Omodin's dwarf paladin was setting up a tent. After hearing what Griffiin said, he quickly put down his work and ran over and asked: "There will be an attack at night? How sure are you, Mage?"
"It should exceed your expectations," Xiao Fen was sorting out the scrolls - he wanted to sort out some first- and second-level scrolls and put them in the upper pocket. After all, he was a low-level mage now - and answered without looking up.
: "Regional rules for wild encounters, you should have read this post?"
The dwarf opened his mouth and nodded. "Yes. Actually, I also had this hunch, so I came to ask you, hehe." He glanced at the mage again, and said with a little surprise: "You have so many scrolls."
The mage smiled slightly.
"Then what do you think, boss?" the dwarf shouted again at the top of his voice.
"I didn't think about it at first, but when Mr. Mage mentioned it, I also remembered it." The soldier just came back from the other side of the forest, holding a large handful of branches in his hand. He said a little guiltily: "I'm really sorry, wilderness exploration and
Dungeon exploration is a different concept, I was remiss."
"That doesn't need to be said. The captain is not necessarily the decision-maker, but may also be the maintainer of the team." The dwarf paladin shook his head: "I think you are good, at least relatively reliable."
The compliment made the soldier very happy, and Xiao Fen nodded secretly.
"What are the regional rules for encounters in the wild?" the halfling druid asked the elf lady on the side. I don't know either." Griffin replied in a low voice. Then he covered his mouth and coughed.
"Mr. Wizard?"
"It's a technical post from the master area of the Oras Royal Forum," Xiao Fen replied: "It proposes a basic calculation in Canaan, that is, the refresh and encounter probability of wild monsters. This probability is around the town, in the countryside,
Plains, coasts, forests, swamps, hills, mountains and underground all have different base values. They also have a bonus or penalty according to the surrounding environment, such as the size of the city and the size of the radiation area, the density of the population and the scope of activities.
Size; or the coverage area of forests, hills and swamps, the classification of nearby monster areas, the regional background, and even some recent events and tasks that have affected it."
"A thorough cleanup can reduce encounters in an area by 50%, while areas that have not been explored for a long time will increase by 10%; high-level monster areas provide a 5% growth value, and with that
In adjacent areas, the increase is 2%; in areas with monster communities, each additional species increases by 3%; in areas with clearing missions, the increase is 10%, and in adjacent areas, the increase is 5%;
Areas where there have been attacks, mission incidents, or hunting will be increased by 10%; areas where there are rumors of disappearances, attacks, or bizarre incidents will be increased by 5%.”
"And so on," the mage added: "In addition, the daytime is reduced by ten percent, and the night is increased by twenty percent."
The shota halfling thought for a moment, then took a breath and said, "Then tonight, don't we have a nearly half chance of being attacked?"
"It's more than halfway. There are still some factors that Mr. Mage hasn't mentioned." The warrior patted him on the shoulder: "If you have time, go to the forum and read the posts yourself."
The dwarf nodded in admiration, "You are so familiar. You have been adventuring in the wild all year round, right, mage?"
Xiao Fen remained silent to express his acquiescence, and then he pointed to the branch in the soldier's hand: "Captain, these things are used as bacon, so forget it for the bonfire."
"Well, what?" The soldier looked at a handful of wet branches with emerald green leaves in his arms, and was stunned. The long, cooing cry echoed in the night sky and in the valley; the night in the mountain forest was very dark.
The sound is very deep. The monotonous chirping of the owl creates a mysterious tranquility, which makes people fall asleep peacefully in this environment. It is like being immersed in a dream of the mountains and being embraced by the dense branches and leaves of the forest. This night
.There is a kind of motherly peace.
The dwarf was sitting on a cold rock, with his warhammer tilted to one side of his body. His gaze was lowered, and the light from the bonfires in the mountain stream penetrated the forest, like stars in the dark night. The dwarves were in the darkness.
His excellent medium vision allowed him to see landscapes that others could not notice - the strange shadows formed by a patch of red box trees on the slopes of the hillside. Those infinitely twisted and stretched shadows in the night always made his hair stand on end, as if
As if he would jump up and pounce on him at any moment...
Behind the red boxwood forest is a shrub belt, and several gray deer jumped over there, making rustling sounds.
Behind the dwarves, between two huge rocks, was their group's camp. The warriors used branches, packages and luggage to block the opening between the rocks, so that no matter what kind of attack, they would have enough time to react.
