What the devil hides, may be good, but it's definitely dangerous. The bronze secret door that was revealed after removing the Ice Demon's throne and removing the carpet was never touched by Feige.

Just looking at it makes sense that there is a problem. The door is unevenly engraved with intricate patterns of clouds, and fierce eyes, sinister smiles, twisted tentacles, and blood-dripping claws loom in the clouds, as if there are countless demons hiding in them. The fine workmanship of the bronze door fully shows how much the owner attaches importance to it. Feige also took it seriously, casting a detection spell on it, and was surprised to find that it had no mana to react.

"Shouldn't it be! Isn't there a trap?" Feige repeatedly detected, but the result was still the same. He didn't believe in this result, "Mana fluctuations are like hellish breaths that can be hidden, so no feedback doesn't mean there is no danger." ”

Fitch believed that the trap had been concealed by some clever trick, so he studied it carefully and patiently for two hours, using more than a dozen different runes and spells, but still received no feedback. "Well, I admit that my level is not enough, then now there is only one way left to open the door, and that is to open it. ”

In the spirit of caution, Feige would never open the door with his own hands, and he was not so evil as to let the bad or barbed demon outside do it for him - this was actually the easiest way to do it. Use the air elemental rope to suck one end onto the door, hook the other end to the pillar of the tent, and then use mana to pull. After a creaking sound, the bronze door on the ground was pulled open, revealing the ramp below, and nothing happened.

"No traps?" Feige clutched his forehead, feeling like a fool. Such a beautiful bronze door is purely decorative, and does not use any rune spells?Hiding runes in intricate lines is not only easy to use, but also not very cumbersome in crafting, Feige can hardly imagine not using this method when protecting his property. He immediately lowered his evaluation of what was placed below, and estimated that it would not be a valuable treasure.

As he was about to go down, Feige suddenly felt that this scene was somewhat familiar. In some of the games he had cracked before, there were monsters hidden in the corners of the corners of the corners of the corners, and when the player walked over, a knife suddenly appeared, and even if he couldn't kill him, he could scare the person to death, wouldn't there be the same thing here?

So Feige picked up the tables, chairs, benches, and some models of siege weapons in the tent, and threw them down. Suddenly, countless bolts flew across the pit, buzzing like raindrops of a torrential rain, and in an instant the slope of the passage was filled with a dense network of crossbow arrows—the pointed ends—all of which were stuck in the stones. The furniture and models he had just thrown down were all shattered to pieces, and Feige had no other thoughts in mind than to rejoice.

"It's a habit to use spells to solve problems, and as a result, you think that everyone else will use spells to solve problems, which is not okay. Feiqi noticed his blind spot, then took a closer look at the terrible crossbow array, and decided to be ruthless, calling two bad demons from the outside.

"Go down!" Feige kicked them down, making sure there were no other mechanisms, and then followed.

The former commander dug a small storeroom under his tent, about the size of half a basketball court, surrounded by three tiers of shelves, with a low square platform in the center. The tools and materials that were previously reissued by the PF District Legion are stacked here, and they are covered with shelves and square tables in different categories. The two demons, who were still trembling when they were kicked down, were now bold in front of these objects, both stuffing things into their mouths while Feige was not looking. The Bad Devils themselves have no need to eat, their mouths are weapons, their stomachs are pockets used to hide things, and their greed bursts out at this time, deciding to take advantage of Feiqi's still not coming down, and even assume that Feiqi has not noticed them, and hurry up to take some benefits for themselves.

Every bad demon is not a good thing in life, even if it is dead, it is pressed, and the previous memories have disappeared, but it is still not a good thing. It is very difficult for the bad demon to advance, he has no strength himself, and it is easy to lose his life because of greed. There were two more corpses of bad demons in the small storeroom, their shells turned into mud, and the gems and spirit coins in their stomachs were reexposed. Fei Qi put away the pit sword, and instead of picking up the spirit coins and gems, he looked at the contents on the shelves and square platforms.

The devil went to great lengths to build a heavy trebuchet, and the material used was not ordinary bronze, but a mana alloy that was turned into by adding elemental gems. In addition, there is the most consumed catapult, which is not a bulky toy that smashes people with weight, but a weapon with a range of effects of various elements, and the materials needed are also here.

