Aldrich, who was unfamiliar with the terrain of the castle, quickly lost his way after rushing left and right in the ruins of the ruined walls, but fortunately, Thorin and the others did not forget that they dared to pester the undead knights alone to delay their retreat, and even the senior who could escape under the hands of the fourth-order undead quickly followed the footsteps of "Wesley" and led him into the depths of the labyrinthine ruins.

The main building of the castle is dilapidated and overgrown, the walls are full of leaky cracks and leaks, and the gentle breeze blows slowly, making a low whistling sound, like a mournful chant. Every dusty brick and stone silently recounts the glory of the past, and the mark of the old owner of the castle is hidden in the deserted corner, and the shield-shaped family coat of arms and flags with white edges on a blue background, and the three swords painted in the middle.

Terry was led to the "secret room" formed by the rock balcony on the second floor, which collapsed to the ground, and the inverted triangle shape not only sheltered the adventurers, but also the slope that extended to the second floor and the gaps between the canine teeth formed a staircase for a safe retreat in case of emergency, and when he relaxed and exhaled a long breath, Mandy, who had good eyesight and was in charge of keeping an eye on the undead knight, soon came with good news.

The fourth-order undead who had been transferred to the Bone Horse were now stuck on the ruined ramparts, seemingly unable to move due to the backlash of the Death Knight's cursed blade.

Aldrich adjusted the rhythm of his breathing, and the pain that he had forcibly suppressed was relieved, and Thorin approached with concern, and was about to express his gratitude, when he suddenly saw the armor glowing with dark metallic luster under the tattered clothes, he immediately paused, and his heart was a little uncertain, and he turned his head to look at Cell, who was behind him, and threw a familiar look at him, and gestured to him with a strange gaze.

Cell's eyes widened in confusion, following his partner's silent instructions, and seeing Wesley's equipment, his eyes widened, but he quickly returned to normal, glaring at Thorin fiercely.

Friel saw Wesley, who had been repeatedly entangled with the undead knights, who were no match at all, in order for them to escape to the "safe zone", and was finally defeated by the high-ranking undead, and he didn't care so much about running straight away.

Thorin remembered the strangeness of Aldridge's hand to retrieve the weapon, and suddenly reached out to forcibly hold Freel, after all, the companion who had experienced many adventures and explorations had a lot of trust in the good old people in the team, so that the only woman present who knew how to heal and care for the wounded stopped.

On the contrary, Cell admired Wesley for revealing all his hole cards, and did not think about the bad at all, but he did not have time to take a closer look when he approached, and saw the senior lying on the sloping wall exhaling a long breath of turbidity, and slowly sat up straight with the help of a rusty axe.

"That undead knight is a little strange, he has already dodged its killing, and there is even a sharp blade to attack twice, if it weren't for the quick reaction, I would have been lying on the ruined walls forever. ”

Thorin didn't know how Wesley felt about the difference between life and death, so he asked in a puzzled tone, "Wesley, you should know the Undead Knight well, you won't know its tricks, after all, the armor you're wearing right now, isn't that your trophy?"

Aldridge was a little curious about the unclear words of the only soldier in the adventure team: "What do you want to say? Thorin, don't hide like a hypocritical politician, what can you say without a side-knock temptation." ”

Cell, who heard the smell of fire medicine from the conversation between the two, immediately opened his mouth to stop it, intending to extinguish the bad signs in advance: "Thorin, Wes used his actions just now to prove himself, he is clean, he is not lying, he is indeed a knight." ”

Thorin was still haunted by the fact that the "Boiling Silt" was a one-move move, and he completely forgot that Aldrich took the risk of disrupting the rhythm of the undead knight's hunt, "This is not the same as in the past, not everyone can be trusted, after all, those who have fallen into the dark realm, that is, the disgusting black knights, are now the mainstream, but the traditional knights have become rare and rare animals. Is a knight who doesn't even dare to reveal his real name worthy of our trust?"

Freel finally understood, and he was a little annoyed by Thorin's unreasonable questioning: "Using a fake name was first of all our proposal, Wesley is not wrong at all, are you blinded by lard, and you can't see how much he has paid for us." ”

Aldrich didn't say a word, his face didn't change at all on the surface, what he thought in his heart, no one else, including Cell, knew it. The threat of the undead knights outside is still there, but the adventure team is faintly rifted by inexplicable suspicions, and when Mandy the Wanderer brings the news that he is safe again, he sees that all the eyes of everyone in the tense "safe house" are fixed on Thorin.

The only warrior in the team that started the incident was under a lot of pressure, and he winked a little back at his once trusted partner, but Sail didn't respond and turned to the only woman, and Friel didn't give him any good looks.

