Chapter 118: Cannibalism
Wren stood motionless on the anvil platform.
He looked down at the hammer of Thor at his feet, and there was no regret in his heart, sure enough, the legendary weapon was not so easy to obtain.
Zoltan hurriedly ran over and asked with concern, "Wren, are you okay?"
At this time, Wren looked a little embarrassed, only the dragon skin belt was left around his waist, his upper clothes were burned to ashes, his pants were barely there, the exposed skin was dripping with blood, not an inch was intact, and his face and neck were dyed red, and he was condensing into a blood scab.
This looks like he has just been fished out of the pool of blood, and if he were someone else, he might have died violently on the spot.
Wren looked calm and didn't seem to care.
It's just scary to look at, it's all skin trauma, and it will recover quickly after consuming power.
He shook his head and replied, "I'm fine, just rest for a while." ”
Zoltan and Roger were both relieved when they heard this, and then they were impressed by Ren's physical fitness. The lightning released by Thor's hammer is no less powerful than the four-ring spell lightning storm, and it is incredible that Wren can carry it for so long.
"You're too scary like this, wipe the blood away. Zoltan took a towel from the box, moistened it with a water collection stick, and handed it to Wren.
"Thank you. ”
Wren took the wet towel and wiped the blood off it.
His gaze returned to the God of War, and he said with some reluctance: "Without the Thunder and Lightning Form, is there really no way to get it?"
"I'm afraid it's impossible, you should know better than we do. Zoltan is also very regretful.
He knew that he had no hope of picking up Thor's hammer, and he had given up in his heart, but Wren had a great chance and was happy to see it happen.
Wren let out a long breath.
Zoltan was right, in fact, he knew exactly what to do.
He has a metallic touch, and he is very sensitive to the structure of metal, and when he picked up the hammer just now, he sensed the situation inside the hammer.
In the center of the depths of the hammer, there is a cavity, about the size of a pigeon's egg.
This cavity was inlaid with something like a gemstone, wrapped in Void Meteorite steel, perfectly integrated, and connected outward through the medium of runes.
The lightning energy released by the warhammer comes from this gem.
Because he couldn't see the gem, Wren didn't know where it came from, but it must be extraordinary, and it must be extremely rare and precious.
And the core key to obtaining this warhammer is this gem.
After unlocking the space with a spell, you must be able to withstand the lightning released by the gem, and at the same time, you must activate the power of thunder and lightning, and inject energy into the gem through the warhammer, creating a cycle of electricity, and then leaving your own soul imprint.
Wren can withstand damage from lightning, but lacks the power of lightning.
However, if you want to have the power of thunder and lightning, the only way is to fuse the thunder and lightning affinity elements, and the requirements of Thor's hammer must be super high affinity, that is, the thunder and lightning form.
Wren was helpless in his heart, but he had already expected it.
The first two owners of the Warhammer, Elfa the Great and Walden the "Usurper", were both legendary powerhouses with the power of thunder and lightning.
Obviously, they all fused the elements of the Thunderbolt Body first, and then got the Warhammer.
That said, both of them have entered Ironbeard Fortress more than once.
The teleportation array of Ironbeard Fortress only activates once every sixty years, and it is impossible for them to enter again every sixty years, there must be another exit.
Wren figured this out, and his heart was not too entangled.
"Legendary Warhammers are hard to come by, and since I have touched them, I must take them. ”
"Gotta find that exit. ”
"Wait until you go out of the fortress, first perform the soul transformation ritual, upgrade to the fourth level wizard, and then look for the thunder and lightning form elements, or fuse the demon soul with thunder and lightning affinity, even if it takes a lot of time and energy, you have to try your best, in short, you can't miss the hammer of Thor!"
Wren made up his mind.
At this time, Roger looked at the rune formation under his feet, and suddenly said: "Since you can raise the war hammer, we will destroy this magic array, you take the war hammer away, and then think of a way after you go out, otherwise it will be difficult to come in again next time." ”
Zoltan's eyes lit up when he heard this, "This seems to be feasible?"
"It's useless. ”
Wren shook his head, patted the huge anvil platform with his hand, and explained: "The rune circle on the ground is just a coordinate, this is the place where it was born, and the anvil platform is integrated into a small piece of Void Meteorite Steel, attracting the warhammer to shuttle through space and return to this treasure house. ”
"The warhammer locks into the surrounding space, making it impossible for people to lift it up, and unleashing lightning attacks on the wielder, which are all runic effects of the warhammer itself, and have nothing to do with the circle. ”
"Moreover, this circle is too big to destroy. ”
At the beginning, the Ironbeard Clan must have considered this problem, and carved the entire magic circle on a boulder, with a diameter of nearly 100 meters, and the alchemy materials used were also very strong, and it seemed to have a self-healing function, so the magic circle could only run for thousands of years, and it is still intact until now.
