288 The Troll Dungeon and the Crown of Sin
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After reading it, Matthew did not hesitate to accept the task and reported the accurate information of his peers to the two companions.
The two of them invariably showed a look of surprise:
"You also have oracles (grapevine)?"
Matthew smiled modestly:
"It's not as good as the intelligence ability of the two, it's just a little sense of smell based on peers."
Lorraine asked with interest:
"Intelligence capabilities against peers?"
"So you learned it from the Silver Serpent?"
"But if you feel it after ten kilometers, you still haven't mastered the essence! I've heard that guy can smell his peers hundreds of kilometers away......"
Carmela corrected:
"If it's a necromancer, it should smell fishy, right?"
Lorraine asked rhetorically:
"Is there a big difference?"
Carmella said solemnly:
"I think precision is the most important part of expression and communication, and if you always treat words with such a casual attitude, then sooner or later the gods will retract your talent."
Luo Lan showed an exaggerated expression:
"It's good that I don't worship any gods!"
"Honestly, I think Your Excellency does have more say than I do in the field of heavy melee combat, but when it comes to words, forget it, you are trying to compare literary attainments with a legendary poet?"
Carmella said seriously:
"I came from the choir and had a few years of church training in the arts and literature...... I don't mean anything else, I'm just talking about things. β
The two of you said a word, and quickly diverted the topic.
The more Matthew listened, the more wrong it became.
These two people talked about body art and aesthetics from simple words, and soon involved cosmic astronomy and art education.
Chatting and talking.
The smell of gunpowder between the two has faded a lot, on the contrary, they even chatted about a taste of sympathy!
This is bitter Matthew.
He felt like an NPC standing next to him.
And there isn't a clear trend for the two to chat.
If I had to summarize one, it would be a trend that made Matthew more and more incomprehensible......
"Wait, can you stop?"
Matthew couldn't help but speak:
"Don't you care about the peers I just mentioned?"
Carmella blinked:
"It's okay."
Loren laughed even more:
"Do you need to care?"
"Matthew, you've just seen this lady's combat power, not to mention a few peers, even if that green dragon comes, you have to hand her a cigarette ......"
Speaking of which.
Luo Lan suddenly asked:
"Do you smoke?"
Carmela's righteous refusal said:
"The clergy of the First Moon Church are not allowed to smoke!"
A hint of regret just appeared on Loraine's face.
Carmela said softly:
"Got a cigar? You can come a little. β
Loren Dale pulled out a delicately packaged box from his underwear pocket with his backhand.
He took two cigars out of the box, handed one to Carmela, and lit it with a mage's fire.
The bald priest in the red robe skillfully took the cigar, took two deep breaths, and his eyes became more radiant.
Loren smiled and ordered one with him.
Time.
The two swallowed the clouds and spit fog, and chatted more happily and happily.
"So can the clergy smoke cigars?"
Loren asked with a smile.
Carmela replied very seriously:
"If the church doesn't prohibit it, then you can smoke it."
"And I don't smoke it often, mainly because I often use herbs to treat patients, in order to be familiar with the medicinal properties of various herbs, so I will personally taste various plant ingredients, cigars are just one of them......"
Loren nodded:
"Understandably, the clergy are actually quite stressful, and I met a priest a long time ago who also loved cigars, and the reason he gave for this was that smoking a good cigar would bring him closer to his gods."
Carmela asked curiously:
"And then?"
Loren shrugged:
"Because of the suppression of Tianlun Palace by the Seven Holy Alliance, the pastor secretly ran the church with poor performance, and eventually the church collapsed, and he couldn't afford to smoke cigars, so he changed his career to become a thief, and I saw him again many years later, he was already a famous thief in the local area."
Carmela asked:
"So he just gave up his gods?"
Lorain shook his head:
"His god fell in the second year after the church closed, and there are countless weak gods in the Tianlun Palace.
To be honest, I don't like the god stick, maybe there is also an era factor in it.
In my life experience, anyone who has faith has had a miserable life, and the god they believe in has also died helplessly in a lonely and cold realm.
I can't interpret these things in a way that is ahead of my time, I just think it's a time when it's not very friendly to gods and believers.
