The Land of Despair is a completely barren land, gray-brown sand, gray-brown stones, gray-brown land, and a place that is truly hopeless enough for someone like me who loves life. Schilling next to me didn't seem to care about that. However, it seemed to me that he didn't care about anything now, and he always had that under-beaten smile on his face. Sometimes I was tempted to go over and pinch his face to see if he was wearing a human skin mask, but given the odds of me and him winning head-to-head, I gave up.

I sat on the white tiger Meiyu and stretched out for a long time, looking at the sunset falling towards the horizon and feeling very tired, I had been walking for almost an hour, when would it be the end.

"What, tired?" Schilling turned his head to me and asked me with concern, "Why don't we take a break?" According to the information given by the NPC just now, if we go a little further in this direction, we will come across a swamp, and in the middle of the swamp is the temple we are looking for. ”

"I'm leaving." I almost spoke, "It's been so long." It's all the same desolate scenery, not to mention, there's not even a monster that can be used to refresh my mind, I'm really going to despair, no wonder it's called the Land of Despair. ”

"Hold on a little longer." Schilling is as immobile as a mountain, "No matter how big the world is, there will always be an end, right?" ”

I gave him a blank look: "The earth is round, you know?" I don't know what you think, what's wrong with bringing more people over. It's so emotional for everyone to chat together. I don't know how it happened, but I actually agreed to you, and two people came to break into this desperate place. It made me die of boredom in front of a stuffy jar all day long. ”

"Am I bored?" Schilling looked at me with an expression that looked like he had discovered a new continent.

I nodded and said with a smile: "Stuffy but not sarcastic, the best." ”

Schilling was stunned for a moment, then looked up and laughed: "Interesting." I see you're still in good spirits, so you don't need to rest, hurry up. After saying that, as soon as his legs were clamped, the black war bear under his crotch rushed forward like clockwork.

"Huh?!" Looking at his distant back, I had no choice but to instigate the white tiger to follow.

It was a mistake to say, at noon, I was eating and talking, and after introducing the details of the "Shadow Path" to Schilling, Schilling immediately dragged me impatiently to the Land of Despair, intending to start the follow-up mission. Probably because I ate someone else's short hand, or maybe it was to promote digestion and the blood ran into the stomach, so I agreed to him in a daze, causing the irreparable situation now. The two of them alone in a desperate place sounds very awesome, but when it comes to the parties, it is not the same thing at all.

Fortunately, there is always hope after despair, and when I first saw a small pond, I knew that we had reached the edge of that legendary swamp. I looked down at the little pond, and I didn't say a word, my face was as pale as water. Schilling walked in front for a while, probably noticing that I hadn't followed, and when he looked back and saw that I was contemplating a small pond, he couldn't help but come back and ask with a little curiosity, "Turtledove, what's wrong?" Is there any mystery to this small pond? ”

It took me a few seconds before I replied, "We're about to enter the enemy's stronghold, shouldn't we set up a stove to cook first?" After filling the stomach and stabilizing the morale of the army, we will seek the future. ”

This time it was Schilling's turn to be silent. After a long time, he asked in an inquiring tone, "Turtledove, are you hungry?" I think you ate about 10 times as much at noon, and I didn't feel hungry yet......"

"How much do you have an empty stomach for those who work hard? You barbarians can't understand the need for food for a mental worker. Hahaha. I rubbed my head and laughed maniacally, then commanded in a tone that did not allow questioning, "Build a stove and cook." If you don't eat your stomach, you won't take a step to kill me. ”

Schilling looked like he was completely thundered at the moment. There is no way, this kind of son-in-law who has been on the upper route cannot understand the real needs of the lower class people.

Build a stove and cook. After filling our stomachs, we were as brave as the god of war, chopping melons and vegetables and disposing of some miscellaneous fish minions along the way, and we came to the destination of this trip, the Hama Temple. Like most of the ancient Western temples seen on television, it has a majestic façade, with stout marble columns and carved gatehouses carved with intricate characters and patterns. Belch...... There were two dragonmen guarding the doorway, almost three meters tall, holding two sabre-shaped weapons in their hands, shining with silver.

