This adventure group named 'Rufu's Shield' is chasing the troll Shankok all the way.
This is also normal. Adventurers are sometimes the same kind of creatures as hyenas. As long as they smell a chance to make a fortune, they often swarm there. Some people here have become successful, some have been exposed in the wilderness, and most people choose to retire before the stars run out, only occasionally recalling the high-spirited past in the light of the fireplace...
Chosen people may want to be more realistic. After all, the people on earth come from a more utilitarian society. Fame, wealth and power are transformed into each other at an alarming speed, and more and more people are obsessed with it. Those earlier innocence are long gone.
These people come from such a realistic team. They cannot be said to be like-minded. Unless they make a fortune together, they can be considered like-minded. However, over time, there will still be some feelings among the team. People identify with each other and form a fixed team.
The five people and the adventure group set out from the warm south to the cold north, mainly for this famous troll. They tracked the troll from the north of the Shinbone Forest for seven days and seven nights, until they pursued it into the Blood Thistle Grove before meeting it face to face.
The traces of the battle outside Elmau Castle were left by them. They lost a lot of men at that time, but also injured Shankok. The team chased the injured troll all the way into Elmaul Castle until they met the necromancer who was with Shankirk——
"...The really powerful one is the necromancer..."
"That Shankok is just a troll of about level 20, but the necromancer is at least level 25. It deceived all of us, and it is the real BOSS..."
The little fat man looked shocked and glanced at the skeletons scattered on the ground: "We can't deal with even these things he summoned..."
"Okay, don't talk about this." The archer put away the bow, pushed it with his hand, and let it hang on his back. He turned around and said, "Sir, our leader is still outside to attract its attention. It blocks us in, and we have to find another way out."
As he said this, he looked towards the secret passage behind Fang Plover.
"There is no road down there." Fang Plover lied.
Because even if they could pass through the maze-like underground tunnels, without the inheritance rights of the Logosl family, they would not be able to pass through the stone wall. The following was a dead end for these people.
And it was impossible for him to go back and lead these people the way to face those dangerous shadow monsters again.
Besides, there's a lich down there.
"We have no choice, we have to go down and take a look." The archer looked calmly, obviously not believing what he said.
Fang Yu nodded noncommittally, as if to express his agreement: "How many levels do you have?"
"Your Excellency, this is..."
As soon as he said this, the priestess who was chatting quietly with the swordsman at the side also raised her head and looked here in surprise.
"What I mean is that instead of sitting back and waiting for death, why don't you go with me to kill the necromancer."
"That thing can't even deal with our captain..." The little fat man looked at him with his mouth wide open.
"That doesn't mean I can't deal with it--" Fang Yu pretended to be inscrutable and gave a few people some confidence.
They mistook Fang Plover for a commissioner sent by the General Assembly - the Adventurer's Guild had been paying attention to this troll a few years ago, and the bounty had been increasing. Fang Yu did not deny that he had a plan, but if these people knew his true level, they would probably treat his words as a joke.
He was thinking about the abilities that a level 25 necromancer should have...
That's still a BOSS. To be called BOSS, most of them have their own unique features.
"I am level 12..." The archer hesitated, but replied out of respect for the senior adventurer.
"Me too." This is the little fat warrior.
The two swordsmen are at level 11 and the other at level 10.
The priestess is only at level ten.
Their leader has a higher level, level 15, one level higher than Fang Plover; there is also a lady named Qiangwei, who is the deputy leader, level 14, the same level as Fang Plover.
Such a group of people seemed to be helpless when they were ambushed by a level 25 BOSS. But sometimes level is not everything, it is just a summary of experience and cognition, representing the knowledge and abilities the character has mastered.
If it cannot be used properly, the benefits brought by levels are often greatly reduced.
"Can you contact anyone else?" Fang Yu asked.
The priestess nodded.
But after a while, she looked up again with a pale expression, and her tone was a little uneasy: "I, I can't contact Sister Qiangwei..."
Others were shocked when they heard this: "How is this possible!? Did something happen to them?"
"But it's only been less than a quarter of an hour..."
Fang Yu walked up to Miss Priest and stretched out his hand: "Give me the communication crystal."
The other party hesitated for a moment, but rather than saying that he was unwilling, it was better to say that he did not expect Fang Plover to make this request. She looked at the archer aside. The archer was noncommittal, and then the priestess carefully handed him the communication crystal.
She thought Fang Plover would check the information inside. But Fang Yu didn't do that. He just held it in his hand, looked at it, and handed it back to her.
Several people were a little surprised and didn't understand what his move meant.
Fang Yu was actually just checking whether the communication crystal was interfered by magic power. But he found that it was not the case. He took out his communication crystal and took a look, only to find that his communication crystal had returned to normal here.
It seems that it is not under the castle anymore.
So Fang Yu took his communication crystal and sent a message.
Since the communication is normal and I can't contact my people, something has probably happened. But as long as there is Starlight, there are many possibilities for Etalians to be resurrected quickly after death and contact is interrupted.