But from the perspective of others, isn't this a blessing? β
After listening to this, Carmela nodded thoughtfully:
"But this era is not the whole history of human beings or other intelligent creatures, and it may change in the future."
Lorain flicked the cigarette ash lightly:
"Who knows?"
Carmella took two more puffs and then changed the subject:
"The cigar tastes good, where did you buy it?"
Lorand Road:
"I made it at home."
Carmella asked in surprise:
"Your family sells tobacco?"
"No wonder you can be a poet!"
"An orphan like me was born, and I was destined to follow the path of a priest or a warrior monk......"
Seeing that the two suddenly chatted hotly.
Matthew, who couldn't stand the smell of tobacco, walked away silently.
He was calm now.
It has already reacted.
Due to his previous experiences and habits, Matthew always likes to arrange things in detail before each event.
But this operation was different.
The leader is a legendary priest, and the other attendant is a legendary poet and deceitful demigod.
You don't have to worry about it that much!
Just paddle after the big guy.
They don't care that those peers must have their reasons too, and Matthew doesn't need to think so much.
And on the other hand.
His urgency for tomb robbing was also not as strong.
To put it bluntly, this operation is a meal replacement for Matthew's temporary plan for the obstruction of the Jade Garden.
To say how much he wants to rob the tomb.
At most, I went to the strange idea that "if the necromancer doesn't try to rob the tomb, there will always be a feeling that his career is not satisfactory".
Let's follow the outing, it's not bad to have a long experience!
A few minutes later.
Lorain and Carmella ended their episode of spitting fog, and the two approached Matthew, the former asking:
"What are you doing?"
Matthew, waving the shovel in his hand, replied:
"Remove weeds from the neighborhood for these trees, do you see? This weed, known as Thorn Blood, is a strong hindrance to the growth of trees, and these trees are almost drained of nutrients, and death is inevitable in the long run. β
"Now that I see it, I'll just help them."
Between words.
Matthew made a bold effort to clear the ground nearby.
Soon.
The blood from the thorns near the black pine trees was cleaned up.
In the surprised gaze of the two.
Matthew also took these thorns and blood into his bag.
"What is the purpose of these weeds?"
Loren asked curiously.
Matthew explains:
"This weed has a lot of uses, on the one hand, they are very suitable for raising pigs, cows, sheep, horses and other animals;
On the other hand, after the blood of thorns is burned to ashes, it can be used to make hemostatic ointment, which promotes the self-healing of human tissues......"
Carmella couldn't help it:
"You're a necromancer, and you've been tinkering with these things all day?"
"No wonder you don't have the fishy smell of a normal necromancer!"
Luo Lan immediately interjected:
"I still think it's more appropriate."
Carmella raised an eyebrow.
Lorain didn't budge.
Matthew sighed and took his shovel back to weed the black pine trees on the other side.
Weeding on one side.
He also thought about the White Tiger Elf Jasmine for a while.
"Her white tiger is so beautiful!"
Matthew thought with envy.
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Forty minutes later.
In the eastern part of the Ruined Forest, in front of a two-story cabin.
Matthew stood side by side.
Although along the way, Lorain and Carmela have been bickering.
But fortunately, their trip was not delayed.
This is Carmela's retreat, and Matthew notices that in addition to the cabin itself, there is also a large medicine garden next to it.
The perimeter of the medicine garden is surrounded by a rudimentary fence, and the shadow of a large number of herbs can be faintly seen.
"You really grow so many herbs!"
Loren looked a little surprised.
Carmela snorted coldly:
"You don't think I'm making up an excuse to cheat you about your cigars, do you?"
"Besides, I can't rely on magic to save people."
"Come in."
Carmella led the two in.
It's just that they didn't enter the hut, but into the medicine garden next to it.
Carmella strode ahead.
Matthew followed suit.
And in the process, he keenly discovered that there were a lot of psychedelic potions planted in the medicine garden!
Except for some drugs that may be used for narcotics.
More are highly addictive hallucinogens!
In that lush greenery, Matthew even saw a familiar figure!
"Colin tobacco?"
He couldn't help but snort.
Carmela in front replied casually:
"Yes, do you want it?"
Matthew waved his hand:
"I'm just curious why you're growing this ...... Forbidden things? β
"For the sake of research, Mr. Matthew."
