Warhammer Wizard

Roger and Zoltan stopped at the same time and asked, "Where?"

Ren pointed forward, and a few things were scattered on a wide street in the crypt. Zoltan adjusted his mechanical glasses and looked hard at them, but saw nothing.

Roger's vertical pupils were also shrinking, and the vision of the Demon Hunter was extremely strong, far surpassing ordinary transcendents, but the distance was too far, and he could not see those things either.

There was some confusion on both faces.

Renn reacted and said in a low voice: "You follow me."

A group of people walked along the stone steps into the cave, which was also a dwarf living area, and the sound of the three people's footsteps broke the silence in the dark.

Soon after, arriving on that street, Roger and Zoltan finally saw what Ren said.

A few extinguished torches were scattered on the ground, and some opened rucksacks fell out in a cloud of dark things, all of which had long been rotten. Around, there were broken swords, shattered armor, and dried black blood everywhere on the ground.

These things are obviously not dwarves, but alien humans.

Zoltan and Roger couldn't help being surprised at Ren's eyesight, being able to see these inconspicuous things from such a distance.

Roger didn't ask further, and went to check it carefully.

The Demon Hunter is an expert in this area and quickly came to the conclusion, saying:

"It should be the transcendents who came in the last time the rune circle was opened. There were five people in total. They encountered a battle and it was over in less than two minutes. Everyone was killed."

He went around the scene and found a few more details: "There are traces of spells, the enemy is a very powerful caster."

Both Zoltan and Renn were surprised.

The rune circle is opened every sixty years. I thought that very few people would come in. Now it seems that there are far more people who know the iron need fortress than expected.

"Where are their bodies?" Renn asked suddenly.

Roger pointed to a few invisible traces on the ground, his face became very dignified, and said: "The corpse was towed away, weapons and equipment were also raided, but dry food was left. It is likely to be undead creatures. Be careful."

Zoltan was taken aback. "You mean it's still in the fortress and didn't go out?"

Roger nodded.

Ren shook the warhammer, his sharp gaze swept around, and the Voice of All Things turned on with all his strength, but no abnormal movement was noticed.

All three of them increased their vigilance and moved on.

Soon after, Zoltan found a half-stone map in a room in the living area, and finally recognized his location and determined the route to the lower temple.

Walking through the crypts, passing through the excavated passages.

"In front is the middle square on the third floor, which is also the largest crypt on this floor. There is a passage to the fourth floor..."

Zoltan was halfway through his words, and suddenly stopped, staring at the front in a daze.

Ren and Roger also stopped.

Not far ahead, the dome above his head collapsed, as if a terrible earthquake had occurred. Numerous boulders and mud buried most of the cave, and there was no way to go.

Ren looked up at the edge of the collapse, where there was a black crack, hundreds of meters long, from time to time rocks fell from it, blowing out a weak air current. There is airflow, indicating that it can lead to other places, but this crack may collapse at any time, let alone passing through it, even if it is close, it is dangerous.

"This road can't go, is there any other way?" Luo Jie asked in a voice.

"Maybe, but it's hard to find. You have to make a detour." Zoltan opened the ancient books on his waist, re-planned the route, and returned to the cave behind. After a detour for a long time, he finally found a path, went deep underground, and entered. The fourth floor.

The fourth floor is also a living area, similar to the third floor.

The Moradin Temple that Zoltan wanted to find was on this floor. However, when a group of three people headed to the Temple, it was blocked by a huge collapse.

After studying in the collapsed cave for a long time, Zoltan turned his head and smiled bitterly: "This time we are in big trouble."

"What's the matter?" Renn asked.

"This collapse should have occurred on the second floor. The water from the Freigren River poured in and softened the second layer of soil. It happened on the most fragile structure of the fortress. One layer fell over one layer, causing a chain reaction. , I guess the lower floors also collapsed, and the entire fortress was divided into two, blocking all the way to the other side."

Zoltan pointed to the map in the book to explain.

The core area of ​​the underground fortresses of dwarves is generally the caves with the largest space, but these caves are also the most vulnerable places after being hollowed out.

If there are dwarves living in to prevent water ingress, then it is fine.

