Carnegie next to him is completely dead now, without the protection of psionic energy, the body of ordinary human beings simply can't survive from the powerful evil force just now, and dying silently is the best result, if it weren't for Ed to end his brain, he would have to endure extreme pain before he died.

"Engraving, help me sort it out. "Ed just seemed forced to accept a lot of things, tangible and tangible, and some that went straight into his soul, and he needed time to sort them out now.

First of all, he checked himself, and found no sign of being controlled, the self-talking being who wanted to be his master only relied on terrible punishments to ensure that he would obey, the so-called Ten Thousand Curses should be a very cruel method, but there was no need to worry too much before the time limit came.

The message transmitted to him also included a self-report about this master, of course, who called himself the most orthodox and greatest god since ancient times, who was omnipotent back then, but because of an accident, he was conspired by other demons and false gods and fell into the miserable situation he is now, and at this moment someone needs to pull him a little, and so on.

Ed skimmed through it and didn't find any useful information, he didn't believe the story itself, judging that the other party wanted to see what he did rather than what he said, forcibly pulling people into slaves, and casting vicious curses, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a guy worth helping.

The power described in the story is Wanjun, and he is also half-convinced that there are gods and demons in the head, and he doesn't know how much water there is, after all, there is not even a real name that can be found, "Is it because he is afraid that after his fall, the enemy will be huge, and he will throw himself into the arms of the opponent and betray himself?" ”

As for the most important task that he was required to complete in three years. The key is in the person whose destiny converges, finding this person and bringing it here. It doesn't seem to be hindered a lot, and it just needs to take advantage of its unpreparedness later.

But...... Ed picked up the dagger in his hand and looked at it. The cold light above flickered and froze through my heart, who does this "she" refer to, is it the person I think of?

"Discover the legendary dagger, the sin spreader, the unjust souls of the cursed dead, the enemies will suffer excruciously at the mere glance at it, with which you can cut off all visible and intangible things, but you will never know what kind of disaster you will bring to the world. Comes with skill one, the truth of the devil. Effect ......"

The Engraving can detect that the dagger is filled with countless souls wandering, and there seems to be an extremely powerful creature hidden in the depths, since Ed is not its true owner, but only has permission to use it, so this legendary weapon is not fully open to it, and the information is relatively limited.

Just after a general look, Ed didn't spend much time exploring the spot, he wanted to put away the dagger, and the terrifying monster image on the back of his hand floated and turned the weapon into a black streamer and sucked it in.

"Wow!" the boy exclaimed. Raising his hand to see that there was nothing out of the ordinary, he put it down, and now he had more important things to do.

With a slight push of one hand on the door, the previously closed blockade was easily opened, and a long dark passage appeared in front of Eddard. As quiet as they came.

The young man listened intently, and guessed that the Burgundian personnel who had been outside before should have retreated a long time ago, after all, he had spent a lot of time exploring inside.

After making sure that no one is waiting outside. He picked up his backpack from the ground behind him and walked at an accelerated pace, hurrying all the way to the entrance to the ruins that went up and down vertically. The equipment he had set up had long since been removed, but he could still start climbing at a fast pace with the help of the tools in his bag.

"Hey, do you hear anything?" said the voice of a guard above Ed as he crawled halfway through.

"I'm talking about you. You want to go to a banquet too, don't you? It's very lively right now, and it's said that there are a dozen new chicks, all of them very pretty!" another man's voice rang out, echoing through the vertical passage.

The man before glanced down, and at the same time complained in his mouth: "We are really unlucky, it's really our turn to be on duty today, how can there be monsters down here, haven't they all been cleaned hundreds of times, if you really want to come out and accompany us to relieve your boredom, sit here and watch those guys be happy!"

It seemed that it was too dark below to be seen at a glance, he turned his head and picked up a glowing stone in his hand, ready to throw it down, just now he seemed to really hear something below, but now it disappeared again, he wasn't sure if he was hallucinating.

"Who says it isn't!ah!" When he lowered his head to take something, his companion suddenly let out a short surprised sound, and he immediately looked up, and between the other party covered his chest with his hands, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his gradually dull eyes still had the disbelief of death, and then slowly fell backwards.

"Someone is sneaking up behind!" the Burgundian guards reacted unhappily, and immediately understood the situation, the people who were selected to guard this ruin were all elite personnel, but the long-term comfort in the past few years had worn out their pride, not to mention that no matter how fast the ordinary warrior reacted, he couldn't block the attack from the one behind him.

Germo slashed his sword in two, then stomped Eddard in the chest, turning the loud warning he hadn't yet uttered into a mouthful of blood.

The young man who escaped from the trap looked at the joyful crowd in the distant firelight, and the corners of his mouth showed an evil smile.

"Are you celebrating the great gains you have made from the ruins trial or are you celebrating the killing of a potential enemy with the help of the guards within?, since you are so happy that you are going to have a banquet, you should not mind having another guest, let alone being the protagonist of the banquet itself!" Ed felt that he had no reason to spare all the Burgundians present, but before he could find out about Chesterton's whereabouts.

Following the Burgundian knights in the same way, Ed speculated that there was a 90% chance that his companion would be captured, and if he could have listened to his last advice and leave in time, there might be a slight chance of getting out, and he wouldn't have let him find a way to find a way to ask for help from Deria if he knew he could defeat the guards and leave the ruins soon.

"My God have mercy, may your souls rest in peace after death......" Suddenly a low prayer sounded behind Ed.

The young man instantly crouched down and turned to face the direction in which the enemy appeared, "Even if he dies in battle, the knight should not meet the enemy from behind!" This knight's admonition suddenly came to his mind, how many times his experience of sneaking up on others told him that when dealing with opponents who like to turn their backs to him the most, such people die the fastest. (To be continued......)