Chapter 20: Gargoyles! above

The black leech, which Roger called not like a natural birth, seemed to feel that the power that restricted him loosened a little, and the swarthy body began to writhe continuously, Roger pursed his lips, and threw the blood leech at his head with a wave of his hand. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

“.........”

The black leech, who had just realized that he had escaped from the cage, had not had time to taste the fragrance of freedom, but fell into another solid and powerful palm, and Demps followed Roger's movements, pressed open the leech's mouthparts, and looked at the black crystals and crystals in it, but the smooth teeth fell silent.

Poof!

The black leech was directly pinched and exploded by Demps, and the black minced flesh exploded, and the juice even splashed on his face, falling from the stubble to the collar, breastplate, and dripping to the ground.

As an experienced wanderer, Roger's judgment is very reliable, and he can confirm this matter, not that it is impossible for naturally grown organisms to produce such things, but on the contrary, some high-level creatures or special life forms often breed some wonderful objects, the most common is this highly concentrated magic crystal.

If he dug up a similar crystal from the body of a Moro bear, he would be ecstatic, its "mother" is that even the sale of the belt meat and bones is far less than a fraction of the income brought by this small spare, and this means that the mercenary group can sustain even if it does not receive the task for a few months.

But in the uninhabited dungeon, and from the body of such a strange creature, it is even said that Demps shook off the leech wreckage on his hand, swept the flesh on the ground from the long sword, and saw several small black crystals, such a number, as well as the neat edges and corners, how are they not the same kind of things as the innate magic crystals that are only born in the bodies of high-level demonic beasts or some rare creatures.

Looking at his silent leader, Roger was also bitter, he subconsciously held his dagger and kept turning it with his flexible fingers

"And that tooth, you see it too," the wanderer could not find a word for a moment, but sighed again, "If I hadn't seen them feed on blood, I would have thought they ate barley as we did." ”

Demps knew what this old friend who had partnered with him for many years was expressing to him, as a thief walking in the shadows, Roger had long been accustomed to observing words and feelings, and this kind of euphemistic advice was not the first time he had heard it, including what he said, Demps knew it very well in his heart.

Black leeches obviously feed on blood, but not to mention the sharp teeth that can tear the carapace, the smooth teeth even human skin can be bitten open with a certain amount of effort, and it can only be said that the creatures in their previous living environment can easily let them eat blood.

With such an association, strange creatures, artificially made spars, an environment that is easy to live in, and the origin of the rumors of this dungeon, no matter how you think about it, you can only think of mysterious magic and wizard adults.

That's what Roger meant, while he hadn't gone too far to persuade himself to lead the team to evacuate, no matter how you look at it, the former owners of this dungeon were not at the same level as the wizard apprentices they had come into contact with in the past, and it didn't look like the existence of some kind camp.

However, Demps turned his head slightly, and saw Feliman, who was being patted on the shoulder by Dona and coughing constantly, Dunarik who was eager to try at the minced meat, and Lanaki, who instructed Punery and Silu to rearrange the camp, if there was really room to retreat, how could I take a step here.

"How many people are still lost and haven't been found?"

Roger was stunned for a moment, then reflexively answered Demps's question

"There are six more people who have not been found, including Yas Jr."

Demps nodded, and just when Roger thought that this time the head of the regiment would stop and wait and see on the premise of ensuring the safety of the team members as before, Demps said lightly

"Let the others pack up and get ready to move on."

"Captain!"

Roger grabbed Demps's arm, and there were countless questioning words swirling in his heart, this dungeon was definitely not as simple as the client described when they took over the task, all kinds of strange creatures and traps that had never been seen before, and how to look like the bugs of those evil dark wizard experimental works, is it just for ...... In order to......

Roger looked at the silent Demps, who seemed to understand something, and his booted foot unconsciously took a few steps back, making a slight noise on the wet ground

"We ...... In fact, it is simply cannon fodder for pathfinding... Isn't it? ”

Without waiting for Demps to answer, Roger's face was already pale, he didn't imagine it, but he still had a glimmer of hope before, he just thought that it was a fat erbium thrown by those people to lure them into the bait, and he didn't think of the worse situation, and now after vaguely guessing the ending, a little association can restore the truth

"No wonder...... No wonder you have to continue no matter what, but, but we can still take refuge with the Count of Bucaren, no, no, I haven't heard anything from the Shadow Hand, which means that whether it is to completely block the channel of the Shadow Hand, or let them ......"

