Chapter 23: The Castle

I don't know where, the sunlight pouring in from the gap makes the gloomy castle in the distance look a little bright, but these alone can't dispel the gloom and ominousness that have accumulated after hundreds of thousands of years. The Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info cascades built around a bright staircase in the center of the castle, and you have to confirm for yourself where it leads.

This is such a place, but to Bishop Jon very excited, this is the main wealth burial place of the Salaam Underground Palace, in fact, there is no need to say it, Lorraine also knows that it will be this, in the arcane vision, the ancient castle in the distance contains a very bright magical light, and the little goblin who explores the path also shares his vision - the piles of gold and ancient ruins in the treasury make Lorraine so fascinated that he doubts whether his space bag can be contained.

Unfortunately, what they didn't know was that thousands of years of tranquility had long been broken, and the minions of the evil gods and the unknown so-called Sacred Relics Excavation Association were working intensively in the depths of the ancient castle.

The mess these bastards have stabbed in El Carloon is really admirable, and although the unfortunate ally Rogers, the King of the North Sea, was unfortunately trampled to death by the Titans, so that the most valuable evidence of the Overlord of the Seven Seas was looted by Lorraine, their goal was achieved, which was to send the beacon into subspace.

Now they've hit the big catacombs near Transvania again, apparently intending to do the same thing, like activate the fiery crystals in front of them. As they watched their subordinates busy working, the two leaders silently watched all this, "Lund, are you sure that your friends from the Excavation Guild can stop those adventurers?" I got the news from the report of the undead, and there are old rivals, Lieutenant Colonel Lorraine, and the bishops and paladins of the Cult of the Gods. “

"Thors, don't worry about them, although the strength of those ground rats is a little lower, but there are a lot of weapons hoarded here, plus we have got so many cannon fodder undead, we can definitely destroy the enemy, everything is God."

"All for the sake of God, hoping to successfully complete the mission here, I am almost annoyed by the guerrillas on the ground."

While the two cult leaders were chatting, their allies still had ...... The allies of the allies are also preparing for battle, what kind of underground adventurer battles you can think of?

Gorgeous magic shines in the hands of the archmage......

The mighty dragon knight pours out the flames with the help of his companions......

With such a strong strength, it was really easy to crush a team of more than a hundred people outside the city, even they themselves thought so, and being able to slaughter more than enough enemies after a long hard work was a good outlet for the increasingly stressed staff - except for a certain dragon knight named Reinhardt who was very worried about himself.

As a former Norman dragoon Praetorian Guard who lost his identity as a dragon knight, he can be said to be unlucky to a certain extent, and he did a better job of attacking Transylvania in the early stage, and was chased and killed by the Lieutenant Colonel Lorraine outside the city, and finally escaped, and was kidnapped by a cult and had to help command and train their employees.

Lorraine and the others rested for about eight hours before slowly coming to the outskirts of the castle, during which time Reinhardt spent a lot of energy just to prepare the dragon for attack, and it was really miserable to deal with the endless troubles of the fools around him.

When he finally waited for the arrival of the enemy, he ordered the Wyvern to attack......

Under the control of the knight, the huge flying dragon rushed out of the attack platform with great might, and played a fancy maneuver flight in the wide underground space, sometimes diving, sometimes barrel rolling, fully exerting its own high mobility advantages, the rookies of the adventure team were frightened to the point that their faces were white, and the mages were fully armed and ready to attack, but they didn't have time to aim, as for the bishop and the holy warriors, there was no room to give full play to their abilities at this time, at most to appease the people around them.

After about five minutes, the dragon was still playing all kinds of tricks, and Reinhardt finally sensed that something was wrong, and took out the pigeon communicator and shouted, "Bastard, what the hell are you doing!" ”

"Ahhhh Wyvern is out of control!! Help ......"

The dragon knight's screams stunned the commander, and then, in the midst of the stunned crowd, the wyvern and its knight swooped down one last time and smashed directly thirty meters away from the adventurer - and then they heard the female paladin command, and the adventurers raised their muskets......

"Is there such a stupid idiot!"

"Lord Reinhardt! Now what? ”

The dramatic death of these unprofessional fighters made them a little panicked, after all, they were all researchers more than ten days ago...... Looking at the dull gaze of the tanned non-commissioned officer, he really couldn't arouse his interest in scolding.

"What are you waiting for! The first attack became like this, hurry up and prepare for defense, and why did the dragon faint on its own? ”

"Well, it's probably because of taking the dragon man potion and energy powder...... I was about to attack, and the dragon knight felt that he needed to get excited to fight wildly. ”

"Even so, it'......"

"Sir, maybe it's the supply problem." A sweaty fat man leader ran over, and there were a few soldiers holding jars behind him, "You see, these energy powders bought back are real except for the top one, and the bottom is all moldy, and it is strange to eat it without poisoning, and the so-called dragon man potion, which is simply an expired madness potion, and it looks like a dragon barbarian potion. ”

"Damn it, who's responsible for buying these!"

"It seems to be you, you see there is also the trademark of the three-headed deer here......"

Well, it can only be said that he can't live by himself, Reinhardt, who doesn't have much money, bows his head for money, only he and the quartermaster understand how much money is used to buy supplies, but people are not for themselves, and it may not be unreasonable to be punished by heaven and earth, at least the return of tens of thousands of gold coins in his pocket is the last word.

The next battle was even more unexpected by the soldiers, the guns in their hands exploded from time to time, and the heavy bulletproof armor was only beaten for two rounds and the platoon of guns became a colander, and of course the unlucky eggs in it had no way to live.

All kinds of magic traps in the way are constantly activated, but except for some lighting effects, by the way, the adventurers are startled, but they are not lethal, which is really a headache.

The problem is that these arms are all purchased together, and the third-rate soldiers are of course equipped with third-rate weapons, which look like the high-level equipment of elite soldiers, and they are simply like goods, the spear just poked the earth element and broke, and the bayonet fought with the opponent a few times, and the spear and knife were broken into several pieces.

Even the most reliable undead are not of much use, zombies and ghouls rush over and are directly eliminated by the bishop in a round, and the mid-level undead such as the black knight or Poda corpse who occasionally resist can't withstand the fire of the gun, even if there is really a strong character approaching, it will be pushed out by those hateful earth elements and then - boom, explode into the sky.

It is very difficult for so-called honest officials to appear in the world, especially in the absence of supervision, riot organizations and cults are also all kinds of chaotic, rotten bastards, while oppressing the people and opposing the government, but also frantically digging into the walls inside, not too many actions to enrich their own pockets, no matter which organization, such bastards are always a lot of and difficult to eliminate.

By the time the two cultist leaders noticed that something was wrong, Lorraine and the adventurers had already killed from the bottom to the core, and all the waste wood of the Cultural Relics Excavation Association was scattered, and even Reinhardt, the unlucky dragon knight, was nowhere to be found, and if the body was not found, it was estimated that he would have run away long ago.

What awaits them now is the decisive battle of the Great Adventure.