There are many terrifying and eerie legends about the Dark Basin.

The first is that the terrain here is very complex.

Don't look at standing here now, you can see the whole basin, and even the most experienced old horses can quickly lose their way when they are really in the period.

This basin seems to have a magic that confuses the mind. People often walk and find themselves spinning in circles. And at this time, the reference you originally determined, whether it is mountains, rivers, rocks, is useless. Even the marks you set for yourself have become the factor that will make you go further and further down the wrong path.

The more you think it's the right direction, the right route, the more you get off track. Your experience, your logic, your eyes, all of them are unreliable.

Moreover, even if you can fly, it doesn't work.

The sky of this world belongs only to demons. Only they can move freely. Humans, neither the magician's levitation nor the paladin's flying spell can be used. As long as you fly a few tens of meters, you will be suppressed by the terrible power of the abyss.

The higher you fly, the stronger the power of repression. I don't know how many strong people who don't believe in evil turned into a burst of flesh and blood the moment they took off into the air.

Secondly, there are the abyssal demons that live here.

Legend has it that this is the core of the third layer of the Abyss and the lair of the Abyss Demons. In this huge basin, countless demons live. They roam the basin in ∝ groups, and they may appear next to you at any time, anywhere.

You never know how many of them there are. I don't know what terrible existence lies behind these organized demons. Once surrounded by them, there are only two options. Either you kill them all, or you are torn apart by them.

But that's not the scariest part.

After all, the Abyss Demon can still be killed, and it can also escape with its own strength. You can also fight, you can fight hard. But there is a kind of power, but it is desperate and useless.

That's the cloud.

When you reach the third layer of the abyss, the probability of encountering clouds is very high. It is a terrible cloud whose composition and origin are still unknown. It is gray and inconspicuous in the gloomy abyss. Some clouds are less than 50 meters in diameter, while others are tens or even hundreds of kilometers in diameter.

They appear irregularly. There was no movement. Often, when they are found, they are already close at hand. In such a situation, if you can't dodge faster than it, or find a place to hide, the end result is often exhausted and corroded into a pile of bones.

These three are the terrible things about the Dark Basin.

"Let's go, it's our turn. In the silence, Roundelo said.

In rotation order. Now is the time for the Ice Star Team to explore the path. A team in charge of opening the way in front retreated and handed over to the Ice Star team.

This is another mercenary squad formed temporarily by high-ranking mercenaries from the Mission Hall. The captain of the team is named Marjorie, who is also an experienced old horse. He is a man of outstanding strength and reticent, and has a high prestige and fame among mercenaries.

During the handover, Marjorie watched his surroundings vigilantly and whispered to Landelo: "Mr. Rundero, be careful. I think the taste is a little wrong. ”

"Oh?" said Roundelo, with a solemn expression. "How?" he asked.

"You don't think we're all this way. Doesn't that seem too easy?" Marjory asked, "Let me ask you, did you meet a level 6 demon before you met us?"

Rondelo's face changed and he shook his head.

On the road of more than fifty kilometers from the entrance of the third layer to the abyss labyrinth, it is true that a sixth-level demon has not been encountered. This is something that is rare in his many experiences exploring the abyss.

If something is unusual, it is a demon. This is something that Round Nello understands better than anyone. And the reason why he was not vigilant about this was because before him, there were already dozens of mercenary squads going to the same place, and it was likely that they were cleared out in front.

But. At this moment, Marjorie mentioned that he knew that things were not as simple as he imagined.

"Do you ...... too," Rondello asked.

"Not only us," Marjory said, "I've asked the other squads, and they're all like that!"

Londelo's heart sank and he asked, "Then what do you think ......?"

"I don't know," Marjorie shook his head and said with a wry smile, "I just don't have a good premonition." You know, these sixth-level demons are much more cunning than those guys on the first and second levels, and I'm afraid that they will consciously avoid us......"

As he spoke, he patted Rondello on the shoulder and said, "Okay, I'll remind you, be careful." After all, it's not a bad thing that you haven't met a sixth-level demon, and now you can't prove anything, and it's impossible for everyone to give up exploring and turn around and go back......"

As he spoke, the handover of the two teams had been completed.

Marjorie's gaze swept over, and he was suddenly stunned. He discovered that the scout of the Ice Star squad was actually a young archer who looked to be no more than twenty years old.

This archer of the Ice Star Squad, he had actually noticed it a long time ago.

Of all the members of the six squads, this kid's strength is the lowest. The weapons and armor on his body are not high-end goods, and they look so ordinary that they can't be more ordinary. Among the mercenaries thrown into the mission hall, they are only medium at best.

And this exploration is the largest discovery in the south in decades, and it is of great significance. Those who are qualified to come here are elite. Not to mention the temporary squads, even the internal selection of personnel from the major knights, they are all carefully selected, and the best of the best.

Such a person is mixed in the middle, which makes people a little uncomfortable.

On this part of the previous journey, Marjorie had also heard several other squads of mercenaries talking about the archer.

Some people are confused, some are worried, some are curious, and some simply laugh.

