Chapter 587 - v3c354 (2/2)

Up on the surface, Lady Medusa Lysmeka finally noticed the uninvited guests. “Are they guards?” she muttered, casually dropping the lucky crypt dweller in her hand back into the pit.

She removed the short bow from her waist and aimed at those Crystal Wights, shooting the front two with an arrow each so that they toppled back into the pit. These few Crystal Wights showed very strong combat prowess, around the level of Gold Rankers. The cavemen were no match for them at all, and as soon as Lysmeka fired those test shots, she realized that she had met a challenging opponent.

“A Crystal Wight is a Crystal Wight, let’s go on down and take a look.” Inside the pit, White Mist was answering Roman’s queries in her own peculiar way.

“Will they kill Romaine?” Romaine asked with a little nervousness.

“They won’t, I am here,” White Mist replied simply.

Only then that Miss Merchant nodded and plunged downward, landing steadily on the bottom of the pit. It was then that the two realized that this deep pit had already been dug through, because they could see artificial traces begin to appear. This was probably a historical site, with many openings that led to the black cavernous underground.

The two randomly picked an opening and entered it. There were no cavemen in the ruins now, nor could they see new Crystal Wights appearing. Except for the sound of rain and water, the place was lonely and desolate. In fact, the sound of the rain had gradually diminished after they had entered that opening, and the outline of a certain huge presence gradually emerged in the darkness.

“Ah!” White Mist gasped again.

“What’s wrong?”

Romaine hurriedly leapt forward and looked up curiously. She watched as the huge silhouette gradually became clearer in her vision and then slowly coalesced to form a head. To be exact, it looked like a part of a huge stone statue. Or, as Romaine saw it, it resembled the marble statues used to decorate Coldwood Castle enlarged a thousand times.

But the stone statue’s facial lines were very sharp. It didn’t look like a statue of a modern human. It looked more like it was sculpted by another race instead. Romaine looked at it and realized it had neither a beard nor pointed ears. “Not a dwarf, not an elf,” she commented thoughtfully.

“What is this, White Mist?”

“…t.i.tan Statue, I didn’t expect it to be here… I didn’t expect it to be here…” muttered White Mist. If she could widen her eyes, this listless woman would have widened her eyes as much as she could at this moment.

……..

Brendel listened carefully. The rustling of voices in the dark was already getting closer and closer. But that certainly couldn’t be the rattle that the spidermother made; it would not make such a loud noise. The spidermother, though a behemoth in itself, moved very delicately and was a hunter who lurked before striking..

Brendel could still remember that adventure vividly to this day when he recalled those memories.

Everyone stopped. The knights all pressed their hands to their swords though they did not draw them, a skill they had learned from Brendel. Sometimes, drawing your sword first would not allow you to seize the initial upper hand in a fight. On the contrary, you would end up exposing your position to the opponent, especially when you were facing an unknown enemy.

Brendel was pleased with the others’ actions. He was the first to notice the uninvited guests who had suddenly appeared.

The first thing that appeared in the darkness was a floating, s.h.i.+mmering light that seemed to refract the dull light of the illuminating crystal in his hand. It was only afterwards that he could see that it was some kind of creature made up of crystals. From its shape, there should have been no doubt that this creature was a spider.

But these weren’t spiders anymore.

“Crystal Wights?” Brendel was a little taken aback. How could there be such a thing here? There shouldn’t be any such monsters in this area, not to mention the fact that monsters in Amber always appeared for a reason, just like the wind elementals below the Mar Highlands. They would never pop up for nothing.

Crystal Wights were such a special type of monster that Brendel had only ever seen them in a handful of places, and in small numbers every time.

Thought upon thought rushed through his mind for a moment. However, his reaction was quick; he lowered his center of gravity and the Halran Gaia appeared in the hand.

“Prepare for battle!” the princess shouted in a low voice behind him. The knights drew their long swords in unison.

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