Arthur and his friends walked out of the mine for about five hundred meters and the black fog around them completely dissipated.

Only a large ball of black fog a hundred meters away in front of them was leading the way in front, and the dark magicians still did not want to show up.

The black jackal just hesitated for a moment and brought people to follow him, keeping a distance of about 100 meters from Arthur and the others.

The dark magician led the way and did not leave the valley, but passed through two low hills deep in the valley.

It was already dark at this time and there was no sight around him. Arthur had to take out a magic lamp from his bracelet to shine on the road. The blood skull group behind them also lit a torch, forming a long flaming snake on the mountain road.

A little ghostly light like a ghost fire lit up in the black fog and continued to guide the direction. Arthur and the others followed the ghost fire forward for about an hour, and the ghost fire suddenly stopped.

Just when Arthur was surprised, black fog suddenly surged around him, and the black fog spread extremely quickly.

A short necromancer holding a sickle suddenly appeared in front of Arthur and the others. Just as Arthur was preparing to fight, the necromancer actually waved very humanely, signaling Arthur to follow it.

Arthur was completely shocked. Is this a necromancer? Shouldn’t the necromancer rushing to see living creatures?

The undead warrior floated forward for a few meters. Seeing that Arthur and the others were still standing there, they waved to him again.

Arthur was convinced this time that the Necromancer was to let Arthur follow it.

The black jackal also noticed the abnormality around him at this time and shouted to the front: "Is this how the Zenaya family entertained guests?"

No one answered the black jackal, and the black fog around it became thicker and thicker, and Arthur in front actually moved forward again.

"We may have been deceived by those dark magicians, so we'll withdraw first!" The black jackal responded immediately. At this time, he no longer insisted on catching Arthur and the others first.

As the Blood Skeleton Group was about to retreat, the black fog around began to roll violently, and a gloomy whistling sounded in the black fog, and one after another of the dead appeared in the black fog.

People have a natural fear of dead creatures, and many members of the blood skeleton have already trembled uncontrollably.

The screams first came from the end of the team, and the undead began to attack.

The Blood Skeleton people were surprised to find that these undead were not those primary undead whose bodies were fragile and whose attack method could only rush and fight energy could easily shatter. Many of them were intermediate combat spirits with solid bodies. A sword stabbed into the undead's body and could not kill it with one blow. Instead, the undead took the opportunity to bite it on the neck. The blood and spirit on the body instantly lost, and soon turned into a mummy.

The black jackal realized that he had jumped into the trap and shouted: "Run out!"

When the black jackal turned around and rushed out, thick dark tentacles stretched out from the black fog around him and entwined him.

The black jackal waved a long sword in his hand, slashing out sword lights about a meter long, cutting off the dark tentacles at the same time, and rushing forward with all their might.

But dark tentacles emerged one after another, and as soon as a pile was cut off, a new piece emerged.

This is the difficulty of the dark magician. With the help of the black fog, you will not be able to counterattack. Moreover, the tentacles of the black jackal are only responsible for entangling a few of their war school-level warriors, and the undead that keeps gushing out is harvesting their lives.

The qi and blood of a warrior and the spirit of a magician are great things for promotion to the undead. Absorbing the qi and blood of a warrior can directly advance a primary undead to an intermediate warrior.

"These bastards, dark magicians are actually using their own hands to cultivate the undead spirits!" The black jackal roared in anger. The fighting spirit on the knife surged, and the sword slashed open the seven or eight meters long black mist with one knife. The intermediate battle spirit who was accidentally caught in the black jackal's sword light also instantly dissipated.

"Captain, we are blocked and can't rush out!" A desperate shout came from the tail of the team.

The black jackal swung his sword and tried hard to get rid of the entanglement of the dark tentacles. He rushed to the place where his hands gathered in large numbers. A black wall appeared in front of him, and the black mist on the wall was flowing, like a slightly jumping flame.

"The seventh level dark magic 'Dark Flame Wall'! These dark magicians actually want to trap everyone to death!"

"Look at me, spin the golden wheel!" Elva, beside the black jackal, took action, and a huge roulette that rotated rapidly rolled towards the dark flame wall, breaking a gap of three or four meters wide on the black wall.

The blood skeletons rushed towards the gap, but they were sad to find that they could not rush in front of the gap. The entire dark flame wall was moving backwards. The gap that was blasted by Elva was also being quickly repaired. In just two or three seconds, the entire wall recovered as before and returned to its original position.

Franks made the same attempt after Elva. He smashed the wall with all his strength with all his strength, but his men did not have time to use this time to rush out.

The black jackal understood that several of their war school-level personnel might be able to stand out, but they could not take any of the people under them.

The black jackal wanted to make the last attempt and shouted at the black mist: "This time our Blood Skeleton Group has admitted defeat, and we don't want those people anymore. As long as we let these brothers go out, we are willing to pay the ransom!"

Until this time, the Black Jackal thought that these dark magicians were here to save Arthur and the others. What he didn't know was that Arthur and the others were also facing the same attack, but the attacks they faced were not as fierce as theirs.

There was also a dark flame wall blocking the road in front of Arthur and the others. Because of the dark perception, Arthur had already noticed that they were trapped in a huge magic circle. Because of the hint of the undead warrior, their location had reached the edge of the magic circle.

At this time, Qiong had already supported the fifth-level magic "Rotating Fire Shield". The fire-type magic restrained the dark magic only with the light magic. With the protection of these fire shields, neither the dead nor the dark tentacles could get close to each other for the time being.

The war spirit disappeared after prompting them to pass through the dark flame wall.

"The dark flame wall is dozens of meters behind this dark flame wall. We must rush out in one breath the moment we break the flame wall, otherwise we will be trapped again." Arthur still has some understanding of the dark flame wall.

"Although I can't fly in the air, there is no problem sprinting in the air for a short period of time." Spence said.

"Torun has to leave it to you, too."

"No problem." Spence directly picked up the dwarf and clamped it under his armpit.

Arthur handed his flying ring to Joan because of his gliding boots, and then signaled that he could start.
Chapter completed!