Strictly speaking, Deriman and the others are no longer in the dwarven ruins, but directly below the entire ruins. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info If nothing else, the only feature here is the large snow elf tribe, which is watching over each other, but it is distinct. Normally, everyone lives peacefully in their own acres and three-points of land, and when an enemy invades, these tribes will join together to defend against foreign enemies.

The Snow Elves are physically strong, and any plant in the ground can be used as their food, as well as rotting rhizomes, moss, and treated wild Charus meat, among other things. Their stomachs have evolved to be incredibly powerful over the years. Many alchemists on Tamriel are very envious of the way these guys have evolved, and many of them have bought the corpses of snow elves at high prices as research objects, in a vain attempt to transform their stomachs into the same powerful and ...... Poison is invulnerable. Such an ability is a great attraction for every alchemist.

However, although there are many snow elves, the complete snow elf corpse is very difficult to obtain, this group of guys has always been in and out in groups, and the team that has the ability to completely extinguish them does not look down on the bounty of the snow elf corpse at all, and the team that does not have the ability to completely exterminate them can only flee from the wind, not to mention planning to solve these snow elves and take the corpses to earn a bounty......

"My good ......" Joblin's eyes widened when he saw Dereeman take out a dozen standard-sized clay pots from his spatial ring. So much kerosene? You're not going to empty the boss's inventory, are you......"

Delhiman glanced at this guy, and then quietly glanced in the direction where Kalia was, and then replied in a low voice: "How can there be so many, only three cans are from the territory, and the rest are Xibei goods...... The main materials are difficult to get, and there has been a lot of wear and tear recently, so the boss doesn't have much inventory. ”

"So...... What is the plan? Kalia said suddenly.

Delhiman looked at the snow elf tribe not far away and said, "Three people, divided into three directions, I will go to the residence of their tribe priests and set fire together to attract their attention." These guys' eyes are so degraded that they are basically blind when they are stabbed by the firelight. When the time comes, we'll sneak over and see you in the passage that leads to the upper dwarven ruins. ”

Kalia said that she was just asking, and nodded lightly, "Agreed." ”

"It seems that we don't have any other plan...... "Joblin spread his hands, indicating no objection.

In the dark underground space, if you look up, you can see the mottled light spots on the stone wall overhead, and if you can fly up and see clearly, you can find that there are large patches of shimmering mushrooms growing here.

The faint light did not provide enough vision for the trio, and Dereman followed the familiar path of his memory to a shack that was significantly larger than the other snow elf shacks. It seemed to these degraded men that only a priest of high standing could live in such a big hut.

"Tsk, I didn't remember this group of guys after I washed them once, and they actually put this thing here." The priest "danced the great god" in the middle of the tribe, and Derriman quietly touched it before setting the fire, and went to a familiar place to pour. Sure enough, there was an entire iron box of powdered medicines stored here.

Devoted to the raw materials of the potion, this thing Deliman once thought that he had said goodbye to this potion that was particularly easy to use, but he didn't expect that he would have a chance to return to this place. Last time, he only hurriedly filled a few bottles of potions, and this time Derman, who had a space ring, naturally wouldn't let it go.

After a few minutes, Derriman walked out of the snow elf priest's shack with a satisfied smile on his face. The entire iron box of potions was transferred to his spatial ring, and this time he didn't have to worry about the source of the potions for the next ten years. This thing will be his unique killer feature!

By the time they reached the periphery, the two places where Joblin and Kalia had gone were already in flames. Deleman took out a special crossbow bolt from his spatial ring, lit it with flint, stuck it on the crossbow machine, and sent it out with a choking sound.

"Huh...... The devouring flames swelled, and the blue flames wrapped in orange and white flames soared upward, rushing towards the shacks on both sides at a strange speed.

This intense flame made this tribe the focus of the entire underground world, and Deriman, who had just adapted to the darkness of the underground, was a little dazzling when he looked at the sudden flames, not to mention the snow elves whose eyes were about to degenerate.

The tribe of "Dangdang ......" still has some inheritance of the snow elves, and the sound of gong-like alarm bells continues to reverberate in this empty underground space.

The whole tribe was boiling, screaming in that hoarse voice, and ran to the nearest water source to fetch water to put out the fire.

Watching the movements of the snow elves, Derriman grinned slightly. As he expected, the nearest water source? Isn't that where they came in before?

The crossbow machine was opened by him again, and as the snow elves were about to run to the water source, Deriman fired a lit bolt in that direction. Since you can't wipe out this tribe to avenge what happened to you, then you should collect a little interest first, right?

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and it was naturally impossible for the actions of hundreds of snow elves in the entire tribe to extinguish this elemental flame. In the firelight, Joblin and Kalia arrived at the agreed location early, while Dereeman himself was a little delayed because he had to put the last arrow.

"Delhiman!" Joblin saw Derriman in the firelight and shouted at him.

Derriman didn't say anything, he was still in the snow elf's camp, and the snow elves who had been blinded by the fire passed him from time to time. He just made a reassuring gesture to Joblin from afar, and then continued to wander around the snow elf tribe, pouring the fire oil in his hand on the snow elves' shacks and food warehouses from time to time......

This snow elf tribe passed through this fire, and if it didn't die, it would be seriously injured! Looking at the fire that was burned by himself, a smile appeared on Delhiman's always calm expression.

"I'll ...... You're yin too......" When Derriman came to Joblin's side with a burnt smell, Joblin gave the guy a thumbs up. This fire burned ...... Real thieves are so cool!

“…… But this time the oil was really all gone......" Deliman replied with a smile on his face.

"I didn't expect you to hate this tribe so much?" Joblin suddenly changed his tone and said, "I really want to know what you guys have been through here?" ”

In the firelight, Dereeman could clearly see the lewd smile on Joblin's face.