The sturdy orcs are unmatched by the grey dwarves. Wielding serrated swords and maces, they pushed forward with devastating attacks. And without the sharp spear, the attack methods of the crypt elves are dwarfed, and apart from the sharp fangs and the madness of not being afraid of death, there is simply no way to stop the pace of the orcs.

First, he threw his spear and nailed a large number of goblins to the ground, and then chased them up for melee combat, so that the goblins could not form a dense encirclement. Even if there were too many goblins, there were still gray dwarves and orc warriors who were scattered and scattered, and the three powerful men of Platon, Anglei, and Zainzu would immediately rush over to reinforce them. Everyone is struggling to stop the Crypt Elves from congesting the road and trying to buy time for the Baroque.

The earth dog Rak had recovered the body of the Frost Giant Wolf, and the fur on his body was exuding a bitter cold, and the spinning ice blade sprinted and slashed in front of him, slamming into the rock wall, splashing a large amount of ice chips and chopping many goblins into pieces. At this time, there was a real river of blood on the ground, and its four legs were completely dyed dark purple.

Only the Baroque is preserving its strength, silently following behind, waiting for others to open the way. No one knew what kind of changes had taken place in the dark cave at this time, and he had to be on guard.

At least now it seems that the smooth progress is surprising, the crypt elves are powerless to stop them, and there is not a big elf leader here to direct them in battle. Some were wounded, but not a single warrior was killed, and they had advanced more than half the way. It was a bad feeling, and Baroque hated his hunches, because his hunches were always very smart. Less than 100 meters from the cavern hall where the dark cavern was located, Baroque began to feel a chill to the bone............ It's underground, and it's very hot in the tunnel. And because of the hard fighting, the orcs and gray dwarves were already sweating profusely. None of them showed a cold expression, only Baroque himself felt it...... Not only Baroque, but also the frost wolf Rak, whose soul can transform into the body of a spirit beast, is much more sensitive than ordinary people.

Suddenly, without warning. The crypt goblins who were still attacking frantically just now retreated like a tide. As if fleeing for their lives, they did not make it back to the hall where the dark cavern was located, but scattered through the other tunnels. The battle ended at once, so much so that the orc and gray dwarf warriors held up their weapons that had not yet fallen. Somewhat at a loss.

Frost Wolf Rak stopped, hesitated, sniffed the air, and then slowly backwards, backwards. Finally retreated behind the Baroque. Through the connection between the souls, Baroque discovers that Lark is afraid, and an unknown wave in the darkness ahead makes Lark cringe.

Baroque's expression was solemn, and he immediately stopped everyone's steps: "All stop, there is a problem, don't go near the dark cave." He turned back and whispered to Platon, "What does that dark cavern look like, how did you open this cavern?"

Pradon frowned and recalled, "The group of gray dwarf craftsmen who inadvertently opened the dark cavern were attacked by the crypt goblins who suddenly rushed out, and they were all dead inside. Patriarch Saadin and I had organized our strongest warriors to attack and inspect at first, but when we got closer, we only reached the entrance of the cavern hall, and we could no longer move an inch. It was a bit far away, and all I could see was a huge six-pointed star in the middle of the cavern hall. A stone pillar was erected at each corner, probably because one of the pillars had been pushed into, and a circular cavern had been cracked in the middle of the six stone pillars, from which the Crypt Elves had emerged. ”

Curiosity kills the cat, and Baroque can't help but say secretly. It is a sealed trap, most likely a star array built by the orc Great Shaman thousands of years ago, which was suppressed with six stone pillars to seal the entrance to the dark underground. Because they were worried that unwitting people would open it inadvertently, they specially asked the dwarves to collapse and seal the surrounding area of the mountain. Who would have thought that the fate would be really terrible, thousands of years later, the descendants of the dwarves dug through the belly of the mountain and discovered the sealing place again. It even destroyed the Sealing Star Array, so that it released the evil of the past.

It is alarmist to say that the evil is unleashed, and the Baroque can feel the cold aura that looms, but it is clear that it has not escaped from the cave. Maybe the Sealing Array is still working. So much so that the evil force could only send out the minions of the crypt elves, but it could not get out of it itself. This is an opportunity, or the only chance to minimize the disaster.

There is no point in others entering, only Baroque, an orc shaman, may be able to enter and reseal, but only if they are not invaded by evil forces. It's a bit of an adventure, but it's always worth trying!--The Sealing Star Array in there was the handiwork of the orc great priest thousands of years ago. It was so important to Baroque that he simply couldn't shake the temptation.

The cold and evil power was intermittent, affecting the orcs and gray dwarves around them, who seemed very restless and easily agitated. Baroque knew that he couldn't waste his time, and he told no one to come forward, even leaving the frost wolf Luck behind and walking alone towards the cavern hall.

