Scene 354 Requiem IV

Whether it is Warnd or our world, there are more or less unnoticed corners on the battlefields of the past and present. It's like a dead corner forgotten by the eyes of the gods. No matter how fierce the battle is or what weird things happen there, it seems to be a vacuum within the thinking range of the commanders on both sides. Someone will take a second look at it. At the Hafemeri Fortress at the east gate of Ampersel, this fortress was built around 1400 in the year of Chaos. It is an elf-like fortress, but it seems to have been blessed or cursed since its birth. Every war is far away from it. When Eke faced the barbarians, Razor Sihad, the lord of the mountain people Shaminmin, left the open east and detoured four times to attack the south gate of Ampersel. Later, when fighting against Madara's first invasion in the dark tide, the bone lord once again spared this ancient fortress. So much so that today, the princess party and the northern nobles seem to have made an appointment to have nothing to do with Hafemeri Fortress. Afterwards, the demons invaded and the whole city was boiling like porridge, but the northeast corner was still as quiet as death. For a fortress built to deal with war That being said, it's really hard to say whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

But after seven hundred years of wind and rain, this fortress, which has almost never experienced war, is still a little old after all, moss has grown on the battlements, and the city walls have turned into a black with a heavy sense of history under the wind and rain. green. It's just that the only difference between it and other cities is that there is no trace of scars on the 300-meter-long city section, and there is no appearance of old and new after repairs. There are no human soldiers in the fortress at this moment, but piles of harpies crowded on the battlements noisily, or circled in the heavy rain. Missed opportunity to fight.

The harpy watched from the sky below as a large pit with a diameter of more than 100 meters was gradually forming. Hundreds of cavemen were digging in this muddy puddle rather than a construction site. Of course, you can say that you struggle. It is not wise to do anything in such stormy weather, and the two worst things are digging and war. Although the cavemen erected many scaffoldings to stabilize the walls under the command of the warlocks of the Jorgendigan underground, landslides still occurred from time to time. Fortunately, the life of a caveman is insignificant, and Lord Stark doesn't care if one, a hundred or a thousand more cavemen die, it doesn't make any difference to him, the only difference is how many gold coins are spent, the caveman Humans are extremely fertile in the underground of Korgendigon, and often only a small piece of land can be exchanged for an entire army. As long as he digs out that thing within the time limit, no matter how much he loses, he can be rewarded.

There are throbbing sensations coming from underground from time to time. Ordinary people often think that it is a premonition before a bad omen comes, but wizards who are proficient in magic can tell that it is dark magic flowing underground and eroding the world of order. Of course, this is not a good thing for ordinary people, but in Stark's view, it is like a box of gold exuding a mellow smell like fine wine underground. No, not one chest, but a whole hundred chests, even described in the language of those demons from the bottom of the Sulfur River: A hundred chests of gold can't compare to the value of that thing, which cannot be valued by the stupid values ​​of the world. Measuring existence. However, the demons abandon the short-sightedness of mortals, and Stark also despises the values ​​​​of demons.

A treasure that cannot be measured in gold? Isn't that worthless? It shook its huge cow's head and snorted at it. I, Stark, despise worthless things.

But this time, he should finally find the right place. Stark could smell the stench of the dark magic power with his nose, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The cavemen under him have caused him a lot of trouble. In fact, until now, the landslides at the bottom of the pit have been happening continuously.

The cavemen had to take their time to bring more caveman corpses up, lest they get stuck below and become part of the new landfill, as it is now, and after a while there was another noise from below the sound of. what happened again? Another landslide? Can't they do a good job? Stark, the tauren lord, didn't consider the fact that it never rained in Jorgendigon at all. He only made up his mind that if those cavemen made trouble for him again, he would definitely teach them a profound lesson. Throw them into its favorite maze, which is Stark's favorite maze. Even the smart and beautiful Ms. Medusa Lysmeka couldn't find the exit.

