Chapter 0687: Swarms of Ghosts

This is a dark underground cave.

The ground was covered with wet, muddy, dark black soil, with some strange and strange demonic plants growing sparsely on it.

The rock walls around the cave have been eroded and soaked by rain all year round. Most of the loose sand and gravel have peeled off, leaving only the hard and steely rock walls and the sparkling shimmering moss.

The light was already dim, and even the glimmering green light emitted by the shimmering moss could not illuminate this vast underground space. Instead, it made the place seem more empty and deep, giving people a strange feeling of dullness and depression.

Light mist floats in the caves of all sizes, shrouding everything here in a hazy mist.

Greem took the lead and walked in front. The dark red flame barrier lingering around him interacted with the water vapor, making a soft squeaking sound. The originally moist land quickly turned into dry and soft sand under the baking of the flame barrier. The deerskin short boots stepped on it, and the sound of Xuanxuan felt like flying in the clouds.

The dark red flame barrier was like a red-hot sharp knife, cutting open the fog in front of him and driving the hazy water vapor to both sides of the road. The sporadic growth of demonic plants spread its teeth and claws in the depths of the shadowy mist, with strange shapes and postures, as if they were terrifying demons crawling out of the Nine Nether Hells.

And among the demonic plants, some ugly and twisted monsters are also howling and stumbling around...

As if smelling the breath of life, a series of monster howls suddenly came from the depths of the mist on the right. Immediately after the fog cleared, a large group of rotten zombies appeared in Greem's field of vision, dragging their crooked ankles. They held up their filthy black hands and swarmed towards the three of them crazily.

These are rotting zombies that have been sleeping underground for many years. The originally plump and plump body was now completely shriveled, the abdomen was deeply sunken, and the sparse hair on the head was yellow and withered. Countless corpse insects writhed and crawled in and out of their empty eye sockets, nostrils, and mouths.

Sensing the intrusion of foreign enemies, these rotten zombies that exist as watchdogs are all agitated. Their empty eye sockets light up with frightening red lights, and their wide and crooked mouths make their entire faces distorted. Out of shape.

Ouch...

This group of nearly a hundred rotten zombies ignored the huge strength gap between the two sides and continued to roar and roar upwards. As soon as they entered the area covered by the flame barrier, the entire rotten and sticky body immediately rose up with sizzling water vapor, and then countless small flames sprang up.

Before they could get close to the three of them, the rapidly rising fire engulfed their evil and ugly bodies, submerging everything in the blazing flames.

The three of them had held their breath for a long time, walking among the human-shaped torches with disgust on their faces. For those who were too close, Greem would pop up a small orange flame. Even though the flames are very small, when they fall on the zombies, they can instantly burn through their hard skin, which is as tough as old cowhide, and then ignite any ignitable substances.

These low-level undead creatures, whose basic strength was no more than apprentice level, could not resist the dual effects of the flame barrier and the 'ignition' witchcraft. They fell to the ground wailing one by one, and were burned into pieces in the painful struggle and distortion. An unidentifiable lump of char.

As if they sensed the power of the three of them, the terrifying demonic plants that had been showing their teeth and claws and were a little eager to try also stopped. Deep in the mist beyond the sight of the three people, the Scarlet Demonic Tree retracted its roots that were as thick as snakes digging around, and hung down its bony branches, disguising itself as dead trees.

The blood-sucking vines wrapped around the demonic tree also retracted their withered tentacles and clung motionlessly to the trunk, losing their previous activity.

The giant man-eating whippers who blocked the path of the three of them struggled to pull out their roots and squirmed slowly to both sides. The sunflower-like flower disk at the top of the stem even closed its leaves, covering the embossed human face.

As the three people approached, the Death Paradise that was still whispering just now suddenly became deserted. The cold and greedy gazes shot out from the darkness all turned their attention away, no longer daring to easily offend these terrible witchcraft casters.

Grim looked back at Alice.

Alice shook her head and said: "I didn't notice Mary's breath! This is a paradise for the undead, and it is also very suitable for vampires to hide here. I think if I were Mary, I would definitely go deeper and use the indigenous undead here to deal with that Drew Yi..."

Usa, who had been observing the surrounding environment coldly, couldn't help but interjected: "We'd better not go too deep. You should also be able to see that most of the undead here are not naturally born, but have been artificially modified. This means that there must be a powerful master behind them.”

"Are you worried that he is a level 4 hermit?" Greem thought.

