Boiling can't speak, but the communication of the consciousness layer lets Sandpaper know his reply.

"I don't think it's too big, but it's really not suitable for use here. If we blow this place up, we won't be able to go back. Now let's go to Miss Sunny Sky and Kestrels.

Hey! They're here, so fast. ”

Sandpaper and kestrel have a unique perceptual connection and can locate each other in this maze.

Clear Sky walked over on gravel, she didn't expect Sandpaper to end the battle so quickly. The combination of this violent girl and the boiling of war machinery seems to be more suitable for the play of sandpaper.

Between the rubble, the torn limbs of the undead quickly reassembled. Without the control of the Abyss Mage, the undead were free, and instead of attacking the Sky Skies, they all hid in the rooms on either side of the cloister.

Clear Sky could feel that these undead were not leaving, they were hiding in the shadows, as if waiting for something.

"Sandpaper, don't act alone next time you encounter an emergency. Fortunately, this time I met an abyss mage, if it was the Abyss Apostle Potlem, you and Boiling would definitely suffer. ”

Sandpaper sometimes even Luke dares to scare, but he listens to the clear sky very much. Her hair drooped down as if she had been taught a puppy, "I see, Miss Weatherlight." Next time I definitely won't go it alone again......"

"It's good to be obedient...... But you and the boiling dry is excellent. Killing an Abyss Mage would have allowed us to deal with one less enemy, and we would be sure that Potlem was here.

We just need to find him slowly. ”

Complimented by Clear Sky, Sandpaper's hair stood up again: "Find Popelem and let me take the lead with Boiling." The boiling performance is very good, and I went back to reward my sister with a special blend of oil. ”

Boiling raised his hands and swayed, looking very happy.

Then the kestrel said, "Miss Sunny Sky, the undead who has been following us has come......"

Everyone looked in the direction the kestrel was pointing, and the searchlight on the boiling shoulders shone through. In the middle of the cloister stood a man, dressed in the robes of a magical apprentice from the Oulu Academy from a hundred years ago, shielding his hands from the glare that shone from him.

A portion of the light penetrated through his body, revealing that he was not an entity, but an embodied ghost.

The ghost said, "I have no malicious ......"

The clear sky moved the beam of the boiling searchlight slightly, and the other party lowered his hand to reveal his appearance. A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy with beautiful chestnut curls.

"Who are you? What should I say about my identity and why I have been following us. ”

"My name is Lermondo, an undead. This may be what I was like when I was alive, after all, as an undead ghost, I don't remember what happened before I was born......" Lemondo slowly approached: "Are you looking for the mages who invaded here?" I can help you. ”

"Stand still!" Clear Sky warns the approaching undead: "Although I can't kill you here, I can seal you." Do you know where those mages are? ”

Le Mondo immediately stood still, and he replied, "They are on the third level, I can take you there, and I can also help you." ”

Clear Sky did not let her guard down, and she asked Lermondo, "Why do you want to help us." To you, they are invaders, and so are we. ”

Lemondo replied indignantly: "When they came in, they went on a hunt for the undead here. Most of the undead were sealed away by them, and only a few hid to escape their hunt.

They also captured Jefferney.

We all hope that you will get rid of those mages and restore peace here. ”

As Le Mondo spoke, some of the undead came out of the houses on either side, as if willing to help.

Clear Sky continued to ask, "Who is Jenverny?" ”

"She's not like us...... "she's not the dead, she's our companion, telling us the stories of our lives." ”

Bruce Ben was surprised: "Is there anyone alive in the student dormitory that sank underground? It's impossible, one can't live here for more than a hundred years, are you sure Jenverni isn't an undead? ”

"We're sure she's not an undead, she has memories."

Bruce Ban, who was confirmed, said to Clear Sky, "We have to save her...... Oh, my God! There is someone who has been buried since a hundred years ago, and it is hard to imagine how she spends her time here. ”

"Yes, we must save her." Clear Sky said to Lermondo, "Rescuing Janverie and the other undead does not conflict with the purpose of our visit, we can help each other to make things go more smoothly."

Lemondo, you can show us the way, and don't follow the other undead. Your power will only get in the way of us. ”

"Yes, mighty elves."

