After passing through the underground passage, Gaudus felt a little shocked.

Incredibly, he saw an underground world beyond the limits of his imagination.

Such a world, in the game, does not exist.

What appeared before Gauldos's eyes was an underground tunnel paved with moonstones. The moonstone shimmered with a soft moonlight that filled every gap in the tunnel. And as the tunnel zigzagged ahead, the path of the glimmer of the dark world also extended into it, and it looked like a slowly flowing galaxy in the dark night sky.

Beautiful, splendid, brilliant.

Over here... It is completely different from the abode of the Eternal Dark Moon in the game.

"It's beautiful."

Gaudos couldn't help but admire.

"This is the Moonlight Tunnel, one of the five most beautiful landscapes in our home. Let's move on, and right away, you'll see a new landscape. Rostanford said.

Gauldos nodded, and continued along the Moonlight Tunnel.

Soon, after passing through this moonlight tunnel, the vision of Gaudus brightened, and he came to a huge farm.

Yes, you heard it right, this is the farm. Instead of glowing stones, Gaudus was fertile and soft earth, and he saw some of the Drow farmers toiling in an intensive way. And the crops grown here are also similar to rice.

Of course, in order for crops to grow, there must be an abundant light source. Gaudus saw that the stone wall at the edge of the farm was crawling with glow vines, and the glow vines were full of glow lotuses that bloom all year round, and those lotus petals that exuded beautiful brilliance were the source of light in photosynthesis.

But the light emitted by plants alone is obviously not enough.

"Look at the dome."

Gaudus looked up, and was taken aback. In the dome of this underground farm, there is a super-large magic array imprinted! And the center of the complex but extremely dreamy array turned out to be an energy crystal nucleus that radiated brilliant light!

"This is the magic array 'Moonlight' designed by the first Great Elder, and it has only one effect, and that is to glow."

"It's a miracle," said Gaudos. ”

Rostanford continued, "The Great Elder once said something that is remembered by all of us in the Eternal Dark Moon. He told us that since there is no sun in the underworld, we will make a moon ourselves to replace it! ”

Make a moon!

Gaudus couldn't help but admire a little, what kind of rhetoric is this? How bold and ambitious does it take to say such a thing? Indeed, the moon of eternal darkness... These drows can indeed claim to be the eternal moon of the underworld, because they have created a moon of their own with their own hands!

"This underground farm can indeed be called a wonder." Gaudos praised.

Rostanford also smiled proudly and said, "Wait a minute, let's go to the parlor." ”

"The parlor? Which guests are you entertaining? Could it be me? ”

Rostanford nodded and said, "At present, you are the only one, our guest of the Eternal Dark Moon. ”

"Well, I'm a little flattered," said Gaudos, a little embarrassed.

Rostanford shook his head and said, "There is no one more qualified to be called a distinguished guest than you." Have you forgotten? If it weren't for your pet's involvement in the fight, the Hydra Triumph would never have died, and the rest of the situation would have been in our disadvantageous direction. ”

"In short, we owe you a debt in the Moon."

Gao Duos suddenly realized and said, "It turns out that you invited me to visit the underground world just to make me this so-called distinguished guest?" ”

"That's right."

Gao Duos couldn't help but be a little excited, after all, if he could create a large magic array like "Moonlight", the essence of the Eternal Dark Moon was naturally self-evident. The Drow are a very difficult race, but if they want to express their gratitude, then their "gratitude" must be full of "sincerity".

The "thanks" of the night of eternal darkness are worth looking forward to.

Finally, after crossing over to the underground farm, the two saw a new moonlight tunnel. After passing through this tunnel, the two of them came to an underground plain where glowing plants such as purple moon trees, fluorescent grass, luminous lanterns, and sunflowers grew.

And in the center of this underground plain, there is a group of buildings in the style of the Drow people, all of which are made of wood and stone, with exquisite decoration and fantastic appearance, which looks very distinctive and quite beautiful.

Led by Rostanford, Gaudus entered an attic.

In one of the halls of the attic, Gaudus saw a tall old man, leaning on a golden cane, looking at him with a smile and a groan.

