This is the largest earthquake in hundreds of years in this underground city space, known as "Korda" by the aborigines. Its tremendous momentum even shook the desolate beasts who had been sleeping in the dark crypt for a hundred years. Not to mention nearby villages and towns. Indigenous villages and settlements within a 20-mile radius of the earthquake were devastated, and many settlements were wiped out in the collapse of rocks and mudslides, and none survived. The nearest nearby town is the city of Morayet, but it is more than fifty miles away from the epicenter of the earthquake, but even then, nearly 30% of the city has been destroyed by the shock waves and falling stone pillars that spread along the rocks underground.

The loss of property is estimated to be compensable, but in this dark and damp world without sunlight, the loss of population, the most important resource of all forces, is the most angry for the big guys.

So, when the earthquake finally stopped, the reconnaissance team that had been starting from Morayal had also arrived at the center of the earthquake.

"The priestess should be accurate." One of the riders stretched out his long lance from his mount, stabbed the pile of rocks that had formed an obstacle on the road after the collapse, turned around, and said helplessly: "This earthquake must not have occurred naturally." Although the scope of this earthquake was large, the time was too short after all, and there were no aftershocks. ”

"That just means that someone is doing some large-scale magic here, and if you think about it, isn't it more dangerous than a natural earthquake?" The short, but stout companion sighed deeply.

“…… In any case, our mission is to restore the traffic between the city of Morayal and the city of Saeuls. The rider sighed heavily: "The city has been hit hard. That group of bugs could take advantage of the opportunity to attack at any time, and if they lost their backups...... Not a single of the 30,000 people in the city survived. ”

“…… Big project! That's it. I don't know how long I'm going to do it! The short, stout companion looked at the "wall" in front of him, which was piled up with rocks and dirt, and scratched at his beard in anguish.

"That's all we can do, you know." The rider shook his head helplessly: "Old rules, my people are responsible for guarding and nearby reconnaissance, and you are responsible for engineering." Let's get to work. ”

Whether it's scolding or complaining, the work that needs to be done must be done, and everyone present understands this. They scattered separately. The preparation for the work began, and the stout short fellow took out a small hammer and walked over to the hill wall that had been pushed against the original path. He knocked lightly, as if he was about to judge the thickness of the pile of earth and stone by his sound. But then he heard a muffled thud, accompanied by an even denser sound of stones collapsing. Sounds dangerous. Once again, the surrounding area was shaken, and chickens and dogs jumped.

The scouts were visibly frightened, and both the laborers who were preparing in front of the stone wall and the soldiers in charge of the guard fled one by one, until they were far enough away from the stone wall until the dense roar slowly stopped. Only then did they hesitantly stand still, looking at the mound of rocks behind them, which seemed to be a little shorter, and hesitated.

"Me. I didn't do anything just now! The short bearded man shook his hand loudly to tell everyone.

The rider groaned and struggled for a long time. Only then did he reluctantly hang his head in a small voice and say, "I, I'll go over and have a look." ”

He is the leader of this team, and he is also the best and strongest warrior in the team, and if he doesn't go, no one can go up. Of course, he could also drive his slave soldiers to find the way, as his colleagues usually did. It's a pity that the common practice is not his own style.

The rider drove his mount, which was clearly still afraid, a few steps forward, and cautiously poked out his barbed lance and poked into the mud and rock.

So, at this moment, a hand suddenly reached out of the mound and firmly grasped the head of the gun.

"Shhh This can be called the development of a classic episode of a horror movie, which naturally scared the rider to the bone, but before he could react otherwise, the riding beast under his crotch stood up in panic, let out a cry as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and trembled his trembling hind legs uneasily, and threw his unprepared master off his back.

The rider who smashed to the ground reacted very quickly. Although he lost his spear and mount, he immediately rose from a tumble on the ground and drew his scimitar with his hand.

"There are enemies!" As he shouted, his teammates behind him rushed over one by one. At the front of the line was of course the stout, bearded companion, who, though with his short legs, walked like a fly, carrying a tomahawk in one hand and a cross bow on his back in the other. Then, I heard "Bah! With a thud, he flew back backwards at twice the speed of his charge, knocking over several of his companions behind him. A group of people suddenly fell into a rolling gourd, embarrassed.

"This ...... What a powerful stand shield! "The rider was desperate to see this formidable enemy emerge from the mound of dirt. He was sure that he could more or less estimate the enemy's strength from the anti-shock force of the shield just now—it must be a superior spellcaster who could wipe out his own side without much effort.

