Thorne led everyone to a small house in the center of the underground secret passage. What appeared before the few people was ten animal skin hammocks surrounded by a pile of long-out extinguished bonfires in the middle of the house.

The bed was thrown randomly with roughly processed animal skins, as well as simple cookware and worn-out weapons and armor discarded on the floor.

"The smell of foul smell, the garbage everywhere, rotten meat pieces, and the corpses of half-eat animals, all show that the hygiene of the room owner is really hard to compliment."

Goblin wizard Malvesa used her wide sleeves to cover her mouth and nose. She looked around and found that there was nothing unusual. So she looked at Thorne and frowned and said, "Thorne, did you bring us here to see these things?"

"You still expect them to be clean in the Rat Man's residence." Thorne didn't care about the smell in the room, carefully observed the surroundings, and said calmly:

"The location of this house is at the center of this underground secret passage, so I suspect there is a secret door hidden in this room."

"It would be too hasty to doubt that there is a hidden secret door just because of the location." Paladin Peo used the sword in his hand to pound the piles of garbage in the room, answered a sentence, and continued:

"I originally thought that the den of the kork and goblins was disgusting enough, but I didn't expect that the rat man was so unbearable, tsk tsk tsk tsk."

"That's because you haven't seen a dragonborn wandering on the streets naked. It smells worse than the lizardman who just crawled out of a mud pit mixed with rotten vegetation and foul slut." The goblin wizard heard the paladin's words and sarcastic.

"...I'm really sorry, I'm quick-talking and said the wrong thing. I forgot that there is a little girl here... and a beautiful goblin lady."

The paladin's face, who noticed the absurd, twisted the fine scales on his face and quickly apologized to the goblin wizard, then immediately looked at Thorne and changed the subject absurdly: "Thorne, you haven't explained my problem to us yet."

Seeing the goblin wizard snorting coldly and ignoring the paladin who was owing his mouth, Thorne explained to everyone: "The main reason is that when I first entered this room, the sword in my hand trembled involuntarily."

"So you suspect that this underground ruin is related to the evil spirit." Malvesa frowned and pondered for a moment, and said slowly.

She still knew something about the weapons in Thorne's hand being able to sense the aura of evil spirits, so she immediately guessed the meaning of the other party bringing them here.

"Thorough." Thorne nodded at the goblin wizard and asked, "I want to ask if you have the spell of "reconnaissance secret gate". If so, please check it carefully at the surrounding walls."

"This is simple." Malvisha smiled slightly, patted the wolf's head, walked to near the wall, and then a faint spell inspiration flashed on her little hand.

After a while, Malvesa walked to the wall that he had already confirmed, and looked at the Paladin Peo: "Little lizard, come and clean up all the wall ash on this wall."

Paladin Peo responded readily, walked over immediately, took out his sword and began to scrape it around the wall.

Just as Paladin Peo was cleaning the wall, the careful Andrea noticed that Thorne around her suddenly looked back and forth as if she was nervous, so she couldn't help but ask, "Thorne, what's wrong with you?"

Although Andrea's words were very gentle, they easily attracted everyone's attention. Among the group, except for the paladins who were scraping the wall, they all turned their doubtful eyes to Thorne.

"Do you feel like you are being peeked in secret?" Thorne looked at the surrounding environment in confusion and expressed his confusion:

"Since we entered this underground secret room, I always felt someone staring at me in the dark, especially in the moment just now, the strongest, as if the whole body was seen, making people feel hairy."

"What do you mean is someone watching us secretly?" Malvesha looked at Thorne in confusion and turned her eyes to Master Qingchen with a calm expression.

This is a druid who has the ability to control the sky-eye. He can even detect the ether plane and naturally detect the peeping in the dark. Moreover, the other bird's perception seems to be even more keener than his master.

"I don't feel this way, and my animal companions have never reported any abnormalities to me." Master Qingchen's calm eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, he looked around and said truthfully.

"Did someone use prophetic spells?" Thorne subconsciously guessed, then turned his eyes to the three casters: "Will anyone of you "avoid detection" spells?"

"Avoid detection" is a wizard's three-ring spell. After use, it makes it difficult for the subject to be detected by prophetic spells.

If someone really uses prophetic spells to peek at him in secret, then he will use another "avoidance detection" spell. As long as the strength difference is not that great, he can successfully avoid it.

"I definitely won't." Malvisha confessed directly that her wizard level was only level 4, so she naturally could not master the Three Rings spell.

Master Qingchen also shook his head slightly because there was no such magic in the druid. There was a magic list of the ranger, but it was a four-ring magic technique.

When Thorne turned his gaze to Andrea beside him without any hope, he found that the other party glared at him angrily, and then a smile flashed.

Then Andrea took out the casting material of the "avoid detection" spell, a diamond that had just been crushed into dust by her. Thorne immediately realized that the sorcerer in front of him had actually mastered the spell.

As the spell aura floated slightly, Thorne felt that the feeling of being peeped in secret disappeared without a trace, which made him feel much more relieved.

