"Huh?" Lancelot was stunned as he walked. The elemental fluctuations generated by the grand magic of the High Priest of Tima also came at this time, and Stoic knew that the other side had already done it, so he urged Lancelot: "It's the High Priest who did it, let's hurry up." ”

"It's not—" Lancelot's expression was a little odd. "Did any of you hear any strange noise?" "Strange sound?" Stoic shook his head as well. "Nope. ”

It's just that Lancelot didn't say this to him, but to the other six Templars. However, the six Templars looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Someone seems to be screaming, it's a woman....." Lancelot's expression was still very strange.

Listening to the paladin's words, the expressions of the other Templars also became strange. This really doesn't seem like a question to ask in this context. The point is that the person asking the question doesn't seem to be a good fit for the question either.

Lancelot frowned and shook his head in confusion. He did hear a woman's scream coming from nowhere, and it seemed to be the voice of someone he knew, as if it was still ......

It is almost impossible for a person like him to have a false perception and make a mistake in judgment, but if his auditory judgment is not wrong, it seems theoretically even more impossible.

"Hurry up and do what the High Priest Tima commanded. After that, you want as many women as you want, and those black elves have heard that they are very good women for you and humans. You don't have to rush, there will be a lot of land. Stoic was impatient and annoyed. If not knowing that you don't

will be an opponent, preferring to communicate with these humans with his fists or axes. But now it's just a matter of trying to communicate in a way that they can understand. Lancelot nodded helplessly, not opening his mouth to explain. This is indeed not the time or occasion to worry about these things. He continued to walk forward. "Rest assured, this is already the only path to Othello from the Dark Elf Sanctuary. We won't miss it anyway. ”

Stoic replied in the guttural voice characteristic of the Minotaur. Then he turned around and yelled twice at the other minotaurs in the language of the minotaurs. The Minotaur's breathing became much heavier, and the wide passage seemed to be filled with the stench of the Minotaur's breath.

In fact, from the moment they entered this huge passage, all the minotaurs breathed heavily. They were all nervous.

There are fifty elite Minotaur warriors and ten Minotaur priests, all of whom are the best of the clan. In particular, the fifty minotaur warriors, led by Stoic, were no longer holding ordinary battle axes, but huge pure steel battle axes with magical inscriptions on them. The axe was covered with an armor-piercing spell carved into it, a special weapon that High Priest Tima had prepared for many years. The sheer weight combined with the size and strength of the Minotaur made it seem more suitable for slashing through gates without enemies.

And the combat effectiveness of the elite minotaur warriors themselves should not be underestimated, even if the combat effectiveness is not as good as the seven temple knights here, but in terms of strength and destructive power, they are absolutely victorious, even if it is a rhinoceros, they have no chance of winning in the case of wrestling with these minotaur warriors, not to mention that they will never just wrestle with their opponents after years of combat experience.

Even such elite warriors with such weapons in their hands, walking in a tunnel that was too wide to look like a tunnel, they couldn't help but be nervous. The ten minotaur priests seemed to be better, chanting in a whisper what seemed to be a scripture from the Horned Demon Sect, asking the legendary deity of their ancestors to give them divine power and courage to face their enemies. Face the enemy you have never met and who only appears in legends.

This tunnel is different from most of Negan, not only is it very wide, but it is also well-built, more like a huge passage of a mansion. There are only a few occasional luminous crystals illuminated on the rock wall, as is the case elsewhere in Negan, and many luminescent gems are artificially set. Although the brightness is not as bright as the daylight on the ground, it can be said to be brilliant underground.

This passage leads to the sacred land of the Black Elves, the abode of their Earth Divine Spokesman, the Black Dragon Moriel. The Black Elves worship this gigantic intelligent creature as a half-god, and it has always helped the Black Elves occupy the largest and highest position in the Negan Underworld. To destroy or completely defeat the Black Elves. This divine spokesman must be eradicated. That's something that everyone in Negan knows. But no one knew to get rid of this dragon, which should only have appeared in legends, which was something that the inhabitants of Negan could not even imagine. I don't dare to do it when I die, because I can't do it.

With the exception of the Evil-Eyed Tyrant hundreds of years ago, High Priest Tima was the only one who dared to think about it and act on it. He thought about it for more than 30 years, and then found a rare opportunity to start doing it, and slowly made preparations for more than 10 years, and then he made a break with the help of the power of the church at this time. Moriel's messenger was no longer Negan, which was the latest news from the High Priest, and one of the reasons why he had decided to take advantage of the moment. The Black Elf Chiefs had apparently kept the news under control, but the High Priestess had received the news from a human merchant with whom they had dealings. Originally, the High Priest wanted to get in touch with Dia Valley through this relationship and ask them to carry out the project together, but then the merchant contact died. Dia Valley didn't seem to pay any attention to him anymore.

However, Dia Valley did not participate, but a cardinal came to the church, holding the tokens and news of the contact, it turned out that the church intended to help the high priest's plan, but there were corresponding conditions.

can only destroy the black elves and unify the underground world, and no conditions are in the eyes of High Priest Tima. Moreover, in his opinion, this condition is just a virtual reality. The covenant between the two sides hit it off, and it quickly came to the point of implementation.

More than a decade of preparation is not a waste of time. Through a maneuver he had done more than a decade ago, High Priest Tima could be sure that the Black Dragon Morriel was now much weaker. All of this had been rehearsed countless times in the High Priest's mind, sending troops, quietly besieging the largest dark elf city, and even preparing the magic to be used had spent years studying and practicing. Although this is actually the most important battlefield, High Priest Tima is clearly better suited to fight there. As soon as he made a move, a team of elite warriors on his side also led the Templar Knights into the holy land of this black elite. The priests and guards outside were nothing to the Templars, and they were resolved without even the slightest noise.

Facing this would be the most terrifying creature on the continent, not to mention the Minotaur warriors, even the Templars and even Lancelot were a little nervous. The people who are qualified to walk on this passage with no return are all top-level warriors, and the nervousness and fear are not a big deal for them, but they are even more excited, but it has been some time since the magic sent by the high priest of Tima, and they are ready to meet the huge figure in this long corridor at any time, but there is nothing, not to mention the legendary black dragon, not even a bat has emerged from the corridor.

That magical fluctuation can be felt even by the dullest caveman, let alone a dragon. But there was no movement in this corridor.

There is no movement at all, and sometimes it is more terrifying than any movement. Stoic couldn't help but quicken his pace, and there should be Moriel's lair not far ahead. He mustered all his fighting spirit and courage, and he was going to fight the most terrifying monster on the continent in the name of the Horned Demon. He felt his blood boiling hot, and his fighting spirit burning.

A large cavern appeared at the end of the tunnel, and the Minotaurs and Templars entered the cavern through the passage. They were ready to see anything, but when they did, they couldn't help but be completely stunned. Because they didn't see anything.

This is indeed supposed to be an environment where dragons live. Piled up with all sorts of treasures and gold coins, as well as magical items, the smell of sulfur wafted up from a huge pool of water. But there is no need to say that it is a dragon, that is, there is not even a dragon fly.

"What's going on??" It was Stoic who first asked the empty cavern. He whistled with a huge axe. "Where's the dragon?"

Lancelot and the Templars didn't go much deeper into the cavern, maintaining their position near the entrance to the cavern. They also face this situation and do not understand it at all.

"Could it be that the dragon Moriel has left the lair and gone somewhere else?" asked Lancelot.

"Impossible, impossible. The leader of the minotaur warriors howled. "The high priest said that his body should be too weak to leave the nest for a long time. ”