"Volley Burns! Speak! ”

Tong Hao held the Light and Shadow Stone high and ordered. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hardings and Ade sat on the sidelines and munched on dry bread, and it didn't matter what they ate, for after losing all their wine in the chaos of last night, nothing tasted good. As for the curly hair over there, it seemed to him to be completely futile, he had already tried to use the Light and Shadow Stone to contact the others, but the thick miasma seemed to be able to hinder the use of the Light and Shadow Stone, and as they went deeper into the mining area, the miasma was even more imperceptibly thickened.

Today's light and shadow stone is equivalent to a mobile phone in the suburbs, and it should have no other role than smashing walnuts......

"Young Master...... I...... It's Wally......"

Just as Hardings was laughing at Curly's ridiculous persistence in his heart, he heard a staccato sound from the Light Stone. The circuit is actually connected! Although there was some lag in the communication, I was able to get in touch with the others. He couldn't help but take out his light and shadow stone and try it, but there was no response.

"Wally, where are you?"

Hearing that there was finally a response from the Light and Shadow Stone, Tong Hao immediately asked. The morning's attempt was not in vain, but in fact, what he wanted to hear most now was not the voice of his own hero of the main contract.

There seemed to be a great delay between the conversations, and after his question was raised, it was a long time before the magician who heard the ben respond:

“…… One...... Ground floor...... Cave ......"

Before he could finish his staccato words, the Light and Shadow Stone lost its movement. It seems that you can give up the option of light and shadow stone, but this call can be regarded as rewarding.

"Underground caves? It's an underground mine, right? Looks like your men have found the underground mine! ”

At this time, Hardings on the side stood up and said.

"Are you eavesdropping?"

"What eavesdropping! Don't say it so ugly, besides, I saved you yesterday, and now listen to the conversation between you and your subordinates. The profiteer said unceremoniously.

As for his set of rhetoric, the other party actually nodded and admitted it, as if he didn't think about who caused him to get drunk. After a pause, he said, "Let's go too." ”

"Where to go? Looking for that underground mine? Can you put it all down? After a morning of communication, Hardings is now tired of the other party's way of speaking.

"Why?"

Looking at the other party's busy Mu Ran, it is rare that the profiteer does not want to worry about it. "Come on," he sighed, "let's find someone else." "So you don't have to be with this freak," he added to himself.

"Okay." Curly's answer was as streamlined as ever, "Where are you going?" ”

"Over there!" Hardings looked around and then pointed to the side.

This seemingly baseless judgment made the goblins at his feet a little unconvinced, and asked carefully, "Master, why?" ”

"Idiot, apparently there's a lot of miasma over there." Although this was an answer to Ade, the profiteer's eyes were fixed on the curly hair in front of him when he spoke. He could see that the other party's gaze also had the same question as the goblin.

Indeed, this is an opportunistic judgment. Although there is no 100% certainty, generally speaking, the source of the miasma should also be the culprit.

I don't know if it was unintentional or deliberately ignored, Curly just glanced at him and walked in the direction he had just pointed. After putting away the Light and Shadow Stone, he lifted the long cross spear in his hand.

"What kind of attitude is this, I saved your life yesterday." The more indifferent the other party was, the more Hardings wanted to provoke the arrogant guild leader. However. The other party's performance was a little surprised as he imagined.

"Thank you."

He didn't expect the other party to turn his head and thank him so simply, which made the provocative words that had been brewing were stuffed in his throat. After a while, he replied, "It's fine." ”

After a while, Hardings came back to his senses and deliberately provoked trouble, but it made people dissolve it in four or two, which made him feel a little aggrieved. After thinking for a while, he couldn't help but smile evilly: "Hey, boy, thank you is not just a mouth." I spent too much energy in the battle to save you yesterday, come on, come on, I'll ask you for this big package of mine. ”

The package on his body was not light, and there were still many antidotes that had not been sold before. A large part of it was on Ade's back, and some of it was on his own.

Tong Hao turned around, glanced at the big backpack, and took it on his back without hesitation. To be honest, he hadn't carried these things for a long time, and usually there were people rushing to carry the weight for him.

