"It's all dealt with, and that little ghost did his best. Touching the marks on the ground, the Bloodclan who walked in front held the torch and said with a grin, "It's a pity that he hasn't learned to track." No matter how much you fake, what is fake is fake after all. Go that way. ”

Another Blood, who was also carrying a torch, whistled and shouted, "Be careful! There's a hydra in here, and it should not be far from us!"

The remaining eight Bloods scattered all converged towards them.

"Actually, I think they're stupid. Hide the hydra here...... With such a narrow space, Hydra is afraid that it is not easy to play, right?"

"Who knows? But we don't have a good time here. If it's on the ground, we can beat dwarven ground rats. It's a bit risky here. ”

"That's right. This kind of place is only good for dwarves. But a group of iron-struckers, even if they play well, what can they do? hahahaha. ”

Maintaining a vigilant formation, a total of ten Bloods continued to advance towards the depths of the tunnel. Along the way, they chatted casually, as if they were about to face a group of weak opponents, not Hydra.

Far away, Jones hid in the darkness and watched quietly.

Silverhammer whispered, "What should we do? Maybe we should just rush in. ”

"Shh......hh No matter how experienced people are, there are times when they make mistakes, and the key is to be patient. Opportunities can always wait. If there is no chance, then we create one. ”

"Create an opportunity?"

......

In the direction of Hilde's direction towards the Great Snake City, a large group of bats were struggling to fly. Adair was the one at the front.

The butler followed him closely.

"Young Master, I advise you not to give the order under any circumstances. We can go, but please don't do anything anyway, or the lord will be furious. Not only that, but the head of the house will also be furious. When the time comes...... Your future is going to be in question. ”

"Shut up! Hurry up!

"Young master, you really can't do it!"

"It's all said to shut you up! Why are you talking so much nonsense! What's the matter if you go and don't do anything?"

......

Hilde.

In the luxurious hall, a group of middle-aged blood clans dressed in luxurious costumes were sitting on the sofa drinking wine with wine glasses, chatting and laughing.

A maid hurriedly walked in through the door, saluted, and then walked over to one of the middle-aged bloodmen with curly brown hair, and whispered something in his ear.

The middle-aged blood clan's expression froze for a moment, and he said softly, "Count how many guards there are." ”

"Yes. ”

......

"Hey, are you looking for me?"

A voice came. The blood clans in the tunnel immediately turned back one by one.

In the faint light of the fire, they saw Jones staggering out of the corner of the tunnel, looking at them with a grin.

"Is this the little ghost?" someone whispered.

"I don't know, I guess so. I haven't heard of any other Bloodline kids here. ”

"Grab him and ask, won't you?"

One of the Bloods had already taken the lead and pounced on Jones at breakneck speed.

Jones turned around and turned into a bat and escaped into the darkness.

"Chase him, don't let him run!"

"Wait! Don't chase! There's a hydra!"

In an instant, six of the Bloodlines had already rushed out, and the other four Bloodlines had no time to stop them. All of a sudden, the small team of ten people quickly split into two groups.

"These guys...... I don't want to think about why he took the initiative to appear in front of us?" The blood clan led by him was a little speechless when he looked at the torches that had been thrown on the ground: "This is obviously a trap!"

"It's okay. The other Bloodclan spread his hands and comforted, "They know what they're doing. Even if it's a trap, there is a way to deal with it. ”

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "boom" behind him.

Turning around, a hammer slammed into the face of one of the Bloods.

"Whew——!" The blood clan who was hit covered his face and bowed down suddenly. Blood had spurted from its nostrils, staining the sand beneath its feet.

The other three Bloods froze.

Before they could react, hammers, axes, pickaxes, and stones were already whizzing towards them in the darkness. Densely packed.

"Oh no! it's a dwarf! be careful!" the Bloodclan shouted as they hurriedly cast a spell to build a shield in front of them. The thrown thing clanged against the shield, causing only a ripple.

Those Bloods who didn't have time to put up their shields were not so lucky, and they were smashed all over their bodies.

