In the darkness of the night, Somon finished speaking to Macbeth's corpse and was about to step forward and continue to act according to plan.

At this moment, Mukoni on the side found something and shouted: "Be careful!"

"How ......"

Before Somon could say a word, Mu Coni had already made a move, and the blue spell shield was propped up, blocking to the side.

"Bang bang bang!"

With three explosions, Mukne's shield shook violently and exploded, but fortunately she barely blocked all the attacks.

I saw that the attack was still three ice picks dyed with gold, and at this time, they were completely shattered into ice crystals.

This!

Somon's eyebrows furrowed, and he reacted a little, and suddenly turned his head to look at Macbeth's corpse, only to see the corpse twist and turn into green smoke and disperse.

"It's a psychic illusion spell. "We were deceived and didn't kill each other. ”

"Is that damn white-hat guy teasing us?" said Somon, frowning.

"It's not. Mu Coni's face was extremely solemn, her eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, and she said loudly, "That guy's strength is not so strong, you have seen my memory, if he really has this kind of strength, he will not be almost killed by me before." I guess there are other people casting spells in the shadows, working together against us. ”

"Then hurry up and find out the ghost!" Somon's expression also became solemn, realizing that something was wrong with the situation.

Mu Coni continued to scan the darkness around her, and said a little anxiously: "I know what to do, don't rush me! The other party's strength is likely to be stronger than mine, I need a little time!"

As soon as Mu Coni finished speaking, there were three "booms", and three golden-dyed ice picks flew again, whistling out with full power, as if they were about to tear the space.

This time, both Somen and Mu Koni quickly and defensively propped up their shields to block the attack, and then Mu Koni gritted her teeth, and a purple flame similar to that of Suo Men appeared in her palm.

"You forced me!" Mu Coni said, swallowing the flames directly into her mouth, and the momentum erupted from her body, breaking through the limit of a first-level wizard and reaching the level of a second-level wizard.

Mu Koni's gaze became extremely sharp, sweeping through the night like a knife, and the next moment he found something, and as soon as he raised his hand, a large number of wind blades flew out.

"Hiss-"

The wind blade had barely gone far before it ran into an invisible barrier, rubbed violently, and finally disappeared into the invisible.

A cold and glamorous female figure appeared, her skin was extremely fair, and her expression was like an iceberg for ten thousand years, as if nothing could make her smile.

The momentum that was not weaker than Mu Coni and Somen slowly emanated from her body, it was the upper echelon of the White Stone Tower, Mephilis!

Standing beside Mayphylis was an unscathed Macbeth, who glanced at Somen and Muconi, withdrew his gaze, and somewhat carelessly took off the white hat he was wearing on his head, reaching out to brush away the non-existent dust.

After a long time, he put the white hat back on his head, and then he looked at Somen and Mu Keni seriously and said, "You guys...... I have told you that our White Stone Tower has increased its vigilance and used one-sixth of its strength to deal with you, but you don't believe it!

Tsk, to tell you the truth, when I told you kindly, you should have run away, and you might have been able to pick up a life when the time came, but you didn't listen and wanted to kill me.

Hah! Am I so good at killing? I really think too much! Now it's okay, I'm asking for hardship, I'm clever! You ...... Well...... Wait for death!"

"It's up to you!" Mu Koni said, "And the woman next to you? You're just a first-level wizard at most, and the woman next to you is only a second-level wizard, and now we're two second-level wizards." Do you really think you can beat us? Who gave you the confidence?!"

"Who told you that it's just the two of us here?" said Mephilis, and as soon as the words fell, the faces of Mukney and Somen changed together.

They clearly sensed that a large number of mana fluctuations were unabashedly exposed from the darkness around them, surrounding the two of them.

Suomen felt that a second-level wizard in the darkness who was not weaker than his momentum firmly locked him with his spiritual power. Mu Coni on the side also found that Mayphylis, who was in front of her, was looking at her with a serious face, and once she made any moves, she would definitely be able to respond very quickly. At the same time, the eyes of many first-level wizards kept falling on her, ready to attack her at any time.

