Just as the fireball technique was "blooming in the middle" of the wolf newt group, ten red crystal gargoyles also happened to fly in.

With the smoke and dust of the explosion that had not yet fallen, the gargoyles swooped down in unison, like goshawks fighting rabbits, and simply grabbed ten wolf newts into the air, and then tore them into pieces in the air, or threw them from a high place and smashed them directly into flesh.

However, in the blink of an eye, more than 20 wolf newt beasts had been blown up and killed, and they had reached a quarter of the size of the abyss beast herd.

Seeing this, both the caveman on the opposite side and the wolf newt group itself were shocked and at a loss.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, another piercing howl sounded from the abyssal beast herd. Then, the remaining wolf newts no longer wanted to fight, and quickly turned around and galloped towards the other side of the small plain, and in a moment they had retreated without a trace.

Clever!

This time, even Moriarty was impressed by the leader of the newt who had always been mixed in with the abyssal beasts and had never appeared. Being able to judge the situation like this and judge the shape clearly and nuancedly is rare even among the true intelligent races, and it can be called a spiritual master.

Seeing the group of wolf newts take the initiative to evacuate, the caveman on the opposite side did not see any joy, but still looked nervously at the red crystal gargoyles hovering above his head under the leadership of the fifth-level cave hunter. They had all witnessed the short but one-sided battle just now, and naturally understood that once these strange flying objects pounced, they might be able to kill their "prey" in one fell swoop. You must know that in the underground world, there is no saying that "the enemy of the enemy is a friend", but that the powerful possess a qiē, dominate a qiē, and kill a qiē. Therefore. Whether the gargoyles who drove away the wolf newt group will continue to attack themselves, the caveman really has no idea in his heart. Moreover, it is located in a small open plain, and in the event of a war, there is no hope that anyone will escape from under the wings of the extremely fast enemy.

Therefore, before these strange flying creatures made a clear statement, all the cavemen, including the fifth-level cave hunters, did not dare to move.

Until...

"Hello, troglodyte friend of the traveling merchant outside. I don't know how I can help you? ”

Suddenly, a figure seemed to come out of nowhere, slowly emerging in the clearing more than ten meters away from the fifth-level cave hunter, accompanied by a strange tone of Nigon's lingua franca.

"Who are you?" The cave hunter immediately pointed the hard fern root spear in his hand and asked in a bluff.

"I'm a traveler who has lost my way in the underworld, hoping to find a way home."

said. The figure slowly moved forward. so that the other party can see him clearly. At the same time, the ten gargoyles in the air circled down one after another, hanging in the air behind them, like the most reliable personal guards.

"It's you! Just drove away the wolf newt herd! ”

Seeing the flying monsters all guarding each other. The cave hunter screamed again. But then he immediately put down the raised fern spear.

Joke. The stranger on the other side was undoubtedly the owner of those monsters, and if he had any malice, he would have been able to capture his own pitiful number of cavemen. How can you come over to say hello calmly? Especially the fireball technique that was like a "flying immortal outside the sky", after all, the cave hunter knew the goods and knew that it was the power of the law. And in Nigon, the priesthood with such magical power is a rare powerhouse. Therefore, if you are so vigilant again, it is redundant and ridiculous.

"Thank you, Honorable Master, for saving me and my people from under the newt's fangs. On behalf of the Crucible Hills, I would like to extend my greatest gratitude to you. ”

Even before that figure walked in again, the fifth-level cave hunter who reacted had already taken the initiative to bow down according to the traditional etiquette of the cavemen, and the other cavemen immediately followed suit when they saw this.

"It doesn't have to be so polite." Moriarty walked up to the cave hunter and helped one of them up, smiling as he said, "I remember that the caveman had a very good saying, which was 'When a wolf newt comes, there is a fern spear, and when a friend comes, there is moss.'" If you want to thank me, why don't you give me a taste of your tribe's moss bar? Also, my name is Moriarty, so I don't have to be called a master. ”

"Master Moriarty, my name is Pocos."

The cave hunter stood up, still looking in awe at the stranger, who was much taller than himself. And in its eyes, Moriarty was different from any other Nigon race it had seen before, only slightly similar to the brutal Dark Elves. And as soon as he thought of this, and thought of the terrible and brutal dark elves, Bo Kesi was even more respectful, and he was still known as a master of law.

"The moss wine from our 'Forge Hills' is the best in the neighborhood, and even the elves in the dungeon are full of praise, indicating that we pay tribute according to the year."

Thinking of the moss wine mentioned by the other party just now, the cave hunter hurriedly said. However, his words also involve the words of the dungeon and the dark elves, and he is inevitably suspected of pulling the tiger skin and pulling the banner to give himself the courage to pull backers.

