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"This damn swamp!" Tang Mo cursed quietly. The swamps are not friendly to any kind of life, and the most important survival rule here is to carefully avoid the seemingly hard ground, which is actually a slump in the mud that can be stepped on.

The Bronze Giant Serpent was the strongest thug in Tang Mo's hands at this stage, and it was also the guarantee that he had enough confidence to go deep into the temple. The fact is also the same, even if the five bronze giant snakes can't defeat their opponents at this stage, Tang Mo is sure to retreat with all their bodies. Aside from the fact that a giant snake was easily killed by a skeleton giant in an unknown place, he did not encounter any particularly powerful enemies. Even if they encounter the elite team of Afterglow City, they can confidently use the bronze giant snake and the spells they have mastered.

But Tang Mo never expected that the so-called ruins would be in the depths of the White Bone Swamp. The swamp is a terrain that can be a headache for any outsider except for the creatures and the undead who are already active here. Not only do you have to carefully avoid every trap and avoid the sight of those swamp predators, but even more painfully, you can't travel through it quickly. Mounts or something, too, are difficult to ride, ordinary horses are easier targets for predators, and the miasma in the swamp is not something that these delicate animals can adapt to. Most of the strong special mounts are also difficult due to their huge size and weight that are not suitable for traveling in swampy terrain.

Although the Bronze Serpent is not a mount, it happens to be a huge and heavy type. They are good at climbing and burrowing, but unfortunately they are not useful in swampy areas, and it is impossible to climb out of the muddy mire with a weight of up to 500 kilograms, unless they are attached to a wind system.

The bronze giant snake is expensive, and each one is worth 100,000 gold coins just for raw materials. What's even more troublesome is that it is useless to have money, if you want to be able to make a bronze giant snake by yourself, Tang Mo feels that if you have that time, it is better for you to learn a few more spells to be realistic. accidentally lost a bronze giant snake, Tang Mo was already bleeding from heartache, but he didn't want to continue to lose in these quagmires inexplicably. In desperation, Tang Mo had no choice but to put away the bronze giant snake, and then he could only rely on himself!

Compared with the white bone swamp outside, the visibility of the red leaf swamp is much better, there is not so much fog, and people with good eyesight in many places have no problem at a distance of two or three hundred meters. However, it's not all fog that obscures the view, miasma or similar poisonous gases are scattered all over the place, so it's still a dangerous place overall. The only thing that is fortunate is that there don't seem to be any undead here.

In this environment, as a "crispy" mage, the most important thing is, of course, to hide yourself. In fact, not only mages, but any creature with qualified intelligence would wisely choose to do so.

Tang Mo quickly chose a suitable spell - the Hidden Mist Technique! The best way to hide a drop of water is to put it into the sea, and in this foggy climate, the best way to hide is of course to create a controllable mist to hide himself! The Hidden Mist Technique is a level 1 spell, and the effect is to create a cloud with a radius of 20 meters to cover himself. Creatures outside the clouds will only see such a cloud, and even if they enter the clouds, they can only see a distance of five meters. The caster can roughly sense what is going on inside the clouds, depending on the caster's proficiency and mind control.

"Damn the swamp!" Clifford cursed the damn place. It's been a terrible time lately, and Clifford feels like he's run out of luck since being coerced and lured by Afterglow's elite army. To be precise, since he was hired by Ferdinand, bad luck has begun, and this is all caused by greed, and the shiny gold coins are really not so easy to take!

In the sewers, the Iris mercenary group was beaten by the elite guards led by Count Constantine and collapsed. Not only did most of the casualties, but even the two mages were separated, and of course it is possible that they escaped. Clifford didn't blame Ben and Andy, in that case, they were already unable to protect themselves, and without the protection of the warriors, it would be difficult for the mages to confront the enemy head-on.

This is really too powerful for the enemy, those warriors are skilled in martial arts, and have tacit cooperation, whether it is individual martial arts or team combat skills, they are not comparable to the mercenary group of Ye Luzi. In particular, the captains who took the lead in the charge were completely like sharp spearheads, directly cutting through the formation of irises, even with the help of those assassins, they couldn't resist it.

But none of this is worth mentioning, and Clifford understands that the most dangerous is the Count of Constantine himself. This man had heard that he was only close to the golden class, but Clifford dared to vouch for the honor of a warrior that he must have crossed that line long ago. The man just stood very quietly at the back of the line, giving out a few orders from time to time, but the coercion could not be concealed. Probably he didn't want to hide it, in the eyes of the earl, the mercenaries of Iris were already some dead people.

