The Blood Flow Canyon is shrouded in dense fog all year round, and even in clear daylight, the valley is dimly lit and gloomy. Zhou Qingfeng's expedition chose the time when the sun was rising, and used a dozen ghosts to lead the way into this land of the dead again.
In the previous deal with the old hag, Zhou Qingfeng obtained a lot of low-level but effective arcane scrolls. He put on himself "spiritual armor" and "protective arrow", holding the silver shield and stepping into the canyon.
Mondino distributed a bottle of'Night Vision Potion' to everyone in the team, so that everyone could see through the mist that filled the canyon. In the shadows and shadows, the resurrected dead swayed everywhere, rotten war equipment was left on the ground, and the tattered flags were windless.
Occasionally I can hear a few howls, it may be that a demon projection that cannot leave this place is venting its accumulated anger. It could also be that a monster lurking underground suddenly came out looking for prey.
The'octopus head' was not blocked in the entrance, but Mondino's suture monster was demolished and the wreckage was discarded on the ground. The piranhas collected by the old Borg were also shattered and littered randomly.
Seeing that his summons were destroyed, the necromancer was not very angry. He squatted forward and slowly stepped forward, whispering the spell to summon again. The parts that make up the Stitching Monster gathered one after another and reorganized into that disgusting and terrifying monster.
"Ha ha ha..., it is not so easy to destroy my summons." Mondino drove the suture monster to continue forward again, "that'octopus head' should be bound somewhere in the canyon , The situation is worse than we thought."
Old Borg looked at the scattered piranhas, sighing and angry. He shook his head, followed Mondino, and said, "There are so many good things to collect here. I suggest that we move forward step by step and move something out of the valley first, lest we get nothing."
"This used to be a place where demons and elves fought to death. Of course, there are many good things." Zhou Qingfeng said with a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, looking at the thick fog: "We must be separated. Temple of the Elves."
Everyone has different intentions. Mondino was very interested in Bloodstream Canyon. Old Borg only wanted to collect rare medicinal materials, while Zhou Qingfeng wanted to wake up his elf maid first. The remaining two are purely to help.
After several people discussed, the expedition was divided into two parts. Zhou Qingfeng first entered the depths of the canyon to explore the situation, and the others slowly advanced at the entrance of the canyon. The two sides echoed each other.
'Jiying' carried Xili who was unconscious and walked with Zhou Qingfeng. The master and servant controlled several ghosts and slowly disappeared into the thick fog. The more you walk toward the depths of the canyon, the more negative energy the dense mist affects the exploration of mental power, and the more indescribable it is.
In this environment, the "Evil Breaking" epee added with fine gold radiated a little light, and the function of "resisting the erosion of negative energy" was to protect Zhou Qingfeng from harm.
'Jiying' is huge, with heavy footsteps, and always makes a lot of movement. It followed Zhou Qingfeng and looked around. Although not afraid of negative energy, it couldn't help complaining: "Master, why don't we find more people?"
"Who are you looking for?"
"Even if you don't find Princess Inisa, you can find more adventurers."
"We go lightly, and we are two or three days away from the jackal's lair. It's easy to get dozens of people over, but what about their supplies? Expedition without supplies is bound to get out of control, and I hate getting out of control."
"But I always feel that I'm relying on us, and the manpower is too few."
'Jiying' was still complaining, Zhou Qingfeng suddenly stopped, hissing with vertical fingers. He secretly said in the master-servant contract: "Don't speak, there are really a lot of undead here. It doesn't matter if you are a dead horse, but they are very sensitive to my breath."
Before entering the canyon, the old Borg blessed Zhou Qingfeng with the'undead breath', which could make it difficult for the low-level undead to detect him. But the undead in the canyon are more powerful than the other, and there are not a few high-level ones. If there is a slight difference, he will be besieged.
