Chapter 232 Mine

Klauen walked on the land full of blood and body parts. When he returned to the camp, he found that many soldiers were swollen at the wounded parts. He asked:

"How did they get injured? Are there any casualties?"

Watt responded: "They were scratched or bitten by those mutant ratmen. The monsters have strong toxins."

He took out a dagger and carefully cut the skin of the wounded man's palm, and yellow-green pus and blood flowed out.

"Are you conscious?"

The wounded man frowned and shook his head and said: "No, half of my forearm has no feeling."

The lack of pain means that the muscles and nerves at the wound are numb, which means the problem is very serious.

Watt immediately took out a bottle of holy water, opened the bottle stopper, and poured half of it on the soldier's wound.

When the holy water touched the muscles, a lot of foam immediately emerged like hydrogen peroxide, washing out some smelly blood foam.

After a whole bottle of holy water was poured, the color of the blood flowing out of the soldier's wound became normal.

Watt took out another bottle of holy water and handed it out, and the wounded took the holy water and drank it.

After a while, the wounded man's tense expression eased: "It's better now. I can feel the pain of the wound now."

Watt stood up and shouted: "Cut the wound, rinse it with holy water first, and then take holy water orally."

After bandaging the wounded man's wound skillfully, he stood up and said: "Sir, if there are a large number of ratmen in the mine, the holy water we carry will not be enough."

"I know."

Crown shook his head slightly and continued: "Tomorrow, only the Crusaders will be dispatched to clean up the mine, and it is better to clean it up slowly.

In addition, the Crusaders will assist the stonemasons in building simple fortifications to reduce the pressure of night watch."

The new parish is short of holy water resources and needs to supply the Holy Fire Array. The quota of holy water in the army is limited now, and it will only be relieved after immigration.

The Crusaders are equipped with simple leather armor, while the Crusaders are full-body armor, which can greatly reduce the consumption of holy water.

After speaking, he personally checked the wounds of several wounded men, thinking about finding a medicine to restrain the toxins or germs carried by the ratmen.

Holy water is a strategic resource that can harm evil spirits and has a slight calming effect. It is always good to store more in the church.

These resources are not useful when not in use, but if they are not available when needed, it will be a big trouble.

In fact, his talisman water is more effective than holy water, but he is the only one who can produce it. After all, one person's power is limited when a major change occurs. He is not yet able to form an army by himself, so it is the best choice to keep warm together.

Even if one day he can face all the difficulties and obstacles, if he is the only one left in the world, there is no point in living like that.

Clown carefully recorded the symptoms of the wounded and took some of the rat man's limbs and teeth for backup.

He planned to extract toxins from these limbs first, and then experiment with drugs that restrain toxins.

For others, it is impossible to obtain a drug that is suitable for the symptoms without hundreds or thousands of experiments.

But for Clown, who has the fourth-level herbal medicine skill and the special effect of the heart of grass, the time spent on developing special medicines will be greatly reduced.

His vision could penetrate the darkness. He saw that there were still a large number of ratmen who had not entered the battlefield, but were frightened away by him.

The reproduction capacity of rats was amazing, and with the influence of the gray fog, it was expected that the reproduction capacity of these ratmen was even more amazing. He had now made psychological preparations for a long battle.

He ordered: "Notify them to rotate the night watchmen in the second half of the night.

When you send someone back to report the situation tomorrow, request an additional 100 crusaders, and remember to bring me a set of tools for refining potions."

The troops had to report the situation to the central church every day so that other bishops could understand the situation and provide more support.

"Yes, sir."

Watt responded and passed on the order.

Then he commanded the soldiers to clean up the battlefield, shovel the ratmen's limbs and the bloodstained soil together, and finally collect them and burn them.

Clown returned to his room and continued to refine the sun essence. Accumulation is a slow process, and you can't relax every day.

No words all night.

. . . .

The next morning, Clown personally led the crusaders to the mine, followed by a logistics team composed of crusaders.

The soldiers who were responsible for the night watch last night did not participate in the operation. Only more than 40 extraordinary people participated in the operation.

After riding the steam locomotive for half an hour, the group arrived at the nearest No. 1 mine.

"Watt, you lead the troops to conduct a carpet search, I will go down first to take a look."

"Yes, sir, you should also pay attention to safety."

Klauen nodded slightly and picked up two oil lamps, one for lighting and one for backup.

Holding the oil lamp in one hand affected the battle, but there was no way. The mine was full of gray fog, and those headlamps that used batteries to make it more convenient for fighting could not dispel the gray fog.

Standing at the entrance of the cave and watching the gray fog in the shadow, he could sense that the fog was flowing, and those tiny changes could not escape his eyes.