"Here we are." Schilling and I hid behind a rock in the distance and watched from afar, and Schilling opened his mouth to say nonsense.

I squinted my eyes and looked him up and down, young man, you don't speak, no one when you don't exist. Schilling also seemed to realize that he was very dissatisfied with what he just said, and immediately coughed dryly, and then said, "It doesn't look easy to enter through the main entrance, should we go around and find out if there is another entrance." ”

"Pretty good idea, go find it." I leaned on the white tiger Mei You and posed as if I wanted to have a good rest.

"Hmm." Schilling agreed, took a step and turned back, looking at me suspiciously, "Why don't you go with you?" ”

"Of course, this kind of miscellaneous work is shared by a little brother like you for me, and I still want to do it?" You are now my subordinate, a nail on the board of black and white, if you don't enslave you well, how can you be worthy of my belly that is about to stretch out.

“…… All right. Schilling was stunned for a moment, but went to do the miscellaneous work of the reconnaissance.

Looking at his rapidly disappearing back, I couldn't help but snicker. Has Schilling gotten silly lately? There really has to be another entrance, why do you have a pre-task to get the key, isn't it redundant? After a while, it was so pleasant to see Schilling returning in vain.

After a while, Xi Lin came back in a hurry, and before he could walk in, he beckoned to me and said, "Turtledove, come here, there is a secret entrance here." ”

Yes?! Why, doesn't it mean that you must have a psychic key to enter the Hama Temple? How can there be a secret entrance. NPCs also like to entertain people, giving meaningless tasks to kill the player's time. Either that secret passage is a cloth pocket that waits for the stupid adventurer to jump into.

Thinking about it, Schilling was taken to the so-called secret entrance, a small opening that was only about half a meter high, and what I called a "dog hole". I looked at Schilling, pointed to the entrance and asked, "This is the secret entrance?" ”

"Hmm." Schilling nodded affirmatively.

"What are you kidding?" I just shouted, "Look at the size of this entrance. Is it normal people coming in and out? If you really want to get in from here, you have to climb with a dog. ”

Schilling was not at all angry at my snatching: "My gut tells me that this is the right entrance. ”

I just laughed: "Intuition? Schilling, don't tell me you do things intuitively. Take 10,000 steps back, even if this is really the right entrance, I'll climb in like this. If we encounter any traps or monsters on the way, what resistance can we have? Schilling, if you only use your intuition as a guarantee, I can't be convinced, and I will definitely not take half a step into this dog's hole. ”

"Of course, it's not just about intuition." Schilling smiled wryly, then walked over to the entrance, and tore off a vine with his hand, revealing a blue-gray stone wall with a clear dimple. He pointed to the pit and said, "Turtledove, take out the psychic key and try it to see if it matches." ”

My jaw fell off the spot, and then I immediately punched him hard: "You can't say it first, you still sell it, and look for death." "I don't have to try it at all, it's exactly the same shape as the psychic key in my bag, and I'm already familiar with the appearance of the broken key.

I shoved the key directly into the pit, and I saw a ghostly light shoot out of the entrance, hitting me and Schilling, and then a strange scene happened, the entrance actually slowly grew larger. I looked at Schilling in surprise, not that I said that this guy's instincts really worked. Schilling looked back at me with a smug expression, and I turned my head away from him. The villain has a good will.

Then we entered the temple with little hindrance, and some crappy traps and a few shrimp soldiers and crabs would be completely scum in front of the veteran Assassin and Paladin combination.

The inside of the temple was really beyond my imagination. It is a completely empty square, and some "tall stones" are arranged one after the other in a broken circle, with a diameter of more than 70 meters. The huge stone slabs on the top of the big stone pillar are stacked horizontally in twos and threes, which adds to the mystery of the stone circle. Within a diameter of more than 70 meters, these boulders are neatly arranged in two concentric circles, and the number of stone pillars in the outer circle is 56, with 8 as a group, a total of 7 groups; The inner ring is made up of 30 boulders, in groups of 5, for a total of 6 groups. Because the two concentric circles are nearly 2 meters apart from each other, and the 7 groups of stone pillars in the large circle (outer circle) and the 6 groups of stones in the small circle (inner circle) correspond to a wonderful dislocation, it is like a kaleidoscope to produce a kaleidoscope of rhythms.

