The air here was cold, candle and dusty, and Maffeo had been exploring the passage for some time in an inaudible passage. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info So far, he hasn't seen anything that proves that there are still living people in this place. Like a completely isolated area, Maffeo didn't know where the end was, or what he would see at the end.

A corner appeared in front of Maffeo, and he was sure he saw the door to a room. So he couldn't wait to step forward, but when he reached the door, he stopped. He had to be vigilant, and he hadn't forgotten that. Maffeo looked around the corner again, there was nothing to be noticed, there was a dead end.

The door was made of mahogany, in the style of the royal family of the Delos Empire. Of course, Maffeo doesn't care about that. He gently placed his hand on the doorknob, and kept his other hand in a bent position - so that he could quickly put on a layer of blood qi protection in case of emergency. I don't know if it's because of the cold atmosphere here, so he doesn't want to face the danger in a more drastic way.

Maffeo gently turned the doorknob and paused for two seconds to see if there was danger. After not sensing any threat approaching, he opened the door completely. The light in the center of the room was abundant, and it was very different from the dark, cold passage. A low, easy-to-use table was piled high with a variety of books, parchment and vellum scrolls, inkwells, and countless pieces of cutlery that Maffeo had never seen before.

But not everything was so mysterious, and Muffeo could at least understand that the cowhide scrolls were written with the recipes for some alchemical potions. In addition, he found blueprints of certain devices on parchment - a device that appeared to bind people. Maffeo put the blueprint back on the table with a look of disgust, his stomach churning just by seeing the damn thing.

He began to look up at the room, trying to figure out what it was for. The room is not big, but it is almost full of all kinds of things. Also, Maffeo couldn't find any traps here that could open secret passages, and it was completely closed. Maffeo didn't know what the room was used for, but he focused on what was on the low table.

The scrolls are almost all recipes, and the parchment contains instructions in addition to some of the device's designs. Maffeo peeled open the useless parchment and read what he thought was important. Sure enough, in a report to the Archbishop of the Dark Order, he discovered the truth about the Mutant Pretender's presence in Huttonmaar - a directive from the High Priest of the Dark Order, and only to warn the people. "What kind of stupid guy would warn people by sending out mutant pretenders? Maffeo couldn't help but sneer.

There is also a small record of the truth about the murder of the daughter of Count Damian, but it makes Maffeo cry and laugh. The Count's daughter tries to have an affair with a mutant pretender who has reached Huttonmar, but of course, this is without knowing that the other person is actually a pretender. However, due to the instability of the mutant potion made by the Farowan people, in the Count's daughter's room, the Pretender got out of control. "A farce, indeed. Maffeo pouted helplessly.

In addition to this, Maffeo also found information about the villagers. From the parchment, he learned that the villagers were not controlled by some kind of witchcraft, but purely spontaneous belief in the Dark Order. So the guys here call them faithful, but Maffeo didn't find a place where the villagers prayed. Otherwise, they would not have disappeared into this huge place out of thin air. "It's strange, there's no detailed account of why they chose to send the child here, maybe that's just their words?" Maffeo was skeptical, he didn't believe that the villagers could be so stupid.

There was very little useful information on the parchment, but Maffeo wrote down all the information that might be useful to the Order and Warhammer's actions. After doing all this, he decided to get out of here. He was annoyed by the bad taste of the Dark Order guys, and this was not an emergency passage at all, but a place where they hid their secrets. Even so, what was revealed here was only the tip of the iceberg, and Maffeo didn't know where their lab and the children were held. In order not to miss anything, Maffeo wrote down the words on the last piece of parchment that he could not read before leaving. That's not any language still spoken on the continent, and Maffeo can at least confirm that.

When he walked out of the room and closed the door, it meant that he was back in the cold and dark passageway. As if he had fallen into the arms of a demon, Maffeo just wanted to get out of here as quickly as possible.

Only this time, halfway there, he heard a jumble of footsteps. Maffeo soon heard panic in the footsteps, and he knew that trouble was coming. After drinking the cat's eye drops, Maffeo could see everything in the darkness clearly, so he pressed his body against the damp wall of the passage, and slowly drew the greatsword behind him, observing the situation on the other side of the exit.

Sure enough, the Dark Order of Darkness rushed down the slope, seemingly aware of the intrusion of someone. They can pay whatever it takes to keep their secrets. "Damn the guys......" Maffeo scolded, gesticulating with a gesture to put on a layer of flesh and qi for himself. At this time, it was impossible to sneak out, and the only way out was the one in front of him, so he planned to break through.

Maffeo took a deep breath, then brandished his greatsword and charged. The believers were half a beat slower to react, so Maffeo took the lives of both believers with the first swing of his sword. The guys who reacted prepared to attack, while the guys who approached the exit tried to set up a dark barrier to block the exit.

Maffeo couldn't stretch his body in the narrow passage, so his next attacks were more or less intimidating. He didn't know that this was the first time that he couldn't fully exert his combat effectiveness due to the influence of the environment, he only knew that he had to end the situation as soon as possible and return to the open place. Before the believers could attack, Maffeo quickly pushed forward a blast of blood qi, knocking all the believers in front of him to the ground, and then stepped on their bodies and quickly approached the exit.

However, Maffeo's movements were still a step slower, the dark barrier had been erected, and the exit was completely blocked. "Aren't you guys going to do anything other than bring disaster and trouble to others?" said Maffeo's angry sword that swept away the several believers who had set up the barrier, and finally his greatsword slammed into the wall, sending out a burst of sparks. In normal times, he might have been distressed by the wear and tear of his weapons, but now, anger took over his body.

"I'm not going to let you out of here, intruder. One of the believers stubbornly rose from the ground and slashed at Maffeo with his cursed dagger.

Maffeo half turned around, swung his sword to block the opponent's slash, and then suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the opponent's throat. "Then, I'll send you to the true gods. As soon as he finished speaking, the absorbed blood burst violently, and the believer's head exploded as if it had been stuffed with a bomb, spilling flesh and blood all over the ground, even splashing on Maffeo's face.

Maffeo didn't want to waste any more time, so he tried to find a way to break through the dark barrier. After dealing with all the believers who rushed in, he immediately set about making an anti-magic bomb from the existing materials he was carrying. If the dark barrier is indeed some kind of magic, then the anti-magic bomb will work. At the very least, it is certain that neither flesh nor swordsmanship can break that barrier, and this is the meaning of its existence, and it is also a rule.