"This kind of expression that seems to be a girl seeing a red-haired madman really makes me subtly unhappy." The other party let out a dissatisfied gasp: "I know that my current appearance of killing Matt and the appearance of the boss of a horror movie must be easily misunderstood, but I must let you know that I am really not an enemy." ”

Who believes...... Before the rider could finish the complaint in his heart, he couldn't help but say "huh".

With a standing shield, it was easy to throw off a fat and strong, fully armed and charged like a small tank, and the rider thought that this would be an old monster with a weird voice and a villain boss aura when he heard it, such as a veteran cultist and demon warlock or something. Another example is those primeval-level harppogriffs with a lifespan of thousands of years. But to his surprise, the other party's voice was not only not hoarse or dark, but also did not scare the bear child out of his childhood, and it sounded quite pleasant.

What's more. The other party spat out a very fluent elf language, which made the rider have a hint of affection for it.

"You ...... It's the garrison of a nearby dungeon settlement, right? The unknown creature who was completely indistinguishable from the dirt but could speak fluently and tactfully elven language, swept the rider and his trembling mounts and stunned friends, and said, "My name is Lu Xi?" Lin Ge? Belencaster, as you can see, is just a poor ordinary magician who accidentally gets involved in the epicenter of the earthquake. Tell me the closest city to here. Which one is it? ”

"A magician who was caught up in the epicenter of the earthquake and was unscathed. Such an existence cannot be regarded as 'ordinary' and 'pitiful' at all. Sorry, Master. It's an eventful time, and I can't let go of any suspicious person who is unknown. The rider gritted his teeth at the word "suspicious", and looked righteous and awe-inspiring.

is obviously unarmed and under great pressure in the face of large carnivorous beasts, but he is still so righteous and awe-inspiring. Well. That's a lot of dedication...... Two poles! In other words, such a two-pole guy is really a drow elf?

Lu Xi looked at this awe-inspiring dark elf and his friends, and unfortunately found that his name was not as big as he imagined. At least the people present clearly hadn't heard of themselves. Hi, the way of information in the Middle Ages, and not their hometown. That unscrupulous paparazzi snooped all over the world on all kinds of gossip and celebrity privacy, and unscrupulous media all over the world took out of context and spread rumors. A world where true or false information flows everywhere. There are no brains that have been fooled, and the media and unscrupulous public knowledge cheer and show their arrears of IQ everywhere, while ordinary people dare not believe it, but they definitely don't dare to believe it all, and can only tremble to maintain the crazy world of their own small life.

After all, this is a dark region, the underground world commonly known as the "dungeon", and the surface world are almost completely separated. I haven't heard of myself, but it's normal, although this makes my generation who is ready to pretend to be a little unhappy.

Finally crawled out of the mudslide, Lu Xi, whose life had been lost seventy or eighty, looked at this small team composed of different races, and made the next step in his heart.

As the protagonist, it is impossible to be killed by natural disasters such as earthquakes, tsunamis, and mudslides. Of course, Lu Xi was so convinced of this in all directions, but even so, the situation just now was extremely sinister. He released all the defensive magic he could stack, and was mentally prepared to be pressed by the rocks, cutting off the oxygen and completely unable to breathe, so he also used his magic to create an air bag for himself. But it wasn't until he was really swept up in the rocks that the sky was cracking, that he realized how terrifying the so-called power of heaven and earth was when nature was angry.

Neither the Nebula Armor nor the Luminous Armor could withstand such pressure, and a sharp stone accompanied by the kinetic energy brought by the earthquake even pierced the heart guard of Lu Xi's Mithril Breastplate from the chest, penetrated the dragon scales and steel skin simulated by magic, and inserted half an inch into Lu Xi's body, which was only a little bit possible to pierce the heart.

Although he was injured, Lu Xi felt quite lucky. This sharp stone pierced in from the armor on his chest, and although it hurt his body, he finally didn't hurt the Nebula robe behind him, what a gratifying congratulations!

We have to understand Lu Xi, as a veteran RPG fanatics, it is completely understandable to have such a fetish.

His physical strength and blood slowly drained from his body along with the wound on his chest, and at this time, the blessing buff from the "Dragon God of Time and Space" Bahamut was also automatically activated. The most powerful defensive spell in dragon magic, the Platinum Dragon Armor automatically replaced the Dragon Scale Armor and Steel Skin, becoming the last barrier to protect Lu Xi.