Huge groups of dragonmen roamed around the perimeter of the stone circle, doing guard work, and in the center of the stone circle there was a simple altar, where several ragged ascetic-looking people were burning incense and praying, speaking some unfamiliar language, and doing some strange movements, as if they were sacrificing something.

"Cult rituals, like." I poked Schilling and whispered.

"Shh Schilling put a finger on his lips to signal me not to make a noise, then pointed to the ground, "Look at the shadows of those stone pillars. ”

Shade? I didn't understand what Schilling meant, but I followed his finger anyway. The stone pillars were shuffled by the light of the flickering altar stove, and shadows of different lengths were kept shaking. The shadows intertwined like some kind of creature I was familiar with. After a while, I suddenly realized, and the surprise in my heart couldn't help blurting out: "Dragon! ”

Before the words could be fully spoken, my mouth was tightly covered by Schilling's big hand. The dragonman guards patrolling the stone circle all stopped and began to look around. After a while, no anomalies were found, and then he continued to follow the patrol route and began to circle around. After making sure it was safe, Schilling removed his groping hand. I hurriedly took a few breaths, was he taking revenge on me, trying to suffocate me. I kicked him directly, and Schilling didn't dare to make any noise at this time, only glared at me viciously. I smiled as if I had taken advantage of it.

Suddenly, one of the people in charge of the sacrifice below seemed to be the head of the person who let out a loud shout, and fell into silence. The group pushed out of the way to both sides, leaving only one standing still. There was another shout, and I saw that the person standing in place shrugged his shoulders, broke away from the shackles of his robe, and was actually a dark elf with a good figure. She walked naked to the brazier and turned gracefully, and the sacrificers gathered around again, forming a circle that was not too big or too small.

The woman's nudity was dazzling against the dazzling light of the brazier, and I stole a glance at Schilling and realized that he was also secretly glancing at me, and at this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Adrenaline isn't a good thing.

There was another shout, and a large cloud of red smoke suddenly rose from the brazier, enveloping the space in a sickly red light. The smoke had a sweet and bevelous smell. As the scent wafted into my nose, I felt myself lighter and lighter, as if I was about to drift off the ground. The flames in the furnace suddenly burst up, and the blinding light made me can't help but look away. The priests began to chant regularly, but I didn't understand the content at all.

The priests' voices suddenly lowered, but another voice was high-pitched, the repetitive call of the dark elf woman, with supplication and temptation in her tone. After a few seconds, the priests began to chant regularly, this time with unconcealed excitement in their tones. The smoke grew thicker, and a large black image was created in the smoke, accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing that I heard all too well.

"The age of God is coming to an end!" This time, the chant of the first sacrifice was a language we could understand.

"Essoda." A deep voice came, as if it were the image in the smoke, but it didn't.

"My lord is well, and here are your lowly people." The priest at the head of the priest prostrated his whole body, and it seemed that he was the Essoda of something. With the psychic key, enter the Temple of Hama, obtain his most precious treasure, and return to the continent of Atlan to find the wise Noth and analyze this treasure, which is the only thing to do in the "Shadow Path" mission at this stage. So, I fixed my eyes firmly on this Eszoda.

Of course, I also noticed that the smoke was enveloping the female dark elf. An orgasmic, painful howl made my hairs stand on end.

"Cult." This time it was a low scolding from Schilling. I resisted the urge to whistle.

"Essoda, I'm very satisfied with this offering. Stuff I left behind, we'll see you in a few days. The shadow vanished in an instant, and the female dark elf disappeared with it. On the altar there was an extra sandalwood box that exuded a faint black gas, the size of a palm.

I touched Schilling lightly, then pointed to the sandalwood box, "This." ”

Schilling locked his gaze on the box for a few seconds, then looked around again, observed the surrounding situation, and asked, "Ming robbery?" ”

I shook my head: "You attract the blame, I'll steal." ”

Schilling listened and looked at me silently, and I could see that my heart was furious. Suddenly, he laughed unexpectedly: "Itardove, you are too bad. ”

Haha, you can be regarded as speaking to my heart. Women are not bad, men are not loved.