Opening his eyes slightly, feeling the damp air mixed with the smell of earth, Cyril shook his head to ward off his sleepiness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Paul and Rowling, who were sitting next to the fire, were also bent over and hugged their legs, looking like they were asleep, while Jeff and Water, who were lying not far from them, were still snoring in a low voice.

With torrential rain still falling, Cyril couldn't tell how much time had passed.

Holding himself on to the ground and straightening up, Cyril asked in a low voice, "Rowling, Paul, nothing happened, did you?"

Her body moved slightly, Rowling looked up, she rubbed her eyes in a bit of confusion, and only after seeing Cyril did she realize that she had just fallen asleep.

Scratching her cheeks embarrassedly, Rowling said, "I'm sorry, my lord, maybe I was too tired and accidentally fell asleep just now." ”

He shook his head indifferently, nothing happened anyway, and if a few people fell asleep together, they could save some sleep time, otherwise when Cyril and the others woke up, and then let Paul and Rowling sleep, it would take another five or six hours.

Finding that Paul, who was sitting next to him, was still bowing his head and hugging his knees, Rowling hurriedly pushed him, and then whispered, "Hey, wake up, Lord Cyril is awake!"

But I didn't expect to be pushed by her like this, and Paul fell down in a very stiff position.

His face changed slightly, and Cyril hurriedly stepped forward a few steps, and he knelt down on one knee beside Paul, and gently pressed his finger to Paul's neck.

"No pulse......" Sighing slightly, Cyril looked up and shook his head helplessly in Rowling's incredulous expression.

"Well, this can't be, the two of us were keeping vigil together just now! And even in my sleep, I should feel the breath of the creatures around me, how could Paul be killed quietly!"

With a slight narrowing of his eyes, Cyril hurriedly said, "No, you go and wake up Wateff and Jeff to see how the two of them are doing?"

After hearing this, Rowling hurriedly put away her thoughts, and then ran towards Wateff and Jeff, who were lying on the side.

However, nothing happened to the two of them, and after being woken up by Luo Linyao, both of them quickly recovered their spirits.

"What? Paul ......" After hearing the news, both of them turned a little ugly.

"Anyway, let's get out of here, find the treasure and leave the island, this creature can quietly kill an elite soldier in his sleep, and we won't be able to defeat it if we fight head-on. ”

Rowling is also a resolute naval soldier, even if she suddenly experienced the death of her comrades, she did not shed a single tear, but only took a few deep breaths to calm her mood.

Waterff and Jeff put their things in order, then stood in front of Cyril and said, "My lord, everything is packed, and we can leave at any time." ”

Nodding, several people immediately turned around and left the place, and Paul's body was buried in a large pit smashed by Cyril's blow, which was also a temporary tomb.

After coming out of the makeshift tent, several people began to frantically search for the treasure, but it was not easy to find the treasure.

First of all, there is no description of the treasure on the map, which means that the treasure is most likely buried anywhere on the island.

According to Jeff, it's not uncommon to even be in the belly of one of the creatures around it.

And the only clue that everyone had was the hint left by the admiral to all the participants at that time.

That's the appearance of the treasure, a chest the size of two fists made entirely of gold.

Finding such a small box on such a huge island is simply difficult for a strong man!

However, the only fortunate thing about this is that when Cyril was hired, he deliberately checked the attributes and abilities of the sailors he hired and the navy.

In addition to being particularly good at driving ships, Wateff's other special skill is to find metal-related treasures.

Because Wateroff himself practiced metal magic, he had a strong sense of metalwork.

Although he was not strong enough to detect whether the target was steel or gold, he could detect the location of all the metals within a hundred meters of his center, and could barely deduce the size of the metal.

With both hands clenching the shovel that Wateroff had made of metal magic, Jeff slashed open the spot that Waterman had instructed, revealing a fist-sized copper chest beneath the ground.

After opening the treasure chest, there is a plain white piece of papyrus with an elegant line of flame writing written on it in red ink.

