"...The above is all we have found." Discipline Bishop Felix breathed heavily.

After carefully evaluating the damage of the first magic circle, the group was sent back to Return Town by the giant dragon at about 9 o'clock in the evening. The important personnel of the three teams met according to the predetermined plan. As one of the parties to evaluate the situation of the legal circle, Nemo obtained a chair near the corner.

Godwin stood upright against the wall, while Oliver, wearing a skeleton helmet, held the back of the chair with both hands and stood behind Nemo.

The Scouting Team rented a room large enough. It's just that everything in Return Town is rougher than the ground—the cracks in the wooden slats are still filled with dust, and the edges of the wooden round table have greasy stains that can't be wiped clean.

So instead of imitating others to put his arms on the table, Nemo crossed his arms and leaned on the back of the chair, his short ponytail swept across Oliver's breastplate below.

The two struggled to assume a serious pose, which had been going on for more than three hours.

Three hours of meeting, they were forced to recount everything they saw in the Rotten Stone Forest. Nemo stared solemnly at the air in front of him, a numb blank in his mind.

But the harvest is not without it, at least now Nemo finally figured out the composition of the three scouts.

It stands to reason that the giant teleportation array dedicated to the expedition is shared by all intelligent races on the surface.

There are indeed many intelligent races on the surface, but not everyone is willing to send their compatriots to explore the abyss. If you want to find the most typical, the elves are well-deserved - those rich and shrewd guys prefer to use gold coins to buy the latest exploration information from other races than to go to the dangerous darkness in person.

On the other hand, the gatekeeper organization funded the construction of a small castle dedicated to monitoring the status of the teleportation array.

Unfortunately, even the most sophisticated communication crystals cannot communicate with the surface across the abyss. Obtaining information from the abyss from the surface is an extremely expensive and energy-intensive thing. There is a place, and there are still very few strong people who are willing to observe boringly there.

So the race representatives made an agreement to rotate the race responsible for observing the circle every ten years.

Nimo fully understands the mood of the strong of all races at this moment, let alone ten years, he will fall asleep on the spot when he sits here for three hours for a fee.

And if you look at the main members of this reconnaissance team, you can know which group of unfortunate guys is currently maintaining the magic circle—

As the No. 1 religion in the human race, even if the Radhism does not want to take on this thankless chore, it still has to show its posture. This is one of the three teams of Tumbleweed and Horizon Guard.

Since Laddism has taken action, the second largest religion, Muni, can't sit still. The second team was all Mooneys, an extremely xenophobic religion that didn't even ask for help from an outside escort.

There are no humans in the third team. In order to prevent humans from reaching a consensus among their compatriots and concealing important information from other intelligent races, some intelligent races are willing to send some members, mainly to monitor and assist.

Nemo turned his stiff neck and looked at the one-eyed dwarf and two dragons huddled in a pile on the opposite side of the table.

"Mmmmmm."

Finally, the commander-in-chief Lugo the one-eyed dwarf made an unpleasant movement in his throat.

"Our people say the same. So now I have to ask that question, Felix Waldron. Easy-to-repair physical damage is fine, curses, contamination, magical transformations, that sort of thing No doubt monitoring the crystal's alarm range."

He paused for a moment, and his cloudy yellow eyes swept over the very ugly-looking preceptor bishop.

"Could it be that you didn't let the mage maintain the magic circle in time and charge the monitoring crystal. Hmm, eh?"

"Naturally not! You know, it's human beings who found something different this time, and we notified you as soon as we discovered the problem." Bishop Felix twisted a little on his face A forced smile.

In fact, the monitoring crystal has not really alarmed. The first time he got the news, Pope Ladd didn't mean to wait for the kings to dawdle and kick the ball. If you wait for the old foxes on the throne to go through the process, I don't know how long it will take.

The old man directly smashed a lot of money and forcibly checked the status of the teleportation array from the surface. Only then did he discover the fact that "all teleportation arrays have been destroyed by man".

Whoever the demon who manipulates the teleportation formation is undoubtedly a superior demon who is extremely powerful and understands the surface conditions very well.

But now no matter what he says, it will be a sophistry to the other party. This time, he really had to smash his teeth and swallow it, trying his best to put on a good attitude so as not to annoy the grumpy one-eyed leader.

"Well, that is to say... If it wasn't for two lifeless humans wandering around in the lower abyss and accidentally seeing the destruction scene, this matter would only be discovered during the next expedition."

The dwarf Rugo's voice was cold and hoarse, and his attitude was not in the slightest.

"Our people have determined the wrong coordinates at the end of the teleportation array, which is an unknown coordinate very close to the bottom of the abyss. You know what that means - it means that once the teleportation array is activated, countless The expedition warriors will be teleported into the unknown desolate darkness. There is no magic circle to return, and it is so deep that it is difficult to have abnormal feedback."

"In the worst case, everyone will walk into the teleportation array as stupid as sheep, and team after team will be thrown into the deadly dark wasteland. Judging by the size of the abyss, they will eventually In the process of getting lost, they will run out of supplies and die of exhaustion. And what about the surface? The surface will think that they were all killed by the devil, and foolishly plan the next expedition."

The leader of Muni wisely remained silent, while the preceptor Felix bowed his head: "I am very sorry. When we return to the surface, I will definitely convey your words to the kings truthfully."

"If it is found that the strange person is ours, the base of the human bone jade quota will definitely be lowered." The dwarf pulled his beard regretfully and turned his yellow eyes to Nemo.

"Good job, young man." He boasted absently, "There are a few people who can see."

Nemo smiled awkwardly.

