The Rise of the Cemetery

Chapter 0230 Kazan Moyes City

Although his body had returned to normal size, the torment he had suffered in the past two days did not subside so easily. The little devil babbled and lay on the ground for a while, unable to move. But when Li Xun's majestic gaze swept over it, it immediately jumped up in the ugliest posture, as if waiting for orders at any time.

Across the void of more than ten meters, Siris also cast her gaze. Although she had heard Li Xun talk about this little devil before, seeing it with her own eyes in the real world was still fun.

"It doesn't seem to be the same as in "Tongjian of Alien Creatures"? Its strength is too weak!" Siris asked suspiciously.

"This is the main plane. Its strength is too suppressed by the laws of the plane, so it looks weak. If it is in a place with abundant fire elements, its strength will be doubled!" Li Xun is very experienced in this regard. , after all, he has the most right to speak about interplanetary matters.

"The strength is so weak, even if it is multiplied, it will be useless?"

Li Xun shook his head at Siris and smiled, "You can't look at it that way. After all, it's just the lowest-level combat unit in Bator Hell, and of course it can't compare with you, a level 8 mage. You should compare it with ordinary human fighters, Then its strength is not considered weak. I estimate that it is not a problem to kill 3-5 skeletons under normal circumstances, and this is the most correct comparison."

Seeing Siris nodding her head thoughtfully, Li Xun took the "spear" from the little devil's hand, flicked it with his fingers, and made a clank.

"This is a blasphemous weapon mixed with special metals from the abyss world. Human beings can no longer heal themselves even if their skin is scratched. It can be regarded as an alternative magical equipment. Look, the lowest-level cannon fodder is equipped with magical equipment. Our cannon fodder skeletons have been running naked all the time, and the difference in strength is reflected in this!"

"This is the main reason why you always want to enter the lower world?" Siris has now roughly understood the situation in the cemetery, but she still wants to hear the voice of Li Xun, the person in charge.

"Yes, and no." Li Xun lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and a moment of confusion appeared on Junxiu's face: "More motivation lies in an instinct to expand. A cemetery city is nothing in this magical world. Only by gathering the power of many cemetery cities can we gain a firm foothold and form our own unique forces. Therefore, I have always been instinctively choosing to expand, and I will work hard to grasp any opportunities that can be used to make my own The capital is stronger.

As for after the expansion, I may choose to do some things I like! But that is a long time later, for now, I must expand! "

Xi Lisi's beautiful blue eyes deeply imprinted Li Xun's moment in her mind, and she murmured: "I will always be by your side!"

Li Xun and her stared deeply at each other for a moment, then turned to meet You Nu's burning eyes, many words were immersed in this silent bondage.

The little devil stood obediently in front of the mage, posing in a posture that I couldn't understand anything, but there was a flash of light in the lowered red eyes and blood pupils. How could the smart little devil know that Li Xun, who has a panoramic view, has already seen its abnormalities, and has already sentenced it to death in his heart.

"Tell me, where is the crack in space?" Li Xun impatiently kicked it lightly, and said using telepathy.

The little devil immediately gesticulated for a long time, and after showing his loyalty, he raised his nose and sniffed against the plastic wind. After a long time, he suddenly pointed to the southeast direction and jumped up and down, as if he had discovered something.

The three bat demons flapped their wings and adjusted their directions slightly. Under Li Xun's instructions, they flew in the direction pointed by the little devil.

...

In the underground world, in a deep tunnel.

The thick bloody smell wafted in the underground wind. In normal times, such a strong blood energy would have attracted many predators, but today, all the perceptive guys are desperately fleeing to the distance, and those reckless guys have become the source of the breath.

In the pitch-black world, two red lights suddenly lit up, and a vague figure in the shape of a human gradually appeared. With the help of the faint fluorescence emitted by the shimmering moss in the tunnel, it can be seen clearly that this is an ugly wolf man. The cloth robe on his body was still stained with countless warm blood spots, but as he walked, these blood spots not only did not roll off but squirmed inexplicably, crawling slowly on the cloth robe, as long as they touched any point of the wolf man The skin will be absorbed into it quickly.

In the shadows behind the Gorefiend, there was simply a bloody slaughter scene. All the bodies of the losers were torn to pieces by him, and there were not many intact parts to distinguish their race and sex. The blood of various colors flowing on the dry floor not only did not seep in, but continued to transpire, turning into thick blood mist and floating behind the Gorefiend.

Just like beauties like to dress themselves up with light gauze, blood demons like to use blood mist. Therefore, wherever he went, he was accompanied by this thick and almost suffocating smell of blood.

I have stayed in this area for a long time, but I have not been able to find a downward passage. The Gorefiend only hesitated for a moment before adjusting the direction of travel. There is a city of drow in that direction, and he needs to "ask the way".

