Chapter 115

Both Roger and Zoltan looked over.

In fact, they also discovered that Ren didn't seem to be tired at all, but they all thought it was the effect of the man of steel with strong physical strength, so they didn't think much about it.

"Let's go as fast as possible and don't stay where we are."

Halfway through Ren's speech, he heard the sound of a large number of night goblins approaching, and said quickly, "I'll be the main attacker in the rest of the battle. You save your energy, and you don't have to take action when it's not necessary."

"Master Roger, lend me your steel sword."

Ren is good at using a warhammer, but it is more efficient than killing an enemy with a long sword, and his speed can also be faster.

Without hesitation, Roger immediately handed over the steel sword "Wolf's Fang".

As soon as he took over the top-quality enchanted long sword, hundreds of night goblins appeared, led by a dozen bosses riding crawgs, and rushed over aggressively.

"Follow me."

Ren said a word, put the war hammer into the dragon leather belt, and turned to face the enemy.

In front of him was a narrow tunnel, less than two meters wide, but more than twenty meters long. Ren stood at one end of the tunnel and waited, not in a hurry to make a move.

Soon, the entire tunnel was filled with hordes of night goblins, like a can of sardines.

Messy screams filled my ears.

Ren's shoulders sank slightly, and when the foremost night goblin rushed in front of him and was about to come out of the tunnel, he launched a charge.

call!

The tall figure was like a steam train, speeding into the tunnel, crushed by ruthless force, and there was a series of jaw-dropping sounds of bones breaking, mixed with the screams of the night goblins.

With one charge, Ren passed through the tunnel, leaving dozens of corpses of night goblins behind.

Roger and Zoltan at the back looked at each other, surprised at Ren's efficient way of killing the enemy, but also a little puzzled.

Charge is very exhausting, how long can Renn last?

When they came out of the tunnel, they saw corpses everywhere.

Most of the night goblins were directly killed, and some were split in half, and the wounds were scorched black as if they had been burned by flames.

Dozens of night goblins remained alive, scattered here and there, shooting long arrows from their rusted iron bows.

Ren let the long arrow hit him and was bounced away.

The enchantment of the steel sword Wolf's Fang was activated by him, absorbing the soul power, and the blade seemed to be burning red. Every time the sword was swung, it brought a large piece of flames, splitting out a long arc-shaped sword light, and shattering the surrounding night. Goblin beheaded.

Whether it was an ordinary night goblin or the leader riding a crawg, they were all cut in half with one sword.

Ren's figure charged back and forth, and the red sword light shone everywhere. In less than ten seconds, not a single night goblin was standing still.

Both Roger and Zoltan stared dumbfounded.

Ren killed all the night goblins, and walked forward after identifying the direction, but found that the two did not follow.

He looked back and saw the expressions of the two, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"

"You can always surprise us." Roger ran after him and reminded softly, "However, no matter how good your physical strength is, you can't waste it like this, otherwise we won't be able to go far."

Zoltan also nodded.

Ren smiled without explaining.

He killed so many night goblins in one go, absorbing souls to get nearly ten bars of power, but consuming less than five bars, and the power went up every time he went in and out.

Not long after they walked, another group of night goblins surrounded them.

Among this group of night goblins was a strange guy, not wearing leather armor, but a cloth robe, much older than other night goblins, holding a curved wooden staff, and actually possessed the ability to cast spells.

Zoltan yelled, "Be careful, this is the night goblin shaman."

Shamans are also spellcasters, who can communicate with the power of nature to cast spells. Except for humans, most intelligent races will have shamans.

Night goblins, a low-intelligence race, and shamans are even rarer.

A few craw riders guarded the night goblin shaman, apparently of high status in the tribe.

Ren observed with the eyes of the soul. This shaman only knows three spells, which are bloodthirsty, healing, and lightning bolt, and none of them are higher than the second ring.

It raised the stick and released the bloodthirsty technique, and the night goblins around screamed, their muscles swelled, their eyes were bloodshot, and they became even more fearless, shouting and rushing over.

Ren shook his head, raised his sword and charged.

In less than half a minute, the battle was over, and the night goblin shaman didn't play any role, and he couldn't escape being killed by a sword.

On the shaman, Ren found a crude map.

From the map, half of the sixth floor has also collapsed, and a small part of the seventh floor has also collapsed. On the eighth floor, there is a road that can bypass the blocked crypt and rise from the other side to above the fifth floor. You can reach the top first floor!

This made the three overjoyed.

Ren quickly memorized the map and moved on.

Groups of night goblins came to die. Each battle could only increase the battery by a few bars, and the progress bar of the fourth-level power slowly advanced.

At first, Roger thought that Ryan would not last long, but later on, he found that Ryan seemed to be getting more and more energetic, without any signs of fatigue.

"This monster."

Roger muttered to himself that he was numb.