He barely managed to give himself another level up with his remaining experience points before he ran out of blood, and finally managed to hold out until the earthquake stopped, and then slowly crawled out of the pile of rocks. The sharp stone on his body has been pulled out, and the wound has been closed to stop the bleeding. Wounds like this are theoretically not professionally treated. It is simply impossible to stop the bleeding; But for Lu Xi, who has the Body of Titan and the buff of Friends of the Mountains, except for losing a little more blood, it is no different from rubbing a little skin.

"Say. Even if you have to see your relatives every month, you can't get so much blood at one time, right? So why am I so desperate? Lu Xi felt that this question was really philosophical, so he decided not to think about it for now. There are only two things on his mind now, first, to confirm the safety and location of the blast; Second, find a safe place to take a comfortable shower and eat a hot meal. Then get a good night's sleep.

As for the Horn of Abundance, can you eat it? Let's talk about it when you're full.

These teams are obviously coming from nearby dungeon settlements and towns, so they should be able to meet my little request, right? Lu Xi squinted. He glanced at these people with the eyes of a homeless man who had been hungry for three days, and suddenly attracted a burst of chickens and dogs. Especially the crypt speed dragon, which was seven or eight points similar to the velociraptor in his hometown, was directly paralyzed on the ground in fright, trembling. It seems that he can't even muster up the courage to escape.

Speaking of which. The effect time of "Bahamut's Blessing" has not yet ended, and Lu Xi naturally has a bit of the unique emperor dragon power of the natural emperor who only belongs to the dragon clan, the platinum holy dragons, and it is not surprising to frighten a terrain lizard of the subdragon species.

Despite the fact that this large lizard named the "Crypt Rider" may seem like a waste, it is actually one of the most formidable predators in the dark crypt. They possess a far range of dark vision that surpasses that of the Drow Elves, and can easily run and jump quickly in dark, light-lacked worlds without being affected at all, and even close to Peyton's horses charging across the plains at extreme speed. The same. They also use their sense of smell to determine the location of their prey and adversary, approaching each other slowly and silently. Deliver a fatal blow with sharp claws and bladed teeth.

The Drow Elves of the Dark Regions have the means to tame the Swift Dragon, and the Cold-Blooded Cavalry of the Drow Elves, who ride the Swift Dragons and come and go like the wind in the dungeon passages and rocks, are the original rulers of this dungeon world, used to deter the slaves of all races under their command, and the most effective warriors against the Plague King and his disciples.

And here, there happens to be such a drow elven cavalry with a speedy dragon mount. If he hadn't miscalculated, he would have been the leader of this reconnaissance team.

In this group of about forty people, in addition to the drow cavalry who led the group, there were four other drow elves, but they were all ordinary drow sentries wearing leather chain mail and cloaks, with crossbows and short swords pinned to their waists. In addition, there are still five crypt minotaurs with two battle axes on their backs and a muscular upper body, that is, Lu Xi's subordinates, and Bull's kindred.

In addition, to Lu Xi's surprise, there was also a dwarf with a body like a large wine barrel and wearing a sturdy plate armor.

He originally thought that this was a gray dwarf living in a dark area, but when he looked closely at the other party's red and healthy cheeks, his combed beard with a very good sense of design, and a pair of bright eyes, he was a normal surface dwarf no matter how he looked at it. If you think about it, those outcasts who have been banished by the dwarven princes for thousands of years and have survived in the dungeons have now become the lackeys of the King of the Rock Hide, and their relationship with the Drow elves is an absolute mortal enemy, and it is basically impossible to get together.

The dwarf carried a crossbow almost as tall as himself, a tomahawk slung from his waist, and a large tool bag full of all sorts of bits and pieces.

With the exception of these few men, the others were indigenous slaves dressed in rudimentary clothes and carrying rudimentary weapons and tools. The caveman with a short spear or spear, the Koutao fishman with a harpoon and shell shield, and the Zedi dwarf bear man with a large wooden stick each took up a part, and each of them cowered in the back, but they did not dare to move forward at all.

Lu Xi felt that even if he was injured now, it would never take more than three minutes to kill this team. It's a pity that he is not a decisive evil camp, after all, he still can't do things to kill innocents indiscriminately, and if he wants to find a place to rest as soon as possible, these people are probably the only choice.

"From what you just said, it seems that the only way to the rear has been blocked. If I help you get the way, can you take me to town? Lu Xi made a serious suggestion, and showed a standard business smile at the drow elf knight. The only thing he forgot was that his facial features were covered by black mud, and now his appearance has dropped to the lowest point in his life, and the business smile that lacks the addition of appearance is naturally useless.

The drow elven cavalry just felt that they saw a row of shiny white teeth peeking out of a cloud of dirty dust, and they immediately shuddered. (To be continued......)