The sound of clattering footsteps echoed in the dark and empty corridor of the passage, even a few people were already controlling their foot strength, and it was still very loud in this empty corridor.

Naturally, there were four members of Bart's team here, and they didn't say much after they came in, just carefully observing everything around them.

The dusty corridor is dark and gloomy, and under the light of fluorescent stones, a lot of dust and powder will be splashed under every foot.

The group walked all the way to the depths of the corridor, and slowly, as they went deeper, some traces of debris began to appear in the passage, messy books, discarded scrolls, and several objects that resembled cross-swords and bows and arrows-type weapons were silently half-submerged in the dusty corridor.

Although these things still retain their original lifelike appearance, the rest of Bart's team understands that these scattered things are just illusions like what they saw outside the passage before.

Sure enough, as the footsteps of several people approached, these things were quickly startled and turned into ashes.

It was only after a puff of dust that a long piece of rusty iron was revealed from the dust in the hallway.

'Huh, it's a short sword?'

Seeing that something didn't turn to ash easily, Hardy couldn't help but walk over and look at the long iron bump under him and said.

"It doesn't matter if this thing is a dagger or not, but it hasn't been weathered for so long means that this place has definitely been in a sealed and isolated environment all along!"

"Cheer up, this is a first-level relic secret realm, and it won't be so quiet.....!"

But before Bart's voice fell, suddenly, Fred's cry of pain was heard.

"Damn it!"

"There's something in the dust!"

Fred jumped backwards with a painful cry, enduring the sharp pain in his feet, and quickly and continuously spat out the ancient Nolan voice notes from his mouth.

Only then did the three of them notice a low undulation from the thick dust under Fred's feet, quickly moving towards the depths of the corridor.

At this time, the witchcraft that Fred had endured with strong pain was finally released.

"Snort... Laugh at... Whew...!"

The three clouds of dark green liquid were quickly thrown by Fred towards the thing that was passing through the dust, but it was already a little late, and the three clouds of liquid hit the dust in the corridor respectively, making a strong corrosive sound, but the thing that attacked Fred still flew away, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

From the time the thing attacked Fred to the time it fled, it took a few seconds for Bart and the three of them to react, and the thing was already gone.

"Damn, what the hell is that...... So poisonous, so intense!"

Fred's weak voice came, and several people hurriedly turned their heads only to find that in a short period of time, the tall and strong Fred's face quickly turned pale, and beads of sweat fell down on his face like rain.

At the conspicuous black wound on the instep of Fred's half-tiptoed right foot, a fist-sized pustule had quickly bulged, and several people could clearly see that there seemed to be something swimming in the bulging pus.

Seeing this, the three of Bad Hardy couldn't help but take a few steps back, obviously seeing that Fred's wound was not ordinary!

At this time, Fred was bowing and took out a green test tube liquid from the gray robe and quickly poured it on the wound on his right foot.

'Huh... Snort..."

As soon as the green liquid in the test tube came into contact with the blackened wound on the right foot, it immediately made a strong snort, and then a disgusting black smoke came out of the wound, and the bulging pus pocket suddenly became a little smaller because of this.

"Ahh Ahh

The piercing pain came, and Fred, who had always shown himself as a tough person, couldn't help but let out a few low screams of pain.

Seeing that the intermediate antidote had a certain effect, Fred immediately continued to touch his body immediately, took out two vials of brown liquid from his body, and hurriedly poured them into the wound.

It's just that the effect of the primary antidote is obviously much worse than the intermediate antidote, and after the brown antidote is poured up, except for the pain that comes from the wound, the bulging pus has not changed in the slightest.

Fred realized at this time that the primary antidote had no effect on the toxin of that little thing, so Fred hurriedly raised his head, looked at the three people around him and hurriedly said:

"Intermediate antidote... I need an intermediate antidote, whoever of you has it, sell me a bottle!"

In this short period of time, Fred's face has become pale, his cheeks are thin, his eyes are red and sunken, and such a sharp change makes Bad Hardy's eyelids jump, not only hurriedly stay away from Fred, but also keep paying attention to the surroundings, for fear that there is still that thing hidden in the dust in the corridor.

"Double, I'll pay twice the price, Vera, sell me a bottle, I know you must have it!"

Feeling the extreme pain under his feet, and watching the three partners hurriedly retreat, Fred already felt that despair was approaching, so he opened his red eyes angrily and said loudly to Vera.

It's just that seeing Fred quickly turn into this appearance, Vera, who only has a bottle of intermediate antidote on her body, can't help but hesitate a little.

I just entered the secret realm of the ruins of the Gudranth clan and encountered such a situation, who knows if I will encounter it later, I have cooperated with Fred a few times, although the other party is a good partner, but it is related to the safety of her life, Vera quickly made a decision not to sell it to Fred.

Just as Vera's hesitation and Fred's red eyes began to turn into madness, Bart took out a green test tube and threw it at Fred.

"You don't have to double the price, you just give the original price!"

Bart only said this, and Fred quickly took the intermediate antidote, and before he could say thank you, he immediately opened the test tube and poured it on the wound on his right foot.

In just a few words, the three of them saw that the pustule on Fred's right foot, which was originally much smaller, quickly bulged again, but the things swimming inside seemed to be gone, but at this time, only Fred himself could feel that something had already entered his body!

"Snort... Snort!"

The intermediate antidote was once again poured over the pitch-black and smelly wound, but this time, apart from a burst of black smoke that was equally disgusting, the bulging pus did not change in the slightest.

At this time, in front of Fred, who was in extreme pain, there was a sudden scene of several children holding cross-swords made of hard cedar wood, constantly fighting in front of a haystack.

Fred recognized at a glance that the tallest child was himself when he was a child, looking at himself and his friends who were constantly laughing and playing in the picture, Fred smiled very brightly!