Along the magma was a gradual descending staircase, about two meters wide, and the gray-white stone was clearly some years old, without the slightest trace of a knife and axe, as if it had been formed naturally. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info but the gray dwarf knows that there are ten thousand ways for the master to make such a step.

Marcelo's Hot Wheels was no different from a peaceful place on such a step, and he was always the first to catch up with the adventurers. Mowglitte then chased after him.

"Morgritte, this should be the altar that the Navy Alliance is talking about. Did you spot anything?" said Goblin Miki as he carefully piloted the Black Iron Golem.

The white crow flew above the lava, and judging from the information from the crow's spiritual power, there were many man-made traces around the lava, just like Miki said, this should be the altar. Materazzi flew straight to the center of the lava, where there was a towering black rock with a white throne above it and a ruined altar below it.

The Black Iron Golem has its own detection device, but the effect of this device is not as good as Materazzi's direct detection. The white crow landed on the white throne, tilted its head and jumped around with interest, and in a moment pecked at the armrest of the white throne with its silvery beak.

Suddenly, a withered hand stretched out from under the altar, and it ripped open the rubble and crawled out of the altar. "Who, who is disturbing my sleep?"

Materazzi flapped his wings and flew high into the air, croaking and croaking. It was almost caught by the tall skeleton.

The skeleton sat on the throne, a black cloak behind it covering most of its bones, and the head was covered by a golden helmet. He sat quietly on his throne like a king.

At this time, the altar moved, like a raging spring, but instead of spring, large and small skeletons spewed out of it. The skeletons came out of the altar and stood neatly under the throne. In a few moments, the throne was filled with the undead.

"We're in trouble, there's a Skeletron there?" Morgridt couldn't help but complain, they were now heading towards the altar in the direction they were heading for, but they couldn't turn back, and the skeleton army behind them wasn't easy to mess with.

At this moment, a burning torch suddenly appeared in front of the adventurer's team, and a voice came from under the torch: "This way, you guys hurry up and come here." ”

Only then did Morgaret spot an emaciated human adventurer, who was waving to them with a torch. Without thinking much about it, he stepped forward quickly, and found that behind this human adventurer was a small cave, which was pitch black, and he didn't know how deep.

"Are you adventurers in Whitestone?"

"Yes, I'm Morgritte, and I've been commissioned by Salit Larsson to rescue the Mercenary Regiment of the Naval Alliance who have fallen into the hands of the undead. Morgridte slung the silver hammer in her right hand around her waist and stretched out her right hand.

"Hello, I'm Antai of the Navy Alliance. The human adventurer stretched out his right hand, and the two palms were tightly clasped together, of course, the gray dwarf did not have those unfriendly hobbies, such as secretly using force when shaking hands, which could leave a strong impression on the other party when they met for the first time, but this Antai was obviously a water mage, and if the gray dwarf did this, it would be counterproductive.

"Come with me, now is not the time to speak. Antai glanced at the guide of the Navy Alliance lying on the stretcher, and hurriedly raised the torch to the front to lead the way.

The cavern next to the lava looked like a newly opened mine, and the smell of that attribute swirled around the tip of Mowglitte's nose. Even a black iron golem can't walk fast on the uneven ground, let alone Angela. The elf had never hurried so quickly on such a bumpy road, and it had barely gone far before he had almost broken his foot three times.

"Don't worry, they didn't catch up so quickly. "Marcelo, who was on Hot Wheels, had already gone back to check the enemy situation and caught up with the adventurers, and he was the only one who could run so happily on such a rough road. However, he also knew how to give full play to his advantages, and from time to time he stepped on the hot wheels to the back to investigate the enemy.

"Yes, beautiful fairy lady, you don't have to worry, there is a natural barrier ahead, and those skeletons refuse to cross over. Antai's tired voice came from the front, his thick brown hair was wet with sweat, curled up on the door of his head, and wiped his hand on his face, leaving a red and white mark that looked very funny under the firelight. "Arrived, it's the front, here. ”

Suddenly there was a roar in front of me, and a hot wind, as if it had come to a summer afternoon, and the whole cave had turned red, and all around it was fiery red, and even the torch in Antai's hand had dimmed.

"What kind of place is this?" Miki stammered, although he was hiding inside the black iron golem, the hot air still made him feel uncomfortable, the goblins were not used to the cold of White Rock Town, but the heat here made him feel even more uncomfortable.

"The temporary base of the Navy Alliance is just ahead, but you have to cross this suspension bridge. Antai turned sideways, revealing the blazing lava behind him and the dark chain bridge above the lava.

Morgaret took a few steps forward, and at the exit of the cave was a large lava crater. The Grey Dwarf stood no more than three meters away from the tumbling lava, the hot lava tumbling like the sea, and above it was a chain bridge that stretched into the darkness. The lower four are side by side, and there are two above. The four chain bridges below were sporadically laid with these planks, which were covered with specks of blood, some blackened, some fresh red.

Antai held a torch in one hand, grabbed the iron rope in the other, and stepped on the chain bridge with both feet.

"You go first, and I'll cut it off. Mowglitte knew that at this time, the adventurer squad needed a large and safe rear, and in Blaney's absence, he had to step up and take on the role.

Angela calmly replenished Mowglitte's power as a god of war and the aura of a defensive shield before stepping onto the chain bridge. The fairy behaved more and more like a qualified adventurer, and she hesitated for a long time before saying anything, holding the chain in both hands, and walked in the direction of the little fire in the darkness.

Marcelo stopped at Mowglitte's side and stood side by side with him.