The darkness of the Dark Crypt is never quiet. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because most of the area has only been crudely surveyed, there are no completely reliable maps of even the indigenous races that have been inhabiting the Underworld for many years.

Tunnels underground often stretch for miles, sometimes swelling into caves thousands of feet wide, and sometimes shrinking so narrow that cavemen find it difficult to squeeze through. The largest cave hall is like a microcosm of the earth's surface, with hills, valleys, underground rivers and lakes. In this three-dimensional environment, most races can use the roof and walls of caves to move freely through them with natural or magical flights, levitation, or mounts that walk on the walls, such as giant spiders and certain species of lizards.

As the only city established by an exiled wizard on the surface in the underworld, Elysium's location is kept in the darkest secrets. Rock formations full of exotic metals can be insulated from malicious detections from the outside world, and coupled with the dark creatures, puppet creatures, and underground natives that are widely spread in dark and deep caverns and tunnels, it is extremely difficult for outsiders to find the only path to Elysium through the countless winding dark tunnels without the guidance of the residents of Elysium.

It is also said that the powerful second-order fallen wizard of Elysium has set up a huge illusion witch circle outside the city, which can erase the traces of Elysium's existence from the deepest part of the tunnel. In this way, even if an enemy does break into here, then he will not be able to find the location of Elysium even if he walks through all the underground passages.

Elysium, Cat's Ear Tavern.

When the huge flame stones hanging high above the cave began to extinguish one after another, the night of the underworld began.

For the fallen wizards who live underground, without a clear distinction between day and night, without a reference for the passage of time, their lives will become chaotic and difficult to arrange everything in a regular manner. Therefore, continuing some of the habits on the surface, the powerful and multi-means wizards mined a large number of flame stones from the depths of the earth, and then used the witch array to control them to appear and extinguish regularly according to the time laws of the surface.

Using this method, Elysium gathered a large number of desperate wizard apprentices, and made them desperate to become the first residents here.

When night falls, the streets of Elysium are lit with torches and bonfires, and the doors of the Cat's Ear Tavern are lit with dim butter lamps.

Pushing open the old, filthy half-door, Langdon walked into the tavern with a calm face. As soon as he entered the door, the noise and excitement made him frown.

It's about 7 p.m. in Elysium, but the tavern is already crowded with drunkards of all shapes. As far as the eye can see, the famous races in the underground can basically find one or two representatives here, of course, only at the lower level.

It is impossible for some low-level creatures such as dreadclaw monsters and petrified lizards to be residents of Elysium, but most of them are subhumans or intelligent races with humanoid appearances. For example, lizardmen, gnolls, underground gnomes, psychic trappers, nezumi, ......

Watching a group of large rats that looked like they were walking upright in front of him, and looking at the ugly faces with their hair, Langdon's heart was not to mention how tired he was. After all, he was a pure human being.

Of course, ordinary humans can't survive in Elysium, where the demons are roaming around, but Langdon is undaunted, and can even kick the nezumi who is in his way. And the reason why he was able to do all this was only because he was a wizard apprentice, a quasi-wizard.

In Elysium, aside from the wizards who rarely show up, a quasi-witch-level depraved apprentice like him is the number one person in the city. Everywhere you go, there will be countless underground natives who take the initiative to flatter and get out of the way.

A light blue apprentice's robe was decorated with mysterious golden runes, and as he walked, as the rune energy faded, it added a bit of fantasy and mystery to it. The handsome posture and elegant and calm demeanor all give Langdon a completely unique and noble temperament. It's a pity that he used to be elegant and now his face is so gloomy that he can almost squeeze out the ink.

Kicking the nezumi in his way, completely ignoring the squeaky protests, Langdon strode over to the counter, slapping the thick countertop and roaring loudly.

"Give me a bottle of spirited wine!"

The hustle and bustle of the tavern fell silent in an instant.

Old John, who was wiping his glass at the counter, rolled his eyelids, muttered a few words, and with a touch of his carrot-thick hand, he took out a bottle of wine from under the counter and pushed it down the smooth countertop.

Uncorked the bottle, the hot smell began to ripple in the crowded tavern, countless hairy faces sniffed violently, and the shiny saliva began to flow uncontrollably.

Langdon, who had rarely drown, gasped, stared at his bloodshot pupils, raised his neck and poured in a few gulps. The spicy and fiery smell of wine instantly rushed into his internal organs, making him can't help but lean over and cough loudly.

Splashes of wine flew in the air.

He coughed up most of the liquor he had drunk.

