Broad World

Humans have lived in Amn for thousands of years, but with the rise of the Sean Empire, this place became a unified country and reached its current territory in DR768. During the rise of Sean, most of the elves living in Amn Forest were either killed or enslaved. This fact has not been forgotten by the elves living here today. With the independence of Amn, this place gradually became a center of trade, people began to become wealthy, and society prospered. A series of plagues and monster events unleashed by mages of certain schools made the citizens of Amn a poor appraisal of arcane spellcasters.

Such a long history has made Ascatla's cemetery a paradise for tomb robbers. After countless years of reconstruction and capping, a huge group of tombs has formed underground. Tomb robbers can dig up a large number of valuable funerary items here every year, including precious magical creations and some ancient works of art.

Standing at the entrance of the cemetery, Henry suddenly felt a trance, as if something was calling him. This feeling is quite strange, it seems that there is a voice whispering in the ear, and it seems to be a direct call to the soul. He noticed that the sign on the system on his hand was starting to get hot, as if it was a reminder of something extremely important nearby.

"Hey! What's the matter with you, you suddenly stayed there without a word, looking like it was controlled by a spell." Viconia walked over and asked with concern. Since the two had an intimate relationship, there has been a little more trust between each other. Although there was a little dispute in the end, it did not produce any bad effects.

Henry grinned reluctantly and replied: "It's nothing, maybe because I didn't sleep well in the morning, so I suddenly felt a little dizzy just now."

"You'd better cheer up, because according to the markings on this map, the entrance to the underground is not far in front. If you stay like this, you might accidentally trigger a trap if you can't take a few steps."

"Don't worry. I will adjust my state." Henry knew that Viconia was doing it for himself. However, there is no way to tell this kind of things that involve the secrets of the soul, only patience, patience, and patience until the cause is found out.

Kogen touched his beard thoughtfully, and then shouted: "I see, you must be a little depressed because you didn't cut anyone last night. Don't worry, I have encountered this situation before. I will go down for a while. Find a rotten zombie to slash and slash and it's okay."

The words of the dwarf made Henry a little bit dumbfounded. But he nodded with a smile on his face. "Thank you for your suggestion, I will try it when I get underground."

Edwin's eyes wandered around, and he didn't know what bad idea he was making. Fide, who had been following him, leaned in and warned in a low voice: "Pay attention, Red-robed Mage. My eyes will always be fixed on you. If there is any suspicious movement, this sharp dagger will pierce through it. your heart."

"Don't be nervous. I will fulfill the obligations of a mage." Edwin replied with a dry smile. After cursing everyone secretly, he pretended to be indifferent and followed the team all the time.

Feder had long been told by Henry and always stayed behind everyone. She is quite satisfied with her current situation and does not do much work, but the treatment is quite good. In just one night, he obtained a sharp backstab dagger and a pair of sneaking boots. You must know that if these things are sold on the market, there may be thousands or even tens of thousands of gold coins. She intends to keep working under the new boss. Anyway, there is no other place to go.

The entrance to the underground is a white round tower-shaped tomb, which seems to have been abandoned for a long time, and is surrounded by dust and cobwebs. No one would have thought that this place had actually been hollowed out by the shadow thief, and all this was just an elaborate disguise. Henry cautiously pressed the next mechanism, only hearing a soft "click" sound, and the heavy stone door opened automatically.

Looking at the deep passage, he directly blessed the dwarf with the "lighting technique". Kogen drew out the two axes from his waist and walked down carefreely, followed by Viconia, who had night vision ability. Henry blessed himself with "Iron Skin Art" and became the third one. The next one was Edwin, the red-robed mage, and Fide was the same as always.

"Damn! Everyone, be careful, the ground here is pitted and not level at all." Kogen cursed in a low voice, who was almost tripped over. He felt that the level of burrowing by the shadow thief was simply too bad, and I am afraid that even the dwarves who didn't have a full beard (referring to the little guys who were under fifty and underage) were better than them.

The Queen of Poison Tongue hurriedly pushed with her shield to remind: "Be quiet! Do you want all the monsters below to know that we are here?"

"I'd rather fight the monster to death and death. I don't want to go to this one..." Kogen's voice became smaller and smaller, and at the last word, no one except him could hear it.

