If it weren't for the fact that Fat Bo and his party all wore the guard emblem of Stratholme, I am afraid that this in-depth journey would have been their last trip.

Although the smiling mushroom didn't dare to deal with them directly with illusions, it was also tempting and bewitching them in its own way. Once a mentally weak creature is lured into their midst, they can reasonably kill the prey without violating their agreement with the corpse witches. Half a year later, some visitors will unexpectedly find the bones and relics of the unlucky man in some remote places.

However, there is a little banshee in the fat wave team, and her mournful and desolate singing can easily overshadow the seductive whispers of the smiling mushrooms, so that the three skeleton brothers with low wills from dancing with the little mushrooms are in danger.

And now, Fat Bo and his party rode slowly down the desolate sheep intestine path, and those smiling mushrooms that had not given up were still following from afar, and the whispering sound of chirping was terrifying.

Passing through the territory of the smiling mushroom, Fat Bo and his party soon entered the paradise of baby monsters.

The baby monster is a small monster with a withered and shriveled body like a human baby, and a strange thing that resembles an umbilical cord dragged behind it. They crawl on the ground, crawl fast, and speak in a high-pitched and piercing voice.

These baby monsters are not real babies, but rather a more terrifying kind of monster with an innate instinct similar to "incantation". In other words, some of what they say will become reality with the resonance of a strong will. It's simply an infinite prayer.

It's just a pity that they are all evil creatures with extremely twisted hearts, and their hearts are full of vicious curses and resentments, so don't expect them to send you any good wishes, or all you can expect from the baby monsters is endless abuse and vicious curses.

Dozens of baby monsters come together to unleash the most vicious curse on a target, even a terrestrial bear to be infested with layers of malice and then left to slaughter.

Walking among such a group of undead madmen, it really takes a super strong and firm heart and will, otherwise they will be peeled off in minutes, and their souls will fall into them, becoming one of the many confused souls in the Whispering Garden.

These special kinds of monsters have their own territory, and they will not be crossed easily, otherwise it is not impossible to provoke a war between monsters and monsters.

The patrol traversed a gravel path almost submerged in heavy dust, winding and winding, and obscured by the withered branches and rattans of ghost vines, human face flowers, and demon baby grass. Many times, the gravel path would go straight through a tall ghost tree that had long since withered and died, and the vine branches hanging from it were like living creatures, and they kept murmuring and wriggling. As the guard badge on their chests approached, the rattans retreated, making way for a barren and desolate path.

The undead world is too vast, and the types of undead that have been bred in it for tens of thousands of years are even more innumerable, and most of them are new types that are not recorded in the "Monster Creature Guide". For such special undead, even with the abundant forces of the cemetery, it is impossible to clear or subdue them all, so it is not uncommon to reach a peace agreement with certain chieftains or lords without interfering with each other.

This is the case with this Whispering Garden.

The baby monsters and flower spirits, banshees and common undead spirits bred in it do not belong to the same system, and even the talent spells are in their own series, weird and mysterious. Stratholme was anxious to expand outward, and it was difficult to mobilize enough troops to bulldoze the area, so he only attacked it once, and after appropriate military intimidation, he hastily reached a peace agreement with the guys here.

Stratholme no longer sent troops to clear the area, but the monsters of the Whispering Garden couldn't step out of the land at will. In order to prevent unknown accidents, Stratholme regularly sends people to patrol the area, and the monsters must ensure the safety of the patrol personnel and the mission is not disturbed.

According to the agreement, as long as the patrols do not step out of the gravel path or directly kill the monsters of the Whispering Garden, the baby monsters cannot attack them, otherwise they will directly challenge Stratholme's authority.

However, unlike other places, the strange creatures such as baby monsters, flower spirits, and dryads don't have real leaders. They are more of a special form of group intelligence, just like many insects, showing a strange group intelligence. Therefore, it is unknown whether the agreement signed with such monsters can be complied with, and for how long!

So it's really a big adventure to come here to patrol, otherwise it wouldn't have fallen straight on these "newcomers".

With the infinite "reverence" for the irresponsible corpse witch in his heart, Fat Bo and his party finally approached the goal of this trip after a lot of hardships——。

It is an ancient and decadent ancient ruin.

