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The crowd continued to laugh.

"No, it's too ridiculous to talk about skeletons anymore. Maybe the treasures of this ruin are only those in the temple above."

"That's terrible."

Skeletons are too weak for workers who can compete with Mithril adventurers. And the number is still less than the workers, I really don't know what the other party is thinking.

Faced with the six skeletons standing in front of them, everyone looked at each other, not knowing who should go by.

"I don't want it."

Alya clearly advocates his opinions, and everyone can understand his will.

"Then let me go first."

Greenham suddenly went forward.

I don't know what the skeleton's shallow wisdom is thinking. Seeing the soldier coming up alone, he thought he was pushed out of the team? Still have other ideas?

The skeletons attacked together, and then—

Waving axes and shields easily break them.

Only a few seconds. No, actually shorter.

Six skulls were smashed and trampled on the wreckage, Greenhan exhaled tiredly. Fatigue did not come from fighting behavior, but came to this worker's dream, no one has stepped into the big relics. The first battle to add color to this adventure was the lowest-order undead skeleton, which made him feel sad. .

"It's really fragile. Skeletons are skeletons after all. Having said that, it's foolish to act lightly. Considering that there might be powerful undeads, everyone stays alert and move on!"

Hearing Greenham's words, a group of people squeezed their lips together and moved forward—the depths of the ruins, looking forward to the Jinshan and Yinshan that were waiting for them.

"Okay, let's finally leave."

"It's all gone. Although they are workers, they ate the same pot of rice with us anyway, and they were the working partners entrusted this time. I hope they can come back safely... What do you think, Mr. Fei Fei?"

"--Everyone will die?"

Anz answered in a somber tone, asking his adventurer team leader to be stunned.

Ma Yuan hurried to help him round the field: "He said that there should be such psychological preparation. No one has discovered the ruins this time. I don't know what dangers are waiting for them. Too optimistic will hurt myself."

"So that's what it means... Thank you for your concern."

The team leader nodded and said yes, probably because these words were spoken by a steel-grade man, so I thought blindly about the good.

"So according to the scheduled plan, let's go to rest first."

Ma Yuan pushed Anz to the shared tent. Because the tent was far away, he knew that some people speculated indiscriminately that such calls would not be heard. This fact was actually told by the team leader just now.

Compared with the worker, this leader seemed to want to have a closer relationship with them who were also adventurers, so he told Ma Yuan of the information obtained from the worker.

Anz and Ma Yuan entered the tent together and pulled up the entrance, looking at the situation outside just in case. No one pays attention to them, even if they don't stare at Anz deliberately.

"...Although it is said to be a nest of love, it doesn't directly deny that it seems correct. It wouldn't be suspicious to set up a tent at a distance, nor would they notice us or be close to it."

Although some things have been lost, the benefits are much greater than that.

Anz took off the helmet, exposing the skull's face.

"I'm going back to Nazarek. I plan to send Pandora Acker to come here to replace me."

"So anxious?"

"Well. I'm afraid that Nasariq will have an accident. I don't know if Ariadne will start."

Ariadne system.

This is the inspection agency used by YGGDRASIL in the base production system.

There is an easiest way to build a solid fortress. The entrance is completely blocked so that no one can invade. Like the great underground tomb of Nasarik, it is almost complete as long as it is completely buried in the ground. But from a gaming point of view, this kind of behavior cannot be allowed.

In order to prevent players from building such a strong base, there will be an Ariadne system for surveillance.

According to system regulations, from the entrance to the heart of the maze, it must be able to connect from beginning to end with a line. In addition, Ariadne will measure the distance when walking inside the labyrinth, and calculate the number of doors, etc. The inspection items are numerous and careful.

Once the maze beyond these regulations is uploaded to YGGDRASIL, a penalty will be issued, deducting a large amount of guild assets.

For Nasariq, these problems were solved in one breath with six floors underground and five floors underground—and there was a lot of money to maintain such a huge maze.

"Are you going back with me?" Anz asked Ma Yuan.

"it is good."

Anz relieved the magic of forming armor and sword. The weight of the helmet in hand also disappeared at the same time.

He was liberated from the sense of restraint covering his whole body. Although he didn't feel tired, he still "hushed". The same is true of turning shoulders where there is no place to sore. These small habits should be the residue of human beings.

"...It's a headache."

The residue of human feelings sometimes makes him feel troublesome.

If you can deal with all problems calmly and calmly, maybe the situation is different now. But if there is no human residue, would you cherish the Nazarek underground grave so much? I am afraid that even Suzuki Go, the human thought, and the nostalgia for memories between friends will be lost together.

While Anz smiled bitterly, he launched magic. Even in any corner of his mind, he is no longer thinking about human residue. Anz is not such a good person, can bother about two or three problems at the same time, and can do what he should do. Now we should concentrate on important issues, and others must give up.

The magic he launched was "high-level teleportation".

"Welcome home, Master Anz."

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful voice of women congratulations came back.

"I'm back, Jared."

The deeply bowed woman raised her head, her peerless beauty with a smile like flowers blooming, staring at Anz in a straight line-as if she could not see anything else.

Seeing the radiance of compassion in his golden eyes, Anz felt itchy all over, hoping to roll over. But he could not show the attitude of the ruler of Nazariq's underground tomb, Anz Wuer, which should not be respected.

In order to suppress the weak and long-lasting emotions, Anz deliberately made a dry cough that the skeleton did not need. ,, ..

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