Chapter 118

Ren stood on the anvil platform, motionless.

He looked down at Thor's Hammer at his feet, feeling regretful in his heart. Sure enough, legendary weapons were not so easy to obtain.

Zoltan hurried over and asked with concern, "Ren, are you okay?"

At this moment, Ren looked a little embarrassed. Only the dragon skin girdle was left at his waist. His upper body clothes were burned to ashes, and his bottom pants were still barely there. The exposed skin was dripping with blood, not an inch was intact. The neck was stained red and was congealing into a blood scab.

It looked as if it had just been fished out of a pool of blood. If it were someone else, it might have died suddenly on the spot.

Ren, on the other hand, looked calm, as if he didn't care.

It's just scary to look at, it's all skin trauma, and it will recover soon after the battery is drained.

He shook his head and replied, "I'm fine, just rest for a while."

Zoltan and Roger breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words, and then looked at Ren's physical fitness with admiration. The lightning released by Thor's Hammer is no less powerful than the fourth-ring magic lightning storm. It's unbelievable that Ren can carry it for so long.

"You look so scary, wipe off the blood quickly." Zoltan took out a towel from the box, wet it with a water collecting stick, and handed it to Ren.

"Thanks."

Ren took the wet towel and wiped off the blood on his body.

His eyes returned to the God of War, and he said unwillingly: "Without the Thunderbolt form, is it really impossible to get it?"

"I'm afraid it's impossible, you should know better than us." Zoltan is also very regretful.

He knew that he had no hope of picking up Thor's Hammer, and he had already given up in his heart, but Ren had a great opportunity and was happy to see it come true.

Ren let out a long breath.

Zoltan was right, in fact he knew exactly what to do.

He has a sense of metal touch and is very sensitive to the structural properties of metal. When he picked up the warhammer just now, he sensed the situation inside the warhammer.

Deep in the center of the hammer head, there is a hollow about the size of a pigeon egg.

Inlaid in this cavity is something like a gemstone, which is wrapped in void meteorite steel, perfectly integrated, and connected outwards through runes.

The lightning energy released by the war hammer all comes from this gem.

Because he couldn't see the gemstone, Ren didn't know its origin, but it must be extraordinary and rare, and it must be extremely rare and precious.

And the core key to obtaining this war hammer is this gem.

After unlocking the space lock with a spell, it must be able to withstand the lightning released by the gemstone. At the same time, it must also stimulate the power of thunder and lightning, inject energy into the gemstone through the warhammer, form a current cycle, and then leave its own soul imprint.

Ren can take damage from lightning, but lacks the power of lightning.

However, if you want to have the power of thunder and lightning, the only way is to integrate the elements of thunder and lightning affinity, and the requirement of Thor's Hammer must be a super high affinity, that is, the thunder and lightning form.

Ren felt helpless, but he had already expected it.

The previous two masters of Warhammer, Emperor Alpha and "Usurper" Varden, were both legendary powerhouses with the power of lightning.

Obviously, they all first fused the elements of the Thunderbolt form, and then got the Warhammer.

In other words, both of these two have entered Ironbeard Fortress more than once.

The teleportation array in Ironbeard Fortress is only activated every 60 years. It is impossible for them to come in again every 60 years. There must be other exits.

After Ren figured this out, he didn't feel too entangled in his heart.

"Legendary warhammers are hard to come by. Since I have encountered them, I must take them down."

"Be sure to find that exit."

"After going out of the fortress, first perform the soul transformation ceremony, upgrade to the fourth-level wizard, and then look for the elements of thunder and lightning, or fuse the devil soul with the affinity of thunder and lightning. Even if it takes a lot of time and energy, we must try our best to get it. In short Don't miss Thor's Hammer!"

Ren secretly made up his mind.

At this time, Roger looked at the rune formation under his feet, and suddenly said: "Since you can raise the war hammer, we will destroy this magic circle. You take the war hammer away and think of a way after you go out, otherwise you want to do it again next time." It's hard to get in."

Zoltan's eyes lit up, "This method seems to be feasible?"

"it's useless."

Ren shook his head, patted the huge anvil platform with his hands, and explained: "The rune circle on the ground is just a coordinate. This is the place where it was born. The anvil platform is integrated into a small piece of void meteorite steel. Attract Warhammer to travel through the space and return to this treasure house."

"The war hammer is locked to the surrounding space, making it impossible to lift it up and release lightning to attack the holder. This is the rune effect of the war hammer itself, and has nothing to do with the magic circle."

