Chapter 80: Temple of Cold Fall·

"Yes--" The warning in the exit that had just been shouted dissipated in an instant, and red blood spattered from the throat and sprayed on the pile of obsidian.
"Invasion--" Before the sound of horror could be fully brewed, it felt that the weight of the body had exceeded the remaining physical strength, and he fell down.
"Huh... this is all solved." The young man hiding in the dark breathed a sigh of relief. The tactic he was holding gently in his hand loosened. In an instant, a few black and ominous shadows in the hall immediately fell softly. When he fell, his body gradually turned to ashes.
"It's been a long time since I have used this thing... It's better to say that except for the necessary academic research, it has not been used in actual combat..." With some strange wrists moving, Bernardo complained alone, if it is not a special situation, He would not use the undead magic that he had promised the professor would never use.
Approaching closer, the robbers who had been cut through their throats and pierced their internal organs by their former comrades lay lying all over the place, most of them staring at nothing, holding the weapons used by the attackers tightly in their hands-they were killed in horror. It wasn't until the moment before death that I felt the strangeness of the murderer in front of me, and felt the fact that my former friend has long been turned into a walking dead.
The complex spatial structure provided Bernardo for manipulating the corpse, using his quiet qualities and the trust of the opponent at first glance to carry out indiscriminate attacks. The other's laziness and distraction are the guarantee of success.
"It seems that Phyllis is quite reasonable. In a sense, I am also very suitable to be a thief." Bernardo said to himself, he used tricks when he lost his weapon. The tactics of attack and sneak attack, and he thinks he is very talented, whether it is swordsmanship, hidden aura, magical assistance, or combat awareness, they are all top-notch-the only shortcoming may be experience. If you get a little experience...

"It seems that this is the end of the passage in this temple hall." Crossing the last corpse with black blood on the neck, Bernardo gently stroked the huge stone door that was not tightly closed. "This thing shouldn't be Human power can push it away, but it needs some kind of mechanism to start... Ah, yes." With his arm groping on the wall, Bernardo spoke briskly after touching an obvious glyph. under.
"Ah, this smell..." With the smell of burnt feathers, mixed with the smell of rotting, Bernardo suddenly understood what was hidden behind the door, and couldn't help but frown.
"There is actually a frost spider's nest here... and it seems that the scale is not small..." Depressed, took out a bottle of brown-black liquid from the bag-this is an antibody potion prepared from the frost spider venom. , Can resist the venom of the frost spider venom within a certain period of time, although Bernardo is confident that those slow-moving frost spiders should not touch one of his own hairs, but preparations before the battle still need to be done. Moreover, even if you are not afraid of the erosion of the venom, it is not fun to stick to the webs sprayed by the big spider.
"There is a burning smell, which means that someone has used fire magic to deal with these spiders... At this concentration, it seems that this channel is a one-way vent, and all the breath will flow here... So it should be marked. At that time, it will be convenient for the same way to retreat." Make up his mind, Bernardo is surrounded by flames, the flame cloak is activated, and gently walks into the hall full of spider eggs and broken spider webs.

"Huh?" The boy who kept going, was attracted by the soft touch under his feet, and looked down, it turned out that it was a torn snow squirrel corpse.
The dark red at the wound is clearly visible, and the round eyes are full of fear that has not yet disappeared.
The deeper you go underground, the more snow squirrel corpses you can see, and there are dozens of corpses in front of the hall on the ground floor. Some of them seem to be missing many parts, and some have obvious signs. Bite marks.
"Knife? It seems that the robbers who came to the underground have a fierce battle with these little mice... But this bite mark... Is it that they have run out of ammunition and food to such an extent, they are hungry, and they don't even know if there is toxin accumulation Are all of the wild snow squirrels eaten raw?"
Shaking his head, Aville, Aville, since you have the ability to steal my things, it's not a good thing to steal some rations from the imperial warehouse?
"I don't know if there will be a fierce battle inside?" Although the surroundings are terrible and Bernardo's own breathing is clearly audible, he still dare not take it lightly. He touched for a long time without touching anything on the wall, and then looked at the half-open door, there seemed to be no traces of any mechanism around, so he relaxed and stepped in gently—
The inside of the door is not so much a stone chamber as a huge natural grotto. Sharp stalactites hung from the ceiling, the ancient Nord carvings around the walls were extremely corroded, and the entire hall was wrapped in thick spider silk.
"There is a missing M in the middle of the stalactites..." I don’t know why I’m talking about the difference between the two words stalagmites and stalactites. Bernardo, who is looking at it lightly, quickly discovered this. The exception.
"The spider silks are all new... They have been laid out in large quantities recently... And the burning smell here is already obvious... And the spider eggs over there, it looks like..." Seeing those who were already shaking slightly, emerging The egg shell, Bernardo's heart instantly alarmed.
Layers of new spider webs are very likely to be traces of recent predation, and the emergence of a large number of newborn spiders from their shells proves that the mother spiders have sufficient nutrients to lay eggs and hatch!
There is only one possibility to wipe out dozens of fully armed robbers who have gone underground without a trace at first glance.
The Frost Spider Queen. Bernardo closed his eyes, not wanting to think about this creature again.
Lifting his head, at the top of the cave, an evil beast the size of a small mountain was greedily staring at the prey that was delivered to the door. And when it hit the ground fiercely, blowing away the surrounding spider silks, Bernardo clearly saw that dozens of broken robber corpses fell dead in the giant web woven on the ceiling, some of which had been After being injected with digestive juices, they began to corrode, and some were still well preserved, but the wounds on the body were shocking at first glance. And the achievements of the elites of these bandits who fought hard and bravely were nothing more than a few cracks that could be regarded as wounds on the spider queen's torso.
"It seems that drinking some antibody medicine is the right choice." Bernardo sighed lightly. If he was alone, he was not sure to repel such a monster without injury.
With magical energy in his hands, Bernardo settled down and stared coldly at the giant in front of him.
"Are you the gatekeeper here?"
Before the words fell, flames gushed out.