The warrior was allowed to lean against the halfling's furry animal companion. He put his hands behind his head and stared motionlessly at the sky. In fact, there were no stars in the night sky. It was dark, as if it was a piece of ground stained with ink.
Like a rag. Tomorrow may be cloudy, or there may be a heavy rain.
From his position, he could just notice the sound of the forest on the other side and the back of the dwarf on the rock. The bonfire was burning on one side, the branches crackling in the fire, and the flames were like dancing elves, with soft orange colors.
The light props up a hazy dream in the dark night...
Xiao Fen lit a candle in the tent. In the dim, beating light, he opened a page of the thick book in his hand and read it carefully:
"Iris, in the Ella language (an ancient Canaanite language), means the girl plagued by misfortune; one of the elemental gods, the daughter of storm and misfortune, the legendary ruler of the Jagged Sea of Doom..."
"She has four attendants, a follower of the flame named Odomidin, a follower of the thunder named Andoram, a follower of the rock named Glaxo, and a follower of the tide named Thraxis.
followers."
"...There is another saying. It comes from ancient documents: The gods of Canaan set three gifts for mortals, love, wisdom and hope. Iris symbolizes love-love, family affection and friendship. And all noble things
Love; thereby creating connections between people. Iris is described as a beautiful girl who looks like a mortal, walking on the earth, conveying the meaning of understanding, care and mutual help, and teaching people to understand happiness
, know satisfaction.”
"...In some remaining epic poems, Father God Canaan calls her his daughter; she is made from the top branch of the World Tree and the topmost leaf on the branch. It is said that the leaf is in the clouds.
It gives birth to all the storms in the world. Therefore, Iris was born to go hand in hand with the storms..."
"But in some areas south of Auras, the Futadi Peninsula and Rune Island, the local sea people believe that Iris is the witch of the sea. Her temper is as unpredictable as the sea. When she is angry, the sea will stir up
Waves tens of meters high often bring bad luck when she appears, so she is also called the daughter of misfortune..."
"Many people claim to have seen Iris, but these rumors have never been confirmed by us (the Mage Association). In real history, since the last era, after the era of God's Battlefield, the name Iris has been
It has disappeared from the long scroll of history.”
After reading part of the story, the mage tilted his head and thought about it. Finally, he shook his head helplessly: "I just want to check this quest line. Why is it related to the four elemental lords again..." He closed the book and couldn't help but
I thought again of that flaming woman, Liforni, and wondered what she was doing after we said goodbye to the Burning Ember Tower.
The book also vaguely mentions the symbol of hope. It is said that this gem appeared once or twice in the era when the magic emperors were fighting each other, and has disappeared since then.
But what surprised Xiao Fen was that this book, which was borrowed from the Mage Association and was said to be the only material related to ancient mythology, did not mention a word about the book of wisdom. It was as if such a legend did not exist at all.
, which made him curious.
He lightly tapped the cover of the book with his fingertips, and while he was immersed in his own thoughts, he heard the sounds of arguments outside coming in bit by bit.
"It's the last piece. I won't come back!" The halfling druid's voice said: "I give up!"
"Hey, how could you change your mind midway?" Miss Griffin said in an angry voice.
This was followed by a suppressed cough.
"It's the last piece, you've won so much..." Shota halfling said pitifully.
"Phew...we agreed to keep it until we lose all our money!"
"Miss Griffith, you are so cunning even though you are so powerful!" the halfling said angrily: "If you lose everything, I won't have dinner!"
"If you lose all, I'll give you a share of my dinner."
"I don't want to eat burnt fish."
"Damn halfling, are you dissatisfied with my craftsmanship...don't go too far - hello!"
Then there was a sound of chickens and dogs jumping.
"You...you...you spit on the bread!" The elf girl gasped for air and covered her mouth to cough. It took her a long time to recover. She said angrily: "You're going too far!"
"Now Miss Griffin can't get it. Hehe." The halfling smiled proudly.
"But... damn it, halflings can't be trusted!" A voice trembled with anger.
Then there was another round of ridicule. It was not until the dwarf shouted angrily from above that the two guys stopped.
After listening here for a long time, Xiao Fen also heard an outline: It turned out that when the halfling druid was preparing dry food, he bought some jam bread from the town and hid it in his backpack, but was discovered by the elf lady, so this
Miss Elf immediately tempted Baicai to play checkers with her, and took a bag of gold as a bet.