The profits from the battle belonged to the entire siege camp, and what was placed in the underground storehouse became the former commander's. By buying and selling these things, a full two thousand spirit coins were placed in two small space bags, and there were five wooden barrels with lids next to them, which were full of soul larvae. The other currency of hell, gold, can be beautiful enough when it accumulates to a thousand, even if it is minted in strips of varying sizes that appear to be somewhat crudely made.

For the space bag, the weight of these gold is too great to fit into it at all, and only the spirit coins are portable. Feige smelled the devil's breath from the space bag on the shelf, so he just took out the spirit coin and put it into the space bag given to him by the mysterious mage Lynch. Lynch's space bag was obviously more efficient, and there was still a small leather bag full of two devils, so Feige filled it with a lot of elemental gems.

Elemental gems are gems with elemental powers that have been cultivated over a long period of time in elemental enrichment environments, and can provide elemental properties when crafting spell items. The elemental plane is the most standard "enrichment environment", so someone specially transports the gems into it, and after it is edified, it is taken out and sold for money. Production activities that can cross worlds have a fair value across worlds, and the devil also needs elemental gems, but will not use them as currency.

There are still many precious materials left, some of which don't look like they are needed to make siege weapons, and are probably bartered. Feige knew that these things were valuable, but they also meant trouble. The previous leader of the camp was the Ice Demon, who was already a high-level devil. In terms of combat effectiveness, although Feige has the confidence to fight, he also has to admit that the ice demon is not weaker than himself. Such a guy actually died in the camp in a battle "for no reason", and it would be abnormal if there was no conspiracy among them!

"Every devil has his own chain of allegiance, and they are just a job in the camp. While battlefield duty is important, it still gives way to the chain of allegiance. So this camp should be full of the eyes of other high-level devils......" Fei Qi thought about it, it was impossible for him to swallow so much wealth by himself, especially the end of greed was just around the corner - how those two bad demons were hacked to death by himself, he knew it well.

"Anyway, it's not my own thing, and I don't have anything to be reluctant to, and my purpose is not to get promoted and get rich among the devils. Except for things related to advancement, nothing else is important. With this in mind, Feige returned to the camp and immediately summoned the commanders.

The three Barb Demon Captains joined forces, and the fire dwarf Kazmuk ran back again with inexplicable nervousness and doubt, and they all saw the door that was still open.

"It took a long time to finally get it open. Inside is the warehouse left over from the previous office, and it is full of good things. Feiqi's hand had been on the hilt of the Pit Sword, and the three barbed demons had not yet been in his eyes, and the Fire Dwarf was not the kind of person who was "impulsive", and he was not worried about his return to the fortune - especially since Feiqi had already put two thousand spirit coins in his pocket in advance. "Although it is very valuable, these things are frozen (the devil is not afraid of fire, so it is not hot), and we have to find a way to deal with it. Don't think it's all divided, unless you can tell me exactly how the former commander died. ”

"All we saw was a swarm of insects flying in the sky that suddenly appeared and enveloped the Ice Demon, a spider-like monster hiding in the swarm, and then it died. A barb demon captain said.

"Stupid, that's not what the leader asked. Another captain said: "The former commander died very suddenly, maybe it had something to do with these things. My lord, what do you think we should do about it? Uh, can you ask how many things are down there?"

"Hmph!" Feige glared at it, then said, "Part of it is used to fill the deficit before the camp and some is left in the big warehouse, you can check how many Kazmuks there are - but it doesn't matter." The important thing is that you have to buy peace with all these things, and don't suddenly have a more powerful monster, we don't know where it came from!, understand?"

"Got it. The barbs nodded vigorously. "My lord, we just don't know who the big devil is behind you?

"You mean my master is going to hurt me? Oh, you're worried about yourselves - in that case, count it in. "Feiqi's superior is still himself, but it never hurts to pretend. "Calculate the deficit more, it seems that all our 'income' goes into the warehouse, and the rest is to make up for the mistakes, in short, it seems that we are all thinking about the legion, even if we have something in our hands, it will definitely not attract the attention of others. Get things done first, and the rest ...... Got it?"

"Understood. The captains nodded, their fingers already twitching.

