Silent stealth is a must for every Drow warrior, and even the Drow mages, who have always come across as physically weak, are well trained in this area.

Wearing soft-soled fast boots, Drow Mage stepped on the footprints of the warriors in front of him with agility, and followed the middle of the group without making any sound during the whole walk.

The air in the tunnel was already foul, but now it was added with a thick bloody aura and a strange aura left behind by the explosion of spells, which made everyone in it frown. However, compared to small lives, maintaining absolute silence is the real way to protect oneself, and these few difficulties cannot affect Drow's tenacity at all.

In the deep darkness, the weapon master who was walking in the front suddenly stopped, turned around and gestured a few times, and then turned and continued walking. The whole team quickly passed the warning to the last person in the queue in efficient drow sign language.

"Watch your step!" That's what this drow sign language is all about.

This is a small tunnel transit place, and the corpses of five Drow warriors lie in a space of nearly 3 tsuki. They were attacked by vampires from the folded skin of the trees, which was almost as dry as an ancient tree, and deep in the tunnels behind them, traces of battle could be seen on the rock faces.

It seems that the drow team was attacked by a large number of enemies, and in the process of retreating, they were attacked by the vampire group that had lurked early. Although it was very close to the attack point they wanted to go to, the scruples of the enemy's proximity made them still afraid to speed up by half a minute.

As they slowly navigated the barely grounded under the guidance of the Master of Weapons, the Master of Weapons suddenly stopped and crouched, silently pulling out the drow scimitar from his bosom without the slightest reflection. Just around the corner ahead, there was a faint glow on the dark rock wall, and a ghost, a blurred figure, silently pierced through it, across the middle of the tunnel.

As the ghost smirked and scanned the tunnel, the mental shield held up by Master Drow enveloped all of Drow in time. Drow is already good at stealing, and the mental shield conceals the weak vitality, which makes the ghosts, who use life perception as their main means of detection, turn a blind eye to the Drow team in front of them.

The ghost didn't linger for much, just glanced at the tunnel routinely, and then disappeared into the rock wall on the other side with an eerie smile. Zhong Zhuoer exhaled a long breath at the same time, and the tense heartstrings just now were inexplicably relaxed.

But at the moment when they had just relaxed, the faces of the Drow weapon master and the mage, who were keenly perceived, changed at the same time. The rock wall in the middle of the line flickered, and a wraith floated out of it, right through the body of a Drow warrior.

The ghost just now can still be deceived by them, but this resentful spirit who happened to collide with them will never be deceived again.

Just as the wrath suddenly sensed the breath of life that it had inexplicably bumped into and was about to scream, the Drow scimitar of the weapon master had already slashed through the core of resentment in its body, turning its screaming alarm into a faint wail before death.

Although the voice was weak and inaudible, it was like a flood of bells and bells for the Drow warriors.

"Go, move fast!" With a soft shout, the weapon master took the lead in rushing out, speeding towards the target location.

The Drow team, which was as quiet as a coiled snake just now, had already turned into a night wolf rushing forward in a moment, and its fast-running figure even pulled out afterimages in the pit where there was already a faint light source.

In the tunnel in front of and behind them, there was a sudden roar of ghosts, and by listening to the sound, you could tell that there were countless ghosts and resentful spirits moving quickly towards their location. Soon, countless fluorescent light appeared on both sides of the rock wall in front of them.

With a light snap, the speed of the weapon master increased again, and the two drow scimitars in his hands pulled out black rays, slashing through the air like lightning. One by one, the spirits that had just come out of the wall screamed and died before they could see the situation in the field.

The ghost is still too fragile, and the magic resistance to elemental damage when avataring is more directly negative. As a result, these hastily pursued spirits did not have time to accumulate sufficient numbers before they were rushed by the well-equipped Drow team, and suddenly disappeared into the darkness on the other side.

The massive casualties of the spirits here have finally caught the attention of a high-ranking banshee. Soon, under the leadership of a sucking green banshee, the pupil-pupil ghosts that filled the pit were enough to swarm along the pit and, under the guidance of the spirits in front of them, frantically pursued the unknown enemy.

Once the Drow warriors are ready to run, this short distance will not take long to cross. But if they want to go back the way they came, it has become a luxury. Listening to the deafening chirping ghost behind him, the faces of each Drow warrior became extremely ugly.

The place they wanted to go to was actually a magical chamber located directly above the main gate of the station. There was originally a Drow mage stationed here, but with the repeated routs of the battle line, it was also infested by the undead.