Wesley followed Thorin's gaze sideways over his shoulder, then moved to his chest, shredded by the Cursed Blade's ragged coat, targeting "fragile skin", Triss was a little unsure, but he quickly figured out why Thorin had changed face.

"So you have doubts about me when you see this armor, it's foolish!" Aldrich unbuttoned his coat and tied it around his waist with his sleeves.

Cell, Mandy, and Friel's eyes were all straight, and for the first time, they found the unfathomable depths of the veteran, and the wanderer's voice trembled a little: "Wesley, this is the armor of the undead warrior, full of terrible negative energy, not equipment that humans can wear, what is your origin?"

His words expressed the doubts of the original adventure team members, but Tris only reached out and stroked the shallow marks left by the cursed blade slash, and he couldn't help but be a little glad that the secret attack just now was unexpectedly not broken due to the blocking of the axe and sword.

"You who haven't even explored this swamp to the end can't imagine the many challenges I've experienced, including the pumpkin missile, the scorching sword that comes when summoned, and the water-purified armor of the dead on my body, all trophies from the test of blood and fire, and if you don't believe it, then I have nothing to say. ”

Friel was the first to raise her hand in agreement, and she even stepped forward and reached out to touch the armor with Wesley's body temperature on "Fragile Skin", and the woman's intuition told her that she was absolutely safe, so she chose to stand by Aldrich's side after a moment of silence.

Mandy is still hesitant, and Sayre, who had planned to find "Wesley" outside and was interested in soliciting him, also chose to trust. Three-to-two!The Wanderer glanced apologetically at Thorin and walked to Aldridge's side with Cell, a man who would only follow the crowd and make the best decision at the right time.

Thorin's heart sank, but there was still room for maneuver, and it was at this time that the undead knight, who had disillusioned himself, followed the scent of the living to the vicinity of the "safe house". Wisps seeped in, and the cold and biting aura of the dead reunited the collapsed adventure team.

Wesley handed over the "Boiling Sludge" to Thorin without any surprise, and his openness and fairness put the only warrior on the team to shame, but he quickly covered it up and rejoiced that his attack had finally paid off.

At least get back the knight's sword, which has the power of scorching heat and can hurt disembodied spirits—that's what Thorin is thinking about now in his mind for a small profit and forgetting the favor of others.

The faintly hot silver mirror was taken out by Friel and Mandy, and the dangerous red light became thicker and thicker, indicating that the undead knight was nearby, but he couldn't get in due to the large rock. The two glanced at each other, and in turn used the silver mirror to find a way to avoid the fourth-order undead.

Aldrich knew that the adventure team could not defeat the undead knight who had a geographical advantage after exhausting his hole cards, and he had the eyes of the crow's insight to look around left and right, and suddenly found that the fragile and balanced safe house could be properly used to build a trap built into a pit man, and his intuition told him that there was a high probability of success, but he was worried that his unspoken tone would leak to the undead who were nearby, after all, judging from the contact and battle just now, the fourth-order undead knight had the wisdom of ordinary people.

Mandy tiptoed up the gap in the slope to the second floor of the castle ruins, unhindered by his adventure, and Friel immediately gestured to the others present, giving silent instructions, and followed the wanderer out of the safe house.

Cell, the "only" spellcaster on the team, had priority to enter through the stairway, leaving Thorin and Wesley, and the apologetic warrior was ready to stay behind to cover the break, but Aldrich pushed him insistically, and he sighed and realized that he was acting like a vile villain, and after nodding his head to Wesley, he also left.

Leaving Tris alone, he came to the bottom of the largest crack in the leak, and the rhythm of his breathing with a short exertion of strength drew the undead knight in, and the two of them struck in unison.

With a "bang", the texture of the zombie axe was slightly inferior, and it was scratched by the rune sword of the high-level undead, and a lot of dark red rust was shaken off.

His hands were slightly numb, Aldrich snorted, took two steps back and unloaded his strength, and the position was unfavorable and he couldn't use it, but he was not discouraged. As for the undead knight, who can borrow the bone horse to swoop out of the sword, it has the upper hand now and makes it a little proud, and it must find out the secret of the mortals wearing the armor of the dead.

After another blow, the leaks that had been cracked everywhere were shocked and impacted, and suddenly the trend of collapse intensified and fell one after another, and the wizened skeleton squeezed directly into it without obeying the order, Tris cautiously took a few steps back, and came to the slope that became the second stairway to the ruins of the ancient castle, and with his back to the only safe passage, he began to summon pumpkin missiles.

The undead knight, who was restricted by the low "roof" and could not cast it, smelled the familiar smell of spells, and prepared to charge with both feet, but the undulating ground was full of tripping ropes, traps and the like, and the skeleton horse was not a high-level ghost horse that could run on the ground, and could only move like a turtle.

