Chapter 111

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

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

Roger's vertical pupils were also shrinking. The demon hunter's eyesight was extremely strong, far surpassing that of ordinary transcendents, but the distance was too far, and he could not see those things either.

Both of them had doubts on their faces.

Only then did Ren react, and whispered: "You come with me."

A group of people entered the crypt along the stone steps, which was also a living area for dwarves. The footsteps of the three broke the silence in the darkness.

Not long after arriving on that street, Roger and Zoltan finally saw what Ryan said.

A few extinguished torches were scattered on the ground, and some rucksacks were opened, and black masses fell out, all of which were rotten dry food. All around, there were broken long swords, shattered armor, and dried black blood all over the ground.

These things are obviously not dwarves, but alien humans.

Zoltan and Roger couldn't help but be amazed at Ren's vision, that they were able to see these inconspicuous things from such a far away place.

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

The demon hunter is an expert in this field, and quickly came to the result, saying:

"It should be the transcendent who came in when the rune circle was opened last time. There were five people in total. They encountered a battle, which ended in less than two minutes. Everyone was killed."

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

Both Zoltan and Rennes were taken aback.

The rune magic circle is opened every sixty years. I thought that very few people would come in, but now it seems that there are far more people who know the Ironbeard Fortress than expected.

"Where are their bodies?" Ren asked suddenly.

Roger pointed to a few invisible traces on the ground, his face became very solemn, and said: "The corpse was dragged away, and the weapons and equipment were also searched, but dry food was left behind. It is very likely that it is an undead creature. We want to Be careful."

Zoltan was taken aback, "You mean it's still inside the fortress and hasn't come out?"

Roger nodded.

Ren held the warhammer, his sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, and the voice of all things was fully activated, but no abnormal movement was found.

All three raised their vigilance and moved on.

Not long after, Zoltan found half a stone map in a room in the living area, finally recognized his location, and determined the route to the next level of the temple.

Walking through the caves one after another, they walked through the passages dug out one after another.

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

Zoltan stopped in the middle of his words, staring blankly ahead.

Ryan and Roger also stopped.

Not far ahead, the dome above the head collapsed, as if a terrible earthquake had occurred. Countless boulders and soil buried most of the cave, and there was no way out.

Ren looked up at the edge of the collapse, where there was a dark crack, hundreds of meters long, from which stones fell from time to time, blowing out weak air currents. There is air flow, which means it can lead to other places, but this crack may collapse at any time, let alone passing through it, even getting close is very dangerous.

"This road is impassable, is there another way?" Luo Jie asked loudly.

"Maybe there is, but it's hard to find. You have to take a detour." Zoltan opened the ancient book on his waist, re-planned the route, and retreated to the crypt behind. After a long detour, he finally found a small path, went deep underground, and entered the fourth floor.

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

The Moradin Temple that Zoltan wanted to find was on this floor. However, when the three of them were on their way to the temple, they were blocked by a huge collapse.

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

"What's wrong?" Ren asked.

"This collapse should have occurred on the second floor. The water from the Felegren River poured in and softened the soil on the second floor. It just happened on the weakest structure of the fortress. One layer overwhelmed the other, causing a chain reaction. , I guess the next few floors also collapsed, and the whole fortress was split into two, blocking all the roads to the other side."

Zoltan pointed to the map in the book and explained.

In the underground fortress of the dwarves, the core area is generally the largest crypt, but after these crypts are hollowed out, they are also the most vulnerable places.

If it's populated by dwarves and protected from water, it's fine.

But after the dwarves withdrew, no one maintained the fortress, and its collapse was almost inevitable.

After comparing the map, Ren found that the collapse had divided the fortress into two halves, like a huge beehive inserted obliquely with wooden boards, half of which accounted for two-thirds, and the other half only one-third. In the smaller half.

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

"Are we trapped?" Roger asked, frowning.

"It's possible." Zoltan frowned, tugging at his red hair, and said in a muffled voice, "We can't get through this floor, we can only go to the next floor, maybe there is another way."

"What if the lower floors also collapsed?" Ren was skeptical.

Both Zoltan and Roger were silent.

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

After a few hours, Zoltan found a remote passage, passed through it, and reached the fifth floor. Unfortunately, the fifth floor was also blocked by countless mud boulders.

To make matters worse, the direction of the collapse was oblique, like a landslide, the more it went down, the more space was blocked, which made the area of ​​the fifth floor smaller than that of the fourth and third floors. Several cellars are intact.

Zoltan could only suggest to continue down and go to the sixth floor to try his luck.

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

"It's really over now!"

Outside a small-scale temple, Zoltan ignored the dust and sat heavily on the steps with a depressed face.

Roger's face was also very ugly.

Ren was relatively calm. He observed the temple in front of him, which enshrined the patron saint of the dwarves, "Mahal". A majestic stone statue stood on the stone steps, more than ten meters high, and the image was a man in thick armor. The dwarf, with a battle ax in one hand and a hammer in the other, poses as if he is about to go into battle.

No one has worshiped for thousands of years, the statues have been weathered and damaged in many places, and Ren has not sensed the breath of divine power.

It is said that Mahal, the god of dwarves, was severely injured by the evil god of the abyss and fell into a deep sleep. He has not recovered and has not answered the prayers of the dwarves.