After walking a few steps, Baroque thought of a fatal problem that could not be solved, and had to turn back to Platon and smile bitterly: "Platon, I need your help." "Damn, what was left behind by the orc high priest thousands of years ago, it will definitely not be written in the continental lingua franca, if it is Sochi, the Baroque will not be able to read a word.

The stout old dwarf, carrying the hammer, walked up to Baroque without hesitation and entered the cavern hall with him.

Turning the corner and walking a dozen more steps, the cavern hall appeared in front of me, and it was dark inside. You must know that both orcs and gray dwarves who are accustomed to underground life can see in the dark, but the cave hall in front of them is really dark, and they can't see too far at all.

The cold feeling returned, and Baroque heard Platon beside him cursing in a low voice, as if he had been badly affected, and his mood changed. Baroque immediately unleashed the power of the shaman, dispelling the bad feelings around him. This had an obvious effect on Platon, and the old dwarf immediately looked up and looked around as if he had suddenly awakened, and then looked at the baroque whose body was slightly glowing, and in the eyes of the old gray dwarf, there was a feeling called fear, you must know that the dwarf has a rough and heroic personality, and almost does not know what fear is.

There was no time to waste, and even if Baroque hadn't felt anything other than the cold, he knew he needed to do it quickly. Through the light of the shaman's power, the cavern hall barely revealed its true face. This place is really eerie and terrifying, just like a tomb underground, the ground with a diameter of more than ten zhang is paved with wide stone slabs, which are inlaid with many magic crystal cores, reflecting the faint light released by the baroque, like a little star. Six one-person hugging, two-foot-high gray-white stone pillars stood in accordance with the position of the six-pointed star, and one of them had fallen aside. And in the middle of the six-pointed star, there is a cave five or six feet wide and bottomless. The cold breath, the evil fluctuations, all came from within.

"Platon, quick, let's put the stone pillar back up. Baroque didn't know how to seal it, but at least he knew how to put the fallen pillar back up. The old dwarf, who had regained his senses, immediately walked with Baroque to the thick stone pillar. As soon as he touched the huge pillar, Baroque clearly saw Platon's body tremble suddenly, and then the old dwarf raised his head suddenly, his eyes shining with fiery and greedy light: "Baroque ...... This...... It's not a stone pillar! It's a Mithril pillar made of Mithril!O Spirit of the Mountain, we can't accumulate so much Mithril when we dig up the ten richest veins!"

Baroque knew why the gray dwarves had toppled the stone pillars in the first place, let alone the gray dwarves, even if the human Holy See saw so much Mithril, it would lose its mind. Although Mithril is very light, a Mithril pillar is at least tens of thousands of catties. You must know that the richest Mithril veins can only mine and smelt thousands of catties of Mithril, and the six Mithril pillars here need to consume hundreds of the richest veins.

The greater the price paid in the first place, the more evil the power of the underground seal becomes. Fortunately, Baroque did not lose his mind, the evil power in the cave has affected Platon, making him greedy, at this time Baroque did not dare to alarm the gray dwarf, he is like a powder keg, he will be devoured by greed at any time, Baroque suddenly regretted that he should not let Platon come in with him.

had to do it himself, and Baroque called out to the little wolf in his heart. The silver wolf immediately responded, "You should have remembered me, my father seems to have mentioned the secret of this dark cave back then. It's not something we can deal with, and even if we let that evil rush out, even those bastards of the Human Apocalypse Holy See can't deal with it. ”

The silver wolf turned into mercury and attached itself to Baroque, and his arms and legs grew silver armor, and his strength increased dramatically. He hugged the Mithril Pillar alone, aimed it at the pit in the ground, and pushed it up with all his might. Platon on the side suddenly had a fierce expression, and the voice in his mouth was not his, hoarse and low: "Put it down, orc, put it down, or die!"

Platon was controlled by the evil force, and instead of stopping, Baroque sped up, and with a loud roar, a flash of light erupted from his body, pushing hard, and the bottom of the Mithril column was aimed at the pit on the floor, and with a muffled sound, the pestle entered the pit. Pradon let out an angry roar, and the warhammer in his hand slammed into the Baroque. At this time, the Baroque had no time to dodge, it was a gray dwarf with the strength of a sky warrior...... There was a sharp thump from the left shoulder. If it weren't for the beast armor defense, the bones would have almost broken. Rao is also in pain and wants to die.

Baroque fell out, ignoring the pain, and immediately looked around! Oops, even if the Mithril Pillar was erected, the dark cavern hadn't closed, and there must have been other places destroyed.

Instead of continuing to attack the Baroque, Pradon angrily slashed at the newly erected Mithril Column. Baroque was behind the Mithril Pillar and suddenly saw a bulge behind the Mithril Pillar, as if it was a mechanism. He rushed over and pressed hard!

With a click, a hole was revealed behind the Mithril Pillar...... This Mithril Pillar is actually hollow, and the inside is empty!(To be continued.) )