Everyone could see the changes in the slums. Evil was spreading here, and of course, wealth was the same. ●,
Everyone here grew tobacco. They wrapped the precious wealth in spices and cloth, and then their brothers transported it to Skull Port to sell. This was a land of evil. Everyone was vigilant, even neurotically wary of outsiders. Alwin found that the people here had a different mental outlook. There was an indescribable sense of excitement.
This was completely different from the lifeless poor people on the Faerun Continent. They were gloomy and excited, full of the drive to get rich and the determination to do anything. If she had to describe what made the people here different, it would be ambition. Strong, ferocious ambition! She felt that there was a dagger in the eyes of the young men on the road.
Ji Ao's ambition was about to overflow.
The daggers on their waists were polished, and the way they walked was in line with the most basic qualities of a rogue, dexterity and agility, just like a feline. Elwin could imagine the agility and cruelty of the human body as they stabbed their daggers in. This was actually not something he could imagine. Many people had gone missing here, such as the tax officer and the rogue members of other gangs.
It was dangerous to walk here, even for Alwin's team. She had begun to believe that the people here had unimaginable enthusiasm and initiative for their evil deeds. They were decisive and cruel.
Unlike those young people who had just entered the profession, Erwin was old enough to abandon those naive and fantasies. Although she had her own insistence on justice and order, she had already understood how cruel and fanatical people who had experienced the torment of poverty and hardship could be. It was not without reason that the Bloody Hand gang could frighten those who coveted them and protect this huge profit.
"If it wasn't for the fact that this profit is too great, they would have the possibility of growing stronger!" They have the potential to grow stronger! 'Erwin thought to himself.
"Where is Bloody Hand now?" she whispered to the Halfling rogue in the team.
"That guy stays in the watchtower on the west side all day. I haven't seen him leave even half a step. My god! Keeping an eye on him is the most boring job I've ever done … "the Halfling Wall complained softly." But the security there is very tight. There are many magic traps and mechanisms. I've tried many times, but I couldn't sneak in … "
"He hasn't been here for long. We can storm in!" Jessica suggested.
"I don't recommend this!" The Halfling interrupted, "We may have casualties this way. You know, it's not that we can't afford to sacrifice ourselves. I'm sure that we can kill the Bloody Hand. My God! This nickname sounded like a third-rate mercenary! But how to put it! It's not worth it, you know. For evil dog-eat-dog. It's not worth it! "
"You're right, Wal!" Elwin thought for a moment and shook his head. "Let's think of another way!"
The security of the Bloody Hand Gang was much tighter than he had imagined. They were not like the other gangs, which were made up of a bunch of old scoundrels and veteran bastards. Those people were selfish and greedy, and always used all kinds of tricks and tricks. These young people were full of vigor. She has a passionate, earnest and responsible attitude towards work.
Everything was so beautiful and sunny. Had they not hung the tax officer and the general affairs officer at the gate of the watchtower with such enthusiasm, Erwin would have thought that this was the territory of some Righteous Faction.
"No, we don't have a chance." Wal shook his head and said, "They will definitely find us, then block us in a narrow passage and shoot through us with those extraordinarily strong steel crossbows! They are well-trained and have a lot of magic items. There are also a lot of magic items. We can't take that kind of blow. "
Wal's expression was a little evasive, and his words were hesitant. Those who knew him well could see at a glance that he was struggling with something.
"Say it! Is there anything unexpected? "Elwin sighed with his hand on his forehead.
"Two hundred feet from here. There is a secret passage that may lead to the basement of the watchtower, but … "Wal frowned." It gives me a very bad feeling. Let's give up this time! There's no need to take such a big risk … "
"Wal!" Love Win interrupted him and said calmly, "We trust you, just like we trust our own eyes and limbs. But you can't panic. Tell us what you feel, your intuition, and your guesses. We are partners!"
"There's something underground! I don't know what it is, but there is a great danger hidden underground, enough to be fatal! "
"We still have to go there!" Elwin said with certainty.
"Why? The risk is too great, it's not worth it! "Wal spread his hands and emphasized in confusion.
"Because of responsibility, the responsibility given to us by kindness and justice, we can't ignore a huge conspiracy. The underground here is not within the scope of the underground maze. No matter what the mad wizard wants to do, the harpist has a reason to know. "
9527 patrolled its territory as usual. Underground, the goblins had dug more than 30,000 feet deep, at least 18 layers of the underground world, and even part of it was connected to the underground maze, allowing some monsters and underground creatures to sneak in. Of course, most of them were not monsters, at least not as monstrous as some of Chen Ang's test subjects.
But there were always some survivors. Although they were already frightened and in a constant state of panic, they could still pose a threat to the goblins. 9527 could not help but sigh. Although the goblins were the smartest race under the master's command and had been given high hopes, even building a small kingdom and civilization, their strength was still too low.
