Seeing that Tang Sen couldn't help frowning again, the dwarf knowingly regained his focus:

"Anyway, I found that ruin somewhere in the Eternal Wilderness, and I'm sure it has something to do with Netheriel, however, I noticed that there is a tribe of ogres entrenched on the periphery of the ruins, and with my strength, of course, it is impossible to defeat these ogres, not to mention, in the depths of the ruins, I don't know how much danger there is."

"I was going to a nearby town looking for some adventurous teammates, but the unexpected happened."

The dwarf had a scared look on his face: "I encountered the Grey Dwarf slave trappers, and God knows how these underground creatures came to the surface—"

"So, that relic is in the Eternal Wilderness?" Townsend interrupted him decisively.

"That's right, in the depths of the wilderness, a place that even the most seasoned adventurer would not dare to reach." The gnome affirmed, "I noticed that you are very interested in this ruin, and although the secret of this relic is not enough to repay your kindness to me, I am willing to share this secret with you if you wish." ”

"That's exactly what I need." Townsend responded to the dwarf's words, and then changed the subject: "Of course, I don't think it's a good place to talk right now, let's get out of this ghost place first." ”

The battle between the dwarf Barn and the wanderer has long ended, even if there are quite powerful gray dwarf insect controllers among those gray dwarves, and they are equipped with all kinds of sophisticated equipment, but their strength is not half exerted, and they can only sleep completely in the dark.

The two skillfully began to clean the battlefield, and Tricy stared at them curiously, occasionally peering deeper into the darkness of the cavern, expecting another war to come.

Under the pacification of the warrior monks, the rest of the slaves were in much better condition, and Tang Sen noticed that in addition to ordinary humans, these slaves also had many humanoid races, such as half-orcs and elves.

"I'd love to set up camp here so that everyone can recover a bit, but to be on the safe side, let's get out of this hellish place first." The warrior monk said this, casting an inquiring glance at Tang Sen.

Tang Sen nodded: "How long will it take for us to find the exit?" ”

"It won't be long." The warrior monk said, "After all, none of the slaves present seem to have suffered too many casualties, although it is cruel to say so, but the truth is that the deeper the gray dwarves are on their way, the deeper they go into the dark regions, the more slaves will be subjected to unbearable treatment. ”

"These guys always like to torture other races when they are resting."

The conversation grew dull, and after the Wanderer had collected the loot—he had been bemoaning the shredded armor and babbling about how much it would be worth in Neverwinter—the group finally began to follow the gray dwarf's trail.

By this time, the team had grown from five to more than a ten, and of course, most of the slaves were silent, with the exception being the dwarf, who seemed to have a strong natural curiosity, and was still willing to explore the mosses and protozoa of the dark lands after such a terrible experience.

What followed was a long, indistinguishable journey, but surprisingly, no one suffered any accidents during this period, and when the traces of the fluorescent moss disappeared completely, and the gray dwarf's footprints sank into an upward crack, everyone couldn't help but let out cheers.

Barn quickened his pace, his short frame more agile than ever, and his head dug into the crack.

The last part of the journey was extraordinarily easy, and when the first rays of light appeared in front of everyone's eyes, many of the slaves were too excited to walk, and the warrior monks had to carry them out one by one.

Townsend walked out of the cave behind Barn, and the first thing he saw was the verdant trees, the lovely chirping of many birds, and above his head, the clear blue sky, the sun shining down, dispelling the gloomy feeling of the dark region in everyone, as if they were reborn.

"I've never loved the sun so much, I can't wait to lie down and sleep now!" Barn ran happily between the grass and the roots.

"I'd love that too, but let's go a little further." The warrior monk also had a happy smile on his face, but his tone was still calm: "After all, this exit is a place where gray dwarves come and go, and it is not safe. ”

Although he had seen how powerful Tang Sen was, some gray dwarves did not pose a threat, but the warrior monk was still used to thinking from the perspective of an adventurer.

"Is this the end of the adventure?" Trish looked back at the deep, dark cavern.

"The adventure never ends, but I think we need to take a break." Maris the Wanderer stood beside her and said, "I just want to go back to Neverwinter and get drunk in a tavern!" ”

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Tang Sen: "Mr. Spellcaster, where are you going?" I mean, your loot is still with me. ”

Townsend smiled, "I think we're going to walk together for a while, I'm interested in what you call Neverwinter, and—"

He looked at the gnome and said, "I may need to do some preparation in Neverwinter, for example, to buy something and recruit a guide who is familiar with the Eternal Wasteland. ”

"As always, if you need me, just ask." "I've grown up in Neverfell, and I know every street there!" ”

"Of course, a powerful spellcaster like you from another world would be happy to receive even the city lord."

"Guys, if you don't mind, can you hurry up?" In the distance, Barn held a hammer and shouted, "I'm hungry with my chest against my back!" ”

After a little further progress through the woods, the group finally stopped and set up camp, many of the slaves were inhabitants of the forest, who were very good at finding food in this environment, and surprisingly, it was the dwarf Barn who was in charge.

"What? What prejudice do you have against dwarves? Barn glared at Townesend, "I'm a master chef, and by my beard, I'll be able to correct your strange eating habits." ”

"Okay." Tang Sen spread his hands: "I will look forward to your craftsmanship." ”

He looked around the camp and noticed that Mage Trish was wandering around boredly.

"Speaking of which, I've always been curious about one thing."

Townsend paused:

"From an adventurer's point of view, what do you think of your mage, Miss Trihy?"

(End of chapter)