So our poor halfling, who had never seen much of the world, made a mistake for a moment, could not resist the temptation, and fell into the trap obediently. As soon as the dead bet was mentioned, the elf girl immediately revealed her evil nature, and killed the halfling druid in one fell swoop.
The armor was removed. In just a blink of an eye, half of the jam bread in Xiao Shota's backpack flew into other people's hands.
Up to this point was the origin of the previous dispute.
Xiao Fen couldn't help but smile slightly. He didn't expect that Miss Griffin, who had given him the impression of being serious, responsible, and not very talkative all day long, would actually have such a side. Or maybe it was because such a low-level monster area could not be given to him.
The reason why he brings a sense of crisis. Feeling the play between teammates like this makes the mage feel inexplicably relaxed.
Outside the tent——
The warrior was not surprised at all. In fact, when Miss Griffith suggested that the halflings play chess together, he secretly laughed in his heart. After all, this was a person who had suffered a lot - Miss Griffith clearly looked like a
She is quiet, has a weak appearance, and is not in good health. She gives the impression that she is a very introverted girl who is not good at talking.
Such girls can play pranks and do little tricks, which is unbelievable, but the world is often amazing, isn't it?
He cast his gaze to the other side, which was a steep slope. The forest looked dark in that direction. When the night wind blew, the tops of every tree swayed, making a rustling sound. It sounded like
A giant black snake coiled on the ridge, with its scales raised one by one, marked to the adventurers here that this was its territory——
Listening to such sounds, for a moment, the soldier seemed to see patches of black shadows come to life, wandering through the woods like ghosts, slowly and quietly. He rubbed his eyes and thought he was a little sleepy at first.
But immediately he stood up with excitement. The moonlight behind him also sniffed, as if there was some restlessness, and his hair stood up, which was a sign of danger.
The warrior took off his shield and mace with one hand, and then took a closer look at the forest - it was quiet. At first, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, but after a while he suddenly realized that even the night owls had stopped whispering, and everything was quiet.
, as if the night was shrouded in an eerie silence.
Quiet does not always mean that everything is normal, it may also be the calm before the storm.
While staring in that direction, he took out three military crossbows from his luggage (refined heavy crossbow, 1d1o, critical hit 19-2o/x2, hit correction +1, effective range 12o feet), and strangled them one by one.
Tighten the string, load the crossbow arrows and put them at hand.
After a while, the soldier finally saw a small, ugly head peeking out from the bushes; due to the lack of light, he could not tell what color the head was - gray-white, gray-green or something similar.
The color, and overall the skin is wrinkled, which makes people feel sick just looking at it.
He took aim, then pulled the trigger - but the arrow missed the target and penetrated into the canopy of the tree with a loud thud.
This arrow frightened the owner of the head. When the warrior saw it, he sat down. Then there was a loud scream in the forest; he immediately picked up the second crossbow, and at the same time shouted a warning to his back.
The men in the camp quickly rose to fight - and then he fired a second arrow.
A tall goblin was rushing out of the bushes. It screamed, raising a wooden stick with nails in it with one hand, and carefully holding a wooden shield in front of its chest with one hand. But the next thing
Time was like running into an angry bull head-on. The poor guy screamed and fell on his back, and the wooden shield cracked in half...
"Good shot."
The mage came up from behind, also carrying a dark light crossbow; with the excellent dark vision brought by this artifact, he could count how many enemies in the forest at a glance - more than twenty-four.
The goblin ambushers' weapons were all spiked clubs, hand axes, and the like, and they also had more than a dozen crossbows.
It looked like a group of ordinary goblins, but what made Xiao Fen frown was that these hateful-looking little guys moved forward and retreated in an orderly manner. They looked well-trained at first glance, and they couldn't be ordinary at all.
Goblin community.
The warrior nodded to him, and without stopping, he picked up the third crossbow; with the sound of the string, another goblin fell down in the forest. But what responded to him was not the admiration of others, but the admiration of others.
It was a hail of arrows flying out of the forest. The goblin crossbowmen immediately counterattacked—the warrior, Xiao Fen, the halfling druid, and Griffith were all novices. As soon as they heard the sound of breaking through the sky, they immediately
The luggage was retracted nearby and behind the tent, but these people soon discovered with amusement and annoyance that this move was completely in vain.
Because the goblin crossbowmen's accuracy was poor, some crossbow arrows fell to the ground before they could fly, and some almost hit the rocks on both sides.