But after the dwarves evacuated, the fortress was unmaintained, and the collapse was almost inevitable.

After comparing the map, Ren found that the collapse had divided the fortress into two halves, just like a huge honeycomb was inserted obliquely with a wooden board. In the smaller half.

Whether it is the temple of Moradin or the main passage in the fortress, almost all are in the other half.

"Are we trapped?" Roger asked with a frown.

"It's possible." Zoltan frowned, tugging his red hair, and muttered: "This level can't be passed. We can only continue to the next level. Maybe there is another way."

"What if the lower floors also collapsed?" Renn was suspicious.

Both Zoltan and Roger were silent.

After a long time, Zoltan said: "We shouldn't be so unlucky, we will find the way first."

After several hours, Zoltan found a remote passage, and after passing through, reached the fifth floor. Unfortunately, the fifth floor was also blocked by countless mud boulders.

To make matters worse, the direction of the collapse is oblique, like a landslide. The further down, the more space is blocked. This makes the area of ​​the fifth floor smaller than the fourth and third floors, only Several cellars are intact.

Zoltan could only propose to continue down and try his luck on the sixth floor.

But after searching for a long time, I didn't find the passage to the next floor, and every road was blocked.

"This is really over!"

Outside a small temple, Zoltan didn't care about the dust, and sat on the steps with a gloomy face.

Roger's face is also very ugly.

Ren was still calm. He observed the temple in front. It was worshipped by the dwarf’s patron **** "Mahar". A majestic stone statue stood on the stone steps, more than ten meters high, and looked like a man in thick armor. The dwarf, with a battle axe in one hand and a war hammer in the other, assumed a position about to enter the battle.

For thousands of years, no one worshipped, many places of the statue were weathered and damaged, and Rennes did not sense the breath of divine power.

It is said that Mahal, the **** of dwarves, was hit hard by the evil **** of the abyss and fell asleep. He still hasn't gotten better yet, nor has he returned to the prayers of the dwarves.

However, Renn was not interested in the statue, but the temple.

Looking through the door of the temple, there is a faint magic wave inside, extremely subtle, if it is not for the blessing of the will of truth, it is difficult to find.

Ryan didn't rush in, and walked to sit down beside them.

Zoltan put down the metal box behind him, took out the dry food and distributed it to Ren and Roger. After walking in the fortress for almost a day, he was a little hungry.

In addition to dry food, the dwarf also prepared three cups.

He picked up the water collecting stick in his hand and chanted a spell. The water elements in the air gathered and condensed into clear water, which flowed down the slender sticks, and quickly filled the three cups with half a cup.

The water collection stick is an alchemy product, a must for adventurers.

While eating dry food and drinking water, Ren took a water collecting stick and observed it carefully, studying its rune principle, which was quite interesting.

Zoltan chewed on the food and saw Ren's appearance. He couldn't help asking: "Ren, you don't seem to worry about our going out?"

Ren returned the water stick to him, smiled, and took out the sound meter from his pocket.

"Use it to contact the outside world. It may take some twists and turns to get out, but we definitely won't die."

Zoltan saw the sound meter, he recognized what it was, but he was still a little puzzled: "What's the use of this? Rune Array can only come in, not go out. Do you want people outside to come in and die?"

Roger didn't want to understand either.

Rene was a little helpless, explaining: "In addition to the one-way teleportation array, there are also two-way. We can let people arrange the rune array outside first, and then come in and arrange the corresponding teleportation array, and then they can go out."

"Of course I know this."

Zoltan sighed: "Do you know what materials are needed to deploy a two-way teleportation array? How much do these materials cost? At least ten thousand gold shields! And this two-way magic array can only be deployed by wizards above the legendary level. If I can invite it The legendary wizard, plus ten thousand gold, is already ready."

Renn looked startled, but he was not stumped.

It shouldn't be a problem to ask Captain Pollock to find Viola through the voice watch. Ten thousand gold is a bit expensive, but there is always a way to get out.

He laughed and said, "My friend can invite a legendary wizard, and he can also raise ten thousand gold."

Zoltan's eyes lit up, and Roger was relieved.

