The murmuring sound of the dark river around the two of them spread far away in the empty crypt. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Both of them fell silent for a moment.

The barbarian regretted that he had taken his people away, and now he had to stalemate with the badly injured mage. Byron made up his mind and stepped back, his mana had fallen to a low level, and he was no match for this brute in hand-to-hand combat.

The barbarian spoke first: "Master Mage, your injuries are very serious. ”

"It's none of your business, caveman. ”

The brute could hear the impatience in Byron's tone, and cavemen were insulting words on the surface. But he didn't get angry either, but threw one of the rings in his hand over.

With a clang, the inky black ring landed in front of Byron.

"Master Mage, this is a Freedom of Movement Ring. There was some reluctance on the face of the barbarian.

Byron only glanced out of the corner of his eye, then stared at the brute. He knew that this ring, which was enchanted with a ring of transformation spells, could move freely and make people's bodies more flexible.

But that didn't dispel his doubts, what did this brute want to do?

"State your purpose. ”

"Helping a fallen mage is always a good investment, isn't it?"

Byron raised his eyebrows, isn't it because of you that he is in trouble?

The barbarian continued: "Moreover, the Dark Region is a very dangerous place, and I think Master Mage has already experienced it, so you must have begun to miss the bustling surface world, right?"

An idea seemed to pierce a light through the darkness, and Byron immediately knew what the brute was trying to do: he was soliciting himself!

The path to the temple would be found by the cavemen, and it was almost impossible for Byron to find another way to the earthly realm in this swarthy underground, and the best way to do that was to turn to the brute for help.

The other party obviously thought of this as well, so he wanted to envelop himself with a worthless ring.

However, Byron did not intend to lure them to Vic, although they would open the "Gates of the Underworld" sooner or later, but I am afraid that the necromancer would be the first thing they would encounter.

Byron nodded, he did begin to miss the surface: "The opening command of this ring." ”

The brute shook his head: "I don't know, but you must have a way to find out the secret of this ring." ”

hehe

Byron sneered, the other party had made up his mind to tie himself with this ring. He crouched down and picked up the ring, looking at the brute cautiously.

As soon as he touched the ring, the old-fashioned language of the machine sounded in his head: whether to wear the freedom of movement ring or not.

"Yes"

The ring was a bit big, and Byron had to put it on his thumb, so he had an extra set of dark blue data in his eyes.

【Freedom of Movement Ring】

Equipment Position: Thumb

Trait: Acrobatics +2 (1 minute)

Frequency: 2/2 (daily)

Enable command: Acce

A faint smile appeared on Byron's face, and he slipped the dagger back into his waist and relaxed. This damn system is still somewhat useful occasionally.

The barbarian waited for him to put on the ring, and then said, "Why don't you go to the surface with us?" You can be the sacrifice of my clan, the high priest has been annoyed by those little ones lately, and it should be nice to have one more person to help. ”

Byron shook his head and refused, "I'm not interested in having children." "It's really whimsical that this barbarian wants to let him help him train a mage apprentice.

Then he walked forward on his own, as if he did not take the brute in his eyes.

A trace of anger appeared on the barbarian's face, and he forcibly suppressed the idea of making a move, turned sideways, and faced Byron: "Master Mage, investment must always see a return. ”

"Oh, I see, the Temple of Death is dangerous, so be careful. ”

The barbarian's right hand touched the stone mace on his waist.

Byron curled the corners of his mouth: "This ring, of course, is from the hand of a mage. ”

The brute furrowed his thick black eyebrows, not knowing what he was doing with this nonsense.

"The ring wasn't for himself, but for a certain warrior who used a quote as a command to open the ring. ”

The barbarian frowned deeply, a spell was divided into: a quotation, a main spell, and a control statement, which he only knew by chance. There are countless variations of the quote, and are the other person sure they can find the right one?

It was, the mage's whisper ringing in his ears.

“Acce”

The intense uneasiness caused the barbarian to retreat into the darkness.

The azure light surrounded Byron, and he smiled slightly and asked, "What's your name?" ”

After a second of silence, the brute said, "Alger." ”

"Byron, watch out for necromancers. After saying that, Byron ran towards the upper reaches of the Dark River, humans are very tasty food for the stone-blind barbarians. Alger may be able to resist the temptation to stop him, but there will always be idiots in his people who are controlled by their appetites.

Follow him to the barbarians, Byron immediately denied it at the beginning.

The spell of "free movement" did not radically speed up Byron. But his agility allowed him to walk as fast as he walked on the undulating gravel ground.

Alger's face changed dramatically, there was a necromancer in the temple, and the brute turned around and climbed up the cliff as fast as he could.

Centuries ago, these mages who manipulated dead bodies did not have the notoriety they do today. After the year of sleeplessness, the Demon Moon fell, and countless gods fell from the sky like meteors. These mages began to act unscrupulously and committed many heinous crimes.

And the god they believe in and worship, the King of the Eternal Night, crossed over from the world of death, and successively killed the "King of the Dead" and "King of Black Blood" hiding in the Northland, and picked up the priesthood of the two gods, death and bloodthirsty.

He ignited the divine fire in the world of death and directly ascended to the peak of the dark world.

Countless undead flocked to the Northlands, turning Selby's entire country to death, and establishing the god's kingdom on earth there.

The reckless newborn deity soon stood in opposition to the gods, and any existence on the main plane that had anything to do with the deity became a rat in the street.

A few hours later, the roar of a waterfall was heard in front of him, and Byron was in good spirits, and if he guessed correctly, he was now at the foot of the Old Bone Mountain.

He remembered hearing it in the goblin caverns, and if he looked carefully, he would find his way out.

The passage ahead became narrower and narrower, and soon, in front of the waterfall about 10 meters high, there was no rush to climb up.

For he was not sure whether he was above or below the waterfall in the Goblin Cavern, which was surrounded by stone walls on the left and empty darkness on the right, with undulating rocks completely obscuring his vision.

As soon as he had the idea of probing, a loud scream came from above the waterfall, and the waterfall was red with blood, and a goblin corpse slammed down the water from above, swinging back and forth between a stone directly below the waterfall.