Le Mondo agrees with what Clear Sky said, in addition to the infinite resurrection of the undead here, the combat power is a scum.

With the exception of Lemondo, the other undead retreated into the rooms on either side, and the cloister was much quieter.

"Let's go...... It's almost dawn. I tried to finish work before dawn, and after a busy day, I was also sleepy. "Clear Sky looks at my battery level, and I still have 70 percent left.

"Yes, please come with me."

Lemondo turned and walked backwards, and with a wave of his hand in the clear sky, sandpaper and boiling followed. The others followed their previous formation, keeping their guard and moving forward.

There is no need to search room to room, and the speed of the team is much faster. Walking through a corridor and through a flight of stairs, the group reached the third floor. Boiling lights illuminated the dark cloister, and some green ghostly fires appeared on the walls on either side, as if to point them in the right direction.

Just about fifty meters ahead, a black curtain blocked the light. There was a black flame dancing on the black curtain, and it devoured all other light, as if there was another world on the other side.

"Miss Sunny Sky ......" sandpaper found an anomaly in front of him: "My perception can't penetrate that layer of darkness, and the other party is very powerful." ”

Lemondo also said, "Those mages are over there. ”

"I see...... Sunny Sky said to the team, "it's a unique space created by Potlem using arcane arts, and it should contain powerful undead spirits created by arcane arts, as well as very shady illusions.

Don't run around after you go in with me, especially Professor Ban, you have the lowest mental power and are the most susceptible to illusions. ”

Bruce Ben clutched his magic wand tightly, "Yes, Professor Weather, I'm not going to drag you down." ”

"Good! Now that Potlime has opened a copy for us, I'm going to take you inside and sweep it down. ”

Sunny Sky led the group to the front, and the others followed closely behind her.

As the distance closed, the beam of the boiling searchlight still couldn't penetrate the dark curtain. The beating fires on the black curtain are clearer, like hands with teeth and claws, pulling all intruders into the endless abyss.

Walking to the front of the black curtain, Clear Sky took out the Canggu Rock Machete, and the level was pushed down to 80.

Her eyes turned icy and her right arm glowed with a white glow as a holy grail appeared above her head and a blessing was shed. A layer of half-armor begins to attach to the arm, and patterns appear on the cheeks.

The surging divine energy shone forward, and the dark curtain that could not be penetrated by the searchlight beam recessed inward, and a passage appeared in front of the clear sky.

Qingtian, who had entered a state of extreme calm, did not say much and walked into the passage. The others were surprised to see the change of clothes in the clear sky, and they all walked in.

Through the dark curtain, there is no longer the cloister of the dormitory building, but a closed hall.

Except for the clear sky, everyone was shocked at what they saw.

"This is the secret word: the royal court of the tomb." The clear sky reminded people who had never seen anything like it.

This palatial chamber is extremely spacious, with eighteen stout stone pillars supporting a towering vault. The walls of the burial chamber are beautifully carved with frescoes, people and animals come to life, and the eyes are inlaid with brilliant gemstones.

At the end of the burial chamber palace is a high platform on which stands a throne. At this moment, Potlaim sat on the throne, with one hand on his chin, a crown on his head, his eyes shining red, and he looked down on the people below with great pride.

"Miss Sunny Sky, you're surprising to me!" Potlem's voice pressed from top to bottom, and the momentum brought a gale of wind: "You can accurately say this secret technique that I specially developed for myself, I doubt that you were once an abyss mage, otherwise how would you know so many of our secrets!" ”

Potlem's other hand tapped at a slow pace on the armrest of the throne.

Knock knock knock...... In the empty burial chamber, the main hall was very loud and harsh. At the same time, the gems on the walls that serve as eyes also glow and shine with the rhythm.

The voices grew louder and louder, as if a well-trained army was marching in order.

"Doubt it as much as you want now, and don't doubt it when you're dead." Clear Sky quickly took out a cardboard box from the space backpack and said to Bruce Ban, "See that wall behind us?" Replace the gems that I have brought with you the ones that are your eyes.