"Also, this magic circle is too big to be destroyed."

The Ironbeard clan must have considered this issue at the beginning, and engraved the entire magic circle on a huge stone with a diameter of nearly 100 meters. The alchemy materials used are also very strong, and it seems to have a self-repairing function, so the magic circle can run for thousands of years. It is still intact.

Roger touched his chin, shrugged and said, "Then there is no other way, what a pity..."

Ren also sighed.

There was a legendary weapon in front of him, the extremely famous legendary warhammer, which was perfect for him, but he couldn't own it right away. If it wasn't uncomfortable, it would be a lie.

This feeling is like having a super naked beauty lying in front of her, posing in all kinds of sultry poses, able to mount a horse with a gun, but lacks the most critical tool for committing a crime. People suffocate.

Zoltan touched the warhammer, and kept moaning.

The three rested on the spot, drinking water and eating.

Somehow, the door of the treasure house was opened, but no night goblins came in, and the cave outside was very quiet, as if all the night goblins had disappeared.

A few hours later, Ren's physical strength recovered, and the wound caused by the lightning was almost healed.

Without much nostalgia, he got up and said, "Let's go."

Both Zoltan and Roger nodded silently.

Passing through the passage and coming to the door of the treasure house, Roger took the lead to go out through the crack of the door. Zoltan looked at Thor's Hammer reluctantly, and then followed out.

Ren was the last one. Before going out, he took a deep look at the warhammer on the anvil platform.

"I will definitely be back."

Outside the treasure house, not a single night goblin was seen.

Ren's voice of all things did not hear the voices of the night goblins. I don't know where they went. The entire eighth floor seemed to be empty.

"What's the situation?" All three of them were at a loss.

In fact, the number of night goblins besieging them has been decreasing before reaching the crypt where the throne is placed, as if they were attracted by other things, allowing them to pass through the eighth floor.

Ren looked back at the gate of the treasure house and said, "Let's close the door."

If you don't close the door properly, when the night goblins come back and run into the treasure house, although they will definitely not be able to pick up Thor's hammer, but because of the night goblin's unhygienic habits, the whole body will smell bad, maybe when the night goblins come back next time, the treasure house will be gone. Turned into a cesspit.

Thinking of this, Ren secretly rejoiced.

The power of the night goblins is weak, and there is not enough space outside the stone door. Even if dozens of night goblins work together, they cannot push the door open, so Thor's Hammer has not been ruined.

The tall stone doors are indented and function as door handles.

Ren blesses the three of them with the dragon power technique, and with all his strength, it took more than ten minutes to pull the stone door out little by little and close it again.

Leave the Throne Vault and continue walking according to the crude map.

I went through several burrows along the way, all of which were the residences of night goblins, but most of the night goblins disappeared, only a few stayed behind. When they saw the three of them, they surrounded them in a panic and were easily killed.

Ren was a little confused about the situation.

Obviously, there were countless night goblins on the eighth floor, at least 70,000 to 80,000, and they besieged one after another, but now they don't know where they went.

Compared with rushing in all the way, it became so easy, Renn was not used to it.

No night goblins to attack, means no soul charge.

Zoltan walked and said: "Looking at the situation, the night goblins should have encountered a stronger enemy, so the whole tribe has been dispatched."

"A stronger enemy? Is there anyone else in the fortress?" Ren's eyelids twitched.

"I'm just guessing." Zoltan couldn't be sure, "Most night goblins have no brains and can't think. Apart from eating and sleeping, they just fight. Compared with besieging the enemy, they actually prefer to kill each other. Different tribes, grabbing mushrooms and territory, fighting endlessly, can just consume too much population."

"Night goblins can live longer than mice, and they can grow to adulthood in three years. If they didn't kill each other, they would have drowned the entire Arranus long ago based on their numbers."

"There are several night goblin tribes in this fortress, each occupying several territories."

"I guess, because we broke into the fortress, alarmed these night goblins to cause a commotion, and ran too fast, they couldn't catch up, and since they lost their enemies, they started attacking the hostile tribes."

Ren was speechless, isn't this race too weird?

Soon after, the three arrived at a fork in the road.

This is the traffic center of the fortress. There are two broad stone steps, one goes up to the sixth floor; the other goes down to the deeper ninth floor.

Zoltan said without hesitation, "Up."

His purpose of entering the fortress was to find the lost rune knowledge, which might be kept in the temple of Moradin on the fourth floor, and he could only go up.

Ren hesitated for a moment.

