This dungeon belonged to King Dud.

Years ago, the stone giant Dude was like his countrymen, savage, clumsy, and tirelessly cruising the mountains that bear their name with his dull head and rocky body.

Their clumsy minds and long lives made their parade seem aimless, and the whole race seemed muddy, and with the exception of a few heretics, most of the Golems were content with this life, and Dude never imagined that he would one day become such a tradition-destroying heretic.

This savage race is not untouchable, in fact, they are unusually cruel and merciless in their attacks on intruding travelers.

Usually for some reason, Golem will also use this ferocity towards outsiders to his own kind, such as when fighting for leadership.

Dude was no exception, and in his prime he joined the battle, but unfortunately he was not the strongest, and he was expelled from the tribe by order of the new tribal ruler.

This is of course a harsh punishment for Golem, and it is not a happy place for Golem to run through the mountains, there are many kinds of monsters in the mountains that can take their lives, and many powerful predators do not mind a fat snack if they find a lone Golem: although this snack will smell a little stone and earth.

So he was soon in danger, and thankfully, it wasn't the terrifying creatures that fed on the Golems that captured him, but a dried corpse.

The dried corpse of a human, Golem knows this creature.

The corpse was dressed in a neat robe, and the wooden stick in his hand made Dude convulse and fall to the ground with a slight wave, which was Dude's understanding that the other party was a dead human spellcaster.

In the legends of the clan, there are some such things.

Dude was taken into a crypt by the lich, and while he was wondering if he would die, the lich had begun to use him as an experimental specimen, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that this large man had some special bloodlines in his body, which, if handled well, could be used as a powerful puppet thug: this simple-minded big man was best suited for this. But when he activated the bloodline in King Dude's body, he also activated the cunning contained in this bloodline: it made a somewhat stupid fellow become shrewd and cunning, and after sensing his growing wisdom and power, Golem did not rush to act, but continued to pretend to be a fool, and waited for the lich to perform an important ritual before launching a surprise attack to imprison his soul and make himself the new master of the lich dungeon.

Inheriting the Lich's legacy, Dud decided to reclaim his rightful position, and with his powerful arcane powers, his success was unquestionable, and he changed his name from Durd to King Dud.

However, before he could enjoy the joy of success, a group of passing good god apostles traced the traces of the lich and traced it here, and found out that the evil magic used by King Dude attacked him without hesitation.

The wound killed him - an incurable injury forced him to transform himself into an undead, which filled King Dud's heart with hatred for all the good gods, and he became a lich to continue his life, and also made the golem lich, who may have been the only one in thousands of years, full of gratitude to the lich god Vishalon: in his opinion, the completion of this ritual was approved by the lich god, and he became a follower of Visharon, plotting revenge against the living in the lich's original dungeon.

The body of the dead prevented him from being recognized by his group again, but it was not a big problem, after a long period of lucrity, he learned to use the dark power to corrupt the occasional passing Golem, and under his arrangement, ten Golem chieftains succumbed to the dark power and became his slaves, the dungeon he named Cairnheim, also had hundreds of Dark Golem inhabitants, becoming a dark ravine hidden in the depths of the mountains.

The mage tower in this base can't accommodate his huge size, and after he kicks it down, he has no intention of making a new one, anyway, he is confident that hiding in such a dungeon, not many people can beat his idea, even if a strong enemy pulls him, he has a chance to escape.

The current King of Dude is eager to become the true Lord of the Golem Running Mountains, and with his power, no tribe of surface golems can resist his conquest, but he does not expect that this mountain hides another group of nasty little bugs, a small race called humans.

Somehow, they became aware of the existence of Cairnheim and became disturbed by it, and began to use the stone giants in the mountains with the intention of destroying Cairnheim.

Ansenfia, of course, did not allow one such terrorist gang to remain in the depths of the Giants Running Mountains.

The insects dwelt in a pit at the bottom of another mountain, and the enraged Dude King had made several attacks, all of which had retreated in front of the complex traps and knots, and the insects were so stealthy that it was difficult for the stone giants to catch a useful mouth.

This, of course, made King Dude extremely angry, and he vowed to destroy the little bugs, but at this moment, Vesharen gave him a revelation, and he decided to use a ritual to strengthen himself.

The soul of a girl who dies in agony can be transformed into a powerful banshee, and her howls can take a lot of lives in an instant with resentment and pain.

The Golem Undead was overjoyed by the ritual that was about to be completed, and every time he received one more of these powers, he was one step closer to his grand goal, and when the ritual was broken, he was naturally furious.

"Little human bugs!" The lightning flew away in vain under the magic shield of King Dud, and the stone giant saw the figure wrapped in the arcane fire, and his eyes were filled with anger for a moment: "You dare to destroy my ritual?"

"I'm sorry to interrupt your good work, but I don't want to say I'm sorry. Penny plucked out his ears, and the unstable source power as he approached the edge of the source sea caused him to burst out with a large number of dazzling arcane sparks whenever he cast a spell, and this situation seemed to be especially serious for him compared to the average wizard.

This may have been the effect of the Mithic Core, and sometimes Penny would deliberately capture such exaggerated light and shadow effects, but now he didn't have the time to do so, and he beckoned and guided the spell quickly.

