Underground passage of the Tower of the Dead.

Thorne activates the Shadow Hand Enhancement Technique and enters an invisible state, carefully avoiding the perception of wandering skeletons, ghouls or corpse witches, and walks towards the hidden altar behind the stone platform.

Since he mastered the supernatural ability of shadow power, his heart has begun to subtly believe that compared to the sunny day, he prefers the dark and cold late nights. He likes the black and white scenes in front of him, although the dazzling sunshine during the day does not harm him at all.

Now, in his past two years of life in another world, his eyes have long been accustomed to the pictures in the dark. In this environment, he can still clearly observe any fine stones, insignificant dust and traces of prey wandering in the underground passage.

In the dim underground passage, the only source of light is the swaying light of the ghost fire floating in the air.

In fact, ghost fire is not a natural phenomenon, they also belong to a micro-undead creature.

It is composed of a 30cm wide semi-solid gas-phase sphere with a weight of about 1.5 kilograms. The light emitted by themselves is roughly equivalent to a torch. Although there is no sounding organ, it can produce ghostly sounds through vibration.

Their composition is mainly composed of evil souls wandering in the abandoned earth filled with powerful magic, which are transformed by death in extreme pain and misery.

They are imprisoned by the fate of darkness and black magic, and survive by consuming cold negative energy breaths, fear and despair.

Looking around, the ghost fire looks like lanterns floating in the air, occasionally whispering weak or distant whispers, which are creepy.

This undead creature is easily mistaken for being a beacon that guides the direction late at night. When Thorne first saw ghost fire in the emerald field, he was almost lured to the muddy death swamp.

In the late night, their most common method is to use their own light to bring hope to some lost travelers, and use their magical abilities to suggest that the other party go to a safe place with it.

Then lure lost careless travelers to quicksand pits, monster nests or other dangerous places, and they are able to eat the pain of these travelers when they suffer, and even fascinate the screams of their death.

I like to hover over them, seize the breath of the living when the last struggle, and enjoy the feeling of the last ray of life disappearing from their eyes.

When these evil creatures become victims of ghost fire, they may become new ghost fires, and their unfortunate spirits will condense into flashing fires beside their lifeless corpses.

Moreover, the challenge level of Ghost Fire is at least 5, with supernatural ability "intake of life", as well as special abilities "spell immunity" and "natural invisibility". When a confused pedestrian touches the body of Ghost Fire, they will also emit a slight load of current to counterattack.

However, ghost fires generally do not attack on their own initiative. When they are frightened or scared, they will immediately extinguish the light on their bodies, immediately become invisible, and disappear without a trace.

The vigilance of the ghost fire is even higher than the most vigilant corpse witch, so whenever Thorne encounters the ghost fire floating above his head, he always raises his hanging heart a little further, seemingly extra careful and dare not make any mistakes.

After all, this is the old nest of undead creatures, and there are many corpse witches with spell casting abilities around them. If they are besieged without preparation, it will be very troublesome. He does not have the powerful ability to disperse undead creatures like a priest or a paladin.

The distance from the entrance of the cave to the secret altar is about 300 meters. In order to prevent accidents, Thorne sneaked all the way very slowly. Fortunately, he had enough patience and finally arrived at the altar safely.

"It is the statue of the immortal king Ozens." Thorne whispered in his heart when he noticed the statue on the altar with a foul smell.

The material image of the immortal king Ozens is a fat and fat demon creature with a goat-like head, spiral goat horns and goat hooves, huge and strong arms waving an evil skull wand, two huge bat wings stretched out from behind, and behind him is a long snake-like tail with a sharp barb.

"Is this a secret temple of Ozons?" Thorne looked at the spiritual demons and corpse witches around him, and finally focused on the thirteen coffins placed on the stone platform and a large coffin surrounded by a center.

Although he did not detect magic or other spells, he could still sense the more vigorous negative energy aura on the large coffin with his keen senses.

