Chapter Twenty-Three: Let's Be Together......
Teemo made his way into the wild goblin lair alone, and he made his way carefully along the shadows, as he had already infiltrated it once, so this time he was a familiar one.
Before, Teemo didn't dare to go too deep because he was afraid of startling the snake, but only had a rough understanding of the strength and number of wild goblins. This time, Teemo ran straight to where he hadn't gone before.
After a while, Charlotte received a message from Teemo, that Charlotte and his entourage could have a certain amount of psychic communication, but the farther the distance, the more difficult it became.
"I received a message from Teemo, and there are not many Wild Goblin Professionals in it. The old goblin was hiding in the deepest halls, performing some mysterious ritual......"
Charlotte couldn't help but think of the old goblin's strange withered head, and the extremely abnormal mutation. He couldn't help but feel a little stunned in his heart.
"This doesn't look like a serious spellcaster! What happened to this old thing? Now that the army is defeated, it doesn't want to run for its life, but runs to the depths of the cave and lets us catch turtles in the urn? What the hell is it doing? What hole cards does this old goblin have? Thinking of this, Charlotte began to get anxious.
"Comrades, this old thing, facing the iron fist of the people's democratic dictatorship, does not want to kneel and beg for mercy. Still want to fight back? This old thing is greasy! Let's not give it a chance, let's go in now. With that, Charlotte took the lead, and the large army rushed to the cave.
This cave was not dug by the wild goblins, although the wild goblins like to live in caves because they are safer, not because they are good at digging holes.
On the contrary, kobolds are good at digging holes, they love to rob, they love to dig holes, and they love to mine. Their caves are usually also mine caves.
The cave of this Evil Tooth tribe is a natural cave reconstruction, and it is quite spacious, at least the White Deer and the Governor can easily enter.
In this deep natural cave, the wild goblins have dug out a lot of forks and spaces with rudimentary tools. It may be that the population has increased dramatically since then, and the cave can no longer meet the demand for housing. Only then did they build a simple camp outside.
Therefore, this cave has also changed from the front line of combat to the heart of the heart. The traps in the cave have all been removed, which makes it much easier for Charlotte and his party. If the trap still exists, it will be difficult for this team without thieves to move an inch. Traps and traps alone can make them scorched.
Charlotte could see that the forks and secret passages built by the wild goblins were still there. If you fall into a trap ahead, you will be caught off guard by the wild goblins; Behind it, he was unconsciously surrounded by wild goblins in the secret passage.
There are strong enemies in front and pursuers behind them, and there are traps everywhere, and the light is very dim. This is basically the direct reason why many reckless adventuring squads were wiped out at the hands of wild goblins. If you're not a seasoned veteran, you can't just enter the cave of the wild goblins.
Charlotte followed the mark left by Timo, and carefully advanced through the dimly lit cavern. Wild goblins are born with the ability to see in dim environments - dim vision. So they don't need too bright light sources, and a few torches are sparsely arranged, which is enough. This is something that humans can't match.
Charlotte waved her hand to stop the team from moving forward, and said in a low voice, "That's it ahead." The old thing's ritual seems to have reached a critical juncture, and we caught it off guard. ”
After that, he began to assign tasks again. There is no doubt that the governor is the main attacker, and at the same time will attract most of the attention of the old goblins. Bailu lacks effective offensive means but has more than enough self-preservation and is responsible for containment. Hum and Haha are responsible for beating the side drums, and when they have the opportunity, they go up and rub some output.
As for Charlotte herself, being careful not to be seconds is the biggest task. And he has magic missiles and bows and arrows that can deter old goblins from a distance. The biggest effect of the Clay Stone Demon is to open the aura of sluggishness, and Teemo can only be a melon eater......
Charlotte thought about it and didn't put the power blessing on the governor, now the governor's strength is already very high, if he can hit, he can basically end the battle, not missing these 3 points of strength. It's better to add it to Humm, maybe it can have some effect.
"Attack!" The squad rushed in.
In front of everyone's eyes was a very large hall, with a frame at least four meters high. Looking at the uneven rock tops and stone walls, I am afraid that they are naturally formed. In the middle of the hall are several rock pillars that support the empty hall in the belly of the mountain.
"You're finally here. I'm going to make you weird and make you miserable all the time! The old goblin stood on an altar and scolded, the viciousness in his eyes almost pouring out.
However, the goblin elder's mouth cannon was in vain.
Charlotte: "...... What is it talking about? ”
Everyone: Shake your head......
Charlotte would like to have a translator at this time. But even if you can't understand the goblin language, you can know just by looking at your expression that this old guy didn't say anything good. Charlotte didn't bother to talk to it. Direct hard anal!
Charlotte raised his hand to see three magic missiles, but he knew that his magic missiles couldn't hurt the old goblin of the bronze rank.
Charlotte's use of skills is affected not only by the power of the skill itself, but also by his own strength. With his Black Iron Rank strength, there is no way to break the Bronze Tier's magic shield by using a magic missile.
However, use early CD. Anyway, there is magic, and there is a lucky coin.
The old goblin didn't care about Charlotte's magic missile. After being hit by an arrow in its right hand, it had switched to holding a staff in its left hand. It tapped the altar beneath its feet with its staff. The glow of magic shone in the corners and walls of the hall.
"Ding-dong! You are affected by the Circle of Chaos. All stats are reduced a bit. Take 20 chaos magic damage per minute. "The big dictionary gives a hint. The old goblin used a chaotic circle that had been in place for a long time.
The power of this circle is really amazing, all attributes are -1, and there is no duration, as long as you stand in the circle, you will always be affected. 20 damage per minute, which means that ordinary people will die in 5 minutes as long as they stand here. And the scope is very large, this rock hall with an area of nearly 300 square meters is all within the circle area.
"My tribe has been ruined by you, and my master has no sacrifices. It's a bit of a rush, but there's no way around it, just today. You will testify that I am one with my Master...... This rotten body can no longer restrain me! I will live forever! ”
The old goblin has fallen into some kind of abnormal frenzy. Dancing and frenzied.
Charlotte didn't have time for that old thing, she couldn't understand what she said anyway. You have to fight quickly, or you'll be dragged to death.
At this time, Bailu, who had always had high hopes for Xia Luo, finally had a wave of presence. The soft white light on its body skyrocketed, enveloping Charlotte and the others until it reached the edge of the altar.
Charlotte found that her health was no longer dropping, although she couldn't help it. But at least it won't be pressed as hard as it gets.
The old goblin looked at the radiant white deer, and a sneer of disdain appeared on the wrinkled old face.
"Now I will become one with my master, and you will no longer be able to oppose me."
Charlotte saw the old goblin finish his sentence and turned to lift the fur from the altar. Beneath the fur was a cauldron or urn with three legs. It looks like it is made of black iron, and there are reliefs on the rough surface. It was a face of pain and horror.
The urn was filled with tumbling black mud, and occasionally a bunch of hideous tentacles surging in it!
"Master, let's be one!" The old goblin thrust his right hand into the urn!