This unknown relic has been eroded by the years, and the original solid building has been damaged. Half-ruined passages, sloping columns, and limestone floor tiles all show a lot of fissures, allowing glimpses of untouchable shadows in the depths, far more serious than the Watch Fort at the edge of the forest.

For this reason, the ruins of the ruins are still solemn and solemn, the gloom and decay that cannot be dissolved in the raving forest cannot penetrate here, and even the old vines and old trees by the road have an atmosphere that cannot be despised.

Griffith passed a cracked floor tile, the pale moonlight cast into the deep gap, and a huge shadow flashed from below. He tried to speak, but was speechless.

The group passed through the air leaking passages and came to an open platform like an altar. The platform was built on the edge of a towering cliff, and part of it has collapsed. From there, you can look out into the dark night, and you can faintly see a faint glimmer of light.

There may be reinforcements there! Griffith's heart lifted, and he hurriedly looked up at the sky. According to the orientation of the stars, the position of the shimmering light is north-northeast, which is most likely the direction of the Watch Fort.

The thought flashed by, and Griffith almost jumped off the cliff, running for a safe way out. However, his body was completely out of control, and he was still pulled by a strange force to keep up with the team.

In the still intact position on the south side of the platform, seven tall columns stood in the darkness, covering seven half-collapsed small doors. In the moment of staring at these pillars, Griffith heard some vague and distant voice, as if speaking, as if cursed.

Professor Lordes raised his wand. Seven of the goblins bound by Karius immediately walked out, and without a word, got into the seven small doors. Each goblin had a thin black shadow wrapped around his ankle, unable to resist at all.

"Prepare for battle," the professor said rarely to the crowd, "light a bonfire in the center of the altar."

It's really an altar here, what kind of sacrifice? Griffith was curious to ask a question, but could not speak.

Apprentice witcher Hank immediately took out flint and wool, cut some dead wood nearby and lit the fire. LaVine skillfully took down the arrows and inserted them into the gaps of the flagstones next to the fire, seemingly preparing to remain maneuverable in the next battle.

"The tunnel on the left is a trap, and my goblin was killed," Karius said suddenly, "Monsters are gushing out of the tunnel."

In the deep darkness, maggots that were thicker than buckets and looked like giant pythons gushed out. They wriggled their short gray-black lower limbs and drilled out of the hole, opened their sucker-like mouthparts, revealing layers of serrated fangs, and rushed towards the crowd.

"It's better to deal with them with flames," Karius smeared on the long sword, and the blade was immediately wrapped in flames. He stabbed a sword into the mouthpart of a maggot, and the flame on the blade immediately made a crackling sound, and the stabbed maggot immediately twitched.

Hank shouted and raised his round shield to meet him. He fought like the heavy infantry of the army, resisting the swarms of maggots, while backing steadily, from time to time he took out a vial of potion from his pocket and smashed it to the ground. Where the vial was broken, a green mist rose up, and the movement speed of all maggots under the mist was greatly reduced.

When the maggots were all slowed down, the other apprentice witchers began to attack. Raven and Pera shoot with rockets, and Hakan's wolf is dedicated to gnawing at maggots that are about to leave the slowdown zone.

The five people spread out in an arc, alternately covering, always compressing the maggot's range of action. Their attacks were methodical, and the maggots shot by arrows burst into clumps of minced flesh and pus under the attack, and they were about to be annihilated.

Griffith couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and was very interested in the way the witcher fought. However, Professor Lordes, who was beside him, suddenly said impatiently:

"too slow."

Suddenly, a large group of venomous snakes poured out of the adjacent passage. Their bodies are black and green, and their bodies are equally huge. The densely protruding horny heads on their heads have just been raised, and they are surrounded from all directions.

Hank, who was still on the move, panicked, and he was attacked by a poisonous snake behind him and hurriedly fled. As soon as he withdrew, the maggots that were about to be eliminated suddenly found a gap and swarmed up, immediately breaking through the Demon Hunter's defense line and throwing the Demon Wolf to the ground.

LaVine shot an arrow at the maggot, and the rocket shattered the monster's limbs, but the stump still bounced on him as if alive. The broken maggot limb quickly grew a group of tiny fangs from the section, and bit down on LaVine's arm.

"Ah!" The bitten LaVine screamed immediately, the serrated mouthparts tore off his leather armor little by little, and sawed the flesh.

