Young Forest Forest is not a good place for tourism, even if there is not a black dragon here----

As he walked deeper into the center of the forest, Lin Ye knew that this area was close to the Boming Lake area; he couldn't tell what time it was now, and everyone in the team had a weird sense of time confusion, as if they had walked from night to night.

Early morning, and then suddenly turned from early morning to dusk.

On the last mountain range near the lowlands of the Lake District, he remembered that the sky had broken at that time, and the light in the forest was getting fuller little by little. The forest was once filled with the chirping of birds, giving people a sense of vitality. But then it turned all the way.

Down below, the altitude seems to be getting lower and lower, and the soil under our feet is getting softer and softer - finally there are some places where you can sink knee-deep if you step on it. There are more and more wormwood bushes in the forest, and there are still more wormwood bushes in the low-lying areas.

Streams of smelly water will appear out of nowhere, and the sour and rotten smell is enough to make people cover their noses and avoid the place.

The leaves on the head are getting wider and denser, making it difficult for light to penetrate, and the surroundings return to darkness; it feels like entering from one climate zone to another, and the temperate deciduous trees disappear little by little.

What you see in the field of vision are the trees in the swampland - such as mangroves and banyan trees. The complex and intricate root systems above the water surface and the large number of aerial roots hanging from above form a unique landscape here.

Players kept uttering low praises. In fact, the players who have been here must be in the minority. This place is already very close to the high-level monster area. From here, turn west and enter the Yousen Mountains, which are those who rarely appear in civilized society.

Home of scary monsters.

However, the scenery here is not only magically beautiful, but also dangerous. Those swamps and deep pools hidden in the bushes and wormwood can kill you if you are not careful.

life, not to mention the monsters living in such a complicated and dimly lit environment.

Those amphibious creatures are said to include kuo-tao fishmen and lizard-men, aquatic trolls, ogres, demons, and even poisonous eyes and the goblins and gnoll groups it controls. When players fight on this unfamiliar terrain, first of all

The advantage is reduced by one-third. If the monsters continue to use guerrilla tactics, the players will be in bad luck.

Some senior leaders in the union also realized that something was wrong, and they announced that they would stop and take a rest. However, a problem was discovered during this break - the two patrol teams following the team disappeared, and it could be said that they disappeared silently.

Everyone was shuddering now. There were more than ten people in two patrol teams, which was nearly one-tenth of the strength of this team.

It took a long time for the dead person to release the carrier pigeon back; the message brought by the carrier pigeon included two things: first, they didn't know how they died, and second, they found out that they were approaching after resurrection.

A realm, not Thornburg.

The second news did not surprise the union leaders. This place was originally closer to the Port of Birming Territory - a town even more remote than Thornburg and supported only by fishing. But the first news

It's a bit too intriguing. More than ten people died together and they didn't know how they died?

After discussing suspiciously for a long time, the senior officials finally came up with a solution: concentrate the march and slow down again.

This method kept the team peaceful for about ten minutes, and then they were attacked again. However, compared to the previous silent attrition, this could be said to be a frontal attack.

A union priest player is advancing under the protection of two soldiers. They are walking at the western end of the team, in a large area of ​​water and depressions. There are at least three teams nearby that can temporarily support them. The forest is quiet, and there is no danger around.

As a sign of the coming, some fishmen from afar saw such a huge team and fled long ago, which made these adventurers much easier.

When the local soldier saw a black rock floating up from the water not far away, he rubbed his eyes. At first he thought it was a crocodile. However, the next moment the rock suddenly pulled up from the water, raising it for at least twenty

Feet high——This is the head of a black dragon. It stares closely at the priest among the three people, with a cunning light in its deep-set eyes.

The warrior player was shocked. In his impression, dragons should be soaring high in the sky, spitting fire, noble and ferocious creatures, instead of hiding in a pool of sewage like a crocodile.

The creatures that come to their doorstep.

But his reaction was quick enough. As soon as he saw the black dragon open its mouth, he rushed to the priest's side and raised his shield high - breath attack. It is one of the legendary dragon's most powerful attacks.

But unfortunately, when he raised his shield straight ahead, a giant whip-like tail suddenly flew out of the puddle on the left, directly pulling the unprepared warrior more than ten feet away. Then the black dragon's poisonous eyes suddenly opened

It flapped its wings from the water and bit the priest.

Another warrior wanted to rescue, but was slapped aside by the dragon's wings; as for the poor priest mm, she was completely stunned. Melee combat was not her specialty, so she could only watch a bloodbath.

He bit himself with a big bite, and then he flew up into the sky in a cloud of mist.

As soon as the poisonous eye succeeded, it immediately flapped its wings and flew high. Because its wings were injured, it did not take off smoothly. In fact, the moment the black dragon roared off the ground, it saw at least three groups of people surrounding it; some of them were surrounded by people.

The ranger also raised the long bow in his hand, aiming the arrow at it, reflecting a cold light on the string. But it was not worried at all. He flicked his head and threw the priest in his mouth at the crowd like a piece of wood.

It passed by, and then it followed closely, passing through the panicked crowd close to the ground, opening its mouth and spitting out strong acid.

At least ten people fell under the spit, two of them returned to the Resurrection Temple on the spot, and the others suffered varying degrees of injuries - the priest fell to death. The warrior who was hit by the tail in the first place was luckier and only suffered a little damage.