"Death!" Aldrich condensed two pumpkin missiles in one breath, not against the undead knight with a long blood groove and armor for men and horses, but on the top of the safe house, the load-bearing pillar that served as the beams of the castle against the walls of the castle.

Two fist-burning pumpkins came out of his hand, and Tris jumped along the stairway to the second-floor balcony with the zombie axe on his back, and the rock house that began to collapse slowly settled behind him as expected, and the masonry rubble continued to move away as if the tide was receding, during which the broad back was inevitably stabbed a few times, but with the protection of the close-fitting "fragile skin", he had nothing to do, just a few minor abrasions on his forehead and arms.

"Shhh...... Roar!" the Undead Knight howled in anger for the dishonorable death and the cunning trap of mortals. Unfortunately, no matter how angry it was, it was useless, even if it was a fourth-order undead, and the skeleton horse was smashed by a large rock at the bottom of the newly completed tomb, its unwilling voice gradually lowered, and finally faintly disappeared in the noisy roar of masonry.

There were no visions, and no dark shadows rushed into his body, giving him more sources of spell casting, Aldrich knew that the undead knight was not dead, at least it would not be so easily killed by himself, and after the aftermath of the collapse of the safe house subsided, he picked up the zombie axe and went to the rock tomb where the fourth-order undead were buried.

"It's as simple as that!" Thorin opened his mouth in surprise and didn't close it for a long time, while Friel and Mandy were speechless, only Cell, who stared at Wesley and saw that nothing was out of the ordinary, so he was skeptical of the death of the undead knight.

"Be careful! Fourth-order immortals are not so easy to be killed by rudimentary traps. The calm caster brought the adventure party back to their senses, and when they saw Wesley busy, they looked at each other and hurried up to help.

The large rock was pulled and pushed away by everyone, and the original mound-shaped tomb gradually became low and flat, and Freel and Mandy judged the location of the undead knight according to the silver mirror in their hands, and they gradually approached the fourth-order immortal.

Moving away from a cubit-square rock again, the mirror was so red and hot that it was almost impossible to hold it, Aldrich reached out to stop Friel and the others from approaching, "I'd better do it." ”

It stands to reason that the trap of killing the undead knight is all the credit of Wesley's improvisation and use of the environment, and the identity of the veteran is also placed here, no one should have any objections, but Cell did not back down, and chose to stand by Wesley's side, and even rubbed the Winter Ring, injecting the source of spellcasting to condense the Ice Blade.

It's one thing to be out on the outside, but it's the right thing to do when you're taking the opportunity to harvest the Undead Knights to get the source of spell casting, as well as the profit from the spoils.

Aldrich didn't care about Cell's monster robbery, the fourth-order undead who occupied the advantage of the geographical environment were much stronger than the skeleton riders in Oak Town, and it was necessary to remind them to pay attention to safety, when the other party was slaughtered by a fat pig and faced with a desperate counterattack, he had to take care of himself first, and he would definitely not prevent disasters for others.

The zombie axe hooked a piece of grinding stone and shifted slightly, and at this moment, the runic sword wrapped in black smoke was like a poisonous snake on the rock wall to kill the passing birds, and stabbed at Tris, who had already been on guard, after all, he was the arranger of the trap, but Aldrich gently turned his head to avoid it.

It had been expected for a long time, and in desperation, the rune sword took off his hand and turned to Cell, and the caster, who was also cautious and vigilant, quickly came back to his senses, although he was a little panicked and regretful, he stimulated the ice blade, and after colliding with the rune sword, he changed its trajectory slightly, brushed his shoulder and flew behind him.

"Whew...... "Although it didn't kill a single mortal, the rune sword that tasted the smell of blood made the undead knight let out a wolf howl of joy.

Aldrich simply moved the rubble away, and sure enough, he saw half of his body buried between the boulders, and the dying undead knight, rounded the zombie axe a few times, and slashed it down with great force, splitting it in half from the beginning.

"Quack!" The inky black smoke gradually rose, turning into a dark shadow and rushing into Wesley's body, and Thorin and the others, who had witnessed the whole process from head to toe, simply gave a thumbs up.

Easily destroying the fierce enemy, finally relaxing and exhaling a long breath, Aldrich turned his head to look at Cell, only to see him suddenly half-kneeling on the ground, and his gaze immediately turned to the wound, "Damn it! Thorrin, knight's sword!"

He didn't reach out to summon back the "boiling sludge", but Thorin didn't dare to disobey, and immediately threw the sword sheath over, and Tris drew his sword from the sheath, reached out and grabbed Cell's shoulder, tearing off the sleeve together, revealing the wound that was beginning to rot, and the nearby veins were all stained with an ominous blue and black.

"Poof!" the blade swept by, slicing away all the carrion near the wound, and Cell's teeth bared in pain, hating his greed.