Clifford, who was still half a step away from the seniors, made a wise decision to disperse and evacuate. It was a painful decision, and from that time on, the fate of the dissolution of Iris was inevitable.

But it wasn't over yet, and between the three passages, Clifford didn't think much of it, and he rushed headlong into the path of light in the middle with the remnants of a dozen people. Because of the path that Melansha took with her subordinates before, no matter what, as long as she still has a breath, the contract must be fulfilled!

The teleportation array at the end of the passage is not very precise, but it only roughly sends people to the edge of the Momiji Swamp. At this point, there is no way out, because the periphery is an endless swamp of white bones, even if you want to exit, you will not enter there to break in, and if you get lost in it, you will just die in vain.

Clifford didn't want to die in vain, but his luck wasn't good, and the magical portal opened in the lair of a group of tentacles. The humans who looked at each other and the surprise monsters who came to the door with food soon fought, and some of the tentacle monsters who were huddled around the perimeter cleverly stepped through the portal that had not yet closed and entered the sewers.

They were lucky not to meet the Count's pursuers, but they were also unfortunate - they chose the wrong opponent. On behalf of Deathknell City, Tang Mo cleanly solved these monsters that accidentally broke in, and also collected a lot of good materials for killing people and stealing goods.

The tentacle monster looks like a very evil monster at a glance, but evil doesn't mean it's necessarily strong, and whether it's strong or not is relative. The ferocious monsters for ordinary people and the fleur-de-lis mercenaries who seem weak in the face of Count Constantine, win or lose after a wave of heads.

It was a fool's choice to challenge the Tentacles at an average level 3 and go head-to-head with the mercenaries led by Clifford, who had already stepped into the Silver Realm with one foot. Perhaps they were dizzy from the excitement of the food that was suddenly delivered to the door, or they were angry at being invaded into the lair, or they were too hasty to think about it, and the tentacles abandoned their habit of not fighting the team head-on and only attacking the lone unlucky ghost, and came to a vigorous duel.

As a result, the tentacles were all wiped out, and more than a dozen tentacles were not spared, and the mercenaries also paid the price of two deaths, one seriously injured and one lightly injured. The mercenaries were helpless, this kind of senseless battle was the most wronged, but unfortunately the "masters" were too hospitable, and it seemed that they didn't seem to have the idea of letting the uninvited guests leave casually, so they had to pinch their noses and go on a fierce exercise.

Having managed to escape the tentacle lair, Clifford and his men find themselves in a new crisis - they are being targeted by a group of predators! They don't realize when the predators have become interested in them, until a pair of orange eyes appear in the dark night, and the mercenaries realize that they are surrounded.

Nearly twenty predators, Clifford didn't know what kind of monster it was, the sky had already darkened, and the fog and night had become a natural cover for these predators. They obviously have abilities such as dim vision and dark vision, without which they cannot hunt prey in a dark environment, and of course it doesn't matter if they don't have sight in the first place, such as tentacle monsters.

Completing the siege so silently in swampy terrain is more likely to have the skill "swamp travel", which can travel in swampy and muddy environments without slowing down. This is even more disadvantageous for human mercenaries, the darkness and swamp are both opponents' weapons, and the only thing you can rely on is the sword in your hand!

The "hunters" are very patient, and they know very well that the "food" in front of them will not be caught, and they don't care about spending more time than they like the smell of humanoid meat. From time to time, some hunters sneaked around with their eyes closed, only to find that some of the yellow dots had suddenly disappeared, and after a while a new one appeared in another location, and it was not known if it was the one that had disappeared before.

The long stalemate caused a lot of pressure on the mercenaries, and their spirits became more and more tense. A series of battles had exhausted their spirits, and if it weren't for the prestige that Clifford had built up for so long, the mercenaries would have collapsed.

"Retreat, go back to the lair of those monsters. "Clifford understands that everyone is tired, and the environment is not dominant, so the only way to do this is to delay until dawn. Clifford personally charged to open a gap that allowed the mercenaries to return the way they came, but luckily it wasn't too far, otherwise one or two would have been lost in the swamp. The trappers were in hot pursuit, and the broken mercenaries were soon unable to resist, and Clifford had to take on the role of firefighter himself. At this time, he missed the days when there were two mages, who always had a way to deal with these strange conditions and creatures.