Wizard: I can extract identities

"Which way do you think we should take?" Qier looked at the people around him. He was a little undecided and wanted to see if anyone else had any good suggestions.

He did not propose to explore separately. Although they were all formal wizards, this was a relic left by ancient wizards. No one knew what dangers they would encounter. The more people there were, the safer they were. Even if they encountered danger, they could deal with it.

Moreover, there were more than just their team in the secret realm. If they ran into Heman and the others separately, they would be courting death!

Qier's words silenced the others. It was difficult for them to make a decision. After all, this decision was not only related to themselves, but also to the entire team. If the decision was wrong, they might have to take the blame, so they could only remain silent.

Qier saw that the others did not speak, and he had already made up his mind. He thought for a while and said, "Then let's take the middle road!"

Everyone nodded in agreement, keeping a high level of vigilance and moving slowly towards the middle road.

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Hsiman and his party looked at the entrance to the underground palace in front of them with joy in their eyes. After picking the external medicinal herbs, they went around a few times before coming here.

All their gains were put into Balk's storage bag and will be distributed after they go out.

Balk looked at the entrance to the underground palace in front of him, his face became solemn, he frowned and said: "It seems that they know much more about the ruins than us. They should have gone straight here after entering the ruins. No wonder we haven't met them."

His words made everyone fall into contemplation. This is indeed very likely. They spent too much time in other places. It is too late to rush here now. The things inside are likely to have been taken away.

"What should we do now? Should we enter the ruins as planned before, or leave first?" Harvey asked hesitantly. Their current gains are big enough, and they can choose to leave. If they continue to go deeper, they may not get anything, but they are more likely to encounter danger.

"I think we should go in. Although the other party entered and exited earlier than us, they may not have gained anything. There must be very precious items inside. We can't just give up." A wizard said.

"What do you think?" Balk looked at Heman and another wizard who were silent, asking for their opinions.

"Of course we'll go in." Another wizard answered without hesitation. He was a wandering wizard. Now he finally had the opportunity to obtain advanced knowledge, even advanced meditation methods. How could he give up!

"I don't agree to go in!" Heman narrowed his eyes and refused firmly: "The situation inside is unclear. If you rush in, you may be in danger!"

Heman originally planned to flatten the ruins with the powerful strength of the five of them, but the current situation exceeded his previous expectations.

This ruins is more advanced than he imagined, and it is not something that a wizard apprentice can explore at all. He has begun to doubt the intention of Boogie giving him the ruins map and what he said.

And there are not only them in the ruins, but another team is eyeing them. The other party's understanding of the ruins is far better than theirs. It is very risky to go down.

Heman has Andrew's memory, and he is not lacking in advanced knowledge or witchcraft templates. What he lacks is resources.

Now after some plundering, they have obtained a lot of resources, and Ximan can also get a lot of them after the distribution. He doesn't need to take risks anymore.

Hearing that some people in the team want to leave and some want to enter, Balk suddenly got a headache. This is really a dilemma!

"Let's do this! Anyway, the other party is also four formal wizards. As a new wizard, I am weak and not good at fighting. I will leave first. You four continue to explore. I will meet you outside when the time comes." Ximan saw Balk's tangled expression and suggested.

Balk thought about it. What Ximan said really made sense. Moreover, as a magic weapon master trained by the organization, Ximan really shouldn't take risks with them. So he thought about it and nodded in agreement: "In this case, then you leave first."

As he said, Balk handed Ximan the storage bag containing various previous harvests: "Just in case, you take this first, and return the storage bag to me when I go out."

Ximan did not refuse. He reached out and took the storage bag and put it in his arms.

"Then we'll say goodbye here for now. I wish you all the best!" Ximan smiled and waved, then walked quickly towards the exit of the ruins.

Balk looked at Ximan's back and couldn't help but smile. Then his expression became serious and he said, "Let's go, let's go in too!"

He took the lead and walked towards the underground palace, and the other three followed closely.

Ximan held the fog cat and rushed towards the exit of the ruins quickly without stopping at all.

Soon, he arrived at the place where they came in. Without hesitation, Ximan rushed directly towards the ripples in the air.

As soon as he rushed over, a suction force came from the surroundings, and Ximan felt a familiar sense of weightlessness. The next second, he disappeared instantly.

When he opened his eyes again, Ximan found that he was back on the original flat ground, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Ximan did not wait there, but ran towards the forest in the distance, ready to find a place that was not far away from here and could see this place to hide.

Ximan was lucky. He found a place quickly. He came to a big tree and climbed up the thick trunk. His movements were very light and there was no sound. Then he put the mist cat down and sat on the trunk to rest.

The mist cat squatted beside Ximan. It tilted its head, looked at Ximan, and then looked into the distance. There was a hint of regret in its eyes.

"It's okay. There will be another chance next time!" Ximan rubbed its fur and said comfortingly.

"Meow~" The mist cat seemed to understand Ximan's comfort. It growled softly and rubbed him with its head as a response.

Then the mist cat lay down beside Ximan to rest, while Ximan closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye it was the next morning.

Ximan also woke up. He stretched his muscles and bones, looked at the sun rising gradually in the distance, and turned his eyes back to the ripples. There was no movement, but he was not in a hurry. He just waited quietly.

Of course, Ximan was not idle last night. He opened the storage bag that Balk gave him and took a small portion of each of the rare and precious materials that Balk and others did not recognize and put them in his own storage bag.

Most of these materials were picked by Ximan, and Balden and others did not pay much attention to them. Even if a few plants were missing, it would not attract attention.

Fortunately, Balk's storage bag was borrowed, and there was no mental imprint on it, so Ximan could open it easily, and it would not reveal that he had opened the storage bag.