completely incapacitated in a short period of time, and could only rely on the two-headed troll wizard in the team to help carry this large, reckless orc.

Well, this seemingly treasure trove of material warehouses is simply a death trap, and each shelf is covered with all kinds of medium and high-level spell traps, either bright or dark, and even Wutong, who has a lot of experience in arranging spell traps, can only look at it dryly, those are all mid-to-high-level spell traps, not something that he, a beginner-level mage, can dismantle.

Swallowing his saliva irresistibly, Wutong could only "grieve" for the last time to glance at the spell materials that radiated a seductive light in his eyes, and gritted his teeth and said, "Go!" Then everyone stepped on the fourth floor with reluctance to turn back one step at a time.

If the third floor stimulates the caster's profession very much, then the fourth floor should greatly stimulate the fighters, because the entire fourth floor is an arsenal!

Although the area is not as large as the three floors, the large amount of equipment contained in the four floors is enough to arm the combat power of several legions, and a set of exquisite leather armor, chain armor, half-body armor, plate armor, iron armor, various shields, various spears, halberds, axes, axes, and javelins on the weapon rack are flashing with a terrifying cold light, tempting players to move.

"If you want to die, touch it!"

Wutong found that someone couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and hurriedly stopped, although he didn't understand that this Elarion master, as a mage, Mao wanted to collect so much equipment for melee professions, but since it was the collection of the ** master, it was best not to touch it easily, and the ghost knew what kind of spell traps the ** master would set on those seemingly safe weapon racks.

The third and fourth floors, these two places that seem to be treasures, don't even have a monster for Mao?

Master Elarion is an undead ** master, although he has not yet reached his teacher, he has become the lich's [legendary] rank [Death Sage] Vitim. Angstrom. Master Omic's height, but it's not difficult to summon some undead guards to guard his warehouse, right?

If you think about it, it's better not to touch these things lightly!

Everyone almost gritted their teeth, and with great willpower, they forced themselves to leave here and continue to climb the fifth floor!

The fifth floor looked like a library, with a large number of large bookshelves that reached to the ceiling filling the entire circular space, but for some unknown reason, the protection here was severely damaged, and even the walls were damaged from the outside, which caused a large hole in the wall on one side, and a strong cold wind poured in, and the ground near the gap was covered with thick snow, and even those huge bookshelves were covered in frost.

Sycamore's eyes lit up, and the protection was destroyed? It's ruined! Although it will cause a lot of losses, for them, the "invaders", it is not an opportunity to gain something, even if it is incomplete, it is better than nothing, right?

They didn't dare touch the complete bookshelves, but under the collapsed bookshelves near the gap in the wall, a large amount of parchment was scattered and piled up, some of which were half-buried in the snow, and half of them were crackling in the cold wind.

The wanderers rushed around excitedly, checking the environment in the library, marking the dangerous and safe areas with brightly colored sand, and as handfuls of colored sand were sprinkled, Wutong and the others stepped on the green sand, avoiding those red areas, and around the five-story arc-shaped wall, everyone slowly approached the gap in the wall.

Infinitely cautiously looked down from the gap, the battle below is still so fierce, a zombie knight riding on a mount, is leading a large group of zombie warriors to storm the defensive formation formed by the players, every charge, will cause a large number of casualties among the players, but the players are elites after all, and the fierce counterattack has also brought huge damage to the zombie warriors, it doesn't seem to be able to be solved in a short time, and even if the players below are killed, The fire on the second floor can also keep out the undead for a long time.

The time left for them is quite abundant, as for the companions who stayed below, Wutong they had already told them, seeing that the situation was not right, they couldn't resist it and used [Teleportation Guide Crystal] to flash people, although they didn't play a big role along the way, but accompanied Wutong They came here, and they could be regarded as having completed the task.

Sycamore walked over and carefully examined the collapsed bookshelves to make sure that the spell traps on them had failed, and then everyone worked together to collect all the parchment scattered on the ground.

Naturally, the collection work did not require the mages like Sycamore, and the spellcasters gathered together carefully scertained the blurred handwriting on the parchment collected by their partners, trying to find something valuable from it.

Unfortunately, as Sycamore had guessed, although the protection measures had failed, time had also caused serious damage to these precious arcane materials, most of which had become very fragile in the ice and snow, and had been reduced to pieces under their manipulation, and the few well-preserved handwriting on them had long since been blurred by the melting ice and snow.

With a sigh of regret, Sycamore threw down the parchment, which had become useless, and tried to get close to the well-preserved bookshelves to see if there were any protections that had become fragile, and those who happened to be able to lift themselves, but it was clear that the things that were not so fortunate were well preserved and well protected, and those that were not well protected had long since been destroyed.

