Due to the proximity to the deep-water port, the sewers near the dock area were very permeable, with salty and bitter water dripping from time to time in the wet masonry cracks, and the iron branch sluice was blocked by silt and debris, and the foul-smelling sewage overflowed the gutters, making the ground extremely slippery.

Scavengers, led by Aldrich Triss, used simple tools to remove debris, unclog sewers and drain sewage, the sweltering air faded and the ground covered with blue-black moss was slippery and untenable, and scavengers used flat-headed shovels to clean it up.

Later, a few more blocked passages were resolved, and the sewers near the Black Cat Tavern were successfully restored to unblocked, and the battle that the official members of the division of the battle were looking forward to was delayed, but the extremely hard-working scavengers who were not afraid of dirt and tiredness found a lot of valuable good things.

Broken jewelry, handleless short knives, and gilded buttons are all small things, most of which are rusty copper, and Aldrich estimates that they have all fallen into the sewers by passers-by by accidentally, and in order to encourage the scavengers, they buy some of them as appropriate, but the asking price is too high to meet their psychological expectations.

After clearing an area, the guild that entered the sewers as it continued to expand its territory finally attracted the attention of the inhabitants of the Dark World.

A group of dark-green-skinned big-footed goblins, a total of twelve low-level warriors with cowering expressions, were poured by their owners with berserk reagents that had deteriorated due to the wrong recipe, their mud-gray eyes were instantly bloodshot, and the blood vessels near the corners of the eyes rose high, extending down to the neck, and even to the thin limbs, and the muscles that were dry due to lack of food immediately swelled up as if they were inflated. The puffy fingers shrank out of dehydration, revealing claws as sharp as beasts.

With such a drastic change, the breathing of the nose was no longer enough for the body's consumption, and the goblins opened their mouths and gulped in the air, and from time to time the tongues stretched out outside emitted hot steam, which appeared as a strange dark red, as if the internal organs had been damaged and bleeding.

The self-taught alchemist couldn't help but shake his head, dismissing the viscous potion as a failure, and the recipe was destroyed by him for the last time—crumpled into pieces, and swallowed into his stomach in one gulp.

Bigfoot goblins, whose brains have been destroyed by berserk reagents, have been transformed into bloodthirsty beasts, and they have been released from their cages one by one by their owners, obeying their predatory instincts, and rushing towards the unsuspecting scavengers.

Aldrich felt a palpitation, his eyes fixed ahead, and in the depths of the dimly lit sewers, there was a sudden sound of rapid footsteps and an imperceptible bark, and he immediately stopped, blunt-tipped heavy sword in both hands, ready for the danger that might arise at any time.

The members of the union behind him were affected by this veteran mercenary and also entered a state of alert, many of them were worried about the outbreak of the conflict, perhaps worried that the conflict would be bleeding and injured, and their tongues licked their dry lips, while some warriors who were confident in their skills felt a burst of inexplicable excitement, especially Duver, who was covered with scars all over his body, holding a sharp sailor's scimitar, standing on the side behind Aldrich, not affecting the performance of the 'president', and preparing to pick up the gaps and clean up the trash fish that had slipped through the net.

Seeing the movement of the team in front, the scavengers immediately retreated some distance, and many of them took out wooden shields to guard against sneak attackers who might appear behind and carry out a flanking attack.

Aldrich scanned the movements of the union members out of the corner of his eye, and unhurriedly opened his true vision, and the bigfoot goblin, who had been transformed into a beast by the madness of the potion, appeared in his eyes as a burning vitality, turning from the glimmer of a candle to a red flame like a torch.

He grinned, picked up his blunt-tipped heavy sword with both hands, and led it in a continuous semi-circular step, unleashing an 'endless waltz' similar to that of a classical court knight, and the quasi-grand knight's skill was thunderous and slashed, setting off a death frenzy in the narrow sewers.

The cold blade of the sword flowed down and the wind whistled incessantly, and the blunt end of the heavy sword was like thunder, and the bigfoot goblin that was once tame like a slave and was driven by it was now a mad beast, fearless to crash head-on into Aldrich's endless sword momentum.

The goblin led by the "...... of the "Hiss" was split in two diagonally by the heavy sword, and the stinking internal organs and blood splattered haphazardly in the air, and the tumbling wreckage had just fallen, and the second goblin approaching was easily dealt with by Aldrich, followed by the third, and then the fourth, unsurprisingly, becoming the victim of the blunt-headed heavy sword.

Until the fifth beastly goblin was able to avoid the cracks of the thunderbolt's attack, leapfrog the wreckage of its kind, and pounce on the union members who were always on guard, but had no choice but to fight. Sharp claws slid over the iron-clad wooden shield, and the shrill noise reverberated back and forth in the narrow corridor, making everyone present except Aldrich have sore teeth and couldn't help but become manic.

The veteran sailor Deville expertly shielded his shoulders with his shield and launched a savage charge sideways, knocking chest-high goblins off balance, and the right-hand scimitar hidden behind him slashed forward, almost disemboweling it.