But after coming out that time, Lysmeka immediately turned it into stone for two hours, and she actually said that he was cheating and didn't make a door for the labyrinth. But this is also the tauren's cunning strategy, isn't it? Stark is deeply troubled by not being favored by beautiful ladies. How come no one appreciates his wit. When he thought of Lysmeca, he couldn't help but see that indifferent and beautiful face in his mind, it was as vivid as real, but Stark immediately realized that it was real, because he saw that A beautiful Medusa came out from the rain.

"So, what happened again, I heard the chaos below from above." Lysmeka asked a little displeased: "Do you have such a big head just to balance your body? Stark?"

Hearing what Lysmeka said, Stark, the tauren lord, showed a simple and honest smile. This kind of expression, which can basically be evaluated as a smirk, completely destroyed its ferocious expression. Can you imagine the smirk of a cow? Ms. Medusa saw such a face. She frowned, probably guessing that she couldn't tell the reason for asking this stupid big man, so she pushed him away with her hand and looked to the bottom of the pit by herself. She immediately saw that a spectacle was happening at the bottom of the pit, and saw a large group of cavemen screaming like rats in a pot, scrambling to escape along the upward slope at the bottom of the pit. It felt like there was a cat in addition to the mouse in the bottom of the pot.

"What are you doing!" Lysmeka almost lost her temper and went crazy. If she didn't still have a sliver of reason, she would turn her head and give that bastard Stark a hard look, turning it into a stone sculpture forever. That stone sculpture must be as mighty as the legendary tauren lord Minotaur, and no one will know how stupid this guy is since then, and this is the most important thing.

But alas, the caveman couldn't answer her.

...

"What are you doing!"

When I heard this screech that was not at all inferior to the siren's scream piercing through the rain, our business lady was turning into a black cat with the help of the white mist, and a cloud of black smoke rose into the air. Suddenly, a satin-black kitten with golden pupils stepped out from the smoke. She seemed to be curious about this form, but for a witch, transforming into a magical animal was actually a professional spell, and Bai Wu didn't tell her that she would get used to it soon.

Bai Wu saw Roman licking the left paw curiously, then looked at the right paw, stretched out the paw to scratch the ear, and then wagged his tail. He really couldn't stand it anymore, so he turned into a circle of white mist around her Beside him, the left back turned into a white bow tie on the back of the neck of the business lady. "Let's go, it seems to be very chaotic down here, now is a good time." Bai Wu said in that usual weak tone.

Roman walked out of the grass and quietly came to the edge of the pit.

There is a mess at the bottom of the pit, and it is not known whether a larger landslide has occurred or something has been encountered. The caveman is screaming and fleeing upwards. There was no brotherhood to speak of among these creatures from the subterranean world of Geogendigon, and they fought each other just to get one step ahead, and it was all right to leave their fellows behind, if it allowed. In a fit of rage, Lysmeka turned several cavemen who rushed up the pit into stones without asking why. Naturally, no one would pay attention to the movement by the pit at this time, or in other words, no one saw it at all. There is a cat by the pit. Of course, in fact, only Stark and Lysmeka were present with eyes to see.

Roman stepped lightly on the scaffolding and jumped all the way to the bottom of the pit, like a real kitten. Seeing this, Bai Wu sighed and felt that the businessman's lady was not as good as a cat. However, she suddenly felt that compared to Roman's curiosity, maybe the cat with nine lives is the real destination for her. If there is reincarnation in the Warnd world, Bai Wu might think that Roman is in the wrong birth . But when she was distracted for a moment, the business lady had already avoided several teams of cavemen by dodging left and right. She deftly landed on a reinforcement board, widened her golden prismatic pupils, and looked towards the bottom of the pit, "White mist, white mist, look quickly, what is that!"

Bai Wu looked down and immediately saw a dozen strange creatures chasing the caveman ahead. The reason why it is called a strange creature is because it looks a bit like a spider, but in her extensive knowledge, there is absolutely no spider that is wrapped in sharp crystals. If she hadn't seen the exposed limbs, she would almost have thought that there were a few huge crystals chasing and hunting below. "Ah, it's a cluster!" she exclaimed.

