Three layers of sewers.

The sewers in Lugoin have been expanded over thousands of years to form a pyramid-shaped three-story structure. The first floor is only slightly larger than the inner city of Lugoin. The second floor is more than five times larger. The third layer was expanded by Lu Gaoyin more than tenfold for future development.

But with such a large area, I found the entrance to the third floor so quickly.

Gross wanted to cry without tears, not knowing whether to rejoice or be sad. He really didn't know the topography of the sewers. Obviously, he could use the huge and complex structure of the second layer of the sewer to avoid the pursuit of the undead, but the result was the opposite.

Do you really want to run to the third floor?

The idea appeared for less than a second before Gross categorically dismissed it. The location of the demonic invasion is the third floor of the sewers. Now entering the third layer of the sewer, a mage with high attack and low defense has no meat shield in front of him, isn't this in vain?

"You must not enter the third floor." Gross once again stood firm in his inner convictions. The second floor of the sewer is the bottom line. Entering the third floor, there is only a dead end for yourself.

His gaze swept around, and Gross's heart was half cold. It's a dead end. The entrance to the third floor of the sewer is surrounded by damp, rancid walls. This place about the size of a room is not bad, and with the help of the not very wide hallway, it is no problem to resist it for ten or twenty minutes here. However, this is the entrance to the third floor of the sewer. God knows if the three layers of undead creatures or demons will emerge from below.

Once it appears, it is the situation of catching turtles in the urn.

With the dense footsteps faintly floating behind him, Gross was indescribably aggrieved. If it weren't for that damn soul, how could he face such a desperate situation.

I want to live! I want revenge!

Gross's firm conviction collapsed. These undead creatures have no intelligence, and act only on instinct to kill the enemies that appear in front of them. As soon as they enter the next layer, these undead creatures will naturally disperse after losing their target. The thought of being left to die and then to live quickly took over his heart. He gritted his teeth and took out a bottle of stamina potion and poured it down.

When the potion was poured, the body that had already reached the peak of collapse was like a rainstorm, and it quickly bred new energy. Gross gasped for breath and walked down the steps with a dark face.

The third layer of sewers is more humid. After the sewer was divided into three levels, the first and second floors were used only for drainage, and the third floor was the place where the daily sewage was discharged. Sewage is discharged into the Twin Seas through a sewage ditch. As you can imagine, the smell here is really bad.

"If I can get out alive, I won't let you go." Gross grimed and gritted his teeth to curse the soul who had put himself in such a predicament.

Suddenly, there were a few faint footsteps in the darkness. The sounds were not like those of the undead like burning skeletons, and there were no crunching bones. Gross was taken aback.

Sand Knight.

Gross was a little flustered. Although he had never entered the sewers, he had heard rumors about it from Grez. The damp and dark environment of the sewers is destined to be a place for undead creatures. The Sand Knight is a mummy-like demon with two hands.

They prefer dry, hot environments. Outside the city is where they really live. In the past, there were not many sewers. Except for a few sand knights roaming around the sewers. More often gathered around Rodamant to act as a guard. The presence of the Sand Knight here means that this demonic invasion is more serious than ever.

"Could it be that Rodament is nearby?" Gross's face turned snow-white.

He is very confident in his own strength. Fighting less than ten undead creatures, even if it is the current mutated undead creatures, he is confident that he will protect himself, and even spend a lot of money to destroy them. But if you meet Rodament, I'm afraid it will be more than lucky.

In the dim light of the fire, Gross tensed his nerves and remained motionless. He stared closely in the direction the voice was coming from, carefully discerning. After a while, he felt a little at ease. The footsteps weren't messy, they sounded like two sand knights.

"Will there be more to come?" Gross swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, not daring to relax for a moment.

Soon, the figures of two sand knights loomed in the darkness. The demon was more than two meters tall and thin, wearing rudimentary leather armor that could barely cover its lean upper body.

Under the firelight, the sabers in each of the four hands of the Sand Knight flashed with cold light. They didn't seem to be aware of Gross's presence, and continued to walk at a slow pace.

Kill? Or not kill?

Gross was torn. Against two Sand Knights, he has confidence. But he was worried that if there was a big movement here, would it lure down the undead creatures on the second floor. Sound is also one of the important factors that attract the undead.

In a split second, he had already made his decision. With a finger of the staff, a meteorite with a diameter of two meters swirled in flames and smashed down on the heads of the two sand knights.

The Sand Knight looks skinny, but it's actually very durable. The huge meteorite fell on them, and they were only flipped to the ground. Their shriveled skin was smoky and scorched by the fire, but it didn't stop them from slowly getting up from the ground.

