"That's what I want to say, how could it be you?" the black-robed man smiled and glanced at the five blades around his head, and smiled, "Can we talk in a different way?"

"I'm okay!" Roger got up, pulled the other man up, withdrew the blade of his left hand and hugged him, patting him on the back and saying, "It's good to see you, Murphy!"

"I think so too, it's good to see you again!" Murphy said with a smile as he patted him on the shoulder.

"Tell me, why are you here? where is Catherine?" asked Rogge, letting go of Murphy and looking him up and down.

"It's a long story, let's go find Catherine first, she'll go to a nearby room to find the weapon that was stolen by the black-robed man, and we can talk slowly on the way. ”

The two walked through the tomb together, exited through the gate on the other side, and walked down the corridor, on the way Murphy told Rog that after leaving the snake queen's palace, he followed the whereabouts of the black-robed man all the way, but was attacked by three black-robed men on the way.

During the struggle, Murphy killed two black-robed men and was seriously wounded himself, the scimitar broke in the fierce battle, and the bayonet scabbard was also lost, and finally he and the third black-robed man rolled down the hillside, and the black-robed man died by hitting his head against the stone, and he survived.

"This should be the most dangerous experience I've had since my debut, and even the poison and monsters of the Death Swamp are far less deadly than humans. Murphy said with a long sigh.

Rog nodded in agreement, and Murphy told Rog that he had been so badly injured that he had finally managed to save his life by relying on the potion he had brought with him to heal an old wound in his abdomen, and that after regaining some strength, he continued to Castle Thunder, only to arrive with the news that Tyrell had been burned to death.

"I hope you haven't lost the antidote to the venom of the Jumbo snake. Rog said, glancing at Murphy's body.

"Of course not, I think even if I can't save Tyrell, it will be useful, or I should return it to the Queen. Murphy said as he pulled out the crystal bottle containing the antidote.

"You're right," Rogge couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw the antidote, and nodded, "But Tyrell is not dead, let's talk about that later." ”

Murphy was pleasantly surprised to hear that Tyrell was not dead, and he told Rog that he had stumbled upon the traces of the black-robed man outside Thundercastle, and then followed him all the way into the mausoleum, killing a lone black-robed man and disguised himself to infiltrate the black-robed man to find out the insider.

"And then you saw Catherine who they had taken and mingled among them to find a chance to save her?" Rogge asked, knowing that.

"Yes, that's it, until I saved her, I found out that you had come with her with the priesthood, and if I had known that, I wouldn't have had to stay away from the priesthood at that time. Murphy shook his head regretfully.

Before the words fell, the ground suddenly shook violently, the two stopped and supported each other, and heard a loud noise not far behind them, and the ground collapsed again to create a big hole, a wall collapsed, and a large amount of earth and stone fell from the hole.

"It's getting more and more dangerous here, we need to get out of here!" When the shaking of the ground gradually stopped, Rogge and Murphy quickened their pace to the burial chamber where they had agreed to meet Catherine, only to find it empty.

"What's going on? is there something wrong?" said Murphy, looking around the empty burial chamber in surprise.

Rog sniffed the scent of the burial chamber and caught Catherine's scent, which was mixed with the scent of many others, and he looked down at the ground and saw a few stray footprints.

"I think someone came before us, and they might have bumped into Catherine who came to get her weapon, did Catherine have a weapon with her when she parted with you?" asked Rogge, looking back.

"She has a sword on her. Murphy replied.

"If so, maybe things aren't that bad!" Rogge beckoned to him, chasing Catherine's breath out of the tomb.

He said to Murphy as he walked: "There are no obvious signs of a fight in the room, if Catherine has a weapon to defend herself, then there are only two possibilities, either she is directly controlled by a sneak attack and has no chance to fight back, or she dodges these people and then quietly follows them." ”

"I hope it's the second one!" Murphy said with a sigh.

"I believe it's the second one!" replied Rogge in an unusually firm tone.

Murphy looked back at him suspiciously, surprised by his affirmation, but saw Rogge pointing ahead, and he looked back to see Catherine hiding in the darkness by a large door, looking intently.

"There seems to be a situation. Rogge whispered to Murphy.

The two of them took out their weapons and stepped forward lightly, Catherine heard the footsteps and suddenly turned her head and raised the sword in her hand, and saw that it was them who couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and hurriedly stepped forward to push them back.

"Hey baby, it's nice to see you're okay, now tell us, what's going on?" Rog asked, glancing at the door and looking at Catherine's nervous expression.

"Just now I went to the front of the tomb to look for my silver gun, and when I got to the door, I found that there were many black-robed people inside, and when I was escorted out of the tomb by the black-robed people before, there was no one left. Catherine said, glancing back in the direction of the burial chamber.

"What are they doing in there?" asked Rogge, concerned.