He thought of one of them.
Fang Yu held the crystal and raised his head: "How far is it from where you came in? Are there any forks in the middle? What is the situation outside? In what direction is the entrance to the valley?"
Several people looked at each other.
"What does this have to do with..." the guard swordsman asked.
"Of course."
"It takes about five or six minutes. There is no fork in the middle. The mine tunnel slopes downward..."
"Mining tunnel?"
"...Outside is an abandoned mine, south of Elmau Castle... We investigated before coming here and only then did we know about this place..."
Fang Yu thought that these people were more prepared than he was. They didn't know that there was an abandoned mine in the valley. However, the Seven Seas Brigade also made a temporary trip and had no plan to go to this valley in advance.
"...Is that enough, sir?"
"That's enough." Fang Yu nodded.
He raised his hand, and a golden light flew from the darkness and fell steadily into his hand.
Only then did everyone see clearly that it was a copper ball with a delicate shell. The hemispherical copper shell was covered with precise rituals and covered with copper leaves. It stretched out four copper feathers as thin as cicada wings, fluttered slightly, and then flew up, flying around Fang Plover's hand.
"Clockwork Fairy..."
It's not like a few people have never seen this little thing, but there are very few that can be as flexible as this, which is even breathtaking. The eyes of the two swordsmen shone with light. A combat craftsman with this level was at least a professional craftsman within the craftsmen's association.
As we all know, the Corin-Ithulian Adventurer Association and the Grand Artisan Association often cooperate, and it is common sense for the Artisan Association to send combat members to investigate.
Several people thought that Fang Plover was a professional craftsman from the combat department of the Craftsman Federation. I just don’t know whether it is the white or black level. As for the higher level red and department heads, with their common sense, they also know that the craftsmen will always let the department head level people handle this small matter.
Of course, Fang Yu would not say that he was just a Venus craftsman, nor did he serve in the Combat Craftsman Department of the Craftsman Federation - he only slightly rolled his collar inward, and in the dim light, most people would not notice it.
He took the Clockwork Fairy back mainly to recharge it, and on the one hand, it also gave these people some confidence. Although the capable angels stood aside, the Clockwork Fairy was what most people understood more intuitively.
Since the Clockwork Fairy hadn't consumed much magic power before, it didn't take long to recharge it. Fang Plover pointed forward, and it suddenly flew forward and disappeared into the darkness——
"Are you from the Craftsmen's Association?" The little fat man looked at this scene and still asked in disbelief: "You, can you really deal with that undead wizard?"
"I have no idea."
"You'll know after you take a look." Fang Yu replied noncommittally.
But just these words gave a few people inexplicable confidence.
People are like this, and blind confidence makes people feel unreliable. But if he acted more rationally, what he said would be doubly convincing.
However, those questions Fang Yu asked before were certainly not without purpose. Since the clockwork goblin itself does not emit light, it is difficult to install dark vision components, so it is difficult to discern the direction in the darkness.
However, Fang Yu was confident. After mastering the basic terrain information, he could try flying blindly.
Since he could no longer count on contacting anyone outside, he decided to investigate first. A level 25 necromancer is not insurmountable, but the prerequisite is not to rush into him without knowing anything.
That would only result in a bloody blow.
A few people fell silent, with only the occasional clicking sound coming from Fang Plover's control gloves in the darkness.
His hood was pulled down so that no one could see that he was wearing goggles. But he stood motionless and seemed even taller. Everyone only looked at Ji Ta who was standing aside - they regarded her as Fang Plover's assistant.
The assistant is a naturalist.
The swordsman of the Guards was amazed, and even teased everyone about how rare and powerful the profession of naturalist was. To have a naturalist as an assistant - one can imagine his strength and status. The little fat man and the other swordsman were fascinated by what he heard, and the priestess couldn't help but look at Fang Plover a few more times.
Only the archer told them to be silent and interfere with Fang Plover's control of the clockwork goblin - he was very worried and wanted to know what was going on outside.
Jita pushed up her glasses and felt a little quiet while holding her magic book.
After a while, Fang Plover released a second clockwork fairy.
He secretly screamed bad luck. The first clockwork goblin flew about halfway and hit a wall. It was too fast and was scrapped on the spot. There is no way, flying blind also requires a certain amount of luck, technology is only part of it.
The second clockwork fairy flew faster, almost making a sound of wind.
However, it was not much luckier than the first clockwork goblin and crashed into a pillar.
It wasn't until the third clockwork fairy that Fang Plover finally caught a ray of light in the darkness. He turned his hand and asked the clockwork fairy to turn in that direction. Of course, the clockwork goblins can move much faster than humans, but three clockwork goblins one after another still delayed the journey by a minute or two.
The vision brightened.
Fang Plover narrowed his eyes under his goggles.
While he was gently asking the Clockwork Goblin to slow down, so as not to hit something due to vision problems, he failed in his success. After getting used to the light, Fang Plover could clearly see that there was a fir forest outside. Although it was covered with snow, he could still clearly see an open space below and several houses with only their frames remaining.
