"Time and time again, we're either in a dark dungeon or in a damp tomb, Rod, I promise I won't want to go back to these places after this outing. ”

Walking in the depths of the dark tombs, Yeskovich kept whining, shamans rarely did this, and if he began to complain, it proved that he could not stand it anymore, a person who had lived in the forest for a long time, a person who had been in close contact with nature for a long time, for a month in the company of corpses and bed bugs, in the company of these filthy and dark underground spaces, this feeling was terrible.

However, Rod was not feeling well, both himself and Yeskovich were still injured, Caroline was recuperating at the farmer's house, and did not follow, and the whole team was pulled to this point, and it was broken. If it weren't for the new addition of Diego the Witch Hunter, the only one in the team would be the Dwarven Butcher Bogur. It's also funny to say that a man who rushed into the enemy group at the beginning of the battle and sent him to his death survived to the end intact...... Fate creates man, it can only be said that way.

Thanks to a guide, it took only a week for Rhodes and his gang to get from the Crypt of Cipher Whispers to the bleak tombs.

According to Patrick, the Soulbound Dagger is hidden in the depths of this tomb that does not see the light of day. To Rhode's surprise, the owner of the pharmacy knew the path in the tomb well, presumably he had tried several times to get this artifact, but maybe as he said, with his strength, he couldn't get it. So, ask an outsider to grab it?

Rhodes had such concerns, after all, this guy didn't look so normal. A person who secretly pays attention to himself in the shadows is never a good thing. Only, for now, their purpose is the same.

"Familiar ...... rancid smell ......"

The dwarf Bogur walked ahead, kicked away a dead man's skull, and muttered.

"That is, this was originally a tomb, I should say a deserted tomb. It's been hundreds of years, and no one has been here. Anyway, I don't know. ”

Guide, Patrick, said.

"Why is that dagger hidden in this place?"

Rhodes asked. He swept away the dense cobwebs above his head, and some of the dried insect corpses immediately fell. There are even the remains of some small animals, which look extremely disgusting.

"This question is a bit complicated...... the guide glanced at Rhodes and said nonchalantly, "because of the special properties of the Soul Binding Dagger." As I told you, the most powerful thing about this weapon is that it binds the soul, and if you are stabbed, you will die, and the soul of the deceased will be permanently attached to this dagger. Such a powerful weapon will naturally attract the attention of some people, and as far as I know, it has changed hands many times. We're lucky, and now, the weapon just happened to fall on Kislev, and a lowly necromancer held it. You know, necromancers are monsters who love to study some psychic spells, and this dagger not only gives them great power, but also allows them to use it to enslave souls. It's evil, isn't it? So we have to stop him. ”

Patrick spoke eloquently, as if he had a sense of justice that could not be exhausted. Diego, on the other hand, stared at him with a cold gaze. Witch hunters seem to have an innate ability to recognize lies. He just looked at it like that and didn't speak.

"Necromancer...... Sounds good. I don't know if it's enough, so I'll cut it twice. ”

Bogur looked back and grinned.

"I'll guarantee he'll have enough for you to drink. ”

......

"Then why in Kislev? I mean why did the dagger and the necromancer with it end up in Kislev?"

Rod pressed on. The picture is broadcast all over the world

"The question is obvious, where are we now?"

"Tomb ......"

"That's right, the tombs have the most dead people, and the necromancer's favorite thing is these rotting corpses, where they can do all kinds of research, power, knowledge, these are the things they are after. Of course, the most important point is that Kislev has a high concentration of deathwinds...... It can create a large army of the undead to serve the caster......"

Patrick's words are like a story, and I have to say that there are no flaws in the logic of this story. But this also made Rhodes doubt his identity on the other hand. Why does a pharmacy owner know so much?

"Wait, there's a situation. ”

Suddenly, Diego stopped the crowd. The witch hunter's keen sense of perceptual skills made him sense danger coming. Having worked with all kinds of chaotic and undead creatures over the years, he has long cultivated a strong professional quality.

"Looks like our arrival has disturbed the necromancer. ”

Diego said, taking out a bottle of red potion from his coat, nibbling on the cork, and about to drink it, but the dwarven butcher said sarcastically—

"Can't you be brave and don't rely on that?"

"Potions are weapons to me, if you don't use weapons, are you a fool?"

The witch hunter casually pushed back Bogul's words, and the butcher looked angry, and no longer reasoned with Diego, but directly picked up his axe and rushed forward. Around the corner, a large wave of skeletons appeared...... At the same time, deep in the depths of the tomb, the terrible chant of the necromancer sounded.

Fortunately, everyone was prepared before entering the tomb. Moreover, this is not the first time that such a picture has been encountered. Face hundreds of enemies with a crippled body. For a moment, Rhodes felt that the battle had entered its final white-hot phase. And the key to the reversal of this battle may lie in that legendary-level artifact.

"In Thor's name!"

Dragging his tired body, Rhodes roared and rushed forward. Beside him, there are also exhausted comrades......

Wielding two double-edged axes, Bogur spun a storm dance among the skulls. Yeskovich held his combat staff in both hands, one stick at a time, and knocked all the skeletons and zombies that came close to him to their stomachs. The witch hunter fired his bow left and right, with a gun in one hand and a sword in the other, and after stabbing the belly of a zombie, he shot at another skeleton behind him at close range, and the bullet pierced the skull, and the bones were smashed to pieces.

A half-crippled skeleton dragged a rusty iron sword towards Rod, who dodged sideways, and at the same time, the huge battle axe slashed down from the back of its neck, without a trace of blood, and Sen Sen's white bones were directly chopped in two, and he fell down like a stumble.

He bent down again to dodge the bite of another skeleton, and the great axe in his hand slashed upwards. An arc flashed, and the tomahawk shattered the skeleton's sternum, shattering the skeleton as well.

Bones splattered.

Since they had been buried in the ground for hundreds of years, many of the skeletons had not even a trace of flesh and blood, and had already been corroded in the dusty ground, and some were only white bones. The few zombies may have been recently killed by the Necromancer and dragged in for research.

However, soon, the owner of the tomb walked out of the deep stone corridor, and the scene in front of him made Rod gasp, this old man was the same as he had seen in his dream a few days ago - half human, half of his body had long since withered, his face was even generally white bones, and his two eyes were like ghosts blooming a terrible red light in the dark tomb.