In the bonfire hall, all the goblins of the Blackfire Clan who can practice are stepping forward in batches, waving thick bone clubs, and training them to attack the humanoid grass men.

This is a training of the [Bone Crusher] specialty, although the results of a few days of hard work are still not visible for the time being, but most goblins are no longer swinging indiscriminately like before, but will focus on hitting the joints, which can be regarded as a small improvement.

Gordon, on the other hand, was lying on the pile of gold coins that had been missing, and began to play with a bottle of potion, while Nina counted the gold coins at Gordon's feet with some distress, and it was not long before it was hot, and Mr. Gordon used it to buy the potion.

Her dream of filling the hall with gold coins was getting farther and farther away from her, and Nina's little face was wrinkled and cute.

Gordon saw this little guy like this, but he couldn't explain it very easily.

After all, these actions are indeed strange for the real dragon, but for it, money is something outside the body, and it is best to use it to purchase equipment, otherwise it will be cheaper for the adventurer, then he will suffer a great loss.

Although the coins are quite comfortable whether they are asleep or squatting......

However, in order not to be pushed down by the adventurer as a boss in the future, Gordon still decisively bought a few bottles of potion and tried the water in case of emergency.

In its claws is a potion of [Enhanced Breath] sold at a bottle of 10 gold coins in the small alchemy shop in Fran, a disposable potion specially designed to increase the power of the breath of the Dragonborn or Warlock.

In other words, Gordon's squirt is ten gold coins, which is really a bit extravagant.

However, as long as he could improve his combat power, Gordon was still more willing, so he bought four bottles of potions at once, as well as some more fierce fire oil, as well as a few bottles of other potions that he had already fancied, such as the Forgotten Memory Potion and the Sleepy Potion, which were really useful.

For Gordon, the fierce fire oil can create artificial conditions at any time, increase oneself, and weaken the enemy, which is really suitable.

The latter, on the other hand, was purchased after careful consideration.

It was still when Gordon was lying on the high platform and wondering if he should use the money to buy a magical artifact to protect himself.

On the other side, Loviv had already followed the adventure team to the vicinity of the kobold's lair.

The kobolds' lair was in a dilapidated hall about fifty feet behind the cloister with more than a dozen sewer outlets, and the totemic imprint of the dragon's emblem was depicted on the rock wall outside.

The dragon totem mark is a characteristic of the kobold's lair, and as long as there are slightly more kobold tribes, whether or not there are casters, there will be a totem mark around them to warn those who are attacking.

For them, totems are faith, and worshipping and following the true dragon is also what they dream of.

However, for the weak true dragon cubs, they still prefer to raise them as vases to feed, or as tribal hole cards.

Often, some adventurers will be cautious when breaking into the last hall of the kobolds, because those who are not cautious enough may be ambushed by the real dragon lurking in the shadows, turning the situation in an instant.

Although this kind of thing is rare, just one case can be said for many years.

With the help of Ranger Scout Keane and his animal companions, the party easily found the true entrance to the kobold's lair.

A second row of pipes in the lower left corner, no different from the others.

But Keane, through his sense of smell, can clearly smell that the smell there is more adulterated, with the smell of goblins and other creatures, while the other pipes are pure kobold smells, which often means traps.

The kobold is a digger and spends 70% of its life digging except for sleeping.

Whether it's soft earth, hard granite, or scorching volcanic rock, they always find a clever support point to keep the cave from collapsing.

It can be said that they are born masters of mining.

Therefore, outside its lair, it is often accompanied by two or three false entrances to confuse enemies.

Rockfalls and traps are common to trap enemies, adventurers, or other humanoids who dare to invade kobold lairs.

"Captain, I'll go in first! Wait for my signal!"

Scout Keane deserved to enter the dark, moist entrance.

The entrance to the lair is about half a person tall, just enough to accommodate the kobold's height range, and Keane needs to bend down to get in.

It stands to reason that there are no traps in the holes that kobolds frequent.

Because they have inherited a bit of dragon arrogance, they have a kind of honey confidence in their masterpieces, and do not think that any other creature can see through their entrance camouflage.

But Keane was still careful to move forward step by step, and began to check for traps, he didn't want to capsize in the kobold's lair gutter.

Holding a glowing fluorescent stone that was large enough to illuminate Keane's five-foot field of vision, he began to investigate.

He wasn't worried about something in the dark snooping, or sneaking up.

Because he had his animal companion behind him, he couldn't hide anything from the adult Bisog.

So Keane was relieved to survey the entryway.

At the end of the passageway, the outline of a ruined underground hall that appeared empty and quiet in the faint light appeared in front of Keane.

He was a little surprised, but he went out to carefully survey the movement, but he didn't dare to go too deep, so he turned back.

Kean, who returned to Wei Lun, told everything about the situation inside, waiting for Wei Lun's judgment.

Wei Lun frowned slightly when he heard Keane say that there was no trace of kobolds in the hall, but he was still unwilling to give up and waved his hand.

"Go in and have a look, and if we can't find any trace of the kobold, we'll get out. ”

"Miss Loveveeve, please go in the middle, follow me, and put away your spear, you should take this. ”

Wei Lun, a warrior in chain mail, pulled out a one-and-a-half-foot-long short sword from his waist and handed it to the girl in black robes who covered her face.

