This group of skeletons who followed their instincts rushed towards Byron who was standing at the front, and the two priests were behind, and the buffed "blessing technique" and "divine grace" fell on Byron in turn, making him like entering a no-man's land, chopping melons and chopping vegetables to dismantle several skeleton soldiers. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Leaning against the wall, Byron took a slight breath, looking at the rising pool of experience, he even had a desire to have a little more skeleton shelf.

However, it backfired, and they easily passed through the guardhouse, with three identical passages in front of them.

This time, even the old priest frowned.

In the end, the three of them still chose the road in front of them, and at the end of the walkway was a large empty room, and even the light of the oil lamp could not illuminate the walls on either side.

Byron took the lead and walked down the steps, and when he stepped on the flat ground, the sound of human voices was heard, and Byron looked up and saw a medium-sized arena in front of him, with the audience full of people, and in the center was a tall giant who roared and looked at him.

Cold sweat dripped from Byron's forehead, he took a step back, and the entire arena immediately fell silent, and the noisy crowd stopped shouting, but turned their heads stiffly, and Mu Ran's eyes followed him closely.

The next moment, a white beam of light pierced the illusion, and an old hand grabbed Byron, pulling hard, and he took a step back.

He still stood on the steps, his falling footsteps retracted, and the old priest pulled him tightly.

"It's a ghost realm, go. ”

Although it was not clear what the Undead Illusion was, the two priests began to retreat without hesitation, Byron followed closely, and the feeling of countless eyes staring at him silently just now was too oppressive.

The three of them returned to the fork, a grunt, grunt, heavy gasp with a heavy vibration coming from their right, and before they could react, a huge beast skull sprang out of the darkness.

Two huge fangs stretched from its alveolar bone to the front of its head, and its massive body filled almost the entire passage, but fortunately, several people were now at the fork, and they hurriedly threw themselves on the ground of another aisle, and the rumbling sound passed by and disappeared again. The beast skeleton didn't have time to turn, and went straight to the other end.

Only then did they have time to think about what kind of creature they had just seen.

"It's a wild boar, a ferocious wild boar. Pine stood up and dusted himself off.

Byron nodded in agreement, of course he wouldn't tell the young priest that he recognized the monster as the elephant of this world.

There was a tremor in the passage, but several people did not dare to walk around, and if the ferocious boar turned around in the next room and chased after them, they could still use this intersection to dodge. And if you go too far back, you are very likely to be overtaken and there is an arena of "Fantasy of the Dead" in front of you, a dead end. There is also a passage where wild boars come out, the distance is unknown, and everyone does not dare to risk it.

Pyne tapped the dagger with his index finger, and the spot immediately emitted a bright glow like the light of a torch, and then he threw the dagger towards the path where the ferocious boar was, and the dagger slid to a halt on the stone slab ground, where it was a 90-degree curve.

The ferocious boar's fangs were digging right between the cracks in the stone wall, and it was pulling back hard, hoping to pull its teeth out. The brilliance of the "Illumination" made its body tremble, and then the boar broke out in anger. Its four hooves slammed on the ground, its body swinging, and crashing into the walls of the hallway, fine sand leaking through the cracks in the stones above the heads of several people.

"It's not going to collapse, is it?" Byron subconsciously raised his head, a little worried.

After the "click" sound, the boar's fangs stuck in the crevice of the stone were snapped by itself. It tilted its head slightly, and the remaining fangs made a screeching sound against the stone wall. The soul flames in their eye sockets that should have been dark green have all turned fiery red, a sign of the wrath of the undead.

Byron tilted his head slightly and gave Pyne a strange look. The light technique can even anger the boss, this character.

Perhaps it was thought, or simply instinctual, the ferocious boar began to walk backwards.

"Don't let it come over. The old priest groped in the cloth bag he carried for a long time, took out a bottle of blessed holy water, pulled out the cork on the mouth of the bottle, and splashed the holy water inside at the skeleton boar.

The sound of cold oil pouring into a hot pot rang out in the passage for a long time, and the ferocious boar rushed forward again, slamming into the wall in a daze.

Several people breathed a sigh of relief, and the oppressive feeling brought by the huge size of the ferocious wild boar disappeared in an instant.

If it weren't for the fear of being injured by the wild boar's moving hooves, Byron couldn't help but go up and slash a few times, and the other party had now been demoted from the boss level to the status of a little sheep to be slaughtered in his heart.

In just a moment, the huge dry bone collapsed to the ground, and the black skeleton began to shake slightly, which was the reason why the power of the weak soul could not restrain the dark magic.

