Arabei Mage Tower.

The owl grandpa Maibius stood on the female lord's desk, staring at a letter of help with a hot stamped elf's secret magic mark, and thought to himself, "Milman, this letter is very unusual."

"yes."

Standing in front of the bookshelf, the female mage holding a thick brick book in her hand, said with a faint smile: "The elves of Evraska are closed and arrogant, and rarely ask for help. This time they sent a letter of help, which shows that things must be not simple. They should have vaguely guessed something, but they did not write it in the letter."

"Then you send those Holy Adventists, wouldn't you push them into the fire pit?" Maibius laughed.

"Fire pit?"

The female lord Milman shook his head: "Opportunities and dangers are proportional. Moreover, the ancient ruins of Harendas are on the edge of the western end of the Great Desert, adjacent to the elf city of Evraska. Compared with the ruins entrance of the Great Desert, the entrance of the elf tomb is actually safer. If they land in the Great Desert, they have to clear the human lion tribe near the entrance. According to Meredith's intelligence, the leader of the human lion tribe is a heroic warlock..."

"The elves' tombs are not necessarily safe." A sly smile appeared in the eyes of the owl's grand duke Lingjun, "There are positives and negatives. Among the twelve peaks surrounding Avraska, there is only a strong negative energy there. Rumor has it that the silver mystery barrier releases negative energy in the tomb, so it is a forbidden area for Avraska elves."

"It depends on their ability to cope."

The female wizard thought of the priest Ogma among the group of Holy Apostles, and slowly said: "This time I switched to Avraska, and wanted him to replace Arabe to find out what happened to Avraska. I have a feeling that compared with the truth about the Avraska incident, the goal of retrieving the drawings from the ruins of ancient Halendas can only be ranked second."

"I hope he can understand your intention at the far end." Maibius shook his wings and said.

...

The dark cave, you can't see your five fingers.

More than 70 players clearly divided into three groups and scattered in the ancient elves' tombs.

There are many elves and dwarves born with [Dark Vision], but their vision is the same as human players and halfling players, and they can only see about six or seven meters away.

"This is magical darkness."

Added a spell to herself [Dark Vision] (Second Ring) and the human sorcerer Anya frowned slightly, but her vision did not change at all. So she whispered to her surrounding Nordashir partners: "Visual spells cannot allow the recipient to see objects in the magic darkness. It seems that there is a huge shadow barrier in this tomb cave."

"It should be a barrier like the 'Deep Dark Art'. I can trace the power floating in the void, but I don't know where the source of this dark power is." Shir took a breath and shared his observation barrier with his friends.

"I hate this feeling of being randomly merciless!"

In the darkness, the cold voice of the leader of the "Silver Holy Sword" resonated with many players.

The original plan was to land in the western end of the desert, but now they are walking in the gloomy cave tombs. Along the way, the elves tombstones emitting strange aura are covered with shadows.

The indigenous NPCs were vague, saying that they were asking them to catch up with Master Gryrion and the tomb guards, helping the Evraska elves to fight and expel the invaders, but they didn't even know the invaders' intentions and specific strength. Isn't it just that they went to die in vain?

Charles's expression was not right. Although Morrison's words were a little extreme, they pointed out the inner thoughts of most people at this moment.

Being cheated by the indigenous people.

And I don’t know what pit this is or what dangers are at the bottom of the pit.

"This is the edge of the Great Desert, and it is also the outpost and stronghold where the elves once fought against the culprits of the destruction of the glorious empire..." Shir thought as he walked.

Avraska has its own meaning of existence.

The meaning of the city name is "fortress home", so it can be seen that the purpose of building this city was more military.

The invaders would not have entered the ancient cemetery of Evraska for no reason. In addition, Evraska was full of magical defense barriers. Without considerable strength, it would not have been possible to sneak into the valley quietly and dig a deep passage in the ancient cemetery.

The Elf Avraska was aware of the invasion, and after discovering it, he hurriedly asked for help. It was very likely that he had learned some information but did not disclose it to them.

Shire always felt that he was involved in a big plot again, and the incident of Evraska's cemetery invaders is probably just the introduction to this big plot.

"The necklace given to me by that elf mage..." Shire thought of this and clenched his palm slightly.

An emerald necklace was wrapped around his right palm, and every emerald was flashing in the darkness. Charles extracted the information about the necklace:

“【Laoxi's Marked Necklace】(Special)

Type: Special props

Quality: Green, excellent

Use: Once a day, use a string of simple elves to activate the magic attached to the necklace, generate a group of chasing mark lights, and find the designated target aborigines.

Explanation: Instruction—‘a,lika’.”

Plot props!

At this moment, Charles discovered that this green necklace was worth more than a thousand gold. If this cemetery invader incident was really the introduction to a big plot, then this necklace would be equivalent to opening the plot and touching its core key, and its importance was self-evident.

"The light ball marks it should be the leader of the guardian of the Evraska's tomb, Master Greryon." Shire said in secret.

Um?

A cold gaze swept over, arousing the alertness of Charles. He glanced along his perception and saw the thirty-person team of the "Silver Holy Sword", and Morrison's eyes always aimed at this intentionally or unintentionally. Sometimes his eyes would pause on the emerald necklace for two or three seconds.

Morrison obviously knew the importance of the necklace. He was extremely unhappy at this moment. The Japanese elf NPC had no pre-task and stuffed the plot props to his opponent. When he thought of the unfair treatment he encountered with the "Silver Holy Sword" from the beginning of taking and exploring the ruins of ancient Harendas, there was anger turbulent in Morrison's chest.

Seeing Morrison's gaze, Charles clenched the emerald necklace and sighed in his heart.

The Japanese Elf Mage did not realize what kind of split factor he had stuffed into this player group that had no chance of cooperation. It was like a time bomb. Morrison coveted it and would eventually be unable to control his greed.

Once a team battle occurs, Noda Hill, who has only 14 people, will face the siege of 30 people in the "Silver Holy Sword".

Under the chaos of war, the possibility of Noda Hill's defeat was high.

"This plot prop gives Morrison an excuse to take action..." Charles said intimately.
Chapter completed!