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In the wee hours of the morning, when the sun had not yet risen, the group had embarked on a new itinerary after a night of camping in the oasis. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The desert was at its coolest and coolest, so everyone picked up their pace, and the well-fed Bactrian sand camels spread out their hooves and ran forward on the soft sand, leaving the oasis far behind.

Last night's battle with the wolves did not affect the mercenaries' mood, they encountered countless dangers in their adventures in the sea of sand, and it was not for nothing that they were in a desperate situation, and they did not have any retreat because of this, but they just looked at Master Andrew's eyes with a little more awe.

The group continued to walk in the boundless sea of sand for another two days, during which they encountered several attacks by spirit beasts, but they were all repelled by the mercenaries, and Conte almost lost an arm, but fortunately, although Andrew was a dark mage, he also knew a few healing spells, so there was no big problem.

By the afternoon of the third day, a ruin, which had been half buried by the wind and sand, came into view.

"This is it!" said Master Andrew's slightly gloomy face, and at the same time everyone breathed a sigh of relief, everyone had been running in the desert for five or six days in a row, and the deeper they went into the sand sea, the greater the danger, and it was already a relatively lucky thing to be able to reach the destination smoothly.

This ruin is not large, and it can be vaguely discerned from the ruins and broken walls on the surface that it is probably a small town, which is definitely a remnant of an ancient civilization, and it is rare to be able to survive thousands of years without being completely buried by the wind and sand.

However, in the center of this ruin, there is a huge stone pillar similar to a mage tower that is slanted down, and it is forcibly broken from it, and the one that exposes the ground is two or three meters high, and the one that falls to the ground is at least more than twenty meters.

Although thousands of years have passed, the body of this mage tower in the ancient civilization era is still smooth, and the dense spiritual symbols and god reliefs on it are clearly visible, revealing a bit of mystery.

The collapsed mage tower was undoubtedly what Master Andrew was really looking for, and he excitedly circled the tower, peering through the stone window, but found nothing.

"We're going down there, what I'm looking for might be under this mage tower!" he exclaimed, pointing to the other, half-exposed tower.

Conte hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and saluted: "Your Excellency Andrew, can you tell us what you are looking for, and what danger you will encounter if you go down?" Conte's inquiry seemed a little rude and reckless, but the mercenary has the right to know the details of his mission, and it is the most terrible thing if he knows nothing, although it is said that taking people's money to do things for others, but it does not mean that he unconditionally obeys all orders from his employer.

Andrew was not unhappy with Conte's questioning, he nodded and said, "Well, I can tell you..."

"This mage tower belongs to a wizard named Crusoe in ancient times, and I also accidentally got the location of his hermitage, the surrounding buildings should be the residence of his people and apprentices, and his magic laboratory must be in the secret room under the mage tower. Andrew said bluntly: "What I'm looking for is the spell notes and spell items he left behind, generally speaking, there are mage defense prohibitions in the mage tower, but if you want to believe that thousands of years have passed, these prohibitions have long been invalidated." ”

"The only danger that may arise is the puppet guardian, because this Crusoe wizard is the same as me who studies souls and death, and some powers don't pass over time, and I don't know how dangerous these are, but I will fight alongside you!"

Kante and his companions looked at each other, and Andrew's honesty dispelled the doubts in their hearts, and naturally there was no objection to the next action.

However, Han Fei, who had been watching from the sidelines, had a slightly different idea, Andrew's words were too smooth, as if he had thought about it in advance, and his eyes flickered a little when he spoke.

Han Fei believed that this dark mage must have hidden something, and as for what it was, he was afraid that he would not know until he really went underground, of course, he couldn't use his own guess to remind Conte, and he didn't plan to quit the team because of this.

Exploring the underground of the Mage Tower is not as many people as possible, and two retinues with little combat power and two less powerful Servant Warriors were left behind to take care of the sand camels. According to the mage, there is a dark aura here, and ordinary spirit beasts are easy to dare not approach, and it is relatively safe.

The members of the exploration team shrank to fourteen, exactly seven freelance mercenaries and seven people from the side of Mage Andrew, and they all worked together to dig through the sand that covered the stone window and burrowed into the mage tower in turn.

