The search for the lost team members was not so smooth, but it was not without success. The players quickly found some unconscious or trapped companions, and some were corpses. Fortunately, most of them were resurrected. The search
The team walked about two miles, and night fell, but there was still no news from Light Rain. Gentle Wind would go offline to contact her sister every once in a while, and the last message she got was that they were temporarily
It's relatively safe, but I don't know how long it can last - there seems to be something strange nearby.
When night falls, the dark underground night looks the same, quiet and incredibly low temperature. Any slight noise may represent danger. There may be a deadly beast hiding behind every stalactite pillar. Players use tents to separate the camp
They formed a circle, and there were several bonfires burning in the center of the camp. They felt very weak, and their physical condition declined severely, which was the symptom of the rotting corpse disease. Priests and paladins walked nervously, and they used to remove
The disease cured some people, but more people could only lie on the ground helplessly. The magic scrolls were quickly used up, and the magic slots were cleared, but 2/3 of the players still did not receive treatment.
This means that if there is an attack at night, the players can only exert less than half of their strength. But luckily, it seems that due to the influence of the weird storm land, the gray dwarves never appeared again, and even the scouts they often encountered before
They no longer appear.
Xiao Fen was sitting alone on a big rock at the back of the camp. This place was not covered by the light of the campfire. But for the mage, he didn't care about darkness or light. Even the deepest places seemed to him
It was as clear as if he was exposed to the brightest sunshine in summer. He was searching for knowledge about storms, underground storms - except for the famous pulse near the dwarf hall, there seemed to be no other occurrences in the history of Oras.
Where are the natural underground storms?
It's not natural, nor is it made of magic. Is it a natural phenomenon? The mage touched the tip of his nose with his hand. He was keenly aware that someone was approaching him. He turned around and turned his head alertly, only to see a player walking towards him.
Come over here. That player is a sentinel who is keeping watch nearby. He seems to have a bad look on his face. He frowns and decides to speak proactively. Is there any sound? "That guy obviously thought Xiao Fen was a player in the guild." Song was the first thing in his mind.
The thought was that this guy couldn't see ghosts. But then he thought that this was a game, and if it was a ghost, it could only be an undead creature. He glanced behind the guy. Then he asked, "Didn't you hear that? Now
Woolen cloth?"
The player turned his head, and the chain armor on his body swayed with this movement. This was an elf ranger. His ears moved, and he said doubtfully: "It's weird, I obviously heard it just now." Xiao.
Fen waved at the ranger. His time was not wasted like this.
The elf ranger showed an embarrassed expression. He apologized and then turned around and walked towards the place where he originally stood guard, but he stopped just halfway - at the same time, the mage suddenly raised his head, with strong doubts flashing in his eyes.
Yes, Xiao Fen also heard that voice, that melodious and sad song.
The singing voice was very small and subtle at first. But the beautiful voice gradually expanded, and it penetrated into the entire cave, echoing in this dark and quiet space. It was an extremely thin and penetrating voice.
, the voice contained desolation and sorrow, as if it was telling something, but no one could tell clearly what the voice wanted to say.
Gradually, the sound began to spread throughout the camp. Everyone raised their heads, and some people had a look of fear in their eyes. In this atmosphere, no matter how beautiful the voice was, it also heralded danger. In fact, the first thing that came to most people's minds was
One thought - this is the song of ghosts. Darkness...death...and resentment. "Evil...is born."
The vague and intermittent singing is lingering in the ears of the players. The sound is so melodious and sweet, but it also contains a monster feeling, which feels like a cold needle is pricking your scalp. Let
You shuddered. The voice continued and got higher and higher. Many timid female players immediately threw themselves into their boyfriend's arms, giving these guys a huge advantage.
Xiao Fen's eyes narrowed. He grabbed the staff with his thin hand, keeping vigilant while trying to discern something from the lyrics - but in the end he found that it was in vain. Just when he was completely confused,
A black shadow appeared on Xiao Fen's shoulder. The falcon with red eyes and black feathers was Sha. Lowering his voice, he even felt a little shocked at this time. In fact, he had not summoned Sha, but she appeared on her own.
Sha pecked Xiao Fen's hood and uncharacteristically did not tease her master. "I...I heard a voice calling me. It felt so strange...and a little uncomfortable!" Sha buried her little head.
