He is a heroic Dark Guardian who has undergone rigorous training and has a strong heart.

Amid the angry but calm roar of Gali, many of the Sha'er devouts who had fallen to the ground and trembled suddenly woke up like a dream and staggered behind the Dark Guard who was striding forward, as far away as possible from the area where the two archmages were facing each other.

The 'Silver Holy Sword' and a group of twenty people walked near the 'Salon Wall' at this time.

Like a magical barrier of purple light, I don't know how many years it has existed, it lies in the void in the distance.

Standing on the sand dunes, Morrison's eyes were mesmerized by the Divine Fist, staring at the purple light curtain.

Along the way, he made up the background knowledge of the ancient Netherel Empire to the more knowledgeable mages in the team, and along the way, various ancient ruins, such as murals and statues everywhere, showed that this underworld was related to Netheril!

The thought of the glorious empire that had been destroyed by the Demon Kwai made Morrison tremble with excitement.

Big plot!

Absolutely big plot!

Morrison regretted missing the Cormier main story the previous month, when he was working on an ancient ruin, and that was the key to the 'Silver Sword' taking off the following month.

There's so much involved in the main story.

The setting, the characters, the location, these are the three elements of the story.

Since the first holographic simulation game, it is not difficult for the experienced Morrison to speculate that the elven city of 'Efrasca' will be the core location that will lead to the Netherworld City and let tens of millions of players of "Dawn" know the Netherworld City.

Master Glerion is one of the plot characters.

Thinking of this, Morrison couldn't help but clench his head. His eyes were gloomy, and he whispered, "Damn, I didn't kill that guy." The emerald necklace is not in my hand......"

"Captain!"

A lv15 male mage player, who is also the mage leader of the 'Silver Sacred Sword' team, suddenly woke Morrison in a frightened voice: "Hurry, get out of here!" ”

"What's going on?!" Morrison wakes up.

"Look there—"

The rest of the team had similar expressions, and Morrison's pupils dilated as he looked at the sky near the 'Salon Wall'.

There were actually two people there, one was entangled in the noble and majestic magic net energy, and the other released a cold, mysterious shadow ray!

Meantime. Morrison's heart was heavy, as if he was pressing on a mountain, and he couldn't breathe.

The Lv15 mage player said urgently, "Captain." Retreat first, those two aboriginal archmages are fighting, and if we get too close, we will be affected by high-level spells! ”

"Withdraw!"

Morrison did not hesitate at all, and raised his hand to order a group of members. But his voice fell. Another warrior player screamed, pointing to a group of black shadows speeding not far away: "Someone is coming!" ”

"What the hell?" Morrison was taken aback, this was not good news, it was covered in magical darkness, and it was difficult to determine whether the other party was friend or foe.

"Get out of here!"

In the two or three seconds that Morrison hesitated, the heroic Dark Guard, who rushed to the front, had already approached them.

Gali stared at the twenty Holy Presenters in front of him with anger in his eyes, his face full of awe-inspiring murderous intent. He suddenly accelerated his charge and waved the black two-handed greatsword in his hand. "You shouldn't be here, Holy Presence!" ”

Phew. The great sword that shone with an evil black light swept through the crowd, and in an instant, six or seven white lights rose, and there were some more dead player corpses on the ground.

"Spread out!"

"Spread out!" Morrison shouted with bloodshot eyes.

In front of him, he stood on a relatively high hill to make it easier to observe the 'Salon Wall', and behind him there were several henchmen of the team. Morrison's yelling was useless, and Cali was followed by several of Sha'er's exemplary professionals.

"Damn these Holy Arrivals who stand in their way!"

Sha'er's exemplary priestess Jima screamed, chanting incantations in her mouth, and sharp shadow blades immediately appeared on her white hands, and these shadow blades automatically rotated and cut around her, and the priestess hurriedly ran past the 'Silver Holy Sword' team, like a strangling machine, and in an instant, several system information about the death of the members of the group popped up in the 'Silver Holy Sword' channel.

"It's a dog!"

At this moment, looking at the elite members who were frantically slaughtered under the sand dunes, Morrison could only curse angrily.

In the field of vision of the Divine Fist, there was no shortage of warrior members who erected large shields on the sand, trying to block the menacing human aboriginal professionals, but the other two exemplars in the back, as well as a large group of Sha'er's devout followers, easily destroyed this fragile defensive line.

Morrison's expression was numb, looking at the corpses under the dunes, and then at the aboriginal groups that were wrapped in the dust and dust, his head was empty, and he didn't know the cause of this tragic traffic accident.

It was clear that the human natives wanted nothing more than to escape, and the 'Silver Sacred Sword' just happened to be an obstacle in their escape route, and then it was naturally cleared.

"Why ......" Morrison had just whispered, when the dark underground world suddenly lit up.

He looked up in a daze, and in his field of vision, a huge meteorite surrounded by high-temperature flames, dragging a long and brilliant tail of firelight, carrying spatial shocks and smashing down.

"[Meteor Burst]!" Behind him a mage player exclaimed, and then stood petrified on the dunes.

"Meteor Burst?" Morrison seemed to have heard the name of the spell.

With the recollection, the Divine Fist made his face finally turn from iron blue, and quickly turned into pale without a trace of blood.

……

A passage to the underworld.

"Finally in!"

Charles leads Nodashir and his party through a newly excavated passage into a dark world where purple magical light curtains are buried.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Charles took a step, as soon as his right foot stepped on the sand, a sharp one-handed long sword silently pressed against his neck.

"Don't move!" An indifferent female voice said.

I was stunned. It was standard Elvish, and Charles could barely make out a few simple words before he could use the magic, but fortunately the word 'don't move' was in the elven dictionary he knew. Charles immediately raised his hands, and at the same time motioned with his eyes to the friends who came over, and put down the staff and weapons in his hands.

"We are not enemies!" "We are from Cormier, a rescue team sent by the female lord Milman Raul. ”

The female elf did not respond, and the one-handed longsword remained motionless around his neck, showing a high level of training.

Charles had speculated about the identity of the sword-wielding elf.

Guardian of the Tomb of Evrasca.

So, slowly, while expressing to the female elf that he had no ill will, he took out the emerald necklace from his pocket that the moon elf mage had stuffed.

Bite.

The necklace activates, and a green ball of light appears on Charles' palm, but Charles does not instruct the orb to track down the natives, only to use the orb as a source of illumination.

A faint green glow permeated the vicinity of the passage entrance.

With the glimmer of light, Charles finally found the trail of the female elf. (To be continued.) )

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