His purpose is just to take out the big guy and then get the old acquaintance Captain Chick away.

Although the bitter arcane fire made the little bug's appearance look distorted and blurred, King Dud still felt a contempt, which made him rage and raised the entire staff made of entwined vines and gems in the air, the sound of gruff and penetrating incantations echoed through the walls of the underground hall, and a large number of dark rock giants poured out of the caverns in all directions like swarthy rats, many of which had lifted huge stones and threw them into the air, trying to shoot the wizards in the air.

But this attack didn't seem to be very bright in the face of Penny's protection, and the roar of the tide made the druids and several Orions still lurking on the mountain wall break out in a cold sweat, and they stared intently at the heart of the battlefield, their hearts raised high in this tense situation.

The wizard rushed out without informing them, leaving them at a loss.

Even Morin, who had already understood that the wizard's power was not as young as he looked, would not have imagined that the wizard would attack so brightly and head-on.

They heard the furious roars that filled the crypt, but their eyes could only see the wizard casting the spell, as if the blood was flowing with the mage's rapidly changing gestures and barely audible spells.

Both sides of the spell caster completed the spell almost simultaneously.

In the eyes of those who don't know how to do it.

But Ansenfia, under the wizard's neck, could detect through the fluctuation of the spell, and Penny's spell shot in front of King Dude at the moment before the spell was completed, and this short half breath represented a huge gap in spellcasting skills like a chasm.

Her heart shook and she knew where the confidence the wizard had shown before came from.

With such a spell-casting skill, King Dude really has nothing to fear.

Before the spell that had just been channeled could show its effect, it turned into a powerless firework under the erosion of the magic cracking light, and King Dude's heart was angry and at the same time shocked, and fear was born.

The Golem Lich knew that this was a terrifying enemy, he roared angrily, and ordered the surrounding Golem assistants to take out a large number of magic items, and drove a large amount of magic light towards the sky without money, but a huge hammer fell from the sky, and with a rain-like arcane light, a large number of spell scrolls floated around the wizard, constantly being burned into ashes, and he himself was not idle, constantly chanting short spells, more than a dozen spell assistants of King Dude held wand scrolls, spraying a large number of spells, but the spell light released by the wizard alone actually completely suppressed a large area of arcane magic on the ground。

After several years of arcane research in the Tomb of Time, Penny's mastery of magical weapons has reached a magical point, a scroll falls into his hands, and can be channeled in a very short time, although most of the spell scrolls that are not strong cannot play a decisive role in fighting powerful opponents, but in the face of this level of massive spell shooting, it has produced miraculous effects.

The orb under his neck lost color for a moment, and the few grave keepers hidden on the rock wall had been turned into idiots before this gorgeous fight, and all they could do was to watch the wizards in the sky release spells like a flood to wash away the meager magical light on the ground.

King Dude let out a roar of rage, and after a few rounds of fire, his condition could only be described as a defeat, the great stone giant was scurrying under the scattered spells, and his apprentice, who had been bombarded in all directions, in a cloud of smoke, he could not even see the enemy in the sky clearly, and when his vision was clear again, he had not yet figured out how to turn the tables, and the situation in front of him made him feel terrified again.

The wings of a terrifyingly large dragon seemed to obscure the sky at the top of the cave, and part of the area that had been illuminated by the wizard's arcane fire was obscured in this way, and the shadow of the giant wings made all the stone giants shudder in their hearts.

The giant Golem wasn't afraid of ordinary dragons, but the dragon was too big, big enough to bite them to death.

If the Golem Lich still had a face that reflected the emotions in his heart, he would probably be pale by now.

Bang!

The black dragon's massive forelimbs landed on the corpse of the Golem Lich, splashing up a cloud of dust.

The wizard jumped down from the dragon's back and began to channel the spell against a piece of rubble beside him, he could see it very clearly, the cage that closed Fina was very strong, and the squeeze should not have crushed her.

That's why he dared to directly use a spell to shake the canopy.

When he pulled the female captain's body out of the cage, his brow was still furrowed.

Although there were no signs of being smashed and shocked, Fina did not look healthy.

Her eyes were closed, her face was extremely frightening blue-purple, and her half-open mouth was gasping weakly, exhaling pieces of breath mixed with negative energy—which made the wizard close at hand very uncomfortable, and the cold body temperature made him fall into a momentary stupor.

"Corrupted by negative energy, it is very dangerous, you must rush back to the ruins immediately, I can save him. "There's a message from Ansenfia from the orb.

The wizard reacted immediately, and the negative energy that wrapped around Fina carried a mysterious power that made him feel terrified when he smelled it, as if it was not just the power of the Golem Lich.

This made Penny vaguely feel that Ansenfia's judgment was not wrong, and this injury was probably not something he could solve.

And he doesn't have much time to waste right now.

Putting away the Staff of the Seven Spells and the hammer, he picked up Fina's body, and without even the routine work of looting the loot, he went to the cave where he had come.

The grave keepers, who had watched the battle as spectators, did not react until the wizard passed by, pulling them out of their stupor, and they looked at the wizard's back, and hurried after him with their heads bowed and hunched over.

(To be continued)