Gaudus looked at the old man, and always felt familiar, and when he looked closely, this man's appearance was 8 points similar to Rostanford.

"He is our Great Elder of the Moon, and my father, Rozwell. Night Song. ”

Hearing this, Gaudus bowed slightly to the old man in front of him, and said, "Hello, Mr. Rozwill. ”

Rozwell crossed his arms and said politely, "Hello, Mr. Goldos. ”

He pointed to a square table filled with Drow-style dishes and politely said, "Please be seated." ”

The guest of honour is seated.

Rozwill didn't say much politely, just poured a glass of wine, then raised his crystal goblet and smiled, "Cheers, my friend." ”

Seeing that Rozwell was so polite, Gaudus also poured a glass of wine and clinked glasses with Rozwell gently.

After each guest of honor drank a glass of wine, Rozwell put down his glass, smiled and said, "My son once told me that he said you were a necromancer, and now it seems that it is. There is a faint aura of undead on your body, and this aura seems to come from blood. ”

Gaudus was stunned for a moment, and put down his glass. Now that he has seen through the race, he simply admits frankly: "You have a strong eyesight, and I am a half-dead person." ”

"Half-dead? Half-dead humans? Rozwell couldn't help but be a little stunned.

The half-dead human race, which had previously been unprecedented, seemed to be unique, at least in the history books, there was no record.

Generally speaking, the undead are disgusting, but Rozwell doesn't seem to have such a notion. He smiled and poured a glass of wine, then raised his glass and said, "Regardless of race, status, or bloodline, as long as anyone who has helped us is a friend of our Eternal Dark Moon!" Come, cheers to our friendship! ”

Regardless of race, regardless of identity, regardless of ancestry?

In this continent of Acacia, where the social structure is close to the Middle Ages and the class hierarchy is strict, it must be someone who is open-minded, diligent in thinking, and forward-thinking.

"You... Don't discriminate against me? Gaudos wondered.

"Why should I discriminate against you?" Rozwell asked rhetorically.

"Because... Because the continent of Acacia is generally hostile to the undead. ”

"Hehe, you're right, but we don't think so." Rozwell tapped lightly on the table and continued, "Don't we drows also shed blood similar to those filthy goblins? And you don't think anything about us because of this, so we will treat you just like others. ”

Gaudus couldn't help but raise his glass to the man in front of him, clinking glasses with Rozwell for the second time.

Next, after a few glasses of wine on both sides, each was a little drunk. Glados was fine, after all, the part of the undead was never affected by alcohol, but Rozwell seemed to be a little overwhelmed, and his cheeks were stained with a hazy crimson.

"Mr. Gaudos, thank you for all that you have done for us, this is a thank you from the Eternal Dark Moon, please accept it."

With that, he took out an ancient scroll from his wide sleeved robe and handed it to Gauldos.

Rozwill's tone was not sincere, so Gao Duos did not prevaricate first according to the Chinese custom. He took the scroll directly, and found that it was filled with the breath of the dead and souls, and the ancient animal skins used to make the scroll seemed to come from hundreds of years ago, when paper had not yet been invented.

"It's... Wyvern skin? ”

It's Ray. Field's voice.

"Wyvern?" Gaudos wondered in his mind.

Thunder. Field whispered, "Wyvern's skin is an excellent material for recording powerful skills, and can record a lot of information. In addition, it has a strong preservation function, as long as it is not destroyed, the knowledge recorded on it will last for thousands of years. ”

"Well, it must be expensive."

"Why is it expensive? You know, killing 10 wyverns can cut out a qualified small piece, and this small piece is rolled into a scroll, which is about the size of the scroll in your hand. ”

Gaudus was expressionless, but his heart was full of surprise.

What he was holding was the wealth he had exchanged for the lives of 10 flying dragons!

This mysterious scroll filled with the breath of the undead and souls, and the material that made it alone required the slaughter of 10 flying dragons, so how powerful is the knowledge recorded on it?

"What is this?" Gaudos asked.

"I don't know what it is, but it's said to be related to Sandru." Rozwell put away his smile and said with a solemn expression.