He first used the armor to stack a layer of armor for himself. Don't look at this thin layer, the defense is slightly better than the enchanted armor of the second-level exorcist priests.

This layer of metal essence film is very light and does not affect the speed at all. These metal essences can be regenerated slowly. He spent so much energy and gold spirit coins and it was not in vain. It was worth it.

Then, he summoned the Fire Cube, and a silver-gray metal clone appeared beside him.

The clone took the oil lamp and walked in front. He followed closely behind by releasing the source armor with his flame breath.

A Crusader asked: "Old Captain, what secret method did the Bishop use? He actually had such a cool helper."

"I have seen this metal man. He can survive the attack of the Deer Head Spirit."

Watt said uncertainly: "It should be the secret method of the spirit master. It is said that the third-level spirit master can summon the spirit."

"I heard that the profession of spirit master has great hidden dangers. I don't know how the bishop suppresses the hidden dangers."

"I know some spirit masters. Their behavior and emotions are a bit strange. There is a sense of incoordination, but I don't feel this incoordination in the bishop."

Everyone has a gossipy nature, and these Crusader soldiers are no exception. They talk one after another.

"Stop talking and prepare for battle."

Watt stopped the noise, and the soldiers began to check each other's armor to ensure that no skin was exposed.

. . . .

The gray fog was dispersed by the light and kept shrinking back into the depths of the cave.

For no reason, Clown had a sense of absurdity that the gray fog was still alive.

The metal clone was very heavy, but it could walk as lightly as a raccoon.

With the help of the light, Clown could see claw marks left on the rock walls and the ground of the mine from time to time.

The whole mine was filled with a smell of urine, which made his sensitive nose feel uncomfortable.

He walked down the pit for about ten minutes and saw the first batch of enemies.

Seven or eight ratmen hugged each other and had a sweet dream.

Clown first carefully observed the surroundings to make sure there were no traps or the like, otherwise it would be embarrassing to be tripped by a trap on the way to charge.

Maybe these ratmen have no natural enemies and they have no sense of defense.

After confirming that everything was normal, Clown used the giant bear breathing method, rushed forward, and released the secret skill of cutting the wind.

These dirty creatures didn't know that a disaster had come. They were illuminated by the light, opened their eyes in a daze, and saw the sword shadows all over the sky.

After getting rid of the ratmen, Clown ordered the metal clone to extinguish the oil lamp.

The light source disappeared, and the gray fog immediately surged up, drowning everything.

Clown took a careful breath and didn't feel anything wrong.

The gray fog has a subtle effect on creatures, and there will be no problem for the extraordinary people to contact for a short time.

The magic of the Golden Light Mantra appeared. Even in the environment filled with gray fog, his eyes can maintain a field of vision of more than 30 meters, and the field of vision within 10 meters is very good.

His eyes can be unaffected by these gray fogs, which he had never expected before.

The metal clone did not have such an ability, and his vision was severely limited.

He simply took back the Fire Seed Cube and strengthened the defense of his alloy armor. He ran silently and quickly in the mine like a ghost.

The ratmen he met on the road were easily eliminated by him and turned into skill proficiency.

Sometimes there were many ratmen, and some would escape. He did not chase them and left them to other warriors.

His goal was to get to the bottom of the mine as soon as possible to see if there were any threats that others could not deal with.

Before the troops set out, Fanny had given him information about each mine. Mine No. 1 was more than 300 meters deep.

Without ventilation equipment to deliver fresh air, the environment below would be very bad.

Klauen needed to move as quickly as possible and do as little strenuous exercise as possible, which was one of the reasons why he did not chase the escaped ratmen.

No ratmen could hinder him, but the air was getting more and more turbid and smelly.

Half an hour later, he came to the bottom of the mine and was stunned by everything in front of him.

This was a space with a huge dome, and the air was full of fishy stench, which made people want to vomit.

Half-human-high, densely packed ratmen occupied the entire space, which was messy and noisy. It should be the escaped ratmen who brought the news.

He also saw many more rat holes as thick as buckets, connecting to other places.

These ratmen also found that Klauen had broken in, and not only were they not afraid, but they rushed up.

He looked at the ratmen's shriveled stomachs and knew that these things were extremely hungry and had nothing to fear.

‘We can only think about it in the long run. We can’t develop the mine until we get rid of these ratmen.’

Crown was ready to leave, but before that, he had to collect some experience.

The giant bear breathing method started to work, and the fire cube transformed into a bronze sword again.

With two swords in hand, he released bullet time again, and then rushed into the rat group like a fierce hurricane.

The blade storm was like a blooming blood lotus, ruthlessly harvesting lives, and the proficiency of the skill increased rapidly like riding a rocket.