The darkness of the Dark Caverns was never calm.
Because most of the areas here had only been roughly surveyed, even the indigenous races who lived in the underground world all year round did not have a completely reliable map.
The underground tunnels often stretched for miles, sometimes expanding to thousands of feet wide, and sometimes shrinking so narrow that even a caveman could not squeeze through. The largest cavern hall was like a miniature version of the surface, with hills, valleys, underground rivers, and lakes. In this three-dimensional environment, most races could use the ceiling and walls of the cavern to travel freely, using natural or magical flying, levitating, or wall-walking mounts (such as giant spiders and certain types of lizards).
As the only city built in the underground world by exiled sorcerers, the location of Elysium was extremely secretive. The rock layer full of special metal composition could isolate the outside world from malicious probes. Coupled with the dark creatures, puppet creatures, and subterranean aborigines that were widely spread in the dark caverns and tunnels, it was extremely difficult for outsiders to find the only way to Elysium through the countless winding tunnels without the guidance of the residents of Elysium.
Some people said that the powerful fallen sorcerer of Elysium had set up a huge illusion spell formation outside the city, which could erase all traces of Elysium's existence from the deepest parts of the tunnels. This way, even if an enemy really broke into this place, they would not be able to find Elysium even if they walked through all the underground tunnels.
Elysium, Cat's Ear Tavern.
As the huge firestones hanging high above the cavern began to extinguish, night fell in the underground world.
For the fallen sorcerers living underground, without a clear distinction between day and night, without a reference to the passage of time, their lives would become muddled, and it would be difficult to organize everything. So, continuing some of the habits of the surface, the powerful and resourceful sorcerers harvested a large number of firestones from the depths of the earth, and then used a spell formation to control the firestones to light up and extinguish according to the time pattern on the surface.
Using this method, Elysium City was able to gather a large number of desperate sorcerer-apprentices, making them become the first batch of residents here with unswerving loyalty.
When night fell, the streets and alleys of Elysium were lit with torches and bonfires, and the entrance of the Cat's Ear Tavern was lit with dim butter lamps.
Pushing open the old, dirty half-door, Langdon entered the tavern with a grim expression. As soon as he entered, he frowned at the bustling noise.
It was about 7 o 'clock in the evening in Elysium City, but the tavern was already crowded with all kinds of drunkards. As far as the eye could see, there were one or two representatives of all the famous races in the Underworld. Of course, this was only limited to the lower levels.
The residents of Blissful City were definitely not lowly creatures like the Clawed Terror or Petrified Lizards. Most of them were demi-humans or intelligent races with human-like appearances. For example, Lizardmen, Gnolls, Underground Gnomes, Spirit Catcher, Ratmen …
Looking at a group of large rats that looked like walking upright in front of him, looking at their furry, ugly faces, Langdon felt sick to his heart. After all, he was a pure human.
Ordinary humans could not survive in Elysium, but Langdon was fearless. He even kicked the Ratfolk blocking his way. And the reason he could do all this was because he was a sorcerer-apprentice, a quasi-sorcerer.
In Elysium City, aside from the sorcerers who rarely showed their faces, a quasi-sorcerer sorcerer apprentice like him was the top figure in the city. Wherever he went, countless natives of the Underworld would take the initiative to make way for him.
His light blue apprentice robe was embroidered with mysterious golden runes. As he walked, the rune energy glowed, adding a touch of fantasy and mystery to him. His handsome figure and elegant demeanor all gave Langdon a completely different noble temperament. Unfortunately, the once elegant Langdon's face was so gloomy that ink could almost be squeezed out.
Kicking away the Ratfolk blocking his way, Langdon ignored their strange squeaks of protest. He strode to the counter, slammed the thick countertop, and roared.
"Give me a bottle of Liehuo!"
The noisy and bustling tavern instantly fell silent.
Old John, who was leisurely wiping the wine glasses behind the counter, rolled his eyes and muttered a few words. His carrot-like hand swiped lightly and pulled out a bottle of wine from under the counter, pushing it along the smooth surface of the counter.
As the cork was pulled off, a fiery aroma that was so thick that it felt like it had substance began to ripple in the crowded tavern. Countless furry faces were fiercely sniffing the aroma, and sparkling saliva began to flow uncontrollably from their mouths.
Langdon, who rarely drank alcohol, panted heavily. His bloodshot eyes widened as he raised his neck and gulped down a few mouthfuls of wine. The spicy, fiery smell of alcohol instantly rushed into his internal organs. He could not help but bend over and cough loudly.