It's falling apart!

Ignoring the surprised looks of the two priests, Byron rushed forward, and slashed the boar's leg bone several times with the scimitar in his hand. Then he went around to its head again, stabbed the knife in his hand into the eye socket, and stirred it.

The old priest exclaimed, "Young man, I understand your disgust with these evil creatures, but matter cannot touch the fire of the soul. Only by smashing the skulls can you kill them"

Awkwardly retracted the scimitar, and sure enough, the boar's soul fire was still floating in the skull as always, but the dark green flame shrank a lot.

Afraid that it would stand up, Byron cut off the boar's head. Finally the old priest lent him his hammer.

I have to say that the hardness of these black bones that have been infected by negative energy is far greater than that of ordinary white bones. Even as he picked up the hammer and smashed it down, the boar's skull only made a muffled sound, leaving a shallow bone pit.

In the end, it was only after the old priest's magic skill, the "Blessing Weapon", increased the damage of the hammer to the undead, that he smashed the skull and gained a few points of experience. After completing the task of smashing the skull, Byron felt his hands numb and began to shake naturally.

"There's no need to kill it, our goal is to get the Lich's notes. Priest Pine noticed his strangeness and lectured him with a straight face.

"Isn't it the duty of the priests to destroy the undead?" Byron retorted with a cold snort in his heart.

The old priest sighed from the side, as if sighing for this unlearned adventurer, and he spoke, "Only the gods of the Lord of the Dawn and the Sun God, whose priesthood is born in opposition to death and darkness, will their followers be interested in killing these undead. ”

Although the old priest did not call the gods by their first names, Byron was keenly aware that there was no respect for the gods in his tone.

Nodding blankly, Byron's eyes began to drift, as if he noticed that he was distracted, the old priest shook his head, stopped speaking, and walked to the side alone.

And Byron stared at a set of pale blue data in his field of vision:

"I detected that 'Adrien' taught you [Religious Knowledge], and it takes 75 experience points to upgrade to level 1, do you want to learn?"

These skeletons are immune to cold, and it makes no sense to continue to raise the level of the Freezing Ray, and as for the rest of the flash technique, the biggest effect is probably that it can blind itself. And the illusion technique is even more useless to these skeleton shelves that can directly look at the fire of life through the soul boundary.

Byron pinched his teeth, doubting the power of the spell for the first time.

He gritted his teeth and took one last look at the 200 XP required to raise his wizard level to level 3, sinking into deep despair. So he chose without hesitation - yes.

Huge and superficial religious knowledge immediately flooded Byron's mind, and he shook his head, the illusion of his head swelling made him feel a little dizzy.

[Religious Knowledge (Level 1)] quietly appeared in Byron's data column, and he recalled the knowledge about the Lord of the Dawn a little, and the priesthood and camp of this god all appeared in his mind, and the old priest was right.

Byron's eyes refocused, the old man arranging his pockets while Pyne folded his arms and leaned against the wall, looking at him and sneering.

Did something happen?

"Are you ready to go?" Pyne walked over.

"Of course. Byron swung his scimitar and pushed the young priest away.

The corridor out of the ferocious boar leads to the room where the beast was kept in captivity, and it is a dead end, and they retreat towards the last unexplored passage.

Turning the corner, in the corridor in front, there were strange creatures crouching on the pedestal by the wall, the dim light of the fire was not very clear, the old priest threw the shining dagger over, and several stone statues as ugly as demons crouched on the stone platform, with wide bat wings behind their backs.

Byron immediately recognized their identities, having seen them on the Adventurers' Guild's monster challenge level leaderboard.

Gargoyles, challenge level 4, look like a winged statue in appearance, due to their special ability to make them completely stationary and look like statues.

Gargoyles do not need food, water, or air, and have dark vision (even in near-darkness). As a result, it is often seen by adventurers who haunt various ruins.

And what they like to do most is pretend that the statue is still and then attack suddenly. Of course, since the founding of the Adventurers' Guild, their tricks have become more and more difficult to succeed, and any adventurer knows that no matter where they are, they should not be taken lightly when they see these winged statues.

Gargoyles that can sense the approach of creatures by shaking must have woken up long ago, but they still stood motionless, apparently waiting for a few stupid humans to throw themselves into the net.

The sound of the word almost simultaneously made several gargoyles realize that they were exposed, and they flapped their wings and flew to the top of the hallway.

"They're going to swoop!" Byron raised his shield and rushed in front of the two priests, intending to stop their attack.