"I now know why there are so many Beholder zombies in the mausoleum."

Barn muttered, "That damn necromancer has connected his tomb directly to the Dark Realms. ”

The Dark Regions is an impossible name for every adventurer who is committed to adventuring on the continent of Faerun, searching for treasures, and even writing their own legends.

The Netherlands is made up of tunnels and caverns of all kinds, and is another dark world beneath the surface world, where countless dark races live and inhabit countless evil and strange beings.

Drow elves, grey dwarves, eye demons, low-dwelling cuttlefish, and even psionic monsters are unlikely to be kind to adventurers.

"Maybe we can go back to the labyrinth and find another way out." Maris the Wanderer hesitated for a moment, then spoke, "Exploring the Shadows is too dangerous in the absence of a definite map. ”

"If we're unlucky, we'll probably never find an exit to the surface world in our lifetime, and it's more likely that we'll break into the cities of the Drow Elves or the Grey Dwarves. And, of course, the Psionics. ”

Speaking of the Psicos, Maris shuddered, "I don't want to be into my head by that disgusting thing and turned into a Mind Flayer. ”

"Maybe it's not that bad." Trihy's eyes sparkled: "I've read in the book that the Dark Regions are the earliest origin of life, and there are countless secrets hidden here, including ancient ruins and lost treasures. ”

"We may even find the remnants of the most prosperous kingdoms here."

"If all adventurers were as naïve as you, those evil creatures would probably laugh off their big teeth." Barn said angrily: "Maris is right, the best option for us now is to turn back. ”

He looked at Tang Sen and said, "Or is there another way for a spellcaster from another world?" For example, continue to use your wayfinding tricks to find exits to nearby dark areas? Or just use your power to take us through the earth overhead? ”

"I can't do that with my abilities." Townsend shook his head: "As for pathfinding, my method is indeed able to point to the exit we need, however, I can't guarantee that it won't lead us through some dangerous area. ”

"I don't know anything about the Dark Regions."

At this time, the warrior monk, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "You don't need to go back to the labyrinth. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, I've been to this dark area before." A nostalgic expression appeared on the warrior monk's face: "At that time, I took on a mission to go to the dark region to rescue a nobleman who had been kidnapped by the gray dwarves, it was really a thrilling adventure. ”

"At that time, we set out from Neverwinter, followed the main road to the town of Leilong, and then entered the Sword Mountains, and by following the trail of the gray dwarves, we descended from a hidden cave to the dark area, and successfully intercepted them, and then we found that this area was a tunnel for the gray dwarves to transport slaves, sorry, I will get to the point."

The warrior monk paused: "The point is that the necromancer's tomb is also in the Sword Mountain Range, and it is not far from that hidden cave. ”

"So, can you find your way out?" Barn looked surprised.

"I can give it a try." The warrior monk said, "At least I can be sure that there is nothing more difficult in this vicinity except for the gray dwarves. ”

Trish let out a disappointed sigh.

"Let's go, then!" Barn shouted, "I've had enough of this place!" ”

The Dark Regions are beneath the surface of the earth, naturally devoid of daylight, and here, most of the area is in eternal darkness, full of creatures that are not adapted to the real light.

Glow rocks, glow-in-the-dark crystals, and fluorescent mosses, lichens, and fungi dimly illuminate some places, and Townsend and the others are fortunate to have a lot of fluorescent moss growing in the area they are currently in, although there is no way to illuminate too many details, but at least people can see the road ahead.

As for the light spell, in the dark realms, such a spell is tantamount to telling all the unknown creatures around them that there is living flesh and blood here.

The warrior monk and the dwarf walked side by side at the front, with Trihy and Townsend in the middle, and the wanderer, as always, at the rear.

In fact, according to the common sense of squad allocation, the wanderer should find the way ahead, but unfortunately, Maris is a human wanderer and does not possess dark vision.

There was no concept of time in the darkness, and everyone didn't know how long they had walked in this strange place, and finally, there was an unusual movement in the darkness ahead.

Footsteps, angry shouts, and strange chirps from unidentified creatures.

"It's the Grey Dwarves' Slave Carriers." The warrior monk slowed his pace and said in a low voice, "It seems that we are not far from the exit. ”

The group approached silently, hiding behind a rock pillar, and with the help of the faint light from the fluorescent moss, everyone finally saw the figure of the gray dwarf.

At the head of the group was a giant beetle-like creature with a shiny black shell that clicked as it walked, and its jaws dripping with acid, making the ground sizzle with a corrosive sound.

Its hard corners are rope-pulled and attached to a saddle of wood and steel behind it, on which two gray dwarves sit cross-legged, maneuvering the direction of the beetle.

"Gray dwarves look like dwarves." The wanderer whispered.

As the wanderer said, the Grey Dwarves have the same sturdy bodies and thick beards as the Dwarves, with the difference that the Grey Dwarves' skin tends to be more gray than the underworld creatures, and they are almost always bald.

Barn glared at the wanderer and growled, "Don't compare this thing to a dwarf! ”

"The Grey Dwarves are evil creatures who worship the god of murder, slavery, bitterness and hatred, and take pleasure in enslavement and torture." The warrior monk explained, "I saw the Grey Dwarf Wanderer and the Grey Dwarf Insect Controller, who apparently had just captured a group of slaves on the surface. ”

"I think we'd better not alarm them, and when they're gone, follow the route they're coming and find the exit."

"I have an ominous premonition." As Barn said this, the three of them were stunned for a moment, and then looked at the mage Trish together.

The young mage's face was shining with excitement at this time, and his right hand had already reached into his spellcasting material bag!

"Stop!"

Barn hurriedly pounced and grabbed Trish's hand:

"I don't want to face a whole team of grey dwarf slave catchers!"

(End of chapter)