The warrior wanted to laugh at these lame opponents, but he had no chance, because seven or eight goblins had already rushed to the simple fortifications screaming.
"Son of a bitch. Come on!" This gentle-looking young man spat, picked up his shield and rushed out first. His passion could put even the orcs who regard fighting as their life to shame.
"Why do I feel that something is wrong with these damn goblins..." The dwarf paladin slid down from the rock and muttered. After that, he also picked up the hammer and rushed out: "Omodin is here, I know you
I’ve always hated goblins!”
The movements of these two guys were so fast that even Xiao Fen had no time to stop them.
"Return to——"
The mage had just spoken, and half of the seven or eight goblins had already fallen. These two guys were so violent together that even the paladin practiced powerful attacks and slashes, which left him speechless; but that was not the case now.
Lamenting this, Xiao Fen pulled back the halfling druid who was excited and ready to rush out to join in the fun. At the same time, he shouted to the elf lady beside him: "Scroll of brute force, Miss Griffin!"
"Huh?" Griffith was stunned as he was tearing open a scroll of arrow protection.
But it was too late - there was a deep roar in the forest, and four gray wolves with tongues dragging their tongues jumped out of the darkness. These ferocious beasts were now wearing a set of specially made saddles to allow them to carry on their backs.
The little knight fell down due to the bumps.
Without exception, those knights were all gray-skinned goblins. They looked more ferocious than ordinary goblins. Their whole bodies were covered with a thick layer of fur armor, and their skinny hands held a long and thin spear. And the other one
What he was carrying made everyone shudder when they saw it.
"My God, catch the net!" The dwarf paladin immediately realized the seriousness of the problem and his face turned pale.
"Ah——!" Miss Griffin screamed, but it was too late to find the scroll at this time; she took a deep breath and stretched out a finger towards the battlefield: "Grease!" followed by
The light and rhythmic Elvish language sounded, as if an oil well appeared out of thin air under the forest floor, and large amounts of grease gush out wherever she touched her finger.
One of the goblin knights who rushed towards the dwarf didn't react for a moment. The wolf that drove him stepped on him and fell over with a scream. At the same time, one of Xiao Fen's brute force scrolls fell on it.
On the warrior's head.
"What is that?" the halfling druid was shocked.
"Goblin Predator." The mage took out another scroll from his arms and replied: "A battle sequence that has disappeared for almost a thousand years... but fortunately, it is not a complete version."
He answered slowly and slowly.
It seemed that in just a blink of an eye, the situation on the battlefield was reversed.
The warrior wanted to retreat at the first moment. But he was no faster than the wolf in the forest. As fast as lightning, two goblin predators blocked his retreat one after another. And they did not stop and kept running towards the human.
At the same time, he raised his hand and the two nets were covered.
Yang Mingshou had no time to react and was immediately wrapped in a barbed net. He struggled to take a dagger from the belt to cut the net, but the two goblin predators were faster than him. All of a sudden
He asked the gray wolf sitting next to him to turn around and dragged the net towards the forest.
A huge force came from under his feet, knocking the warrior to the ground. However, he suddenly got wise. At the last moment, he grabbed a tree root that was visible in the forest and used brute force.
The enhanced effect actually allowed him to fight two wolf knights for a while.
"Moonlight!" the halfling druid shouted loudly, and his huge animal companion immediately roared and rushed towards the warrior.
At the same time, the dwarf paladin also killed the remaining goblin marauder - this poor guy was pulled down from the wolf's back by the dwarf's fishing net, and then his head was smashed with a hammer. But the paladin also wiped out the
I broke out in a cold sweat, secretly glad that I had chosen the dwarf race wisely, and my unshakable racial talent finally made a contribution at this moment.
There was an angry roar in the forest; seeing that the goblin predator could not drag the warrior away, he immediately turned back, rode on the back of the wolf and nailed the warrior to the ground with a spear——
The halfling druid let out a scream, and Miss Griffin couldn't bear to look away. Then the warrior let out an earth-shattering scream.
"Ah, damn it! I'm going to kill you bastards..." The voice gradually became weaker.
"He's not dead yet!" The halfling pointed at the warrior with two more spears on his body and shouted: "Hurry, Moonlight!"
The goblin predators also noticed this. They whispered to each other and wanted to pull out their spears and try again. But at this time, Xiao Fen had already opened the second scroll: "Glitter Dust!" A piece of silver dust with a strong light appeared on it.
