"Tsk, it's really enviable to have a good teacher."

Hearing the female mage say this, whether it was Wren or Angelica, there was a hint of envy in her tone.

What does it mean to have your back against a big tree to enjoy the shade?

That's it!

This pistol, Wren knew the craftsmanship of the dwarves of the hills of the Tumgray Empire with a glance.

At this point in time, they were the only ones who could have made such an elaborate firearm.

This huge empire, which generally believes in the "tyrannical king", took the lead in launching the magical industrial revolution with the iron-fisted centralization of power of the current emperor.

Although it will take some time for the current Tumgray Empire to produce a magic core that can be used for both military and civilian purposes, a new pistol similar to that in the hands of a female mage has already begun to take shape.

Although the range of this pistol is nearly half that of a crossbow, the power at close range is one-third higher than that of a normal crossbow, plus the revolver magazine can be loaded with six rounds at a time and can be fired continuously.

On top of that, this pistol was quickly favored by spellcasters because of its small size, light weight, quick reloading, and the ability to master its usage without much training.

Although such a pistol is expensive, the real mages are not bad money owners and don't care about this little money at all.

The female mage said with a deep groan.

"What the hell is this?"

Miss Ranger asked, holding her compound longbow, to Wren.

"Crunch ......"

Wren thought about it and quickly made a decision.

Wren nodded solemnly.

When the three of them approached, the ground paved with black marble tiles even reflected the light of torches.

On the stone door, a large black hand covered with hideous green tendons was carved in a simple way, and in the big hand, a gray-white bone scepter was held.

Wren carefully threw a stone into it, only to see that after the stone touched the black liquid in the pool, a layer of frost quickly attached to the surface, and then it froze into a thin piece of stone powder under the surprised gaze of the paladin and sank to the bottom of the pool.

However, there was a broken battle flag with mottled blood next to the marble door to the east, and there was no sign around the marble door to the west, but the attentive Angelica, with her instincts, found a sign on the ceiling above the door that was so shallow that it was almost invisible.

Under the light of the torches, the three of them could see the scene behind the gate.

"Don't forget, there's another one." Wren shook his head slightly, "Investigate there, and you might be able to get some useful information."

It was a relief of a clown mask with a sneer on his lips, looking condescendingly from the ceiling at everyone entering and exiting this door.

Compared to the rough tunnels not far away, the building shows a great deal of architectural skill.

"Which fork in the road shall we take first?"

In front of them was a magnificent temple.

In the end, the paladin had no choice but to give up.

"Be careful, I smell the rancid smell of the undead! Leolina, try not to use spells!"

In addition to their equipment, such as chainmail, refined greataxes, compound longbows, and two pots of arrows, the paladins found a string of bone keys, as well as less than 50 Golden Eagle Coins.

….

Soon, the three of them checked the forks in the road on both sides of the east and west.

"In other words, behind this gate, there is likely to be a priest of the [tyrannical king]?"

The chaotic sound of bells echoed through the silent room.

"This ...... This could not have been the work of those two miserly and greedy miners!" Looking at the magnificent temple in front of her, the female mage couldn't help but mutter, "This must be a remnant of ancient times!"

Standing by the pool, even with his physique, he felt a chill to the bone.

The female mage, whose face turned pale from the cold, said in a trembling voice.

It was a ten-meter square room, in the room

The walls are covered with suits of armor, ranging from worn leather armor to rusty full-body armor.

The three of them walked past the corpse, torches, and walked in the direction where the Tiffling warriors had come from.

At the end of the two branches, like the one to the north, is a marble door.

A hammer was tied to the belt of these armors, and bells of various shapes and sizes were sewn into the leather strips of the armor.

As the most knowledgeable mage of the three, Leorina could feel the unease and tension of the temple in the ancient and mysterious.

A skeleton dressed in worn-out full-body armor was caught off guard and was smashed dozens of feet away by the paladin's hammer.

Turning his head and saying a word to the two women, Wren relied on his strong physique and walked towards the pool.

Hearing the series of bells, Wren's face changed, and he swung the Lightbringer and smashed his hammer into its gray-white skull, giving it a craniotomy.

When they entered the temple, everyone was amazed by the fine marble columns scattered around and the arcing dome above.

According to Wren's consideration, if the temperature outside the pool three meters away was just below zero, then the temperature next to the pool even reached about minus 20 degrees.

The skeletons' hollow eyes stared at the door, as if they were wary of intruders.

"Wren, since there may be a priest of the [Tyrannical King] behind this door, then, are there also two other priests under the crown in the other three forks?"

