When Anthony rushed over and saw the fragments of bones scattered on the ground, he was stunned, and the other people following him also exclaimed. The fragments of bones were not piled up in piles, but were scattered everywhere, and no trace of the deformed monster before could be found from the fragments of bones on this ground.

Is it really useful? Anthony walked forward and immediately smelled a faint stinking of familiar smell and herbal medicine. The people behind him were worried that the monster would appear from the gathering of bone fragments again and dared not move forward. Anthony raised the lantern in his hand, kicked the fragments all over the ground and continued to walk forward. He looked around and finally looked at the sarcophagus that blocked the fragments. It was a sarcophagus that fell obliquely to the ground, and the lid of the coffin was also dropped. The owner of the sarcophagus poked out half of his body from the coffin. When he stared at the sarcophagus, several information windows immediately appeared. He looked at one of the windows: the marks and scratches left by the impact.

But can this thing really stop the monster? Anthony couldn't help but wonder. He continued to walk forward, stepped on the edge of the sarcophagus, and raised the lantern in his hand. He saw another sarcophagus also fell to the ground, obviously knocked down. The sarcophagus turned over, and the staggered coffin lid, and a dry remains stretched out from under the sarcophagus. Then Anthony noticed that there was a figure at the edge of the fire.

"Who?" Anthony suddenly became nervous, but the figure immediately answered him in a hoarse voice.

"It's me." Joel said, and climbed up from the ground with difficulty. He held the ground with one hand and the black sword with the other, using the sharp blade as a crutch to support his body.

"Joel?" Anthony immediately ran over the sarcophagus, not paying attention to his feet almost tripping a black object emitting heat on the ground. "Are you okay?" He put the lantern at his feet and hurriedly helped Joel up. When he grabbed Joel's hand, he was surprised to find that the cold man was trembling, and it was obviously not because of the cold. He was still panting for the deathly running just now.

"It's okay." Although Joel answered, his voice and body were still extremely nervous. If Anthony hadn't helped him, he might not even stand steadily.

"Drake, how are you?" asked the few people holding torches not far away, and they stood outside the range of fragments of bones scattered all over the ground.

Anthony, who heard the questions of those people, looked at Joel: "Where is the monster?"

Joel did not answer immediately. Anthony waited for him to sort out his language. After waiting for a long time, he just spit out two words in a short sentence: "Die."

Anthony raised his eyebrows: "Die? Really dead?"

"Ah." Joel responded while adjusting his breathing. The two of them walked slowly forward. Without taking two steps, Joel was an Anthony no longer had to support him. Then he took two more steps. Joel walked to the ball of black things on the ground. Before Anthony could ask what it was, Joel kicked the thing away. When he heard the sound of metal and glass, Anthony probably guessed what it was.

"Stop using that thing." Joel kicked the lantern on the ground and said to Anthony. Although Anthony wanted to know why, he didn't have the courage to continue asking questions after hearing Joel's tone, so he had to remain silent and didn't reply.

The two walked to the sarcophagus that fell to the ground and saw white bone pieces scattered in the narrow tunnel. "It shouldn't be up again, right?" Anthony asked with some concern.

"Impossible." Joel affirmed calmly.

Although Anthony also wanted to know why, it seemed that Joel had no intention of discussing this matter with him. He walked over directly on the sarcophagus. He kicked away fragments of different sizes and shapes with his feet, and a clattering sound echoed in the dark tunnel.

"Has the monster been solved?" Other mercenaries, who had no idea what happened, looked at the two of them expectantly. After seeing the silent Anthony nodded, they cheered together. Then they finally came over and began to look around the ground, "Is there any spoil?"

Anthony then remembered something, and immediately lowered his head and began to look for possible spoils among the broken bones on the ground with the mercenaries. Joel walked straight past the people without any interest. He walked to a corner where there was also a sarcophagus falling on the ground. Joel sat on the slant sarcophagus without any concern. He took off his pale mask, and the stuffy air inside the mask was released. The skin covered in sweat was slightly itchy when it touched the old air conditioner in the underground space. Joel breathed a sigh of relief and finally relaxed a little.

Next to the corner, the mercenaries who had relieved the sense of crisis began to clean up the battlefield noisy, but they seemed to have found nothing good. Joel looked ahead, and there was also a slanted sarcophagus at the intersection opposite, and it was pitch black further forward.