Carmela replied solemnly:
"In addition to being a clergyman, I am also a herbalist."
"The reason why the Wood Elves' Moon Yao has a good relationship with me is because I have a closer personal relationship with their chief, and a long time ago, the high-level of the Jade Court commissioned me to formulate a formula that was enough to alleviate the symptoms of those who lost their hearts, and in order to achieve this goal, the research on Colin tobacco leaves was naturally unavoidable."
That being said.
But the solemn look on Matthew's face still hadn't faded.
The main thing is that Colin Tobacco is too famous, a magical plant from purgatory, originally created by Barto, the Lord of the Nine Hells, to corrupt the elves.
The effect of this thing is.
Immediately after taking it, it will have a slight psychedelic effect, and after about fifteen minutes, the user will gain the ability to "break the cast limit"!
As everyone knows.
In Aindor, almost all magic is used daily.
After exceeding the limit of times, it will be difficult for even the most skilled mages to cast the same spell.
This is actually a kind of self-limitation of the human body.
Because magic, or aether, is intensely corrosive.
It itself, uncontrolled, traces the source of any spell casting.
If you use the same spell a lot on the same day.
Then your brain may be reverse-locked by the etheric field, forming a fixed infection circuit.
It's been a long time.
The etherization of the brain is inevitable, uncontrollable, and uncontrollable.
Even the gods are resisting the trend of aetherization by substituting themselves with godheads in a way that borders on cheating.
Therefore, in ancient times, after the first group of people who came into contact with magic (mainly trolls, elves, and humans) paid a terrible price, several of their top powerhouses set blood restrictions on their descendants.
This bloodline restriction spreads rapidly in the process of reproduction of humans and other races.
After tens of millions of years, the human body's self-protection mechanism has been formed.
Colin tobacco can completely destroy this mechanism.
However, the reason why this thing is so targeted is that if humans only smoke it once or twice, it is not very addictive, and it takes many times to get effective.
And elves are different.
Colin Tobacco is 100% addictive to all elven creatures.
Back then, Barto almost used this thing to control all the elves.
Fortunately, it was stopped by the gods in time.
There were a few more incidents of other Infernal Lords using Colin tobacco to infiltrate the Wood Elves or Night Elves.
Although the impact was not as severe as the first.
However, there are still many heartbreakers active in the vicinity of the Traces of the Dead in the Jade Garden.
They were the victims of Colin's tobacco.
"So, how did you study Colin tobacco?"
Matthew was still curious about Carmela's way of researching.
Who knew that the latter actually tore off a large handful of Colin tobacco leaves, and then chewed it in a big gulp:
"It's like smoking a cigar."
"Addict yourself first, and then solve the countermeasures, I already have some plans at the moment, but some of the drugs will have to wait until the beginning of next spring to find them."
Matthew was stunned.
Although humans are not so addicted to Colin tobacco leaves, they must be addicted if they eat so much at once, right?
"Of course, even if I am addicted, if I want to quit, the god of the first moon will give me the strength to completely quit all kinds of addictive things."
Carmella explained with a smile:
"It's not so much that the god of the first moon frees me from my addiction to other substances, but that my faith itself is the most addictive thing, and he has a strong exclusivity that doesn't allow other things that are addictive to me to take over my body and mind."
"So if your friend has a bad habit, you can send it to me and let him believe in the god of the first moon, maybe it will end well!"
Luo Lan immediately interjected:
"Don't listen to her, if the addiction through faith is a viable solution, then the necromancer's brainwashing is just as viable."
Carmella glared at him.
But at this time, the three of them had already come to the end of the medicine garden.
But see Carmela neatly remove a potion.
The soil underneath falls off quickly.
A dark hole was revealed.
"This is the tomb down here?"
Matthew was slightly excited.
Carmella shook her head:
"This is the road to the Green Dragon's lair, and the Green Dragon's lair happens to be built just outside the ruins of the Emerald City, the old royal capital of the Wood Elves!"
"Because of an unknown aberration many years ago, the wood elves evacuated from the Emerald King City overnight, and when they left, they set up an insurmountable ritual field barrier around the Emerald King City, and the only gap in this barrier was occupied by the head of the primeval green dragon back then, and after the primeval green dragon built a nest here, it passed on this nest to the green dragon Fatina who is now active near the jade garden."
