Chapter 503: CXXXII. Dark Demon Scripture
Deep within the Boneyard.
A professional Secret Treasure Hunter team, an honorable-level adventure group of six, set up camp under a large rock that shielded them from the sun. Unexpectedly, this trip had an unforeseen discovery.
During a sandstorm, they found someone who appeared scholarly, carrying a Knight Ceremonial Sword. This person wasn’t just some vagrant.
This was highly unusual. Cultured people wouldn’t venture into forbidden areas—they would be seeking death.
They were only taking risks for wealth, coming to the Boneyard to find the treasure left by the High Priest of the Eternal Sect three hundred years ago.
In the simple campsite, they took out some dry rations and started eating. According to the map, they would reach their destination tomorrow and uncover the truth of the rumors.
"This person’s life is indeed tough. He’s still alive."
"His lungs were almost blocked by sand. Fortunately, you are skilled in Earth Element Magic; otherwise, he’d be dead."
"Why go to such lengths to save him?"
"If the treasures in the ruins are still there, they are priceless. We need a good channel to sell them, or we can’t keep them. I initially had contact with a Staff Chief of the Thief Guild to sell the items after the mission, but thieves are too notorious, and I didn’t trust them. Instead, we could trade with Diaz’s counterpart."
"Diaz’s counterpart?"