This shameful and somewhat laughable experience gave everyone a deeper understanding of Blackwater City. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Marven and Monica were both red-faced and embarrassed at this time, but no one made fun of them, even the venomous old bird closed his mouth, because everyone knew that this was not a simple overturning in the gutter.

Although those little ghosts are still just a group of half-big bear children, don't forget that Marven and Monica are not tofu scum characters that everyone can bully. On the Dota Continent, they are already considered first-class masters, but they were still hacked by the bear children in an instant. In fact, the worst of these little ghosts also possessed the second-order early stage of fighting qi cultivation, and the few who took the lead had even reached the third-order high stage, and they were skillful in cooperating, quick in action, ruthless, and full of tricks. This is simply unimaginable on the Dota Continent, let alone a group of children, even the battle-hardened battlefield veterans, or the top Goldfingers in the dark blocks, may not be able to reach their strength and level of cooperation.

No one has investigated the suspicion of "deliberate framing" of the dragon girl Bluetooth, because she has already told everyone the essence of this city, where power is respected, if you don't even have the ability to protect yourself, then you deserve to be captured and sold.

After walking through the long plank road, Bluetooth and the group finally set foot on the hard dirt, and then walked through a dilapidated grass hut to a large two-story shack, although this place is as simple as a stable in the city of Dota Continent, but it is also the grandest and most imposing building on the mud wharf.

Walking into the shack, they found that it was a tavern, and half of the seats in it were filled with customers. Races are as diverse as the children out there, all races. The only thing they have in common is dirty and sloppy, and they lazily pour muddy and pungent liquor into their mouths. There was a terrifying smell mixed with sweat, body odor, and alcohol, and after entering this tavern, the Goron and the others couldn't help but frown. However, their hearts are on high alert, although the drinkers here look extremely bad, but there are three powerhouses who have reached the level of a fifth-order war king, and looking at their appearance, there is nothing special here, they are dressed in ragged and dirty, and the wine they drink is not high-end. This only says one thing. The warrior-level powerhouse who dominates the Dota continent is a group of background passers-by here.

Bluetooth took the lead, walked towards the bar counter, and kicked away when he encountered a drunkard in front of him, regardless of whether the other party's strength was stronger than his own. And those who were beaten were not angry, some frowned and muttered a few words, and some even giggled and greeted Bluetooth with a look of enjoyment. The dragon girl ignored the group of drunkards and walked straight to the bar. Coming to an old gnoll who was about to lose all his hair, he stretched out his thumb and pointed back, it was the Goron group who was following her, and Bluetooth said, "These are all newcomers." The time period of entering here is the period of the Montenegrin Dynasty, and the true purpose is unknown. The human male and the beautiful girl next to him were both qualified explorers who had been tested by me personally, and their strength level was initially positioned at B level. The other girls and the waste humans were slaves of the pretty girl, her property. That's right. That ugly bird is also her pet, so you can register it for them. Send them a few random tasks that no one wants to take. ”

"We're not here on a mission. ”

"Stinky girl. Who do you say is a slave?"

"This ...... It's not a particularly important thing, but I'd like to remind you again...... I'm not a 'pretty girl'. ”

......

Bluetooth ignored the barrage of protests and doubts from behind, and just gestured to the old gnoll to move faster. This old guy was trembling all over, his eyes were more like he couldn't open them again in his life, but he still dutifully carried out his task, only to see that he moved out of nowhere a huge stone slab of unknown texture, and then asked Ge Long and the others for their details, regardless of whether it was true or not, he carved it on the stone slab with his fingers, and these two times revealed his true strength, which not only requires a strong fighting spirit, but also requires a perfect control of his own fighting spirit, and the vast majority of younger war king-level powerhouses can't do this。

After recording the information of the Goron people on the large stone tablet, the old jackal took out four more metal tablets the size of a palm, and then scratched them a few times with his claws, leaving a few scratches of unknown meaning, and I don't know what he meant.

"These metal cards are your passes here, you must carry them with you, each person will only be issued once, and if you lose them, you will not be replaced. ”

Taking the metal card from Bluetooth's hand, Marven looked at the crudely made thing with disdain, and said mockingly: "What's the use of this thing? ”

The dragonman girl sneered, but seemed to disdain to answer a "slave" question, until Kenan asked her again, and then said: " Everything you are looking for is in that stone tower, whether it is the portal to the core area of the Life Laboratory, or the whereabouts of the powerful time mage are hidden in a certain level of this stone tower, and this is the only pass to the upper level of the stone tower, whether it is the qualification to use the portal, or the identification code of the trap mechanism is in this metal card, in other words, if you lose it, then if you want to break through the stone tower, you must go up from the lowest floor. ”

"But didn't you say before that the trap traps at the bottom have been conquered by the explorers of this city?"