It's an upward-sloping passage, and it couldn't be better for an ambush point. The strength of the dwarves is by no means comparable to that of humans.

In the blink of an eye, things were thrown at him all over the place.

"I'm going to slaughter you guys!"

"Smash your heads!"

"Come on, Lao Tzu is here, aren't you going to arrest me and sell me?"

The roar of the dwarves came from the darkness.

They are still desperately throwing things at the blood clan, and the things they have lost have gone from being miscellaneous and everything at the beginning, to only stones left. Lost to the ground.

Except for the one who was hit at the beginning, the other three Bloods had already stabilized the situation. And the blood clan that was hit at the beginning was also protected.

"Sure enough, it's a trap!" the blood clan led by gritted his teeth and shouted, "Don't act rashly!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Lowering his head, the Bloodclan quickly picked up a torch and threw it forward. In the dim light of the fire, they saw a group of dwarves scattering and fleeing, and suddenly there was nothing in front of them. Only the torches that had been thrown away fell to the ground and "squeaked" and burned.

However, it was only for a short time.

The next moment, a large stone roared behind him.

Before the four Bloods could react, the stones in front of them continued as the torches that landed in front of them were covered with a large handful of sand that came from nowhere. Immediately after, there were stones thrown out of the small pits that were messed around around.

The four Bloods could only defend one side of each back-to-back, shielding themselves from the stones flying in all directions.

"What should I do?"

"Hold on! Let's keep pushing!"

"Okay!"

The four Bloods looked after each other, advancing little by little.

......

At this moment, Jones is playing hide and seek with six other Bloods.

As we all know, there is such a thing as a tunnel, which is never dug in a straight line. But the perception of mana fluctuations is straight.

Jones hid and managed to release the magic fluctuations on his body, and for a while, the six blood clans who knew nothing about this labyrinth-like pit were all dizzy. They could clearly feel that Jones was only thirty to forty meters away from them, and sometimes only twenty meters away, but no one knew how many layers of rock walls there were. They could only watch as Jones slipped away from their perceptual range, and the next moment, they appeared at another point. If they follow a straight line, they will most likely end up in a dead end.

The point is, the Bloodlines are much faster than the Dwarves and Hydras.

"Damn! what the hell is going to do about this?" one of the Bloods cursed.

"What else can I do?

"Where to chase!"

"How do I know!"

"Just break through the rock wall! This rock wall is not very thick!"

"You're crazy, do you want to cause a landslide and bury yourself here?"

There are six adult high-ranking blood clans, but they are being played around by a juvenile blood clan, and they are helpless.

Jones was still weaving through the tunnels, coming and going like the wind.

That's the benefit of being hands-on. No one but the dwarves was more familiar with the pit than he was, after all, it had been dug out with his participation.

On the one hand, there are dwarves who are everywhere and don't move forward if they throw things at them, and on the other hand, Jones, who can't catch them like a loach. The entire pit was like a huge quagmire, consuming the magic and physical strength of these ten high-ranking bloods little by little.

How terrible the quagmire is, probably only those who fall into the quagmire really understand.

It only lasted for half an hour, and as the magic shield of one of the Bloods was broken, the Bloods led by them couldn't stand it anymore. He used his magic to give a new order to all the Bloods in the tunnel: "Retreat!

The six Bloodborns who were chasing Jones quickly stopped their pursuit and began searching for a way back.

The four Bloods who were in a stalemate with the dwarves, including the one who led them, began to move in the opposite direction with their shields in their hands.

To be honest, in this kind of place, it is not much easier to leave than to continue the pursuit.

Sensing the other party's new moves, Jones also used magic to give a new order to the dwarves: "They want to retreat and bring more people!

"Okay. ”

"Got it. ”

"Rush, ——!" shouted, and suddenly, dwarves poured out from all directions. The four besieged Bloods were dumbfounded.

"Die——!"

"Lao Tzu slaughtered you!"

"Break, break, break!"

"Kill ——!"