"Cluster, what is that?" Roman asked curiously.

At this time, several crystal clusters have approached the surface, and they are very fierce and murderous. Quite a few troglodytes have been killed by their minions, but what is a little creepy is that they obviously did not kill troglodyte for hunting, these druses simply kill troglodyte and throw their bodies on the On the one hand, it seems to have been professionally trained or experienced after thousands of repetitions.

On the ground, Ms. Medusa Lysmeka finally noticed these uninvited guests, "A guard?" She muttered, then dropped the lucky caveman in her hand and threw it to the bottom of the pit.

She took down the short bow from her waist, aimed at the crystal clusters, shot one arrow at the front two ends. The fighting power shown by several crystal clusters is very strong, about at the level of the elementary level of gold. The cavemen were not their opponents at all. As soon as Lysmeka tried it out, she realized that she had met a difficult opponent.

"A crystal cluster is a crystal cluster, let's continue to look." At the bottom of the pit, Bai Wu was answering Roman's doubts in her unique way.

"Will they kill Roman?" Roman asked a little nervously.

"No, I'm here." Bai Wu replied simply.

Only then did the businessman's eldest lady nod her head, and she plunged down, steadily falling to the other side of the pit. Only then did the two realize how deep the bottom of the pit was. In fact, the bottom of the pit has been dug through, and artificial traces began to appear below. It should be a ruin, with many holes leading to the dark underground.

The two found an entrance at random and got in. There was no cave dweller in the ruins at the moment, and no new crystal clusters could be seen. Apart from the sound of rain and water, it seemed a little lonely. As a matter of fact, after entering the depths of the ruins, the sound of the rain gradually subsided, and the outline of a huge existence gradually emerged in the darkness.

"Ah!" Bai Wu exclaimed again.

"What's wrong?"

Roman hurriedly jumped forward and looked up curiously. She saw that huge outline gradually became clear in her field of vision, and then outlined the appearance of a head. To be precise, it should be a part of a huge stone statue. Or according to Roman's understanding, it is a bit like the product of the marble statues used for decoration in Fir Castle after being enlarged a thousand times.

However, the facial lines of the stone statue are very tough, and it doesn't look like a modern human, but more like it was shaped by a race other than human. It's just that Roman looked at it, and there was neither a beard nor pointed ears. Not a dwarf, not an elf, she commented knowingly.

"What is this, White Mist?"

"...The Titan, I didn't expect it to be here... I didn't expect it to be here..." Bai Wu muttered to himself, if she could widen her eyes, this listless woman must have widened her eyes at this moment maximum.

...

Brando listened attentively, and the rustling sound in the darkness was getting closer. But that definitely wouldn't be the noise made by the Spider Mother, it wouldn't make such a loud noise. Although the Spider Mother was a huge monster, she moved very lightly, and she was a lurking hunter.

Recalling the experience of the original expedition, Brando still remembers it vividly.

Everyone stopped. The knights put their hands on their swords, but they didn't draw their swords. This is a skill they learned from Brando. Drawing the sword first at certain times is not to take the lead, but to expose one's position to the opponent, especially when facing unknown enemies.

Brando was very satisfied with the actions of others, he was the first to see the unexpected guests who appeared suddenly.

First out of the darkness was a floating gleam that seemed to reflect the dim light of the illuminating crystal in his hand. Then he saw clearly what kind of creature it was made of a piece of crystal, and it should be a spider without a doubt.

But they're not spiders anymore.

"Dryst cluster?" Brando was slightly taken aback, how could there be such a thing here? There should be no such monsters in this dungeon, not to mention that there is a reason for any kind of monsters to appear in a certain place among the amber, just like the group of wind elements under the Mar Heights, they will never stop by for nothing.

The crystal clusters are very special monsters, and Brando has only seen them in a few places, and each time the number is not large.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind at once. But the reaction was quick, the center of gravity of the body sank, and the sword of the earth appeared in his hand.

"Ready to fight!" Her Royal Highness shouted behind him in a low voice. The knights drew out their long swords in unison.

to be continued