The old bell tower at the entrance of the town rings a dull bell after dark, and the old man pushes a cart down the deserted street, and since the miners disappeared in the mining area, the town famous for its mines has gradually become a little lonely. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Miners who have nothing to do all day spend their time in the Opelly Tavern, which is always filled with lonely men and women who want to make money every night.

If anyone is more careful, they can find that in the corner of the tavern, a dozen red-eyed rats are watching them seriously.

While the townspeople of Grey Iron Mine were busy with their own business, Psius was sitting in his room reminiscing about what Kelly had said to him before she left today.

"The usual appearance of werewolves looks no different from humans, but as long as they want, they can turn themselves into wolf-headed human bodies at any time, long-haired monsters, werewolves' physical strength and body speed are very terrifying, if they are accidentally approached, even wizards will be torn to pieces in an instant."

"Centaurs are a race with the lower half of the body and the upper half of the body, they are not actually hostile to humans, but they are born with a very fanatical desire for aggression, in the area outside the long walls of the blast furnace, as long as you don't provoke the centaurs, this race will not take the initiative to attack you"

"Banshees are the most troublesome alien race for wizards, this race has a strong learning ability, often disguised as beautiful women to deceive the human soldiers who guard the long walls of the blast furnace, they like to charm those who have handsome appearances, and steal the life force in each other's bodies by combining with the opposite sex, and often Muggles will be sucked into a dried corpse by the banshee in the wild"

That's all Kelly told Prius about the alien race before leaving.

At present, no one can say how the Blood Clan came to Gray Iron Ore Town, and since the Blood Clan has appeared, Psius doubts in his heart if there will be other alien races in this place.

There is a special delegation of wizards in the blast furnace wall, called the Wizard Expeditionary Force, and the expeditionary force has a very strict requirement for the selection of wizards, that is, the spiritual power of wizards must reach more than seven holy chains.

The mission of the Wizarding Expeditionary Force is to assist human soldiers in guarding the walls of the blast furnace, or to explore the unknown areas of alien life outside the walls.

It stands to reason that under the watchful guard of the wizarding expeditionary force, no alien race can slip through the long wall of the blast furnace and enter human territory, but Psius encountered such a strange thing.

"Squeak"

A red-eyed mouse suddenly climbed onto the head of Psius's bed, waving its forelimbs with some excitement.

"Human, there's a guy who left the town"

"How did you leave, and from which direction?"

The red-eyed mouse immediately twisted his head in one direction, and Psius couldn't help but be stunned: "It seems to be a mining area over there."

It occurred to him that Raph had said that Constance would go to the mines alone in the middle of the night and come back with injuries every time.

"Is that man fat?" asked Psius.

The red-eyed rat nodded.

"It looks like Conceslevin, what the hell is hidden over there in the mine," Psyus frowned, and then planned to go over and see for himself, but in order to prevent accidents, he stuffed the hemolytic mixture left by Kelly into his pocket, and then left the hotel.

......

The mine was silent at night, and the abandoned mine road stared at everyone who passed by like a mouth of an abyss, and Psius bent down behind a pile of ore, and asked the hundred or so red-eyed rats that followed him to the depths of the mine to find traces of Conceslevin.

The true meaning of monster witchcraft is to communicate with monsters, so that all Ibiza can help themselves, a perfect state wizard is usually composed of staffs, rings, magic pets, means of transportation, messengers and elves, monster wizards usually raise a dozen Ibiza from childhood to adulthood to fight for themselves, because sometimes some arrogant wild Ibiza will refuse your orders.

The Red-Eyed Rat, though not an Ibiza, is a creature that monster wizards prefer to trade with, and as long as they are willing to provide food to the Red-Eyed Rat, they will obey any orders you take.

More than a hundred red-eyed rats roamed around the mining area, and finally found Conceslevin in the mine that had caused the miners to disappear.

"Damn it, I shouldn't have traded you weird things with that merchant" Consleven, wearing the same chain mail that Psius had first seen him, saw the mayor of the town holding an iron manuscript and digging hard into a section of the earth wall in the mine, and a large amount of earth and stones were scattered under his chiseling, and it was not long before a deep hole was dug out.

Constance looked carefully left and right a few times, raised his feet and walked in, this is a dark room of more than ten square meters, you can see that there are twenty-six hideous-looking stone statues with wings behind their backs and two fangs protruding from their mouths.

Strangely enough, most of the stone statues had a large crack in their bodies, and the inside was a hollow environment, as if something had been in it.

Of the twenty-six stone statues, only one was still intact, and Constance walked over with some irritation, scolding and scolding, "This is the last one, you monsters had better get out of my town quickly." ”

He took out a glass bottle full of blood from his arms, and the crimson blood was poured on the body of the stone statue in front of him, the stone statue was like a dry sponge, frantically ingesting blood into his body, as the blood in the bottle became less and less, Consleven's face gradually appeared worried.

"Roar!" the statue suddenly let out a terrifying roar.

"Click"

A crack sounded in the silent environment, and the stone statue that had absorbed the blood actually cracked a black crack several feet long on its own, and a heartbeat sound came from inside the stone statue.

"Too ...... Long...... ......"

A withered arm burst out of the statue, and he grabbed Concethlevin's shoulder, his tone full of anger.

"There are so many of you, it will take time for me to use your blood to awaken you," Conceslevin quickly explained.

A Bloodclan crawled out of the gap in the statue, looking very tired, very different from the Bloodclan that Psius had encountered that day.

"I need a new body," the Bloodclan said weakly, leaning on the stone statue.

"No, there is no body, since your companions have been capturing my townspeople, no one wants to come here anymore"

The Bloodclan didn't speak, their hideous mouthparts shaking slightly at him.