Boxed Lunch led his combat team forward cautiously in the winding and deep mine tunnel.
This was an abandoned mine road that led to the depths of the Gloom Mountain Range. The entrance was an abandoned forge in Rivendell.
The mine road was paved with tracks, similar to the railways in the Bluestar. However, if one looked closely, one could vaguely see some magic lines that had lost their effect.
On both sides of the mine road were smooth rock walls. There was an old magic lamp at intervals, but it had been destroyed by the passage of thousands of years.
Occasionally, one could see some skeletons on the road. They were still wearing tattered clothes. They were the Elves who didn't manage to escape when Rivendell was destroyed overnight a thousand years ago.
These pitiful Elven skeletons were not uncommon in Rivendell.
And every time the players found the remains of elves, they would excitedly go forward and plunder the items on them.
But today … Boxed Lunch's team was much more restrained.
Even when they saw Elven skeletons, they just collectively went to the skeletons and mourned for three minutes.
Then they pretended to pray, and murmured a few words as if to themselves--
"Rest in peace, partner. I will bring your remains back to the Elven Forest."
… and so on.
Then … the players sorrowfully collected the Elven skeletons and put them into the backpacks that the Inferno Tribe's Elves had woven for them.
In short, the team members were much more disciplined, as if they were really Elves.
The entire mine road was dark and eerily silent. The players could only hear their own footsteps.
The system's background music had been turned off under Boxed Lunch's command. This was because they were close to the deepest part of Rivendell. It wasn't safe, and small Crypt Spiders were often seen alone.
"Boss Boxed Lunch, are you sure we can find the mineral vein if we follow this path?"
While walking, the Elven Mage in the team, a player named Gourd, asked curiously.
"Of course. It's a mine road. The end must be connected to the mineral vein."
Before Boxed Lunch could answer, another player answered.
"But, the others thought so too. If we follow the mine road, the end is either blocked or a dried up mineral vein. There's nothing."
Gourd continued to mumble.
Boxed Lunch was silent for a moment and said,
"There are many spiders in this vein."
"Will there be mines if there are more monsters?"
The gourd asked again.
This time, without waiting for Boxed Lunch to answer, a clear and somewhat disdainful voice rang out.
"Stupid! Ores are also a type of food for Crypt Spiders. Since there are so many spiders here, there must be ore veins! "
Gourd: "…"
The corners of his mouth twitched.
The one who spoke was none other than the Elf NPC they had rescued, Nightingale Shadow.
After knowing that the Boxed Lunch Team was going to explore Rivendell, the elven girl kept insisting on following them …
It was also because of this NPC's existence that the players were afraid of losing their Favorability, so they had no choice but to restrain themselves when plundering the Elves' relics.
"Alright, I understand."
The gourd sighed.
He looked at the lunchbox and then at Nightingale with a strange expression.
"I understand, but … why do you want her to follow us?"
The gourd pointed at a certain person.
"Tsk, it's my freedom to go wherever I want! Besides, you might need my help to explore Rivendell! "
Nightingale pursed her lips and proudly puffed out her chest.
After accepting Eve's faith, the Racial Curse on her was also broken. Her strength had also increased by a notch in an instant, directly leaping into the middle rank of Iron.
Therefore, even in the face of these powerful Heaven's Chosen Ones, she had some confidence.
Hearing her words, the gourd shook his head helplessly.
"Sigh … you don't understand. If we really encounter something dangerous, we'll be fine, but you'll be finished. "
Nightingale listened and raised her eyebrows in confusion.
She was about to ask something when Boxed Lunch's low voice suddenly sounded.
"There's a situation, quiet."
For a moment, all the players' faces became serious.
Nightingale also became spirited.
She cautiously held her machete — the one she looted from the human mercenary that day.
Everyone fell into silence.
At this moment, they vaguely heard a rustling sound.
Boxed Lunch hesitated for a moment, turned his head to look at Nightingale, and whispered.
"Go to the back of the team. If there's danger, run quickly. "
Looking at his serious expression, Nightingale pursed her lips.
"I don't want to! If you're not going, why should I? "
Boxed Lunch was speechless.
He was silent for a moment, then said,
"We can be resurrected if we die, but you can't."
With that, he turned his head and continued to lead the team forward.
"Resurrected …?"
Nightingale was stunned and subconsciously stopped in her tracks …
The players did not stop moving forward.
They did not explain anything, but they walked more carefully and quietly.
Nightingale was stunned for a moment, then she reacted after a moment and quickly caught up with the team.
This time, she obediently walked at the back, muttering to herself as she walked.
"Resurrected … what does it mean?"
Boxed Lunch led the team forward.
As they moved forward, the rustling sound became louder.
They turned a corner and finally came to the end of the mining road …
When they saw the scene in front of them clearly, everyone's pupils could not help but shrink slightly.
At the end of the mining road was a huge cave.
And in the cave, countless Crypt Spiders gathered.
They gathered together densely, thousands of them, and their scarlet eyes were like lanterns in the dark … It made one's scalp tingle.
Among them, most of them were small Crypt Spiders, but there were also many large ones.
Even deeper in, the players faintly saw creatures that seemed to be similar in size to the giant spider guarding the entrance of the Underground World …
This … was the lair of the Crypt Spiders!
For a moment, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
"F * ck …"
Calabash subconsciously wanted to curse, but he quickly restrained himself.
Boxed Lunch looked grim.
He waved his hand and gestured for them to retreat.
Everyone held their breaths and began to retreat slowly.
At this moment, a player accidentally tripped on a stone while retreating, and a spider leg fell out of his backpack.
The metallic spider leg hit the ground and made a crisp sound.
"Clank, clank." The sound was extremely clear in the mining road …
Sh * t!
The players' faces turned green in an instant.
At the same time, the rustling sound behind them weakened a lot …
In the cave, pairs of scarlet eyes looked over.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