"I've been living in seclusion here for half a year, and I've spent the rest of my time digging this tunnel, except for investigating most of the origins and details of that tomb."
"It can help us quietly enter the Green Dragon's lair, and then blend through that rift into the Emerald King."
"The entrance to the destination of our trip is the underground palace of the Emerald King City."
Hear here.
Matthew couldn't help but wonder:
"Who is qualified to establish an underground palace in the royal city of the elves?"
Carmella shook her head and said:
"Not people."
"It's trolls."
"I have studied the history of the world of Aindor, and in the Dark Ages before the Gods, the trolls established an empire in the southern lands that had never been seen before."
"At that time, humans and elves were only vassals of trolls, and the Emerald King City of the Wood Elves was theoretically also one of the territories of the Troll Empire, so what was buried under the underground palace of the Emerald King City was a certain high-ranking royal mage in the era of the Troll Empire - that mage is suspected to have something to do with the origin of the Night Elves."
"This is the oldest tomb in Aindo that I can find, and I believe there will be a lot of ancient atmosphere in it, which is exciting just thinking about it......"
It turned out to be a troll's dungeon!
Matthew suddenly realized.
At that moment, the group entered the tunnel, and Carmela introduced as she walked:
"Fatina the Green Dragon is a homeless fellow, and in fact, she doesn't like this lair of the Primordial Dragon.
Occasionally, he came back here just to avoid being chased by the Wood Elves.
Her strength is not very strong, and the reason why the elves can't do anything about her is because Fatina is cunning enough and never loves to fight.
On the other hand, it was because the elves could not get close to the lair.
In fact, it's not just this lair that they can't get close to, it's the Emerald King!
I suspect there's something in the Emerald King that can drastically weaken the elves, making them extremely weak.
This power leaked out and gathered in the dragon's lair, which caused the Jade Cangting to be helpless against this lair. β
The tunnels are not spacious.
Carmela's voice echoed softly.
Walking and walking.
Matthew suddenly had a strange look on his face:
"What if there's someone in the dragon's lair?"
Carmela replied in a reverent tone:
"That's improvisation!"
"I believe the god of the first moon will show me the way!"
Matthew couldn't help but rub his temples.
Is this Carmela's way of doing things?
He secretly swore in his heart that if there was a next time for the underground alliance, he would definitely be in charge of the plan himself.
Loren leaned over:
"Any news of your peers?"
Matthew nodded:
"They're all in the dragon's lair."
Luo Lan let out a "wow" and immediately said:
"It's just a few necromancers, so it shouldn't be a cause for concern, right?"
Matthew blinked:
"Things have changed."
"Now, we're more than just one team!"
"To be precise, there should be four teams of peers, they are all on the same coordinate of the green dragon's lair now, normal people don't dare to enter the dragon's lair so ostentatious, right? So is it possible that the owner of the dragon's lair invited them in? β
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"Hint: you've found more of your peers!
Fellow Smell: You've spotted four different teams, all of which have experienced grave robbers!
These four teams are from White Rock City, Gem Cove, Sword Winter City, and the Dark Realm!
Your quest "Meet Your Peers" has been updated!
For each additional expulsion or kill of a team of peers, your "Nature Djinn" duration is increased by ten seconds."
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After listening to Matthew's narration.
Carmela didn't say a word and began to roll her eyes.
Loraine's ears twitched like a convulsion.
A few seconds later.
The three of them looked at each other.
"There is indeed something wrong, the green dragon Fatina doesn't know what nerves she had, she actually recruited tomb robbers everywhere through her own channel network, she seems to want to take away an ancient item called "Crown of Sin" in the troll dungeon, and those peers you perceive should all be from the news......"
Carmela groaned.
Matthew leaned against the stone wall of the tunnel and asked:
"So what do we do now?"
Lorraine proposed:
"Why don't you slay the dragon first, and then rob the tomb?"
Carmela shook her head:
"Fatina has a deep background, and killing her may not only attract the long-disappeared primeval green dragon, but also offend several lords of Purgatory."
"And this kind of thing is too ostentatious to slay dragons, and it's easy to be watched by some strange eyes."
"As for what we should do......"
She thought for a few seconds, then patted her head:
"We can join them!"