He heard the sound of water flowing up from the ninth floor, it was very subtle, and he was immediately surprised. Could it be that there is really an underground river under the tenth floor?

If there is water flowing, it is very likely to lead to the outside of the fortress, and the exit may be hidden.

"Ren, what's the matter?" Roger noticed his hesitation and asked.

Ren shook his head slightly, and decided not to talk about the underground river, but to go up to see the situation of Moradin Temple first, maybe there is a better way out.

Go up the stone steps to the seventh floor.

After walking for a while, night goblins gradually appeared, but the number was still small, so Ren quickly cleaned them up.

In the voice of all things, there was a noisy sound from a distance ahead, and countless night goblins were screaming, more night goblins than any one encountered before.

Ren's face changed slightly, and he took the lead into a huge cave.

When the three of them came out of a passage, they were all shocked when they saw the situation in the crypt.

This crypt is located in the core area of ​​the seventh floor. It has an irregular oval shape and a dome height of more than 30 meters. It was originally a forge for dwarves. There are a large number of stone buildings in a row, and the streets are vertical and horizontal, like a small city. .

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of night goblins are fighting, and the entire crypt is a battlefield.

The killing sound shook the sky, and the blood flowed like a river!

Night goblins, crawgs, shamans, leaders, archers, and a few tribal chiefs, all of them were red-eyed. They had already attacked anything that could move in front of them, regardless of whether they were friends or foes.

Ren watched this scene, dumbfounded.

Corpses littered the crypt, and countless night goblins were killed every second. Souls flew out of the corpses and dissipated in the air.

"It's all soul power!"

Ren sighed in his heart, his heart ached, and he wished he could rush to the middle of the battlefield and absorb all these souls.

How many batteries can be charged with so many souls?

It is not necessary to absorb all of them, only one tenth of them is enough to upgrade the strength and the body of steel by several levels.

Zoltan didn't know what Ren was thinking. He watched the battle for a while and said, "Let's take a detour to avoid this battlefield."

"Can't you just go through it?" Ren proposed.

"We rashly appeared on the battlefield, and we are likely to be besieged by all the night goblins. Although it can save a lot of time, it is too dangerous." Zoltan shook his head and denied.

Ren thought to himself that what he wanted was to be besieged.

It's best that all the night goblins can stop, stop killing each other, and come at me!

However, this was just a thought, and it was impossible for him to say it, which aroused the suspicion of the two of them.

Bypassing the battlefield by another way, the three of them quickly found the passage to the sixth floor. The sixth floor is a cave for growing mushrooms. There used to be a large number of night goblins patrolling, but now it is empty. It didn't take long for the three of them to enter the fifth floor.

All the way went smoothly, but Ren felt like crying in his heart.

Almost all the night goblins participated in the war. When the battle was over, none of the night goblins survived, and the population dropped sharply. It would take at least several decades to reproduce before returning to its peak.

He originally thought about it, and entered the fortress to harvest souls when he had the opportunity.

A good place to spawn monsters and upgrade, but it's gone...

The three of Renn searched for a long time on the fifth floor, and finally found that the upward passage had collapsed, but there was a cliff over 100 meters high at the place where the collapse occurred. The cliff was almost perpendicular to the ground. layer.

Standing at the bottom of the cliff and looking up, Ren felt fine, and the difficulty of climbing was not too great.

Roger next to him had a hesitant expression on his face.

"Do you have to climb up from here?"

"Of course." Zoltan took out a set of climbing picks and ropes, and began to climb the cliff face. It took only a few minutes to reach the top, and he dropped his tools from above.

Ren learned a lot and quickly climbed up.

Roger dawdled for a long time, and finally climbed up to the top of the cliff along the rope. Ryan found that his face was a little pale, as if he had been frightened, and he didn't even want to look back at the bottom of the cliff.

"A legendary demon hunter who is afraid of heights, haha..." Ren secretly complained.

The fourth floor of the fortress is the living area of ​​dwarves. Because of the existence of the cliff, most night goblins cannot climb up, so there is no trace of night goblins living here.

Everywhere it went was pitch black, like an ancient tomb that had been silent for thousands of years.

After spending two hours, Zoltan finally found the crypt where the Temple of Moradin was located according to the map in the ancient book. It was also the ruling center of the Ironbeard clan, the largest underground space in the entire fortress, and the area where the members of the royal family lived. Make the throne room.

However, as soon as he entered the throne room, Ren noticed something unusual.

There is a light in the darkness ahead!