"What's going on?"

Keno Delson frowned and put away his sword and walked quickly in the direction of Philen, "Mr. Philen? ”

Unable to get a response, Philon grimaced and swept away the sand beneath the earthen wall with his feet, which quickly sank in, revealing dark holes.

"This cave is your discovery?"

Keno Delson glanced at the black hole, showing a little joy, sure enough, he was not wrong, and in a short time, Philon found the hidden passage.

"It's dug up by bugs, but if there's bugs in there, we'll be attacked when we get close."

Philon said to himself, "The swarm has left, something must have invaded their lair..."

"I have to go down."

Philan shifted his words and looked at Keno Delson.

"Wait."

The strong arm grabbed Philen's shoulder, making him a little stunned.

"It's good to be confident, but I prefer to be cautious."

Keno Delson turned his head to look at the soldiers on standby next to him, "Ready, let's go down with Mr. Philon." ”

"It's not really necessary."

Philen shook his head, "Sometimes it's inconvenient to have too many people. ”

"I can understand your thoughts, Mr. Philon."

Keno Delson waved his hand, "Neither the soldiers nor I will disturb your work, but as a commissioner, I have to see for myself what is going on under the cave." ”

If it were all up to Philen, it would not be Keno Delson who would have come to negotiate this time, but a well-spoken civil official.

"Okay."

Philon nodded, and took some of the tools the soldier had handed him.

"Besides, those leopard orc monsters..."

Keno Delson hesitated, it was still his responsibility for the accident just now, and ordered the soldiers to investigate the monsters, but he didn't even touch the shadow of those leopard orc scouts.

"Just hiding next to the ruins, they are wounded, they should have run away."

Philen didn't care.

Soon, three soldiers were at the front, and Philon and Keno Delson followed closely with the rest of the soldiers.

Someone subconsciously lit a torch.

"Put out the torches."

Several soldiers hesitated for a moment, but still listened to Philon's orders.

Underground caverns often contain flammable substances that explode at the slightest spark, and Philen is vigilant about this.

However, Philen prepared additional lighting props, some glowing stones.

The passage was slippery and the vision dim, and they moved forward carefully, and time passed little by little.

Suddenly, a brick wall appeared in front of me, blocking the way.

"Tombs, ruins?"

Philon exclaimed in surprise, it seemed that the sandworm had dug up something terrible. The association between ruins and tombs is terrifying, and all kinds of evil spirits and corpses hide in them.

Not to mention that there could be a lair of other monsters here.

"There is more than one such passage, and the missing soldiers and professionals should be in the graves."

"I see."

Two soldiers, under the command of Keno Delson, wielded a sledgehammer and smashed the brick wall, and with a bang, the broken bricks rolled to the ground and they entered the wall.

The deep breath came to my face, and it felt like I had fallen into some swamp.

"This is..."

With the faint glow of light, Philon carefully examined the patterns on the walls.

"I don't know much about the culture of the Aranok region, Keno Delson, come and have a look."

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, I'm a former Canduran."

"It's a shame."

Remembering the pattern, Philon looked around and smelled danger.

"Be careful."

As soon as the words fell, the friction sound of the stone mechanism moving sounded in front of him, and the phantom of light blue and light yellow floated out, just nine ghosts, feeling the breath of the living, and screamed.

"Ghost monsters, that's tricky."

"The iron sword has no effect on them, prepare to retreat."

Keno Delson was well-informed and recognized the ghosts, who didn't move very quickly, and they quickly followed the same path back to the surface.

There is no danger.

Some flickering shadows could be seen looking towards the entrance of the passage, but they didn't seem to be able to leave the tomb and didn't chase to the ground.

"You seem familiar with those monsters?"

Philon's spanner was still confiscated, and to be honest, he was ready for battle just now, but he was dragged out by Keno.

"I've seen similar monsters when I'm in Canduras... It's not easy, I have to rush back to Jina City and report the situation first. ”

Keno Delson seemed reluctant to mention the monster, his eyes twinkling and he looked a little hesitant.

"Ha, that's really effortless."

Philon laughed and unsheathed his sword and patted Keno Delson's broad shoulder, "If only every business were as easy as this one, I've been through a fierce battle of ideas before..."

Before Keno Delson could respond, the surrounding sand suddenly exploded, and black shadows appeared in the whistling and windy sand.

It all happened so fast that the sand wind that swept through it seemed to have a spirit, separating him from Philen and some of the soldiers.

Several dark shadows swarmed up.

"Soldiers?" "Soldiers?!"

Keno's pupils constricted, his eyes narrowed, and his mouth was filled with sand after just a few shouts.

A low roar rang out behind him, and he drew his sword with great speed and turned, the blade cutting through the air, but not slashing anything.

Except for the flying sand.

"Huh?"

His eyes widened for a moment, looking straight ahead, and in his eyes, a translucent shadow swelled up and twisted into the shape of a demon in the flying dust.

There is a legend in Aranok that at dawn, the time of day and night, the boundaries between the worlds blur and people can see sand ghosts in the desert.

He did slash at the monster at that moment, but it was nothing more than the legendary monster made of sand.

The low roar got closer, and a translucent shadow slammed through Keno Delson's left arm, cutting it off. Blood gushed out, and he snorted and stepped back, but he felt his left leg tighten and the sky spinning.

Boom!!

There was a crash in his ears, and his consciousness sank into darkness.

Under the burning sky, the wind and sand continued to fly, and from a distance, it looked like a dark yellow whirlpool, engulfing the entire ruins.

Inside, Fei Lun smashed the sand ghost with a sword, rolled to the side of a stone poplar, and temporarily stabilized his footing.

"Damn, what are these things?"

He looked around vigilantly, and for some reason, the group of sand ghosts, which had been extremely vicious just now, was obviously afraid at this moment, and surrounded this stone poplar for a while, hiding in the wind and sand.

"Whew."

Philon wiped a handful of blood from his face, his face gloomy.

This can be regarded as a very dangerous business, and he has some regret for these unheard of sand ghosts.

"It's not worth dying here."

He took a deep breath and pulled out a small red bottle from his bosom.