Slightly injured. After completing this series of attacks, the black dragon immediately rose up. Most of the arrows shot by the adventurer ranger were thrown behind its tail. Even if a few of them hit, they only caused a few damage...

In just three or four rounds, the black dragon had disappeared into the sky, seeming to have escaped far away.

But everyone knows that it will come back again...

When our eyes return to the other side, our protagonist has finished cleaning the battlefield----

Xiao Fen played with the trophy in his hand---it was a bright gem. It sparkled under the dim light source; it was like a diamond, but it was perfect without being carved, and every side reflected the intoxicating beauty.

Light. It has a legendary name, the Heart of Canaan. According to legend, the ancient gods are scattered among the brightest stars in this space, and are the source of all mortal magic.

He raised the gem and let the light pour down like water, reflecting a pale and thin face...

"Apple, why did you choose a gem?"

"Because it has this value." Xiao Fen naturally would not say that he had a mage tower.

"kindness?"

Griffith followed behind holding a magic book that seemed to be hundreds of years old. She watched with confusion as the mage was so obsessed with a gem, occasionally lowering her head and coughing quietly; the dwarf walked in front,

Holding his Crusader shield fondly, he kept mumbling something. As for the halfling druid, his trophy was a whole bag of gold coins - a total of four hundred coins, which was enough to make the little man smile.

.

This journey has been fruitful, but the dwarves and halflings clamored to continue moving forward. Xiao Fen agreed to this first.

A group of people walked out of the portal and came into this hall.

There are two floors, the upper floor is a corridor. The lower floor is an empty hall, with three hanging candlesticks faintly visible in a line on the ceiling; the torch can only reflect a small group of light in this deep space, as if it is surrounded by curtains

The hanging darkness - so dark that it makes one's heart palpitate.

The first thing that catches the eye is a row of handrails in the cloister corridor. The carvings are as exquisite as works of art, but they are covered with thick dust and spider webs. There are pillars every distance along the handrails, and there is a stone elephant ghost on each of them.

No one doubts the authenticity of these statues. If someone drives them with a spell, they will fly up like guards and attack the intruders.

The floor was covered with a thick handmade carpet, which was originally brown. But now it was mottled and covered with dust and a series of small footprints.

This aroused the vigilance of several people. They slowed down, and the quiet space echoed with quiet rustling sounds, as if tiny insects were biting everyone's nerves in the dark corners.

"Mage, where is this?" Finally, the dwarf couldn't bear it anymore. He held up a shield with one hand and asked in a low voice. It was said to be a low voice. However, the rough voice of the dwarf's voice still made the dust on the ceiling rustle down.

Lose……

"Shh----!" Griffin raised his slender fingers to his lips and rolled his eyes at this guy.

Xiao Fen put down the gem, raised his head and looked around: the surroundings were obviously in the deepest darkness. In his eyes, this place seemed to be a glorious hall. In the distance, all around

There is a pair of oil paintings hanging on the wall, including portraits and landscapes, but they are full of dust and there are some handprints. In the hall below, two square tables 20 to 30 feet long are placed parallel to each other in the center---

-Maintaining the same style as it has for hundreds of years. There should have been a circle of chairs around it, but now they are overturned everywhere, as if they had experienced a typhoon not long ago.

In the hall, there were scattered footprints and some garbage everywhere, which was simply unsightly.

"It seems to be a banquet hall," the mage replied: "According to Pasteur's records, this should be a place where the owner of the castle entertains some nearby nobles. In addition, I would like to remind you that I just discovered that the portal

It seems to be one-way..."

"Does the lich also need human interaction?" The dwarf complained carelessly: "What kind of bad setting is this?"

"Mr. Paladin, you are wrong to say that." Griffin explained in a low voice: "Golt had several identities during his lifetime. He used magic to disguise himself as a businessman, a nobleman or even an ordinary mage. Maybe this

The castle belongs to one of its identities - it is not difficult to achieve this with magic. Gort once claimed to be the closest to God. If he deliberately conceals it, almost no one can see through it."

"Is that so?" The dwarf nodded.

"Pasteur called him the master, but did not mention the name, but the belief in Ersamos was the same, and Gort was the chosen one under this name." The mage continued. In that era,

Aesamos, the god who presided over destruction and deception, was still a being with powerful divine power, so he would not be as depressed as he is now.

"Mr. Wizard, where are we going?" The halfling druid was not interested in these trivial things. In fact, he was not very interested in things other than adventure and treasures: "It seems that there is no oil or water here.

"

"Let's go to a restricted area and have a look."

"Restricted area, what is that?" Shota asked.

"This guy named Pasteur is a loyal underground servant. Due to his status, he cannot enter and leave some important places. However, this guy has written down these places to avoid being punished for accidentally going wrong----

These places are naturally restricted areas." Xiao Fen took out the booklet and flipped through it: "There is one near here."

"Will there be treasure?" the dwarf paladin immediately intervened.

"Do you think we are here for archeology?"

"That's true……"

"Actually, in real history, some people from archaeological sites are more like robbers than us." The elf girl said quietly, and then started coughing.

"You can't say that. Please don't use the word bandit to describe an upright paladin like me," the dwarf said sternly: "We are just here to take some ownerless things and free them from the dirty undead creatures.

Just come out."

This statement made the halfling chuckle.

"But I have something strange... ahem," Griffin suddenly said: "This place is really quiet. Although it is a bit old, it gives people a sense of peace; if it is a dungeon full of undead creatures,

It always gives people a cold and depressing feeling.”
To be continued...