Demps patted Roger's shoulder, a somewhat lost soul, he didn't want to see his old friend so sad

"We have no choice."

Demps' muffled words made Roger's face pale a little, and his eyes revealed - wait as he looked at the black liquid that was slowly oozing from the cracks that had been smashed by Dona

Roger's brain, which seemed a little dull due to the excessive impact, was a little unbright for a while, and the black liquid was flowing, still seeping?

Only then did he react, his scalp was numb, and he had obviously checked that kind of black leech before, and the liquid in his body was viscous! Even if it can penetrate, it can't flow on the ground, where did this thing come from?!

Fooled! The bug before was a disguise!

"We've been fooled! Watch your surroundings! ”

The fear in Roger's heart woke him up from anger and despair like a basin of cold water, and he suddenly remembered the intoxicating atmosphere when he first entered the dungeon, according to normal circumstances, even if he knew that there were big people pushing them out to death behind his back, he shouldn't have behaved so badly, and he wasn't a rookie, didn't he have experienced a few desperate situations over the years, didn't he still break through, and now he thinks about it, Everyone's emotions, including Demps, seem to have been unstable since they entered the dungeon.

I'm afraid, this place has the power to affect people's hearts, thinking of this, Roger shuddered, and on the other side of him, Demps didn't react, but out of years of tacit understanding and trust, he didn't question it and quickly cooperated with Roger's actions, commanding the others, and at the same time whispered to the wanderers around him to ask the reason.

Roger succinctly informed Demps of his speculation, and Demps came to the same conclusion after a little thought, and it was only after Roger reminded him that he vaguely realized that something that had blinded his feelings had disappeared all at once, and the keen sense of danger carved into his bone marrow for many years was also warning him.

"All the staff follow the direction of the liquid flow, advance in a deer formation, Roger leads the team to be vigilant, and take more breaks!"

The more he advanced, the more it confirmed Roger's guess, not only around the camp where the mercenary group encountered black leeches before, this black liquid very similar to the body fluids of leeches surged towards the depths of the dungeon at a very slow speed from the cracks in the walls, cracks on the ground, etc., and then it was no longer a little damp on the ground, but began to accumulate a shallow layer, and the group stepped on it, making a snapping sound.

“.........”

Drawing the shape of the wanderer from the shadows beside Temple, Roger gestured to Temples for a situation in front of him, who nodded, understanding that it was close to real danger.

Demps stretched out his right hand and quickly formed a palm, clenched his fist, turned sideways and swung twice into the air, behind him, the formation that was originally centered on him quickly changed, and the two men who were originally on the left and right sides followed Demps with a vigilant look on their faces, and continued to move forward, while the others deliberately slowed down their pace and stayed far behind them.

During the whole operation, except for the slight sound of water, there was no superfluous sound, which is one of the famous Fire Wine Mercenary Regiments in the regions of Gainaru, Van Serry and other regions that won the title of Star of the South.

However, when Demps was a little proud of this, he also thought that this was the reason why his mercenary group could enter the eyes of those people and become cannon fodder, and his heart was only full of bitterness.

Roger, who was leading the way in front, stopped, and Demps immediately gathered his strength to deal with the unknown danger, they did not carry torches in order to avoid startling the snakes, and at the moment they could only rely on the faint light thrown from the rear to identify what was ahead.

Demps narrowed his eyes, his excellent physical fitness allowed him to see more things than others, but that's all, ordinary humans must at least reach the golden stage and gradually discover their latent talents to echo with the outside world, before they can take the initiative to awaken abilities such as [dim vision], otherwise they will only be able to see a little more clearly than others.

As far as he could see, Demps did see something in the shadows, a humanoid figure dangling next to two massive objects.

"That's...?"

Demps didn't act rashly, but gently squeezed Roger's arm next to him, giving his old partner a signal to act, he knew that although he was a small rank above the wanderer, there was still a significant gap between sneak attacks and professionals who wandered in the shadows.

At the same time, he was not idle when Roger was moving, but tried his best to continue to sneak and move slowly in order to take care of Roger, but Roger didn't care about getting Demps anymore, and the closer he got to the "humanoid", the more strange he felt, and the other party gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.