Splashes of wine danced in the air.
He coughed out more than half of the hard liquor he drank.
The Ratfolk, who were wearing tattered cloth and walking on tiptoes, immediately swarmed over and crouched on the ground. They stuck out their big wet tongues and frantically licked the wine stains on the stone floor. Although they usually pretended to be human, once they encountered this kind of free benefit, they would immediately abandon their disguise and once again expose their nature as low-intelligence creatures.
The management of Blissful City was too strict. Only intelligent creatures could become residents here, and they must have a human-like appearance. In order to be able to get an identity here, many Ratfolk, Gnolls, and Lizardmen could only wear dirty cloth found in some garbage dump, stand up, and take strange, crooked steps to disguise themselves as demi-humans.
In this small city ruled by fallen wizards, they had no means or way to make a living at all. They relied on inspecting the garbage discarded by the wizards to fill their stomachs. Of course, they could only live a more comfortable life by doing some dark business such as petty theft.
Looking at the ugly Ratfolk in front of him beating and biting each other for a little bit of his vomit, Langdon gritted his teeth and wished he could kill them all with Acid Marsh.
He was an honorable apprentice who had reached the level of a Quasi-Wizard. How could he be reduced to the company of a group of demons and monsters like this? An indescribable sorrow and resentment made it difficult for him to dispel the anger in his chest. Langdon tilted his head back and downed the rest of the Liefire Wine in one gulp. He tossed a magic crystal and staggered out of the tavern.
"What's wrong with Lord Langdon? Is this the first time I've seen such an abnormal behavior? "In a dark corner, two shadows were quietly talking.
"Why, you still don't know?" One of the shadows whispered, "I heard something happened to his other half."
"Devil's Vine Lady?" The other shadow suddenly exclaimed, "You said something happened to the Devil's Vine Lady?"
"Hush, hush …" The first shadow paced around anxiously. Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, he warned in a low voice, "You just came back from the west. You don't know the situation. The east side has been very lively these few days. I heard that a few Quasi Sorcerers fought there, and even a few layers of the tunnels collapsed. "
"You said the Devil's Vine Lady is dead? Who killed her? "
"Who else could it be? Of course, she died at the hands of those bastards on the surface. I heard the wizards on the surface had nothing better to do, so they sent a group of apprentices here to steal our resources. The Devil's Vine Lady died at the hands of these newcomers. I heard … "The shadow looked around and lowered his voice," I heard she died at the hands of a beginner apprentice called Grim! She … "
Before the black shadow could finish speaking, an earth-shattering sound drowned out its voice. The stone wall beside them was suddenly punched through by a terrifying fist, and a large hole was blasted open.
A huge figure more than three meters tall barged in. With one hand in each hand, it forcibly picked up the two whispering fellows hiding in the shadows.
The blazing stove in the tavern illuminated the figures of the two shadows. They were two Gnolls.
"Damned lowly creatures, what right do you have to talk about me, Langdon? I hate hearing the name Grim. This is what will happen to anyone who dares to say it again! "
Following the angry roar of the tall figure, the power of ice and snow gathered in his palms. In a breath's time, the two Gnolls were frozen into human-shaped ice sculptures. Then, the tall humanoid slammed the ice sculpture into the floor in the middle of the tavern. Even the flesh and blood inside were crushed into ice shards.
"You damned scum, stand up for me. I don't want anyone to mention that damned name again! If anyone can't remember this, I, Langdon, will use my death to remind them! "Langdon, who had transformed into a terrifying giant, roared angrily.
"Grim! You damned bastard, I'll be waiting for you in the darkness of the underground … "
… …
Grim was extremely busy these few days as he had no idea what was happening in the underground world.
He had finished reading the books he brought from the Swamp Tower. All that was left was the accumulation of knowledge and analysis of spell models.
This was the first defensive spell that Grimm was about to obtain, and he was extremely enthusiastic about it.
Flame Shield. This was the first defensive spell he had chosen for himself. However, in order to obtain it, Grim had to first master four to five basic subjects of witchcraft and a large amount of knowledge about witchcraft. From 'Characteristics of Fire Elemental Particles' to 'Regular Arrangement of Elemental Energy', from 'Effects of Spiritual Elements in Spells' to 'Hundred Questions on Shaping Flame Shield' …
There were dozens of spells and techniques that Grim had to learn in advance. Although he had the A.I. Chip to help him, it was still an arduous task to understand and master them all.
However, according to the A.I. Chip's calculations, Grim was very happy to know that he could obtain this Flame Shield before his next trip to the underground world.
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