The ground was covered with wet, muddy, dark black soil, with some strange and strange demonic plants growing sparsely on it.
The rock walls around the cave have been eroded and soaked by rain all year round, and most of the loose sand and gravel have peeled off, leaving only the hard and steely rock walls and the sparkling shimmering moss.
The light was already dim, and even the glimmering green light emitted by the shimmering moss could not illuminate this vast underground space. Instead, it made the place seem more empty and deep, giving people a strange feeling of dullness and depression.
Light mist drifts into the caves of all sizes, shrouding everything here in a hazy mist.
Greem took the lead and walked in front. The dark red flame barrier lingering around him interacted with the water vapor, making a soft squeaking sound. The originally moist land quickly turned dry and soft under the baking of the flame barrier.
The sandy ground, with deerskin short boots stepping on it, makes the sound feel like flying in the clouds and mist.
The dark red flame barrier is like a red-hot sharp knife, cutting the fog in front of you in the middle, and driving the hazy water vapor to both sides of the road. Sporadicly growing demonic plants are showing their teeth and claws in the depths of the shadowy fog.
The posture is weird, like a terrifying demon crawling out of the Nine Nether Hell.
And among the demonic plants, some ugly and twisted monsters are also howling and stumbling around...
As if smelling the breath of life, a series of monster howls suddenly came from the depths of the fog on the right. Immediately after the fog cleared, a large group of rotten zombies appeared in Greem's field of vision dragging their crooked ankles.
Dirty black hands rushed toward the three of them crazily.
These are rotten zombies that have been sleeping underground for many years. Their originally plump and plump bodies are now completely shriveled, their abdomens are deeply sunken, and the sparse hair on their heads is yellow and withered. Countless zombies are in their empty eye sockets, nose holes and
It writhed and squirmed in its mouth, crawling in and out.
Sensing the intrusion of foreign enemies, these rotten zombies that exist as watchdogs are all agitated. Their empty eye sockets light up with frightening red lights, and their wide and crooked mouths make their entire faces distorted.
Out of shape.
Ouch...
This group of nearly a hundred rotten zombies ignored the huge strength gap between the two sides and continued to roar and roar upwards. As soon as they entered the range covered by the flame barrier, their entire rotten and sticky bodies immediately rose up.
The water vapor sizzled, and then countless small flames sprang up.
Before they could get close to the three of them, the rapidly rising fire engulfed their evil and ugly bodies, drowning everything in the blazing flames.
The three of them had held their breath for a long time and were walking among the human-shaped torches with disgust on their faces. For those who were too close, Greem would pop up a small orange flame. Although the flame was very small, it fell on the zombies.
But it can instantly burn through their hard skin, which is as tough as old cowhide, and then ignite any substance that can be ignited.
These low-level undead creatures, whose basic strength was no more than apprentice level, could not resist the dual effects of flame barrier and 'ignition' witchcraft. They fell to the ground wailing one by one, and were burned into pieces in the painful struggle and distortion.
An unidentifiable lump of char.
As if they sensed the power of the three of them, the terrifying demonic trees that had been showing their teeth and claws and were eager to try also stopped. Deep in the mist that was beyond the sight of the three of them, the scarlet demonic tree retracted its roots that were as thick as snakes digging around, and hung down.
The skinny branches disguise themselves as dead trees.
The blood-sucking vines wrapped around the demonic tree also retracted their withered tentacles and clung to the trunk motionlessly, losing their previous activity.
The giant man-eating whippers that blocked the path of the three people struggled to pull out their roots and slowly squirmed to the sides. The sunflower-like flower disk at the top of the stem even closed its leaves, blocking the way.
That convex human face.
As the three of them approached, the Death Paradise that had been whispering just now became extremely deserted. The cold and greedy gazes shot out from the darkness all shifted their attention, and they no longer dared to offend these terrible witchcraft casters easily.
Grim looked back at Alice.
Alice shook her head and said: "I didn't notice Mary's breath! This is a paradise for the undead, and it is also very suitable for vampires to hide here. I think if I were Mary, I would definitely go deeper and use the indigenous undead here to deal with that Drew
Yi..."
Usa, who had been observing the surrounding environment coldly, couldn't help but interject: "We'd better not go too deep. You should also be able to see that most of the undead here are not naturally born, but have been artificially modified.
This means that there must be a powerful master behind them."
"Are you worried that you are a level 4 hermit?" Greem thought.