The Infinity of the Scout Library suddenly shouted, "Mu! Come here! ”

"What?"

Wutong walked over, infinity under a bookcase that was leaning on the wall, and found a stiff corpse covered in ice and snow, he curled up, his back leaned against the wall, but one arm was raised high, in the palm of his hand, he held a holy emblem of the Pero sect deadly, the strength of the grip was so great that the edge of the emblem had been deeply immersed in the flesh of his palm, and it was integrated with his palm, it seemed that before he died, this priest of the Pero sect used his life, Unleashed the last spell.

The golden [Sun Fragment] emblem was exactly the same as the sect spy that Sycamore had found in the ruins of the Seven Stars of the Night sect dungeon, and when Sycamore walked over, Infinity was trying to take down this unusual-looking emblem from his hand, but as soon as he exerted his strength, the fingers of Pastor Perro's body said, "Click!" With a bang, it turned into splinters and fell down.

"Stop! Youngster! Don't disturb the body of this venerable priest who burned his soul before he died in order not to become a ghost! ”

Master Shandrui, who had always been silent, suddenly said with emotion [Words of the Dead], infinitely startled by the voice that suddenly sounded in his head, and trembled, "Kara! With a sound, he dragged Pastor Perot's entire arm off, and couldn't help but hold someone's arm in embarrassment, and glanced at Master Sandrei in disdain, although he was very reluctant to put this holy emblem that seemed to be a good thing, but he still carefully put his arm back.

"This is a member of the Priesthood of the United Sect guarding [Al Leone Fortress], although I don't know his name, but I think he should be a high-ranking priest"

Master Sandree walked to Wutong with a deadwood staff, and the soul fire in his eyes fluctuated, as if he was lamenting the firmness of the faith of this fellow clergyman, and at the same time wondering if he had blasphemed the teachings of the Druids himself, who had become an undead.

However, Master Sandre, who already had a certain "target", quickly shook his head and turned his head to look at the elven priest of [Forest Goddess-Alona] on the side, "Elf, you should have mastered the [Holy Sacrifice] ritual, right?" Let the body of this venerable priest of Perro return to the embrace of nature! ”

If it weren't for the fact that he had become an undead, Master Sandri obviously didn't need to let the little priest who was only a second order do it, although there was also a druid flail eagle in the team, but the work of [Holy Sacrifice] was more professional than a full-time priest.

Senscar Amber also nodded solemnly, walked to the body of Priest Perot, took out some holy relics, arranged a simple altar, and sprinkled pale green holy water on the body, and began to pray for a strange tone of the chant, in the melodious and ethereal syllables, the pale green holy water began to play its role, and the body of Priest Perot was quickly decomposed and purified, because its soul no longer existed, so there was no scene of the reappearance of the soul in the [Holy Sacrifice] ceremony, just before the end of the ceremony, From the ashes of the corpse spilled golden points of light, melting into the air, the last remaining obsession of Priest Perot.

"What really happened?"

Now, even Master Sandri is a little puzzled, the United Sect Priest Corps stationed in the [Ella Fortress] can almost be regarded as the nemesis of undead creatures, but now it seems that not only are all the priests all killed, but even the mage corps guarding here is all missing!

"Let's go! Maybe the answer awaits us! "Master Sandre was the first to walk to the center of the library, and instead of a spiral staircase around the curved wall, there was a [Floating Disc] device leading to the upper level in the center.

[Floating Saucer] is similar to [Floating Saucer], but it can be raised and lowered vertically, which is equivalent to a sorcery elevator.

In the center of the hall, surrounded by bookshelves, there was a large desk, which looked like it was supposed to be a place to register books for loans, with a bottle of frozen ink, a pen and a half-written prayer written in very scribbled handwriting, and a cloaked corpse, lying face down on the desk.

Master Sandrei gently picked up the prayer that had been preserved in its entirety, glanced at it, and handed it to Wutong, looking thoughtfully at the corpse lying there.

Sycamore reluctantly recognized the content of the prayer:

"My lord Pero, golden face shines on the earth, in the most dangerous moment, please give us the strength to resist the traitor who betrayed his soul to the demon After midnight, the whole [Ellarion Fortress] has been bleeding, and now only the four of us are still holding on to the Cook Paladin leading the warriors to resist the demon army, Priest Abbossari burned his soul and hit the demon hard, but we have not been able to destroy it, and only the *** Your Excellency is still trying to send the news out, But the Nexus circle has been overrun by demons, and I have contaminated my soul, my lord Pero, and my fate depends on you, in the name of St. Cuthbert, to cleanse me from my sins. I'd rather burn my soul than not be able to ascend to your kingdom than become myself

He's coming. ”

Wutong looked confused, the "traitor" in this obviously refers to the person who attacked the [Ella Fortress], according to Master Sandre's description, it is very likely to be the disciple of Master Ellarion, the disciple of Master Omik, and Master Wodigeng of the mage group on the island, but the prayer mentions "demons", which makes people scratch their heads, and the name of a certain Excellency who is blurred may be the key to the final answer.