The two were about to ask who Renn's friend was when suddenly there was a movement in the temple, like the sound of moving slates, and then a strange laugh came out.

In the laughter, there is a magic effect.

"Fear!"

Ren recognized that this spell was not a single fear spell, but a large-scale "group fear spell", but it was not like it, it should be an incidental ability of a certain creature.

Group fear is a five-level spell, which can only be released by casters above the legendary level.

If the opponent is a legendary spellcaster, Renn immediately turns around and runs.

He looked around, and neither Zoltan nor Roger were affected by the laughter. The dwarf drew out the soul spear, holding the double-edged battle axe in the other hand, and the Demon Hunter's long sword was already out of its sheath.

The three of them dispersed slightly, staring at the door of the temple.

A thin figure walked out of it, with a human appearance, wearing a tattered and wrinkled robe, with only a layer of skin attached to the skull on his face, the muscles withered, and the eyeballs in the eye sockets had long rotted away and turned into two balls. The crimson flame shined with evil light.

Two hand bones stick out from the sleeves of the robe, holding a staff in one hand, and a book in the other hand, the book is closed, and purple runes are painted on the cover.

This outfit, if it weren't without flesh and blood, seemed to be a powerful spellcaster.

"Lich!"

The three Rennes immediately recognized this famous undead creature.

Every lich is transformed by a wizard or other spellcaster. In order to survive in the world, they pray to the "Lord of the Dead", one of the four great evil gods of the abyss, perform a transformation ritual, and transform their bodies into Undead creatures sacrificed their souls and became believers of the evil **** of the abyss.

After becoming a lich, the caster does not need food, air and water, and theoretically can live forever.

Moreover, the Lich not only possesses all the spell-casting abilities in his lifetime, but also has the gift of the Lord of the Necromancers, and can master more necromancers.

Ren opened the eyes of the soul and took a cautious look.

This lich was not a legend, but it was infinitely close. He was already a ninth-level elemental envoy before he was alive. There were more than thirty secret elements in his soul. A gray-white fire of faith was entwined, revealing endless evil and death breath.

Ren didn't dare to look more, because this was the manifestation of the power of the Necromancer.

The lord of the dead, whose honorific name is "Jegris", is generally called "the **** of death", "the king of the dead", "the king in black", "the reaper", "the gravedigger", etc., the abyss that he holds The plane is usually called the underworld, and all topics about death cannot get around this terrifying ancient evil god.

Among the four evil gods of the abyss, the lord of the dead is the most frightening existence.

He is not as crazy and tyrannically as the Lord of Darkness, nor does he have the strange changes of the Lord of Chaos, nor the corruption of the Lord of Plague. He just wants to destroy all living things, harvest the souls of the living, and grasp the true meaning of death!

All the undead creatures in the world are created by the Lord of Necropolis.

The Lich is one of the masterpieces of the Necromancer~www.ltnovel.com~ The Lich walked out of the temple without an immediate attack. The flames in his eyes flashed a few times, and he "looked" at Renn and said: "Do you have a way to get out?"

Its voice is very ugly, as if it has been a long time since I spoke to anyone, and every word is very jerky.

Renn didn't answer, but looked at each other with the two companions. The words of the Lich revealed a lot of information.

Obviously, this lich was also trapped underground.

Unexpectedly, it came in through the rune array many years ago, and then found out that it could not get out. In order to survive, it transformed itself into a lich. The battle traces found in the crypt on the third floor should have been caused by this lich.

In addition, this lich wanted to go out, it was just whimsical.

"why do not you answer me?"

The Lich didn’t get a response. The flames in his eye sockets became fierce. It seemed to be emotionally fierce. He shouted in hatred, "Hey...It’s okay if you don’t want to say it. When I kill you and sacrifice your soul, you will naturally get what I want s things."

Before the words fell, its staff lifted up, and lightly touched the ground.

boom!

A fierce flame burst out, like an explosion, instantly turning the square in front of the temple into a sea of ​​fire.

At the same time, the lich's figure changed, becoming three identical witches.

Each lich is holding a staff and a rune book, and there is no difference. They face the three people of Ren in the sea of ​​fire, each choose a target, and cast spells at the same time.