This adventure group named ‘Rufu’s Shield’ came after the troll Shankok all the way.

This is also normal. Adventurers are sometimes the same kind of creatures as hyenas. As long as they smell a chance to make a fortune, they often swarm in. Some of them become famous, some are exposed in the wilderness, and most people choose before the stars are exhausted.

Retreating, only occasionally recalling the high-spirited past in the light of the fireplace...

The selectors may need to be more realistic. After all, the people on Earth come from a more utilitarian society. Fame, wealth and power are transformed into each other at an alarming speed, and more and more people are attracted to this way. Those who were innocent earlier have long since

No longer exists.

These people come from such a realistic team. They cannot be said to be like-minded. Unless they make a fortune together, they can be considered like-minded. However, over time, there will still be some feelings in the team. People recognize each other and form a fixed team.

Together with the adventure group, the five people set out from the warm south to the cold north mainly for this famous troll. They tracked the troll from the north of the Tibia Forest for seven days and seven nights, all the way into the Blood Thistle Woodland.

Only then did he meet the other party face to face.

The traces of the battle outside Elmau Castle were left by them. They lost a lot of men at that time, but also injured Shancock. The team chased the injured troll all the way into Elmau Castle until they met

The necromancer with Shancock——

"...The really powerful one is the necromancer..."

"That Shankok is just a troll of about level 20, but the necromancer is at least level 25. He deceived all of us, he is the real boss..."

The little fat man had a look of shock on his face and glanced at the skeletons scattered on the ground: "We can't deal with even these things he summoned..."

"Okay, don't talk about this." The archer put away the bow, pushed it with his hand, and let it hang on his back. He turned around and said, "Sir, our leader is still outside to attract its attention.

It blocks us in, and we have to find another way to the outside world."

While he was talking, he looked towards the secret passage behind Fang Plover.

"There is no road down there." Fang Pliong lied.

Because even if they could pass through the maze-like underground passages, without the inheritance rights of the Logosl family, they would not be able to pass through the stone wall. The following is a dead end for these people.

And it was impossible for him to go back and lead these people the way to face those dangerous shadow monsters again.

Besides, there's a lich down there.

"We have no choice, we have to go down and take a look." The archer looked calmly, obviously not believing what he said.

Fang Yu nodded noncommittally, as if to express his agreement: "How many levels do you have?"

"Your Excellency, this is..."

As soon as he said this, the priestess who was chatting quietly with the swordsman at the side also raised her head and looked here in surprise.

"What I mean is that instead of sitting back and waiting for death, why don't you go with me to kill the necromancer."

"That thing can't even deal with our captain..." The little fat man looked at him with his mouth wide open.

"That doesn't mean I can't deal with it--" Fang Yu pretended to be inscrutable and gave a few people some confidence.

They mistook Fang Plover for the commissioner sent by the General Assembly - the Adventurer's Guild had been paying attention to this troll a few years ago, and the bounty had been increasing. Fang Plover did not deny that he had a plan, but these

If people wanted to know his true level, they would probably treat his words as a joke.

He was thinking about the abilities that a level 25 necromancer should have...

That's still a boss. And being called a boss probably has its own unique features.

"I am level 12..." The archer hesitated for a moment, but replied out of respect for the senior adventurer.

"Me too." This is the little fat warrior.

The two swordsmen are at level 11 and the other at level 10.

The priestess is only level ten.

Their leader has a higher level, level 15, one level higher than Fang Plover; there is also a lady named Qiangwei, who is the deputy leader, level 14, the same level as Fang Plover.

Such a group of people seems to be helpless when they are ambushed by a level 25 boss. But sometimes level is not everything. It is just a summary of experience and cognition, which represents the knowledge and abilities the characters have mastered.

If it cannot be used properly, the benefits brought by levels are often greatly reduced.

"Can you contact anyone else?" Fang Yu asked.

The priestess nodded.

But after a while, she looked up again with a pale expression, and her tone was a little uneasy: "I, I can't contact Sister Qiangwei..."

Others were shocked when they heard this: "How is this possible!? Did something happen to them?"

"But it's only been less than a quarter of an hour..."

Fang Yu walked up to the priestess and stretched out his hand: "Give me the communication crystal."

The other party hesitated for a moment, but rather than saying that she was unwilling, it was better to say that she did not expect Fang Plover to make such a request. She looked at the archer on the side, who was noncommittal, and then the priestess carefully handed him the communication crystal.

