When d'Artagnan finally recovered from the confinement and dizziness of the "powerful restraint technique", he hurriedly stood up and looked around. Suddenly, he felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar. It was still a messy battlefield, and he still couldn't recognize it.
The shape of meat sauce is still an enemy that disappears without a trace.
What's going on? Why do I feel like I'm going back in time?
The young tauren shook his big head, seeming to be thinking and understanding, but in fact he was just ruminating out of habit...
"Master Moriarty, where is the cave ogre?" After patrolling for a while, but still finding nothing, d'Artagnan finally looked at the human mage.
"Killed." Moriarty smiled.
"Who did it?"
"Red dragon." This time, before Moriarty could say anything, Pokos was smart enough to answer, and further explained: "It was the red dragon from before. I ran into it again after walking around. See those few food heads.
The human demon is annoying, so he helped us solve it..."
"By the way?" Staring at the caveman's bare forehead, the tauren suddenly had the urge to open his mouth.
Did the red dragon do it again!? We happened to meet him again!? Do you think the dragon is playing "tail-walking", or is it just your pet that is following you out for a walk!?
If he hadn't taken a deep breath for nearly half a minute, d'Artagnan almost had the illusion that his beef would explode.
However, looking at the expression of the human mage on the side, he still has an expression that makes me deeply moved by these words, which clearly shows that he is the mastermind. There is no way, no matter how depressed you are, you have to endure it. Who let the cow be under the eaves?
How can I not kowtow? Anyway, depending on the situation, the mission of clearing out the ogres in the cave has been successfully completed. Even if it doesn't work, you can go back to the mission.
"Okay. Don't worry about those trivial things. In addition to Red Dragon's great contribution to the successful elimination of those ogres, you also contributed a lot. You also helped me successfully obtain the materials for the cave ogres. Take this,
This is my thank you gift." Seeing how miserable d'Artagnan was, Moriarty stopped joking, took out a box from his bag and handed it over.
"This is?"
Seeing that the human mage slapped him and presented him with sweet dates, the tauren looked at him slightly reservedly, and then quickly grabbed it. Then he opened it carefully. He saw a row of five potions in different colors.
Extraordinarily exquisite.
"These are alchemy potions, including 'brute strength potion', 'endurance potion', 'stamina supplement', and two 'healing potions'. Please keep them all in case you need them."
Except that there is no magic replenishing potion like Blue Beauty, this box of alchemy potion is a standard adventurer set. And what Moriarty carries with him must be a high-quality one. Its actual producer is Schmidt.
"Master...this...this..."
Looking at the potion in his hand, D'Artagnan suddenly had the urge to want the human mage to beat it again. Although such a box of alchemical potion is not as good as the enchanted battle ax or totem armor, it is also the most practical way to save life.
Items. There are few opportunities to obtain them in the underground world. Now you can get five of them at once, and the tauren is so happy that he wants to roar a few times.
Hehe, there are these good things at the bottom. When you say it was done by a red dragon, you can just say that the caveman stabbed the ogre to death with a fern spear. I believe it too...
There was no longer any grievance in his heart, and the young tauren's smile was as bright as a daisy.
Since they successfully completed their set goal, the trio returned to Furnace Hill. The journey was uneventful, and they never encountered the same battle as when they were ambushed by the Dungeon Weaver.
"Already solved? Or?" Seeing the trio returning so quickly, the old tauren was also surprised.
"Including the two-headed matriarch, a total of seven cave ogres have been eliminated." Moriarty nodded and glanced at d'Artagnan, who immediately chopped off the ogre.
The demon head was presented to the tribe leader for "inspection".
"Sure enough." After looking at the dirty cave ogre's head, Julob nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the young tauren: "Did you do it?"
"No, I only killed one."
D'Artagnan shook his head quickly. The leader knew exactly who he was. Pretending to claim credit would only result in a severe whipping.
"That's you, Master." The Torch Prophet didn't think that his disciple had such ability at all, and looked directly at the human mage.
"It was just a fluke." Moriarty smiled and simply nodded.
D'Artagnan listened to the side and couldn't help but secretly complained to himself: Where is the red dragon that was promised? But he had to think about this in his own mind. If he really said it, he would be slapped in the mouth by the Torch Prophet. And it was already...
After receiving great benefits, the young tauren was happy to pretend to be dumb.
Seeing that Moriarty was unwilling to go into details, the old tauren stopped asking further questions, thanked him a few more times, and then sent the other person back to rest. D'Artagnan also wanted to follow him out, but was stopped by the leader.
"Tell me, how did you kill the ogre?"
After all, Julob was still very interested in the details of this battle.
Seven-headed ogres, including a high-level two-headed matriarch. With such a lineup, unless the torch prophet leads the entire army of his tribe, victory can be guaranteed. But the human mage only brought a calf and a caveman.