"Next we have to be more vigilant." Commander Lugo stood on the chair and tapped the wooden table with his cane. "Humans, you leave one-third of the team at the rear. The rest are all dispatched."

The one-eyed dwarf made a screeching sound, the crutches drew a few incomprehensible runes in the air, and a huge map composed of light spots unfolded in front of everyone—

"The big teleportation array does not allow bidirectional transmission, but the deep and return arrays are not far apart. We can repair five sets of round-trip teleportation arrays all the way to the ghost throat. Although the fifth set is in the gravity labyrinth, repair It's going to be a bit of a hassle, the fundamental problem is the sixth set."

"I remember that the sixth set is the deepest pair of teleportation arrays." Felix took the initiative to speak, trying to calm the atmosphere.

"Yes." The commander's frowning and bearded face showed no expression. "Looking at this trend, we need to consider the possibility that the seventh set of hidden emergency teleportation arrays will also be destroyed. After passing the gravity maze, we must divide our troops into two groups, and each team will bring a dragon. Do you have any questions?"

No one in the conference room said a word, and the two dragons had no intention of speaking.

"Very good." Dwarf Lugo said in a harsh voice, pointing to the door with his crutch. "Team representatives and important members stay, and other irrelevant personnel leave. Now is the time to talk about serious business."

Outside the door.

"My arms are going to go stiff." Nemo moved his shoulders a few times. "God, I've got to turn the whole thing upside down five times. One-eyed dwarves are really good."

"Humans are good at lying, after all. Shall we go get something to eat and find a new pub?" Oliver rubbed his grumbling stomach. The fried mushrooms in the stomach have long been unable to function as they should.

Even if the two dragons stayed in the conference room, Oliver, who was starving to death, had no complaints about being driven out.

"Sure." Nemo readily agreed, though not really bothered by hunger.

"Wait." Godwin said suddenly.

The two people walking in front stiffened and turned around nervously.

"Ramon, I want to have a private conversation with Mr. Wright. Would you mind, Mr. Wright?" Godwin looked serious.

"I... uh... Ollie, wait for me in our room, by the way to see the mental state of Bagelmore." Nemo subconsciously straightened his neckline and flattened it a little awkwardly for a long time The folds produced by sitting. "I'll find you later."

Oliver opened his mouth and glanced at Godwin a little uneasily. He wasn't worried that Godwin would suddenly attack Nemo in a place like this, he was a little worried that Nemo would be tricked into saying something he shouldn't have to say - even now, his Demon Lord is still not very good at lying.

But if you stay forcibly now, it will look suspicious.

So he just nodded and waved his hand. It wasn't until he passed the corner of the corridor that Oliver dared to put on a worried expression. The head of the tumbleweed took a breath, let go of his perception, and tried to listen to the conversation not far away.

"Mr. Wright, first of all I thank you on behalf of the surface." Godwin's voice was solemn.

"No, not so...I just had a gut feeling that something wasn't right, don't take it too seriously."

"Then, pardon me." Godwin's voice was calm and polite. "According to the existing information, it seems that you are just a demon believer with a little luck, and your familiar is only an intermediate demon."

“…”

"It was a complex illusion cast by a superior demon, and you were aware of it before everyone else. Even if the one-eyed dwarves would classify it as a human trick, or your special talents...except yourself , no one is more familiar with the tumbleweed's resume than I am. I know very well that you are not born with this ability. A simple question, how did you do it?"

Oops.

Oliver turned around after walking some distance, he had to find an excuse to get back there and find a way to help Nemo. He knew that Godwin might be suspicious, and it seemed his cousin wasn't going to turn a blind eye to Nemo just because their relationship had eased.

But he didn't take two steps, a hand patted his shoulder. The warm soft aroma passed, and Jesse Dylan stopped his steps back, smiling and shaking his head.

"Mr. Dylan." Oliver frowned slightly, "Please get out of the way, I have to... wait, since you can calculate the future, will Nemo not reveal his secrets?"

"No." The orange flame of the oil lamp in the corridor illuminated the pretty face. "I mean, it's more appropriate for me to go. I had something to make clear with dear Mr. Wright, and it was just right."

Oliver hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded, considering the limited time left for him to make a decision.

"Also." Jesse turned away, her long blonde hair loosely draped over her back. "It's not just Mr. Wright, you need to know that—"

"I can't calculate anything about the future here."

Across from Return Town, on an empty rock face.

A figure gradually emerged from the rock wall without any hindrance. The dark and hard rock wall seemed to have turned into mud before the man.

The figure stood silently on a bulge on the rock wall, looking at the lights of Return Town on the opposite side. The man was covered in old and dull armor, and he stretched out his right hand, which was covered by the gauntlet, and took out a small crystal ball.

The small crystal ball shimmered with a vague starry sky, with a pale bone jade embedded at the top.

"Interesting." A muffled sound came from the armor.

"How?"

"Baggarmoru, that flat serpent of Corvene, which somehow restored the power of the superior demon."

"Oh, it's rare. I didn't see it at Clement College at all... It seems that it is even stronger than me. And..."

"And with the help of someone, it completely wiped away the breath." The armored man touched the hilt of the giant sword behind him. "I was on Clement's side at the time, and I'm pretty sure Wright and Parrot didn't react the way they do now, he must have spotted us - Nemo Wright was more dangerous than we thought."

"If you promised me to tie Wright to study, there would not be so many things." The voice over the communication crystal is very strange, more like a crystal than human voice. shock.

"I was wrong."

"It's rare that you actually admit your mistake, the famous Lord O'Rouree."

“…”

"Okay, let me ask you another way, what are you going to do?"

"Continue monitoring."

"And?"

"If he really intends to stand on the surface, I will kill him."