Broad World

The tunnel on the west side of Uster Nazareth has always been the most chaotic place in this dark region. ? top? point? Novel ww.2w.

Kou Tao murlocs, beholders, teroclaws, earth monsters, all kinds of monsters compete for a limited living space in this narrow and barren ground. Fighting and conflicts occur from time to time, even the dark elves are not too bad. I am willing to approach here, and according to legend, there is an ancient altar dedicated to the demon prince Demo Gogan in the deepest part. Someone once went to want to gain power through sacrifice, but none of them could come back alive.

Stationed in such a place, Antlaib expressed a lot of pressure. Even with twenty powerful war trolls and nearly two thousand human and dark elf soldiers around him, there was no sense of security at all. If it hadn't been for the violent silver dragon staring at the side, he would have led everyone away from here to the surface.

"Head, you can't wait any longer. If you can't find a pasture as soon as possible, then these Loth beasts won't live long." A dark elf assassin reminded in a low voice.

After leaving Uster Nazareth, this army did not immediately go to the western tunnel. Instead, it attacked the underground pasture behind the eastern tunnel and grabbed nearly half of it. There were more than 10,000 fat and strong heads. The Lhosmon, the others fled due to fright, and could not be retrieved at all.

As the most important source of meat and animal power in the ground, its function is well known to all dark elves. As long as there are sufficient numbers of Lothian beasts, it means that there is no need to go hungry, so it has received considerable attention. Some drow fighters even drove them to eat some moss in a safe place nearby to prevent starvation due to lack of food.

However, it is clear that this situation will not last long. The narrow and complex terrain of the west tunnel does not have much vacancy at all. It can't feed so many Roth beasts at all. If you cannot reach the surface within two or three days. Then they will begin to die in large numbers, and at most one-tenth of the 10,000 heads will survive, which is simply not enough to feed more than 2,000 people.

After listening to the reminders from his men, Antlaib spread his hands helplessly: "I can't help but no one can leave unless someone can tell the silver dragon. Or... you try?"

The dark elf assassin immediately became scared and shook his head desperately: "Don't! Don't! Don't you see the anger in her eyes? I don't want to be torn to pieces by the dragon's claws."

Almost everyone could feel the hatred of the dark elves in Aidaron's eyes. It is an undisguised feeling, so strong, as long as you are not a fool, you will definitely not find it unhappy at this time. Antlaib even suspected that if the dragon egg could not be retrieved safely, then she was likely to go crazy and attack all the dark elves present.

At the same time, Jasira on the other side was trying to negotiate and let Aidaron enlarge the troops to leave first. She used her words carefully, avoiding the sensitive parts as much as possible.

"Dear lady, we can understand your feelings now. But please rest assured. Henry will be able to successfully bring the egg back without any damage..."

"Stupid mortals! You don't understand how terrible the gods are. Did you hear the violent explosion just now? It came from the direction of Uster Nazareth. My poor child may not have time yet. He was already dead when he was born. Uuuuu..." Aidaron said and started to cry.

As a priest of Bahamut, the **** of good dragons. She could easily feel the evil power that belonged to Rose in the distant battle, so she had given up her eggs intellectually and was ready to take these dark elves to vent her anger. The reason why I haven't done it yet is because I still hold a trace of fluke, so I have not let the big troops go.

Seeing the tears rolling in Yinlong's eyes, Aberdare sighed and comforted: "Madam, you are too pessimistic. When I left, Henry had successfully obtained the egg and put it in. With the dimension bag, even if the battle is fierce, it will not be destroyed, so you can wait quietly for a while."

"You still have the face to mention this! When you used magic teleportation just now, you should bring my eggs back together! Fool!" Aidaron not only didn't appreciate it, but also took a bite back like a mad dog.

Although the silver dragon is in the good camp, the dragon is a great dragon. Once its nature is exposed, it is almost as disgusting as the evil dragon. Especially with the unreasonable, unreasonable, unreasonable posture of three-pointers, even Aberdare, who has always been good-tempered, was so angry that the veins on his forehead could not help but pop out.

Jasila discovered the situation in time, hurriedly pulled it hard, and whispered to her ear: "Calm down, don't be impulsive. You can treat her as a mother who just went to the child."

"I'm not giving birth...I'm not angry..." Aberdare took a deep breath and muttered to himself in a low voice.

He forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart and soon recovered his sobriety. Then he turned his face and asked in a low voice: "What to do, this silver dragon doesn't listen to anything at all. I bet she must be beating those dark elf warriors. Idea."

"No way, we can only drag it for now, let's talk about everything when Henry comes back." Said Jasila pressed her temple hard. The thought of Aidaron's going madness made her head hurt immediately.