Along the way, he and Zoltan rarely had a chance to make a move, and Renn solved it alone.

Renn didn't lose his way during the battle. He didn't know how many night goblins he had killed. When he came out of a downward passage, his eyes suddenly became clear, and finally it was no longer a cave.

Zoltan followed.

He saw a large piece of magnificent buildings, and said in surprise: "We have reached the seventh floor!"

Ren looked at the dim light in the distance. There were countless night goblins in these buildings. At a glance, there were at least a few thousand of them, and they were all swarming towards his location. The entire crypt was in chaos, everywhere It was the cry of night goblins.

Even he, seeing so many enemies, couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

When will this kill?

And this is only the number in one crypt, there are more in other crypts, tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands!

Ren thought about it for a while, and decisively gave up the idea of ​​killing all the night goblins to recharge himself. He turned around and said, "Let's just rush over and not get entangled with them."

Both Roger and Zoltan nodded solemnly.

They have already arrived here, and they can't help but look back. If Ren falls, the chances of the two of them breaking out of the encirclement are very low, and they are almost certain to die.

Ren took a deep breath and started charging.

The three of them passed through the burrows at the fastest speed, and they finally saw the number of night goblins. Everywhere they went, there were night goblins everywhere, and the entire fortress was no less than a medium-sized city.

Half a day later, Ren took the lead and successfully entered the eighth floor.

This layer is where the Ironbeard clan used to store relics. There are also a large number of mines. The terrain is more complicated. The number of night goblins has declined, but their strength is increasing. There are more and more crawg riders. Full also appears frequently.

According to the records on the map, the eighth floor is the core area of ​​several night goblin tribes.

Ren remembered that several roads on the eighth floor intersected at one point, and there was a sign like a throne drawn on the map, which was the only way to go.

After killing wildly for an unknown amount of time, the pressure around him suddenly eased, and no night goblins surrounded him again.

Ren looked up and found that he had entered a strange cave.

The crypt is nearly 100 meters high, and the interior space is cylindrical, with a diameter of less than 50 meters. The ground is paved with complete boulders, and there is an exit on each side. There are countless murals carved on the rock walls, which are very delicate. A large number of dwarven texts describe the mythical heroes in the history of dwarves.

Zoltan glanced over and said, "This is the treasure house of the fortress."

"However, it seems that the night goblins regard it as the throne of the tribal chief."

Ren looked over. On one side of the crypt, there was a stone seat, crudely made, like the work of a five-year-old child. It was just a stone with grooves punched out, and it was used as a throne. The surrounding environment is out of place.

At this moment, there is only the throne here, but not the chief of the night goblins.

Behind the throne, there is a thick stone gate more than ten meters high, with countless dwarf runes engraved on the gate, and a tall dwarf statue on each side.

Ren looked at Shimen and asked, "Behind the door is the treasure house?"

"Yes." Zoltan nodded and replied, "Do you want to go in and take a look? The night goblins regard this place as a throne, and there may be treasures left by the dwarves behind the door."

Before Renn could answer, Roger said, "It's all here, of course we have to go in."

He hasn't gained much from this trip, at least he can't return empty-handed.

Ren was a little hesitant, "Could this be a trap for the night goblin?" As soon as the words came out, he laughed at himself. With the intelligence of the night goblin, if he knew how to set up traps, he wouldn't be able to rush up without fear of death at all. Died.

After killing for so long, he has figured out the details of this race. It doesn't look like an intelligent race at all, its logic is chaotic, and it acts entirely on instinct.

Zoltan looked carefully at the stone gate.

"These runes are incomplete, and many of them have been destroyed. The rune secret lock has no effect, and you can enter without spells. Let's just push the door."

He stepped forward and pushed hard, but Shimen remained motionless.

"come together!"

Ren released the dragon power technique three times in a row to bless everyone. The three of them exerted their strength at the same time, and the heavy stone door made a muffled sound, slowly opening a gap inward.

"This door is too heavy!"

Zoltan's face was blushing, and Roger was not much better. Demon hunters are not good at strength. Even if they are legendary, and they are blessed with Dragon Power, their strength will not exceed level three.

The main force pushing the door was Ren.

This way, the progress bar of the fourth-level strength has exceeded 90%, and it is about to reach the fifth level.

Finally, the stone door was pushed open enough for a person to pass through.

There was a faint light coming from behind the door, and there was silence.

After confirming that there was no danger, Ren passed through the crack of the door and was the first to enter the treasure house.

The first thing that catches the eye is a long and wide passage, nearly 100 meters long. At the end of the passage is a huge space. There are no imaginary treasures or traps. The most striking thing is that there is a circle drawn on the ground. Rune array.

There is a forging platform in the middle of the magic circle, and on the platform, a war hammer is placed obliquely.

Ren was stunned when he saw the warhammer.

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