The sound of slight footsteps resounded in the cavern, echoed through the hollow, gradually amplified, spread into the distance, and then dissipated without a trace.

Martin thought with a frown, a deep sense of anxiety coming over his face.

Normally, when he hears his own footsteps, he will immediately put on a "mute technique" to hide his voice. As a cautious necromancer who hides in the dark, he is inherently insecure.

However, seeing that it took a lifetime of hard work, the treasure that he had painstakingly wanted to obtain could not be entered. On the other side, the cave, which had been quiet for many years, was also discovered, and people began to invade it.

Especially some time ago, the team wearing the unified system and the silver warrior who barely escaped in the end made the uneasiness in his heart infinitely magnified!

Time doesn't wait for me, there is no choice but to fight.

I hope that the bottle of "Gold-grade Ice Elixir" that I have consumed countless materials and finally refined with great effort can resist the temperature inside.

Martin sighed, his life was running out, and the turning point in his life was this time.

Just as he was walking towards his apothecary room in a state of melancholy.

"Hum", accompanied by an unbearable humming sound in the air, a silver-white axe that seemed to be poured from silver appeared from the air, and the huge axe slashed towards Martin with terrifying power.

And at this critical juncture, Martin had no intention of looking at the giant axe that was coming at him.

In the feeling of his spiritual power, a cold breath appeared from the darkness behind him, sticking to his neck, spitting out a cold breath, making his body tremble, like a cold poisonous snake, seizing the opportunity to show his fangs to the enemy.

Vane silently appeared behind Martin, a silvery-white dagger stabbing at Martin's throat.

Then, the attack of the squad began to arrive, the priest's holy light bullet, the archer's sharp arrow, and the warrior's throwing axe...... , a slew of ranged attacks that glowed with colorful light roared to overwhelm Martin.

Looking at Martin, who hadn't even opened the mage's spiritual power shield and was caught off guard by the front and back attacks, Al exhaled and put his mind at ease, this should be no problem.

Just when Al thought the situation was decided, a blinding light flashed, and Martin's figure disappeared from front of him.

At this moment, looking at the suddenly disappeared figure, Old Barton and Vane were obviously stunned. Then, the elder Barton scrambled to control the giant axe in his hand and blast it away, while Vane was also embarrassed to dodge the many incoming ranged attacks.

Feeling the slight fluctuations in space, Al looked at Martin suspiciously, who appeared a hundred meters away, and the shattered scroll in Martin's hand confirmed his suspicions.

Unexpectedly, he had such a precious item as the "Teleportation Scroll" on him, Al thought with some surprise.

At this moment, Martin, who appeared a hundred meters away, looked at Al and the others with palpitations. His pale face was covered with fine beads of sweat, his back was covered in cold sweat, and his face had a hint of escape pleasure.

If it weren't for the teleportation scroll that had been hidden in his sleeve, he would have died a long time ago, Martin thought with some trepidation. With a grim look in his cold eyes, he stared at Old Barton and Vane in the distance, and at the same time his mind began to think about what to do.

The white bone wand stored in the space bag appeared in his hand for the first time, and the next moment, with the wand in his hand shining with black light:

"Bang", four zombies with rough skin and thick flesh and blue faces stood in front of the El people. Then, Martin's hand tore apart, and the light of a scroll flashed, and the walls of white bones emitting a cold aura on three sides were tightly blocked in front of Martin.

At this time, Martin, who had just relaxed his mind a little, sneered and looked at the people of Al, and began to whisper complicated and strange spells in his mouth, and the wand in his hand continued to shine with black light, obviously preparing a powerful magic.

From beginning to end, Al's complexion didn't change much. It was only when Martin used the Teleport Scroll that he showed a curious expression.

Looking at the crowd around him, and Martin who was looking at him fiercely from afar.

Al looked at Martin in the distance with an indifferent look on his delicate face, rubbed the hidden orb in his hand, there was no panic and anxiety in his eyes, and he spit out a sentence lightly:

"As I said, where the shadows are, they are my home turf."

"What a big breath", listening to Al's words, his mouth was not idle and chanting a spell, but his eyes were always observing Al's Martin, thinking disdainfully:

"Who do you think you are? Where the shadows are, they are your place. Do you think you are a god, or a legendary powerhouse who holds the law?"

In Martin's disdainful look, a shadow hung over everyone.

The next moment, in Martin's look of disbelief, Al and the others appeared in a shadow not far from him.

In particular, Old Barton, who was dressed in thick armor and had a stout physique, and was holding a huge bronze axe, was only three or four meters away from him.

Old Barton and the others, who had been prepared for a long time, looked at Martin who was close at hand after Al launched the skill of "Escape into the Shadows", and their faces were overjoyed.

Originally, without experiencing a hard battle, a few people who didn't want to get close to Martin without dying, but now looking at Martin who was within his reach, Old Barton grinned widely, showing a mouthful of big teeth, and looked at Martin happily, but his hand was unambiguous, holding a heavy bronze axe, and slashing towards Martin.

"Woo woo", a sharp whistling sound resounded all around, and the silver-white giant axe slashed at Martin.

"Bang", as if slashing on the glass cover, a trace of black spiritual power shield visible to the naked eye blocked Old Barton's blow.

"No, it's impossible," Martin screamed sharply, and then shouted in disbelief: "Legendary, you have legendary items", only legendary items that contain a trace of the power of the law have such abilities.

In the panic, another scroll appeared in Martin's hand, and before he could tear the scroll, he suddenly looked depressed, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

And at this moment, the silver-white fighting energy infused by Vane slammed into the shield.

With the "click" sound of the glass shattering, the black spiritual power shield could no longer support it and shattered.

"Whoosh" An ice arrow that exuded cold air and was crystal clear like a work of art pierced Martin's chest accurately, and then Wayne and Old Barton puffed up their fighting spirit and smashed Martin into slag.

Waving his hand to disperse the ice shield around him, Al finally relieved himself in the face of the dead and transparent Martin, took out a magic stone, and began to replenish the consumed spiritual power.

And at this time, the long-lost system voice also came from Al's head:

"Ding, congratulations to the player for killing the second-order necromancer, and according to the player's contribution, the player will gain 400 experience points."

"Ding, congratulations to the player for being promoted to a zero-level high-level ice mage and unlocking a zero-level high-level ice spell"

"Ding, congratulations to the player for getting the chance to spin the Golden Wheel once".

Accompanied by three consecutive system sounds, Al's face was filled with joy, sure enough, taking risks is the first shortcut to quickly improve his strength.

Resisting the urge to check the system, Al commanded the crowd to begin cleaning up the battlefield while exploring the surroundings.

The accompanying priests began to purify the surrounding filthy land.

Fortunately, this time they brought loyal people, and even the accompanying priests were also talents cultivated by the family at a great cost, which allowed El to use the Hidden Orb without any worries.

While secretly rejoicing, Al took the space bag handed by Old Barton with some curiosity, and Martin's bone wand.