Chapter 122: Phantom Palace-Cloak

Who are mercenaries? People who work for money, but no matter how much money they have, they have to have their lives to spend it, and everyone understands this truth, so when they choose a mission, they will do a benefit and risk assessment to see if the benefits are worth the risk.

Previously, Mark would say that he was going to destroy the Witch King because they had worked hard to get to the outskirts of the Phantom Palace, but they didn't get anything. Although there is a high chance that he will encounter the Corpse Witch King when he enters the main hall, he is willing to take the risk. Now I was lucky enough to encounter only a few low-level undead creatures after entering the main hall, and then found a large amount of gold and treasures, and also harvested an enchanted armor. If the harvest is enough, there is no need to take any more risks.

"Captain Mark, do you think the Witch King will just wave his hand, even if we don't look for it, it will come back to us. Renon said with a calm face.

"Uh? Whether it will or not, there are enough things anyway, and we need to get out of here before the monster recovers. Mark said as he looked around to see if there was any more enchanted equipment on the ground. "Look what this is!" he found a two-handed sword that glittered with silver.

"Wow! It's a good sword, although there are a few gaps in the blade. Arnold leaned in and took a closer look, "After such a long time, the sword body is still intact, it is obviously an enchanted weapon, quickly identify it." ”

"No, put it away first, and it's not too late to go back and identify it. Phil was right, the longer he stayed here, the more dangerous it became, and who knew when the Corpse Witch King would reappear. ”

"Huh?" said Arnold, scratching his bare scalp, "so soon to leave? I want to fight the Witch King...... Hey!

Just as the Wind Demon mercenary group was about to retreat, a dry "rattle" sound enveloped the room, sounding like laughter.

"It's the Witch King...... Sure enough, he came to us. Ruinon said with his head down.

"Dead Witch King, no! Withdraw!" Mark beckoned.

But did the Wind Demon mercenary group escape? The answer was no! With a terrifying "rattle", an eerie bone wall slowly rose through the granite floor, sealing their escape route. From time to time, a faint green glow flashed on the pale bones. This bone wall is poisonous!

"Hey, hey, I still want to find it, but I didn't expect to send it to the door, yes!" said Arnold with a smile.

"It's over...... Phil, how did you know that the Corpse Witch King would be back?" asked Mark with a depressed expression.

Because of the voice, the Witch King's wail of pain before leaving. ”

"Wailing?" they had heard the voice from the depths of their souls before they came to the main hall. Mark couldn't help but get goosebumps when he thought about it.

I could hear it in a voice with intense anger and vengeance. So it's going to come back!" Renon said calmly, as if he had expected it.

"Hey, don't say it so easily, do you?" who knows if that terrible monster will get stronger after a period of rest?" said Mark, with a sad look on his face.

"Hey, hey, hey, one Phil forced the Witch King back, and now the six of us are here, and it's the strongest time. There's a saying in the eastern Andes that says take advantage of his illness to kill him! Opportunity is now!" Neil said with a lewd smile.

"That's right! Just now it only used a bone wall to block our retreat instead of coming directly to us, which means that it is still very weak and cannot fight us head-on. We'll have to take the initiative to find it!" Samantha thought for a moment and said, "Phil, Chris, can you sense the location of the Witch King?"

"It's on the second floor. Erica blurted out.

Hearing Erica's answer, Renon looked at her in surprise. A nightmare whistle sounded in his head, "Your sister is not simple! The Corpse Witch King is very weak from my blows, so he hides his aura well. It took me a long time to sense its hideout, and Erica casually said that the Witch King was on the second floor. Either she has something special, or she has other intentions. ”

"Another attempt?" Renon closed his eyes and thought about it: from the beginning when Erica took the newspaper and asked Renon to go to the Phantom Palace with him, to later choose an inconspicuous small mercenary group, register with a fake identity, and secretly go out without Grandpa Konstantin...... Is all this?

"It looks like you can't get out, let's go, go to the second floor. Mark kicked a pile of worn-out weapons at his feet and said, "Judging from the map, the staircase leading to the second floor should be ......"