'You've been deceived, it's fake. ’

Throwing the treasure chest into the air, Jeff sighed, then sat on the ground with his butt on his butt, and said helplessly: "It's too much, this is the sixth fake treasure chest we have found, and if it goes on like this, it will be too much time wasted." ”

Although there was no such thing as a clock to keep time, Cyril felt that it had been almost five or six hours since the few men had set out to find the treasure.

Combined with the time spent sleeping and sailing before, almost twenty-four hours have passed by now.

In other words, a third of the time limit for the second trial had passed, and it would take at least twenty-four hours to find a way to build a small ship and sail back to the port, which was not a feasible way to waste time like this.

Scratching his hair vigorously, Wateff sighed and said, "Actually, there is another way......

Seeing that several people were all focused on this, Wateff scratched his cheeks in embarrassment, and Cyril couldn't help but say, "It's okay, Watuff, if you have any ideas, don't hesitate to speak up!"

"If I use my magic, I can make items that can detect metalwork, which means we can act separately, but ......"

The rest of the words, Wateff didn't say that a few people understood what he meant, after all, there were monsters hidden in this forest that could easily kill Paul, and if these people were separated, except for Cyril, the survival rate of the remaining three would not be high.

Thinking of this, Cyril hesitated for a moment and said, "In that case, then so be it! Waterf, you make me a prop like this, and the four of us will act in two separate groups." ”

"If the three of you are together, the security will be much improved, and even if there are any monsters, the three of you can deal with it. And if I go it alone, with my speed, even if I can't kill those monsters, it won't be a problem to escape. ”

After hearing this, Jeff and Rowling began to persuade them to heat up, but in the face of Cyril, who had made up his mind, it was useless for them to say anything.

Sighing, Jeff said helplessly: "In that case, then let's act according to the adult's method, but please take this thing." ”

What Jeff handed to Cyril was a straight tube that was slightly longer than a palm, two or three centimeters in diameter.

Pointing to the bottom of this thing, Jeff said, "If you find anything out of the situation, sir, pull this rope, this flare can shoot more than two hundred meters into the sky." No amount of weather can stop it from glowing, after all, it's better to save a little magic in the forest. ”

Putting away the flare, Cyril took the prop that Waterman had made for himself to find metal, and then said to the others, "That's it, I'll go over there first, and let me know if you find anything happening." ”

With that, Cyril turned around and ran into the forest without looking back.

At this time, Cyril did not know what terrible things would happen to him.

The admiral sitting in the surveillance room at the harbor looked at the charts in his hand, and he tapped lightly on the table, frowning and not knowing what he was thinking.

A naval soldier standing beside him saw the admiral's sad look and asked, "My lord, is something wrong?"

Picking up the chart in his hand and shaking it, the admiral pointed to one of the small islands and said: "There is a little problem, although I have people set some small traps on this chart, but the division of dangerous areas and safe areas is very strictly marked. However, one of the guys seemed to have gotten something wrong, and he marked a purple area as a red area. ”

Although each color is only one level off, there are different levels in the security color.

Blue is the safest, and even ordinary fishing boats can sail in the blue zone at will.

Secondly, yellow is slightly more dangerous, and there may be some dangerous creatures, and if you are unlucky, monsters with a certain degree of deadly nature will also appear.

The orange and red zones are even more dangerous, only large warships can operate in these two zones, and there is no way to escape from them if there are less than 100 elite naval soldiers.

And the most terrifying are the purple and black areas, which represent the presence of at least one extremely deadly creature, which does not necessarily have great strength, but they must have terrible characteristics.

For example, toxins that can easily corrode the body of an epic powerhouse, or magic that can act on the soul of a living being, in the purple zone, even an epic powerhouse can be killed by a single accident.

As for the black area, it is the legendary forbidden area, and the creatures in it are not only extremely powerful, but also numerous, and the legendary powerhouses may not be able to please them when they enter.

Putting his finger on the small island on the chart, the admiral shook his head helplessly and said, "This is a purple area, and it was actually marked red by them." If some of the contestants accidentally choose this area, it is estimated that they will not be able to get out. ”

And the small island that the admiral pointed to was the one where Cyril and the others landed.