Our family is in decline

The power of the spellcaster is beyond doubt, the holy light that tore through the skeleton frenzy, the meteorite that cut off the rat tide, or the teleportation that escaped from the encirclement.

It also depends on the characteristics of the spellcasting. The holy light magic that the beggar monk is good at is effective when dealing with those skeletons, but it seems powerless when facing the rat tide. Even if he can easily burn a rat into a mummy, there are countless rats.

On the contrary, Alhazred's spell caused huge casualties. Whether it was the meteorite that smashed into a deep pit or the spreading and rolling black flames, they were more powerful than the previous one.

It can be seen that as long as they are given enough preparation time, the power of the spell will increase accordingly.

Unfortunately, Greendale's ability is also a restraint for the rat tide, and she has been preparing here for a long time.

Under the influence of the blood mist, perhaps their already small brains have forgotten something. Driven by hunger and thirst, they are just an empty shell. They still want to attack everyone relentlessly. Only flesh and blood can calm their madness.

The hatred of the skeletons for the living drove them to destroy everything.

When the pursuers with the skeletons and rats came, Grindel just raised her staff and slammed it to the ground.

A powerful force spread out, and the new buds of the antler-shaped branches on the staff were green, as if it was not a staff, but a plant with vigorous vitality.

But no one cared about this, because the bulge on the ground was a wave formed by the alternating roots of countless plants, pushing towards the enemies.

Just as small fish and shrimps could not stop the waves, both rats and skeletons were crushed in front of the violent force, turning into fragments or flesh and blood and returning to the earth.

It was a pity that the rat tide had been cut off and it was difficult to form that terrifying scale, otherwise I really wanted to see the spectacular scene of the collision of the two "waves".

This scene undoubtedly frightened the rats. Their madness was extremely fragile. Unlike the skeletons who were still moving forward blindly, they scattered as if they were about to collapse, looking for any holes or gaps to drill out of them, or they would have run away before the wave arrived.

If these things were allowed to escape, it would be very troublesome, but no one could completely stop these little guys.

But Greendale was not willing to let them go just like that, and the anger of nature had obviously not been released yet.

The staff paused again, and the land that had just been soaked with countless flesh and blood sprouted new buds in an instant, and then quickly grew bloodthirsty plants.

To outsiders, the rats seemed to have fallen into a trap, with countless plants growing wildly and climbing out, tough weeds full of sawtooth, vines full of thorns, and flower buds with strange smells blooming...

The rats were entangled, torn apart, and confused. Even if they bit desperately, the big teeth that could gnaw bones could indeed bite open plants, and even swallow them in big mouthfuls.

But only more plants would sprout on the earth, and the inexhaustible vitality would even sprout from the rats, flesh, mouth, eyeballs... the green life burst out from their bodies.

When they stepped into this place, the result was already doomed. It was the preparation of a champion spellcaster, and she was standing on the wilderness, so the power of nature had a greater blessing on her.

In just a moment, the monsters that chased out completely became a unique foil.

In front of everyone was an artificial forest that stretched for hundreds of yards. Although there were no towering trees, it was occupied by many strange and twisted plants.

There was no living flesh and blood creature to be seen. The rats turned into mummified rat strips, and countless plants took root in them.

All the skeletons that chased them were smashed into pieces, and the slightly intact ones also climbed various plants. A fragile but tenacious weed grew out of the eyes of the skull on the ground.

The pursuers were directly destroyed, and at the same time, the ruins were blocked. No one wanted to step into this man-eating forest.

Although it was not growing wildly at this moment, everyone knew that the strange vitality under the silence had not dissipated, but was dormant waiting to be triggered.

The others also breathed a sigh of relief. This evacuation operation was full of mistakes. If it weren't for the two people from the church, the legion and Alvis, they probably wouldn't have waited for Greendale.

The adventurers didn't actually run far, because they couldn't support themselves physically. They refused to fall because they were afraid that they couldn't stand up, but they also looked back at those people.

Then they saw a horrifying scene. The forest rose up from the ground and crushed the pursuers easily...

At this time, many people who had withdrawn gathered in the town. They didn't know what happened. They only knew that the dark curtain had even spread to the entire Hamlet.

Those skeletons rushed out from the depths of the ruins. Many people had been swallowed up on the way back and stayed there forever.

As time went by, the dark sky and the blood-colored mist that filled the ruins made them panic.

It's not that no one wanted to take advantage of the chaos to make trouble, but the management had already mobilized first, and anyone who dared to make trouble was arrested under the suppression of the army.

It was no surprise that some cultists were found among them. They were not discovered because their flesh and blood were not easily corrupted, but they lost control after being provoked by the red fog.

Until those who retreated returned to the town, they immediately cheered the soldiers and also made the adventurers curious.

They were eager to know more information, but unfortunately no one could tell them.

Then they found something.

"Look! Isn't that the Scorpion Mercenary Group? They actually escaped back."

"Oh, under the protection of the Holy Light, Brother Martin is also alive."

"That's the Legion, how could they be with those Hamlet people."

Those restless adventurers were attracted by this situation, because the situation at that time changed so fast that most adventurers who could penetrate deep into the ruins would probably not escape death.

But I didn't expect to see them here, and they were standing with Hamlet, the church, and the legion.

Leonard and the others have no intention of restricting adventurers. They should do whatever they want after entering the town.

Back around the square, you can see soldiers holding torches, and the police don't know why, but they give them an inexplicable sense of security.

You must know that most of them didn't like Hamlet's rules very much before, because being able to go deep into the ruins shows that they are stronger than ordinary people. They think they should enjoy privileges, but it's a pity that it's useless here, and they have to be punished for fighting. money.