She thought Fang Yu would check the information inside. But Fang Yu did not do so. He just held it in his hand, looked at it, and handed it back to her.

Several people were a little surprised and didn't understand what his move meant.

Fang Yu was actually just checking whether the communication crystal was interfered by magic power. But he found that it was not the case. He took out his communication crystal and took a look, only to find that his communication crystal had returned to normal here.

It seems that it is not under the castle anymore.

So Fang Yu took his communication crystal and sent a message.

Since the communication is normal and we can't contact our people, something has probably happened. But as long as there is Starlight, the Etalians will be resurrected quickly after death, and there are many possibilities for such things as communication interruption.

He thought of one of them.

Fang Yu held the crystal and raised his head: "How far is it from where you came in? Are there any forks in the middle? What is the situation outside? In what direction is the entrance to the valley?"

Several people looked at each other.

"What does this have to do with..." the guard swordsman asked.

"Of course."

"It takes about five or six minutes. There is no fork in the middle. The mine tunnel slopes downward..."

"Mining tunnel?"

"...Outside is an abandoned mine, south of Elmau Castle... We did some research before coming here, and we only found out about this place..."

Fang Yu thought that these people were more prepared than he was. They didn't know that there was an abandoned mine in the valley. However, the Seven Seas Brigade also made a temporary trip and had no intention of going to this valley in advance.

"...is that enough, sir?"

"That's enough." Fang Yu nodded.

He raised his hand, and a golden light flew from the darkness and fell steadily into his hand.

Only then did everyone see clearly that it was a copper ball with a delicate shell. The hemispherical copper shell was covered with precise rituals and covered with copper leaves. It stretched out four copper feathers as thin as cicada wings, and gently moved.

It vibrates and flies up, flying around Fang Plover's hand.

"Clockwork Fairy..."

It's not that several people have never seen this little thing, but there are very few that can be flexible to this level, which is even breathtaking. The eyes of the two swordsmen shone with light. A combat craftsman with this level, among the craftsmen,

The company's internal staff are at least at the level of professional craftsmen.

As we all know, the Corin-Ithulian Adventurer Association and the Grand Artisan Association often cooperate, and it is common sense for the Artisan Association to send combat members to investigate.

Several people thought that Fang Plover was a professional craftsman from the combat department of the Craftsmen Association. They just didn't know whether it was the white or black level. As for the higher red and department heads, based on their common sense, they also knew that the Craftsmen Federation would let the department chiefs be at the first level.

characters to handle this little thing.

Of course, Fang Yu would not say that he was just a Venus craftsman, nor did he serve in the Combat Craftsmen Department of the Craftsman Federation - he only slightly rolled his collar inward, and even in the dim light, most people would not notice it.

He took the Clockwork Fairy back mainly to recharge it, and on the one hand, it also gave these people some confidence. Although the capable angels stood aside, the Clockwork Fairy was what most people understood more intuitively.

Since the Clockwork Fairy had not consumed much magic power before, it did not take long to recharge. Fang Plover pointed forward, and it suddenly flew forward and disappeared into the darkness——

"Are you from the Craftsmen's Association?" The little fat man looked at this scene and asked in disbelief: "You, can you really deal with that undead wizard?"

"I have no idea."

"You'll know after you take a look." Fang Yu replied noncommittally.

But just these words gave a few people inexplicable confidence.

People are like this. Blind confidence makes people feel unreliable. But if he behaves more rationally, what he says will be twice as convincing.

However, those questions that Fang Plover asked before were certainly not without purpose. Since the Clockwork Fairy itself does not emit light, it is difficult to install dark vision components, so it is difficult to discern the direction in the darkness.

However, Fang Yu was confident. After mastering the basic terrain information, he could try flying blindly.

Since he could no longer hope to contact anyone outside, he decided to investigate first. A level 25 necromancer was not impossible to deal with, but the prerequisite was that he did not rush into it without knowing anything.

That would only result in a bloody head.

A few people fell silent, and in the darkness only Fang Plover's control gloves occasionally made a clicking sound.

His hood was pulled down so that no one could see that he was wearing goggles. But he stood motionless, which made him look even taller. Everyone only looked at Jita beside him - thinking of her as a square plover.

assistant.

The assistant is a naturalist.

The swordsman of the Guards was amazed, and even teased everyone about how rare and powerful the naturalist profession was. To have a naturalist as an assistant - one can imagine his strength and status. The little fat man and another swordsman
To be continued...