The three people walking in front stopped and looked back at Mag.
"As expected of Alex, while we were still thinking about how to solve the problem, you were already thinking about how to distribute the spoils." Crassus looked at Mag with some emotion, "I was so crazy when I was young."
"No, you didn't." Julian shook his head, "When you were young, you could only get beaten."
"That...that's what I allowed them to do." Crassus' momentum suddenly weakened a bit.
He did suffer a lot when he was young when he first created melee magic. Magicians of his own age almost abused him. The worst thing was that he was abused by some magicians who were younger than him.
The past... don't mention it.
Mag raised his eyebrows slightly. He was not trying to show off. He just wanted to complete the task. But now that the words had been spoken, he could only pretend to be calm.
"Fried or roasted?" Irina asked seriously, "What does devil taste like? I haven't tasted it yet."
"This... you have to see the real thing before you can decide." McGonagall thought for a moment.
Crassus and Julian glanced at the two of them, one really dared to ask and the other dared to answer.
The dirty guys who believed in the devil have all been dealt with, and the Thunderstorm Mountains have returned to calm, with only the cold wind howling in the mountains and the occasional thunder.
In the middle of a snow-covered plain deep in the mountains, there was now a dark hole.
Crassus raised his hand and swung a fireball towards the direction of the cavity. The two-meter-wide pitch-black cavity seemed to be able to swallow light. When the fireball sank into it, the light disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared.
And above the hollow, there was a strange black mist, which seemed to be hiding some kind of ghost, wriggling and twisting like crazy.
"The place of seal is right there." Julian stopped five meters away, looked at the black mist and said with a solemn expression: "This black mist is very difficult to deal with. Everything under the entrance of the cave is shrouded in black mist, making it impossible to see objects and spirits. The power is also very limited and cannot detect the specific situation below."
"Although the breath is a little different, this black mist is not much different from the black mist we encountered before. Leave it to me." Irina stepped forward with a relaxed expression and raised the mage staff in her hand.
The black mist seemed to feel threatened, and after a while, it squirmed towards Irina.
"Holy Light, please listen to my call and purify these evils!"
Irina chanted loudly, and a bright holy light burst out from the mage's staff.
The evil black mist was illuminated by the holy light and instantly melted like ice and fire.
Accompanied by a sickening scream, the black fog that filled the cavity was quickly eliminated.
"Holy light is indeed unique in its ability to eliminate evil." Julian nodded thoughtfully. The ice magic could barely cover the hole, but it was helpless against the purification of the black mist.
"The goddess of light was born to stand on the opposite side of evil. Being able to purify evil is nothing. But Irina should be the only great light magician in the world, right?" Crassus said with a bit of regret and regret in his tone. Worry.
"Next, let's go down below." Irina's eyes fell into the hollow, the mage staff was raised high, and a larger holy light than before penetrated into the hollow.
A terrifying scream like a ghost came from the cavity, and the originally dark cavity became brighter under the illumination of the holy light.
Everyone looked down and saw that the holy light had not dissipated yet. The hollow was not a straight passage, but more like a huge cave, and the hollow was a hole cut into the top of the cave.
"This cave looks very deep." Crassus frowned.
"We all saw it." Julian rolled his eyes.
"Are we going to jump like this?" Irina was already eager to give it a try. The unknown was not a fear to her, but made her find it challenging and interesting.
"I will lead the charge." Crassus jumped down first, and three fireballs floated in front of him, lighting up the road below.
"Let's go." Julian jumped down, but soon a step of ice appeared at his feet. With each step down, a step appeared, as if he was walking in the air, quite like an expert. freehand.
"How do we get down?" Mag looked at Irina and asked. Although he could guarantee that he would not fall to death if he jumped like this, it still seemed a little inconsistent with the style of the best knight in the world.
"You dance, I dance." Irina looked at Mag and said affectionately.
"Let's go then." Mag grabbed Irina's hand and jumped down into the hole.
The cave was pitch black, with only Crassus leading the way with three flames, illuminating and warming an area.
Mag looked around, probably no one would have thought that there was such a huge cave under the Thunderstorm Mountains.
"This is not a natural cave. It should have been dug out. However, it was very long ago, even further than the history of the elves." Irina threw out a few flares and looked at the flat stone wall in the distance. , said with some surprise.
"It seems that these guys are really leftover from ancient times. They have gone through countless years, but they are still alive." Julian said hoarsely.
"The good news is that they may have lost most of their strength due to time and seals." Crassus said with a carefree smile.
"The bad news is that we may not even be able to defeat them in this state." Irina shrugged.
"That's really bad." Crassus was speechless, unable to deny the existence of this possibility.
"We're going to the end!" Crassus warned. Two fireballs suddenly appeared under his feet, and his rapidly falling body began to slow down rapidly.
Julian still walked down slowly.
Irina suddenly grabbed Mag's waist and leaned her body back. She immediately adjusted her head-down landing position to feet-down. Layers of network-like golden threads appeared under her feet. Each network collapsed, speeding up. It will all lower a bit, and when it falls to the ground, it will be like taking a gentle step, stepping on the ground smoothly and lightly.
"Madam, you are so good at lightness." Mag praised in his heart and naturally held the sword at his waist.
The cave is more than a thousand meters deep and is colder than on the ground. The surrounding area is very empty. Neither Crassus's fireball nor Irina's mage staff can illuminate the cave much.
"The devilish energy is coming from this direction." Irina turned around and pointed in one direction.
"Let's go and meet this remnant of the ages." Crassus held the mage's staff and walked at the front. The three fireballs split into six groups, surrounding everyone in the front, left, and right, and another one rushed at the front.
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