Moreover, those humanized demons and corpse witches will stay in the coffin with vicious and crazy eyes for a while. Obviously, the task of staying here is more like protecting these things.

At this time, Thorne suddenly noticed a riot among the wandering undead creatures, so he immediately hid the corner of the cold rock wall and looked at it secretly.

"roar!"

A ferocious demon roared, as if giving orders. The ghouls who were wandering unconsciously not far away immediately received the orders and all gathered around it staggeredly.

Apart from being stronger, taller and more cruel than a ghoul, there is no other significant difference in appearance.

This is an advanced monster formed by Orus on a whim and injected into the abyss energy. If the IQ of the Ghoul is like a wild beast, then the IQ of the Ghoul is like the cunning of an adult human, and even some high IQs of the Ghoul will follow the Immortal King Orus and gain the priest's casting ability.

The demon led more than 20 zombie men to block the hole near another cave, lying on the ground with limbs, making a stance like a beast ready to slap, and opened his mouth full of disgusting mucus and roared:

"The dragon descendants who overestimate themselves, you have entered the territory of the immortal king Ozens and offended the majesty of my lord. Today you must die!"

"Dragonborn?" Hearing the demon's roar, Thorne's eyes shrank and he looked curiously towards the other hole.

When the demon called the other party's dragonborn name, the first thing Thorne thought of was the Dragonborn Paladin player he met in the tavern during the day.

As soon as the demon finished speaking, a dragon-born paladin wore heavy silver armor, holding a silver holy emblem, and flashed with light white protective aura around him walked out of the entrance of the cave.

The paladin first glanced at the large number of wandering undead creatures in the space, as well as the demons and ghouls blocking them, frowned fiercely, and said with a solemn and serious look:

"Evil is spreading, justice must come, accept sanctions, evil undead creatures!"

——"Supernatural Ability: Dispel Undead!"

The dragon-born paladin closed his eyes, held the silver-white holy emblem in front of his chest, and the shield and warhammer balance marks were accompanied by the ups and downs of spells, circulating the sacred light.

Just as the demons led the ghouls to approach the Dragonborn Saint, the Saint suddenly opened their majestic eyes, and two holy flames flashed in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the light golden light array spread around him with himself as the center, wrapping up all the demons and ghouls that approached him.

"ah……"

The demon and more than twenty zombies all let out a shrill wail, turning into a pile of black and gray with scorched smoke.

"You are a priest!!!"

The leading demon was not killed, but his body was covered with the fog of carrion. It looked at the paladin with fear, turned around and screamed, ready to escape.

"Puff!"

However, the demon was caught by the paladin who followed him after just two steps. A sharp sword emitting divine light instantly beheaded him. The demon's ugly body fell down like a cut-off dead tree.

A strange and twisted corpse witch, whose skin as dry as leather was tightened on the bones, was covered with a simple cloth robe. When it noticed the movement at the entrance of the cave, a vicious light leaped in its savage and wild eyes. She looked at the dragon-born paladin, opened her mouth full of jagged fangs, and said viciously:

"What a disgusting light. The king's sleeping immortal land actually broke into the outsider and killed him for me!"

Corpse witches are an undead creature that has memories of life and is driven by their self-consciousness during their lifetime.

They obey any dark existence that transforms themselves into undead creatures, and while retaining their autonomy, they also swear to serve their new masters. Among the undead creatures, the existence of the corpse witches generally acts as middle-level leaders and commanders.

Moreover, these corpse witches will gradually master some undead spells as their strength continues to grow, and have certain spell casting abilities.

The leader's corpse witch roared angrily throughout the underground space, and all the skeletons, zombies, ghouls and other low and middle-level undead creatures that were wandering consciously or unconsciously gathered in the direction of the dragon-born paladin.