"Hmph, it's not like you can't see the situation here. A level 3 wizard can't create such a big battle, right? I'm sure it's a level 4 powerful undead that connects the underground here to some other dimension. Space, the low-level undead here are its sentinels on the periphery. If we go too deep, we may anger the opponent, which will lead to unpredictable risks!" Usa is obviously a little wary of this place.

"Do you feel in danger?" Grim asked the question to Alice again.

This time, even Ursa focused on Alice.

Witches of destiny are good at seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster. If the future is really dangerous, they will definitely sense it in advance.

Alice took out a crystal ball from her bosom, rubbed it in her palm for a while, and shook her head and said, "There are risks, but no danger! Even...even..."

After hesitating for a long time, Alice didn't know how to describe her feeling.

"I have a feeling that this underground trip will be of great benefit to us!"

Grimm and Usa both breathed a sigh of relief.

"In that case, let's move on! I want to see what the real owner of this area looks like..." As a 3rd-level witch, Usa's opinion is obviously very important.

After all, if you want to deal with the druid elder, Usa is the core force of this battle.

Although Grimm also has the ability to summon a 3rd-level thunder dragon, the price paid for each summoning is too huge. Moreover, facing a 3rd-level druid elder, the other party will not give him enough time to complete the summoning.

However, as they continued to move forward, the three people who broke through the zombie territory soon faced a new invasion of undead creatures.

The resentful spirits, evil ghosts, and ghosts were like a group of translucent ghosts, hiding in the heavy fog, and kept making ghostly chirping sounds. Compared with the spirits in the wizard world, these resentful spirits made of biological souls have fewer evils, but more fierceness.

They kept making soul-stirring and strange laughs, and kept circling and dancing around the dark red flame barrier. Some resentful spirits who couldn't hold back their ferocity tried to rush into the dark red barrier, but in a moment they raised their heads and screamed even more shrill and terrifyingly, and turned around and rushed out.

Unfortunately, without the cover of a physical body, their resentful core was directly exposed in the flame barrier. In less than three seconds, a resentful spirit with the strength of a senior apprentice burned into a handful of ashes with a shrill wail.

The experience of the dead in front also made the resentful spirits behind understand the horror of this dark red barrier. They circled more quickly and laughed more sinisterly, but they never dared to step into the flame barrier.

However, not all the ghosts that can appear here are low-level ghosts. With the sound of charming giggles, beautiful girls with hot and hot bodies, wearing low-cut clothes and light gauze began to emerge in the mist.

They giggled and chased each other, occasionally rushing out of the mist, leaving only a gorgeous glimpse in front of everyone, and then hiding in the depths of the mist again with a smile.

That breathtaking and beautiful face, that tall and white round breasts, that charming and charming laughter, that illusory and hazy hot body...

The three people covered by the flame barrier had a disdainful sneer on their faces at the same time.

On their side, a strange magical glow was surging, and it seemed that it was a sign that the "charm" was frequently activated.

These charming banshees can also be regarded as a kind of high-level spirit body, and their strength can reach level 1. However, their acquired preparations have caused a huge loss of their intelligence, and they are obviously not comparable to level 1 wizards. If it were a Level 1 wizard, he would have run as far as he could when he saw Grimm and the others, and why would he be so reckless and flirt in front of a high-level wizard.

Their self-righteous charms obviously couldn't shake the minds of Grimm and the others, so after some disturbance, the banshee leader who was hidden behind them proudly appeared.

A Level 1 high-level charm banshee!

Compared with her subordinates, the spirit of this banshee leader is undoubtedly more condensed, and she doesn't have the ethereal haziness of other banshees. She is wearing a light green evening dress, delicate and transparent crystal high heels, stepping on the void, and gracefully walking out of the deep darkness.

"Handsome boy, your body is so strong and mighty..." The witch leader said in a sweet and soft voice, a pair of slender hands that were as white as snow slowly rubbed her body, licked her red lips, and a strong desire appeared on her charming face: "Hurry up... Hurry up and warm my lonely body with your hot passion..."

To be honest, if Grimm was just an ordinary traveler, his soul would definitely be out of his body at this moment, and he would walk into the arms of the witch leader like a puppet.

But unfortunately, he is not!

Even the two witches stood behind him, making it difficult for him to pretend to be enchanted.

"Should we step aside and let something happen between you and this guy?" Alice chuckled, obviously thinking that the scene in front of her was particularly funny. nt

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