The liquid in the pool was pitch black and viscous, exuding an ominous evil aura.

Miss Ranger and the glamorous mage glanced at each other, and tacitly retreated to a safe distance while each bending their bows and arrows, loading bullets, and ready to support at any time.

Angelica spoke up.

"Wren, there's something weird about this pool......

"It's the emblem of the god of power and tyranny," Wren said in a deep voice, glaring his gaze over the female mage's waist.

Wren cautiously walked to the pool and looked into it.

Leaving the mysterious and ominous temple, the three of them headed straight for the northernmost fork in the road.

- Homeopathic chop!

She put the pistol in her waist, and her chin lightly tapped at the corpses of the two Tieflin warriors on the ground, signaling Wren to clean up the battlefield.

"It's likely."

"These keys seem to be used to open doors elsewhere."

When the three of them approached, they found that the closed marble door had a rudimentary emblem carved into it.

….

Feeling the force of the shock coming from the Lightbringer, Wren's wrist flipped slightly, and with this force, the heavy mace seemed to lose its weight in an instant, and drew a perfect arc in front of him as Wren swirled.

With his religious knowledge, Wren recognized at a glance where the terrifying emblem came from.

- Jump Split!

- Fierce Attack!

Before the remaining few could come together, Wren took a vertical leap and jumped behind the skeletons, knocking the second skeleton to the head with a hammer.

Dealing with these skeleton shelves, it's clear that smashing is more effective than slashing!

Soon, the well-behaved Wren recovered a lot of loot from the two corpses.

And the two Tieflin warriors came out of the fork in the road to the north.

Flipping the key in his hand, Wren set his eyes in the direction the two had come.

"Good teacher? Perhaps."

"Wren, be careful."

There was a hint of inexplicability in Leolina's tone.

When the three of them walked out of the fork in the road and came to the building, they couldn't help but stop.

"Let's take a brief look at this piece first, and then we'll discuss the next steps."

This is Mr. Mystery, the emblem of the crown of the priesthood who focuses on intrigue and secrecy.

This evil organization was formed by the priests of the tyrannical king, the god of dissension, and the mystery, so it is not uncommon for priests from these evil camps to appear in the lair of this organization.

Save enough money to buy spell scrolls to learn spells, and then that's it!

Without getting closer, the three of them could sense the cold aura emanating from it.

With the torch in his hand, he could faintly see the closed marble door not far away.

"Damn it! Quick! Try to kill them all before reinforcements arrive!"

"Do you want to see what's on these two guys?"

"Jingle bell—"

As fellow clergyman, no one knew the difficulties of his colleagues better than the paladin.

Her small pistol came from the Tumgray Empire, the main place of faith of Her Majesty.

With a tooth-aching sound, Wren pushed the heavy marble door open with force after unlocking it with the key.

"The battle banner represents the Lord of Discord," Leolina said softly, "As we all know, the blood-dripping broken battle banner is the emblem of the crown, and I don't need to say which crown this clown mask represents."

"You two stay away from here, I'll take a closer look."

Along the way, Wren also talked to her about the Ebony Society.

As for those dicks who have just embarked on the path of mages?

Looking at this scene, Wren frowned. But neither he nor Leorina knew anything about the occult that could tell where the water in the pool came from.

But he had a hunch in his heart that eventually, they might come here again.

Wren stared at the skeletons in the armor in front of him, and as he spoke, he took the mace out of the dimensional pouch and held it in his hand.

Pale soul flames emerged from the eye sockets of the skeletons, who stood up against the wall and removed the hammer from their waists.

However, in the face of this scene, the faces of the three of Ren were not very good, because in stark contrast to the gray, bloodstained armor on the wall, it was the snow-white skeleton in the armor, among these skeletons, there were humans, dwarves and orcs.

After descending from the elevator, they found that there were one fork in the north, east, and west sides of the elevator, and to the south of the elevator, there was a magnificent building, but it was too far away for the three Wren to see the general outline of the building.

Leolina, who had the lowest physique, couldn't help but shiver.

However, what caught the attention of Wren and his party the most was the pool of black liquid placed in the center of the temple.

The skull rolled on the ground several times before being crushed by a silver-gray boot.

Under the joint attack of the three of Wren, these more than ten skeletons only lasted less than a minute, and all of them turned into bone slag on the ground.

Although the battle ended extremely quickly, the faces of Wren and the others became more and more solemn.

Because, the other party's reinforcements are coming.

The whole person was dizzy...... Let me slow down and eat something, and the second chapter will be about ten o'clock

(End of chapter)

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