Everywhere there are shards of dumped and crooked stone pillars, everywhere there is the eerie laughter of banshees, but there is a sense of the vicissitudes of time that is not found elsewhere in the old and desolate places. It seems that the banshees have made this their backyard their backyard, and are hiding in various hidden dark places and constantly peeking out.

Even though Rando was a banshee herself, she didn't have the slightest intention of treating these wild mindless spirits as kind. The originally beautiful and delicate face also became distorted and hideous, and the scarlet blood pupils flickered brightly, and they kept whispering around to warn the other party not to get too close.

The entrance is near the remains of a collapsed temple.

The size and shape of the ruins suggest that it was a huge temple. Unfortunately, with the encroachment of the long river, the part above the ground has collapsed and collapsed, and it no longer exists. There was only one black hole between the broken rubble and the ruins, and the hole of the hole led directly to the part of the underground labyrinth that still remained. However, this place has been obscured by a thick magic light shield at the moment, and all kinds of mysterious magic runes are faintly flashing on it.

It is an extremely complex compound circle with 5 distinct circle nodes, each of which has a magic crystal, protected by the power of the circle.

The task of Fat Wave and his party is to check the operation of the magic circle and decide whether to replace the magic crystals according to the situation.

For this kind of overly professional stuff, Fat Bo is undoubtedly a layman, so he can only entrust all the work to An, who has the identity of the bone law, while he walks step by step along the broken half-flower bed with his hands behind his back.

Ann leaned down and looked at the circle, most of the mana crystals were already turning red, which was a sign that the mana was about to run out. Ann could only shrug her shoulders to her companion speechlessly, and began to replace the magic crystal according to the operating procedures left by the corpse witches.

Replacing the magic crystal would inevitably suspend the operation of the sealing circle, so the two skeletons of Kento and Blackblade stood in front of the entrance of the black hole and waited for emergencies that might arise at any time.

With a soft creak, the circle stopped running under Ann's operation, and the transparent light mask that blocked the entrance to the cave disappeared. With the injection of a large amount of air, the cave that had been sealed for more than a month also suddenly spit out a huge amount of gray-white yin death filth, and Kento, who was holding the white bone shield high, staggered and stood unsteadily. As for the Black Blade, he turned around and slipped behind Kento and hid.

The other members didn't have much feeling or strange feelings, but Fat Bo, who was walking alone in the distance, suddenly turned around and looked at the entrance from afar, his face was uncertain, and some inexplicable muttering whispers sounded in his ears.

A painful expression of struggle and rejection appeared on Fat Bo's face, and even his emotions gradually became a little high and angry.

However, at this time, An also successfully completed the replacement of 5 magic crystals and activated the magic circle again. When the sealing circle once again obscured the breath inside, Fat Bo broke free from the mire of his soul with a sweaty head.

It's terrible, it's so evil! What's in there? Why did he have a sense of mission called by the source? If it weren't for the strength of his personal will, I am afraid that he would have rushed into that mysterious cave involuntarily at this moment.

"Gone, gone...... Fat man, it's time for us to go to the next location! ”

Listening to Kento's exaggerated shouting in the distance, Fatty Bo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and secretly decided that he must understand this so-called from the side when he has the opportunity in the future, and see what is inside.

Cautiously exiting the Whispering Garden along the same path, everyone let go of a raised heart. I can't help but say that I beat my horse and whip straight to the next inspection site, and no one wants to stay here for a few more moments.

The next location was supposed to go straight to the northwest, but considering that they had also taken on the pharmacist's commission, Ann decided to take a detour and complete the Doomsday Grass tasks by the way.

Not long after they left with their horses, a strange figure with a blurred figure and a confused face floated out of the cave they had sealed.

From its physical characteristics and way of acting, it can be seen that this should be a common ghost in the undead world, but its way of existence is beyond the imagination of all ordinary people. The magic light shield that sealed the entrance of the cave had no effect on this spirit at all, and it actually made it go straight through as if it were no one.

The moment the ghost's body and the magic light shield came into contact, not even the basic elemental ripples were generated. It was as if the ghost was just an illusory light and shadow, never really existed in this world, and even the banshee that slowly floated by its side turned a blind eye to it.

The ghost floated into the ruins, silently looking in the direction where Fat Bo and his party had left, standing still for a long time.