No one could figure out how a team with an old horse like Rondello and a group of elite knightly mages could bring such an archer. His savings will obviously become a shortcoming of the entire team. Even at critical moments, it can become fatal.

Still, it's someone else's business.

The Roundelo squad is not strictly part of the league of several squads. They're just walking with everyone for a while, and they can leave at any time. So, what's wrong with their team. That's all their own business.

Moreover, in the previous battle, this kid's table xiàn can also be regarded as decent, he changed the formation when it was time to change the formation, and released the arrow when it was time to release the arrow, and he didn't make any mistakes. There's no need to worry about anything. But now, if such a person were to serve as a scout for the entire team, that would be ......

"Captain. ”

The first scout of Marjorie's squad is an eighth-level archer with elven blood, named Black Feather, who is second only to Marjorie in strength and prestige in the team.

After the handover, he walked over, squinted at Roy, and said angrily to Marjorie, "Why is he the first scout of the Ice Star Squad? This is the Dark Basin." The best scouts aren't always up to the task. What's the matter with this kid......"

Hei Ling obviously didn't prepare to give anyone face, and when he spoke, he didn't shy away from Londello next to him at all, and it could even be said that he was specifically talking to him.

Marjory frowned, waved his hand to stop his men's complaints, turned to look at Rundelo, and asked, "Mr. Rundelo, your first scout." Isn't that the Twin Blade Ranger?"

Rondello nodded and explained, "Yes. Franco was our number one scout. However, Leo is also a very good scout, and rest assured, he can definitely be trusted. ”

"If you say trustworthy, you can be trusted?"

At this time, a voice came from the side.

The three turned their heads and saw that Wood, Olivia, Jacob, and Hoover had all walked over.

Apparently. They found the same problem. Just hearing Landerlo's explanation, Hoover couldn't help but sneer at that time.

"A glorious one-star knight, actually serving as the first scout in the Dark Basin, Roundelo, you are okay with your brain, right?"

Hoover's words. Not only was the tone unceremonious, but it was loud, big enough for everyone in the six squads to hear it clearly.

Londero's face sank, and before he could speak, Racios next to him was already unhappy, and said angrily: "Hey, who are you scolding?

Lacios's words were suddenly like a hornet's nest, and all the people of the Hoover team surrounded him and scolded him sharply.

"Presumptuous!"

"What are you? ”

"Filthy dwarf, figure out who you are, and it's your turn to speak here?"

As a mercenary who begs for a living with his head, everyone is somewhat unruly. Their relationship with each other was loose, and there was no strict hierarchy or distinction between the military and the nobility.

However, this does not mean that mercenaries do not have rules.

On the contrary, when it comes to carrying out tasks and working as a team, the rules of mercenaries are even stricter than those of the army. Traditionally, low-level mercenaries must be respectful and courteous to high-ranking mercenaries. Ordinary team members must remain obedient to the captain.

This is a tradition formed by the mercenaries with the lessons of blood. A mercenary who has no rules is not welcomed anywhere.

Racios is a fifth-level mercenary, while Hoover is a sixth-level mercenary.

Originally, this was a conversation between two mercenaries of the same rank, Hoover and Londero, and it was not Lacios's turn to interject. Colasios not only interjected, but also directly ridiculed Hoover for having a problem with his brain. This naturally caused the anger of the Hoover Squad members.

Hoover obviously didn't expect this dwarf to dare to point at his nose and scold, and his face was blue with anger for a while.

He stared at Lacios, with a fierce light, and asked, "What do you say, dwarf! ”

The shouts of the crowd and Hoover's threats did not make Racios afraid, but became more and more vigorous, and taunted: "Why, you not only have a problem with your brain, but also with your ears?"

Hoover clenched his fists, and as soon as his figure moved, he saw a majestic figure, silently stepping across, blocking between himself and the dwarf.

"Rondero," Hoover gritted his teeth, "you're going to support him?"

"It's funny," Rondello pursed his lips and said coldly, "He's my man, I don't support him, do I still support you?"

The corners of Roy's mouth couldn't help but hook.

After this time together, he also knows a little bit about Rondello. Don't look at this knight of light, who is usually steady and silent, and rarely speaks. Doesn't seem to care too much about anything. But if anyone messes with the squad, he's tougher than anyone else.

And anyone who thinks he's clumsy is a big mistake.

He doesn't have a conflict with you, but once he tears his face, he can choke people to death in front of him.

Sure enough, Hoover's face turned blue with anger.

In terms of fame and status, he is not inferior to Landelo among mercenaries. But if it was really about strength, he finally knew that he was still a little bit behind.

"Okay, good," Hoover pointed to Ronderow and said to the captains of the other squads, "Look, everyone, this is the 'companion' who followed us all the way, and the road ahead, we take turns to be the striker to open the way, and when we get here, they will take a rookie to fill up the ......"

"Rookie?" Upon hearing this, everyone in the Ice Star Squad was happy.

Racios touched Roy with his arm and said with a smile: "Leo, did you hear that, people say you're a rookie." ”...... (To be continued......)