Facing the sword guard's hand extended to comfort him, Heifeng kept dodging it. It looked behind the sword guard, and in its intelligent eyes there seemed to be fear of seeing its natural enemy.

"Tell me, could it be that Black Wind behaves like this because the Earl is gone? If so, then this horse is really smart."

The sword guard stepped forward and tried to hold Heifeng's reins, but Heifeng kept retreating.

"Put aside the work in your hands for now, and tie up the Black Wind together... Hmm? Why is it windy?" The sword guard was very dissatisfied when he couldn't hear the answer from his companion. When he turned around, he found that the camp that was half-built was empty.

A log rolled slowly over and stopped only when it hit his shin guard.

The sword guard seemed to notice something and turned back suddenly.

Heifeng also disappeared.

A gust of wind blew towards him from nowhere, drying up the cold sweat that was rolling down his face.

The surroundings were quiet, and the neighing of the wild horses could no longer be heard.

Another gust of wind passed by, and he disappeared too.

…

Geralt adjusted himself for a while, then raised his head and drank a bottle of potion. Instantly, black veins appeared under his eye sockets, and even the whites of his eyes turned black.

His two amber cat eyes began to glow in the darkness. When they looked back, they felt as if they were being stared at by some kind of hunting beast, and their hair stood on end.

Several soldiers who were closer to Lann even wanted to raise their shields reflexively, and their hands gripping their weapons tightened.

Geralt glanced around in the darkness and suddenly said, "Someone has been here before."

What?

Lann suddenly became nervous. Could there be some unexpected enemy?

Geralt reached for a torch and walked more than ten steps in the darkness, and a man's skeleton was illuminated into everyone's sight.

The skeleton looked like firewood, which had been weathered beyond recognition. A hoe had been driven into the gap between its ribs and buried in the soil beneath it.

Geralt stepped forward and tried to pull out the hoe with a little force, but unexpectedly the skeleton's spine broke into two with a "crack".

"At least fifty years ago." Geralt judged, "It must be a tomb robber who got the news of this magic laboratory from somewhere and wanted to try his luck here."

Lann relaxed slightly, as long as it wasn't the enemy he would encounter during the expedition. The most fearful thing when exploring such ruins is uncertainty.

Geralt fumbled around on the other person for a while, and suddenly took out a necklace inlaid with rubies; after a while, he took out a bunch of orens.

Geralt threw an Oren to Lann and said, "Oren is the currency of the Kingdom of Temeria. It seems that these tomb robbers have run quite far."

Then he raised the necklace in his hand and gestured to the hoe: "These tomb robbers must have discovered something and tried to take something out. But they couldn't get out, and eventually they had an internal conflict."

"Since they have gained something, I think we can try to follow the footsteps of these tomb robbers. They must have been to the laboratory, and we can reach our destination by following them. Generally speaking, tomb robbers will not take these notes and other things away, because they think they are not valuable.

If the lab doesn't have what you want, we can go look for more grave robbers and search them."

Lann nodded and said, "You are the most professional here. I will listen to you. Can you find the footprints of the tomb robbers from fifty years ago?"

“That’s what you hired me to do, right?” Geralt asked without turning his head.

The demon hunter then took a deep breath, and his eyes in the darkness seemed to shine even brighter. He turned his head slightly, and in a place that outsiders like Lann could not see, the pheromones around him gathered towards the demon hunter.

In the Demon Hunter Mutation, Demon Hunters are given a special ability: Demon Hunter Senses.

After the demon hunter senses are activated, their five senses can receive information that ordinary people cannot discover:

Smells that even wolves cannot smell will become eye-catching guide signs in their eyes;

The rain-washed ground had glittering footprints in their eyes;

In the airtight room, there seemed to be flashing signs everywhere pointing them to the exit.

These are special ways in which environmental information is presented under the conditions of synaesthesia. Demon hunters who possess this sense are natural detectives.

At this moment, dozens of marks of varying depths on the floor caught Geralt's eyes, and hundreds of smells in the air entered Geralt's nostrils.

He compared this information with the information he had collected from the skeleton one by one, and gradually a glowing road that only he could see appeared before his eyes in the complex maze of underground ruins.

“Found it.”

Geralt led the way into the darkness, and the others followed closely behind.

The underground ruins gradually revealed their true appearance to Lan En and the others. This should be a huge palace, with corridors and stairs connecting halls and secret rooms, like a maze, and full of obvious ancient elf style.

However, in the darkness, the elegance and beauty that belonged only to the ancient elves disappeared without a trace. Empty footsteps echoed here, and only fear remained.

They soon arrived at a place that looked like a prayer room. Geralt scanned the room with his glowing eyes, and suddenly raised his hand to release an Igni Sign.

The flame, whose power was deliberately controlled, gently swept through the darkness, and the people behind him could not even feel the change in temperature.

Rows of candles were lit by the flames released by Geralt, illuminating the room; behind the candles was a statue of a woman with a holy and compassionate look, perhaps some god in the elves' faith.

There are two statues of leopards standing next to the female statue, as if guarding something.

This room appears to be a prayer room.

The candles used for lighting were placed on a tall candlestick, and underneath the candlestick were boxes that had been violently pried open.

There are quite a few skeletons next to the box.

This room seems to be more than just a prayer room.

Geralt went forward to check and said, "These boxes should be used to store treasures. It seems that there has been a large-scale uneven distribution of the spoils here, and many tomb robbers have died."

Faced with the corpses of these tomb robbers, the soldiers behind him were ready to take action. Lann glanced at them and tilted his head to show his agreement.

The soldiers bowed slightly to Lann in gratitude, suppressed their excitement and went forward to search the bones, surprisingly they made some good gains.

Geralt pulled the necklace out of his arms, walked forward to compare it with the statue of the unknown lady, and suddenly took a step forward and put the necklace around the statue's neck.

The size and length are just right. However, the statue, which originally had a hint of holiness, seems to have fallen into the mortal world, stained with worldly treasures and no longer noble.