The rats, clad in shabby cloth and tiptoeing to imitate human walking, immediately swarmed up and crouched on the ground, sticking out their big wet tongues and frantically licking the wine stains from the stone floor. Don't look at the people they usually pretend to be, but once they encounter this kind of benefit of not wanting money, they will immediately discard their disguised appearance, once again exposing their nature as low-level intelligent creatures.

Elysium is too strictly managed, and only intelligent beings can become inhabitants of it, and they must have a humanoid appearance. In order to be able to mix identities here, many nezumi, gnolls, and lizardmen can only wear dirty cloth heads that have been rummaged through from the garbage heap, stand up, and take crooked and strange steps, dressing themselves up as a subhuman.

In this small city ruled by fallen wizards, they have no means or means of making a living, and they have to fill their bellies by examining the garbage discarded by the wizards. Of course, if they make a living in the dark like petty theft, they can make their lives more comfortable.

Seeing the ugly nezumi in front of him even beating and biting for a bit of his own vomit, Langdon gritted his teeth and wanted to kill them all with the acid swamp technique.

He was a noble apprentice who had reached the quasi-witch level, and he had been reduced to the company of such a group of demons and monsters all day long! An unspeakable sadness and resentment made it difficult for him to relieve the anger in his chest, Langdon raised his neck and drank the remaining fiery wine, threw out a magic crystal and staggered out of the tavern.

"What's wrong with this Lord Langdon? It's the first time I've seen this unusual appearance?" In the dark corner, two dark shadows whispered.

"Why, you don't know yet?" one of the shadows whispered, "His other half heard something was wrong. ”

"Demon Vine Girl?" another dark shadow suddenly exclaimed, "You said something happened to the Demon Vine Girl?"

"Silence silence...... The first shadow wandered around in horror, and when he saw that no one noticed them, he whispered, "You have just returned from the west, and you don't know the situation." The east side has been very lively these days, and I heard that several quasi-witches are fighting there, and even the tunnel has collapsed several floors. ”

"You just said that the Devil Vine Girl died, and in whose hands did she die?"

"Who else? At the hands of those bastards on the surface, of course. I heard that the surface wizards have nothing to do when they are full, so they sent a group of apprentices here to steal our resources. The Devil Vine Girl died at the hands of this group of newcomers. It is said that ......" The dark shadow looked around and quietly lowered his voice: "It is said that she died at the hands of a junior apprentice named Grim......!

Before the dark shadow could finish speaking, a loud sound like the sky cracking down drowned out its voice. The stone wall on their side was suddenly pierced by a terrifying fist, and a large hole exploded.

A huge figure more than 3 meters tall broke straight in, one in each hand, and forcibly picked up the two guys who were hiding in the dark shadow and whispering.

The roaring fire in the room illuminated the figures of two black shadows, two gnolls.

"Damn inferior creatures, just because you have the right to talk about my Langdon in secret?I hate to hear the name Grim, who dares to pronounce it again, this is what will happen to it!"

With the angry roar of the tall human figure, the power of blue ice and snow converged in his palms, and in a single breath, the two gnolls were frozen into humanoid ice sculptures. Then, with the hard thrust of the tall figure, the ice sculpture suddenly shattered on the floor in the center of the tavern, shattering into ice slag along with the flesh inside.

"You damn scum, you're all fine for me. I don't want anyone to mention that damn name again!If anyone can't remember that, I, Langdon, will remind it of it with death!" would-be Witch Langdon, a terrifying giant, roared angrily.

"Grim, you damn bastard, I'll be waiting for you in the darkness underground......"

…………

Ignorant of everything that was happening in the underworld beyond, Grim had been busy these days.

He had finished reading the books he had brought from the swamp tower, and all that was left was the protracted accumulation of witchcraft knowledge and the analysis of witchcraft models.

For the first defensive sorcery he was about to harvest, Grim was a hundred times more enthusiastic.

Fire shield, this was the first defensive sorcery he had chosen for himself. But in order to get it, Grim must first integrate four or five basic subjects of witchcraft and a great deal of knowledge of witchcraft. From "The Characteristics of Fire Elemental Particles" to "The Regular Arrangement of Elemental Energy", from "The Role of Spiritual Elements in Witchcraft" to "Hundred Questions on the Shaping of Fire Shields......

There are dozens of kinds of witchcraft knowledge and techniques that need to be mastered by Grim in advance. Although he has the assistance of chips, it is still a very difficult thing to understand and master them one by one.

However, based on the calculations and calculations of the chip, Grim was pleased to learn that he was able to pocket this flame shield before his next trip to the underground.

This is really good news that makes him extremely excited!