"The 'Cook Paladin' mentioned in this can't be the boss who is making a big deal down there, right?"

Infinite face weirdly gestured to the gap and gave a thumbs up, everyone suddenly remembered the boss who broke the ice in the fountain at the gate, although they did not directly clash with this "paladin", but it would not be so easy to deal with, the player's scratching has attracted the monsters of the entire [Ella Fortress], and the "Cook Paladin" who was originally blocked outside the gate of the castle also rushed over with its subordinates.

"It seems that it is not a coincidence that our [Sadek Order] druids have all become undead!"

Master Sandrei said suddenly: "Voddigeng should have mastered some kind of means that can transform living beings into undead spirits"

As he spoke, Master Sandrey stabbed the Pastor Perro, who was lying on the desk without writing his name on the prayer, with a deadwood staff in his hand, and suddenly trembled and let out a hoarse roar, staggering to its feet, and swooped down on the people standing in front of the desk.

Startled by the sudden "resurrection" of Priest Perro, one of the [Thunderbolt Crystal Spheres] that Sycamore conditioned reflexes came with [Lightning Strike Technique], which is one of the fastest attack spells he can release so far.

The azure lightning exploded on the body of the Priest Perio zombie, but it only took two steps back, and before Sycamore could attack again, the partners next to him rushed up, and the dwarf's Thunder Hammer smashed into the chest of Priest Perot's zombie, making a dull sound like hammering on a large piece of thick rubber, and the swirling thunder light was the same as Sycamore's [Lightning Strike Technique], which did not cause any damage to the zombie!

"Wow rub! Be careful, everyone! This guy is not afraid of energy damage! ”

The dwarf was hit by the arm waved by the angry zombie and hit the hammer of thunder, and the huge force that came almost made the warhammer in his hand get rid of it, although he held his weapon tightly, but the powerful dwarf was still shocked by the sharp pain in his thick arms, and almost lost consciousness, so he could only drag the warhammer backwards in embarrassment and dodge to the side to temporarily avoid its sharpness, grinning and shaking his arm in an attempt to recover the consciousness of his arm as soon as possible.

There are only two powerful melee fighters in the team, the dwarven invincible hammer and the orc frenzied Grom, Grom was numbed by the [lightning beam] spell trap, and as a result, he still can't move, he can only salivate with crooked eyes, and watch his companions fight, and the dwarf has lost its attack power under the touch, and all the curses are ineffective against zombies, the two-headed troll wizard with three days of life and the druid flail eagle had to take their place!

The zombie that this Priest Pero has turned into is simply infinitely powerful, and it is extremely powerful, and it has an amazing high defensive power, although it has no effective skills, just instinctively waving its arms, but it makes it impossible for the people who are too low to resist at all!

The flail eagle's changed form of a owl bear can be regarded as mighty and waveless, with a huge and strong body, sharp beak and claws, belonging to a character who can fight and resist, but he is enough to tear open the claws of a big tree and scratch the zombie priest's body with one blow, but he can only tear through the opponent's tattered robes, leaving a gray mark on his black and shriveled skin, and he can't even break the opponent's defense!

And the two-headed troll wizard is even more sad, he should be regarded as a spell casting profession, but his various curses have no effect on the zombie priest who is originally an undead creature, so he can only give up his legal identity and play the special surname of his own race that cannot be killed, wow wow screamed and pounced, hugging the zombie priest to death, trying to limit its actions to provide opportunities for companions to attack.

But the zombie priest's strength was already beyond his imagination, and he just howled violently, "Click! With two crisp sounds, the two-headed troll's arms snapped like a pair of fragile chopsticks!

Just as the zombie priest turned and slashed his claws into the chest and abdomen of the troll wizard with broken arms, a holy light smashed into its body, and it smoked like it had been poured with a scoop of sulfuric acid!

At the screams of the zombie priest, the figures of Infinity and Hammer suddenly appeared in front of it, whirling like a whirlwind, and slashed the battle dagger into its eyes and ears!

"Poof! Burst! In the middle of the two sounds, the zombie priest's eyes and ears burst into black slurry, and with a wail, he waved his arms and smashed the two wanderers who had no time to retreat!

"With holy water!" Sycamore screamed, smashing a large bottle of holy water on the zombie priest's body with a wave of his hand!

(To be continued)