The master and servant discerned the way and direction in the thick fog, bypassed rubble and debris, and avoided strange undead creatures. Many undead were extremely powerful in their lives, although they were greatly weakened after death, they were more alert to the breath of the living.
Sneak in the shadows for a long time, it is difficult to estimate the passage of time.
Zhou Qingfeng raised his hand and looked at his watch, and found that the time in the canyon seemed to be something wrong, the time was fast and the time was slow. He has entered a state of combat at this moment, unable to open the door to reality. Once he encounters an enemy, he will either fight or die.
When the hour hand of the mechanical watch turned around, Zhou Qingfeng couldn't figure out where he was. He tried to communicate with the fainted Xili, but the spirit of the elf girl didn't respond, leaving him with an extremely crude map.
The sky has darkened, and several ghost-like figures gradually condensed under the shadow of the canyon rocks. A shot of fine gold flying shuttle was driven by the'hand of the wizard', and suddenly shot from a short distance, passing through the core of the ghost form instantly, and smashed it.
Zhou Qingfeng jumped out of the concealment, ran quickly to the ghost soul that was about to collapse, and pulled out a Necro-type scroll "Dialogue of the Dead". The consciousness of the undead quickly linked with his brain.
The ghost spirit sighed and confided in his long-trapped sadness. Zhou Qingfeng questioned him in his consciousness, and obtained the information he needed in his sorrowful remarks. Fortunately for him, the dead ghost was an elf warrior during his lifetime and pointed out a clear path.
"The soul of the dead said that the space and time in the canyon have been distorted, and even the orientation has changed." Zhou Qingfeng frowned, "This ability is really exaggerated."
'Jiying' nodded, "Lord-level demons participated in the war that year. They did have the ability to distort time and space. Otherwise, how to open the plane barrier to the main material realm to harvest souls? But this kind of distortion ability cannot last forever. . There should be other reasons."
Zhou Qingfeng recalled the route map given by Xili, "The temple of the'Goddess of Life' was originally in the middle of the canyon. But according to the deceased's account, this temple was moved to the north. Hell, we have to run a long distance."
The compass didn't work in the canyon, the master and servant could only change directions, looking for their way around like headless flies. Just as they were dizzy, the dense fog engulfed in the canyon and the dust surged, and a familiar guy came again.
"Oops, hide." Zhou Qingfeng was still tiptoing, seeing the big movement, immediately jumped on the back of Jiying, and quickly avoided in the opposite direction.
A team of minotaurs with only their skeletons rushed out of the thick fog with their tattered shields, and the iconic tentacle head of the'octopus head' appeared in the field of vision. It appeared with more and stronger subordinates than the previous time, covered in black mist, eerie and terrifying.
This is like an undead army, dozens of heavily loaded undead marching slowly, like a wave rushing to the shore. They rumbled past with noisy noises, fearless of any opponent.
Several carrion dogs were scattered on the left and right wings of the undead brigade, running back and forth, roaring and roaring. When the'octopus head' passed by Zhou Qingfeng, the sensitive carrion dog seemed to have discovered something. A few remained and barked at a rock.
The Adamantite Flying Shuttle flew out silently, swiftly piercing the skull of a carrion dog, stirring up its fallen soul. The other carrion dogs not only did not run away, but rushed towards the rock with a low growl, their festering mouths opened, revealing fangs and teeth.
Swish after the rock broke out two swords. The skins of the two carrion dogs in front of the head were split apart, and the corpses were split in half. The adamantine-enhanced blade immediately killed them.
The last carrion dog realized that he should call his companion. But without waiting for it to stop and shout, the fine gold shuttle that just flew out turned around, pierced the back of its head, and exploded a mass of black debris.
Four tattered dog corpses contaminated the ground, and their decomposed body quickly turned into pus, emitting a dizzying stench. Zhou Qingfeng silently looked at the "octopus head" team that had been far away, turning his head to look in the direction where it came out.
This group of undead seems to be guarding something, what the hell are they doing