The person just got the job done. With such strength, how could one not make people curious.
"Actually...actually...I don't know very well..." Looking at the old minotaur, d'Artagnan suddenly had a bad feeling and could only hesitate.
"How come you don't understand!? Tell me!" Seeing that the young tauren was hiding something behind his words, Zurob immediately became furious.
"Actually...actually...it's a red dragon..."
For some reason, d'Artagnan was frightened by the Torch Prophet, so he unconsciously began to recount what he "saw and heard", and the result was naturally...
After another two days, the old tauren finally got everything ready.
Except for the young and old of the tribe who were left behind on Furnace Hill, there were all the other young and strong tauren, a total of sixteen totem warriors and a torch prophet, as well as temporary human mage allies, a total of eighteen people.
After walking down the furnace hill, we started heading towards "Dark Neon Color".
In order to take care of the human mages from being too tired during the journey, or from slowing down the team due to lack of physical strength, the tauren even found a special mount for them: a twin-tailed gecko.
This kind of monster is a rare indigenous creature in the underground world that has a gentle temper and can be domesticated. Although it does not have much combat strength, it can be ridden, and can walk smoothly, quickly and silently, and can even climb over some complex terrains.
.In many dungeons, the twin-tailed gecko is a common means of transportation, used by dark elves or beholders. Of course, with the physique of a tauren, the twin-tailed gecko will definitely not be able to carry it unless it is enlarged several times.
In addition, there were two large trucks accompanying the departing team. In addition to some necessary supplies, it was said that they also contained other things. No one knew the specific contents, and they were handed over to eight tauren divided into two groups to carry and guard them.
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At the same time, D'Artagnan, who had been severely beaten by the old Minotaur for some unknown reason, and another young female Minotaur acted as the vanguard of the team, leading the way. Moriarty naturally noticed that the female Minotaur was holding
In addition to the usual bronze ax, there is also a round shield. It is naturally another enchanted work: an iron gall wood shield with "+1 fire resistance attribute" and "+1 lightweight attribute".
It seems that this female tauren should also be a seed contestant of the "Furnace Tribe" to participate in the martial arts performance, otherwise Zhu Luobu would not have handed over the precious alchemy equipment to it.
And when the team left the hill and passed through the caveman tribe under the eyes of countless awe-inspiring people, a figure suddenly jumped out and knelt down by the roadside.
"Pokos, is it you? What's the matter?" Seeing the cave hunter bowing in front of him without saying a word, Moriarty straightened up his mount and asked gently.
"Master Moriarty, I ask you to allow me to follow you to the 'Dark Neon'." Pocos said loudly as if he had already planned it.
"Bocos, what are you kidding about? Why don't you come back!" At this time, Tarta hurriedly ran out, intending to pull the tribe boy back, but was blocked by the smiling d'Artagnan.
And push it all the way back.
"Master, I sincerely hope to follow you." Ignoring the obstruction and scolding from the caveman elders behind him, Bokosi still said without hesitation.
"Follow me?" Moriarty smiled slightly.
"Yes, Master! Although I know that my strength is low and I am not worthy to be your follower, I still sincerely hope to follow you. Even if it means being a slave."
It seems that he has really thought about it. Bokes put himself very low and very sincere in his words. Because according to the rules of the underground world, the so-called slaves are actually the same as slaves. The master
Has the power of life and death.
"Pokos, you!"
After hearing this, Tartar's expression finally changed, but he could not say anything, because he already knew that the other party's determination was really unstoppable, unless a human mage refused it.
"But, I will eventually return to the ground."
But Moriarty still just smiled, did not nod or shake his head, but asked a more "deadly" question. If it is a slave, as long as he is still in Negon, for the ambitious Bokos
It's not a big deal. But once you follow a human mage to the surface one day, you will really be alone from now on, and there will be no "friends" to find. Because there is absolutely no second caveman on the ground.
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"...Master...I am willing..." Almost biting his lip, Bokos finally insisted.
Staying underground and in the village may lead to a life of muddle-headed fun, but Bokesi has had enough of such days.
"Don't you regret it?" Moriarty finally stopped smiling and asked again.
"No regrets!"
Bokos bowed his head heavily, then suddenly raised the fern spear in his hand and pierced the other palm directly. This is the traditional "Oath of the Palm" of the cavemen. It is the most solemn and heavy. If there is any violation, the whole clan will be punished.
Despise. So by taking this oath now, it has indeed sealed its own path.
"Very good. In that case, I will accept you."
As he spoke, Moriarty waved his wand, and a healing spell fell on the caveman. Although the wound on his palm could not be healed immediately, it stopped the bleeding.
Then, two more rays of cold light flew out of Moriarty's hand and were thrown in front of the caveman. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