"It must be over there, there's a door, and maybe a staircase up the stairs behind it. Neil said, pointing to a side door in the corner.

"yes, yes, that's it. Mark patted his head and said, "Let's go!"

Behind the narrow side door is a circular ascending staircase that allows three people to pass side by side. Coming to the second floor is a circular cloister, and on the inside of the cloister are a number of doors, and each door has a gilded door number.

"Dressing room, living room, recreation room...... It's all available. Mark watched as he walked, occasionally stumbling into a few wandering skeletons. Arnold and Samantha took the initiative to step forward and solve it easily by themselves.

"Dear Miss Sorcerer, where is the Witch King you are talking about?" Samantha asked Erica.

Erica didn't speak, but closed her eyes and thought for a moment, and after a few moments, she opened her bright eyes and strode forward.

"Sister, what are you ......" Renon didn't know what Erica was going to do.

"Keep up!" Mark said to the crowd.

The group followed Erica for an unknown amount of time, and came to a black metal door. Thousands of years have not left too many traces on this metal door, the dark surface is spotless, smooth as a mirror, and faintly reflects the shadow of a person.

"The Witch King is behind?" Arnold said, fist at him.

"I don't know what to do. Erica said flatly.

"Hey, that's what you said, you know where the Corpse Witch King is!"

"Did I mention I know where the Corpse Witch King is? I just said that the Corpse Witch King is on the second floor. ”

"You ......" Arnold suddenly had a feeling of being tricked, and suddenly became angry, and wanted to chop it down with an axe. Mark and Samantha hurriedly stopped and said, "Man, calm down, now is not the time to quarrel." ”

This door is strange! the surrounding walls are scratched by swords, but it is intact, and after a thousand years, it is still spotlessly clean and as good as new. Renon dragged his chin and thought to himself: What is even stranger is the elemental fluctuation coming from behind the door, which has never been encountered.

"It's weird. Nightmare said, "But the Witch King isn't behind the door, I can feel it's nearby." Be careful at all times. ”

Erica stood in front of the door, puzzled for a moment, and then a fireball hit. There was no explosion, no scorching waves, and the fireball sank into the metal gate without a sound, disappearing as if falling into a bottomless abyss.

Ice Arrows, Wind Blades, Thunderstorms! Three brilliant spells in a row blasted towards the black metal door with dazzling blue light, and the scene was spectacular. But then everyone was dumbfounded, the metal door was like a beast that could never be fed, and those who came did not refuse, swallowing the three spells of water, air, and thunder in one gulp.

It's all quiet again......

"No, this should be Mosa Black Steel. Erica said, staring at the dark metal door. (Satsuma Black Steel: The most resistant metal of the metals found so far.) Prehistoric explorers discovered a black ore in the Takli Satsuma Mountains within Samoa. The stone is hard, fire-resistant, and reflective like a mirror when polished. Soon this magical stone aroused the curiosity of alchemists. It has been found that a black-gray metal can be obtained after high-temperature smelting and purification, which is named Satsuma black steel. Satsuma black steel is difficult to affinity with the elements of nature, has a strong magic resistance, the higher the purity, the darker the color, the softer the texture, on the contrary, the lower the purity, the lighter the color. Adding an appropriate amount of dissimilar minerals during smelting can change its physical properties very well. )

"Mosa Black Steel, is that legendary metal with extreme elemental resistance?" Mark's eyes bulged out in a greedy green light. The previous performance of the metal absorbing the magic element had shocked everyone, and now that Erica had confirmed his identity, Mark pounced on him regardless of his image, shouting, "Get rich! What are you waiting for? Why don't you come and help?"

"Be careful! don't go!" Erica was taken aback by Mark's reaction and was about to stop it, but it was too late. A ripple of water appeared on the jet-black door panel, and a huge rebound force gushed out, sending Mark's whole person flying out.

"He's @# (river crab fangs and claws)!!, there's a trap!" a grim-faced Mark struggled to get up from the ground.

