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This is the Underworld!

The dark underground, once upon a time only the world she saw in books, has unknowingly become all of Charlotte's. It's worth pointing out that it's not the rest of the multiverse, but the Wonder World that actually exists in the world of Stee.

The vast and intricate world that reaches beneath Steeu has a unique ecological web of exiled drows, cavemen, and dwarves who like to carve tunnels down the mines.

It's isolated, but it's self-contained!

It's a strange and beautiful place, but it's full of dangers!

At first, Charlotte didn't adapt to the vast and dimly lit world. He was just an ordinary human with Clayderman blood, and he didn't possess the dark vision to see in the dark.

Within a month of entering the world from the Caucasus Mountains in the south, Charlotte nearly died several times. In Lolita's words, the aborigines here are very, super, extremely unfriendly, and they can bring you a cup of hot tea with a smile on their faces, but they actually have a poison inside.

Insidious, cunning, and lies are not enough to describe their badness, and Charlotte, who feels good about herself, is as pure as a little white flower fluttering in the wind.

However, thanks to Sylvia's help, Charlotte and his two disciples were not stabbed to death by the vicious natives. A month later, Charlotte and Lolita were able to chat and brag with each other enthusiastically while giving each other a deadly magic bullet in the dark.

I really miss my once pure and immaculate self!

Charlotte thought with emotion as she breathed in the dark winds peculiar to the underworld.

With a movement of his mind, he habitually released all kinds of orbs of different natures mellowly.

The red ones are the fire orbs, the blue ones are the electric orbs, the white ones are the ice orbs, the green ones are the acidic orbs, and the yellow earth orbs are the orbs...... Well, everyone will say that the author makes up the number of words, so let's be brief......

The seven-colored orbs rotate overhead as they wish, they follow their own trajectories, but they annihilate, connect, and transform each other, making Charlotte as dazzling and brilliant as a magic stick.

It's not that Charlotte has nothing to do, in fact, as early as more than a year ago, he vaguely touched the invisible barrier of the Eight Rings, and at that time, he could touch a new field with just a light push, but the inexplicable alarm bell from the bottom of his heart made him subconsciously stop the promotion.

After raising her doubts with Sylvia, Princess Icelake suggested that he sharpen his spirit in this way. At first, it was difficult for him to make the orbs of seven different attributes rotate and annihilate at the same time, but in the process, he gradually realized the infinite benefits and the source of the alarm bells.

In fact, Charlotte's promotion speed is too fast for ordinary people. At the age of twenty-two, he can be promoted to the archmage of the Eighth Ring, not to mention that there is no one in the future, but except for Evan, who also inherited Lu Sien's memory and ability, Charlotte really can't think of anyone else in history who has such a terrifying talent.

But although this represents his outstanding talent, it also gives him the hidden danger of unstable foundation.

If it weren't for the vague sense of the crisis in his heart to stop the promotion and let him continue, although relying on his talent and Lu Sien's memory, there is still a great possibility to become a legend in the future, but I am afraid that the door to the root will be closed for him from now on.

Therefore, for more than a year, Charlotte has suppressed the spirit and magic energy that is about to overflow, endured the temptation of promotion like a poppy, and constantly sharpened her abilities. Wait for the day when the promotion will come naturally and naturally.

Charlotte, who was still the seventh ring, walked along the long line of caravans, and his mind accurately felt the breath of two disciples coming from in front of him. The owner of this large caravan was the dwarven nobleman Teklin Coldiron of the Molten Iron Castle, who, in Charlotte's opinion, was a strange fellow who did not match the dwarves in the books.

At this moment, Charlotte walked between the caravans with the ball on her head, and most of the dwarves who were members of the caravan nodded to him in a friendly manner. This is a very rare respect for the dwarves, who like to dig holes in the veins of ore are as stubborn as ores, and they will easily not open their hearts to any foreigners.

But once they have gained their friendship, as evidenced by the mountains and rocks, it will be more close than you can imagine.

Traditionally, dwarves are not classified as natives of the dark underworld, and as the shop is for, dwarves like to burrow underground along their veins to build a huge, complex, and majestic dwarven kingdom.

