Corridor took them deeper and deeper. Some are inclined downward. Others took them to the steep stairwell. There are traces of war everywhere. There are corpses everywhere. An evil atmosphere enveloped everything. It was as if something terrifying was lurking somewhere deep.

Baien tried his best to restrain his fears, and he began to be convinced that at the next turn or under a flight of stairs, they must encounter something evil, supernatural, and terrible.

Grey Rogan took them and finally stopped in a long hall lined with huge statues. There were corpses everywhere, but none of them were dwarves. They are both horned beasts and warriors of evil spirits. Two corpses pierced each other's ribs with swords. They killed each other and died at the same time.

Grey Rogan looked at them thoughtfully. "There was a **** battle between these two dirty guys."

"Maybe they have fallen over on the issue of distributing loot."

"So where are the treasures, Baien?" Warwick asked.

"Take away by the winner?" Bai En replied. He crouched down and looked at the body carefully, noting that their badges were different. "Maybe they follow different forces or hostile warlords. Maybe there is a quarrel between the winners."

"Maybe," said Gray Logan.

"Why is it so quiet here?" Bai En asked, looking away from the body and raising his head. "There is an entire army outside, but when we came in we saw no one and found no evidence we wanted."

Grey Logan smiled. "This is an ancient dwarf fortress, human. It extends several miles underground. There are hundreds of floors. The total length of corridors and halls is at least several thousand miles. In a small corner of this city, you may miss An army as large as the army outside. "

"So, how can we find possible survivors here?"

"If there are still dwarves living here, they will be somewhere, and we are heading towards there," Warwick said.

Said, they went on to the darkness.

In more places, the battle apparently did not take place between dwarves and evil admirers, but between followers of dark forces. Only occasionally did they find signs that the dwarves had participated in the war. From the corpses they found, it became more and more obvious that there was a war between evil forces.

Here, they found some signs that the warriors of Srevis had fought against the mad warriors of Kohuoen. There, they found some evidence that Sasorion ’s admirers had fought against the demon servants that Nuger wreaked havoc. In a hall, they met a place where all the followers of the mighty dark **** killed each other.

Bai En felt depressed. It is a frustrating thing to stroll through this endless corridor full of war wounds, looking for the remnants of the previous war. He thought of the huge army stationed outside. Who do they represent? What are they waiting for? This seems pointless. He shrugged.

But after all, why was he surprised? When he weighed them with reason, the followers of these dark gods were not reasonable. Maybe they are fighting for the unknowable entertainment of their dark god. Maybe they were fighting to make him feel the evil and horrible things here. Perhaps they were only allowed to do this because of a temporary interest. He didn't know if other people felt this uneasy. He had no courage to ask them.

As they walked through the corridors with echoes and the rooms with high ceilings one after another, it was clear that Guerrerogan was right. There are of course enough places here to accommodate a dozen or so armies, even if they are as large as those gathered outside.

Bai En wondered what it would be like to live here during the heyday of such an underground city. But Bai En also knew that even before the followers of these evil gods arrived, it was almost empty, because he knew that the dwarf was a dying race, and it had been so for thousands of years. This has been the case since the destruction of the dwarf empire in the Third Age.

However, there must be days in these streets where dwarves trade, laugh, cry, fall in love, live, and handle daily affairs. Now it is like a tomb, with corpses of intruders everywhere, it seems to be a blasphemy.

Grey Rogan stopped suddenly, then knelt down beside the goat-headed body beside him. It's not like other places they saw before-it's still warm! The flesh is still sticking to the bones. The warm black blood formed a pool under it. There were other horned beasts lying nearby, and they were all dead.

Bai En crouched down to see what happened. This horned beast was not beautiful during his lifetime, nor did death make it more beautiful. It has a goat's head and a human body. The end of its furry leg is a hoof. It bears the mark of Korhoun on its forehead. Its strange watery eyes were dull after death.

They stared blankly at the high ceiling above them. A crossbow stick protrudes from its chest; the other sticks out from its belly. One of its hands was still holding the crossbow that shot it to death. The shape of this hand is beautiful, not so much a monster as a monk's hand. Bai En felt how uncoordinated this hand was, looking at the look of the unicorn. This horned animal exudes the smell of wet fur, and the smell of feces and urine excreted after death.

In fact, this is normal. After death, the muscles are not controlled, and the accumulation of stomach, bladder and abdomen will be ejected from the part where the muscles relax completely.

