Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 107 The Secret Vault
After passing through more than a dozen winding and dark tunnels in a row, and passing through several lines of defense guarded by the Sons of Omen, the group finally arrived at the "home" that Menggot called.

This is a fairly large storage area. There are no foul-smelling drains everywhere. Instead, there are a few rare large water supply pipes. There are a lot of wooden boxes and thatch stacked in the corners, hundreds of them. The Sons of Omen lay resting in the middle of those haystacks, and some of them were still wrapped in bloody bandages.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Tuo Lixia couldn't bear to say: "You just call this kind of place 'home'?"

Meng Gete's slightly stooped tall back paused slightly, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "Yes. This is already the best place we can find."

Everyone stopped talking, followed him up a few steps, and walked into a relatively spacious independent warehouse.

Lucia looked at the surrounding furnishings. In fact, there is no "furniture" in this room at all. The only furniture is an old long table and seven or eight chairs in the center, and two lame cabinets in the corner. And a straw mat that has been frayed.

In terms of daily life, the young man known as the "King of Ominous Omens" obviously lived as hard as his people.

Not long after the few people were seated, a few bad omens presented two plates of cooked giant lobster meat. Mengget took out a few polished enamel teacups, poured warm water for the guests one by one, and said: "The conditions here are It’s a bit worse, please forgive me for the poor hospitality.”

Lucia didn't say any hypocritical polite words, but after thanking her, she grabbed a piece of shelled lobster meat and bit it down - simply boiled with water, this kind of food is doomed to be not very delicious, but the shrimp meat tastes delicious. At the same time, he clearly felt a strong divine power surging in his body.

"It tastes good—" Lucia commented after a moment of stupefaction, "It contains quite a pure energy."

Rataen, who had already begun to feast on the side, agreed: "Indeed, the purity of this power is even higher than the divine power of many golden knights. Is this what the Rodel people call 'spell power'?"

"It's the magic power," Menger, who was sitting across the table, explained, "These specially bred lobsters have lived in this underground world for a long time, and their bodies have subtly absorbed some magic power, otherwise they wouldn't be able to grow so long. big."

"So, your power is actually a little unstable, so it will unknowingly affect the surrounding creatures?" Lucia asked as he put down the shrimp shell.

"Maybe." Montgomery showed a bitter smile, "We already have the curse of defilement, so it's not surprising that we pollute the creatures around us."

When Menger heard his brother making such negative remarks again, he curled his lips secretly, but was too lazy to argue.

This may not be the case, Lucia thought to himself, these two princes of evil omens and tens of thousands of omens in the underground waterway are certainly the biggest source of curse power within a thousand miles, but they are not this kind of "defiled curse" "the origin.

The sudden appearance and rapid increase of the Ominous Omen phenomenon during the Unification War has yet to find the source, and the birth rate of Rodel’s Omen Sons is much higher than other regions. There is no reasonable explanation at all. If we say that these creatures in the sewer The reason for the mutation is all blamed on the Sons of Ominous Omen, so there is some suspicion that the result is the cause.

Just like the corruption disease whose symptoms become more intense the closer one gets to Rodel, the seemingly glorious golden city under his feet is by no means a pure holy land, and there must be some deeper secrets hidden behind this land.

"Could it be epilepsy?" Lucia couldn't help but think of the heavy stone door in the deepest part of the king's capital in the previous life where the crazy three fingers were sealed.

But according to his in-depth research on Rodel's past history in this life, the huge caravan composed of wandering merchants has not yet appeared, so it can't be said that they were buried alive underground, summoning madness in the pain and despair of exterminating the genocide.

"By the way, Montgothet," he asked tentatively, "is this the deepest part of the underground waterway already?"

Montgomery nodded and said, "It's almost done. Further down is the foundation that Rodel built when he built the city. There are only some metals and stones strengthened with magic and divine arts."

"Is that so?" Lucia nodded slightly and said no more.

With his current perception of mental power, if Menggott faced this impromptu question with a lie, he would definitely be able to hear it. Now that the other party has told the truth, there are only two possibilities left—— The epilepsy has not yet appeared in the capital, or it is buried in a deeper place, and the Mengge brothers don't know about it.

He breathed a sigh of relief and temporarily kept more doubts in his heart. Epilepsy was not the purpose of his trip, and no matter what kind of truth was hidden behind this matter, it was beyond his reach now.

For the next half an hour, a few people chatted about some trivial matters above and below the ground while eating. Because of the presence of Tolisha, a perfumer who saved the life of more than one child of evil omen, the relationship between everyone became more and more harmonious. stand up.

When the banquet with poor conditions was over, the two ominous omens on standby outside the door cleaned up the table, and Menggot finally brought up the topic he mentioned when he came.

He took a serious look at the poor-quality mercenary-style armor on Lucia, Ratan, and Christopher, and said, "The three of you are here today to explore the way for the Rodel Battle Festival in a month's time, right?"

"I don't know why you came to participate in this kind of activity where civilians fight for fun as the three, but whether you are here for some dispensable actual combat training or for a momentary excitement, here I must advise the three Just a word, get out of this festival—at least not this year."

Christopher glanced at the two demigods who hadn't spoken yet, and asked, "Why? Is there any difference between this year's battle festival and previous years?"

Menggot coughed twice, and continued: "Being able to come here, you should have a good understanding of this battle festival and the operating rules behind it, and you must also know that this year's prey is the Icefield Mountain provided by Duke Duoris. But what you don't know is that those things have completely exceeded the category of 'prey'."

"Sixty miles to the north from here, there is an underground secret vault belonging to the Duke of Duoris. Every year before the start of the battle ceremony, the nobles of Rodel will always temporarily lock up the prey prepared in advance. In order to ensure that those Creatures will not harm our compatriots, Mengge and I will also check out the type, quantity and status of the prey in advance at this time of the year."

"The year before last and the last year were a group of about [-] demihumans and hybrids respectively. The most threatening target was the demihuman queen with two magic heads. We only need to hide a little to avoid that hunt. But this year it's different—"

He let out a heavy breath, coughed for a while, and said: "I don't know if Duoris is crazy, he stuffed more than 700 icefield mountain monsters in his secret storehouse, and never From the bloodshot pupils and manic state of those mountain monsters, it can be seen that at least your prey has gone crazy!"

　ps. The chapter number is wrong, this chapter is 107
　　
　
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