At night, the cold wind blowing from the Northland swept across the top of the Dragon Knight, whirring in the chaotic night sky - a unique "scenery" belonging to the Atlantis Central area.

Terami paced alone in the courtyard of the foreign guest's quarters. Unlike Queen City, the night in Atlantis is excessively quiet, and the strange sound of the wind blowing through the still loose snow on the top of the snow-capped mountains in winter is somewhat terrifying. At the same time, the rooms assigned to the other representatives of the main city were silent, and only two faint candles echoed the entire area. One belonged to Terami himself, and the other belonged to Evelyn's.

Intentionally or unintentionally, Terami watched the movement in the next room, the light flickered and went out, and the door opened with a red-haired elf with a long sword in his hand.

Evelyn was obviously a little surprised to meet Terami when she went out, but she didn't say anything until she walked up to the man and said, "Why are you outside?"

"Uh...... I'm just walking around. The wind is a little cool tonight......" Terami shrugged.

"Then rest early. Evelyn didn't say much.

Tyrami noticed that Evelyn was not wearing a cloak, and that a slim white robe was half wrapped in silver armor - a convenient garment for melee combat, which must be strange when going out late at night.

"Where are you going?"

"Do one thing that has to be done. Evelyn said coldly, "Please don't have to come along. ”

With that, Evelyn sped away, leaving Tellami speechless in the wind. In fact, she didn't leave him a chance to talk, and she clearly didn't want Terami to be involved in what she was about to do.

The current situation of Emilia and the former members of the Silver Wing Guard always touched Evelyn's heart, although Diana deliberately stated that the location of the prison was suspicious, but Evelyn did not hesitate to do so, and she did not care much about her people and former subordinates.

The night was unimaginably calm, and the female elf did not see the flickering fire in the hands of the guards until she reached the prison, and the road was so smooth that even Evelyn herself could not accept it.

"Did it happen on purpose?"

Evelyn couldn't help but ask herself. The entrance to the prison is not hard to find, and the angular stone door is undisguised under a straight stone wall. Hanging from the iron cage on the edge of the cliff, the corpse was faintly recognizable, and there was even frost hanging from it. The weather in Asia is not even a hunger and bloodthirsty crow that does not want to stay.

Evelyn stopped at a stone wall, holding her breath and taking a closer look at the soldiers stationed there. She didn't think Atlantis' level of a city at night should be as lax as it was to see it now.

"Did you plant a sentry?" said Evelyn to herself.

The only two guards seemed to be unable to withstand the chill and sleepiness, and cowered in the doorway, wiping their palms to keep warm.

Evelyn couldn't help but sigh, she didn't expect to return to Atlantis City again to be such a "style". The guards seem to have lost their former mental outlook, and the prestige of the "Wangcheng Army" seems to be extremely inconsistent with those sluggish figures.

After several inquiries, Evelyn was sure that there were indeed only two people near the entrance, and she felt incredulous, but she moved quickly—a white shadow flashed, and the two sleepy guards were sleeping soundly this time.

However, the second question immediately appeared in front of Evelyn: the newly built cell was located in the interior of the Winter Snow Mountain, the number of floors was unknown, the route was unknown, and it was about to enter, and after the passage less than a hundred paces away, there were four crossings.

The four stone doors are connected next to each other. On the blue-white stone wall, the rusty iron-handled torches are so faint that they will be extinguished at any moment. The smell of dampness and carrion wafted from the more gloomy passages, and a faint moaning of silver loomed.

Evelyn half-crouched down, her fingertips pointing to the ground to gain insight into the situation. She closed her eyes slightly, and a subtle amount of magical spiritual power emanated from her fingertips. This is the insight magic inherited by the elven magician, and those spiritual powers will spread rapidly through the medium of matter. After giving back to the caster itself, a large amount of intel can be obtained.

As the spiritual power continued to radiate and converge, Evelyn's expression became more and more serious. Her eyes opened and narrowed slightly, and she couldn't help but ask herself, "What is this......?" What ......"

Judging from the information returned, there was no sign of elves, but a stench of rotten flesh and blood that was extremely cold and infernal like a fire purgatory, which was not what the Eastern Continent should have. That breath...... It's clearly evil from the depths of hell!

Evelyn gasped and straightened up.

In any case, it is necessary to find out. Evelyn had made up her mind, not out of curiosity, but to the point where she couldn't turn a blind eye.

Evelyn descended the stone staircase deeper into the mountain, the torches on the walls dimmering until a gust of wind blew and there was no light left. As a last resort, Evelyn had no choice but to pull out her long sword, urging her spiritual power, and the sword body shimmered.

In Evelyn's mind, Atlantis did not have such a deep mountain building. Its depth is unimaginable, this should be a project that only dwarves obsessed with gold mines would do, and as for the Digan people, it should be a race that yearns for dragons and skies.

Evelyn felt her feet start to soften, and she swept her sword to the ground, then lifted her foot again—a viscous, dark, unidentified liquid smelled rancid.

"What exactly?"

Evelyn reached out and touched it, but even through the gloves, she still couldn't stop the disgusting texture. This fluid is not blood, but rather the tissue fluid inside the egg, which has since become denser and denser deeper and deeper.

If it is really tissue fluid, then there must be something like an egg. Evelyn followed the idea and injected more spiritual power into the sword body to shine more intensely. She wanted to make more discoveries, but she couldn't.

Because of the presence of the liquid, Evelyn's footsteps disappeared. Even the slightest sound in the vast space is amplified, and the sound of the steps colliding with the stone staircase is lost, and a hazy but rhythmic low sound gradually becomes clear. These sounds are accompanied by rising temperatures.

Knock Knock...... Knock Knock......

"It's ...... Heartbeat?"

Evelyn wanted to find the source of the sound, but it was difficult to discern the exact direction of the sound under the circular structure, and could only roughly determine that it was coming from deeper underground.

Evelyn couldn't help but think about it, the stone staircase went down the stone wall, and if she walked down, she didn't know when she would come to the end. Estimating the time it would take to enter the prison, Evelyn knew that there was not much time left until dawn.

"Looks like that's the only way to do it!"

Evelyn gritted her teeth, bent slightly, and jumped down. As she approached the stone wall, she stabbed her sword into the wall to create a foothold, then resonated with her sword. Each jump went straight through hundreds of stone stairs, and so on dozens of times, and at the bottom of that, a dazzling crimson light came into view!

Experience pushes Evelyn not to land recklessly. Near the bottom, she slammed again, and half of the starburst sword stabbed into the wall, and the female elf used this point of force to stop at that height—enough for her to see what was going on beneath her feet:

A bubbling dark red liquid tumbled and flowed down the ravine. Several ravines lead the red liquid to interweave, forming a totemic-like pattern in the circular subterranean space.

The pattern was clearly a four-clawed monster with multiple heads! Each of the monster's heads had large mouths with bloody mouths, and coincidentally, the fangs pointed to a point near the center. The relatively flat ground was clearly high and could not be seen clearly under the hazy crimson mist.

"So...... That's what you want me to see?" Evelyn sneered to herself, "a ...... Funny Monster ...... Images?"

Boom!

With a muffled sound, several blood-colored beams converged from a slightly higher place, shooting straight towards the bulging place, and before Evelyn could reflect, the screams that accompanied the different lights were clearly almost exhausted......

Only the scream was very familiar to Evelyn's ears!

That voice......

"Amilia!?"

Evelyn exclaimed.