"Although we are already very familiar with each other, this time the matter is important, just in case, it is also the safest way to sign the bloodline document!"

"What do you think?"

As he spoke, Bart took out a pale red scroll from his gray robe, as if he had been prepared.

"I'm okay with that!"

The stout Fred took the paperwork, looked at it carefully, and then reached out and handed it to Vera.

Although a few people have known each other for many years, in the face of such a major event, no one can guarantee anything, and signing a bloodline document is the best agreement, which can also make several people more assured.

"I agree!"

Vera quickly read it, and handed the pale red scroll to the handsome man Hardy, who took the scroll and said casually.

"I still think a lot about it, and I'm more prepared and safer!"

"Let me look it up, I can't think of it!"

Hardy took the scroll and unashamedly patted the short Bart's ass.

"I think you're just seeing Bart here, lazy, Hardy!"

Vera said coldly without hesitation.

However, at this time, Hardy's eyes were already attracted by the pale red scroll in his hand, and he ignored Vera's sneer, anyway, he was used to Vera's way of speaking.

Although Hardy is a little unreliable, after the result of the bloodline paperwork, he seems to be much more careful than the other two.

"I'm fine!"

After carefully reading the bloodline paperwork, Hardy handed the scroll to the short Bart.

"Okay, since everyone is okay, let's sign the paperwork first!"

Bart simply took the pale red scroll and immediately spread it out in front of him.

Immediately, his mouth moved slightly, and Bart tapped lightly on the scroll, and the pale red scroll stayed in the air, and suddenly several blood-colored words written in Old Nolan on a pale yellow leather paper immediately writhed on the paper.

At this time, Bart stepped forward and began to say with a serious face:

"Truth is above, I'm Bart Carr......"

"Truth is above, I, Fred... I'm Hardy Shelley......"

Soon, after the four of them said the agreement one after another, the bloodline document was quickly signed.

Finally, Bart put away the bloodline document again, and after putting it away, he continued to explain to a few people some information about the Goodlands clan that he had only recently learned.

This is also stipulated in the bloodline document signed by several people, and Bart, as the most powerful third-level apprentice in the team, is also the captain of the team, and Bart is responsible for the important task of information.

Of course, in the end, when it comes to allocating resources, Bart is also the one who takes the most.

In the previous adventure missions and the exploration of some scattered small ruins, the four of them had already divided the labor, so they naturally had no opinions at this time.

......

The 'bloodline document' is a kind of contract signed by at least two or more people with their own blood, which is sacred and solemn.

This kind of bloodline document contract is generally made by powerful wizard organizations, and it is also used as a referee, once one party betrays it, because there is blood in the hands of the adjudicator, so no matter where the renouncer flees, the powerful organization as the adjudicator has countless ways to make the renouncer pay a heavy price!

This is also one of the most trusted contract documents signed by many wizards on the Wizarding Continent of Alteria.

In some privately organized adventure teams, it is precisely with the shackles of the 'bloodline documents' that all kinds of wizards with strange personalities, or selfish and cruel, or brutal and murderous, can be organized together to achieve the goal of win-win cooperation as much as possible.

......

"Okay, I've told you all the information I knew in the previous paragraph, and I believe you all know in your hearts, what kind of ruin secret realm we may face this time!"

"We don't know if anyone else knows about this site, but we can find out about it, and I'm sure it's possible for others to do the same. ”

"So, in order to avoid possible surprises, it is best for us to get to the ruins as soon as possible!"

After the short Bart said the importance in a deep voice, the other people naturally had no opinion, and the four members of the team quickly walked forward as fast as they could.

......

Two days later,

The plains of Yima Pingchuan have long since disappeared, replaced by patches of dry, withered mountain forest basins.

The withered yellow fallen leaves are layered layer after layer all over the mountain forest, a cold wind blows, the fallen leaves fly all over the sky, and a feeling of ending is full of the entire mountain forest basin.

"At this time, other places have already entered the winter of ice and snow, and it seems that it is late autumn here!"

Walking on the path full of fallen leaves in the mountains and forests, Gordon couldn't help but speak.

"The terrain here is a bit strange, and the environment is also very good, if you go in the right direction, the ruins of the Gudeream clan should be near here!"

Gordon kept paying attention to his surroundings, and in the quiet environment around him, only the fallen leaves at Gordon's feet rustled.

The weather was nice, with a rare absence of many clouds in the dry and cold sky, and the sky was bright.

After walking for a while, Gordon found a place with a relatively flat ground and prepared to sit down and eat some dry food.

After waving his hand and sweeping away a large piece of yellow fallen leaves in front of him, a flat black bluestone was revealed, and Gordon didn't pay attention to it, he stepped forward and sat down, took out water and dried meat from the dimensional space bracelet, and ate it slowly.

And in the other direction of this basin, in front of a tall and strange rocky mid-mountain rock wall, a group of four figures in gray robes were busy.

Vera's long-haired green woman sat cross-legged on a spit rock, her eyes closed, surrounded by swarthy reptiles the thickness of a small thumb and covered in tiny barbs, constantly moving in and out from under Vera's wide robes.

"Vera, how's it going, can you determine where the entrance to the ruins is?"

"I can't wait to see the treasures of the long-extinct Goodreans!"

After a long time, seeing that Vera opened her eyes, Hardy, who was guarding the side, hurriedly asked.

"Come back, my darlings!"

Ignoring Hardy's eager expression, Vera just opened her mouth slightly, and spat out the obscure syllables that Old Nolan represented, constantly calling.

Soon, as Vera called, one by one swarthy and hideous insects kept burrowing out of the ground, scrambling to crawl towards Vera's feet.

"Damn, where are you ugly guys going to crawl!"

Hardy didn't pay attention, only to find that two black insects had crawled under his feet, so he immediately waved his hand to sweep down the two black insects, and hurriedly jumped backwards in anger.