If it had been the group of Ogres, they would have been nothing more than a side dish if they encountered the Underworld creatures. The Heavy Armored Ogres and Ferocious Ogres would probably have eaten them alive. If they encountered the Addicted Ogre Sorcerers, they would be in utter misery.
There were already many evil creatures howling as they became the test subjects of the Demon Addicts. 9527 felt that their weak performance was a disgrace to the evil camp, although 9527 also felt that some of the experiments were too creepy, such as the Biotic Biomass, multiple Weave contact cycle, brain golems …
Especially the experiment of imitating the dual-core Weave contact physique of the two-headed Ogre Wizard. Those hundred-headed giants, human-centipedes, and three-headed and six-armed wizards were too much. Drow were also intelligent creatures! The hundred-headed giant priestess was too much!
"The ogres have already produced three of Lao Weta's Favored! Sooner or later, they will become master's test subjects! Only machinery and explosions are the greatest things. Of course, human alchemy is not bad, but the Sith Alchemy that master taught us is better! "9527 sang softly." More is better. Big is beautiful. "They walked along the dim ropeway to the next level.
The crystal on its arm suddenly lit up, sometimes dim, and sometimes flickering. 9527 pressed the crystal with its right hand, and with its intelligence of 19, it immediately understood the three-dimensional text in the crystal.
"Damn it! Enemy attack! Enemy attack! " 9527 anxiously stomped his feet. "The enemy is close to Master's location. If they disturb Master, If you disturb master, you will become the next stage of the ogres' experiment subjects! " It had mobilized all the goblin patrols through the crystal. The ogres, werecreatures, and kobolds also quickly headed toward the location of the alarm and began to set up control.
However, because of their deep-rooted fear of Chen Ang, the experimental area where Chen Ang was had always been a forbidden area for the Demon Addict Legion and the underground army. Their power there was pitifully weak. This was not because they were not intelligent enough. It was a psychological misunderstanding. All the Gnomes. All the goblins and kobolds thought that it was a place more terrifying than the Abyss.
Was there a need to defend such a terrifying place? The enemy would rather die in battle than go there!
"That bunch of trash, scum, and dregs! How dare they, how dare they hide these things under the city? Aren't those nobles afraid of nightmares? The underground maze is scary enough! Where did these goblins and kobolds come from? "
Ailwin looked at Jessica with a pale face, on the verge of collapse. The priest, Horn, was turning over the body of a kobold. It had been hit in the chest by the priest with a warhammer, and the huge and ferocious warhammer had smashed its internal organs. Even so, it had attacked crazily for six standard movements. It died from the combined attacks of fireballs, arrows, crossbow bolts, warhammers, and two-handed swords.
Its corpse was a pile of mush.
One had to know that the Priest Horn's war hammer was powerful enough to shatter + 1 magical armor. Not to mention that the war hammer itself was a + 2 magical weapon, Horn was a well-known Priest. Although he wasn't a Priest of Carreius, he was still a Priest of Nubian. He was a first-rate warrior who could kill and set fire to anything.
However, the armor of the kobold was complete! It was an armor without enchantment!
"No, during the forging process, we used magic to process the steel. The design and construction are also superb. It's lined with soft but terrifyingly tough steel wires. The curvature of the outer shell is very precise, and the hardness has reached a terrifying level. The strength, material, construction, and tempering are all superb skills …"
"Most importantly, this armor is custom-made for the kobolds! It's very standard too! "
The team fell silent. They obviously knew what this meant. In the Faerun Continent, evil was not scary, nor was cruelty. Dark creatures were even more common, but money was the scariest. This meant that all the mages on the continent were willing to trade with them. It meant that they could hire mages and magic items. Those who were so poor that they were crazy would sell themselves.
Evil creatures with money had never lost, because justice was always poorer. Justice defeating evil was just a story of bards. Wealth defeating poverty was the reality of Faerun. Here, the goddess Manny had never lost.
"Is there an empire of kobolds here?" Jessica covered her face. Her pale face could not hide her weakness and powerlessness.
"These kobolds are just warriors stationed here. That goblin's status is higher than theirs!" Alwin helped Jessica up and walked in a more secluded direction. "Removing the curse requires some time to recover. That direction seems to be their blind spot. Jessica, sit on the Phantom Colt. We have to hurry."
"A team of twenty is enough to tire us out. We definitely can't deal with our pursuers. No matter what lies ahead, we have to try!"
Horn used a prophecy spell, but it failed halfway. "I saw a huge ominous event in the future. There's a huge wave in the Ether Plane, and prophecy spells are completely ineffective. We won't have any guidance for a long distance underground! Something must be happening in the Ether Plane. That world is filled with distorted illusions … "
"Illusions? We seem to have heard of this before! A few mages from the School of Prophecy are said to be entangled by illusions. This is probably not an accident. We've fallen into a huge conspiracy! What's in the illusion? "
"The Black Robe of Halaster!"
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