"Hahahahaha......" As soon as Marven's words fell, the entire tavern was silent at first, and then burst into laughter, and a bald orc stood up, staggered over to them, and said, "You stupid little ghosts who have just entered hell, do you think that the trap mechanism of the Magic Emperor will be the kind of disposable garbage that will be completely invalid after being cracked." Let me tell you, that damn stone tower, every time the gate is opened, the trap enchantment inside, and even the guardian puppet will be refreshed, the initial exploration but every attempt must start from the first layer to overcome again, often hundreds of people with a large number of baggage into it, more than ten years later only three or two kittens are left behind, and sometimes let alone capture a new tower layer, even the progress is not up to the record of the predecessors. It's not until you've discovered these 'shit' things from the stone tower and cracked the mystery that we can use those damn portals inside the tower so that we don't get attacked by those disgusting trap puppets, how much do you think they're worth?"

After the bald orc finished speaking, he stretched out a hand with a big grin, and handed his palm up to several people, and finally Golon, who often listened to stories, was the first to react, this guy is asking for money. Marven just wanted to have a seizure, but was glared back by Goron. It was a reasonable thing for Goron to pay for listening to the story, not to mention that the things he said were indeed valuable to everyone.

Goron flipped his hand and took out two Imperial gold coins and placed them in the bald orc's hand, but the guy smiled disdainfully, and with a clenched palm, the two gold coins had been pinched into a bean-sized, incomparably smooth and round gold bead. The orc threw the gold bead directly out of the window and snorted coldly: "This thing is useless here, it is worth as much as a handful of dry soil." ”

Goron was not angry, but turned around and took out a hand axe from his luggage, this was one of his previous trophies, although it was not a rare equipment of the epic and legendary level, but the axe had a strange style, and the manufacturing process had been lost for thousands of years on the Dota Continent, which could be regarded as a "new historical artifact".

The orc's favorite weapon is the axe, the bald man took Goron's gift in his hand and looked at it repeatedly, and tried to wave it a few times, and finally showed a satisfied smile, turned around and walked away with a happy look, took two steps and turned around as if he suddenly remembered something, looked at Goron and said: " Look at the little bitch smashing you so well understand the rules, and those fools who don't understand the fart for the first time and think they are invincible in the world are not at all, Lao Tzu will break and send you another piece of information, that is, the metal pass card in your hand is only the lowest level, and it can only be teleported to the first two hundred layers of the stone tower at most, and it is only effective for the traps of up to fifty percent of them, if you want to teleport to a higher level, go and grab it from others, but if you choose the wrong opponent, hehehe...... That's going to be fun......"

Just when the bald orc turned his head and wanted to leave, he suddenly found that the summons of the two shamans, two shadow wolves the size of calves were blocking in front of him, the bald orc's face changed suddenly, and the alcohol dissipated instantly, he slowly turned around, looked at the beautiful and thrilling "girl" in front of him, gritted his teeth and said: "Little, what do you mean by this?"

"Nothing. Goron smiled a little grimly: "I just want to know, what level of pass card do you have, and how many layers can you reach?"

"Uh-huh...... Hehehe...... Hahaha...... Hahahahaha...... It's just a pity that if you're lucky enough to be on the slave auction floor after a while, or you're unlucky enough to be put on the meat case in the butcher's shop, it's all because you chose the wrong ...... Right...... Opponent ......"

The fighting spirit and arrogance surging on the bald orc's body suddenly subsided wildly, because in front of his eyes, the original sweet-faced "girl" was wearing a hideous voodoo mask on his face at some point, and then under his gaze, the "girl's" body swelled like a balloon, from the original only to his chest and abdomen, and gradually became an existence that he even had some trouble looking up.

If it was just a change in size, it wouldn't be a big deal, but the bald orc could keenly feel that the "girl" in front of him had completely become another creature.

Something he didn't want to touch.

"Oumaiga~~~!" the bald orc couldn't help but curse in his native language.

"I don't buy Ka, I'm ......," the low and deep voice of the cannibal King Kong sounded in the shack......

"Hit!robbery!" (To be continued.) )