Faced with the dense undead creatures, the expression of the dragon-born paladin did not change at all. He just stood quietly, holding a sword in one hand and a silver holy emblem in the other. The high-pitched and sacred magic spells kept ringing, and the shining sacred light flowed on the holy emblem.

Hiding in the dark, Thorne noticed the ghost fire that was frightened and disappeared. He immediately took out the compound longbow behind his back and moved closer to the direction of the Dragonborn Paladin fighting with the undead creatures.

Although the priests are the strongest weapon to deal with undead creatures, their dispersion ability is not endless. The dense undead creatures cannot be dispersed by a paladin, not to mention that there are more than a dozen corpse witches with certain casting abilities behind them.

In the entire underground space, all the undead creatures without independent consciousness rushed towards the dragon-born holy warrior shrouded by the sacred light under the command of the corpse witch.

The narrow intersection cannot fully utilize the advantages of the Sea of ​​Undead. The space where the dragon-born paladin stood, accompanied by the "dispelling of undead creatures", fog that rose after the carrion was burnt and the black and gray on the ground was also thickening.

——"Three Ring Spell: Necrotic Torch!"

——"One Ring of Spell: Debilitating Ray!"

——"One Ring of Spell: Death Scream!"

——"Spray of the Second Ring: Odor ray!"

...

At the same time, strands of negative energy aura appeared on the sharp claws of the corpse witches hiding at the end of the team, condensing into necromancer spells to cover the dragon-born paladin warriors.

Faced with the attacks of various negative energy spells, the Dragonborn Paladin never broke even though the protective aura flashed around his body.

Moreover, the long sword he held in his hand had long been replaced with a shield flashing with magical aura. Every negative energy ray of the corpse witches could always be easily offset by the shield.

In this way, when the last paladin dispersing spell was used up, he put away the holy badge at an extremely fast speed and took out five or six bottles of holy water filled with divine aura.

"Bang!"

The bottle was smashed straight to the rock wall above and exploded in the air. A large pool of holy water fell down.

"Sizi..."

The dense undead creatures around were like piles of raw meat being thrown into a hot oil pan. The place where the holy water sprinkled quickly emitted the smoke of the owl, becoming charred, and then spread to other parts.

The dragon-born paladin who had thrown the holy water handed the shield of his right hand to his left without any pause, and then took the opportunity to draw out the long sword that exuded a sacred aura.

He shouted softly, and the dim protective light flashed around him, becoming dazzling again. Then he rushed into the semi-dead undead creatures and began to kill wildly.

"Puff!"

At this time, a sharp arrow jumping with an electric arc and a flame tore the air and accurately hit a corpse witch who was about to cast a spell. With the electric arc and flame, it jumped on the head of the corpse witch. The corpse witch twitched a few times and then lay on the ground and lost its rest.

"There are enemies behind!" The corpse witch who noticed the strangeness next to her roared angrily, and more than twenty skeletons holding swords immediately turned around and met behind her.

Seeing the skeleton wearing simple leather armor holding a sharp blade coming towards him, Thorne was unmoved and still frequently pulled the composite longbow in his hand. Each whistling arrow could always take away the life of a corpse witch.

Just as the skeleton was approaching, Thorne had already put away the long bow in his hand, replaced by a sharp sword. Under the blessing of the Saint Warrior Ring "Sanctioning Evil", the demon was shrouded in a faint sacred aura.

Although these skeleton soldiers have been silent in the rich negative energy aura for many years, their strength has been significantly enhanced compared with skeletons in the wilderness and are much more flexible in their actions, they still cannot resist the slash of Thorne's blade.

With each time Thorne waved the scorching blade, it fell down with the skeletons blazing in the smoke of the owl. In just a moment, more than twenty skeletons became a pitiful experience.

Obviously, the undead creatures in the entire underground passage were not very high, otherwise he would not have dealt with it so easily.

When the skeleton was cleaned up, a bright fireball that was beating in the darkness condensed in the palm of Thorne.

"Boom!"
Chapter completed!