Outside the stationing place of the adventuring group, the one in charge of the guard work is a small giant who looks like a rock from afar. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, his spirit should be very tired, and the whole person shrugged his head, half hunched over, half leaning against the rock wall behind him.

One of his feet stretched out against a shield the size of a door panel in an ordinary house in front of him.

The shield was placed on the ground, and a small part was inserted into the earth, blocking half of his body from the oblique side, preventing the man from actually falling asleep, and allowing his other foot to relax and rest half-hung in the air.

It's just that his strange resting posture inexplicably reminded Edison of some birds that could only sleep with one foot lifted.

Edison pondered: (I always feel that this person's figure is a little familiar!)

On closer inspection, his shield was riddled with all sorts of burned, corroded marks from magical attacks, a testament to the weapon, which had accompanied his master through countless battles.

And those who know the goods in the advance team can see at a glance that it is a defensive magic guide [thick earth shield] that has been used and can be scrapped; it is regarded as a second-rate armament that has been replaced by the army, and it is generally used by mortal soldiers at level 4~5 who can already sense and mobilize the annihilation element in small amounts.

......

Just as Edison and the others were discovering and observing him, the little giant also suddenly woke up from a half-asleep and half-awakened, and shouted in the direction where the advance team members were:

"Who...... Who's there, come out quickly!" As he spoke, a thick layer of [Magic Armor] had condensed on his body, and at the same time, his entire body curled up behind the shield, observing something.

And his roar also gave other people in the station time to react, but his move also made Edison see through his reality:

Non-Demon Transformation 6th Order Demon Warrior, the magic power is mobilized quickly, and he has rich combat experience, but he should have just broken through the 6th order, and the condensation process of the [Magic Armor] on the body surface is quite rusty, more like squeezing the magic power out of the body in one go, pulling as many annihilation elements as possible to pile up, thick but not solid, and easy to be targeted by people from the vital position.

Normally, this kind of person should already be regarded as the middle-level backbone of the folk adventure group, and at this time, he should stay in the camp to consolidate his strength, but somehow, he will be sent out to guard the back door of the station.

At this time, in the advance team, a member of the team hurriedly explained loudly:

"Hey, wait, don't be nervous, we're not enemies, we're members of the vanguard sent by the Imperial military. ”

"Can anyone here give us a brief overview of the current battle in the underworld?" said the team member, taking a few steps back, leaving a certain security guard distance for both sides.

The words of the team members caused an even greater commotion in the station, and after a while, an old man with a pale face walked out of the station surrounded by everyone and said:

"You said you were from the military, is there any evidence?"

Edison now completely recognized the person in the adventure group in front of him, and he pressed the other team member in charge of negotiation and motioned for him to say:

"The person on the other side, is it Old Man Grant?"

When he was called by someone with his surname, the old man was a little stunned, and asked with some hesitation: "Excuse me, ...... are you?"

Edison hurriedly reminded:

"A few years ago, at the 'Praise of Life', we also had a happy cooperation, but I was in a coma for a long time on that mission, and I never had the opportunity to see you again, what a pity!"

"That big man next to you should be Louis Swart!?I wonder how your kid Wolf Grant has been doing?"

That's right, the few adventure groups in front of him that made him feel familiar were the "giant adventure groups" that Edison had traveled with them when he first took on the adventure mission.

Grant, the head of the regiment, left an impression on Edison that he was good at drilling.

Grant, who was on the other side, was reminded by Edison's words, and suddenly remembered something, the muscles on his face trembled rapidly, and he was almost speechless when he pointed at Edison and his party.

It was a long time before he could organize his language and say in a sad tone:

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for remembering us little people. ”

"My son Worf, as Lord of the Empire, has already died for the Empire in this battle, and if there is anything that needs our cooperation now, please ask, and we will tell you everything we know. ”

"By the way, a few of you are tired of walking here, come in and sit!"

Quite sensibly, Old Man Grant did not say anything to ask them to eat, or to leave them overnight for one night, to test the information of their actions.

At this time, Edison was a little embarrassed, he didn't expect that because of his influence, this underground world war that occurred 300 years ahead of schedule would bury the life of this old man's son.

And now, they still have to get the information that the team urgently needs from the old man's mouth.

......

After some exchanges, Edison and the others quickly learned that the front line of the lizardmen in the underground world, because of the "beast tide" being torn open, has now begun to gradually attract the attention of the large tribes among the lizardmen.

The day before Edison's party arrived, the men responsible for keeping the group back in retreat were attacked by a squadron of 300 lizardmen.

In this attack, the lizardmen dispatched at least two seventh-order lizardmen and ten sixth-order lizardmen, beating them in a miserable way, although in the end they used various props, scrolls, etc., to successfully repel and kill most of the lizardmen, but many small adventure groups have already retreated.

Edison didn't expect the lizardmen to react quite quickly this time.

After getting the information, Edison hinted to Old Man Grant that only by evacuating the underground world as soon as possible was the best way to preserve the adventure group...... Then he and his team quickened their pace.

After a few days, every 50~100 miles, the team would pick a suitable place and lay a "mirror base station", and at the same time, they would encounter members of the Terran party more frequently.

From these people, Edison and the others learned that in the last few days, the lizardmen's attacks on them had suddenly become crazy, and they attacked everyone they saw like crazy, and they no longer accepted the surrender of the Terrans.

The lizardmen even took the initiative to give up the management of some livestock farms and mushroom fields that had been established with great difficulty, except for the defense of the "Divine Grace Pool", other places completely abandoned the defense, and forcibly mobilized every lizardman to hunt and kill the Terrans who invaded the underground world.

The team members were very confused by the lizardmen's actions, but Edison somehow and inexplicably felt that this might have something to do with the postponed Arilan. (To be continued.) )