"Wait," Hardings called out again, seeing that the other man was about to turn around. He stretched out his finger and pointed to the backpack on the goblin's back, "And the one on its back is yours too." He was the biggest contributor last night. ”

"Master......" The unknown goblin mistakenly thought that the conscience of the deed owner had found out, and cooperated to untie the hemp bag on his body. But when it was handed to the knight with the spear, there was still a hint of fear on its face, until it saw the other party obediently carrying the package on his back, and then it snickered with the villain's triumph.

"Boy......" Hardings shouted again, but before he could say anything this time, he saw a quick turn and a fist back at him. However, after waiting for a long time, the fist still did not fall on his face.

When I looked back closely, I saw that the hand was catching a large rock. There's a sneak attack! Only then did he realize that there was a thug looking at them with a pickaxe.

It's just that the thug seems to be a little different from the ones he has seen before, and although his skin is still the horrible dark purple, at least he has a few tattered clothes scattered on his body to cover his shame. "Is it an elite monster?" Looking at the thugs in front of him, Hardings' first reaction was this.

On the side, Tong Hao's first reaction was to raise the gun horizontally and rush out. A heavy [Shock Sweep] was thrown at the enemy on the opposite side, and unexpectedly, the thug in front of him actually used the broken mine pickaxe frame to inflict this blow. You know, before he fell last night, those thugs all stupidly ate this skill, without exception.

And, after a beautiful fight, the thug quickly launched a counterattack. His movements are not as clumsy as the other thugs, and the angles of his shots are very tricky, making it a little difficult for the cross-gun to defend.

"Hey! Can you do it? Looking at the back and forth with the thugs in front of him, Hardings couldn't help but say cool things in the back. He only remembered that last night when Level 1 Aggie faced the thugs, he was also a stressless massacre.

It was such a question that made the gun in the knight's hand heavy, "Ha! He let out a low roar and unleashed a [War Roar] to increase his power. And just as he was about to slash at the enemy with his cross gun, he heard an ugly voice say:

"Stop, I'm not here to fight."

He was stunned for a moment: "Are you talking?" Looking at the "poisonous people" in front of him, he used to call these guys like that. Yesterday he had fought these "poisonous people" a lot, but it seemed that those walking dead didn't even know how to let out a roar of pain when they were killed, let alone speak.

"It's me." The poisonous man replied, hoarse and muddy, his voice as ugly as if he had been eaten by thousands of corpse rotting insects, "If I really want to sneak attack, I won't use just a stone." ”

Seeing that the battle ahead had stopped, Hardings couldn't help but run forward and ask, "Curly, what's going on?" Why don't you fight? Turning to look at the thug standing opposite, unexpectedly, he actually saw a pair of eyes with a look on the other party's face. What's going on with this guy? ”

"I'm here to work with you." The thug replied.

"We don't need to work with a thug, do we?" Looking at the guy in front of him suspiciously, the profiteer said that he naturally volunteered for such a negotiation, "Give me a reason to cooperate." ”

Perhaps to show that he didn't have one, the thug put down his pickaxe and said, "I need a strong helper, and you need a good guide." Isn't it? ”

"Why should we trust you?" Although what the other party said was true, this did not dispel Hardings' wariness of strangers.

Then the man stretched out his hands: "You can tie me up, and if anything goes wrong, you can kill me at any time." In that case, of course, I'll just be responsible for showing you the way. ”

'Trigger Hidden Mission: [Mob's Cooperation], do you accept it?' ’

Actually triggered the hidden mission! The prompts that pop up in front of the eyes of the two players are more convincing than any words of explanation. After taking the task, Hardings instantly put on a smiling face: "There is no need to tie up, I believe you are." Seeing that you are good, you must be able to help on the road. You say lead the way, do you know where we're going? ”

"Isn't it just going to the underground mine where Oeton is hiding?" The thug looked up and asked, and when he counted the name, several hideous black veins appeared in his eyes.

"Do you know the way there?" Hardings asked.

"No one knows it better than I do." In the other party's tone, there was a faint hint of anger.

Hearing the mob's affirmative answer, Hardings couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and finally didn't have to scurry around like a headless fly. "So what is the price we need to pay?"