"No!" Pera was shocked, waving two short knives to drive away the approaching monsters. But the short blade inserted into the limb of the maggot, like it was inserted in cotton, and it couldn't stop the monster's movement at all. On the contrary, it alerted the nearby poisonous snakes and maggots, which rushed towards her immediately.

Griffith kicked away the maggots that were beside Pera, and slashed a piece of blood from LaVine's arm with a dagger to drive away the monster, pulling them back. The witcher's line of defense collapsed in an instant, and twisted monsters were crawling and surging all over the square.

"Incompetent." Lordus glanced at the witcher captain contemptuously. The wand in his hand had already drawn a complicated shape, and an extremely thick salty smell suddenly filled the air, making people sick.

The maggots that were still biting just now stopped suddenly, they let go of the prey they had caught, and began to shake violently.

The thick and large limbs of these monsters began to wrinkle and break, breaking apart like dried wood. A maggot fell to the ground in front of Griffith, rolling and shrinking, and finally turned into a carpet-like layer of skin sticking to the ground.

The critical situation was immediately reversed. Lordes did not stop, he unfolded a scroll, and the icy freezing air roared out, and the air cooled rapidly, freezing the attacked apprentice witchers in place. However, the aggression of those black and green monsters was greatly reduced immediately, and even began to flee back.

Seeing that they had just returned to the exit of the passage, a sickle-like wind pressure swept across the ground. The crowded monster snakes were cut and smashed in the blink of an eye, and they fell to the ground crackling.

The witchers broke free one after another, clutching their wounds and looking at the scene in front of them in amazement.

"Quickly use coagulant to stop the bleeding," the high-level mage said coldly, "The third wave is coming."

...

That's it? With your combat power at this level, you still want to explore the ruins! ?

Griffith screamed in despair in his heart, completely unable to accept this situation. The witcher's team had just encountered a monster that came out of a passage and could still support it, but the problem was that their attack power was insufficient and they lacked the power to quickly destroy the monster. When the second batch of monsters appeared, the witcher squad was immediately thrown into chaos, completely redundant for the unexpected.

In addition, there is a more serious problem!

At the heart of this witcher squad's defense is Hank, probably one of the weakest. His strength is limited and his equipment is not well-equipped, whether it is against giant creatures or a large number of monsters, he is not enough.

Next, if you face more and stronger monsters, how can you survive.

The more he thought about it, the more flustered Griffith became. Suddenly, he grinned and laughed wildly:

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

While laughing, he turned around and hugged a large tree nearby, banging his head like a woodpecker.

Pera, who had just received his support, wanted to say two words of thanks, but was horrified by this sudden crazy scene, and immediately took two steps back to Hank.

"What's wrong?" Griffith suddenly stopped his smile and looked at Miss Demon Hunter with blood on his face. "What's the problem?"

"You, that's the problem." Pera couldn't help but tilted her head back and stood a little further away from him.

Aw, I'm talking again, and it looks like it's time for the silence spell and control that the professor gave me. But the situation is serious. Although this witcher squad is well configured, the combat effectiveness of the members is obviously insufficient. If they hunted down one or two mutant creatures, it would be fine. Exploring such ruins would be self-defeating.

Professor Lordes is indeed powerful, but he is only one person. If the pressure of battle continues to increase, he will definitely encounter a situation that is difficult to cope with.

Although the professor is not likable, he is at least on my side. If he is finished, I will inevitably go to Biliangpo with him.

The more Griffith thought about it, the more guilty he felt, but he didn't dare to speak up again, for fear of being hit by a more powerful confinement spell. His eyes moved to the edge of the cliff again, and he began to figure out what posture and angle to use to jump off the cliff when the situation was unfavorable.

Another wave of new monsters poured out of the passage. They are crawlies like cockroaches, but each one is bigger than a dog. The hard carapace is hard to break and lasts long against fire, lightning and poison.

After finally repelling this wave of monsters, Griffith found that the giant wolf that was summoned was in a state of almost disintegration. Hank's face was exhausted, and the archer Lavin's quiver had nothing left. The lower third of the crossbow is gone.

Lordes still stood in the center of the crowd with his face as still as water. He has released several spells of different attributes in a row, and also used scrolls and other items to assist him, but he can't even see the slightest breath and exhaustion on his face.

But Lavin and the others had no will to fight, and they persuaded: "Master High Mage, Captain, let's retreat! We have lost the ability to continue fighting."

"No, can't go!" Karius protested loudly, "The great listener will lead us!"

Lordes was indifferent to the compliment. His eyes were fixed on the next passage, and his expression was a little nervous.