Singing?" The mage's heart skipped a beat, and he had some vague ideas. Try it!"
Sha jumped from Xiao Fen's left shoulder to his right shoulder, with little red lights flashing in her eyes. "That, it seems to be from -" Sha said with some uncertainty, but at this moment, the sad and beautiful singing stopped.
, the lingering sound echoed over the empty cave for a while and gradually disappeared. Everyone stayed in place quietly, their mouths wide open and they had no idea what happened just now, nor what the song meant. Silence
After holding on for a while, the buzzing discussion among the players came out. And the content of the discussion was also all kinds of strange. Right? "Siren?"
The president of the Horn Spirit came out to suppress these discussions. He raised his hand to signal everyone to calm down, and then ordered: "Everyone goes to bed, we will continue tomorrow... Find someone! The person in charge of guarding tonight
Double it! Please be careful!"
But at this time, Xiao Fen didn't pay attention to what the guy was saying. From the corner of his eye, he saw the Druid girl walking nervously into the darkness behind the camp. She looked around carefully, and then took a look from her arms.
She took out something... it seemed to be a ring, because the mage saw her putting that thing on her finger.
The sudden and strange singing made every player nervous. But nothing happened that night. Time passed little by little, and morning came again. The listless players began to pack up their tents and prepare to go out again. The priests prepared new magic and post-treatment treatments.
Most people's diseases have been cured, but about 1/5 of the players are still in a weak state. The one with a slightly lower constitution has to be carried forward by two players on a simple stretcher.
Xiao Fen did not follow the center of the team this time. He took the initiative to choose a position closer to the front - that is, behind the Shadow Hand scout who was opening the way. Two advanced paladin players carefully protected him. They were on Xiao Fen's side.
Fen's appearance showed proper respect. In fact, at this time, many people already knew that Xiao Fen was the black-robed mage from that day and place.
The team groped forward in the darkness. The flickering light of the eternal burning torch could only cover less than 30 feet. The elves and dwarves could see a little further. Of course, Xiao Fen could see further. But the mage appeared at the forefront.
It was indeed strange, but what was even more strange was that the Druid girl was also in this position. She glanced at Xiao Fen unkindly, and seemed to be a little worried about what happened that day.
Xiao Fen had no reaction to the druid girl's glare, but he suddenly stopped, raised his hand and said: "Stop!" The two paladins stopped first, followed by the Shadow Hand scout. They
The three of them looked at Xiao Fen in confusion, wondering what the mage meant. At their fingertips, a ball of white light flew out from there and flew forward quickly. Under the soft light, a terrifying scene appeared.
In front of the players - seven gray dwarves with distorted faces were lying there in a mess. Their bodies were covered with criss-crossing wounds. One guy even had his eyeballs fall out. To be honest, it looked more like...
Seven bloody lumps of flesh... There were dried blood stains everywhere on the uneven ground and cold rock walls. The girl covered her mouth fiercely to prevent herself from screaming. The two paladins also turned slightly sideways.
It's over. Who did it... Players wouldn't be so cruel," the Shadow Hand scout said with a frown.
Xiao Fen looked around calmly. He did not answer immediately. He just put his finger on his chin and thought. "President! There is something!" the Shadow Hand scout shouted to the rear, the president of the Horn Spirit and another union.
The president of the group came over immediately, and the expressions on their faces visibly stiffened. Then they asked in a deep voice, "What's going on? Who's in charge?" Fen pondered for a while.
The two presidents turned their attention to Xiao Fen at the same time. When they saw the mage, they were stunned. "Why did Mr. Maple Leaf come to the front? It's very dangerous here, and it's safer in the back!" The president of the Horn Spirit immediately said sincerely.
He persuaded. The boyfriend of the other president, Sister Gentle Wind, opened his mouth. But it seemed that his words were said before the other party, so he could only nod along awkwardly.
There was a sarcastic curve on the mage's lips, and he sneered in his heart and said, "If I don't come up front, I'm afraid you will have to destroy the group. Of course, whether these people are dead or not has nothing to do with him. What is important is the gentle wind and lightness."
Rain of Spirits and the two guides were still within his protection range. Thinking of this, the mage glanced at the druid girl, thinking of the goblin's look in his mind, and hesitating in his mind whether to include this girl in his protection range.
