Lujia may never know that the second sacred artifact of the rumored territory was really taken out of the wall and secretly placed more than ten meters underground, if that accident hadn't happened yesterday.

Later this morning, someone came running and handed him an old wooden box and told him to pass it on to the captain of the transport convoy, saying that it was a very important artifact that must be returned to the academy as soon as possible. For this, he also paid a significant commission. Although he and the captain of the team are old acquaintances, the rules require that.

After the explosion of the Navas mine last night, hundreds of caves were exposed, and the people inside heard that they had made a major discovery, and sent a message asking them for help. As a result, after half a year, they lost two students, who were still the proud protégés of the leader inside.

After hearing this, Luga jumped directly from the huge pit, and tossed and turned out of the cave, but there was still no clue. This time, he stood in front of the molten giant sword, and he was terrified. The old professor's hair was thinning and his face was full of anxiety.

In a sealed wooden box, the puppet flickered its wings desperately, trying to break through and escape.

"Dead... It's a small class. But Leaf is still alive, so please be sure to find her. ”

Luga silently retreated, did he still have to search through the hundreds of caves, or if they had missed something before.

Connor pried the wooden box open with a hunting knife, and Banzel had always been his most obedient student, and there were many times (scenes) when the hunter was separated, but he still couldn't stop him from leaving like this. With a wave of his hand, the puppet was released, and the old professor said, "Don't stop, go home early." ”

Then he was even more worried about Yezi, who was a lively girl with the opposite temperament to Xiaoban, and it was precisely for this reason that he was comfortable and pleasant when he was together. But how did he lose them all, Connor regretted sending them out.

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There was a door at the end of the darkness, and the door opened, as if the owner had already known that a guest was coming.

Banzel handed a small notebook to Chuanzi, which he copied by hand, and with each step he recorded the spells he saw on the stone wall, scattered and scattered, all the way down, and before they disappeared, he also wrote down a lot. Angry, Chuanzi threw it to the ground, went up and kicked it hard at the stone door that was not very secure. She didn't know what Banzel wanted to do, but she knew it must not be a good thing. She was worried about something, which is why she seemed a little irritable.

The heavy stone door slowly unfolded, and the shaft pivot made a dry clicking sound, like passing by an iron-paved street, and the sound of quenching iron came and went, overwhelming, and deafening. Fortunately, it didn't last long. They had all heard this sound, everyone who came outside the wall, and when the stone door opened, the huge gears drove three thick iron chains to suspend the heavy stone door and make a desolate sound like the end of the world.

A few flames swept through the darkness, and those flames swirled over the walls, the stone pillars, and the corners around them, and those like toads, like servants, like the stone carvings of houses, immediately radiated light. The flames weren't very bright at first, but when they shone on the mountains of gold coins and discarded jewels, they suddenly became brilliant.

Chuanzi's first reaction was the tomb, which was used by the owner of the tomb to confuse the tomb robbers, and the jewels on it were coated with poison, and the tomb robbers would die of strange poison if they touched it, or a mechanism with a bow and arrow, which was shot into a hedgehog with a brush.

Banzel's first reaction was some kind of mind-controlling realm of order superimposing effect, a mind-like spell that would present different illusions depending on one's thoughts. For example, they thought it was a road to a certain tomb from the beginning, but Kawako dug up the skull of some kind of creature at its exit, who didn't build the tomb underground? The brightness in front of them was an illusion, in fact, there may not be a single light here, the air was filled with the smell of dry dust, and those gold coins and jewels were really just what they wanted to see.

If he was truly scared of the ghosts, a necromancy would soon appear here, and no one would be able to trick the gods into magic.

But he was almost numb, and he slowly got used to parting after seeing too much, and he hadn't died yet, and he didn't know what it was like to die, maybe it was like falling asleep? He recalled the faces that had left before him, all with smiles, because behind him were the corpses of the enemy.

He has been dealing with holy relics and order codes for many years, he is very sensitive to the order realm here, they are one after another, one disappears, and the other appears immediately, they have changed the domain effect three times since they stepped into the cave to come here, although he has never seen the source order of these four realms, he can count them clearly, once when they came in, they saw the "door" that others did not see , to be precise, this door was hidden by it, the second time was in the underground passage, which was obviously elongated and disturbed their direction, so that they had nowhere to turn back, and there was only one way forward from beginning to end, three times were those stone walls, as if afraid that he would see the secret above, and covered them with a big trick to prevent his "peeping", and four times in front of him the huge cave chamber, which had a source of psychic order similar to that of the ancient forest.

These sources are all for one purpose, and that is to bring them here. Banzel had already sensed that they were getting closer to the source. The realm here is eerie at every turn, and it has a much more powerful effect than the walls of the world.

