On the wide white-stone streets, the Iris Adventure Regiment battles hundreds of dwarven necromancy.

An Ling's big sword was shining with golden light, and between the glow of the holy flames, one by one the dead spirits were annihilated, so unhappy.

"Thunder!"

Suddenly, several huge bolts of thunder and lightning burst out, sweeping away all the remaining dwarven necromancers.

Maggie put down her staff and wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead. I looked around.

"Let's move on."

It's a huge underground city, and it seems that they have come here a little too easily, and they don't seem to have any trouble at all except for solving some of the many but not powerful dwarven necromancers along the way. @·error-free start~~

It was very wrong and made Maggie feel very unnatural.

It's not that there's anything wrong with being so safe and dangerous, it's just that such a magnificent and eerie underground giant ruin, a lost ancient city from four hundred years ago, a place of disaster shrouded in the aura of necromancy.

But it was easier and safer than any of the ruins she had ever explored......

Is this really normal?

Maggie looked at the temple in the northwest corner of the city, and saw that there was a hazy and unreal dim light, bright and dazzling.

"Maggie, what's wrong?"

An Ling turned his head and asked.

Maggie immediately came back to her senses, shook her head with a smile and said:

"It's nothing, suddenly a little distracted."

"Heh~ Let's go."

An Ling smiled lightly, turned and walked forward.

Maggie blinked vigorously, letting the magic in her brain surge, keeping herself as awake as possible and walking forward with An Ling.

An Ling walked on the dilapidated streets, looking around, and felt that something was wrong.

Although he had killed the powerful necromancers that the adventure group could never handle in advance, it was not in his arrangement that others were now almost walking around the city.

He was playing an adventurer's pretend game, and such a bland adventure did not meet his expectations.

The dense necromantic creatures in the surrounding cities also seemed to be a little too sluggish, and they were not the slightest sensitive to their breath of life and magical power, and even passing by them would not arouse the hostility of these necromancers.

This is not normal, and it is not An Ling's own actions.

It's something that's influencing these necromantic creatures.

Don't......

An Ling mobilized the power of the abyss that was silent in the depths of his soul, his eyes covered with an imperceptible red light, and then looked out into the distance of the city.

The clear perception of magic penetrated every corner of the city, penetrated every mottled and chaotic magical atmosphere, and everything in the city was in full view of Anling.

I saw that in the center of the underground city seal, in the temple, there were faint soul pulses, which suppressed the actions of all the dead spirits in the city, and at the same time, the sealing core, that is, where the temple was located, became more conspicuous.

"I see~"

The corners of An Ling's mouth hooked up a sarcastic smile.

It was the great demon Zashik who was sealed under the city and was making small moves, transmitting power to the outside world through the seal, suppressing the aggression of the undead in the city, and trying to lead the adventuring group to the temple safely.

Because the power transmitted through the seal became extremely thin, and because the magical aura in the city was too chaotic, An Ling did not notice its movements at the first time.

It was also because Tashik had only started to make moves after venturing into the city, so An Ling had not observed his behavior before.

But this hindsight should not be.

"My soul is becoming less and less sensitive."

The soul is already empty and broken, full of contradictions. Plus being scorched by the holy power of the Holy Sword day and night, the influence of other light forces, and the imprison of a redeeming angel in the soul.

As a result, he now seems to lack sensitivity to various forces and soul fluctuations.

It's a bit uncomfortable, but fortunately, it doesn't affect much.

Even if he realized it later, Zashik's small movements were still noticed by himself.

And the other party doesn't seem to be aware of his existence.。。

This ridiculous archdemon made such a move, probably to lure the adventure to the temple that was the core of the seal, and then lure someone to break the seal and cast him out, right?

After waiting for 400 years, I finally waited for an intelligent life to visit, so I wanted to firmly seize this precious opportunity to break the seal?

"It's a pity~"

A mocking smile appeared at the corner of An Ling's mouth, and his footsteps became a little more difficult.

I have experienced a few battles that are not thrilling or exciting.

After destroying at least hundreds of necromantic dwarves, necromantic monsters.

"Look! We're here! ”

Talia pointed to the temple statue in front of her, raising her arms and shouting, her tone indescribably happy.

"We're too strong! It's easy to get there! Ha ha! ”

Amy looked back behind her and said with some surprise:

"I really didn't expect this journey to be so smooth......"

Faced with this lost city that would make her feel small at a glance, she didn't expect to explore so easily, although she had also experienced a few fierce battles, but she did not encounter any dangerous situations.

Smoothly it feels unreal.

"Haha~ Isn't it good to go smoothly?"

At this time, An Ling smiled heartily.

"Let's go, what we're looking for may be in this temple, don't waste time."

"Maggie?"

Maggie, who had not spoken, came back to her senses, coughed, and said:

"Let's go in, but we still have to stay in formation and don't lose our vigilance."

Hina looked around, frowned, and said:

"I don't like it here."

As a priestess of light, she doesn't like to go into the temples of other gods, even if the gods are asleep.

However, although they had their own thoughts, they were still adventurers, and they only twisted a little, and then entered the temple together.

It is a molten fire temple of ancient dwarves.

The god of fire, the god of lava, the god of casting. The gods who shelter the dwarves are believed and worshiped by the dwarves. He is also rumored to be a craftsman among the gods, wielding the fire of the stars and the fire of the lava underground. Forge great artifacts for the gods.

His image is not a dwarf, but an ancient giant. @·error-free start~~

Therefore, even if the dwarves are of low height, the temple forged for the god of fire is extremely tall, as if it really is the abode of giants.

Walking in this large temple, the situation inside made Iris and his party feel extremely puzzled.

Without him, this place is too clean, not to mention the necromantic creatures, not even the slightest necromantic breath. There is only an article of emptiness and silence, and strange bright starlight.