"Hmph, it's not like you can't see the situation here. A level 3 wizard can't create such a big battle, right? I'm sure it's a level 4 powerful undead that connects the underground here to some other dimension.
Space, the low-level undead here are its sentinels on the periphery. If we go too deep, we may anger the other party, which will lead to unpredictable risks!" Ursa is obviously a little wary of this place.
"Do you feel in danger?" Grim asked the question to Alice again.
This time, even Uzzaa focused his attention on Alice.
Witches of destiny are good at seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune. If the future is really dangerous, they will definitely sense it in advance.
Alice took out a crystal clear ball from her arms, held it in her hand and rubbed it for a moment, then shook her head and said: "There is risk, but there is no danger! Even... even..."
After hesitating for a long time, Alice didn't know how to describe her feeling.
"I have a feeling that this underground trip will be of great benefit to us!"
Greem and Ursa both secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"In that case, let's move on! I want to see what the real owner of this area looks like..." As a third-level witch, Ussa's opinion is obviously very important.
After all, if you want to deal with that Druid elder, Ussa is the core force in this battle.
Although Greem also has the ability to summon a level 3 thunder dragon, the price he pays for each summon is too high. Moreover, facing a level 3 druid elder, the opponent will not give him enough time to complete the summons.
However, as they continued to move forward, the three people who broke through the zombie territory soon faced an invasion by new undead creatures.
Resentful spirits, evil ghosts, and ghosts are like a group of translucent ghosts, hidden in the fog, constantly making chirping noises. Compared with the spirits in the wizarding world, these resentful spirits are made from the souls of living creatures.
A few evil spirits are missing, but a hint of ferocity is added.
They couldn't help but let out soul-stirring shrill laughter, and couldn't help but dance around the dark red flame barrier. Some resentful spirits who couldn't restrain their ferocity tried to rush into the dark red barrier, but in an instant they burst into flames.
He let out an even more horrifying scream, turned around and rushed outside.
Unfortunately, lacking the cover of a substantial body, the core of their resentment was directly exposed within the flame barrier. It only took less than three fingers for a resentful spirit with the strength of a senior apprentice to scream and burn into a handful of ashes.
The experience of sending off the dead in front also made the resentful spirits behind understand the horror of this dark red barrier. They circled faster and laughed more sinisterly, but they still did not dare to step into the flame barrier.
However, not all those who can appear here are low-level wraiths. Following the charming chuckles, beautiful girls with hot and fiery figures, wearing low-cut clothes and veils, began to wander in the mist.
emerge among them.
They giggled and chased each other, occasionally rushing out of the mist, leaving only a beautiful glimpse in front of everyone, and then hid in the depths of the mist with a coquettish smile again.
That breathtakingly beautiful face, that tall, fair, round chest, that captivating smile, that illusory and hazy hot body...
The three people shrouded in flame barrier all had disdainful sneers on their faces.
Beside them, a strange magical glow was surging. From the looks of it, it was a sign that the 'charm spell' was frequently activated.
These charming banshees can also be regarded as a kind of high-level spirits, and their strength can reach level 1. However, the acquired processing has caused a huge loss in their intelligence, and they obviously cannot compare with level 1 wizards. If they were replaced by level 1 wizards, look
Greem and the others had already run as far as they could, so how could they be so reckless and show off in front of a high-level wizard?
Their self-righteous charm skills obviously could not shake the minds of Grim and others, so after some disturbance, the banshee leader who was hiding behind them appeared proudly.
A level 1 advanced seductive banshee!
Compared with his subordinates, the spirit body of this banshee leader is undoubtedly more composed, and does not have the ethereal hazy feeling of other banshees. She is wearing a light green evening dress and exquisite transparent crystal high heels.
, stepping on the void, gracefully stepping out of the deep darkness.
"Little handsome boy, your body is so strong and mighty..." The leader of the banshee told her in a sweet and soft voice that made her hands and feet weak. A pair of slender hands that bullied Shuang Saixue slowly rubbed her body.
, licking her red lips lightly, a strong passion appeared on her charming face: "Hurry up... Hurry up and warm my lonely body with your hot passion..."
To be honest, if Greem was just an ordinary traveler, his soul would have left his body at this moment, and he would have walked into the arms of the banshee leader like a marionette.
But unfortunately, he is not!
Even the two witches were standing behind him, making it difficult for him to even pretend to be charmed.
"How about we step aside and let something happen between you and this guy?" Alice chuckled, obviously finding this scene in front of her particularly funny. (To be continued)