Deep in the swamp, somewhere on the edge.

Several Western Nigadian warriors were slowly walking forward in disgusting mud.

Each of these warriors wore lightweight, but also mild-metal, half-leather light armor that provided decent defense, and each wore at least four pieces of weaponry - a steel longsword, a silver longsword, a bow, and a light wooden shield.

They're no ordinary Nigadian soldiers, they're scouts, the best of the best!

A Nigardian soldier at the front, holding a long wooden pole, kept trying to advance, and in this swamp, it was not known how deep the mud would be.

"I really hate swamps, and I'm here to fight the Temoya, not to explore the swamps. ”

One of the young men in the scout said in a complaining tone, he could feel his entire boot soaked in mud, the slimy dampness felt terrible, and there were probably disgusting creatures like leeches in the mud.

"Don't complain, today is the last day, we've only been in Peel Town for three days, and I've heard that we're going to be in full swing from tomorrow morning. ”

A middle-aged scout who looked the oldest in the team, but was only in his forties, reprimanded him gently, he was the leader of the scout team.

"Captain, we haven't had a day off in the past three days, we've all been trekking through this damn swamp!"

The other scout also said with some indignation.

Although the scouts are always much harder than the average soldier, they haven't had a day of rest in the past few days, and they have been sent to a disgusting swamp, which is nonsense to say that there is no resentment - and this swamp is not only disgusting, but also a lot of monsters and magic traps, which are terrible things.

In the first two days of exploration, many scouts have been killed or injured, although their team has not encountered such a situation so far, but this is just luck!

"At least we got a lot of extra gold coins, didn't we?" the scout captain smiled, he deeply knew that this job was not easy to do, so in the face of the dissatisfaction and complaints of the team members, he did not simply scold, but said a little teasingly: "Think about the reward for finding the target, a ton of gold, our entire team can immediately retire from the army and go back to become rich." ”

"Haha, I'd rather not have this ton of gold, we're looking for a dark wizard and a bad guy who I've heard about killing dozens of mercenaries and warriors, I don't think they're easy to deal with. ”

Another scout said with some truth and falsehood, although the small life is very important, but in the face of a reward of a ton of gold, in fact, you can also seek wealth and danger, not to mention that they are just scouts, and they don't have to go up to fight hard, after finding the target, they can get a ton of gold with a quick return - this is the original words of the above, obviously no one expects a few scouts to take down the dark wizard and his bad partners.

"We're supposed to be the farthest team into the swamp. The scout captain motioned for the team to stop, looked at his surroundings and the position of the sun in the sky, reconfirmed his direction, and continued:

"Okay guys, stop complaining, let's go two more miles, and then we'll head back to camp and get a good night's rest, how about we?"

"Good!"

"No problem!"

"Haha, let's go! I can't wait to finish these two miles!"

Hearing the captain's promise, the atmosphere of the entire scout team suddenly became lively.

The scout captain smiled slightly, these are good boys, he waved his big hand, and said, "Go on, we-"

But the scout captain was only halfway through his words before he was interrupted.

"Captain, there's a situation ahead!"

The pathfinder scout at the front of the line suddenly lowered his voice and shouted to the people behind him, and at the same time raised one hand and made a gesture - this means that there is a situation ahead, mute!

The whole team instantly entered a state of silence, and there was no need to say anything, the whole team of scouts squatted down in unison, and tried to hide their bodies as much as possible.

The Scout Captain scurried over to the front pathfinder.

"Captain, look over there—" The pathfinder scout pointed into the distance, and the scout could be seen to be quite serious.

Although there are very few trees that can grow in the swamp, most of the water plants are extremely luxuriant, and the grass up to half a man can greatly affect the vision.

The captain followed the scout's direction, and saw in the distance, about a few hundred meters away, in the lush grass, there seemed to be a lot of things moving, pushing a large area of grass to the ground.

This is already the depths of the swamp, and there are quite few beasts in general, and there are more monsters, but whether it is a beast or a monster, the crowds are a big threat.

The captain gestured for the team to stop where they were, and then gently took the long wooden pole of the scout, and as he probed the way, he carefully felt in the direction of the grass, which he had to get closer to see what it was.

Cautiously touching more than a hundred meters forward, the scout captain stopped, this distance is already the limit, if there is a swamp wolf in front, then a little further, it will be smelled.

The scout captain lifted himself slightly, looked ahead, only glanced slightly, and quickly bowed down.

Although it was only a simple glance, he had seen a lot of things, and now the scout captain's expression was quite serious.

He recognized several different monsters - scouts like him were basic in how to identify them, and monsters were just as much a target for the army to keep an eye on as their enemies.

The scout captain remained quiet and began to slowly retreat, even if he had been in battle for a long time, his body was now trembling slightly—trembling with excitement.

At a glance, he recognized at least three kinds of monsters—ghouls, water ghosts, and several crocodiles that were half of their skeletons exposed, but still in action!

A crocodile that shows half of its bones, but still moves!

And he could see that the blue flames were burning in the eye sockets of these skeleton crocodiles and ghouls, and even if he was still some distance away from the water and grass, he could see it clearly!

The scout captain knew what he had found.

These are not natural monsters, they are the creations of dark wizards!

A ton of gold, it's his.

However, he had to go back safely first.

As he slowly retreated backwards, some of the agitated and excited scout captains didn't notice that his steps were a little off track—in the swamp, maybe just a few millimeters, but it could drown a whole person!

Crash!

The loud sound of water sounded, and the scout captain's whole body slipped sideways, and the man sank into the mud, but his well-trained skills saved him, and the scout leader rushed to the side - but the great movement was already heard.

The scout captain froze.

"Run! Dark Wizard—"