The night is gradually peeled away by the sun, revealing a glimmer of light.

On the side of a path outside the city of Selephas, many thorny vines grew on both sides, and bushes, large and small, were scattered here and there, blocking the path of passers-by.

A breeze blew at dawn, and the slightly moist air couldn't help but blow to the front and back of the trail.

Four black-robed and white-robed figures stayed there, their bodies swirling with powerful mental fluctuations, their faces and limbs obscured by their robes. Under the crotch is a strange beast that is hovering on the ground.

A cyan monster with six horns on its forehead crawled on the ground. Its body resembles that of a gigantic lizard, with a pink membrane on all limbs and a tail swaying in the air.

The surface of the thick scale armor was draped with a thin piece of silver armor.

Above sat a black-robed mage.

"Sigrus, this kid is a bit slow, he called us to wait for them in the suburbs, but they said that they were waiting for a young mage boy, what a waste of our time."

His voice was a little unhappy, and he spoke angrily.

"Hmph, he really doesn't know what's serious. Our two first-order late-stage mages are standing here, and he is still waiting for some low-level mage. Hey, forget it, he just wants to gather more people. The most hateful thing is the young mage named Grant, if he hadn't put on a show and waited for us here early, I think we would have set off a long time ago. What do you think? Will you teach him a lesson later? ”

The white-robed figure took off his hood and revealed his face. He had long bright golden hair parted in the middle, a thin face, and a pair of vulture-like eyes. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The lilac lips give a sense of femininity.

He was Professor Nettle, sitting on the back of the beast under his crotch at the moment.

Nittel sneered in his heart. Some schadenfreude: "This kid is really dead, and he has no strength." On occasions like this, it seems that I don't need to deliberately do anything, and the professor Lawrence and the two teachers in front of me are not satisfied. I just need to provoke a little, and I believe that his life will definitely not be easy. ”

Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more cheerful.

"Nittel, you have a grudge against that kid?"

The mage shrouded in black robes on the opposite side sneered lightly, and the lizard under his crotch writhed uneasily. The dark golden pupils stared at the demon pet under Nettel's crotch and roared defiantly.

"What do you say? I just think that kid is very annoying and dragging, a little bit of a feeling that he doesn't take a few of us seriously. ”

Nittel's expression froze. With an embarrassed smile, he stroked the demon pet below, but he hated the Professor Lawrence in front of him. There are quite a few factions in the Shadow Primary Academy, he is from his father, Director Snape, and the professor in front of him is his nemesis. Thinking of Sigrus concealing him, he was unhappy with this approach, but he also understood that the other party was restricting his strength too strong in the team, so he concealed that he was looking for an opposing mage to join the team as a balance point.

"Don't be an idiot, how do you know the name Grant. And you've clearly changed the subject just now. I'm not very happy with him, but at least I can tell that you hate him more. Remember, I like all the people you hate, haha. Idiot, do you think I'm a slut? ”

"You're pretty cheap."

Nittel's eyes narrowed, and a flush appeared on his fair skin. The cold light in his eyes flashed.

"Each other. Each other, idiots! ”

The black-robed figure said with a faint smile. He turned his head to look at the black spots running in the distance. He stretched out his pale and withered fingertips and drew a few symbols in the void. Pale gold symbols form circles. Through the circle, he saw several clear faces.

"They're coming, let's get ready to act. Nitel, you'd better clean up, I didn't tell my father about the ruins this time, but everyone understands that ancient ruins like this won't be too easy, even if they are low-level. You know what. ”

"You don't need to say it."

The two of them stopped talking, and the two valley mages in the back, Tom and Ya Lai Moran, they could barely be regarded as mid-order mages, and they were still some distance away from the level of the professor, so they naturally didn't dare to interfere in the conversation between them, and waited there quietly.

Yalai was a little dissatisfied, and complained in a low voice: "An arrogant boy who doesn't know what to do. ”

After a few minutes, four large black horses stopped in front of the four of them.

"Lawrence, hello Professor Nittel, Tom, Arley!"

"Hello Professor Lawrence, Hello Professor Nittel, Tom, Hello Arley!"

Teffel, Sigrus, Taylor, and Grant greeted the people in front of them, each other's hair looking messy, after all, they had just run from a distance, and there was a lot of wind blowing in front of them.

Grant sat in a corner, quietly using detection techniques to probe the strength of several people. With the reminder he had exposed in front of the apprentice before, he understood that the detection could not be done too carefully, so he suppressed the detection of the strength attribute. He understood that higher-level mages competed in terms of the power, quantity, and rarity of equipment and spells. Strength is secondary, after all, except for a few melee mages, who will go up to fight people for nothing, especially more and more powerful mages.

