Slowly wading through the pool, the sound of cries for help from the broken hole in the wall became clearer and clearer, coming from the room on the left. Yulia and Ciri cautiously moved into the room.

This is probably a storeroom, and it's not a small space, almost half of the room is filled with jars about the size of a human being. At a glance, there must be at least twenty or thirty of them, and of course this is not the most terrifying, when twenty or thirty jars are stuffed with dried corpses, living corpses...... Well, there should still be an undead alive.

In fact, it would be more appropriate to call this the butcher's pantry, and Yulia could already imagine the butcher throwing all the undead he caught into the jar to "pickle", and then take it out and unload it when he wanted to eat it.

"Hey...... Over there! I'm here, I'm here. In the innermost corner of the wall where the dense jars were stacked, an undead man with a burlap hood holding his head high and shouting for help was heard.

"Hey, we see you. Don't worry, we still need to find a way to clear the surroundings out of a clean road. Yulia waved her hand to see him.

The person who needed to be saved was trapped in the innermost, and even a small flame pot could accidentally hurt him, so after the two of them combined, they still honestly smashed the jar and completely killed the moving corpse inside.

Yulia uses a crossbow to shoot at each other, after all, the living corpses trapped in the jar are the best targets, and she starts cleaning up from the side on the left.

And Ciri started by chopping a stake, either by flattening the head of a living corpse or by stabbing it in half. Because the flame enchantment on the sword had not yet subsided, it could be burned even if the sword was not killed, but this also caused a disgusting smell of roasting living corpses in the turbid air.

So after cleaning up the two burning corpses, she decided to take a dagger from her waist and poke them in the head one by one before putting them down. Although it may seem dangerous to use daggers to deal with living corpses in close quarters, fortunately their hands and feet are tightly bound in the canister, as long as they are careful not to be bitten.

The "cleaning" went well, leaving behind a lot of jars and living corpses, and finally rescued the only undead who was still alive.

"Thanks to you for saving me, I thought I was going to be eaten by those bastards and taken alive to cook...... It's horrible. Are you human? It's a strange thing, and I would say that I haven't seen a living human since I entered this place, not even the living undead. Oh, and I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Lorendis from Onuma. ”

The undead who spoke moved his hands and feet with a slight stiffness, and his outfit was very much in line with Onuma's style.

"So you're a sorcerer, aren't you a businessman?" Yulia was a little disappointed, but she was happy to be able to save her life unharmed.

"Well, I'm a sorcerer, and although I'm not a businessman, I can teach you the power to harness the flames in return for you. For example, the flaming sword in this lady's hand just now, I can tell that it is similar to coke pine resin. If you use a spell, it won't be so troublesome, and you can use the spell gauntlet to actively withdraw the power of the flames...... Well, it seems like now isn't the time to talk about this, we need to get out of this damn place. ”

It can be seen that Laurendis is a warm-hearted person who will repay his kindness.

"Actually, we're here to find a sewer merchant and need to buy something from him, so you know a lot about the surrounding situation?" Yulia asked.

"Merchant? Are you talking about the merchant at the gate of the sick village? Sewers, I feel like we're sewers everywhere we go. There was water everywhere, and it was damp, soaked in all kinds of rotten filth. With all due respect, this whole place is a place where the Immortal Town excretes filth, and I even suspect that the plague in the sick village is breeding and spreading here...... Oh yes, you're looking for that guy, it's a bit hard. The terrain here is so complicated that it can kill you both above and under your feet, but in order to repay you, I can take you to him. ”

"That's great, and thank you if you could help us."

After rescuing Lawrendis, they leave the butcher's pantry together, but it doesn't end so simply.

"Don't say that, this is what I'm supposed to do. By the way, you came down from above, so you can see that your strength is extraordinary to get here, so have you cleaned up all the enemies outside? The most important thing about walking underground is to be extra careful. "Lawrendis

"Well, a bunch of living corpses plus several dogs. By the way, there is also a butcher with a machete who is the most difficult to deal with. ”

"A butcher? But I was confronted with two butchers...... It's really disgraceful to say. ”

In the face of so many "livestock" to be slaughtered, one butcher really can't handle it all, and two butchers won't be too much. As soon as they finished speaking, the butcher, who was hiding on the roof of the beam, fell.

"Be careful!" When Ciri was the first to spot the danger overhead, she lunged towards Yulia beside her, and the two of them narrowly escaped the butcher's attack.

Rumble...... As the butcher fell, he slashed and smashed to the ground.

The sorcerer Lawrendis screamed, but Ciri's reminder prevented his head from being split in half, though a deep wound still appeared on his back.

Seeing the "raw meat" run away from the fall, the butcher was very dissatisfied and pulled the machete out of the crack in the ground, and the sorcerer was about to be struck again. But by this time, Ciri had already raised his sword and stabbed it from behind its lumbar spinal cord, and although it was possible for the butcher to recover and get back up quickly even if he broke his spine, the "critical blow" of this sword bought the sorcerer lying on the ground a lot of time.

"Damn bastards, start the flames!" Laurendis opened the palm of his left hand and shouted at the butcher who was frozen after being hit by the "backstab" in front of him.

Boom! I saw a blazing flame burst out of his palm, instantly enveloping half of the butcher's body, and stabbing and bursting rang out from the butcher's body one after another. The strength of this flame is far superior to the burning effect of ordinary flames, and it can even be said that it is a flame with special attributes and magical powers.

The butcher could barely make a sound as if his mouth had been sewn shut, but it was evident from the violent shaking and trembling body of his body that was gradually consumed by the flames that he must have been in great pain at this time. But its pain didn't last long, and it collapsed when the flames died out. ()

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