On the battlefield, these powders are flying in profusion. They look beautiful, but they are dangerous things. The strong refraction they produce can damage the eyes of living things.
The two goblin predators screamed in unison, covering their eyes and rolling down from the wolf's back. Another angry roar came from the forest. After hearing this roar, some unaffected goblins immediately gathered around and wanted to
Kill the dying warrior lying on the ground in one fell swoop.
But a huge figure stood in front of them. It was in the moonlight. This terrifying bear opened its mouth at these little men. It exposed two rows of snow-white fangs, and let out a deep roar from deep in its throat.
In front of such a forest king, even the bravest goblin will feel weak, let alone take a step forward...
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the dwarf ran over with short legs and dragged back the warrior who was almost like a corpse. He stumbled back and pushed the injured Yangming beast in front of the halfling, out of breath.
He said out of breath: "Hurry...save him quickly!"
"I know, I know! Don't make any noise!" The halfling druid was extremely nervous. He was sweating profusely and rummaged in his bag for a long time before he found a healing wand. The gray wolf whined.
, fled from the forest in all directions - and the goblin predator who was hit by the grease spell simply gave up the effort after trying to stand up several times to no avail - this is in line with the goblin's usual character.
However, such a meeting did not make Xiao Fen feel relaxed, because another roar came from the forest, which sounded like an order or an angry rebuke. Then, more than a dozen goblin wolf knights came out of the darkness little by little.
"How could this happen... Ahem," Miss Griffith looked unhappy. She coughed violently and asked, "They seem to be in command!"
The mage nodded.
"It's the hobgoblin."
He answered simply, then added.
"This place is in big trouble."
The outermost part of Thornburg's defense system, Blanca Town——
After walking pretentiously on this street for a while, Tini noticed that the people following her could finally bear it no longer. At this moment, the female pastor suddenly turned around and grabbed the hand that was reaching for her money bag.
She raised her thin eyebrows, pursed her lips majestically, and her beautiful face was filled with anger and disdain.
"What are you doing?"
she asked angrily.
Tiny is a priest of the Goddess of Life. She has lived in the Shield of Truth in the past and is a well-known player there - this fame comes from her beauty and temper. It is undeniable that Tiny is an outstanding player.
She is a famous beauty, but not many people dare to approach her, which is in line with her principles.
This is a stubborn girl who will never change what she believes in. She will unabashedly look at things she hates with naked disgust: evil, lazy, undisciplined, selfish and arrogant,
She is dismissive of this. She has an almost harsh view on herself and others. This results in her having very few friends.
Many people call her a stereotyped old nun. In fact, Tiny has just celebrated her nineteenth birthday.
After the war broke out, as a player, she responded to the call of the Knights of the Guard of Truth and came to the front line. She officially became a chaplain of the Dragon City Legion - and as a low-level chaplain, her task was to transport and treat the wounded in the rear areas.
, in fact, this task became unimaginably onerous from the beginning because of the horrific scale of the war.
After several battles, the number of wounded increased greatly almost every time. In order to reduce the burden of transporting the wounded, Tini's team of priests came from the rear to the front for the first time, and came to this city that was almost in ruins.
.
She hated this place from the beginning. It was dirty and messy, and everyone's life seemed to have no rhythm. People around her couldn't see any life goals in their eyes. Everyone seemed to be dawdling. This kind of environment was simply called
She's had enough.
In fact, this situation did not come to light until this moment. Two hours after she arrived here - she realized that she had encountered a pickpocket.
"This terrible security, these depraved people, deserve to go to hell..."
She was thinking in her mind and looking at the pickpocket she caught with a contemptuous and disdainful look.
But she quickly froze——
Ke'er gently covered her mouth, she could hardly believe what she saw before her eyes.
She remembered that a long time ago, it was indeed a long time ago. At that time, she had not started to accompany that person on adventures. At that time, she was still living in the elven capital of Lanlos, and was just an ordinary person.
The elf ranger just has the title of Nightingale.
Because of a mission opportunity, she accompanied the elf envoys to pass here; at that time, this was still a beautiful, spacious and bright town, with people coming and going on the streets. There were players, NPCs, knights on tall horses, mages in robes,
There were also nobles and traders, and there were many workshops on both sides of the street. There was a carpentry workshop that she liked very much, which made some novel wood carving souvenirs that she couldn't name.
