Chapter 350: The Combination of the Gatekeepers (Page 1/1)

Brienne's words seemed to open the door to a new world for the young Fitandila, who was now the lord of a city with tens of thousands of lives in her hands, and her performance after taking over was quite good, but seeing this kind of thing has nothing to do with ability and talent, only experience it firsthand.

This was only the first time that Fitandila had left the "Frontier Prince's Territory", and after listening to the introduction of her companions, she realized that she actually didn't know much about this cold and cruel world.

Before she could digest the astonishing news, she saw Brienne stretch out her palm and press it lightly against the wall in front of her, chanting a strange series of incantations in her mouth, obscure, but as if it contained some mysterious and mysterious power.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, the wind of magic in the air fluctuated violently, and the visible air currents converged like a whirlpool towards the place where the blonde mercenary touched, and then the entire wall was like a stone being thrown on the surface of a calm lake, causing a ripple of water.

After a few seconds, when the turbulent air currents and transparent ripples had dissipated, they were greeted by a winding but bright stone staircase, with no end in sight, but the only certainty was that the staircase did not lead up to the top of the spire, but to the bottomless underground.

"Let's go, I just read the ancient Elven language, which means...... You don't understand it, anyway, it's a spell that activates this magical space. ”

Before Fitandila could react, Brienne took the lead up the stairs and into the depths of the earth.

Back then, it took her a lot of effort to complete the task of opening the door to this ruin, and then it took two days to memorize this spell, so she was extremely impressed, but now she has the characteristic "Tongue Lotus" after crossing over, and she can come directly with her mouth.

As mentioned before, the ruins of the Three Towers themselves are an abandoned relic of the elves, but its real special place is not on the ground, but beneath the surface.

Under this ruin, there is a very large magical space hidden, which should be left by the former owner here, and I don't know when, which explorer discovered the mystery and activated the road to this magical space through an elven spell, and then I don't know how many years of development it has gradually become what it is now, a gathering place of alien creatures and heretics.

The two of them had walked a few steps down the stairs when they saw the end of the road.

A five-meter-high giant door occupies the entire wall, simple and heavy, the frame is made of unknown metal, the black surface is faintly glowing with blue light, and the typical elven patterns and words are carved on it, and a lifelike black phoenix sculpture hangs above the door frame, spreading its wings and flying high, its eyes are as sharp as thunder and lightning, and its wings are as dark as dark clouds.

In the middle of the gate was filled with a gray-purple energy, flowing like a liquid, and if a magician were present, he would have noticed that the density of the magical wind here was frighteningly high.

Brienne didn't say anything, she didn't stop at her feet, and without saying a word, she dragged Fitandila towards the doorway, and the latter did not refuse, at this time the curiosity in her heart had already outweighed the fear of the unknown, and the other party had no reason to harm herself anyway.

The whole process was simple, first a bright light that was so intense that people had to close their eyes, and then followed by a trance that seemed to be very long but also seemed to be very short, and the two regained their sight.

The scene in front of me was no different from before, the bright and spacious tunnels were of such good quality that although they knew that this was once the territory of the elves, they couldn't help but wonder if it was the work of those dwarves.

"I've worked, I've worked, and new people have come, it seems that business has been good recently, and Vinda can buy something to eat again."

A rough voice exploded in the ears of the two of them, and the sound of heavy footsteps was particularly thick in the closed tunnel, like a beating war drum.

Walking in front of him was a burly man more than two meters tall, bald head, with three mouse-like beards, huge skeleton and strong thighs that made people jealous, but these were not the point, what was really memorable was the fat belly around his waist, round and bulging, like a round balloon full of air, and a round metal shield on it.

In addition, the strong man was dressed in a special way, with a miserable white skull around his neck, a blood-red apron hanging only on his upper body, a bulging horizontal flesh exposed to the air, a large rusty iron chain wrapped around his waist, the thickness of his thumb, and a mace attached to his shoulder, on which there seemed to be some kind of creature's blood and minced flesh that had not been cleaned up, and it smelled of savage and blood like its owner.

"It's food...... Demons. ”

Fitandila blurted out that this creature looks similar to a human being, but its living habits are as backward as the greenskins, and it is also the most primitive tribal system.

"Let me see, two women, melee professions, at first glance, are mercenaries who come to make money, stupid big ones, eat farts, no oil and water, you two, where did you come from?"

Another male voice came abruptly from behind the two of them, speaking the most standard mainland lingua franca, with no features.

Hearing this, Fitandila hurriedly turned around, and found that there was also a figure behind him at some point, the opposite of the strong man in front of him, this person was only half the height of a normal person, and he looked thirty or forty years old on the outside, dressed ordinarily, like a child who had just developed.

Before the knightess could react, the "little child" bounced up at great speed, stepped on the right wall with his feet in an arc, and deftly jumped in front of the two, and by the time Fitandila turned his gaze, he had already landed silently on the shoulder of the ogre in front of him, and the whole process did not make a sound, like a circus acrobatic performance.

"That's right, the two of us are mercenaries, don't you need to say, of course we're here to find work, don't worry, I understand the rules here."

The ogre Biao Han and the Halfling lurker at the level of the Thief Master are a very interesting combination, and it seems that they are today's gatekeepers.

The main body is actually a magical space of the "ruins of the three towers" is very large, and there are naturally many entrances and exits, for the sake of safety, the vast majority of people who come here do not want to be found out, but if it is a newcomer, they must enter through an entrance, which is the road that the two are walking now.

In addition to knowing how to find the entrance that changes its position randomly every day, and the elven spell that says to open the door, newcomers have one last level to pass if they want to enter the ruins, and that is the gatekeeper.

The blonde mercenary, who had been prepared, took out a muttering cloth bag from her arms and threw it at the opposite side.

The ogre weighed it after receiving it, and just as he smiled with satisfaction, the bag in his hand disappeared into thin air and fell into the hands of the halfling man on his shoulder.

"Halpotter, give the bag to Vader! Also, how many times has it been said, don't sit on Vader! ”

The halfling didn't bother to pay attention to his companion's roar, and opened the cloth bag, and a dark green light reflected on his unremarkable face.

"Don't make noise, let me see, it's not bad, it's really understandable, two ladies, welcome to the ruins of the Three Towers, I wish you all a happy time here and have a good time, of course, provided that you have more dimensional stones."

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