Compared with the dark space I saw in the black flames just now, this catacomb seemed so peaceful, but it seemed a little closed. Although Joel had this feeling after entering the catacomb, the feeling became even stronger after seeing the space, which made him breathless. Joel supported his elbows on his knees and naturally lowered his head. As a result, he saw a mummy head exposed in the slanted sarcophagus. His black and hollow eyes were raised upwards, just next to his left leg. But even such things did not cause any ripples in Joel's mood at all. It was not scary, Joel thought to himself.

"What are you looking at?" Anthony's voice made Joel, who looked down at the head at his feet, raise his head. He saw Anthony walking over with a lantern, and there seemed to be something in his other hand. When he approached, Joel saw that he was holding half a broken skull in his hand.

"What is that?" Joel asked as he looked at the things in his hand, but when he found Anthony stiffened a little because of his face, he quietly reached out to pick up his mask. After all, the burned face might be more scary in such a dark crypt than the mummy head at Joel's feet.

"Ahem." Anthony quickly continued to break the awkward atmosphere, "This, this was found from the monster's corpses." He deliberately raised the volume as he spoke. Joel frowned slightly. He looked behind Anthony. The mercenaries were looking at them silently. Are you afraid that we would embezzle the spoils? Joel couldn't help but find it funny, but he didn't spend a lot of time secretly laughing at those guys in his heart, but raised his head and looked at Anthony.

He reached out and Anthony naturally handed him the half-shattered bone in his hand. Joel looked carefully and found that there seemed to be something sticky black inside the bone. After Anthony brought the lantern closer, Joel was surprised to find that there seemed to be blue stripes in the black. "What is this?!" Joel felt disgusted, and transparent mucus leaked out from the gaps and edges of the bones.

"I don't know, some kind of soft creature." Anthony shrugged.

"Soft...what?" Joel looked up at him.

"Uh, it's something like a snail or a slug." Anthony reached out to take the half of the skeleton from Joel's hand. "There is no additional attribute, but it seems not a simple thing. I plan to take it back and study it." As he said that, Anthony squatted down, then placed the lantern on the ground, then took out a transparent glass jar from the "backpack", then put half of the head into the jar, and then sealed the lid. When Joel raised his head, the mercenaries who were still monitoring them had also continued to look for the spoils because they heard Anthony say "there is no additional attribute" and then went noisy to find the spoils.

After Anthony sealed the jar, he quickly turned his head and looked behind him. Sure enough, this guy must have hidden something. Looking at Anthony's reaction, Joel thought so. After Anthony found that the people who were watching left, he immediately took something out of his arms and handed it to Joel, "This is found in the skull." Then he immediately raised the volume, "When we go out, we will go directly to the craftsman camp? I know several people with high proficiency with firm skills level. Let them help us see this thing, and we should get some useful information."

While Anthony spoke loudly and confused the guys, Joel looked down at the thing Anthony handed him to him in his palm. It was a piece of metal, like a diamond-shaped stone, but it flashed with a silver luster under the flames of the lantern in Anthony's hand. "Silver?" Joel was surprised.

"Mestinus." Anthony lowered his voice, "It's Misei in the Sky."

"Mstr.?" Joel looked at Anthony in surprise.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Drake, I didn't find anything valuable." As the people said that, they walked over and Anthony immediately turned around.

"Ah? This may be because... ahem," he adjusted his tone, then turned around and showed his usual appearance as a scholar. "Uh, it may be a matter of means. After all, it was not the monster we killed with our own hands, but some organic methods." After he finished speaking, the mercenaries sighed, as if they were very dissatisfied.

"Let's go back quickly," Anthony said, "Go back to the upper floor first. Now there should be a lot of people on the top. After we have sorted out the team, we will go deep into the underground Black City."

"Okay." Someone sighed.

"It's not over yet."

"What stupid things are you saying, it's just beginning."

"The copy is so difficult!!! I want to go back!"

"Let's go, anyway, you either follow us to open up the land, or go to the city wall to fight monsters with the Iron Chain Knights and others."

"Forget it, I would rather be here, and probably not be able to drop any good equipment there."

"Are you going here?"

"We came from here, so it's absolutely right to follow me."

In this way, the mercenaries chatted like this and walked towards the exit to the upper floor. Anthony and Joel followed behind them. When Joel stood up, he immediately handed the piece of sky mitral in his hand to Anthony, and Anthony immediately hid it in his cloth bag.

The two looked at each other, without discussing too much, just followed silently behind the noisy team of people in front.

...

"Hey! Someone is here!"