Roger touched his chin, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then there is no way, it's a pity......"
Wren also sighed.
A legendary weapon in front of you, or the extremely famous legendary warhammer, is perfect for yourself, but you can't have it right away, to say that it is not uncomfortable, it is a lie.
This feeling is like a super beauty lying in front of her, posing in various sultry poses, and you can get on the horse with a gun, but you lack the most critical tools to commit crimes, and you can suffocate people to death if you have more than enough heart and strength.
Zoltan touched the hammer and sighed.
The three of them rested on the spot, drank water and ate.
Somehow, the door to the treasury was open, but not a single night goblin broke in, and the cave outside was quiet, as if the night goblins had all disappeared.
A few hours later, Wren's strength was restored, and the wound caused by the lightning was almost healed.
He didn't have much nostalgia and said, "Let's go." ”
Zoltan and Roger both nodded silently.
Passing through the passage to the door of the treasury, Roger took the lead through the crack in the door, and Zoltan reluctantly looked at Thor's hammer before following out.
Wren was the last, and before heading out, he took a deep look at the warhammer on the anvil platform.
"I will definitely be back. ”
Outside the treasure house, not a single night goblin was seen.
In Wren's voice of all things, the voice of the night goblin was not heard, and I don't know where they went, and the entire eighth layer seemed to have become empty.
"What's going on?" all three of them were confused.
In fact, before they killed in front of this cave where the throne was placed, the night goblins besieging them continued to decrease, as if they were attracted by something else, allowing them to pass through the eighth layer.
Wren looked back at the door of the treasury and said, "Let's close the door." ”
If you don't close the door well, wait until the night goblin comes back and runs into the treasure house, although it will definitely not be able to hold Thor's hammer, but with the night goblin's unhygienic habits, it will stink, maybe the next time you come back, the treasure house has become a dung pit.
Thinking of this, Wren secretly rejoiced.
The power of the night goblins is weak, and the space outside the stone gate is not enough, even if dozens of night goblins exert their strength together, they can't push the door open, and Thor's hammer has not been ruined.
The tall stone door is carved with a dent that acts as a doorknob.
Wren blessed the three of them with the Dragon Power Technique, and tried his best, and it took more than ten minutes to pull the stone door out little by little and close it again.
Leave the Throne Crypt and continue following the rudimentary map.
Along the way through several caves, all of which were the dwellings of the night goblins, most of the night goblins were gone, only a few remained, and when they saw the three of them, they surrounded them in a chaotic manner, and then they were easily killed.
Wren was a little confused.
Obviously, there were countless night goblins on the eighth layer before, at least seventy or eighty thousand, who went to the siege one after another, but now they don't know where they went.
Compared to killing all the way in, it became so easy, and Wren was a little unaccustomed to it.
No night goblins to attack, meaning no soul recharge.
Zoltan said as he walked, "Look at this, the night goblins must have encountered a stronger enemy, so the whole tribe has been dispatched. ”
"Stronger enemy, is there anyone else in the fortress?" Wren's eyelids jumped.
"I'm just guessing. Zoltan wasn't sure, "Most night goblins don't have brains, they don't think, they fight except for eating and sleeping." Rather than besieging the enemy, they prefer to kill each other, divide into different tribes, seize mushrooms and territory, and fight endlessly, just enough to consume too much of the population. ”
"Night goblins are more alive than rats, they can grow to adulthood in just three years, and if they don't kill each other, the whole of Alenus would have been submerged in numbers alone. ”
"There are several tribes of night goblins in this fortress, each occupying a few territories. ”
"I reckon, because we broke into the fortress and alarmed these night goblins to cause chaos, and ran so fast that they couldn't catch up, and when there were no enemies, they began to attack the hostile tribes. ”
Wren was speechless, this race is too weird, right?
Soon after, the three of them reached a fork in the road.
This is the traffic hub of the fortress, with two wide stone steps, one upward, which can be climbed to the sixth floor, and the other downward, which leads to the deeper ninth floor.
Zoltan did not hesitate and said, "Up." ”
His purpose in entering the fortress was to find the lost knowledge of runes, which could be kept in the Moradin gods of the fourth layer, and could only go up.
Wren hesitated.
