Throwing a few potion bottles in front of him with all his might, Lloyd shouted, "Curt, now, do it!"

Mage Curt raised his staff in response, and in an instant, several fireballs erupted from the crystal nucleus at the top of the staff, accurately hitting the potion thrown by Lloyd in the air, and as the bottle shattered, the liquid inside was obviously something that could help burn, making the fireball spell instantly expand more than ten times.

The sound burned violently like a "flamethrow" spell, causing a large shadow like a black mist in front of the flames to burn, and after a few crackling moments, only a wisp of smoke and a stench similar to that of a charred corpse were left behind.

"Wiped out?!" asked Landerson, who was standing in the back.

"I can't sense any moving objects around me, but this can only be temporary!" Simon replied with trepidation, knowing that the black shadow on the opposite side just now was not a dead thing, but a low-level monster "carrion fly" that would grow in the tomb, these small things infested the graveyard and fed on the rotting corpses, so it produced a very violent carrion toxin in the body, which was very dangerous for the nearby tomb robbers and explorers.

And this vicious little thing, although its individual strength is just an ordinary bug, is very aggressive, and because of its small size and large number, it is really very difficult to deal with if it is not prepared.

Looking back at Earl, who was lying unconscious in the rear, he had fallen for this little thing's trick. That's not to say that he was too careless, although the boxer was not good at dealing with too many enemies, but as a high-level professional with a strength of the fifth order, he would definitely not be as defeated as he was.

The fundamental reason is that the carrion flies here are very strange, because although the ordinary carrion flies are considered to be magical beasts with a certain attack power, they are not very difficult to deal with because their defenses are extremely fragile and they are very afraid of fire like ordinary insects.

But this tomb is different, Earl was attacked when he used the torch in his hand to drive away the rotting flies, these little things did not avoid the heat on the torch at all, as if a disciplined army was attacking the enemy, no matter how many companions around him fell, they always focused on their target and clung to it, so unexpectedly Earl was naturally tragic.

"Let's rest in place, depending on the situation, there will probably be more fierce fighting!" Curt ordered everyone.

Hearing Curt's words, everyone instantly relaxed, but they all had a tired expression on their faces.

They were now in a very large stone chamber, surrounded by seven or eight closed entrances and exits, and the corpses of many demonic beasts were scattered around the floor in front of each door, showing what a terrible battle had just been fought here.

Although they were very tired at the moment, they were very concerned about the safety of their companions, so they followed Lloyd and Curt to Earl's side.

Lloyd, who was the most proficient in medicine and potions, naturally took up the duties of a physician, checked Earl's condition, took out a bottle of healing potion from his body, fed him it, and got up with a serious expression.

"How's he doing?" asked Kurt.

"It's not good! You also know that corpse poison is a very special toxin, his organ function is fine, but his vitality has been lost, so ordinary antidotes don't work at all, you need divine purification magic or potions, my professional level is not enough to make potions, and the 'purification potion' in the first aid potion prepared for me by the teacher has been used by me.

Now he can only rely on healing potions to continuously replenish his vitality to save his life first, but the speed of the corpse poison is extremely fast, and the healing potions on my body are limited, and the effect of each dose is getting worse and worse because of the effect attenuation, if I don't think about rushing out and treating it in time, I'm afraid I'm ......"

The consequences were not clearly stated, but everyone understood what it meant, and the hot-tempered Landerson slammed his fist on the ground, because it was a hard stone ground and only made a muffled sound that was not imposing enough, but anyone could see the concern and resentment for his companion.

Curt patted Lloyd on the back in relief and motioned for him to relax, and everyone here knew that although Lloyd was helpless, no one would blame him, because he had done well enough.

If it weren't for his suggestion to use potions to create a fire and burn the rotting flies, it would have been difficult for Curt to quickly deal with these nimble little things with his long-range group attack ability. And he also did his best to treat Earl, and when he asked Simon to investigate him before, he could easily find out about his rescue of Hubck in the Adventurers' Guild, so naturally he would not suspect that he was lying because he deliberately didn't want to use the purification potion.

It would be unreasonable to say that he wanted to save potions because he was stingy, because the healing potions he used to save Earle's life were all rare epic 'extremely powerful healing potions', otherwise Earl would definitely not survive now!

Of course, no one will be so idiotic as to complain about why he is not prepared to be sufficient, because no one expected the change from last night's relaxed atmosphere to the current critical situation!

Let's start with that earlier today......

When the rested Lloyd and the Dragonwings entered the ruins, the script did develop in the direction they had envisioned at first.

The seal on the door was broken very smoothly due to the addition of Lloyd, and the subsequent journey was indeed as he had feared before, with multiple access curfews in a row.

However, due to the preparation for a long time, although the difficulty of the seals on it has increased slightly, under Lloyd's stable operation, they have all been successfully broken one by one.

Of course, in addition to the access control, the road is not all smooth sailing, sporadic encounters with some monsters have been easily taken care of by a small group of people, although the monsters composed of white bones and carrion in the dim space look very eerie and terrifying, but even in the modern era that pays attention to materialism on the surface, everyone still knows some legends of hunting and horror! The adventurers who often mingle in the 'strange pile' on this magical continent have long been familiar with the undead creatures!

There are naturally a lot of gains along the way, but it always gives people a feeling of unfinished business, because this is a ruin, and the biggest gain is always to concentrate on a special place (room), and then they find this room and enter it smoothly!

And the real turning point came after this, so that they were completely in a crisis of hanging by a thread!

(End of chapter)