The demon kobold burrowed into the sewers like a slippery loach.

With the help of spells, Blatch and Sneijder chased after them and followed suit. The glow of their torches made the sewer entrance glow a cherry-red glow, like a wound that had been infected with a poison and was rotting.

And to deal with that kind of trauma, it is only possible to restore health by cutting off the rotten flesh with a knife.

"Don't run away, even if you've just managed a few times," Sneiard's voice echoed far through the closed sewers, "but you'll get tired eventually, and then my saws will be able to cut through your bones and get your guts out of your ......."

Typical heart-attacking tactics.

Due to its magical positioning, it is almost impossible for the steampunk half-lich to lead the desert elves to lose, but in the process of pursuit, if possible, you still have to find a way to weaken the opponent.

He wasn't sure if the Demon Kobold would be able to understand the language of the central Medici, but judging by the brief encounter and his decisive escape, the other party was certainly not a mindless beast.

In the port area of Beit City, although most of the surface buildings look a little dilapidated, the sewers are well built in all directions.

Probably for the sake of flood discharge and defense against the tide, some sewer branches are also connected to culverts, and if ordinary people follow the demon kobold in, they will not be able to go far and will be lost.

As the demon kobolds, Blatche, and Snead break in, many of the disturbed sewer "natives" escape, and rats of all sizes emerge from various crevices and corners and entrench themselves on both sides of the sewers.

They jolt back and forth, sometimes scattering and then gathering in groups, their hairless tails writhing with them.

Due to the intrusion of several people, the river in the sewer culvert was stirred, and the sludge mixed with the salt water was afraid of hitting the rats that had gathered together, and they floated with the rise and fall of the water, but those green eyes were always on the uninvited guests.

Then they attacked.

With a "click" of teeth, the rats rushed towards the Territorial Invaders, running and jumping along ledges and uneven walls, swimming through sewer sewage.

After gathering together and being large enough, this group of filthy animals turned into little demons.

The demon kobold had apparently encountered a similar attack when he had infiltrated the anchorage in the port area before, so he was quite skillful in dealing with it: just using the dagger with brutal jagged teeth to fly up and down, he made a bloody path.

Snead and Blatch, the two pursuers, were actually only a few hundred yards away from the demon kobold.

However, because of the limitations of their height, they could only face the enemy half-bent, and secondly, they may have never encountered such an opponent as a mouse, and their march was temporarily frustrated.

Rats jumped off the walls, some even landing on the shoulders of Sneijder's steam armor. Their claws scratch at their armor, trying to get a little fresh flesh.

Although that was only in vain.

"Deal with them with spells," Brach reminded, the Desert Elf Grand Samurai also had the abilities of a Sycamore, and the rats would be torn apart by the sound waves and reduced to a cloud of flesh and blood if they came close to him, "You are Lord Quith's Spellcasting Advisor." ”

Hearing the words of the desert elves, Sneijder's movements paused a little because of the embarrassment - recently, due to this steampunk-style body, it seems that he has really gone too far on the path of "melee mage".

In order to gamble and prove himself, the half-lich quickly wrote magical runes in the air. Green flames lit up in his fingertips, and the completed runes glittered as well, and then he made another gesture, and the runes spun and flew forward.

The runes flickered and exploded. The arrows of light pierced the rats' bodies, leaving them far behind, their flesh cracking off their bones, leaving only Shira's skeleton.

"Well, that's what it sounds like. ”

"This ......" Snead seemed to be showing off something as if he were showing off something from the exhaust pipe behind his head...... This is just the beginning. ”

There was a sudden buzzing sound in the air, and Bradch hurriedly lifted the lantern in his hand. The light dispelled the darkness, and fragmented shadows reflected on the undulating water.

Hundreds of bones glided across the water, shimmering green and white in the light of the light. At this moment, a creepy figure suddenly rose from under the water.

The thing stood taller than a man, and looked like the skeleton of a mouse, but it was closer to an ape, and its white, curled legs were still visible even in muddy water.

Like the Bagura Ape Demon who lives in the abyss, the bone monster has four arms, each longer than its legs.

When it clenches its fists, it reveals sharp horns made of rat teeth and bones, and those sharp bone spurs as dense as porcupine spines are almost born for cutting and stabbing, and can easily satisfy all its killing jade hopes.

Several small bones make up the guy's face, some of which are full of serrations.

"It's a skeleton puppet...... A more mature technique," the steampunk half-lich explained succinctly, and then gave the order to the newly summoned pet: "Go hunt down the thief." ”

The skeleton golem's mouth is made of tightly intertwined broken bones, and it appears to be quite flexible. It grinned at the summoner's command, and let out a shrill cry that sounded like the cold wind that swept through the cemetery at midnight.

Before it could turn away, Snead suddenly thought of something again, only to see him draw a mysterious rune. The rune quickly turned into a pumpkin-sized fireball, heading straight for the incredible bony monster.

The fireball struck the bone golem's chest, and the massive impact caused it to take a few steps back. Flames enveloped the body of the newborn undead creature, rising through the cracks in the bones, and it seemed to be burning inside. Steam poured out of the bone golem, but it didn't seem to do any damage to it.

"Add a layer of insurance to it," Snead shrugged as he turned and ran away as if he had taken the Ten Great Tonic Pills, "Make sure that if it catches that thief, it will at least seriously injure the other party, even if it can't beat it." ”

After saying this, this spell consultant, who had been "questioned" by his colleagues, finally swept away the frustration just now.

He strode after the skeleton golem in front of him, the undead creature he had created, and within a certain range, Sneijder was naturally able to make contact, so he walked ahead to lead the way for Brach.