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Ten minutes later.
In the Green Dragon's Lair.
Coming out of the secret passage and trotting all the way to the hall in front of them, the group of three bumped into the green dragon Fatina who was speaking to the four teams.
Unexpectedly.
Fatina's appearance is that of a slender girl in a turquoise dress with two pointed tiger teeth.
"You guys?"
The green dragon looked at the three people who suddenly appeared with some confusion.
Carmela immediately replied:
"We're here to rob the tomb!"
Fatina scoffed:
"Nonsense!"
"You're not here to rob the tomb, are you still here to slay the dragon?!"
"I mean, you're late! Forget it, stand up quickly, what I said earlier doesn't matter, listen to the rest together! β
The three people who had gone through different disguises hurriedly entered the ranks.
Inside the hall.
Cast some malicious glances.
Matthew was also secretly scrutinizing these peers.
White Rock City looked like a necromancer, with a sour aura all over his body;
The people of Gem Bay were dressed like a group of merchants, and their eyes were smiling, not at all like tomb robbers;
The few people in Sword Winter City were very strong, and they looked very much like mercenaries, and Matthew couldn't help but wonder when he saw itβcould it be that his counterparts in the north were all barbarian schools?
As for the dark regions, they are even more special.
It's just a dense group of kobolds!
If it weren't for the fact that the leader of the kobold looked a little special, and his level was as high as level twenty, I'm afraid no one would have taken this group of peers from the Dark Regions seriously!
"I don't care what you do inside, you can cooperate or you can go in and turn your face, but be sure to bring out what I want!"
"See, this is the Crown of Sin, look carefully, theoretically it should be on the third layer of the underground palace, but it may also be the fifth or seventh layer, it is absolutely impossible to be an even layer, understand?"
The girl transformed into the green dragon walked in front of everyone with a big grin, holding a portrait high.
After the portrait is displayed.
She ordered another dragon minion to give the five teams initial rewards.
Unexpectedly.
Fatina was unusually generous.
The four teams, including Matthew, are rewarded directly according to the first 1,000 gold coins each!
Only in the face of those kobolds.
Fatina shouted:
"There are too many of you! I'll give you 5,000 gold coins! β
"Whoever finds the crown, I will directly send him 200,000 gold coins, and everyone in his team can choose a treasure in this lair!"
"Now, everyone follow me!"
The green dragon girl is in a hurry.
Three minutes later.
The five teams each came to the bottom of the dragon's lair, in front of a huge underground crack.
The other side of the fissure is filled with a turquoise barrier.
Where only a drawbridge leads, there is a small gap in the barrier.
"On a first-come, first-served basis, each team sets off one by one, with an interval of five minutes in between, speed!"
Fatina quickly arranged.
The tomb robbers didn't have an opinion, and they carried it out one after another.
Matthew: Because they were the last to come, they had to leave last.
Peers while crossing the suspension bridge.
They were looking at a group of huge murals on the other side of the drawbridge.
The shape of that set of murals is a bit weird.
The main composition is a column rising into the sky, with mushroom-shaped bulges above the column, which makes it easy to make strange associations.
And not far from the top of the cylinder.
There is also a huge circle painted on it.
The circle and the cylinder shake correspond, and there is a tendency to attract each other.
This mural looks simple, but for some reason it fascinates the three Matthews.
"It's a mural left by the trolls."
Suddenly, an extremely old voice appeared beside them.
Matthew looked back.
It turned out to be the kobold warlock.
The latter said lightly:
"The culture of the Troll Empire has a strong tendency towards fertility worship, and you are not wrong with the naked eye, the lower part of the mural depicts the second child, and the top symbolizes the purple palace of female trolls."
"In fact, the creation myth of the trolls began with a lone peak that pierced the sky, and they believed that the lone peak was the second child of a certain god, because the god pierced the sky from the earth, so that the mother sky was impregnated, and there were many intelligent races including trolls, humans, and elves."
"Krent. Will, get to know each other? β
"We can work together, and my partner and I think the three of you are pretty good."
Matthew looked at the kobold who seemed to be releasing good intentions, and suddenly smiled and said:
"Where did you come from?"
"Isn't it true that you're the only one by your side all the time?"
The kobold Will's face changed suddenly.
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(End of chapter)