"Oh, is there such a good wine?"

However, listening to the other party's words, Moriarty was in good spirits. If what the other party says is true, it is possible to follow the relationship with a certain dungeon. And the best way for him to return to the surface was to ask the ruler of Nigon for advice.

"Yes. However, we have already drunk all the sake we have brought with us, so we are sorry that we cannot present it to you. Bo Kesi just wanted to go and get the wine, but suddenly remembered that the moss wine in the team had been drunk, and his face couldn't help but be embarrassed again, and he was worried that the other party thought that he was teasing him, so he immediately apologized again and again.

"It doesn't matter. As I said, I've lost my way home in this underworld. So may I go with you to the 'Crucible Hills' for a short rest and a taste of moss?" Moriarty smiled and asked directly, "Moreover, I see that the group of wolf newts has only retreated slightly, and they should still be cruising around and waiting for an opportunity." So, it's safer to be with me. ”

"It's... Yes, my lord, on behalf of the tribe, I welcome you to visit. ”

Hearing Moriarty's words, the cave hunter seemed to hesitate at first, but after thinking about it again, he really couldn't refuse, so he had to agree.

So, after treating the wounded a little, Moriarty joined the small troglodyte group and traveled with them into the depths of the plain. Moreover, when treating the wounded, Moriarty's healing techniques also cleaned the wounds and alleviated the pain of many cavemen, including Pocoth. In this way, the other party also began to slowly accept this powerful stranger.

In the days that followed, the team continued to move through underground plains, caves, hills, and even underground rivers. And with Moriarty's entourage, although he encountered several sneak attacks or sieges by the abyssal beasts on the subsequent journey, they were all repelled and even killed by the light. During this period, the power and mystery expressed by Moriarty not only made the cavemen more awe-inspiring, but also became truly intimate because of a series of side by side battles.

And as he became familiar with Pocos and kept talking, Moriarty also learned more and more about the latest situation in Nigon.

It turned out that five hundred years ago, the storm of the Ice Apocalypse had indeed invaded this deep and boundless abyssal world. Similar to the surface world, under the invasion of the devastated energy tide, the heroes of Nigon were also killed and wounded, and the originally powerful underground world civilization was also terribly damaged. As a result, the original ruling order of Nigon was greatly shaken, and the period of terror and turmoil that followed for nearly 400 years was directly formed.

In order to seize the supreme power of the abyssal world and the control of the rich dungeons, various races have been fighting almost non-stop and fighting for hundreds of years after the ice apocalypse.

Whether it is the Dark Elves, the former underground overlord, or the Minotaur, who is unwilling to fall to the enemy of the Holy City, or the ambitious underground dwarves, or even the evil Eye Demon who is hated by almost all species, they all gather the strength of the whole race to attack each other and fight each other. Even, in several geographically important cave battlefields, the blood shed by the underground natives almost permanently dyed large swathes of cave walls and rocks a withered red. The corpses of the dead were piled up and the roads were blocked, forcing the belligerents to stop and clean up their bones before they could continue fighting.

In this way, it was not until more than 100 years ago that the new order of Nigon was finally re-established.

To commemorate the 400 years of horror, the natives erected a towering obelisk in the abyss' greatest dungeon, Eclipse Moonlight. There is no word on the stele, there is no pattern, but the whole body is dyed by blood red, and there is a crystal funnel on the top of the stele, the bucket is filled with blood, and it is exhausted in one day, and it is turned over and dropped again. In order to commemorate the blood-colored 400 years, the aborigines named this monument "Thousand Days of Blood Monument".

"So, the Dark Elves are still the greatest ruler of Nigon?"

After a week or so of trekking, Moriarty followed the small troglodyte caravan through hundreds of kilometers of winding cave passages before finally approaching the Furnace Hill.

"It's... Although... At first, I was beaten badly by the repeated attacks of 'Bull Head' and 'Big Eyes', but in the end I survived. After taking a breath, he launched a fierce counterattack. For more than 100 years, it has destroyed several dungeons of the other party in a row, killing countless people. Even later, even Lord Shenglong couldn't look at it, and opened his mouth to speak, those... before finally stopping. ”

Although he has become familiar with Moriarty, every time he talks about the topic of dark elves, Pocos is a little too concerned to say more, and he doesn't even dare to call the dark elves by their names. On the other hand, he dared to use slang terms such as 'bull head' and 'big eyes' for the Minotaur and the Eye Demon.

It can be seen that the dark elves are famous among cavemen. (To be continued......)