"It's not a trap, it's a magic array. Erica closed her eyes and tried to analyze the elemental fluctuations coming from behind the door. The wand in his hand danced beautifully in the air, and the end of the wand had a glazed glow.

"Ding!" came from behind the door with a crisp cracking sound.

"What's the situation?" asked Samantha.

"The magic circle has been lifted. Erica opened her eyes and said.

"Oh, is it?" said Mark, looking greedily at the door but not daring to step forward, apparently haunted by what had just happened.

"Satsuma Black Steel is heavy. Mr. Rivac, will you open the door for a while?" Erica looked at Arnold with beautiful eyes.

"It's heavy? This broken door is just a layer of cotton to me. Arnold said as he flexed his muscles to the crowd. A pair of huge palms pressed against the smooth metal door, a low sound came from his throat, and the muscles of his whole body bulged like a mountain bag.

"Boom!" the door opened, and hidden behind the heavy metal door was a modest little room. There was no extravagant gold and silver jewelry, no ornate work of art, only a modest round table, a wooden lattice window, a gray closet, a chair with missing legs, and a hanger with a black cloak hanging from it.

Mark couldn't wait to pounce on the metal door, and the whole body clung to it, Neil had no interest in the precious metal, and he came to the wooden lattice window with a blank face to look out, and Samantha came to the round table, stared at the crystal fragments on the table, and said, "These broken crystals have not accumulated dust. The crisp cracking sound just now should have come from this. With that, she looked up at Erica. Erica ignored her and walked straight to the hanger, her beautiful eyes staring at the black cloak on the hanger.

"You're right, Sister Samantha! The surface of this little round table has many scratches, but it is buried in dust. As she spoke, Ronon blew on the table, causing Samantha to cover her nose and frown.

"These scratches form a six-pointed star array, and a few concave points here should be where the magic crystals are placed. My sister destroyed the magic crystal and made the magic circle ineffective...... "Renon explained to Samantha, his eyes glancing at Erica who was staring at the black cloak in a daze.

"It seems that the strange elemental fluctuations we felt earlier came from this cloak. Perhaps it was the ultimate purpose of Erica's expedition to the Phantom Palace. The voice of the nightmare rang in Renong's head.

"I feel it, the elemental fluctuations around the black cloak have changed subtly......" Renon's gaze shifted from Erica to the mysterious cloak again.

"I said, you're all here to do a favor! Satsuma Black Steel, such a big two, we'll send it when we get it!" Mark's face rubbed against the metal door, leaving a clear watermark everywhere he went.

"Satsuma Black Steel, make the door to this room out of such precious metal...... What is there here that deserves such a big deal from Priss?, what's in this room?" Arnold asked, opening the cupboard.

"Click!" Neil said with a chisel to chisel through the wall, "not just the door, but the walls here are embedded with Satsuma black steel. And the window, the wooden railing, all engraved with magic runes. ”

"What is it that the Phantom Queen values so much?" Samantha asked, and all eyes were on Erica, except for Mark Bruce, of course.

Erica stared at the black cloak and whispered, "Cloak of the Phantom's Void." ”

"What? what cloak?" said Erica in a soft voice, and Rainon couldn't help but ask again.

"Cloak of the Phantom's Void. Erica turned around and said, "It's a treasure that is widely circulated in the mouth of the poet. According to ancient legend, it was made by the Phantom Queen Pressra herself, and has a mysterious elemental power. ”

"Oh, then, this cloak is a rare artifact for a mage?" said Neil, with a lewd grin, "and then we'll not join in the fun." ”

Listening to Erica's words, Mark jumped off the metal door, staring at the black cloak with a pair of greedy green eyes.

"A cloak with mystical elemental power?" Rynon held out his hand in confusion.

"Be careful! don't touch it!" Erica exclaimed at the sight of Rainon's actions.

"Hmm? Nothing happened. Naturally, Renon picked up his cloak.

"This ......" Erica looked at Renon in disbelief and thought to herself: he is not in trouble? What is going on? Could it be that the legend is false? No, there is nothing wrong with the elemental fluctuations coming from this cloak...... Won't it ...... It's dark telekinesis......