Wu Chen was in the middle of the team and walked carefully along the extension of the railway tracks to the depths of the tunnel.

The tunnel had a very large arc downward curve, and the second team walked smoothly along the safety passage opened by their companions, except for the steep slope and the broken bone frame under their feet.

"Master, add "Dark Vision"." said the second-level swordsman in the team leader.

Wu Chen felt embarrassed. Apart from a rainbow jet, his application of magic was only in the primary stage. He could punch people, but he didn't do many difficult movements such as gymnastics, dance, etc. The magic structure model is a combination of such movements, but he only remembers one now.

But the abundant spiritual power and magic reserves of mages that had exceeded the first level gave him the capital to meet the requirements of the team members in another way. He picked up a bone stick from the ground, without singing or preparing for magic, and just shook it gently, and the top of the bone stick exploded with a "bang" and the dark red light illuminated the surrounding environment. Some people cheered in a low voice, while others frowned.

Four torches were made, at the cost of Wu Chen's lasting consumption of magic. The leader extinguished two of them, and asked the companions in front and behind the team to hold the torches. He once again reminded him to form a formation and continue to move forward.

Further forward, the ground became even more messy. The yellow and white bone frames made people have no place to get off. When the rusty iron sword and fragments of armor appeared, the team came to a flat ground. Wu Chen probably fell at least twenty meters. Now he was at a four-way intersection. The railway tracks were divided into four, and a large number of mine cars and the ore was dumped on the railway tracks and accumulated into several hills.

This is where the ore is collected and sorted. Go down and enters the real mine. The team dispersed, searching and beating in the space. Wu Chen came to a green-skinned corpse and squatted down to observe.

This is a subspecies absenteeism, with thick lower limbs and a restrained body, a bamboo basket on its back, a candle tied to the top of its head, and a slender tail about one meter long, which is a standard canine head.

"Finally found!"

Wu Chen quickly stood up and gathered with the team members. The one on the far left of the four forks found the secret notes left by the team in front. The team began to perform plastic surgery and advanced in an arrow-like battle formation.

The ground began to go downwards sharply again, with a curve larger than the section of road that passed by. The ore mixed with broken bones disappeared. Large areas of wet blood were scattered under my feet and the surrounding cave walls. The strong smell of blood was swaying, and the atmosphere began to become tense and suppressed. Wu Chen was ready to go, and the first syllable he chanted was in the mouth but not released.

The absence of a corpse means that the situation is a bit strange. Wu Chen's team did not have the members who were good at sensation and stealth, and were all good at attacking and opening up. At this time, the narrow space and unknown danger made him no longer worry about consumption. His spiritual tentacles spilled out, spreading in front of him and behind him.

He closed his eyes and observed the unknown environment purely with his spiritual tentacles. Outside the mine, he easily explored a range of hundreds of meters, but it was decayed a lot here. However, fifteen meters in front and back made him unable to survive. Dark energy filled every inch of space here, and the colorful elemental elves were only one color left - black!

Sudden!

"Bang~"

"Small……"

A pitch-black claw suddenly rushed out of the wall on the left, and the gravel shot. The claw stabbed towards Wu Chen like a black lightning. There was no time to react at all. The ready-to-go magic and mental alert range could not help him. Wu Chen's head was about to be pierced...

A heavy armored warrior knocked away Wu Chen at a critical moment, "Bang~", Wu Chen staggered forward and looked back, his eyes caught only the afterimage of the sharp claws retracted, and a large amount of blood spilled out of the chest pierced by the heavy armored warrior. The warrior fell down in front of all his comrades who had no time to react.

All this happened so quickly that Wu Chen was sandwiched between three soldiers again. At this time, his palpitations and fear emerged, and his scalp felt numb.

The self-pride and self-pride were broken all over the ground, and Wu Chen immediately canceled the spell preparations of the rainbow jet and changed it to the most direct and best-selling combat method.

“…He’s dead!”

Everyone was silent for a while.

"If there is a terror claw monster, protect the mage... set off!"

The teammates calmly accepted the first loss of personnel. The team continued to move forward. Wu Chen, who was sandwiched in the middle, dared not neglect anymore. With a thought, his mental power was stimulated, and the magic power penetrated the surface of his body. The small number of ice blue elemental elves around him responded with a loud bang. A large number of fine ice crystals attached to the body. Between the two breaths, a layer of ice armor with a thickness of up to five centimeters was formed.

The sudden drop in temperature made the teammates feel cold, but their faces improved a lot. The soldiers who were guarding him were no longer as nervous as before, and they let go a little bit of distance, and no one complained about the cold air.

Fifteen people, oh no, the fourteen teams moved forward with four formal professionals as the core. About five minutes later, a burst of rapid footsteps came from the front. The team stopped, and the melee profession moved forward, far beyond the profession. Wu Chen was in the center and began to prepare.

"It's me, it's me..."

A thief with black leather armor appeared in the torch light. His familiar face and outfit made Wu Chen relax his vigilance. Edward, the leader's second-level swordsman, greeted him, "Victor, what's going on, why are you back?"

"Hurry, hurry, go out, it's too late!" The thief Victor crossed Edward and crashed into the team. He seemed to be scared, and he didn't care about the pulling and inquiries of his companions. He only knew to move forward, and it seemed that he had no courage to look back.

The formation was in a state of chaos, and most of the mercenaries were at a loss. Edward was furious and knocked away several teammates. Later, he grabbed Victor's shoulder first, broke his body over, and shouted: "You idiot, tell me what happened, where is the leader?"

Victor still wanted to struggle, his head kept lowering his face and couldn't see clearly, "It's over, it's over, the demon, there's a demon underneath!"

The word demon made everyone extremely frightened. Just when everyone was in a state of mind and the warning was loose for a moment, Victor's body suddenly twisted like a snake, broke free from Edward's control, turned into a black shadow and jumped up in the air, and a stream of light shot out from his mouth...

Wu Chen had no time to tilt his forehead back, and with a "click~~", the unknown object that shot towards him wiped the frost armor on his forehead, and swung up with a large piece of ice chips. With a "bang!", a large amount of gravel was sputtered from the hole wall on the left, and the black claws pierced at Wu Chen's falling body like lightning.
Chapter completed!