Because at least this indirectly proves that the strength of the enemy hidden in the dark and Andrea should be not much different, otherwise the other party would not choose to hide in the dark and peep.

Everyone stood there and waited for about ten minutes, and Paladin Peo finally completed his mission.

When the wall was cleaned up by him, a delicate relief pattern immediately appeared clearly in front of several people.

The relief picture is a white dragon swooping down from the snowy mountain, preparing to hunt a group of winter wolves.

"Little lizard, turn the white dragon's eyes." At this time, Malvisha stretched out her little finger and pointed to the white dragon's eyeballs that were the size of a ping-pong ball that could be rotated at will.

"Beware of the trap!"

When Paladin Peo rushed over, Thorne directly reminded him out of instinct.

However, it was still one step late. As soon as he finished speaking, the paladin's dragon claws directly twisted the white dragon's big eyes.

——"Second Ring Divine Art: Wind Wall Technique!"

The moment Thorne heard the loud bang, he immediately used the Ranger's magic technique.

As a wind wall filled with roaring air emerged, dense and creepy arrow holes appeared on the wall in front of Paladin Peo.

Accompanied by some kind of "click" sound that pulled the trigger, the burly figure of Paladin Peo was instantly submerged by crossbow arrows...

However, the only thing that is thankful is that the crossbow arrows that were not blocked by the paladin were all blown away by the wind wall when they were about to approach Thorne and the others and were scattered on the ground.

"Hey, brothers Peo, are you okay?" The galloping crossbow arrow stopped, and the orc sword saint Kuteg asked hurriedly, looking at the paladin standing still.

"It's okay, I don't know how long these crossbow arrows have existed. They are like rotten wood, and even my dragon scales cannot be broken." Paladin Peo patted the rust covered with his face and body, and said with an indifferent smile.

Sword Saint Kuteg secretly glanced at the cheeky face of the Dragonborn Saint who could not even break the crossbow arrow, and remained silent again.

Then, Thorne used the ranger's magic to summon a fierce rat and drove it to this secret room full of decay and death.

About half an hour passed...

"You can go in, no problem."

Thorne, half-squatted on the ground, looked at the well-behaved and fierce rat, subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch its furry little head, and suddenly paused for a moment, and finally forced it back.

Andrea, who had been turning her eyes on Thorne, noticed his subtle movements, and a light curve involuntarily curled up the corners of her mouth.

After confirming that there was no danger, the group walked directly into this relatively narrow secret passage.

Not long after leaving, Paladin Peo was the first to discover a rotten corpse and immediately greeted everyone: "There is a dragon-born corpse here."

Just as he was about to lean over to check, the almost decaying dragonborn corpse seemed to have sensed something, and actually stood up strangely.

"Don't do it!" Noting that the Dragonborn Paladin was about to slap the dragonborn skeleton to death, Thorne immediately stepped forward and stopped him: "The mouth of this corpse should have been subjected to the second-ring spell "Demon-mouth Technique". Listen to what clues he left behind."

After saying that, he immediately gave Andrea next to him instructions and asked her to take out a parchment roll and a quill.

Immediately afterwards, the dragon-born skeleton seemed to have moved its body, opening and closing its mouth, telling the past history with the desolate sound of ancient times.

Then, all of Andrea had been recorded by all the long-prepared Andrea. When the magic effect of the "Demon Mouth" disappeared, the dragonborn skeleton turned into a pile of rotten corpses and scattered on the ground.

Thorne took the parchment handed over by Andrea and began to carefully consider the meaning of the above:

Adventurers from afar...

I hope you have a recordable quill and parchment roll on hand, so that you can record the last words of the chief wizard of Jimbatur City and the father of three of Herta Dell Mairef.

In the name of the Platinum Dragon God Bahamut, the following words are my last will and will.

Today, I am helplessly lying here, trapped under the glorious wreck of this dragonborn race, and the crazy dragons I have never heard of are raging the city ruthlessly.

In the sky above my head, the devil and the dragons roared in unison, spraying terrifying acid, lightning, flames and frost, destroying everything here.

My family, my relatives and friends, are all dead, and my worldly wealth has also turned into ashes and is buried in ruins. Only by embracing the magic goddess' net can I leave their memories to future generations.

Facing my dead son, I left behind the broken blood of the family - it has been cut off forever by Long Kuang.

Facing my dead daughter, I left behind the eternal beauty of her mother—destroyed by the evil dragon followers who were drawn to our land.

Facing my dead young son, I left behind his parents' hopes and dreams - although all this had long been killed by the sizzling evil sound from the Batto Hell.

When I was a young man, I was enthusiastic about exploring the ruins of the Lost Land, seeking a large number of gold coins and jewelry, and of course the mystery of the Lost Magic.

And one day in the distant future, young and energetic adventurers will step on the bones of our dragon race and choose lost treasures in the ashes of this city of Jimbatur.

Is it necessary to use the tragic deaths of so many innocent people to create various ruins for future people to explore? Perhaps, I should...
Chapter completed!