Chapter 85 (2/2)

The poet has not reached level 2. He can't use level 1 arcane ”detect secret door”, and even if he has one, he won't choose this cold spell. Because poets have as limited magic as warlocks, they can only choose carefully.

But Zhao Xu is ”detect secret door”, which is not in the forefront of his study.

”Let's go into this room first, and then we'll search around for secret doors.” Zhao Xu thought for a while, or suggested that Luo Ya Dao.

Hearing this, Roya had to do it.

It's just that the miners haven't arrived at the secret place or the dormitory yet.

But I think so, when approaching the half opened door, several people are still very cautious. Roya, carrying a heavy steel shield, gently approaches the wooden door, against the door to guard against the impact from inside at any time.

Soldier maple leaf is carrying a huge sword, ready to open the wooden door.

But the warrior's strong wind is back to the team, guard against accidents from the rear.

Compared with Youyou, who mainly holds the torch to provide lighting, Zhao Xu focuses on the room with his one handed crossbow in his hand.

If there are not those fingerprints, people are likely to kick the door directly at the moment.

Now nature can only treat it as something inside.

”Then I open the door?” Maple leaf reminds everybody to say, see no objection, he gently in the hand big sword forward a stab.

”Gee.” One.

As the wooden door was pushed open, there was also a heartbeat that everyone was raised.”The altar?” Roya, who was at the front, was the first to see what was going on in the room. ”I'm in. You're right behind.”

With that, he walked slowly with his shield in his hand. Maple leaf and the two wanderers followed him, especially rainbow, who served as a police whistle. He focused his energy on listening skills and constantly monitored the surrounding activities.

”Sing if something's wrong.” Zhao Xu told the poet in a low voice.

At this time, the zero level magic and archery of the poet are of little significance. It is better to sing to give everyone a ”morale boosting” buff.

Until everyone came into the room, in addition to the strong wind blocking the door to observe the outside, several other people in the torch, see the details of the room, can not help but stay in a daze.

The room next to the miner's dormitory is not big. There is a collapsed bed in the corner. From the table and some discarded items, it can be seen that this room may be the foreman's room.

However, this room from the wall, floor to the ceiling, are painted with blood red text, all the words eventually point to the altar which has no sacrifice.

”I think we should inform the nearest church and send a priest here.” Youyou already has some body trembling. If she hadn't been surrounded by everyone, she would have been unable to help her heart get angry and escape.

”Don't be nervous.” Zhao Xu squatted down, holding an oil lamp to observe the purgatory on the ground, ”these things are estimated to be just paint.”

In his previous life, he cooperated with the priests of good gods to encircle and exterminate the sacrifices of some evil priests. He was familiar with such scenes and did not panic at all.

In any case, they are all flesh and blood. If you go in, you will die, and you will have ghost trouble.

”These purgatory texts are variations of the same name.” You said after taking a breath.

”What's the name?” Zhao Xu continued to ask.

”Demogogon.”