Parker screamed in fright.

Without thinking much, he raised the crossbow in his hand and fired. There was a loud bang, and the crossbow arrow hit the old man's chest without missing a beat, knocking him away.

But as soon as it landed on the ground, it immediately turned over, as if it was not injured, jumped up from the ground, and once again flew towards this direction on its hands and feet. It was like a huge human spider, and Papalar was shocked to see it.

The person's upper and lower teeth chattered.

But then Alyssa pulled him behind him and shouted: "Go this way!"

Parker finally came to his senses and looked back, only to find that there was a fork in the road ahead. After all, he was also half a nightingale. When he saw this fork, he suddenly became excited and asked: "Wait a minute, we didn't come to this place.

Pass!?"

Alyssa nodded. There was no sign of theirs at the fork in the road. They had indeed never been to this place.

"Left or right?"

"There are traces of chain dragging on the right side."

"That's the left."

Parker rushed over without saying a word.

It was only when he ran with his short legs for a long time that he was almost out of breath that he suddenly realized why there was no sound behind him. When he looked back, he was almost scared to death.

In the dark corridor, Alyssa disappeared without knowing when.

He broke out in a cold sweat and was a little afraid to look back, but he didn't dare to go deeper alone. After thinking for a long time, he gritted his teeth and muttered: "What does this mean? It can be compared to the Hill of Giant Trees."

Graxis? That damn little dragoness"

The Papalar man encouraged himself and walked back to take a look, but was stunned.

It turned out that he found Alyssa standing there, looking not far away. He walked over, and Miss Nightingale turned back and asked, "Where did you run to?"

Parker was still a little frightened and asked: "So, where is that thing?"

Alyssa looked forward again and pointed in that direction.

Only then did Parker see that the old man was standing not far away, dragging heavy shackles, baring his teeth and claws at them. But the other party did not dare to take a step further, as if there was an invisible line under his feet, keeping him nailed to that

place.

The Papalar people were so surprised when they saw this scene that they couldn't help but open their mouths and said: "What is it doing?"

Alyssa shook her head.

"What on earth is that?"

"Mr. Parker, who should I ask?"

"This... I thought you would know."

Alyssa replied a little funny: "You might as well ask Miss Tang Xin."

"Why her?"

"Because she is Mirella's pastor."

"You mean this is the undead?"

Alyssa nodded: "It's almost the same."

Parker swallowed and then asked: "Then what should we do now?"

"Of course we keep moving forward."

"Forward?" Parker looked at the old man and said a little unsurely: "I always feel that there is something bad ahead."

"Otherwise?" Alyssa changed her eyes and said, "How about you go back?"

Parker immediately changed his tune: "Then we'd better move on quickly."

When the two were about to turn around, they heard a voice coming from behind. "Who are you two and why are you here?" Alyssa was startled and looked in that direction. She saw only a little light coming from the darkness.

It lit up. A middle-aged man wearing a robe and holding a lantern came out and looked at the two people.

He was wearing a gray scholar's robe, with no rank visible on it, but not in the style of an apprentice. His temples were slightly gray, but his appearance was still handsome, and the glory of his early years could be vaguely seen, especially his gentle eyes, full of the light of wisdom.

.

It seems to give people a natural good impression.

The middle-aged man looked at the two people with a lantern, a look of doubt on his face, but then he gradually realized: "Selected people, it seems that someone has sent you to this place."

"Wait a minute," Alyssa asked softly, "Who is your Excellency?"

"Just a hermit," the middle-aged man replied: "As for the name, I have almost forgotten it, but many years ago, I seemed to have been called 'Karatu'."

"Karatu!?"

Alyssa was surprised: "Wait, you are the great wizard Karatu?"

The middle-aged man looked at the two of them again and nodded slightly.

…

The shaking underground finally subsided.

Fang Yu then lit up the crystal in the darkness and checked around. Fortunately, they were not buried under the sand and gravel. But unfortunately, the collapsed rocks buried the passages on both sides, completely changing the place.

It became a dead end.

After he settled Aitila, he put on the repaired 'Lonely King's Pride' and directed the capable angels to carry the fallen sand and gravel bit by bit to the other end. But he was not the only one in the dark tunnel.

While doing this work, on the other side, Luo Lin's sword holder was also repeating this kind of work over and over again.

The two moved in silence for a while.

Fang Yu finally broke the silence. He looked back at the other party and finally couldn't help but ask: "Why did you save me?"

Luo Lin also turned around, made a fist with his hand, put it to his lips and coughed lightly. Then he straightened up, smiled and replied, "Why not?"

"But aren't we enemies?"

"Enemies can also become friends."

"I wouldn't be friends with someone like you."

"Because I am a Dragon Worshiper?"

Fang Plover nodded.

"But for the chosen ones, is identity very important?" Luo Lin asked with a smile: "I joined the Dragon Worship Cult, that's all. As for other things, I didn't participate much. In fact, Torago

Toss still died in my hands, didn't he?"

"But you can't explain those things about Van Rick?"

Luo Lin coughed twice and laughed. But he shook his head and stopped answering.
Chapter completed!