In the afternoon, the sun was strong, Leia sat quietly under the mimic fruit tree, opened the exercise log she wrote, and carefully reviewed it, after the mimic fruit tree was planted, Leia moved the round table in the garden to the tree, one is that the leaves are lush, the shade is cool, and more importantly, because the mimic fruit tree is very important according to Lin Ze, she is here to take care of the fruit tree.

"Bang~" Suddenly, a falling object fell on Leia's open page, and a goblin shouted from high in the air, "Beautiful, the RED team shoots down one!" Scorekeeper, hurry up and write it down~"

Leia gently tilted the book without changing her face, gently poured the flower fairy on the page who was knocked down and knocked unconscious on the round table, and then continued to read.

"It's very lively~" Ainakaya was also sitting at the round table, she was still recuperating from her injuries here in Lin Ze these days, and the mimic fruit had not been used yet.

Today's activity organized by the goblins is the fruit core battle, of course, Lu Na, who is rarely an opponent, can only divide the almost stupid flower goblins into red and blue teams, and then play the game, and she has to act as a referee.

Lin Ze was in a corner of the garden, staring at the items in the Ring Flame Crystal Furnace.

"Don't put your hand in it, although it looks calm inside, the Moon Elf's crystal furnace technology is already very perfect, the utilization rate of energy is very high, and it will not show particularly obvious flames, according to your third-order body strength, your hand will immediately turn into coke as soon as you enter", Irel warned Lin Ze in his mind.

"Well, how to control this temperature."

"Feel it with mental power, this is to use mental power to control the temperature."

Ha, I found it, a regulating valve controlled by mental power, Lin Ze felt it, and immediately found it, I hope this production can be successful, inside the crystal furnace is a bowl made by Lin Ze, using the kind of white soil found by the little dwarf as raw material, and making it according to the process of firing unglazed pottery.

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"Damn the Holy Spirit, these abominable Nords!" The old voice roared angrily.

"Don't worry about your skeleton warriors, now whether we go in or leave, hurry up and think of an idea, I just entered the door and met four Holy Spirits, if they didn't have the Holy Energy to support it, I'm afraid it would be more than this loss, this is only the first hall, who knows what's behind?" Vinika used her greatsword as a crutch and gasped for air.

"Keep going, we have already lost so much, what are we afraid of, just pay attention to our own safety!"

"Well, let's go, it's still your skeleton warrior in front, I'll let the Dreadknight follow them, and the two of us will walk last, be careful."

The first hall is followed by a corridor with murals carved into the walls.

"Click", a sound of machine springs came from the front, and Vinica was startled, not good! It was a trap, and before she could see it clearly, she felt a few broken bones hit her face, it was a mallet trap, a skeleton warrior stepped on an inconspicuous pressure plate on the ground, and then from the pitch black mid-air, a wooden stake fell head-on, hitting the skeleton warrior's body hard, directly shattering the bodies of those skeleton warriors in front.

The old voice didn't speak this time, but silently instructed the skeleton behind him to continue to fill the gap made by the stake.

It was another hall, this time no longer with the stepped walls, but with stone niches dug into the walls, just the size of a Nord corpse, densely packed with Nord corpses wrapped in linen.

"Look, over there!" Vinika pointed to the end of the hall, a high throne with a corpse in full armor sitting squarely, which, unlike the others, seemed to have purple liquid flowing from beneath its shriveled muscles.

"Wait!" The old voice stopped Vinika from stepping forward, and a skeleton in tattered robes stepped forward, "This looks like a magic circle, from our feet to the throne, I need time to study it." ”

"Alright then, you lichs are good at this, I'll keep my dreaded knights on the lookout," Vinika shook her shoulders indifferently, and stood with her hands folded and watched quietly.

A minute passed, ten minutes passed, the lich did not move, the two green fires in his eyes kept beating, suddenly, he stood up, walked regularly on the empty ground, as if there was some wonderful trajectory, while walking, the lich took out some colorful hedron from his body and put it on the ground, and after a while, the lich stopped and returned to Vinika's side, "This is a forbidden magic circle, I have marked it with a spare, I didn't expect the Nords to have such a superb knowledge of magic, See the crystal on the back of the throne, it is the energy of the circle, it can automatically replenish energy, so this circle has lasted for so long. ”

"What should we do?"

"See those spars I put down, those places are the nodes of the circle, we must attack the nodes at the same time, overload the energy of the entire circle, let the energy excite, and in a short period of time, the huge energy flow will destroy the energy pipeline of this circle by itself."

"Is it dangerous to do this?"

"At least it's much safer than going to overload one node at a time, the circle has a protection mechanism, and destroying the circle will trigger a violent energy release, that is, an explosion, and at the same time, excitation will increase the energy release point, and the power of each release point to produce an explosion will decrease."

"Okay, you say, I'll do it."

"Let's go farther away and control the minions to do it......

"Boom!" A huge wave directly swept the skeleton warriors and dreadknights around the circle, slamming into the surrounding walls and shattering them, and even the lich and Venica, who were hiding in the distance to control their minions, were tossed to the ground.

"It's really a long sleep, who woke me up, and those servants of the pseudo-king came to seek death, haha, I'm immortal, um~ wait, what kind of creatures are you, I've never seen it, it's not a moon elf, it's not a Nord, who are you!"

The dry corpse on the throne opened its scarlet eyes and turned its head to stare at a lifeless woman with a standing skeleton.

"What do you think?" Vinica asked in a whisper to the lich beside her.

"We can try to convince him to join us, a new undead lord, but looking at his appearance, it seems that he still doesn't recognize the situation, maybe we should move our muscles and teach this new friend some common sense~"

"Well, I agree", Vinika gave a ghostly smile and raised her great sword......