With a little bit of depth, Henry felt that the power of this summoning was getting stronger, especially when he was about to see the end. The vague whispers in the ear can already be heard clearly. It kept yelling: "Change... It belongs to the change... Come on... Come and find me... I can give you the power to be poor... From illusion to reality..."

At the same time, his soul was being burned by an unknown force, and bursts of severe pain were unbearable. The sweat soaked all the clothes on his body in just a minute, and even his breathing became rapid and heavy. Several other teammates noticed that something was wrong with the situation, and they all stopped and watched.

"Damn it! What's wrong with you, you're so hot." Viconia was burned just by touching her finger. This is simply not the temperature that a human body can emit, I am afraid that ordinary fire elements are nothing more than this.

Kogen took out his kettle and poured all the cold water on Henry's head, hoping to lower the temperature for him, but the water evaporated before it touched the skin. He grew his mouth wide in surprise: "Oh, my God! I bet he can just rush down and give the undead a warm hug, and he can burn them directly to ashes."

"It seems that our adventure is about to end early. His current state is very dangerous. If he doesn't hurry to the temple, I'm afraid his life will be in danger."

After checking with the magic arts, Viconia gave the answer directly. Henry's body temperature now exceeds that of ordinary flames, and his water is also losing a lot. Although the reason is not known at present, it is definitely impossible to continue exploring. Because his own consciousness is not so clear.

"No! You can't give up so easily! Aren't you a priest? Give him treatment quickly. We have to keep going. The Netheril scroll is lying somewhere here." Edwin 1 It broke out immediately when I heard that I was leaving. He has spent so much thought and paid countless prices, how can he return without success at such a time.

Suddenly, a dagger was placed directly on the red robe mage's neck. Feder shook his tail and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up! If you dare to say one more word, this dagger will pierce your throat."

If someone from the Shadow Thieves Union saw her like this, they would immediately shut up honestly. Almost everyone knows that there are two obvious signs before this demonic spirit gets angry, one is the wagging tail. The other is a whispered roar. If both signs appear, then quickly kneel on the ground and beg for mercy while you can still catch your breath.

Edwin obviously didn't know this, and even if he knew it, he wouldn't care too much. After all, he is a thirteenth-level conjurer system mage, and he also has some abilities unique to the red robe mage. For example, the glowing magic tattoo on the neck now blessed a solid barrier around the body almost instantly.

This is a unique magic technique of Searle's red robe, which can engrave a certain magic on the body through tattoos. Release directly when needed. It doesn't need to be memorized separately, nor need to be prepared in advance. In addition to being quite expensive to make, it can be almost perfect.

The places where a mage can be tattooed are very limited, so many red-robed mages even shave all their hair in order to add one more. Even so, the number of tattoos cannot exceed three at most. Otherwise it will have unpredictable consequences. There used to be some self-righteous guys hoping to break through the limit, and even cut off an important part of their lower body, and then tattooed the fourth, but when he used it, he discovered that due to the confusion of magical energy, there was no way to activate it.

Edwin obviously didn't shave his hair, so there were only two tattoos all over his body, one of which was the fourth-level magic "soul armor" that he had just used. There is also a "transportation technique" as a means of escape. He stared at Fid fiercely, with casting materials in one hand ready to release deadly magic at any time.

Kogen immediately drew out his axe when he saw this. As long as the mage dared to say a word, he would immediately rush over with his weapon~www.NovelMTL.com~ Although his brain is not very good, the distance between relatives and closeness is still clear. of. Moreover, the warrior and the mage were born with a certain contradiction, coupled with Edwin's often shown superiority. It makes sense to make the dwarves upset.

Seeing that the inner bar was on the verge of breaking out, Viconia, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, also joined the magic chain "Years". The three people surrounded the red robe mage in the shape of a product, and as long as he dared to make a slight change, he would immediately usher in a storm-like attack. You must know that "soul armor" is made with part of the caster's soul, and once it is broken, the consequences are quite serious. The internal organs of the light ones will be damaged, and the heavy ones are likely to become fools or vegetatives.

Edwin felt the hostility of everyone and tightened all his nerves. He simply couldn't deal with three good players at such a close distance at the same time, especially since the other party had a priest of not low level.

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