." Xiao Fen answered vaguely, and then immediately brought the conversation back to the main topic: "These dwarves killed each other. There are no traces of other people participating in the war nearby... but it cannot be ruled out that they are players, although this is unlikely."
The two presidents looked at each other and asked at the same time: "Then do we need to be prepared for anything?"
Xiao Fen frowned. In fact, he also had some doubts in his heart. The current situation seemed to be not only out of his control, but also out of the control of the gray dwarves who had set the trap. "Let everyone be more vigilant, that's all.
"He said calmly.
As he said that, he walked straight forward. From the posture of these guys, it should be obvious that they were killing each other. But why did they do that? The only answer in Xiao Fen's heart was the singing or the strange storm. "
It must be related to those two things." He muttered.
The team carefully walked around the corpses. The mage heard the sound of retching from behind. He sniffed with his nose - the smell of blood in the air did not dissipate, but became stronger and stronger. "This
Where is it?" As he walked, he asked a certain halfling guide behind him, which was the one he saved last time.
The halfling trembled and replied: "Here... this is where the devil lives, below... and a little ahead. The riding boots family... people in the family have seen it before, and they are all dead... Oh my God! It's so scary! I
I suggest you not go any further."
The Shadow Hand scout turned back and said in a mocking tone: "Don't listen to this guy's nonsense. We have roughly figured out now that the gray dwarves are concentrated in the Scorched Plains in the fault area. It is an open place... Of course.
, is still located underground. "Yes?" Xiao Fen asked. Man, isn't it?" The man shrugged.
Xiao Fen nodded, and he suddenly saw a dozen of the same corpses appearing in front of him. He suddenly understood why the smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger. The team continued to move forward, and encountered several piles of corpses during the process. The death conditions of those guys
It was extremely terrifying, and it looked like it had been stimulated by something before death. At the same time, according to the news from Gentle Wind, they were getting closer and closer to the location of Light Rain.
The enemy's corpse did not bring any excitement to the players. On the contrary, a faint fear always surrounded them. It felt as if there were always countless pairs of invisible eyes staring at everyone in the darkness, and it would appear in the dark.
At the right time, all the players were turned into corpses like these gray dwarves. Some of the female players were gasping for air. Even though they were already considered strong among the players, they were still so scared that they almost collapsed.
About half an hour later, when the players were quietly moving forward in silence, a strange voice suddenly came from the front - the voice felt familiar. The mage raised his eyebrows, and he keenly discerned that it was
The voice of the woman who sang last night.
Everyone stopped and looked around warily. Under the light of the torch, the entire cave was shrouded in a layer of faint red mist. It looked like blood mist. The resentment of the year. The owner expected darkness and despair.
And death, pain and resentment." The poignant singing sounded without warning, which was clearer and more creepy than last night. The resentful whisper seemed almost far away, and at the same time, the faint blood mist became thicker.
.Remembering something, he raised his staff and shouted.
There was a bird song, and the black falcon flapped its wings and flew onto the mage's shoulder. "What's wrong? Master, why are you calling so loudly?" Sha didn't seem to feel the singing, and she blinked her ruby-like eyes curiously.
.road.
A soldier suddenly shouted: "Oh my god! What's wrong! I can't stand it anymore!" He roared: "This is too depressing! What the hell is going on!" The soldier seemed to have accumulated anger for a long time, and he suddenly
It exploded. The president of the Horn Spirit immediately turned around and yelled: "Sha Ren! Shut up, do you want to kill everyone!"
The roar echoed continuously in the cave, but strangely, the high-pitched chanting could not be suppressed... The ever-burning torch in the player's hand suddenly glowed brightly, and then quickly dimmed, like a burning torch.
It was extinguished like firewood. The priest with the torch screamed and fell to his knees in fear.
But at this moment, Xiao Fen could clearly see in the thin red mist - the rows of gray dwarf corpses standing up swaying, making hissing sounds from their throats and shaking their broken arms.
Walked towards the player. But the other players in the darkness did not notice this fact...
Xiao Fen took a step back. He was about to remind others to pay attention, but at this time, a figure had already rushed in front of him... It was the Druid girl. She stretched out her hand forward and saw the prismatic ring on her left middle finger.
A faint white light emitted... the girl shouted softly.