Continuing on the road, through muddy swamps, is not an easy task. There are pools of water on both sides of the road, and due to the perennial infestation of water, the truth itself has become muddy and soft, and if you are not careful, you will fall into it, but fortunately, the road is too peaceful, and you have not encountered any powerful magical creatures and beasts.

They stumbled and stumbled for five or six hours, until nightfall, and the dwarven warriors said that a suitable place to spend the night still did not appear.

"How much longer, Muraton?" asked Leo, shaking the mud off his boots.

The dwarven warrior jumped forward and replied, "Soon, soon!

......

Another half an hour had passed, and the whole swamp was already pitch black, and just as Leo had completely lost confidence and was about to spend the night like this, he turned through the dense bushes and appeared in front of him.

Seeing the crumbling fence and the low buildings in front of him, Muraton let out a sigh of relief, and he also worried that his memory was in trouble.

"It's ......," Leo said subconsciously.

Muraton puffed up his chest proudly and replied, "A goblin tribe, but there should be no living goblins in it." How's that, a very nice place to spend the night!"

As he spoke, the gagged goblin suddenly ran forward like crazy, but its hands were tied to the wooden cart with ropes, and it couldn't break free at all, and fell directly to the ground.

Leo was stunned for a moment, but quickly understood, walked over and asked, "This is your former home?"

The goblin looked at Leo in fear and nodded.

"Heh, what a coincidence. Remember, you just have to be honest and we'll let you go home when we're done. Leo emphasized the word "home", and in the next rescue activities, whether the goblins cooperate is also one of the keys. If it really cooperates, it will definitely have a much better effect than casting hypnotic control zhì.

The goblin's eyes rolled, and the little head didn't know what to think, but it nodded a second time in obedience. In its opinion, neither Leo nor Muraton can cope with it at all. And as a goblin, it doesn't know what dignity is.

It has to be admitted that as the natives of the swamp, the goblins are when choosing where to live. It's still very insightful. For example, this open area has rare dry soil and is surrounded by trees, which also looks quite secluded.

However, the building skills of the goblins are really bad, or the low shacks inside are not buildings at all.

Leo roughly calculated that the camp would be able to hold at least five hundred goblins in its heyday. It's quite a small tribe.

To be on the safe side, he and Muradon did not rest immediately, but looked closely to make sure that there were no other creatures in the camp. Then I found a hidden corner and lit a bonfire.

In the swamp, a campfire can cause trouble, but the two men are surprisingly unanimous in their decision to do so. Because they were all tormented by the damp environment and were on the verge of collapse. If you don't bake the fire and make your body dryer, maybe you won't be rescued. I will first fall ill.

Holding the hot bread, Leo asked, "How long will it take to reach the vein?"

Muraton thought for a moment and replied, "Three hours at most." ”

"Three hours. Leo calculated.

Since it's to save people, you definitely can't save it in broad daylight. The best time should be around dawn, when the goblins and gnolls around the vein should be asleep, and I believe that the vigilance of the dragon will be reduced to a minimum, and the sky is getting brighter, and there is no need to smear and collide, even if there is a "dark vision" to save zài, the effect is still not comparable to that of daytime.

Thinking of this, Leo asked again, "You are a dwarf, you should have dark vision." ”

In order to give the "Magic Journey" glasses a constant "microvision" and "Eagle Eye" technique, Leo deliberately asked Director Alvin, but he didn't expect that the other party not only found someone to complete the constancy of these two level 1 magic, but also kept an additional "dark vision" constant.

Leo originally thought it was not very useful, but now he realized how important this level 1 magic was to him.

"Of course, night is no different from day to us dwarves. Muraton was proud again, and compared the tangled muscles in his arm to Leo, "But I don't like to drill holes and mine!

Leo grinned and quipped, "Dwarven warriors, weren't you captured at a young age, and you should have lived longer with humans." ”

The dwarven warrior was visibly stunned, and replied, "Uh...... The Lord of the Forge is above, but I am willing to follow the traditions of the dwarves!"

Leo smiled: "Whatever, it's about nineteen o'clock, let's set off at twenty-four o'clock, we should be able to arrive at the mine at four o'clock tomorrow at the latest, and then carry out the rescue." ”

"Ahh Races that live long lives need just as long sleep, such as dragons, creatures that sleep for half of their lives, sometimes up to a hundred years at a time.

Leo said sternly: "Yes, I can only sleep for five hours, I don't have much time, I have to cross the swamp as much as possible, and your regimental commander, there should be no time left." ”

"I understand, rest now!Remember to wake me up!" As soon as the dwarven warrior finished speaking, he lay flat on the ground and fell asleep.

Leo laughed dumbly. After eating something and drying out his clothes, he put out the campfire and leaned against the fat bear, ready to take a nap.

I don't know how long it took, Chubby suddenly shook a few times, Leo suddenly woke up, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Something is coming. Chubby replied softly, after being in contact with Leo for a long time, the ogre's intelligence has also improved significantly.

Leo immediately dispersed his mental power, and sure enough, he found that there were more than a dozen dwarf creatures at the entrance of the camp.

Without thinking, he took out the "Magic Journey" eye from the spatial ring and brought it with him.

Things in the darkness have come to life, and the red dots in front of you can tell that they are evil creatures!

Suddenly, the tied goblins struggled, as if trying to signal like a creature at the entrance to the camp.

Leo whispered a "spell", and then shouted in a deep voice: "Little thing, if you make any more movements, your body will be blown to pieces and turned into mud in the swamp!"

The goblin shuddered, looked at Leo with its little dark red eyes, and fell silent. (To be continued......)