He heard the sound of water flowing from below the ninth floor, which was very subtle, and he was immediately surprised in his heart, could it be that there was really an underground dark river under the tenth floor?
If there is water flowing, it is very likely that it will lead outside the fortress, and there may be a hidden exit.
"Wren, what's wrong?" Roger asked, sensing his hesitation.
Wren shook his head slightly, deciding not to talk about the underground river, but to go up above to see the situation of the Moradin God, maybe there was a better way out.
Climb the stone steps up to the seventh floor.
After walking for a while, night goblins gradually appeared, and the number was still not much, so Wren cleaned them up.
In the sound of everything, a cacophony of voices could be heard in the distance ahead, and countless night goblins were screaming, more than any night goblin had encountered before.
Wren's face changed slightly, and he led the way into a huge cavern.
When the three of them came out of a passage, they were shocked when they saw the shape in the cave.
Located in the core area of the seventh floor, this cave is irregular in shape, with a dome height of more than thirty meters, and was originally a dwarven forge with a large number of stone buildings and streets that look like a small city.
At this moment, there are hundreds of thousands of night goblins fighting, and the entire cave is a battlefield.
The sound of killing shook the sky, and the blood flowed like a river!
Night goblins, tooth-hugging beasts, shamans, bosses, archers, and a few tribal chieftains, all red-eyed, have long since been indistinguishable from friend and foe, attacking anything that can move in sight.
Wren watched this scene dumbfounded.
The caverns were littered with corpses, and every second countless night goblins were killed, and spirits flew out of the corpses and dissipated in the air.
"It's all soul power!"
Wren sighed in his heart, his heart was distressed, and he wanted to rush to the middle of the battlefield and absorb all these souls.
With so many souls, how many grids can be charged?
You don't need to absorb them all, just a tenth is enough to raise your strength and steel body by several levels.
Zoltan didn't know what Wren was thinking, he watched the battle for a while, and said, "Let's take a detour to avoid this battlefield." ”
"Can't you just walk through it?" Wren suggested.
"We're going to be on the battlefield and we're likely to be besieged by all the night goblins, which can save a lot of time, but it's too dangerous. Zoltan shook his head in disapproval.
Wren thought to himself that all he wanted was to be besieged.
It's best that all the night goblins can stop, stop killing each other, what are the skills to come at me!
However, this was just a thought, and it was impossible for him to say it and arouse the suspicion of the two.
Bypassing the battlefield by another route, the trio quickly found a way to the sixth floor. The sixth layer is a cave where mushrooms are grown, and there were originally a large number of night goblins patrolling, but now it is also empty, and it didn't take long for the three of them to enter the fifth layer.
The journey went smoothly, but Wren cried without tears in his heart.
Almost all of the Night Goblins were involved in the Great War, and by the time the battle was over, not a single one of the Night Goblins would survive, and the population would plummet, and it would take at least a few decades of breeding to regain their strength.
He originally wanted to pay it back, and then enter the fortress to harvest his soul when he had the opportunity in the future.
A treasure of monster farming and upgrading at the good end is gone......
The three of them searched for most of the day on the fifth floor, and finally found that the upward passage had collapsed, but there was a cliff more than 100 meters high at the place of the collapse, and the cliff wall was almost perpendicular to the ground, and from here they could climb up to the fourth floor.
Standing at the bottom of the cliff and looking up, Wren felt okay, and the climb was not too difficult.
Roger's face next to him was hesitant.
"Do you have to climb up from here?"
"Of course. Zoltan took out a pickaxe and rope and began to climb the cliff face, and in a few minutes he reached the top and threw his tools down from it.
Wren learned a lot, and soon climbed up as well.
Roger struggled for a long time, and finally climbed to the top of the cliff along the rope, and Wren found that his face was a little pale, as if he was quite frightened, and he did not even want to look back at the bottom of the cliff.
"The legendary witcher who is afraid of heights, haha......" Wren complained secretly.
The fourth layer of the fortress is the living quarters of the dwarves, because of the existence of the cliff, most of the night goblins cannot climb up, so there is no trace of the night goblins living here.
Everywhere I went, it was pitch black, like an ancient tomb that had been silent for thousands of years.
It took two hours for Zoltan to follow the map in the ancient books, and finally found the cave where the Moradin god was located, which was also the center of the Ironbeard clan's rule, the largest underground space in the entire fortress, the area where the royal family members lived, called the throne room.
However, as soon as he entered the throne room, Wren noticed an anomaly.
There is a light in the darkness ahead!
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