However, now this place has almost become a ruin. There are refugees everywhere. They come from Twenty-four Towns, Cibao, Luoyue City and even places further south, dragging their families with them and wearing rags. They are middle ground
Some people have died on the road - died on this long escape route. Some people have lost their parents. Some people have lost their children. Everyone has lost one or more in this war.
Many relatives.
There is little sparkle in the eyes of these people, because they have lost hope in life, and their expressions are numb with a long-term panic; their faces are gray, their clothes are ragged, their heads and fingernails are full of dirt, and their limbs are
It also showed uncoordinated bloating due to malnutrition...but these people didn't care about it, maybe they didn't care much about anything.
They used to cry because of sadness, fear because of despair, they prayed, complained, and cursed. But everything was in vain. When a powerful force destroyed their lives, they found that they were unable to even resist; now, they no longer have the strength to curse.
, pray, complain or even cry. They can only gather together to get the last trace of warmth from each other - but most of the time, they can only lie there like dry corpses, with dull eyes, doing nothing.
.
Most of them have a look of reminiscing, because tomorrow means pain to these people, and all that is left for them is nostalgia and memories of the past.
They are gathered here now. The Lord of Dragon City refuses them to enter the north, and the hand of despair can only bring them disaster and death... They can only wait here quietly for the last moment to arrive.
Yun Na sighed.
"Let's go." She said to her sister: "We'll leave here right now, and we'll get to Thornburg in the evening. We don't have much time..."
The female ranger nodded blankly.
It was as skinny as a lifeless tree trunk, and it was also covered with dried mud and the feces of an unknown animal. Tini, who was a little bit obsessed with germs, almost wanted to throw it away immediately, but she resisted.
Because she saw the palms that were green and red, covered with bloodshot eyes, and swollen like steamed buns.
The palm of her hand was trembling, only a few centimeters away from her purse.
She raised her head to look at the owner of this hand - it should be a middle-aged man. At this age, he should have been in the prime of life, had a happy family, worked hard to support his family; but now - unkempt hair, face
It was almost impossible to see her facial features clearly, but those eyes were the only thing that left a deep impression on people. Once you take one look at them, you will never forget them. As a person who lives in peaceful times and a player, Tini will never understand how a pair of eyes can contain so much emotion.
Contains so many things.
Fear, panic, as well as deeply hidden pain, shame, self-blame and hidden anger. The dim eyes wandered around, as if they were shrinking and escaping, but there was also a trace of expectation hidden deep down, which was like hiding
The last glimmer of hope in the dark night.
It was this expectant look that made Tini, who had always been stubborn, unable to utter even a single word of rebuke.
The man avoided her gaze, and in the end there was only shame and sadness on his face.
At this time, Tini felt hostile eyes falling on her - those refugees, she once thought that they would not fight for their fate at all, and would not use their own hands to change such an era; they would only
Sitting there, like a puppet, waiting for the end of life, waiting for the final judgment of fate - such a negative look and attitude once made Tini dismissive.
But now, she found that these people could cast hostile glances at her for a stranger, a stranger who had the same experience as herself.
Even if she didn't do anything wrong——
At this moment, Tini felt that she should stick to her principles, but in the end she backed down because of some reasons that she did not understand; she put some coins into the man's hands. She didn't know how many there were, because she didn't know.
If she dared to look back, she was afraid that she would cry.
She walked away quickly without looking back, but the man behind her was trembling, covering his face and crying.
Tini wiped the corner of her eyes. She knew that this was indeed an NPC, but maybe it was more than just a sight. Returning to the young forest——
"They seem to be driving us forward..."
"...Hey, do you see that flag? Ah, the one with an eye on it. Do goblins also have tribal totems?"
"...I have never seen such powerful goblins, although I have never seen goblins before - have they always been so powerful?"
"Ah. I saw the team of that big player. He was in front of us this morning, and now he is behind us...ah, they were caught up...tsk, tsk, how miserable."
"Where are we going?"
Finally, our dwarf paladin couldn't bear the halfling's nagging questions anymore: "Shut up, don't think you are the only one who saw it! It's just that we are not in the mood to talk!" He tried his best to follow with his short legs while walking.
When he got on the team, he glanced enviously at the Druid riding on the moonlight: "...If you feel free, we can change it."
"Oh, I understand."
The halfling immediately nodded obediently.