The bigfoot goblin, which narrowly escaped Aldrich's serial slashes, was badly injured by Deville's continuous skills, and it screamed in pain, which greatly boosted the morale of the nearby onlookers, and more than a dozen long and short swords attacked from different directions. Avoiding one place, not avoiding everything, the vital parts of the beast-like goblin immediately had seven or eight more transparent holes, blood gushed out, and with the rapid passage of medicinal power, it also completed its short life.

The routine head cutting off the ears of the goblins, the pointed ears of the goblins are the proof of the bounty, but there are too many people to attack, a little too much, and the 'evil consequences' without a clear proportion of the distribution of profits appear, and before the battle is over, some people start to make noise.

Duvel, who contributed the most, didn't look down on this little money at all, he withdrew his shield, shook the blood beads on his scimitar, and prepared to support President Triss and continue to guard his back, but the battle that had just ended was not over, Aldrich had successfully dealt with the remaining bigfoot goblins, and was turning over the wreckage in search of valuable loot.

'Too fast, too fast. Let's work together to solve a trash fish that slipped through the net, and the chairman killed seven goblins who were at least first-level warriors, and his strength was definitely not level four, and he might have entered the transcendent level of level five. ’

The unimaginable results of the battle forced the disputed union members to once again face up to the president of the scavengers' guild as a 'veteran mercenary', Aldrich Triss's high-profile recruitment, fierce and destructive combat skills, and low-key style, which taught these people a good lesson.

They put an end to their pointless and somewhat ridiculous arguments, and negotiated their own share of the bounty, with Duville, who had contributed the most, receiving 30 percent, and the remaining 70 percent, divided equally among the fourteen men.

The two scavengers seemed to be attracted by Aldrich's heroic appearance, and volunteered to stand up and offer to clean the battlefield for him free of charge and collect the spoils. The fair President Triss thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, but unfortunately, Bigfoot goblins are all poor ghosts, except for a broken and moldy leather armor, only ears can be cut off for bounty.

"Remember to collect the dark green blood that flowed from the wound! I have a hunch that I can't say whether it is good or bad, these cowardly and incompetent goblins, who are not much different from the sick people, will become fearless and grow in strength by leaps and bounds, there must be some reason that we cannot know at the moment. However, I reckon that if I find an alchemist who is proficient in pharmacy, I may be able to find some secrets in this fresh blood. ”

Impressed by Aldrich's speculation, not only the scavengers, but also the union members who were in charge of fighting were a little eager to try, but they did not carry the proper utensils or skins with them, so they could only watch as the opportunity to make money was missed.

'Don't worry, with President Tris, who has extraordinary combat strength, I'm afraid that I won't have a chance to make a fortune? ’

The full members of the Scavengers' Guild did not dare to fight with Aldrich Tris, after all, the gap was too great, so they found the senior sailors who were slightly superior in combat power and martial arts, and found that the distance between them was not without a chance to shorten, so they all aimed at Deville's position.

Twelve big-footed goblins, through the hands of dozens of scavengers, all traces of existence were completely eliminated, and the blood stains that remained on the sewer floor, mixed with the rancid air, were faintly imperceptible.

The scavengers continued to expand their territory, and as a result of the engagement, they were all wary of possible non-human creatures around them.

The georefining alchemist, hiding in a hidden location, destroyed a failed recipe before he could restart the experiment. Moreover, those cowardly goblins with big feet, although they were tamed by slaves and traffickers, and became 'cattle' who only promised themselves, were also his kindred, and could not be squandered wantonly.

Entering the kingdom of Bones and Thorns without permission, the self-proclaimed king alchemist of the Earth will not sit idly by, allowing humans to put their dishonest hands into their territory. Descending the slide to the Colosseum in the ruined tower, his pet and the newly-witted nezumi squeaked in a motley manner.

These waist-high creatures were the product of an ancient alchemical experiment, and the alchemist of the Earth Refining obtained a tattered ancient notebook that allowed him to recreate this experiment, and to make up for the lost part of it with his own talent. If it weren't for his inability to reproduce, he would have created a whole new race almost like a god.

However, the artificial creation of intelligent beings seems to be limited by certain rules and full of various shortcomings. From ancient times to the present, all kinds of subhumans, such as mermaids, horsemen, werewolves, etc., have been briefly brilliant, but unfortunately in the end they are all short-lived, quietly disappearing in the depths of the long river of time.

The Geospirit Alchemist retracted his wandering thoughts, grabbed a handful of gray powder from his waist pocket, and sprinkled it on the Colosseum, the hallucinogenic powder that immediately caused the nezumi to fall into an illusory dream. They seemed to be dealing with a sumptuous table, and the sound of neat teeth grinding was chilling, and even the alchemist himself was a little overwhelmed and had to cover his ears.

Taking advantage of the fact that the twenty or so pets in the house were trapped in a fantasy world, the alchemist hung a thin-skinned iron-shelled egg filled with an unstable compound that he had inadvertently refined on the nezumi's belt, and then a rope wrapped around the pets' necks, taking them away from the ruined tower and by the elevator to a hidden exit in the sewers.