As long as they find the "source" and erase the spell on it, the illusion can be lifted.

It may sound simple, but it is not easy to find this "source", because it can be disguised, disguised as a stone pillar, a relief on the ceiling, a bronze human eye, or one of these glittering gold or jewels.

Now that they're all here, he's not in a hurry to look for it.

He casually took out a notebook from his pocket, this is a habit, a bachelor's quality, no matter when and where he can find a book and a pen, write down what he sees and think, draw and write down is his job.

The gold coins scattered on the ground gave off an unreal sheen, but Banzel didn't care about the light, his eyes fixed on the source of the light, on the walls, on the stone pillars, in the corners. Gold itself does not shine, it shines because there is light.

Those flames that burned... It shouldn't be a real flame, and the thin air here can't make it burn. They once did a special experiment in which a lit candle was sealed in a glass cover, and the candle was quickly extinguished.

All they see are illusions.

But it was so real, so real, that it couldn't be constructed in his mind.

He depicts an exaggerated dark golden toad, whose streamers spit out of its mouth, bend like flowing water, and pour on a small golden hill. Classer suddenly remembered a novel he had read as a child, about these toads that only wizards had, and they kept them as pets and used them to make poison.

Could it be that its owner is a wizard?

Chuanzi squatted on a stone pier, and it was almost a statue here. She kept looking at Banzel, watching him take a few steps and stop, and then look up first, and when he looked down, the page would rustle, and he kept repeating it. She remembered that the people who had done these things were old fellows, with hair as thick as leaves, and a beard that was more wool than wool. Their sloppy image has a kind of grandmaster demeanor, and a thin young man like Banzer is still neat and refreshing.

Next to her was a bronze statue of a knight pressed a heavy sword, and in the slit of the armor, the flames burned in its eyes, and its gaze seemed to be looking somewhere. She tried to get closer, but the knight's helmet slammed open, and a head covered in dirt fell out.

Even if Chuanzi was bold enough, he was startled and fell off the stone pier.

"This is the undead knight who guards the mausoleum. Banzel suddenly appeared behind her and reached out and gently pulled her up.

"Famous people in ancient times liked to put snakes and cats in their graves as the guardian of their souls after death, and ancient kings would have an army of undead, hoping to control power even after death. They called this army the Undead Knights. ”

"They use ... Out of living people, I'm afraid only a tyrant would do it. Chuanzi said tremblingly.

"The 'undead' undead, of course, are made of living people, you know by now, and they are watching over the owner of this tomb. Let's go over and see, and maybe we'll find a way out. ”

"Okay, I can't read it anyway. ”

Chuanzi is sometimes very upset, starting from when she was in school, obviously her comprehensive grades are above Banzel, but the tutors of the academy pay more attention to Banzel and ignore her. She is not a calculating character, but she is also happy to sneer at him. The assignment after graduation is actually random, it doesn't matter, she doesn't care anyway, where did she know that Banzel appeared again, and she almost became his subordinate.

This makes her, who has always been high, a little embarrassed, why is fate so unfair, always let her meet this kid. Some of the benefits that should have fallen on her were all robbed by this kid. So there is no shortage of fists and feet, in fact, it is just to scare and scare, looking at his confessional appearance to calm the evil anger in his heart.

But this time it was she who confessed and said the most helpless words in the strongest tone. Many times, Chuanzi admires Bazel and can see that dazzling thing in his mind.

In fact, he also vaguely guessed that this kid might be coveting her beauty, quack, how could he let him succeed. Kawako thought evilly.

"We've got to get it out first. Banzel said, pointing to a stone pillar.

The stone pillar was right in the middle of the road, leaving narrow doors on both sides that were not wide enough to pass through by moving a little.

"I'll come. Chuanzi felt that Banzel did it on purpose, and they could have flipped over it. Her hand pressed against the stone pillar, and her palm gradually gathered strength, and she pushed it with dark energy. Surprisingly, this heavy stone pillar turned out to be as weightless as wood.

The thing panned out as if it was floating on water.

"Chuanzi?" Banzel's frightened voice came from behind. I think there's a bit of a routine here

"Who are you?"

Kawako pointed her hunting knife at Banzel in horror.

The "Banzel" beside her gave a strange smile and stepped back under the black smoke, revealing a knight in armor.

This is the bronze statue of the knight just now, Kawako looked at the eyes in the knight's armor in horror, there were fireworks burning.

At that moment Banzel descended from the sky and slashed at the knight with his clumsy sword. However, it was only a floating shadow, and the hunting knife cut through the air without hindrance.

A low laugh came from behind them, the bronze statue of the knight, straddling a heavy sword, majestic like the wind...