But the unkempt thug shook his head: "I'm just stopping by and going with you to kill Urton." Of course, I couldn't do it without a helper. ”

"Okay, you lead the way." I don't understand why this hidden mission is so easy, but Hardings still waved his hand and made a gesture of please.

"Did anyone else go into that underground mine you were talking about?" At this time, Tong Hao, who had been quietly listening, asked questions.

The thug nodded: "There is more than one intersection in the underground mine, and there are no fewer people entering these days than in the past. There were two men who went into the mine this morning with a dog. ”

"That's right! That's him! "Hearing this Hardings unconsciously raise his voice, such a description is already obvious, it is Silly Fish and Debbie with that big black dog!" Lead the way! ”

The knight added, "Is there anyone else?" For example, some ...... People who are not men. ”

'Retarded, wouldn't it be better if you just asked the woman?' Hardings despised Curly in his heart, and he knew what the guy was thinking.

"Yes, three girls." The miner replied truthfully.

Curly received a satisfactory answer, and the two of them followed the miner towards the so-called nearest entrance. Because of the existence of hidden tasks, Hardings is not too worried that he will be deceived, and even if he is deceived, the worst to take over is "Game Over"?

With the addition of new members, he also talked less along the way. This greatly sped up the pace of progress, and after about half an hour, sure enough, the entrance to the mine appeared in front of the three of them.

"The entrance to the underground mine is still inside."

The miner, who had led the way at the forefront, looked back and said.

Perhaps because of the extra partnership, Hardings just thinks that this guy doesn't look too ugly. Out of that purple complexion, if he could take care of his long-term ungroomed hair and long beard, this miner should be a young man even younger than him. It's just that I don't know why it's become what it is now......

Walking in the mine, the tavernkeeper's chatty occupational illness couldn't help but be committed again. "Hey, man, can you tell me why you killed Urton? I thought you were supposed to be in this group. ”

This sentence caused the scruffy miner to roar: "I will never stand on the same side as that bastard!" ”

"Looks like I guessed right. You should have been comrades-in-arms, but now you have fallen out. Can you satisfy my curiosity? There's still a long way to go, right? "After working in the tavern for a long time, Hardings has completely figured out how to talk to these NPCs.

"Well, smart old man, you're right." Sure enough, the other party compromised. "Not so long ago, we were all coolies in the underground mines, enslaved by the inhumanity of the Empire."

"Tell me something I don't know."

"At that time, I was just like the other miners you saw. Under the inhuman torture, he lost his humanity, his thoughts, and his self, and served the empire like the walking dead. But in reality, it is not a 'loss', but a cowardly escape, an escape from the pain of reality. The miner mob walked ahead, surveying the road, as he spoke. When the profiteer kindly handed him the torch, he shook his head and refused the offer, because the light of the fire would make him unable to find his way.

He continued: "I was unconscious, but I could remember what I was going through. At that time, Urton was indeed a remarkable man, he was strong, and he was completely undefeated by calamity and suffering. He would always seize every gap to call out to everyone around him, but it would be in vain. ”

After a long time, he stopped fantasizing. He changed his mind and stopped thinking about waking up us miners who had lost our humanity. Rather, control. ”

"Control?"

The miner nodded: "The miner who has lost his humanity is like a blank piece of paper, as long as he finds a charcoal pen that can leave traces on it." Then you can arbitrarily scribble this blank piece of paper, and Urton looks for it. He quickly took control of the miners and had an army of needless deaths. ”

"You're going to riot?" Even Tong Hao couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, it's complicated. But in the end he succeeded and captured the underground mines. Said the miner.

"It sounds like he's more of a leader."

"That's true," agreed the chilling voice, and added, "It's a pity that he ended up being someone else's dog......"

As soon as he heard this, the strings in Hardings' mind were touched, and it seemed to be the hidden plot of the mission! "Whose dog?"

Turning his head, he saw the miner lying on the ground in pain and convulsing. His whole body was spasming with pain from the violent convulsions, and his face was already twisted with pain.

At that moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps sticking out of the mine......