Gross's pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly assessed the strength of the two sand knights. This is at least ten times more powerful than the Sand Knight encountered on previous adventures. The difference is that there were followers in front of him as meat shields, but now he is alone.

Can't help but run away.

Gross was extremely aggrieved, and decisively turned around and fled. Without a meat shield, he simply couldn't afford to get the two Sand Knights close enough to get killed. This kind of demon doesn't seem to be fast, but it's actually one of the most explosive demons in Lugoin. As long as they get close to within two to three meters, they are able to get close in an instant. Those four sabers weren't a joke, either.

The Sand Knight rose from the ground, his eyes blood-red. Their eyesight is not good, but their perception is not weak. Almost instantly, they figured out the source of the attack.

Hiss.

A hoarse, low roar echoed through the silent sewers, penetrating. In a short moment, roars of varying heights echoed throughout the sewers.

Gross's face became more and more ugly. This is a unique way of communicating for Sand Knights. He had encountered similar situations in his previous adventures, and he had not heard of them less. These damned demons are calling their friends and preparing to besiege themselves.

While the physical potion had not yet expired, Gross ran with a black face. He also had to run as hard as he could. Once besieged by the Sand Knights, I'm afraid it will only last for a minute at most. After all, he was just a mage, not Talasha.

Just turning a corner, Gross was stunned. Three or four dark shadows loomed in the darkness ahead. Looking at the height, as well as the cold light reflecting the firelight, it was clear that they were a few sand knights.

"Damn." Gross cursed and immediately turned back the way he came, turning into another fork in the road. Helplessly, the third floor of the sewer has become a paradise for demons. No matter where he ran, there were bound to be a few or even a dozen sand knights in front of him. He was dizzy from left to right, but suddenly found himself back in place.

Looking at the steps in front of him, Gross was about to go crazy. The effects of the stamina potion have long since faded. Fleeing all the way, the stamina recovered with the help of physical potions was once again exhausted. But at such a great cost, it ran back to the same place. Stamina potions are also scarce in Lugao.

"Damn! Damn it! Gross frantically swung his staff and smashed the steps in front of him. He's had enough. The endless pursuit, the desperate predicament, etc., all hit his mind all the time. His spirit was on the verge of a breakdown, and he wished he had died a neat death right away.

Click-click-click...... Dense footsteps came from the darkness. Gross's eyes were red, and he turned suddenly. He wasn't going to run away. Even if he loses his life in this filthy sewer, he will die a dignified battle to maintain the dignity of a Rugauin nobleman.

One by one, the Sand Knights stepped out of the darkness into the dim light of the fire. They come from all sides. A pair of eyes glowing red like rubies in the dark.

"Come on." Gross roared violently, and raised his hand to release a meteorite into the densest spot of the Sand Knights. A huge meteorite fell from the sky and smashed straight into the sand knight. In the violent explosion, more than a dozen Sand Knights were swept up by the shock wave, taking down the Sand Knights behind them.

The darkness was completely dispelled by the raging flames. Under the bright light of the fire, the scale of the Sand Knight was completely exposed. Densely packed, at least hundreds of sand knights surrounded the aisles in all directions. They hissed and growled, and their reddish eyes were a little more proud.

After Gross released a meteorite, the pent-up violent aura in his heart was released. But when he calmed down, he faced the hundreds of sand knights around him, and he was already disillusioned.

Hiss.

Suddenly, a penetrating roar came from far away. In an instant, all the Sand Knights shuddered, and fell to their knees in obedience, pressing their foreheads against the ground in the direction from which the roar had come.

"Huh?" Gross frowned. He had already guessed the identity of the owner of the roar.

Rodament.

Only this demon lord, who is said to have been transformed into a famous mage of the Hradim clan, can make these sand knights so subdued. But how could Rodamant stop these sand knights from besieging him?

Gross was at a loss.

At this moment, another roar came. The Sand Knight on the right suddenly got up and stepped back to the sides, making way for him. Gross was taken aback, and quickly calculated the pros and cons.

After a long time, he gritted his teeth and walked over proudly. Take things as they come. No matter what Rodamant's plot is, he must ensure his own safety first and wait for the opportunity to be rescued by Grez.

……

Half an hour later, Grace's angry roar echoed through the sewers that had regained silence.

"Damn, he must have entered the third floor."

PS: uh...... Sorry for being late again...... Now do the math...... Two chapters a day, now there is only one chapter a day, ashamed and ashamed. I thought about it carefully.,Horizontal and vertical this week probably doesn't have time to guarantee two chapters a day.,Just one chapter a day a week this week.,There's plenty of time next week.,Count this weekend.,Next Monday and pay it back.,Three chapters a day.。 After wilting for a week, I have to get up. Forgive me.