However, what Ryan was interested in was not the statue, but the temple.

Looking through the gate of the temple, there is a faint wave of magic inside, extremely subtle, if it is not blessed by the will of truth, it is difficult to detect.

Ren didn't go in rashly, and walked up to the two of them and sat down.

Zoltan put down the metal box behind him, took out 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 dwarves also prepared three cups.

He picked up the water collecting stick in his hand and chanted the incantation. The water elements in the air gathered and condensed into clear water, which flowed down the slender stick, and soon filled the three cups to a small half.

The water collecting rod is an alchemy product and a must for adventurers.

While eating dry food and drinking water, Ren took the water collecting stick to observe carefully, studying its rune principle, and was quite interested.

Zoltan was chewing his food, and seeing Ren's appearance, he couldn't help asking, "Ren, you don't seem to be worried about whether we can get out?"

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

"Use it to communicate with the outside world. It may take some twists and turns to get out, but we will definitely not die."

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

Roger didn't understand either.

Ren was a little helpless, and explained: "In addition to the one-way teleportation array, there are also two-way ones. We can have people arrange the rune array outside, and then come in and arrange the corresponding teleportation array, and then we can go out."

"Of course I know that."

Zoltan sighed: "Do you know what materials are needed to set up a two-way teleportation array? How much do these materials cost? At least 10,000 gold shields! And this kind of two-way magic circle can only be set up by wizards above legend. If I can get it The legendary wizard, plus 10,000 gold, has already been prepared."

Ren looked startled, but he was not stumped.

It shouldn't be a problem to ask Captain Pollock to find Viola through the sound transmission meter. 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 even ten thousand gold can be raised."

Zoltan's eyes lit up when he heard that, and Roger also breathed a sigh of relief.

The two were about to ask who Ren's friend was, when there was a sudden movement in the temple, like the sound of stone slabs moving, and then a strange laughter came out.

There is a magical effect in the laughter.

"Fear!"

Ren recognized that this spell was not a single fear spell, but a large-scale "group fear spell", but it didn't look like it, it should be an additional ability of some kind of creature.

The group fear technique is a five-ring spell, and only spellcasters above legendary can release it.

If the opponent was a legendary spellcaster, Ren would turn around and run away immediately.

He looked left and right, and neither Zoltan nor Roger was affected by the laughter. The dwarf drew out his soul gun, and held the double-edged battle ax in the other hand, and the witcher's long sword had already been unsheathed.

The three of them spread out slightly, staring at the gate of the temple.

A thin figure walked out of it. It looked like a human being, wearing a tattered and wrinkled robe, with only a layer of skin left on the skull, the muscles were withered, and the eyeballs in the eye sockets had long since rotted away, turning into two balls A crimson flame that shone with an evil light.

Two hand bones protruded from the sleeves of the robe, holding a staff in one hand, and holding a book in the other hand. The book was closed, and purple runes were drawn on the cover.

This outfit, if it is not without flesh and blood, seems to be a powerful spellcaster.

"Lich!"

The three of Renn immediately recognized this famous undead creature.

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

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

Moreover, the lich not only has all the spellcasting abilities in life, but also has been bestowed by the Lord of the Necromancers, allowing him to master more necromantic spells.

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

This lich is not a legend, but it is infinitely close. He was already a ninth-level elementalist before he was alive. There are more than 30 secret magic elements in his soul, and a gray-white flame of faith is entwined, revealing endless evil and death.

Ren didn't dare to look at it too much, because this was the manifestation of the divine power of the Lord of the Dead.

The lord of the dead, whose honorable name is "Yegris", is generally called "Death", "Master of the Undead", "King in Black", "Reaper", "Gravedigger", etc., the abyss he controls The plane is usually called the underworld by people, and all topics about death cannot avoid 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 tyrannical as the Lord of Darkness, nor does he have the weird changes of the Lord of Chaos, nor the corruption and filth 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 were created by the Lord of the Dead.

The Lich is one of the masterpieces of the Lord of the Dead.

The lich walked out of the temple and did not attack immediately. The flames in his eyes flickered a few times, "looked" at Ren, and said, "Do you have a way to get out?"

Its voice is very unpleasant, as if it has not spoken to anyone for a long time, and every word is very jerky.

Ren didn't answer, but exchanged glances with his two companions. The Lich's words revealed a lot of information.

Apparently, this lich was also trapped underground.

As expected, it came in through the rune circle many years ago, and then found that it couldn't get out. In order to survive, it transformed itself into a lich. The battle traces found in the cave on the third floor before should have been done by this lich.

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

"why do not you answer me?"

The Lich didn't get a response, the flames in his eye sockets became blazing, and he seemed to be emotionally intense, and he shouted in hatred: "Hey...it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, after I kill you and sacrifice your soul, you will naturally get what I want. s things."

Before the words were finished, it raised its magic staff and lightly slapped it on the ground.

boom!

A violent flame erupted like an explosion, instantly turning the entire square in front of the temple into a sea of ​​flames.

At the same time, the figure of the Lich changed and turned into three identical Liches.

Each lich is holding a staff and a rune book, and they can't see any difference. They face the three Rennes in the sea of ​​flames, each select a target, and cast spells at the same time.