Many people are keen to believe that the underworld is entirely where the dead live.

But that's only half true.

At first, there was no life in the underworld, but for a long time afterward, there were creatures that would accidentally teleport here from various planes.

Although the underworld is not very suitable for life to survive, life is a very tenacious thing, and most of the time, they will struggle to survive.

As time went on, more and more life gradually took on the underworld, and they gathered together to fight hard to survive.

Over time, they took root here, and gradually formed cities and countries.

Thornred is the owner of the 'Cider' caravan and the leader and protector of the caravan.

As a LV11 level fighter, he has extremely strong combat power, as well as ...... Nice IQ and EQ.

This is due to the fact that he received a good family education since he was a child, and he is literate and literate.

Many people think that it doesn't matter if a soldier is illiterate or not, but his father doesn't think so, and while teaching him warrior skills, he will also strictly require him to learn words and read more.

This education worked, and although his growth was slower than that of other contemporaries in the early stages, his growth accelerated after the elite rank.

Sometimes just reading a book and understanding something can make your warrior more capable.

So now he can become a master warrior in his early 30s.

If you read more of this book and go from place to place, your experience will be stronger.

So when he saw that there were five people blocking the road, and the temperament of these five people was very unique, his first reaction was not to resist, nor to run away, but to raise his hands directly.

He had a strong feeling that he couldn't escape.

"Friends in front, please let us go." Thornred, who raised his hands, said in a melancholy tone: "You can take all the goods, but please don't hurt any of us." ”

F6 Everyone looked at each other, they just wanted to ask for information, there was no need to be scared like this.

In the end, it was Shuk who stepped forward, and his ridiculously high charm was used in communication, and he was invincible.

"We don't mean to hurt you." Shuk smiled gently, "We just wanted to ask you for some information. ”

Because the five of them all have Roland's 'unhindered communication' on them, there is no problem in communicating with each other.

Shuke's smile, full of sunshine and a sense of justice, is extremely charming and infectious.

Seeing the paladin smile like this, Thornred breathed a sigh of relief, he lowered his hands and said, "Your Excellency, please ask, as long as I know, even if my wife has a few black moles, I will tell you." ”

"It's probably a bit too much to ask." Shuke pointed to the side: "So can we go to the side and talk about it slowly." ”

"Okay, no problem." Thornred smiled.

In fact, for caravanserais, time is money.

And now it is very close to the city, as long as the goods are sent in, it is a large amount of input.

Staying in the wilderness greatly increases the danger, after all, there are many robbers and robbers outside the wilderness.

It's just that the situation is stronger than people now, and when talking to these five people, Thornred found that each of these people is a master.

And they have a very strange smell on them.

It's not body odor, it's temperament and a feeling.

They don't look like people from the underworld.

Could it be a strong man who has just fallen from another plane?

Although this is the first time he has seen such a thing, he has never heard of it since he was a child. After all, all the lives in the entire underworld are 'drifting' from other planes, including their ancestors.

Thornred put the caravan behind him on standby, so he asked the escort to stay still, and then he stepped aside, and was about to wait for the five to speak, when he saw a man dressed as a mage, flicking his fingers a few times.

The square rock buildings were erected from the ground and soon became a small shelter.

His face became very strange, and after Roland and the others entered the small rock house, he looked inside the rock house, knocked on the wall, and finally couldn't help asking: "Your Excellency this mage, you shouldn't be a resident of our underworld, could it be that the spells of the main plane have evolved to such a point?" Silent chanting, and additional spell slots for this non-combat-related technology. ”

A beam of flame formed in the clearing, exuding warmth, the temperature in the underworld was low, only about five or six degrees, and there was a strange chill in the air, even if Roland and the others were professionals, they felt uncomfortable staying in this place for a long time.

Such a magical flame provides warmth, which can make people feel much more comfortable.

Roland sat on the ground, the rocky ground had just formed and was fairly clean, and he looked up and replied, "I don't need a spell bar, fossils into mud are not very advanced spells. Could it be that the level of magic in the underworld is not too high? ”

"There is no inheritance, I heard that there are no pure mages, only warlocks and priests." Thornred also sat down and said with a wry smile: "After all, the latter two don't need to be learned, either by bloodline magic, or by divine gifts. ”

I see.

Roland's answer was a bit surprising, but it also made sense.