At this moment, Viconia suddenly approached and suggested: "Should we gather people together while the silver dragon is not paying attention..."

Speaking of this, a vicious expression appeared on her face, and she followed her fingers across her neck and made a throat cut. Obviously, this cruel female pastor drow meant to...

Kill the dragon!

"Hey! This is a good plan. I thought I should slaughter the pesky dragon, peel off her skin, and rob her of her treasure." Cogan touched his thick beard and greedily agreed. The evil dwarf berserker will not easily miss any opportunity to make a fortune. Even if there is no treasure, dragon skin, dragon blood and dragon bone can be sold for a lot of money.

"Idiot! I can guarantee that if you accidentally anger Aidaron, then wait to be hunted down by all the metal dragons in the south. Behind her is the entire Bahamut church!" Jasila The last word was almost stuck in his throat and roared out. She was almost mad at these two evil camps, her teeth creaking.

As soon as Viconia heard that there was a deity involved. Immediately frowned: "So we can't afford to provoke her?"

Jasila sneered and sarcastically said: "What do you think? If you want to die, please don't drag us down."

"Okay. Don't make any noise. This is the end of the matter. Be quiet, the team leader may be back soon, and it is best not to be seen by him." Aberdare stood up at the critical moment and started to muddle up. . He knew he couldn't control these teammates with different minds, so he didn't hesitate to lift Henry out of the battlefield.

Although Kogen was not afraid of the sky, he didn't dare to offend Henry easily, so he put on a stinky face, mumbled back to the corner, and sat down on the ground.

Seeing this crazy dwarf gave up the idea of ​​slaying dragons. The rest of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Aberdare and Jasila even looked at each other, and shook their heads with a wry smile. Since leaving the Forbidden Magic Prison, they have almost never relaxed, their spirits have always been tight, and now they are a little tired, so their tempers have become a little irritable, and quarrels are inevitable.

Just as everyone closed their eyes and rested, a group of dark elves appeared in the tunnel. They were well trained and quietly approached the place where the goods were piled up. A large number of weapons and armors looted from dark elf cities are stored here. In order to prevent confusion, it is not directly stuffed into the dimension bag.

The guy in the lead made a gesture. Immediately after, a thief rushed forward, and a stick stunned the soldier guarding the sentry. Without a word, the guy who followed directly opened the box and began to carry the pieces one by one. They moved very quickly, and in the blink of an eye they wiped out a whole box of weapons.

"Aha, as I expected, these people really grabbed a lot of good things. Look at this long sword, it's definitely Uster Nazareth's top craftsmanship, whether it's sold or sold. It's pretty good to keep it for your own use." It was Jarlaxle who wasn't talking. And the dark elves around him don't need to ask, they must all be members of Dayet Independent Mercenary Group.

Obviously, after this guy left the city, he didn't immediately escape. Instead, he chose to lie in ambush here, ready to take the opportunity to get another vote. I have to say that he was really courageous, even stealing in a barracks of more than 2,000 people, and he was not afraid of being blocked.

Adjutant Vishaqi glanced at the leader's triumphant expression, lowered his voice and reminded: "Head, I suggest you don't be too greedy, otherwise you will be ruined if you are caught. We now have less than a hundred people, and here There are two thousand troops."

Jarlaxle smiled and patted the other person's shoulder to comfort him: "There is nothing to worry about, don't you see that those guys are so nervous by the silver dragon, no one will notice us at all. Don't worry, take it boldly. , Take as much as you can, who knows if there will be such a good opportunity in the future."

"Well~www.ltnovel.com~ you are the leader, you have the final say. But I always have a bad feeling, as if something bad is about to happen." After saying that, Vishaqi immediately plunged into the command. Moving work.

"Hey, it's this time, who else will notice us..." Jarlaxle greedily looked at the boxes stacked on the car and muttered to himself. Before he could finish his words, suddenly a voice of abuse came from the darkness.

"Like me!"

"Who is it?! Come out right away, otherwise I'm not welcome." Jarlaxle suddenly became nervous, and instantly drew out the weapon from his waist to pose for battle.

"Haha, you can't even hear my voice. This is really sad. But I can give you a kind reminder that all the things you are moving now belong to me."

With the lingering sound of this sentence, a human teenager with silver hair and silver eyes walked out of the darkness, it was Henry who had just arrived from Congos. With a playful smile on his face, he looked up and down at the handsomely dressed mercenary leader in front of him, and at the same time sighed that the other party was really courageous enough that he had chosen such a perfect time to steal something. (To be continued...)