Chapter 66

After a false alarm, the two set off again. However, Marin's behavior seemed somewhat unusual. Not only did she cast a force field shield around herself, but she also clung tightly to the back of Rod, her right hand gripping the hem of his clothes, her eyes constantly scanning the surroundings—she was sure that even if the spies were to ambush her at this moment, they would not succeed.

After that, Rod and Marin did not encounter any significant difficulties. If there was anything strange, it was that this cave was simply too deep. Rod had already walked for half an hour but still had not seen the cave mentioned in the guide.

"Mr. Rod, are we really in the right place?"

Marin took a breath and couldn't help but shiver. The deeper they went, the colder and more chilling the underground air became, and Rod was also puzzled. After all, he had not completed this quest before. At that time, Rod was preoccupied with how to tap the potential of the summoner swordsman, and he had no interest in listening to the bard's songs to trigger the quest. The reason he knew about the Rock of Sighs was because the person who completed the quest proudly posted screenshots of his entire adventure on the forum, along with the loot he obtained afterward. His intention was to show off how wise he was, and indeed, everyone was impressed. Before that, no one had ever thought that the singers in the taverns could have quests; most players treated them as noise. After this quest, players began to explore new quests through various means, becoming more immersed in the world.

The situation along the way was very consistent with Rod's memory of the guide post, except that the player in the post wrote, "After walking in the cave for a while..."

How long is "a while"?

Only heaven knows.

"We should be getting close."

The real reason for the great fire and the adoration of the masses.

[Shadow Messenger (Cloak), Magic Equipment (Mystic), wearer gains 70% stealth bonus, silent movement, permanent effect]

This was the first Mystic-level magic equipment that the player had obtained, and it was considered a must-have for spies, thieves, assassins, and rangers. In the player auction house, it once sold for 25 million gold coins, and even in the later stages of the game, its value did not decrease. Apart from Ancient-level magic equipment, there was no more cost-effective magic equipment for stealth.

Moreover, there were only ten of these cloaks in the entire Dragon Soul Continent game, belonging to a long-lost assassin guild, the Dark Brotherhood. This was the only one that players could obtain without going through multiple trials and monster killings. Although many players tried their luck later, they all returned empty-handed.

Now, this legendary small artifact was finally in Rod's hands.

The only downside was that he was not a thief, which greatly reduced the value of the cloak. However, it was not entirely useless for a summoner swordsman.

While Rod was checking his loot, Marin, on the other side of the cave, was curiously examining the wall in front of her.

"What is this?"

The wall was covered with dense vines, making it almost impossible to see anything. However, Marin could sense something behind the protrusions. She carefully picked up her staff and began to peel away the vines...

The first thing that caught her eye was a face of immense authority.

"Ah!"

Marin instinctively screamed and raised her staff, stepping back. It was only then that she realized it was just a statue.

It was a warrior in full armor, holding a sword in both hands, standing with his hands on the hilt, gazing sternly ahead. Despite the passage of time, the statue remained intact, exuding a spirit of unwavering courage.

"Is this... a statue from the Fasical era?"

Seeing the statue, Marin's curiosity was immediately piqued. She stepped forward, curiously observing the statue and then reached out to touch its face.

At that moment, Rod's voice rang out.

"Marin? What happened? What did you find?"

"Huh?"

Hearing Rod's voice, Marin was startled and instinctively turned her head. At that moment, a faint sound made both of them pause. Marin turned back in surprise and saw the face suddenly retract, and the originally dark eyes suddenly burst into bright light! Then, the statue's hands turned, and the sword, which had been pointing downward, immediately stood upright, cutting through the surrounding vines!

"What is this? Marin, be careful, come behind me!"

Seeing the statue, Rod was also startled. He clearly remembered that the forum did not mention a statue here, and this place, no matter how you looked at it, was a natural cave. How could there be a man-made statue?

But at that moment, Rod didn't have time to think about it. He pulled Marin behind him, drew his sword from his waist, and warily watched the statue.

Saint Soul, please, this better not be another damned alchemical creature.

However, to Rod's surprise, the statue did not show any signs of aggression. After turning the sword, it remained motionless.

At that moment, a low rumbling sound appeared.

"Rumble..."

With this sound, the stone wall beside the statue began to shake and then slid to the side, revealing a passage about two to three meters high.

"..."

Looking at this bizarre scene, Rod and Marin exchanged glances, but neither knew what to say.

What is going on?