Originally, magic is something that requires a group of people to work together to produce results, and it needs to have a record of connecting the past and the future.

But this place in the underworld ...... The people who came over were all drifters, if they were powerful mages who could return to the main plane by themselves with remote teleportation, the remaining third-rate mages who didn't understand space magic would be good to be able to survive in this world, not to mention what to leave a legacy.

These are the things that Roland and the others want to ask.

About the survival skills of the underworld, customs and human feelings, etc., all need to be clear.

After all, this task is not something that can be completed in a short period of time.

I asked for some information about the city ahead, and the other party knew everything.

After also asking some local knowledge, Roland asked, "I don't know Your Excellency Thornred, have you ever heard of the person of the True Ancestor of the Blood Clan?" ”

"Nope." After thinking for a while, Thornred said, "I don't remember hearing of this name. ”

"I'm sorry for you." Knowing everything he wanted to know, Roland took out a gold coin from his system backpack: "This is our second intention to delay your time." ”

"No, no, no, please don't."

Thornred waved his hand again and again, he didn't dare to ask for this gold coin, what if he received the other party's face suddenly changed.

Roland couldn't help but stuff the gold coin into the other party's hand, beckoned, and the five of them left.

Thornred had been watching the backs of Roland and the others disappear behind Portree City in front of him, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The more he spent time with these five people, the more scared he felt.

Then he looked at the gold coin in his hand and became happy.

There is a shortage of gold in the underworld, so the price of gold coins is actually quite high.

And the netizens who were watching the live broadcast were also impressed.

Just ask a few words, it's more than 10,000 yuan, such a good benefit, why can't I meet it. ’

"Brother, didn't you see what that Thornred looked like just now, just the F6 people robbed and tore the tickets." It is estimated that even my life has been scared for a few years, and I don't want to make such money. ’

I'm not afraid of a short life, I'm afraid of having no money. ’

No matter how rich you are, you can't buy your life. ’

'What's the use of dying without money, starving every day?' ’

'What's the noise, Roland has entered Swana City, can he watch the play quietly?' ’

The barrage immediately became much thinner.

Roland and the others entered the city in front of them, the city of Portree.

As they had seen in the vision, the city was a mix of races, all races, and quite harmonious.

When Shuck came in, he leaned over to Roland and said, "I don't feel it, many people are secretly observing us." ”

"This is normal, after all, we are outsiders, and our dress and temperament do not look like people here."

Roland's observations are quite subtle and correct.

Since the clothes on the five people are in the style of Hollevon, the people here feel very fresh when they look at their clothes.

Can't help but take a few more looks.

Roland and the others found that all the layout of the city was the same as what they saw in the illusion.

Eventually, they even found the small hotel where they were staying in the Illusion.

After paying the room fee, the five gathered in Shuk's house.

"We're still in the illusion." Shu Ke felt a headache: "Why is that illusion of the soul envoy exactly the same as what we see now?" ”

Li Lin wanted to prick his hand again.

But at this time, Roland spoke: "It shouldn't be an illusion, because what I see in my main vision now is the same as that teleported by the magic spider." ”

"That's great." Shu Ke breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that the black soul envoy has indeed done a great favor." At least it helped us get to know the environment and landmarks. ”

"Now we're going to gather information again." Roland smiled, "Hopefully we can find something useful this time." ”

The five dispersed and left the hotel.

Roland goes to the tavern he saw in the illusion again and asks for information.

This tavern really exists, and even the owner is the last time he saw it.

Roland asks about rumors about the vampire ancestors or their focus, and if anyone confesses or finds out, he will immediately kill them and investigate.

As a result, by the evening, no important clues or information were asked from the drinkers.

This is different from the time when you were succumbed to the illusion.

Returning to the hotel from the tavern, Roland found that several of his friends had already returned early.

The five of them were in Shuke's room, and they all showed up today's harvest.

Snacks all over the floor.

Roland felt a little headache: "I said it all, intelligence is the main thing, how can you buy so many miscellaneous things." ”

Anything in the main plane is precious in the underworld.

And it's worth the money.

Just as Shuck was about to answer the reason, there was a knock on their door.

Roland made a silent gesture at the four of them, and then opened his mouth.

Outside the door stood two soldiers-like men, one a green-skinned orc and the other an elf.

They stared at Roland: "Are you wandering from the outside world?" ”

"Sort of."

"Come with us, then."