"Hey, don't you feel the temperature wrong?" Langer said in a voice that could be heard with a broadsword. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Garn shook his head nonchalantly and said, "Are you scared?"

Lange was about to make a sound, but Owen said in his unfazed voice, "It's true that there's no wind here, but there's a chill slipping through. ”

Seon raised his torch and shook it out into the dark space, the dwarves had built a spiraling stone staircase on top of the stone wall, I was close to the stone wall, I didn't dare to think about how deep the abyss was next to me, the endless stone stairs had taken us two hours, and according to Theon, we were still in the upper half.

The faint torches were like fireflies under the canopy, and Owen silently chanted a spell, and a glowing ball of light rose. I can also use this light technique, but it is not as powerful as Owen, and the magic energy in my body is not enough to emit such a bright light from the ball of light.

Under the white light, we clearly saw several snake-like cold qi wandering in the air, and after touching the light, it shrank into the darkness as if spiritual.

"It's actually a snow spirit, it's really strange, how can a creature that only lives in the extreme cold zone appear here. Owen muttered. I've heard of this ice elemental creature before, but I didn't expect to come across it here today.

"Leave them alone, as long as the torches aren't extinguished, they won't come to our trouble. With a wave of his torch, Sein continued his march with the group.

We groped in the dark for two more hours, and finally found the operation center of the entire pit at that time. The decaying elevators are like spider webs, and on the straight path stands a three-man statue, Lorraine wielding a double-edged axe. With the map in hand, Sain led us to the innermost room, which was the apartment of King Lorraine. A large stone room with stone tables and beds, it seems that the dwarves lived with stones.

"Come here today, and rest early. "Thorn gave the order to rest, and we each found a place to lay out our sleeping cloaks, and then rolled up and lay down. There wasn't even a pillow, but a warm sleeping cloak was the best place for a treasure hunter to sleep out.

Quincy stood in the doorway, looked at the dark Yongdao and said, "Some orcs have already set their sights on us, I'm afraid it's going to be a little troublesome tonight." ”

"Then let them taste the great axe. Garn leaned his head against the handle of the great axe and grinned.

Owen placed a screaming rune not far from the corridor, and Sean confidently pushed it up the stone door, laid a bunk next to it, dropped a word, and went to sleep.

"With Oakburn here, do you feel like you need a screaming spell?"

I slept lightly with a half-hard and half-soft package, and sure enough, within two hours of sleep, someone picked up a weapon. I jumped to my feet, rubbed my cloak into my wrap and lifted it up, and as soon as I picked up the shovel in my hand, I heard a screaming spell and let out a terrible cry.

The torches were lit, the stone door was slammed open, and a hideous-looking orc bared its fangs and let out a long roar. It's a pity that half of his head was cut off by Sain in less than two seconds, and it also kicked off the attack.

The orcs swarmed in, Quincy shot through the head with an arrow, Garn picked up a giant axe and no one dared to approach, Oakburn flew with both palms to protect Gage, Sarah could advance and retreat, attack and defend with ease, and Seon was like a god of war with a shovel and a steel axe in the other.

Of course, the most chic is Owen, three flames protect his body, a fire whip dances like a long snake, and the burnt orcs let out a terrible cry.

Lange and I hid behind, and all the orcs who could walk in front of us were served by the double shovels. Lange and I are both trained in combat at the headquarters, and it is not a problem to deal with three or four orcs alone, not to mention that there are so many good players, and the desperate rush of half-orcs will only increase casualties.

A terrifying roar resounded throughout the stone chamber, and I followed the sound to see a two-man tall ogre squeezing through the door, brandishing a huge club in his hand, terrifying.

"Disperse," Sain commanded, and we went into hiding, and the trolls seemed to see me and pounced on me. I leaned against the wall and saw a rod as big as mine smashing down, and I was so frightened that I rolled away. The great rod smashed against the wall, and the stones flew everywhere, and I dared to stop, and crawled to the other side, but I was crashing into the arms of a half-orc.

I felt a tightness in my neck, and then my body was lifted up by the orc, and the steel knife in its hand stabbed me directly in the abdomen. I closed my eyes, and felt only the steel knife hit the leather armor, but it didn't come in for half a minute, and when I opened it, I saw that Sarah's sword had pierced its head.

The ogre's roar was heard from behind me, and I continued to run for my life in embarrassment, and Garn jumped onto the stone table and shot the ogre in the left eye with an arrow. The trolls struck Garn with a single rod and slammed it into the area. Garn tapped his footsteps, and another arrow hit the trolls in the right eye in mid-air. The trolls lost both eyes, abandoned the stick, and pounced like crazy. Garn looked at it calmly, and with an arrow struck it in the head, it rolled between the trolls' legs. The trolls slammed into the wall and slammed into the wall like crazy, cracking the wall and flying stone chips, and the terrifying strength was truly terrifying.

The remaining orcs saw that the trolls had broken and all retreated in a hurry, and soon only corpses and huge trolls were still moaning in the stone chamber.

"Look, what is this?" Lange, who was closest to the troll, snorted, pointing to the troll. We carried torches and went over, and a hole appeared behind a wall shattered by an ogre.

Garn stepped forward, and the great axe fell, ending the life of the troll, who was still struggling. Together, we pulled the massive monster apart and discovered that there was indeed a room behind the wall.

Lange was the first to enter, and found that it was a small rectangular space, with a long stone protruding from the wall, on which were placed a lot of objects, and a lot of weapons were hung on the wall.

Although the rule of treasure hunters is that there is no owner, first come, first served, but none of us have the first to do it at this time, after all, there is a king's tomb waiting for us, and it is really unwise to spoil the relationship because of the treasure competition at this time, after all, there are not a few hunters who kill each other for the sake of the treasure.

Owen stepped forward to take a look and said, "This should be the king's dark room, and it is not unusual to build a dark room, and there may be a secret passage to the outside here, so just take these things if you want." ”

Lange was the first to walk over to the things, and we followed to see what the king had put in his chamber. Naturally, those bottles and cans didn't attract my interest, and I didn't need weapons and armor for the time being, but the three books piled up in the corner attracted my interest.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to pick up a book. Owen walked over and saw that the titles of the three books were: "Michele's Travels", "Words of the Soul", and "Echoes of Magical Energy".

"You don't know, Thor is a showman. Lange took an axe from the wall and threw the original one in the corner.

"Xiucai can't say it, he just knows a few words more than you. I politely replied, after all, I didn't want to laugh in front of outsiders.

"It's not bad to be literate, you can take this "Echo of Magic Energy" back to practice magic energy, I've also heard of this echo method, it must be good. Owen looked at the "Words of the Soul", shook his head and said, "I didn't expect that King Lorraine is still a man of temperament, and it seems that there is some truth." ”

I didn't understand what Owen said, and I flipped through "The Language of the Soul", and I saw that the style of writing was like a love story. I was about to ask, but Gage snorted.

We walked over, and it turned out that Gage had opened a small box, and inside was a crystal ball the size of a fist, and he used the magic energy in his body to activate the crystal ball. The crystal ball emits a burst of light and reveals an image.

In the picture, there is a room, with various finely made ornaments, and a woman is wearing a long black dress embroidered with a blue silk spirit bird, and the long skirt is mopping the floor, with a few roses. The long waterfall of hair spilled down, revealing a pair of elven pointed ears. She had her back to us, and she couldn't see her face. But then the perspective turned a few degrees, and an inconspicuous round mirror on the table reflected her face.

She has no face.