Time is running out, be quick! ”

"Yes, Professor Weathersky." Bruce Ban turned around with the cardboard box, and behind him was not the dark curtain they had walked into, but the walls of a burial chamber. There are also many fresco sculptures on this wall, and the eyes of the figures and animals are sparkling gems.

Bruce Ban opened the cardboard box, and it was full of obsidian. He used magic to warp a gem out of the wall, then used shaping magic to trim a piece of obsidian into the right shape and size, and then embedded it in its original place.

As a former teaching assistant in the Alchemy Faculty and in charge of alchemy material processing, Bruce Ban is very handy at handling this kind of work. Moreover, he could see that a large arcane language was underway, and what Professor Sunny Sky had asked him to do must be to influence the release of this arcane language.

It must be done quickly, and the new Arcane must be laid out before the Arcane Word is truly released.

Seeing Bruce Ban's movements, Portlem finally couldn't continue to pretend calmly. He tapped the armrest faster, and asked Clear Sky, "You, how can you understand this secret language!" Who the hell are you! ”

"Prepare for battle, a large group of enemies is approaching." Clear Sky whispered a reminder to Sandpaper and Kestrels, then walked forward with a knife. She teleported to the bottom of the high platform, stepped up the steps, and walked towards the Potleime on the throne at the end: "I...... Understands more than you think. ”

Clear Sky stretched out her hand, and the Book of Calamity floated above her palm.

Seeing the Book of Calamity, the red light in Poolem's eyes instantly focused. And at this time, the secret words he had prepared had reached the moment when they had to be released.

Poolem stopped tapping his hand and flipped over his palm, a shriveled brain floating in his palm.

"Secret Words: The Dark Knight's Finale!"

"Secret Words: The Dark Knight's Finale!"

Potlem on the throne and Clear Sky walking up the stairs while speaking secret words. The shriveled brain turned to powder in Potlem's hands and vanished, while his eyes remained fixed on the Book of Calamity.

"So the Book of Calamity can be used like this."

Clear Sky smiled and took back the Book of Calamity: "Surprised? Want it! Beat me, this book is not your ......"

At this time, the entire burial chamber hall let out a huge roar, and the four walls cracked and flipped over, and behind the walls were the army of the Dark Knights who were waiting for them.

Once the wall door of the burial chamber was fully opened, a neat line of Dark Knights marched in and out. The undead horse was clad in black glowing horse armor, and the knight on the throne was also wearing black full-body armor, and he held a long-handled horse chopping knife in his hand.

Rows of Dark Knights walked out from behind the wall doors, neatly copied and pasted.

Bruce Ban, who was standing by the wall, was forced to retreat again and again by the Dark Knight who came out in front of him. Behind him, Sandpaper, Kestrels, Boiling, and Sally all pulled out their weapons at the same time, ready to attack the oncoming Dark Knight.

Bruce Ban hurried to stop: "No, no, no, don't attack them." They're on our side! Look at their eyes, unlike the eyes of the other three directions of the Dark Knight! ”

Sandpaper They were reminded to look at the Dark Knight in the other three directions, the eyes of those Dark Knight helmets were all blood red, and although the eyes of the Dark Knight in their own direction were also red, they seemed to be red with a layer of dark lenses.

"What happened? How did the Dark Knights summoned by these Abyss Apostles become ours? ”

Faced with Sandpaper's question, Bruce Ben also said that he didn't know: "This is the magic of Professor Clear Sky, the secret language she has mastered is like the stars in the night sky." If time is enough, I think Professor Weatherweather can turn all the Dark Knights here into our side. ”

When Sandpaper also wanted to express some feelings, Kestrel reminded: "If you have any questions, please ask Miss Sunny Sky after the fight, the battle has begun!" ”

Once all the Dark Knights had walked out, the wall door behind them closed, and all the gems representing the eyes on the mural were gone.

Then the Dark Knight raised his sword and urged the horses to speed up. The horse's hooves thundered, the ground shook violently, four black torrents collided together, and steel and steel hedged with a sonorous sound.

There was no shouting in the battle between the undead, only cold blades that swung and fell.

On the high platform, the clear sky flashed again, and it was already in front of Poolem.

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