"His body is very soft, not hardened, and no plaques have appeared. Even the temperature is retained. The blood has not completely coagulated." Bai En said. "Not more than ten minutes dead, maybe only a few minutes."

Grey Rogan pulled a crossbow arrow. Pull it out and make a terrible sucking sound, a thin black blood oozes from its original place. Guerrerogan turned the arrow back and forth in his hand and studied it carefully with his eyes. Bai En could not see what fascinated him so much. It looks well-made, but it is almost no different from other crossbows he has seen.

"This is a dwarf weapon," Grerogan said finally, and there was even a sense of victory in his voice.

"How do you know?" Bai En asked.

"Look at this craft, humans. Humans have never had such a perfect time to combine arrows and shafts, nor have they ever so perfectly filled with feather tails." Gray Rogan noticed white Eun pouted, adding, unapproved. "Also, there are dwarf runes at the top."

"You mean these horned beasts were killed by the dwarves?"

Grey Logan shrugged and looked away. "Perhaps."

"Maybe the horned warrior found an armory," Warwick said tentatively. He obviously didn't want to refute Grey Logan, and Bane could see that he hoped he was wrong. He hopes there are dwarves here, and they are still fighting.

"When have you ever seen a horned beast holding a crossbow?" Guerrero asked.

"It may be a warrior of evil spirits."

"A fully armed soldier like that, are you sure?"

This is a fair question. In all his contacts with the followers of the dark forces, Brian has never met anyone who used such a complicated weapon. Of course, this does not mean that there can be no first time. He decided to hide this idea in his heart. On the contrary, he asked: "So how can we find these dwarves?" The newest mobile terminal of the new 81 Chinese website update: https: /

"Maybe Snowry should ask those horned beasts." Snowry suggested behind them.

Bern heard Snore's words and his heart beat faster. He turned around and looked in the direction of the dwarf holding the hammer. Sure enough, there were a group of at least twenty horned beasts. For a while, they looked as surprised as Bai En, but then they recovered from the shock and raised their spears to attack.

"Or maybe we should kill them." Gray Logan said, lowering his head and rushing past.

"No! Don't!" Bai En shouted-but it was too late. Warwick had already started turning the crank of his weird gun. A burst of bullets hit the horned beast, killing two people and killing the next pair. The beasts roared, roared, and rushed forward.

Bai En knows that besides fighting the believers of these evil gods, and then probably dying in a meaningless battle, there is no other way. Snowry apparently made the same decision. He raised his weapon and began to move forward. The two dwarves blocked Warwick's vision, and he began to move to a new position, hoping to outflank the horns and inject firepower into their formation. First launch https: // https: //

Bai En pulled out his sword and rushed forward to help Grey Rogan and Snowy. He hadn't had time to take action yet, and when the two sides were less than twenty steps away, a new cross of arrows shot out of the darkness and flew down on the beast. The arrows fell like black rain.

Bai En saw a dog-headed monster, his eyes were hit by arrows, and blood rolled down his cheeks. Its chest exposed its shaft and feathers even when it fell. Another shot in its heart, it fell to the ground and was stepped on its feet by its compatriots. The rushes of the horns shook as more and more horns fell. The survivors stopped and looked around, desperately wanting to see where the attack came from.

Grey Logan, Snowry and Bane hit them ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ passed through their defense line like an axe through rotten wood. Bai En felt a shock from his arm to his hand, and then something warm and sticky flowed through his hand.

He drew a sword from the corpse, kicked the pierced horned beast to the ground, and pierced another one. The opponent blocked it with a spear, and then his sword hit the shoulder of the surprised horned beast. Bai En raised the sword to cut off the opponent's head, but only cut off the other ear under the opponent's dodge. Without waiting for the opponent to regain his weapon, he smashed the hilt on the enemy's face, and the enemy's teeth were broken. The beast roared in pain, and then Bai En tripped it with his foot, and then pierced its heart.

Hasn't even started yet, the battle is over. The surviving horned beasts were overwhelmed by the fury of their enemies and turned to escape. Bane can see that Grerogan has killed four of them; their cut remains lie at his feet. Snowry jumped up and down on a corpse, happy as a child playing in a sandpit. Just as they fled, the sound of a gunshot from Warwick's gun killed the surviving horned beasts.

Bai En looked around and gasped for breath. This was not a result of fighting, but rather a reaction to the sudden encounter of short soldiers. He wanted to see who helped them and thank them.

"Stop, don't move!" Said a low voice. "You are only one step away from death."

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