At this moment, Macbeth spoke, and said to Somen and Muktani: "You guys, do you really not understand, or do you fake that you don't understand me? I said, it's one-sixth of the power! One-sixth of the power is waiting for you here! There are only two of us? Heh, it's only the two of you! Think about the way to die!"

Somen and Mu Koni's faces became extremely bad, and they quickly communicated, "It seems that we have fallen into a trap. ”

"During this time, there are so many actions that it is difficult not to arouse the other party's ideas. ”

"It's all caused by speeding up the process, we shouldn't be in such a hurry. ”

"But that's already it. ”

"So ......"

"Only ......"

"Okay......"

Somen and Mukoni glanced at each other, and the next moment they attacked Mayphylis, Macbeth, and the wizards surrounded by darkness in front of them!

"Boom!"

......

in the grave.

"Dada...... Da Da ......"

Richard walked through the corridor, and when he reached the end of the first corridor, he saw Hall 1, where there was nothing but the corpses of the insect army that had been left behind for a long time.

Moving on, then Hall 2 and Hall 3, there were still no surprises.

Go all the way to Hall Four.

This is where the second expedition ends, with an entire mushroom forest and a new army of biters hidden within.

At this time, I saw that the mushroom forest had all withered, and the ground had turned into a hard, gray-green patch, like a mossy stone.

Between the "stones" and the "stones" are the corpses of many new swarm army individuals, and the mouthparts are covered with traces of yellow-green liquid drying up, and you can imagine the scene of the original swarm army of individuals constantly spitting out corroded internal organs and dying a tragic death.

As he stepped deeper, the corpses of the insects army became more and more, and by the time they reached the fifth corridor, they were already dense, almost filling half of the corridor.

Richard had to make some effort to clean up before he could continue his way, and then walked to Hall Five.

Here, there are signs of another mushroom forest that once remained, but it also withered, shriveled, and died.

Among them, there are several huge monster corpses standing.

The monster looks like a beetle and a moth, with wings on its back, an extremely large head, and its erect body is more than four meters tall, almost the same as the height of the hall, and it weighs a ton at least, and is more aggressive than a black bear or something. If there is any demonic ability, even a genuine wizard would not dare to deal with it easily.

But by this time, the other party was dead, and the corpse struggled to maintain an upright posture with its head raised.

This is because chlorine is heavier than air, and when it enters the tomb, it fills the bottom and then squeezes the space upwards little by little.

The monster was somewhat confined and could not leave the grave, so it struggled to straighten up to absorb less and less thin air, and then, in despair, died like a dog without dignity.

Maybe they're powerful, maybe they're comparable to wizards, but it doesn't make sense anymore, because ...... Now they're just corpses.

Richard's gaze swept over the corpse and continued on, walking to Hall Six, Hall Seven, and Hall Eight......

As he progressed, Richard saw more and more powerful monsters, but without exception, they all died. They may have killed the explorers dozens of times, but in the graves that were once filled with chlorine, they were no different from the rest of the weak beetles.

Richard went deep, deep, and deeper, as he had expected - unimpeded, without encountering any danger, to the end.

Deepest part of the grave, Hall Fifteen.

Richard paused, took off his bloated leather coat, heavy oxygen cylinder, and cumbersome beak mask, and looked ahead.

I saw that the fifteenth hall was gray—the floor was gray, the walls were gray, and the roof of the cave was gray, and it was extremely monotonous. Inside, there is no mushroom forest, no monster corpses, empty, presenting a minimalist style.

In the center of this minimalist hall, there is a cylindrical gray stone platform more than half a meter high.

On the stone platform was a suitcase, which looked ordinary, but the color was black—the only color that was different in the hall—so striking, so eye-catching.

There is no doubt that the suitcase is telling the comer in the most direct way: come, open it!

Richard's eyes flashed, and he stepped closer.