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Chapter Thirty: Gathering in the Square

It was as if there was destiny in the dark. As soon as Xiao Tianming and his party were teleported away, the space door under their feet returned to normal, leaving no trace at all. The blood dripping from the stone bowl was quickly absorbed, returning to its shabby appearance, unlike the original.

A few traces of dried blood showed the vicissitudes of life.

It didn't take long for the Holy See's elite to catch up from behind. Even with preliminary preparations, they couldn't know everything in the mysterious cave. They could only proceed carefully, even leaving the Holy Cross's unique sign of the Holy See along the way to prevent getting lost.

There is no member of the Holy See who is wasting time in searching for the mysterious cave, and he does not dare to take it lightly in the gloomy and dark cave, not to mention the ubiquitous intermediate ghosts, which also makes everyone troubled. Therefore, the Holy See and the undead mentor are just steps in front and behind.

.The world is full of tricks. If the tenth-level bishop in white is a reckless person, Xiao Tianming's trick may be exposed. It is destined that the Holy See will pay for his fate.

The Vatican group walked to the entrance of the underground square. The dark light in front of them had been attracting them for a long time. This is the biggest wish of those who have been in the cave for a long time: to see the light. They ran over cautiously, and the moment they stepped out of the cave entrance, everyone was shocked.

.A huge square of more than 10,000 square meters, with deep magic array patterns on the square. Strange stone skull torches every ten meters on the surrounding stone walls. A high invisible dome. And a huge insurmountable gate in front of you.

, deeply shocked the pampered elite of the Holy See. You must know that this is not outside, this is underground at an unknown depth. No one knows how much labor such a huge project will require. Perhaps, the great Papal Palace also

There is no square in front of you to waste time and effort.

Carefully sending the weakest one to explore the square, and finding that there was no danger, the tenth-level white-clothed bishop led the ninth-level white-clothed bishop towards the majestic and huge gate. He listened to the flattery of his subordinates, especially the ninth-level white-clothed bishop.

Voice: "Lord Snow, you are truly the person chosen by the Holy Light! To find the entrance to the treasure so quickly and report back must be a great achievement. Your promotion to Cardinal Snow will be just around the corner. I would like to congratulate Cardinal Snow in advance.

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"Schneider, you are really good at flattering others recently!" Snow, the tenth-level white-clothed bishop, didn't seem to buy it. "You'd better complete this mission with peace of mind. Promotion is not an issue to consider now. I always feel that it is strange here."

He looked around and found nothing.

Snow is worthy of being a tenth-level white-clothed bishop. Judging from the staff he is holding, he must be a powerful Holy Light Mage. As for his feeling of being unlucky, it is because Xiao Tianming dropped a stick in front of the gate before leaving.

A wizard's eye. This small detection spell has no attack power and can only enable the caster to see a fixed range of scenes. It would have been easily discovered and destroyed by a tenth-level professional, but after many years of practice, Xiao Tianming

Researched and improved its magical structure. Now it can only be discovered by at least level 12 experts. As for Snow's premonition, it can only be explained by the repulsive effect of light and darkness.

Snow looked at the lines on the giant gate from a distance. With his extensive experience, he naturally recognized the words on it. He suddenly realized that this must be a magic lock. Just when he wanted to step forward to take a closer look, there was a mysterious sound behind him.

Laughter came: "Isn't this His Excellency Bishop Snow? The world is really small!"

At the entrance, a team dressed in black swaggered in. The leader of the tenth-level dark mage instantly cast several repel spells, knocking over the guardian knight sent by the Holy See to guard the entrance, and raised his voice to stop those who were approaching the door.

Snow.

"Oh, isn't this Magician Chris? I don't believe this is a damn coincidence." Snow was extremely annoyed that the people from the Dark Temple came to destroy it at the critical moment. Such a coincidence? You don't believe it! The news must have been leaked. I'm suspicious.

Looking around, everyone in the Holy See frowned, fearing that Snow would be killed as a traitor.

"My friend Snow! Have you forgotten our specialties? We are the Dark Temple, and our ability to spy on information is not comparable to hypocrites like you." Chris was very satisfied that he had tricked Snow this time.

The Holy See of Light explored the way ahead and cleared away the monsters. The consumption of the Dark Temple was reduced a lot, and even the magic power was not consumed much. It is very rare to be so proud and proud. You must reward the little thief well when you go back.

Snow realized that he had made a joke, glared at the opposite party, snorted, and ignored him. Now that the people from the Dark Temple were here, his attempt to monopolize the treasure door was in vain. After all, he couldn't do anything here, and both parties didn't know.

After fighting for many years, I already know the basics.

If we fight to the death, we can only lose both sides. At the moment, we haven't even seen the shadow of the so-called treasure, so it is not worthwhile to fight head-on. Therefore, both parties have a tacit understanding to maintain restraint.

At this moment, there was another commotion at the entrance to the square. History is always so similar. Several of the dark knights sent by the Black Temple to guard the entrance were knocked to the ground. Looking carefully, eleven were shrouded in black cloaks.

Next, a mysterious warrior holding a sword hilt walked in swaggeringly. The leader looked around and saw the two forces of light and darkness in the confrontation. He nodded calmly and led his men to stand aside without saying a word.

Snow and Chris were shocked. The people sent to guard the door were not ordinary little shrimps. They were all top powerhouses with power level nine or above. Unexpectedly, they were knocked to the ground by someone. They were humiliated. The opponent was definitely not an unknown person.

Generation, there is another competitor. As if he guessed the thoughts of the two major forces, the black cloaked swordsman in the lead waved his hand and showed a sword-shaped token.

The token is neither gold nor stone, with a clear texture, a sense of chilling, and a powerful sword energy. Snow and Chris took a deep breath, "Under the Sword Master of the Starry Sky!" They didn't say much, and stood on guard against each other, with a tacit understanding.

The silent black cloaked swordsmen are no longer mentioned, which seems to be acquiescence to their existence.

After a while, a large number of mercenaries walked in noisily. Snow was completely helpless: Is the information of the Holy See of Light really all over the streets? Forget it that the thieves of the Dark Temple are unparalleled in the world, the Starry Sky Sword Master has endless secrets.

It is inevitable that no clues will be found. But if these low-class mercenaries also sneak in, they can only be suspicious.

Snow looked around in confusion, but found nothing in the end. He could only suspect that the Dark Temple was secretly causing harm.

What he didn't know was that among the mercenaries, a well-organized mercenary team was hiding in the crowd and laughing secretly. They knew that the only way to compete for treasures with a powerful force like the Holy See of Light was to seize the opportunity and find the entrance to the treasure first. The opportunity before them

Already lost, we can only muddy the waters to fish in troubled waters and seize the greatest benefits.

This is the wisdom of mercenaries. The method may not be the most scientific, but it is definitely the most effective. Even the Dark Temple, which does all evil, cannot kill adventurers at will. This is a major matter that will cause public outrage and ruin the reputation, so naturally it cannot be ignored. After all,

Mainland China's general laws stipulate that mercenaries have the right to search for and excavate ancient ruins, and no one can deprive them of their rights.

Just when the last lingering mercenary walked into the square, the huge door flashed, and the shadow of the Seven Bridges problem floated in the air, proving that there were no adventurers in the cave, and all the adventurers gathered in this vast

In the underground square, this can be said: heroes gather, dragons and snakes dance!

(There is only one chapter today, try to update two chapters tomorrow!)


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