"Bang"

The hemp rope as thick as an arm broke with a bang, and the broken rope, which was like a flying snake, drifted into the dark abyss. After more than ten seconds, everyone heard the echo of the hemp rope falling to the ground.

“It’s so thrilling.”

The small wanderer, "Super Rat" and the orc warrior "Guru", both had blue faces, and stared at the priest who had just jumped along the rope to the rock platform, with fear and gratitude in his eyes.

Fortunately, it was not me who was behind the temple, otherwise the wanderers and the orc warriors would know that after they were almost dead and still alive, they would definitely not be as calm and calm as if nothing had happened.

"What are you watching me do?"

Shire stood on the rock platform and looked around, but found that the other five people in the team looked at him with monster-like eyes. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't look at me like this. If I hadn't had a backup plan, I would probably have to pee my pants just now."

"Backhand?" The black-robed mage looked around the priest's outer robe. In fact, based on the priest's body shape and actions, several people could see that Charles was wearing armor inside.

The purple-quality "Eagle Feather Armor" is not an ordinary product. The magical effect of flying techniques that can be activated instantly, and the "Four Wind Rings" that can summon the wind spirit as you wish are enough to make Charle jump out of the abyss without any damage.

"Snap the pace." Charles looked up at the Rift Valley, and the subtle voices were already lingering around the entrance of the valley, which indicated that other indigenous people and players had discovered the Rift Valley and were exploring it.

"Um."

Malthus and Doreen stared at the "High Rat and Hard Rat" at the same time.

"Okay, I'll explore ahead. After confirming safety, I will whistle to let you keep up..." The little wanderer laughed and pulled out the dagger at his waist, turning into a shadow and flew out.

The rock platform is close to the rock wall and built with huge stones to build an ancient castle entrance.

The two orc guard stone statues fell obliquely on the steps, their bodies were broken, and the long-handled battle axe in their hands had already broken into pieces, with rust scattered around them.

The ground covered with gravel and gravel was covered with messy footprints. The more neat ones should belong to the Dark Knight and Alisa, and the more chaotic ones behind were undoubtedly the group of Aboriginal bounty hunters.

After stepping into the entrance of the castle, there is a long, narrow, rough craftsmanship, hovering downward stone stairway.

The team was lined up, and everyone was holding torches. Walking in the ladder, in addition to feeling as if you were in the gaps of mountains, there was also a sense of anxiety in my heart.

The feeling of uneasiness does not come from those hidden traps and monsters. After all, the Dark Knights and the Bounty Hunter have already cleared the obstacles in the secret passage for them.

More precisely, the uneasiness comes from the unknown. Even Charles doesn't know what dangers exist in the depths of this bunker, and what does this danger come from? Is it a monster, a demon, or a very secret temple?

After walking for more than a moment, a faint fire finally appeared at the end of the ladder, instead of the vast darkness.

"past……"

The team, including Malthus, breathed a sigh of relief and broke into the vestibule of the bunker through the stairway.

There was silence all around, and the cold air was filled with the breath of death. Perhaps the only vivid thing in your vision was the torches hanging on the walls of the two pioneers in the front, with flames beating.

This place looks like a military parade ground at first glance. In front of it is a pavilion with an open terrace. Broken stone pillars stand around the square, and I don’t know what it is for.

“The wooden doors of that tower are open.”

The little wanderer who was exploring the way forward turned back, pointing to the closed bunker gate, and then pointing to a corner tower.

The tower connects the rock walls of the bunker. There should be a passage inside to enter the bunker. It is obvious that the Dark Knights and the Bounty Hunter enter the bunker from the tower.

"Wow! Be careful!" the small wanderer shrank back and spread his arms to stop everyone.

There was actually a huge pit hidden behind the wooden door of the tower, and the pit was concealed by spells such as [Dark Technique]. At the instruction of Charles, the "Sheng Rat" threw a torch into the bottom of the pit. Two rusted steel thorns at the bottom were pierced through the dark knight's corpse, which was terrifying.

Fortunately, the edge passage was more than a foot wide beside the pit. The team of six people pulled their hands and moved into the tower step by step with difficulty.

The circular hall was scattered with broken stones, and there were four dead corpses of goblins, one of which leaned against the wall and had a spear on its chest. The blood splashed on the wall was still seeping down due to gravity. Judging from the color of the blood, these goblins died for no more than one day.

"Super Rat" went over and searched the four corpses, then returned with a depressed face and said, "Mom, goblins and orcs are simply the poorest humanoid creatures... After the four corpses, a green short sword was found, and it was still damaged..."

The rotation leading to the height of the tower was completely broken and the team was unable to step onto the stairs.

However, there is an intact wooden door on both sides of the hall, and mysterious runes are engraved on the door panels.

"Is this goblin word?"

The orc warrior "Guru" pretended to walk to the wooden door on the left side of the hall, put his hand on his chin, and said in contemplation: "What are these goblins living in the bunker telling us?"

Bang.

Unexpectedly, the black-robed mage went over and hit the back of the orc's head with a stick, and said in a muffled voice: "Don't be stupid, this is not a goblin, but a dragon's word!"

"Long Yu?" Gulu covered his head in pain, his face a little embarrassed.

"You come."

This time, the black-robed mage did not show off his reading magic, but took the initiative to move out of the way and made a gesture of inviting Shire.

"Please trouble you, Charles." The female druidorin also gave apologetic look and said in a light voice.

Malthus was watching him too.

"I am now a member of your team for the matter." Charles smiled, and started to walk to the door and stared at the Longyu text on the wooden board, but felt a strange feeling in his heart.

I remember the last time I discovered the secret text of Dragon Word, it was a month and a half ago. At that time, he deciphered Dragon Word, entered the secret room of the Pale Lord, Dulu, and took away his first Ion Stone. He was also chased by a heroic pro for this matter.

"Hall of Secret Words."

“Showroom.”

The dragon language on the door is just a simple word, not a long sentence or an ancient masterpiece. Otherwise, even if Charles had the blessing of Ogma, the god of knowledge, it would never be possible to decipher it quickly.

"The one on the right should lead to the vestibule, the one on the left..." Charles frowned.

“Where is the showroom?”

Gulu and Shuruo Shuru met with puzzled eyes.

"You'll know if you go in and take a walk around. Looking at the dust distribution on the ground, the two groups in front of us have never opened this door... We came in the third batch, just wanting to follow the npc butt to find a bargain."
Chapter completed!