"I saw that they had packed all their weapons in wooden crates and brought them from the previous burial chamber to this burial chamber, and now they were loading weapons into the crates again, and I don't know where they were going to transport them. Catherine whispered, pointing to the door of the tomb not far away.

"How can there be so many weapons here that need to be packed and shipped away?" Murphy frowned in confusion, "Do they need so many spare weapons?"

"No, that's not a spare weapon!" Rogge shook his head meaningfully, "I'm afraid William is here to forge weapons." ”

"Crafting weapons here?" Murphy asked, his eyes widened in surprise, puzzled, "I don't think it's a wise move to forge weapons in a mausoleum!"

"Normally, yes, but William must have set up his secret base here for some special reason, maybe he discovered some secret here that we don't know. Rogge turned back to Catherine and asked, "Is your silver gun still in their hands?"

"Yes. Catherine nodded.

"Alright, let's go get our stuff back and see what the hell they're up to!" Rogge strode towards the burial chamber, followed by Murphy and Catherine, "What are you going to do?"

"Just do it!" Rogge strode into the tomb without looking back, waving at the black-robed people in the tomb and shouting: "Hey, brothers, I guess you must still be thinking about what happened to the earth shaking just now, I brought you the answer!"

The black-robed people in the tomb heard his voice and looked back in unison, Rogge's figure had already passed by the three or four black-robed people in a flash, and the claw blade dripped along with the scattered blood, leaving a fatal wound on the throat of the black-robed people.

Seeing this, the black-robed man in the tomb grabbed the sword on the table and rushed towards Rog, Catherine and Murphy stepped forward with their swords to help, Rogge walked like the wind, dodged to avoid the black-robed man's sword blade, and punched him in the jaw, the black-robed man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground on his back.

Rogge turned around and raised his claw blade to hold the long sword cut down by another black-robed man, only to feel a cold electric current suddenly enter his left arm, and the entire left arm felt a violent soreness and numbness, he flew up and kicked the black-robed man to the ground, took two steps back, and felt that his left arm still did not recover from the soreness.

"What is it?" Rogge glanced at the claw blade in his left hand in surprise, and turned sharply to avoid the black-robed man who rushed behind him, the long sword whizzing past his eyes, and a silver gem set in the body of the sword caught his attention.

Rogge's flying claws tore through the black-robed man's face, and the sword in his hand was snatched from his hand, feeling that the hilt had an abnormal elasticity, he swung his sword to support the black-robed man's falling blade, and the two swords collided together, bursting out with a burst of cold electric sparks.

"I see, this is a fragment of the Thunder Core!No wonder William crafted weapons here!" Rogge released five blades to stab the black-robed man in front of him, and suddenly heard Catherine's exclamation behind him.

He followed the prestige, only to see Catherine painfully throw away the sword in her hand, her hands trembling and stepping back, two black-robed people raised their swords to pounce on her, and Murphy on the side quickly stepped forward to swing his sword to block, only to feel that his hands were numb, and the sword in his hand fell off instantly.

Seeing this, the two black-robed men swung their swords at Murphy and Catherine, but two silver flashes of light pierced the back of their heads, and the two fell headlong at the feet of Murphy and Catherine.

"Throw away your swords, pick up theirs and fight!" Rogge shouted, turning around and throwing out three blades to knock out a black-robed man, taking a few steps back sharply and pulling out the ghostly fire bolt from his waist, aiming at the black-robed man in front of him and pulling the trigger.

A ghost fire bomb emitting a green light flew head-on towards the black-robed people, the black-robed people hurriedly dodged to the sides, Rogge swept past them, and when the black-robed people turned around, Rogge had already grabbed two snow-bright silver guns from the table.

"Gentlemen, the show is about to begin!" Rogge smiled slightly, and the silver bullets shot at the same time, knocking the black-robed men to the ground one after another like meteors, and when only the last two black-robed people were left in front of him, the sound of the silver handcuffs making an empty sound.

"Oh, sorry, maybe you'll give me a little time to change my bullets!" Rogge said, glancing at the silver gun in his hand.

Seeing this, the two black-robed men swung their swords and rushed towards Rogge, who looked at them quietly, waved his left hand at them and said, "Don't be like this, can't you have a good talk?"

Before the words fell, two blades flying from the direction of Catherine and Murphy passed through the bodies of the two black-robed men and flew back to Rog's claw blades, the two black-robed men staggered, and heard Rogge shrug his shoulders and say, "It seems that there is no need to talk about it." Then he threw himself on the ground.

Rog glanced at the dead bodies on the floor of the tomb, strode over to Catherine and Murphy, and threw the two silver guns to Catherine, the girl had just caught the silver guns, the earth suddenly trembled violently, and the ground under the feet of the three suddenly collapsed, and they fell into the hole with the table full of swords around them.