Just as these people described, there was an abandoned mine outside.
Due to the eye-catching target, Fang Plover almost immediately saw the tall creature standing in the open space - this kind of dwarf giant was about four to five meters tall, covered in green skin and covered with ugly bumps.
Its nose is pointed and long, and its eye sockets are deep-set, with two small green bean-like eyes inside - shining with a cunning light. The man with messy blue hair was carrying a wooden stick and rubbing his back on the fir tree.
This troll seems a bit laid back.
Fang Plover let his clockwork goblin fly higher to look for traces of the undead wizard.
He soon saw a group of people behind a building. Looking more carefully, I found that these people were sitting in the snow, being guarded by a group of black swordsmen - directly in front of those black swordsmen, Fang Plover finally found his target.
What made Fang Yu frown slightly was that he found that this person looked familiar.
He gently closed his fingers and pressed down, moving his clockwork fairy closer to that direction. Take a closer look——
Isn't that the 'messenger' of the Dragon Cult who appeared in Dolifen?
Why is this person here?
Is he the necromancer?
Fang Yu suddenly realized that in the three or four years since Shankok disappeared, the other party was probably executing Dolifen's plan. In this case, it made sense. But what is the relationship between the other party and Shancock? What were they doing here three or four years ago?
Fang Yu believed that these dragon worshipers would never do anything meaningless.
He became suspicious and asked the clockwork goblin to fly down, pass through the dilapidated mine buildings, and circle behind the opponent. In order to make as little noise as possible, he even asked the Clockwork Goblin to stop and hide behind a wall, with the camera facing sideways towards the people outside.
Although the Necromancer was of high level, he did not notice that there was an inconspicuous gadget hidden in this direction.
Images from outside came in.
Fang Yu turned around and asked several people about the appearance and identity of those in custody.
Every time he described one, several people exclaimed in exclamation.
"That's the leader, it's over... The leader was also captured..."
"That's Ruth..."
"Is Sister Qiangwei here too..."
Several people looked gloomy.
The team asked them to find their way out precisely because they were the weakest team.
Others who were stronger also fell into the hands of the undead wizard, which made them even more desperate.
The archer clenched his fists and said nothing. The others looked at Fang Plover, this seemingly mysterious 'senior adventurer', who was probably their only hope at the moment.
But Fang Plover didn't answer, he just raised a finger to his mouth to ask them to calm down. He was constantly capturing information from the outside through the clockwork goblin, and turned on the sound component. First he heard the whistling of the wind, and then the voice of the 'messenger' came.
The voice was a little distorted: "Starlight is very precious, right? You are the chosen ones. Do you really want me to kill you...?"
"I'm not in the mood to play these cat and mouse games with you... Now let me ask you a question..."
Having said this, he suddenly let out a soft "Eh", turned around, and looked in the direction of the entrance to the mine above the valley - that is, the direction of the corridor where Fang Plover and the others were.
After about a few seconds, he turned back: "Tell me, you chased Shancock all the way to this place...Have you seen that thing..."
His voice echoed in the wind.
Fang Yu was still thinking about the meaning of his words. But after a while, the young man in the picture with soft curly hair stuck to his forehead but a very resolute face asked: "You practice necromancy... We were entrusted by the Adventurer's Guild to pursue you all the way here. , will you really let us go?"
Fang Yu recognized that this young man was exactly the group leader described by those people.
The messenger shook his head: "I can swear to Ms. Roman."
The young man seemed a little hesitant.
He looked back at a swordsman girl behind him, who had her hands clasped behind her back. She had beautiful short fiery red hair and green eyes - just like a thorny rose. Even under such circumstances, the girl seemed calm enough:
"Ms. Roman can't control you lawless people."
"...And I heard that the gods you believe in are saints walking in the darkness." She put forward her conditions very rationally.
The messenger looked deeply at her. "You know us well, well then - I can swear my oath to the Dark Saints."
"What's the oath?"
"If what you say is true, I won't kill you."
He spread his hands: "Actually, if you are a threat to me, I will kill you without hesitation. Unfortunately, you are too weak, and I really can't be interested."
The young man and the girl looked at each other, a little embarrassed, being humiliated in front of them, but this was also the reason why their strength was so poor.
What follows is a question and answer session.
The messenger asked questions, and the young man and the girl took turns to answer. Fang Plover listened on the sidelines - the Dragon Worshipers seemed to be looking for a person, who, like the troll Shankirk and the necromancer, went all the way south and arrived at this place.
At first, Fang Plover thought they were looking for him and was startled, but after listening carefully, it seemed that was not the case.
Because they talked about necromancy, it seemed like the man was a necromancer as well.
And a second necromancer?
Fang Plover was slightly startled. He could hear that the 'messenger' seemed eager to find this person - and the team actually knew very little about the matter, but the other party still paid attention to every detail.
Next, the 'messenger' suddenly whispered something, but Fang Plover couldn't hear it clearly due to the long distance.
But the young man suddenly became excited.
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