"In this kind of low cave entrance, your spear is a drag, and this one suits you better. ”

"Hmm. ”

Loviv disassembled the spear and took over Veron's short sword, her delicate face under her low-hanging hood a little excited.

"Is this an adventure! Lovev, too!"

She clenched her fists, and there was some irrepressible joy in her heart, as if a dream had come true.

When she watched them slaughter the rat people before, although she also had a sense of adventure, at this moment, she felt that she was really in the middle of it.

One by one, the members of the team stooped down to enter the entrance, and soon it was Lovive's turn.

She held the short sword, bent her body, and got into it very quickly, and then followed the figure in front of her.

Soon they were in what Keane called the dilapidated hall, where the light of the campfire reflected the dilapidated surroundings, but judging by the traces of the ground and the garbage, there was indeed biological activity here.

Whether it's discarded bones or piles of garbage, it means there's a lot of biological activity here.

But for some reason, it's empty now.

To be on the safe side, Wei Lun had just stepped out of the passage and had them return to their previous formations, scouts to find their way, and warriors and swordsmen to adapt to their needs.

The Tower Shield Warriors stood by in the rear, guarding the only caster among them.

Behind Loviv were the members of the two adventuring teams, the dwarven warrior with the tower shield.

The other was a slender man in an obsidian robe, with white and delicate fingers, a hint of pleasure on his face, and a harp at his waist, but he now held a dagger like Loviff's.

The only spellcaster in the team, a bard named Sith.

He didn't wear a temple crest on his body, so Loviv didn't know which god he believed in, and he couldn't tell where he was.

Sith noticed Loviv looking back at him, and immediately smiled at her and asked.

"Miss Loviff, is there any problem?"

"I didn't ...... Nothing!"

Loviv saw Sith's warm smile, but for some reason she felt chills and palpitations.

But she was soon drawn to the movement ahead.

"Captain, there's a bonfire here, it's still hot. ”

"And there are also wet footprints, look at the direction, where it came from. ”

In the decaying and dilapidated hall ahead, Keane stood on the broken bricks and stones.

Touching the temperature of the campfire ashes under his feet with one hand, he pointed to a crypt in the east with the other, and said to Wei Lun behind him.

"Then let's go, cheer up, and pay attention to your surroundings!"

Wei Lun's low voice, in fact, in the sewers, there is no dark vision, whether you whisper or not~.

The campfire in their hands will still expose their traces, just for psychological comfort.

Loviva looked around curiously, littered with garbage.

In the light of the fire, she also saw the ruined halls, which were more than three feet tall and had many openings that could accommodate humanoids.

But the bottom can be seen, and it is clear that this is the residence of the kobolds.

But Loviff didn't look long before she followed their steps into the underground cavern, which was different from the previous passage, which extended downwards rather than parallel.

There are still traces of excavation around the cave, but it has been opened up for a long time, in terms of old and new.

"Oh my God, what are these kobolds doing!"

"Dig through the Jianbei Bay outside the link?"

As the group descended, someone finally sensed that something was wrong, and the smell of seawater in the air became more and more obvious.

Keane was the first to look surprised and muttered to his teammates behind him.

Wei Lun didn't care, on the contrary, he cared more about where those kobolds were hiding, how they had walked for so long, and still hadn't found a kobold.

It was about five minutes before they walked from the winding passage to the soft, damp ground, and within a few steps they felt a sudden opening up in front of them.

Under the light of the torch, they clearly saw the underground space they were in.

A naturally formed cave is far larger than imagined, and their firelight can only faintly see the rock wall of the vault in the cave, and see only half a claw, and some inverted spire stone pillars are densely gathered in the sky, like sharp swords, ready to attack.

"The gods are above! here are ......"

Everyone looked at the underground cavern and muttered to themselves, amazed.

The path beneath your feet is flanked by a rock wall, leading to an upward platform with a faint glow of fire and the noise of monsters.

On the other side, just a few paces away from the team, was a deep blue lake that took up all the spots they could see in the cave.

Those sea-like flavors should come from here.

Keane slowly crawled up, wanting to observe the movement of the high platform, he poked his head out, his eyes instantly widened, and he saw that in the open space of the platform on the high platform, a bonfire more than two meters high was burning.

Under the light of the fire, he could see clearly that hundreds of kobolds were densely gathered on the platform, all facing the dark blue lake in front of him, that is, facing the direction of Keane's right hand, prostrate on the ground respectfully, their tails drooping.

And directly in front of them, there is a high platform, and on the high platform there are piles of creatures, including goblins, nezumi, and even a few goblin dogs, barking.

Is this a sacrifice?

Keane was just about to turn back and say something to the captain behind him, when he noticed that the blue lake on his right, which was as calm as a mirror, instantly rippled.

The triangular ripples spread to both sides, and a huge shadow grew from under the water at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they listened to the sound of the water breaking.

When I looked at it again, on the original mirrored lake, a hideous monster had already poked half of its body out of the water.

The dark green vertical pupils, blue-green scales, and fin-like dragon wings looked particularly hideous and terrifying under the illumination of the burning bonfire.

Its eyes were fixed on Keane, greedy and angry.

Third-order monsters, true dragon subspecies, sea dragon beast~.