When Joel and Anthony followed the people to the bunch of torches they had placed before, a man's cry came from the front. Because the tunnel was narrow and there was someone in front of them, they could not see the person making the shouting sound. However, the few people walking in front of them could see it. One of them immediately raised his hand and waved it, and replied in a relaxed tone: "It's done!"

"Really?!"

The people in front also made the cheers of the people who had seen Anthony nod. They only saw what was going on after Joel and Anthony approached with the people in front of them: the black door at the exit was wide open, and the stairs inside were full of people, and there were many people standing outside the black door. They seemed to be responsible for standing whistles, and the guys inside the black door were too much. As soon as they got closer, they heard the laughter and noise coming from inside. When they got closer, they immediately found that the people were actually drinking wine inside, and did not seem to treat this place as a tomb, but as a tavern.

"May the Black God be merciful." Anthony heard Joel beside him recite in a deep voice.

"Oh! It's great to see you two are fine!" A familiar and cheerful voice came, and the two looked at the voice. The Alps in iron armor and iron helmets walked up, spreading their hands in the narrow tunnel to give them a hug. Joel took a step back slightly, while Anthony was hugged by the man in iron helmets, and then he pushed Alps away with extreme disgust.

"Why are you here?" Anthony asked in confusion.

"Didn't you say that I'll come over if someone takes over my post?" Alps asked even more puzzledly, "There are people coming to the Knights of the Iron Chain, and then I'll come."

Anthony seemed to want to say something, but Joel asked in front of him: "How many people have come?"

"Ah, this," Alps wanted to scratch his head, but only touched his iron helmet. "I learned about your situation from the people who followed you into the dungeon first. Well... it's very troublesome. Come over and I'll report it to you later." He pointed to a dark corner next to him, where torches were placed before, but it seemed that they had been taken away or destroyed by monsters.

Anyway, it was a corner without anyone. Anthony, Joel and Alps went to that corner with two lanterns under the surprised eyes of the few people next to him. "Okay, how many people have come?" Anthony asked with a frown. Obviously, Alps' actions made him feel a little uneasy.

"The people you entered the dungeon have now come back... Well, including the few people you just brought back, thirty-five people have come back."

"Are there only thirty-five?" Anthony showed a serious expression. "When we came down, there were fifty-four people, and by doing so, there were nineteen people missing. In addition to the ones who died in front of us... there are probably almost ten people missing. What are these guys doing?"

The answer to this question is naturally self-evident for the greedy mercenaries, so the three of them were just silent, but did not continue to discuss this issue.

"Then I gathered sixty people in the tomb above. Later, Orson of the Iron Chain Knights brought twelve people, which means that there were seventy-two people in total. Most of them were behind the black door, and many were still in the tomb above. Because I heard that there were monsters below, and because the terrain was not conducive to team combat, I decided to hand over the battle below to you after discussing with Orson. It seems that the battle was solved smoothly."

"That's right." Anthony looked at Joel, and then continued, "Now you just need to take people through the deep tomb and reach the bottom of Black City. Did Joel say it before? Under the deep tomb is Black City. Then there are four immortal black knights."

"It seems like it should be a tough battle." Alps said lightly.

"I can only deal with the moves. After all, there is not so much time for us to collect intelligence and customize the war plan." Anthony sighed, then he quickly glanced at the side, then he looked at the Alps, lowered his voice and asked, "What do you want to say when you bring us to this corner?"

The Alps also seemed to pause, and he also lowered his voice and replied: "There are many familiar faces among the twelve people brought by the Iron Chain Knights."

"The flying fish is here too?" Anthony frowned, and Alps nodded in response.

"He said he came in place of Barolwufu. It seems that the heroes of Nalun Town don't want to come to this gloomy dungeon. After all, the walls also need the cooperation of mercenaries." Alps said helplessly, and then he lowered his voice, "Does Barolwufu know 'that thing'?"

"Ah, I told him when I was in the mansion of the Iron Chain Knights before." Anthony replied reluctantly, obviously he didn't want to talk about this.

"How did he answer?" Alps asked.

Anthony sighed: "Two words, get out. He doesn't believe me at all."

The Alps fell into silence.

"Did you find anything wrong?" Joel suddenly asked.

Alps was stunned. He looked at Anthony and looked at Joel again: "Yes."

"What?" Anthony asked with a frown.

"They brought a mage." Alps said in a deep voice, "Osen said that it was one of the secret weapons of the Knights of the Chain."
Chapter completed!