[Vol. 32] Chapter 858: The Undead Siren (33)

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Interestingly, such a grim situation did not make me any timid, on the contrary, I had a little more expectations for this thing in my heart.

Opening the world map of Lingzhong, I turned my gaze, from the magnificent northern city of Utrier to the Dark Swamp, on the west side of the Dark Swamp, a small castle-like building loomed, which is the area where the Castle of the Dead is located, but just from the map, it is impossible to see how to lead from the Dark Swamp to the Castle of the Dead.

Seeing this, my heart moved again, and I guess this map is the same as the lake where the strange birds are, and it can only be reached through hidden roads.

When I had done all this, I said goodbye to Iaridis and ran alone towards the Dark Swamp

After all, the map where Iaridis' is located belongs to the main city of Halloris in the west, and even if you want to go to the Dark Swamp, you have to teleport to the northern city of Utril before you can do it.

Without any suspense, through the teleportation-type magic array between the four main cities, I once again returned to the familiar northern city, only this time, my target had been locked on to the dark swamp.

With the continuous improvement of level and movement speed, it is no longer as troublesome and easy to get tired as I was at the beginning.

Of course, on another level, I have a new motivation, and for a fighter who wants to take risks, that's the key to moving on.

In less than an hour, the landscape before me changed three times, from the snow-white of the Death Ice Field, to the spring of the quiet meadows, and finally, the silence and mystery of the Dark Swamp.

It's called the Dark Swamp, but it's actually a black swamp with a narrow travel path, in fact, the design of this map is still very humane, if it's really a swamp, I'm afraid that the boots have not even set foot on this land, and the whole person has already fallen.

Nottalman's boots rustled lightly on the narrow and winding path of the Dark Swamp, and the only thing on this map that I was familiar with, except for the inertial system prompt to enter the map, was probably the elite monsters, the Dark Gargoyles.

Seeing these dark gargoyles with teeth and claws in front of me, I couldn't help but think of the scene when Ruojia and I were here to open up the wasteland together for the undead suit.

My face moved, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but show a helpless wry smile, now I came to the dark swamp again, and the beautiful priest of light next to me was lying in the hospital to recuperate, although it was really not a big deal, but this situation still made me, a person who attaches equal importance to sensibility and reason, seem quite embarrassed.

"Alas......"

Walking and walking, I couldn't help but sigh, along the way, the dark gargoyles who died under the sword of the demon spirit were not a hundred but dozens, but unfortunately at this moment I can no longer find the pleasant feeling of farming monsters with Ruojia.