"Lawrence, Rank: Seventeen"

"Nittel, Rank: Seventeen"

"Tom, Rank: Fourteen"

"Alai, Rank: Thirteen"

Seeing the level of the four people, Grant understood that the two professors here had just stepped into the late stage of the first order. For example, Nittel is more famous, but he can not detect it, and know his rank and specialization.

"Grant, you're really slow enough, you sleep, but let us wait here."

Netel snorted.

"I'm sorry, I was just too tired from practicing spells yesterday." Grant knew he was slow, so he turned away from Nittel's gaze and apologized to the others.

"It's okay, Sigrus, you lead the way, I think we need to hurry. When the day is completely dawn, the nearby caravans will also appear, and a few of us are a little swaggering, and we can't hold out for long to conceal our father and the upper forces. ”

"I know."

Sigrus showed Lawrence his understanding, and he flicked the reins into a streamer and rushed into the distance. He was followed by Grant, Tenfil, and Taylor. They understand that this trip is better to hurry.

…………

A steep mountain stream full of dangers.

There is a gorge southeast of the city of Selephos, where an earthquake caused the ground to sink and the mountain to change dramatically, gradually forming a steep mountain stream.

Beneath the canyon, surrounded by a sea of trees, is a hellish mountain stream. The sides of the light are shaded, damp. Bright green moss dotted the rocks everywhere, and there were many small holes in the cliffs, and there lived a kind of demonic bat that was comparable to that of an ordinary knight. They can cast a natural spell, Sonic Blast!

"Smack! Smack! ”

Some of the protruding rocks dripped crystal droplets, and when they hit the dark ground, they made a splash.

The eight figures walked slowly, there were demonic beasts and ordinary horses, they looked around, looking very careful and vigilant. In particular, several young figures in the rear were a little uneasy and nervous.

"I didn't expect this to be this place, I have been to this place before, it was still the Staff of Darkness at that time, and the middle-level members of several forces of the Black Fa Tower came here together, but I didn't find any special place, Sigrus, are you sure it's here?"

"Back to Professor Lawrence, it's the time that's special. Originally, I wouldn't have found out, but that ancient ruin was sealed before, and after I don't know how many years, the seal on the surface was dug up and lost energy, and it was exposed. I believe that it will not be long before the top second-order mages in the city will find out. ”

Sigrus pulled the horse hard as he explained to the two Late First Order Mages. He knew that the other party was a person with a high status, so in order to stabilize him, he could only explain more.

"Yes, I see."

Lawrence nodded.

"Sigrus, stop talking, let's go, the air here is humid, and there is a rotten stench wafting through it, which makes me feel bad. I don't want to stay here any longer. ”

Seeing Lawrence talking to Sigrus, Netel was upset. He was born against Lawrence, and he was naturally unhappy about something like this.

"Okay."

Sigrus reluctantly sped up and glanced at the snickering crowd behind him. Knowing that the two strong men in the team looked down on each other, he, the middleman, could only be helplessly caught in the middle.

Grant was at the back, frowning, sensing something was wrong.

"In the game, it's a marked dungeon map, which is refreshed every two months, and now it's the Ancient Ruins Seal lifted, and if I'm too late, nothing will fall on my head. What happens if I go late to other quest regions? Will it be spotted by other heroic NPCs? If that happens, they will become stronger and will further change history. ”

Thinking about these questions messed up, Grant had a headache. I thought about it for a while, but I simply didn't think about these things.

The eight teams marched for a while, crossed a mountain stream, and gradually approached the target.

Along the way, a large number of demonic bats found that someone had invaded their territory, and immediately led nearly a hundred bats to attack Grant's side, but the result frightened them, and the first round of attacks was defeated by the flames, thunder, and poisonous mist in the sky.

In a panic, it flew back to the cave with the remnants of the bat, lying deep inside, not daring to come out at all.

In this regard, Grant sighed twice and didn't care.

"Click......

Silvery lines of water flowed down the sides of the cave entrance, splashing crystal water.

"Here we are."

After Sigrus shouted, everyone's eyes were fixed on a dark and dark hole in front of them, and they all used their gaze curiously, looking inside with a distant spell.

The pitch-black hole seems to be blocked by a thin film.

"It's really different from before!"

Lawrence took off his hood, revealing a dry, pale-skinned face, and said with an agitated expression. He knew that when he and his father came before, the entrance to the cave here was obviously an ordinary entrance, but now it was completely different. (To be continued.) )