The golden fluorescence in the potion is like 'glitter dust', dotted with stars, floating from the ground, and then it seems to be subjected to a strong adsorption force, sticking to a relatively well-preserved mottled stone wall, and gradually, the outline of a door, outlined by the golden fluorescence, faintly, seems to disappear at any time.

"Secret Door!"

Charles was shocked, and his eyes welled up with obvious joy.

This was not some continental-colored ruin, but a place he speculated to be the legacy of the ancient Arcanists. Of course, even if his speculation is wrong, there may be a huge wealth hidden behind this secret door.

Vulgar gold and silver wealth is only indecent, and Charles is the priest of Ogmar, and in his eyes, intellectual wealth is the most valuable.

If there was a mage behind the door, or simply the library that guarded the ancient Arcanist Harendas......

The thought of that scene made Charles's heart pound.

The halfling female priest 'Meow Meow' was also a little confused. She's the 109th ranked high girl in the Cormier regional double list, not the kind of green tea who hugs her thighs and begs for a bag to raise, and of course she knows what 'secret door' means.

"Do you want to go in?" Meowth tightened her grip on her shield and mace.

Due to its size, the halfling's weapon may seem a little smaller in the eyes of a human, but Charles never wondered if there was such a bloody scene of skulls cracking and serous bursting out when the priestess's mace smashed on his unprotected head.

"Of course you have to go in!"

"Assembled!"

Charles immediately roared on the 'Soul of Communication' channel, and threw out another vial of Detection Potion. Stabilize the secret door.

Ten minutes later, including the regimental commander Charles, 14 members of the battle were Nordashir. Gather in front of this mottled stone wall and step into the secret doors that emerge from the surface of the wall in turn.

Soon.

Another team of players arrives at 'El's Hill'.

In the 'Relic Shield' team, a Dark Guard player of Shirek looked at the Purgatory Raven summon circling overhead, exchanged for a while, then turned to the three team leaders standing side by side, and whispered, "Tell me my Purgatory minions." The men of Nodashir were in the ruins ahead. ”

"Good."

Thor's hideous face, which had been cut in half by Scar, showed a smile of appreciation.

"Boss Thor, we have nearly 100 people this time. There were two guys who were greedy for the mission of the Elven City and ignored our group of callers, so I kicked them out. Habakak the Bear said.

Subsequently, Saul and Habakak. They all set their eyes on the pensive half-purgatory elf Quincy.

"Quincy ......," Thor began. Before the encounter, he needed the tactical guidance of the team's brains.

The train of thought was interrupted, the half-purgatory elf looked up, and saw that most of the players in the team were staring at him, and the corners of Quincy's mouth flashed a wry smile: "Don't look at me, the minimap is black, and our holy relic shield did not determine the travel route of that group, so come over in advance to reconnoiter the map." Get some pre-emptive arrangement. ”

"It's still too rushed."

Quincy shook her head, her eyes flickering at the vast mass of ruins that stretched out in front of her. Said: "This kind of terrain environment is a forgotten wasteland, the ruins and broken walls cut off our sight and perception, even if we have an absolute advantage in numbers, we dare to break in to track them, it is not easy to complete revenge......

Half-Purgatory Elf players don't care about infamy, and they don't care about any ethereal hatred that day.

To put it another way, there is no reason not to get your shoes wet when you walk by the river. It's not for nothing that the former 'land of hunting' has become infamous. If you don't die, you won't die.

So, Quincy is sane now.

"Quincy, we're all here, chasing from Averath out of the northern suburbs and from the Ancient Necropolis to this underworld......" Winged Man player Thor muttered, "I'm going to be ashamed!" ”

"Good, good......" Quincy raised his hand again in surrender. He is sane, but he also has obvious weaknesses. Keyouyou, Saul, is his cover door.

"Part!"

After Quincy agreed, he didn't hesitate for a moment, "With the squad as the formation, we have almost 17 teams of six people, all of whom are sent out to sweep the ruins!" ”

"If you find the enemy, don't fight alone, notify the team as soon as possible!"

The order of the Semi-Purgatory Elf quickly reached the ears of every member of the 'Relic Shield', and this large team was immediately divided into 17 squads in an orderly manner, marching in unison.

Soon after, a team sent reconnaissance reports, and after consolidating these reports, Thor, Quincy, and Habakak, who were already in the camp outside the ruins, couldn't help but look at each other.

Fluttered into the air.

The outline of the 'Eld's Hill' is fully visible on the minimap, but none of the teams have found any trace of the members of Nodashir.

"Impossible!" Thor angrily paced around the campfire, "Find! Keep looking until you find them! ”

Quincy took the report, thoughtful.

……

"Da, da, da~~"

The sound of crisp footsteps, echoing through a secluded and straight dark passage.

"What the hell is this?"

Nodashir and his party have been wandering around the passage for a long time, but they have never been able to find a way out.

With the glow of the unextinguishing torches of the three female spellcasters, 'Ya', 'Anya', and 'Haunting Dreams', everyone can catch a glimpse of the rows of metal cages connected to each other on both sides of the passage.

Some cells have doors open with no prisoners inside, while others have locked doors with human corpses or skeletons of other alien creatures lying across the floor inside.

Some of the cells had collapsed and been taken over by a kind of green dirt that smelled foul, and some plants with strange life had grown in the dirt, and the team was attacked by strange plants several times along the way.

Elven Marksman Ost grumbled, his whole body wet, his leather armor and hair stained with slimy green liquid.

Just a few minutes ago, he had just been swallowed by a man-eating flower, and when everyone worked together to split the man-eating flower's body and rescue the elven player, he turned into this ghost.

"It could be a labyrinth."

Charles said his guess as he walked, "The secret door can't be a portal, and I didn't feel like I was shifting in time and space when I entered the door. ”

"The world behind the secret door can't be so big that there is no boundary, we came in and walked along this road for a long time, all of them are repeated cell scenes, have you found any patterns?"

A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Regularity?" Except for the elven demon archer who was still complaining and muttering, everyone else showed a thoughtful look.

"When we came in, it seemed like every 10 minutes, we were attacked by plants......

Anya spoke her thoughts first, and her soft voice echoed in this world, "Moreover, the sneak attack plants are getting stronger and stronger, just now, that man-eating flower quietly devoured Oster, if we hadn't reacted in time, Oster would have been digested by the gastric juice of the flower in half a minute......"

"That's an elite monster." Drow sorceress 'Ya' added. She was the quintessential drow, with a haughty and cold voice, and violet eyes that sparkled in the darkness.

"Then ...... next" (To be continued.) )

PS: It's very tiring to sweep the grave today, but it's not broken~