"I want a drink now."

The tavern is right next to the square. The person who went up inexplicably brought a large number of people with him, because they all needed the comfort of alcohol to wake up from the nightmare.

"Bring me the wine! Don't want those fucking beers, I want the strongest!"

Those people yelled like crazy until they drank a lot of strong alcohol. The stimulation of the alcohol proved that they were still alive, and at the same time, the numb and tense nerves gradually relaxed.

It's just that they are all in poor condition, and the paralysis of alcohol cannot change the fact that many of them have lost their companions. Some mercenary groups only have one or two survivors.

As mentioned before, their ability to enter the first echelon is enough to show their strength, but now everything is ruined...

News of these people's return spread, and other adventurers soon swarmed in. Hundreds of people filled the tavern, surrounding those people and asking all kinds of questions.

The most important thing is of course what happened deep inside the ruins, and how did they escape?

Regarding these topics, some of the adventurers who escaped were kept secret and just drank.

Because they don't know what happened, but the thrilling escape journey still needs to be vented.

"You didn't know that at that time..."

Compared with those adventurers, Hamlet's people dealt with it accordingly. The cavalry and guards all arranged for rest, but it was not a vacation, because they needed to recover as soon as possible to deal with the possible battle under the dark curtain.

Because the subsequent unstable situation requires more strength, just as Brother Martin decided to assist the Guards, the church duo, Alves and the Legion also received Hamlet's goodwill and were arranged to a better place. The need to squeeze in with those adventurers will also help them recover.

Some of Hamlet's senior executives held a meeting because they also needed to find out the problem from this matter.

What the fuck happened to Hamlet?

"The mage just now was Alves, a back-up arranged by the lord. We rushed over after receiving the message..."

Greendale took the lead in explaining why she and Alves appeared here.

Lance took away Baldwin's combat power, but he would not fail to make preparations. While preparing to transfer Leonard back, he also approached Alves in exchange for a chance to take action, which was considered as equal to the previous one. offend.

The black curtain that covered the sky was too terrifying. When the news came back, Greendale knew that more help was needed on the front line, so she used the power of the mage to send it over, and completed the response plan with Alhazred. One ring.

Three powerful spellcasters rescued the besieged people. This is the charm of extraordinary power.

It's just that the current situation is not optimistic, and a large number of problems are confusing them.

"We don't know the specific situation. At that time..."

Several people narrated the actions of their respective teams, and they could basically conclude that the arrival of Shady was too sudden. They were all performing their respective tasks at the time and nothing was triggered.

"Now we can speculate that the suspicion of falling into darkness this time may be a continuation of the catastrophe of the year. It may be that the lord's mission is in trouble, or it may be that the Forbidden Legion triggered something."

Compared to others, Greendale knew more. She already had a guess in her mind that the spreading red mist had only one source, and that was the dungeon.

The extremely dark vision may have been caused by the removal of the seal left by the church, or it may have been caused by some trouble that Lance encountered.

She was worried about Lance's safety, but she also knew that the dungeon blocked the power of the [Messenger].

However, compared to these messes, how to stabilize the situation is more important. Greendale knew very well that she would just patch things up until the lord came back.

"In the current situation, the entire Hamlet is shrouded in darkness and plunged into extreme darkness. The adventurers who gathered because of the ruins have lost their goals and may cause riots."

Adventurers are not kind-hearted people. On the contrary, most of these people have no so-called good or evil. They are like hyenas in the wilderness, pursuing wealth and power.

Lance was able to suppress them before because the gun was pointed at their heads, and because he had the right to open the ruins, it was like a chain tied around their necks.

But the ruins are also open later, and only those millions of skeletons can consume their energy.

It seems that Hamlet has firmly grasped the chain, but if this hyena is not full, it will bite back.

"Who said that we can't go in if we fall into extreme darkness? Although those skeletons have become active and the rats that absorb the red mist have become crazy, they are not invincible. In fact, didn't we fight our way out?"

"What do you mean?"

"Let those adventurers continue to develop the ruins. Even if there are more skeletons, they are not a big threat after the density of those skeletons is reduced after they are scattered outside."

"But those adventurers are not fools. What reason do they have to choose to take risks?"

"The Forbidden Legion, start with the rumors about them. When those adventurers hear that the vision is the power released by the opening of the ancient empire artifact, I'm afraid no one can refuse."

That's right!

Now everyone reacted. Before the legion appeared, I don't know why all kinds of rumors came out. The most outrageous one was to link Hamlet's legacy with the treasure of the ancient empire.

It is said that Hamlet got the treasure of the ancient empire, which made him so prosperous. Now all this is buried in the ruins. As long as they get those, they will be the next lord of the empire.

Isn't the vision that has appeared now a confirmation of the rumor? Only such a powerful force can protect the treasure of the ancient empire, and only such a powerful force can make those people intoxicated.

No one can refuse the wealth and power represented by the treasure and artifacts, no one!

It can be expected that no matter it is true or false, there will be a steady stream of adventurers rushing to the ruins, hoping that they will be the lucky one.

These words made everyone understand something, and they all started to complete the plan.

"It's just that we can't simply spread it out, otherwise those hyenas can smell the breath of danger, and they must be made to think so."

"We can pretend to block this news, and then mobilize the army to march to the ruins, so that we can kill those evils and eliminate their fear, and also arouse their curiosity. You know, we were just training on the periphery before, and we didn't mean to capture the ruins."

"This is fine, we have to encourage those people to leave, and even show a little more urgency."

Everyone conspired in that room, and even wanted to use this danger to turn it into an opportunity.

But did they overlook something?

The scope of the black curtain is not just the ruins...