The secret room was opened with magical ciphertext, and it was already a mess.

This magic lock can keep out the thieves who are sneaking away, but it can't stop the spirits that penetrate the walls, so the drow mage hiding inside has fallen to the floor with a blue face, and died in the beating of the massive spirits.

"Hurry up and turn off the engine, we'll buy you some time!" The weapon master hissed as he led the Drow warriors who followed him to guard the door of the chamber.

The new Drow mage retrieved the magic crystal from the arms of his dead companion and, without saying a word, inserted it into a groove in one of the walls. With the operation of a miniature magic circle, the magic water mirror that popped up in front of him faithfully reflected the scene in front of the gate of the station. And at the edge of the light screen of the magic water mirror, there are 3 tiny runes that are silently flickering and disappearing.

These three tiny runes look inconspicuous, but they correspond to three powerful means of protection. According to the normal mode, they should pick three suitable times to release them separately, but now they are in danger, and they can only release them all in one breath regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one.

Mage Drow muttered a magic cipher in a low voice, struggling to light the first tiny rune on the light screen.

With the slight vibration of the rock wall, it was clearly visible in the magic water mirror, and a wrinkle like water waves suddenly appeared under the rock floor directly in front of the gate of the station. This sudden change caused the two Abominations who rushed close to the door to slam into the door suddenly lose their balance and roll to the ground crookedly.

However, at this time, two huge stone hands suddenly stretched out from the ground that was constantly wrinkled and rolling, and they grabbed the abomination that was rolling all over the ground. The 4-meter-tall abomination was powerless to struggle in these big stone hands, and was pinched and squeezed into mud, and the rotten meat sauce and purple and black blood leaked from the cracks of his fingers.

As the big stone hand pressed the earth with no force, the entire stone giant finally broke free from the ground, revealing his body completely in front of everyone.

"Gleishiman?" Looking at the stone giant that appeared in the water mirror, Master Drow couldn't help but be overjoyed, and he couldn't imagine that the first item of the magic mechanism was such a terrifying existence.

The Gleistone are cold creatures made of rock, usually serving mountain giants or earth titans, and they are just as harsh and ruthless by nature. In addition to the basic melee swing and rolling attack, the mastered attack skills also include the ranged attack "Earth Grip" and the group attack "Gravel Everywhere".

Such a ferocious creature, except for being a little sluggish, is almost the best guardian.

Just as he hesitated whether to continue with the next two magic traps, the sound of blades breaking through the wind and the muffled snort of Drow warriors were already heard outside the vault.

Drow mage shudres into a cold fight, and then regains awareness of the treacherous environment he finds himself in, and where is there time to deploy a few killer combinations.

He hurriedly began to recite the second set of magic ciphertexts, and directly activated the second mechanism regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one. After the cooldown on the magic crystal ended, the third set of magic ciphers began in a hurry.

At this time, the movement outside the secret room was getting louder and louder, and Drow Mage even heard the sound of vampire bats flapping their wings rapidly. His lips murmured, the last set of magical ciphers was about to end, and his fingers were already quickly tapping to the third tiny rune on the light screen.

However, a crisp and pleasant "Gege" sweet smile suddenly lingered in his ears, and then Master Zhuoer suddenly realized that he had inexplicably lost his ability to move, and his outstretched fingers stopped only a millimeter away from the rune, and he could no longer move an inch.

"Little handsome guy, you're not so good!" With a sweet and greasy glutinous sound that made people soft legs and soft feet, a pair of slender jade hands that deceived the frost and snow gently stroked his cheeks, and then a charming face that was in trouble and fell into the city appeared close to his breathing.

Master Drow was not an uninformed junior brother, and almost as soon as he saw a beautiful woman, he realized what he had encountered.

"The ...... of the Banshee"

Master Drow struggled to spit out the difficult name, and hurriedly recited the incantation of "Soul Soothing" in his heart. But before the short spell was completed, his eyes were catching up on the other's larger, seductive eyes. At that moment, he only felt that his soul was drifting, all reason had left him, and he just wanted to fall to his knees at the feet of the other party with tears in his eyes, and pour out his endless love to him.

Maybe it was just a trance, or maybe an hour had passed, and Master Drow stared blankly at the pair of purple eyes in front of him. In the depths of those purple pupils, there was a pair of small whirlpools that swirled slightly, firmly absorbing his gaze and tugging at his soul.

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