The master just asked himself to rush to that mysterious coordinate as soon as possible, and called him after arriving at the destination, but did not limit the way to complete it. With the coldness and fierceness of the Gorefiend, he has never liked dealing with those who can be classified as "food", but today he can only change his habit.

The master once warned the Gorefiend that the drows are a group blessed by gods. If they make too much trouble in their city, they will attract divine attacks. His body may not be afraid of physical attacks, but it is too fragile for spells and divine spells. After all, after one's body is broken up, manipulating the blood to coagulate the body also requires energy. If the number of times of being broken up is too frequent, he may run out of energy and die.

When the Gorefiend appeared at the entrance of this drow city, all the blood energy was completely absorbed into his body, and he restored his original appearance as a wolf man. A thin and cold Gnoll assassin.

"Stop, boy, you have already stepped into the range of Kazan Moyes City. Report your identity and purpose, or wait to taste the taste of our crossbow arrows!"

Just passing through a wide cave, at the corner of a stone wall, with low-pitched threats, a group of bear goblins with stone axes and sticks surrounded them from all sides.

The Gorefiend ignored them at all, and stared coldly at the few male drows behind them. In his perception, there are more than a dozen of the same guys lurking in the wall behind. Judging from the faint blood breath floating over, it should be a group of male drow.

"I'm a free-roaming traveler and need a break here."

A drow warrior at the back of the team came out in a row, looked the Gorefiend up and down for a long time, and his expression gradually became dignified. There was only one person on the other side, and his figure was too thin and thin, so he couldn't see obvious armor and weapons at all. If such a guy could survive in the middle layer of the Underdark Region, he must have strong strength.

"Where are you from?" the drow warrior asked cautiously.

"West side."

"The road there hasn't been cleared for 2 months, how was it when you came here?"

"Fortunately, there are just a little more annoying guys!"

The Gorefiend's hoarse and deep piercing voice was raised a few notches, his tone already showed impatience, and in the dim light, there was a hint of blood flowing in his red eyes. The drow warrior on the opposite side immediately felt his heart was tightly squeezed by something, and he could hardly breathe. But when he swallowed vigorously, what rushed into his trachea was not the cold underground wind as expected, but viscous blood, choking the whole lung duct with pain.

The drow warrior retreated a few steps quickly, giving way to the way into the city, and the Gorefiend walked in slowly with a cold expression.

It wasn't until the figure of the Gorefiend disappeared around the corner that the drow warrior let out a rapid breathing sound. When he barely managed to stabilize his restless heartbeat, a companion sneaked up behind him.

"It's a hard stubble! Look..."

"Report, report it quickly. Now is the critical time, and no one can cover for an accident." The drow warrior jumped three feet high, and his voice was so loud that he was surprised. I stroked the sweaty inner lining on my back, still terrified.

What a wicked guy!

At this moment, the Gorefiend was standing in the largest street of Kezan Moyes City, slowly looking at this famous drow city.

This is a dark elf city located between rock formations and caves two thousand feet underground. Seventeen hundred years ago, a group of drow expeditionary forces destroyed the once glorious dwarf city-state of Tonain and built their own city on its ruins. They had wiped out almost all traces of the dwarven cities, carving exquisite buildings out of huge stalactites and stalagmites and statues in honor of Rose.

The city is located by a huge underground lake. Legend has it that this cave was once the lair of the mythical giant Tarasque before the arrival of the dwarves. The huge and sharp cracks on the cave wall are said to be this monster that no one has ever seen. Claw marks left behind.

Kazan Moyes is not a big city, and out of the 8,000 dark elves living in it, 500 have noble blood. The eight most powerful of the thirty-four families form the ruling council, controlling the leadership of the entire city. Among them, the first family, the mistress of Urbantoze, Valoja, is the actual power holder of the parliament. She and her twin brother, the powerful Chief Archmage Gorgon, have five offspring each with extraordinary abilities, and together they support the unshakable position of the First Family.

Kazan Moyes is also known as the Twin Cities. In addition to being related to the ruling family, there is another reason for the city's architecture. In the distant cave, you can see two huge stalactite pillars standing in the drow city surrounded by shimmering purple light.

They are carved into the gorgeous drow form of the Spider Queen, and countless spiders, large and small, make up the gorgeous costume of the queen who controls everything. The magical splendor bestowed upon them by the mages has replaced the function of the Nabundle Pillars used to keep time in the city.

As each new day begins, one side of the sculptural magical light sits above the Spider Queen's head, while the other sits beneath her feet. As time goes on, the halos on both sides move towards each other. At noon, the two statues were completely lit up with an elegant and evil purple halo, and the whole city was even shrouded in this light that showed the grace of the goddess. Then, the halo slowly faded, and finally returned to two o'clock in the middle of the night.