The internal structure of the mage tower is actually relatively simple, the first floor is about four meters high, connected up and down by a spiral staircase, and several rooms are usually divided into several rooms in the first floor for mages to rest or practice spells.

Apparently prepared for such a situation, Master Andrew gave each person a lighting headdress, which could be firmly attached to the head or forehead, and the inlaid spirit crystals could continuously emit light but never dazzle, and the light that everyone walked together was bright enough to illuminate a large area without affecting the ability to fight, making it one of the best aids for underground adventures.

The first layer of the mage tower is full of sand and dust, the corner where there is no sunlight is covered with cobwebs, and a gray-brown gecko pokes its head out of the picture frame hanging on the wall and quickly retracts.

If it was an ordinary adventuring party arriving here, they would definitely have to search carefully first, maybe a leftover item on the ground could be sold for a sky-high price if it was brought to Buster, but Master Andrew had a plan in mind, and went straight to the spiral staircase, and the samurai and mercenaries hurriedly followed.

At the end was Han Fei, and when he went down to the staircase, he glanced back, only to see the old man with a gloomy face on the portrait on the wall staring straight at him, and his blue-gray eyes seemed to reveal a hint of mockery.

"Han Fei, what are you looking at, let's go!" Orilia urged from below, Han Fei agreed, and immediately walked down the stone steps.

The underground part of the mage tower is not much different from the ground, the structure is exactly the same, and there are only two floors of space underground, Andrew casually glanced at it without going in to look at it and went directly down to the hall on the lowest floor.

The ground floor of the Mage Tower is usually the largest, and it is generally used to receive visitors, and this Mage Tower is no exception, most of the original furniture in it has long been old or turned into ashes, the dust on the ground is half a foot thick, the only thing that is still intact is a crystal chandelier on the ceiling, the air is full of stale atmosphere, and a few gerbils are scurrying around in the corner.

Master Andrew asked everyone to step aside, and he stood in the middle of the hall facing the fireplace and raised his staff, obscure incantations muttering out of his mouth.

Boom!~ A deep voice suddenly sounded, and I saw a large stone slab on the ground in front of the fireplace slowly sink, and a dark passage leading to the underground appeared in front of everyone.

Immediately, an extremely cold air flow poured out of the passage, stirring up a cloud of dust and dust, and the temperature in the hall dropped sharply.

And Andrew, who bore the brunt of the attack, not only did not dodge, but opened his arms and let the cold current wrapped in dust rush to him, and his thin face actually showed a trace of intoxication and satisfaction.

By the time the dust settled, the dark mage was already standing at the entrance of the secret passage: "Let's go!"

The stone steps of the secret passage are very long, and the surrounding stone walls are covered with traces of chiseling, and step by step it seems to be walking into the abyss of hell. They had walked hundreds of steps down the ladder to the end, where a dusty door blocked the way.

To be careful, Conte asked Mage Andrew to retreat to the stone steps first, and he carefully pushed the door with his battle axe, and the mercenaries standing on either side of him and behind him held their breath and were on guard, for no one knew what kind of danger lurked behind the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the tomahawk touched the gate, the door that looked like it was made of metal immediately collapsed in pieces, and the sound startled everyone.

A wide, straight passage appeared in front of everyone, and unlike the crude staircase passage, the walls and ceiling of this passage were all carefully decorated, the smooth and smooth walls were painted with colorful patterns, and the crystal sconces were lit one by one.

Thousands of years have passed, and this passage is still as good as new, there is not a trace of dust on the ground, and it is a miracle that the wall lamps can still play a role.

The passage was long, but at a glance it was empty, and there was nothing left, including the puppet guardians that Master Andrew had mentioned.

This made Conte hesitate, and he couldn't help but look back at Master Andrew. As an experienced mercenary, he knew that the ruins of ancient civilizations were not a paradise to enter and exit casually, especially the residences of such mages.

Master Andrew, apparently aware of Conte's scruples, walked to the front of the group, raised his staff and pointed ahead, saying, "Let me see!"

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen black mist shot out from the tip of his staff, and they all flew into the passage!

(To be continued)