But only after a while, he forgot about this matter: "Is this direction going to Boming Lake? Will we encounter that black dragon? By the way... The guy from the fat man's union went there, and he hasn't been here since the afternoon.
Saw it."
"Why don't you speak? This will make me very nervous... When I am nervous, I will speak unconsciously."
"Ah. There's a hole in front, I see it! I think we can hide in it!"
The dwarf grinded his teeth on the side, wanting to say something and finally held back.
Because at this time the team stopped——
Xiao Fen and Griffin were extremely tired while supporting the warrior. The former was gasping for breath, while the latter kept covering his mouth and coughing. After gasping for breath, our hero finally had the strength to look at the cave in front of him——
This cave is hidden in the dense grass. If it weren't for the sharp eyes of the halfling druid, it would be impossible to find it.
The mage took a closer look and found that there were some traces of artificial carvings at the entrance of the cave. He set up his wooden cane and gently pushed aside the grass on the roof and sides of the cave. A row of moss-covered squares was revealed behind it.
Bricks and pillars...
Xiao Fen and Griffin looked at each other.
"Huhu... This seems to be the entrance to a small dungeon," the soldier raised his eyelids, glanced at it, and said weakly: "Is there anything written on it? There will usually be..."
The soldier had always said that he had led a team to explore the underground city for a long time, but now it seemed that he was not bragging about it. Xiao Fen took a step inside, and sure enough he found something on a horizontal strip of stone above the stone pillar: a row of twisted runes.
The sentence written in letters. The specific type of writing seemed a little familiar to the mage, but he couldn't remember it for the moment.
He was about to search for knowledge, but there were roars of Goblin language not far away, and the pursuers were approaching——
"These damn goblins make me feel something is wrong. I swear what we encountered before is completely different from this one..." the dwarf cursed angrily: "I hope those who designed these goblins will go to hell."
The warrior nodded and turned his gaze to the mage: "I feel something is wrong too... Have you seen that flag, Mr. Mage?"
Xiao Fen nodded, then shook his head.
"Let's go in first," he thought about the meaning of the row of words, and replied absentmindedly: "Miss Griffin, please arrange it and use magic to eliminate our smell."
"Okay...cough." Miss Elf responded while coughing.
The mage pretended to have something on his mind, and while helping the soldiers move forward, he unconsciously adopted the captain's tone. Fortunately, the situation was urgent and no one noticed this, so no one jumped out to expose him as a fake novice mage.
The cave has been slightly tilted downwards, and the further inside, the more traces of artificial carvings there are. In the end, what everyone sees is a corridor made of square bricks. There are traces of water logging everywhere on the wall.
There are also murals in some places - some simple line drawings, just lines - it may be awkward to say this, but it is true.
Xiao Fen used a dancing light technique to make the light ball float in front to lead the way. The light was dim and depressing, and because the magical light source was unstable, the corridor was always bright and dark, giving people the feeling that they would be attacked at any time.
The halfling druid's expression kept getting worse. He tightly held the dwarf's belt with one hand and refused to let go, making the latter complain again and again.
"This is a dungeon in a high-end monster area. What kind of monsters should there be?" Miss Griffin asked.
No one could answer this sentence, it just made everyone's expressions look even worse.
"How about we... go back?" the halfling asked softly.
"Hush, those goblins are still following us." Dwarves are naturally sensitive to the transmission of sounds in rocks.
So everyone once again fell into silence.
"Where is your bear?" Miss Griffin asked again after a while.
The sudden question made the halfling tremble, and then he realized that someone was asking him the question: "Moonlight... It's fine outside. I can still summon it when I get out."
"Do you have any more jam bread?"
"No more!" was the decisive reply.
"Mr. Mage, are we going to go down like this?" Seeing Xiao Fen leading the others forward, the soldier who was supported by him finally couldn't help it anymore and asked - after all, he was too familiar with the underground city.
Well, the difficulty of the encounters in the dungeon is generally one to two levels higher than the monster area - or even higher. In short, no matter which kind, they can't compete now.
"Ah?" Xiao Fen replied absently.
"I said, are we going to go underground like this?" "Underground?" The mage narrowed his eyes slightly, and his mind was not here at all: "By the way, underground!"
He suddenly reacted, and the memory seemed to emerge from the depths of his mind. He suddenly remembered that he had seen the exact same words there.
It was a long time ago, in a woodland called Forest Dream, underground of the Burning Mage Tower.