"Whoever runs away steals everything, so I wish any of you would be so stupid. From now on, the four of you are in charge of the stolen goods, and at least one person must always be left to guard them. I'm going to go out now, and you can see what happens here. ”

"My lord!" Kazmuk said suddenly, "My lord, there will be a lot of things to count and calculate the value of things in the future, I can't do it alone, can I get the people from the artisan camp to help?" they are all slaves with a contract, and they dare not escape, and if they escape, they cannot hide. ”

"Yes. Feige looked at the fire dwarf with a smirk. This guy is really familiar with the devil's style, and he called people from the craftsman's camp mainly to protect himself from being killed by the three barbed demon captains. If the Barb Demon divides things up and flees the camp, that is the most difficult situation to deal with. "You three can call the Bad Devil to help, but they can't add up to more than the people from the Artisan Camp. Hmph, put away your thoughts, and don't be like the devil who is always messing around. I will kill you without difficulty. In hell, men can always be found. Okay, I'll wait for you to call someone. ”

Eventually, Fitch's tent was filled with people inside and out, and everyone once again formed a balance of constraints, so Fitch was able to get out. During the period of inventory of the warehouse processing relationship, at least the people in the siege equipment camp will not pay attention to themselves. Carrying the two thousand spirit coins of the previous commander, he flew all the way to the Styx, and quickly found his destination according to the map given by Kazmuk.

A stone trestle, with only half of a bronze boat tied to a pillar by the river, beside which there was a tattered little tent for a single man, and this was it. The little tent was never empty, and there was only a bronze plaque hanging from a bronze stake that read, "Styx Shipping, from Ten Spirits - We always act with respect and according to the rules of the land".

Beneath the bronze stake is an old stone bowl that looks very ordinary, but the spirit coins placed into it will be collected by the Styx Shipping. However, it would be wrong to put money directly into it, first of all, you must reverse the hanging sign and wait for a new word to appear on it.

As a curious baby, Feige certainly wants to check out what's here. The tents, the stakes, the signs, and the bridge all used some kind of spell, a system of spells that Feige had never seen before, at least with runes that Feige didn't know about. The fluctuations of the spell are very strange, at first glance it looks very simple, but when you think about it carefully, it gives people a profound feeling, but if you continue to experience it, it will return to simplicity. Feige analyzed it for a while, and could barely make out that there was a teleportation spell inside, and the rest was impossible to guess.

"This is hell, and I guess these spells have to be adopted by the locals, which makes it possible for me to distinguish them. Forget it, you can't expect to know all the spells in this world, right?" Feige turned the sign upside down and waited for two minutes, the smooth bronze card slowly showing a line of hellish words with a green rust stain: no friends, no enemies, just business.

Ten spirit coins were placed in the bowl, and the kung fu spirit coins disappeared in the blink of an eye, and half a gold coin popped out of it. Gold coins are cut, and the rips are very intricately jagged. The pattern is also quirky, with a C-shaped snake on both sides and fronts.

At the same time, there are more rusty words on the bronze plaque: The target receptionist is traveling two distances from you and is rushing to you, and is expected to arrive in twenty-five minutes, please be patient.

"It feels...... It's so familiar!" Feige sat outside the tent, watching the Styx and the countdown, passing the twenty minutes. At this moment, a thick fog suddenly appeared on the surface of the River Styx, and the fog neither spread nor moved, and it was barely possible to see a tunnel mouth in the fog that was covered with the night starry sky. Then a catamaran wooden rowing boat emerges from the fog, and the boatman is a Styx ferryman.

Styx ferrymen are always dressed in gray or black robes, with skeletal hands peeking out from under their robes, clutching mottled and old oars. It has no face, and underneath its hood is absolutely black, absorbing all light like a black hole. There are many legends about the Styx Ferryman, and Feige feels like he's in the middle of one.

The ferryman's boat was full of holes, but not a single drop of Styx water seeped into the hull, a characteristic that was their trademark. The broken timber boat stopped beside the pier, and the ferryman picked up half a gold coin with his skeletal hand. Feige stepped forward and used his own half to fit it tightly. He also saw the full pattern above: two snakes biting each other's tails, spinning in a blank world. Accompanied by the spinning twin snakes, the two pieces were recombined into a complete gold coin, and the Styx ferryman nodded, put away the gold coin and pointed to the cabin: "Please get on board, welcome to Styx shipping." ”