The shields held up by the four Bloods kept them airtight, but it came at a cost. The dwarves slammed their hammers against the magical shields, each of which was accompanied by a hysterical roar, and each time the shield seemed to crack. Even if it doesn't crack, it will instantly consume a lot of their mana to support it.

And thanks to the excellent eyesight of the Bloods, they can clearly see the hideous expressions of the dwarves even in the dim light of the fire. All of them went crazy, and besides, they were close at hand. Shouts, roars filled every corner of the tunnel.

At this scene, the blood clan led by them was shocked into a cold sweat. They could only blast the dwarves through their shields with magical bombardment. However, there are too many dwarves, and all of them are rough and thick-skinned. Even if he was hit by magic, he just staggered and fell down twice, and then got back up again.

Soon, the other six Bloodclans, who were searching for the way to leave, received a new order: "Don't go!

All of a sudden, the six Bloods turned around and flew towards the four Bloods who were besieged.

However, as mentioned before, the tunnel is never dug in a straight line, but perception is. Figuring out where your teammates are and getting to them in a maze of tunnels is a different thing altogether.

The battle has just begun.

"Ma'am, it's your turn! stop the six Bloods!" Jones shouted.

With a roar, the hydra slammed through the rubble wall and rushed out under the guidance of the dwarf, its massive body speeding through the tunnel...... The battle was like a train through a tunnel.

The Hydra in the pit is indeed limited in combat power, but if it is not used for combat, then it is a different matter. After all, if that huge body is used to block the tunnel, it will be very useful!

......

In Jones's room, Count Dracula was gently stroking the coffin that Jones used to rest on a daily basis, carefully inspecting the workmanship.

"How long have they been in the tunnel?"

"It's been an hour. ”

"No news yet?"

"Nope. But Hydra is in there, yes. Your son should be in there too. ”

"For so long...... Could something be wrong?"

"Don't worry, it will be solved soon. The black-haired Blood, who belonged to the same brotherhood as Count Dracula, smiled, looked at Count Dracula and said, "It's just a child, can't our people even solve a child?" Of course, I don't look down on your son. But he's just a kid after all, you know. Although this is not a glorious thing, we have dealt with many naughty children and young masters of various big families. ”

"Isn't there another hydra?"

"There are also a lot of demonic beasts that we have dealt with. Trust us, we are experienced. What's more, the tunnel is not a good place for Hydra's combat effectiveness. It won't even be able to do a decent assault. ”

The brown-haired blood clan who was the leader on the side stood quietly on the edge of the balcony and looked down, without speaking.

Count Dracula took a deep breath and frowned, a little anxious. He whispered, "Since we've made sure they're inside, why don't you send more people down?"

"Why do you think that? Do you think the most difficult thing for us is to defeat them?" said the black-haired Bloods with a grin, "No, our biggest difficulty has always been to capture them. Keep enough people on the ground to catch them as soon as they escape the pit. Don't worry, brother, we've never missed. ”

"Okay. Count Dracula sighed lightly and smiled helplessly.

Yes, what can he do with his unsuccessful son? Can he be more difficult to deal with than the young masters of those big families?

......

In the chaos, Jones turned into a bat and flew over the heads of the dwarves besieging the Bloods, and directly volleyed into a human form and landed directly in the middle of the four Bloods.

The moment he landed, he pulled out the sword from the waist of one of the Bloods with a "bang".

The four Bloods who were holding on to each other were stunned.

Before they could react, Jones had already swept out in all directions with his sword in hand.

Is Jones' sword fast?

Soon, though not too fast for these high-ranking bloods. However, the real problem is not how fast or slow the sword is. The real problem was that the four Bloods who had gathered together to prop up the four defensive shields dodged! Yes, they dodged reflexively! The four of them unconsciously spread out in all directions!

By the time they understood what Jones had come to, it was too late. For they have scattered and are surrounded by dwarves with axes and hammers!

The dim red light shone from below.

The tunnel, which had been chaotic a moment ago, suddenly fell silent, so quiet that there was not the slightest sound.

Holding his sword in his hand, Jones gasped heavily and laughed slowly.

"The first game, win!"

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