They communicate with both surface creatures and underground creatures, but if they were to divide their lineup as strictly as DND worlds, they would probably still be in order.

This racial trait makes them less cruel and unscrupulous than the underground creatures, and they like to enslave the weak.

But as it has been said from the beginning, the owner of this caravan, Teklin Coldiron, is a complete anomaly, a noble dwarf who claims to have the noble blood of the royal branch of the Molten Iron Keep, who has the audacity to enslave the half-blood snake people in the caravan.

The orderly and good intelligent creatures enslave the chaotic and evil intelligent race, and Charlotte always feels that the world is full of infallibility. According to Teklin, because the dwarves are inconvenient to carry goods because of their height, his enslavement of these evil cold-blooded creatures can be regarded as a noble virtue of waste utilization, punishment of evil and promotion of good!

Charlotte and Lolita, who looked like him, gave Teklin the middle finger in tacit agreement for his sophistry, and even the good-natured Vivien felt that the loyal dwarf was more like a sinister and cunning goblin.

Walking in the dark and damp underworld, listening to the sound of cold water dripping from the underground water along the stalactites in the cave, Charlotte looked at the topless, dark-eyed half-blood snake people, and couldn't help but mourn for them for three seconds in her heart.

But I have to say that the appearance of these guys is really enough to challenge the visual limits of human beings. The back is covered with fine, miserable green scales that can faint a dense phobia, and the nostrils on his face are as flat as those of a snake, and it looks like a four-legged snake walking upright.

Truth be told, even the same ugly and sticky giant ground lizards look much cuter than they are.

Now they are passing through a steep and narrow underground cavern, which is said to be a hundred miles long and full of dangers. In some narrow areas, which could only accommodate a lizard cart, the Half-Blood Serpents would have to be driven by the evil Teklin to carry their goods before the carriage would get stuck and the road would become clogged.

The spaciousness of the water city looks good, but Charlotte thinks it's even more dangerous.

It was there that Charlotte met Teklin and helped his caravan drive away a group of underground minotaurs who were barricade.

Fighting the angry red-eyed berserkers, to be honest, even if Charlotte didn't feel strained, she didn't find it an enjoyable experience.

At this moment, Charlotte, who was walking in the caravan, patted a dwarf with a messy beard who was gulping wine into his mouth, and the latter burped, rubbed his eyes, and raised the dirty wine gourd at him.

He probably wanted to show friendship to the rescuers of the caravan, but it was clear that the young man who was gradually moving towards Zasha not only rejected his kindness, but ......

"I just saw Teklin coming. Charlotte pointed behind her without changing her face.

The dwarf, who was only as tall as Charlotte's waist, rolled his mung bean-like eyes in a panic, and he tucked the wine gourd into his bosom, looking like a deformed potato eight months pregnant. Not only that, but he also grabbed a handful of green plants and stuffed them into his mouth, which is a special spice of the underworld, which has an extraordinary effect of spicy and fishy.

Then, with tears streaming down his face, he nodded at Charlotte with gratitude.

"You're a good fellow, mage!"

"Of course, I pride myself on being helpful!"

Charlotte spread her hands, ignoring the drunken dwarf who had been in a mess, and walked towards the vehicle in front of her.

There, two of his apprentices were sitting on the front of the carriage experimenting with newly learned spells, sensing the danger ahead in the manner of a mage.

Perhaps they can't be called only anymore, the apprentices, who are already thirteen years old this year, have truly become intermediate mages in their own right.

With Charlotte's self-created and improved Charlotte Starry Sky Meditation Method, the apprentices' ability to understand and construct magic models has skyrocketed, various resources from the endless reserves of Icewind Castle allow them to carry out their own magic experiments to their heart's content, and the magic theory of the Seven-Ring Archmage and the thousand-year-old legend has saved them many detours.

Compared to Charlotte's time spent in the Endless Corridor relying on a book of Etroac with an IQ of (9), Vivien and Lolita are the real winners in life.

Under such conditions, their abilities have also increased rapidly, and now they have become three-ring level mages.

Yes, they are already intermediate mages who are good enough to take charge on their own.