Chapter 680 Mithril Mine

Field thought for a moment and said benevolently: He didn't kill anyone and set him on fire. Although the method was a bit harsh, directly chopping it down was a bit excessive. I have a way for you to teach her a lesson.

At this time, Xi Li was ready and stepped forward.

"What exactly is this artifact? It's wrapped in a white cloth and carried on its back all day long."

Xili stretched out his snow-white arm, trying to unlock the Gluttony Sword.

Suddenly, divine power surged!

The white cloth wrapped in the Gluttony Sword was suddenly opened, revealing the extremely domineering and evil sword inside. The ferocious dragon eyes on the sword made Xili look into each other's eyes.

Countless chains and blood lines burst out.

"There is actually a defensive artifact, it's over!"

Xili was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered that some special artifacts had warning functions. Once close to the user, they will be attacked.

By the time she reacted, she had been swept up into the air by unparalleled power.

"Oops, I can't get away." Xili struggled hard, but couldn't get away at all.

Just when she was debating whether to call for help, the Gluttony Sword did not attack further, but merged with the blood lines and transformed into a strange mosaic. The sharp tip of the chain is also wrapped as a blunt instrument.

"Hey, hey, isn't it used for attacking? Wait, it looks like this... uh uh uh..."

Half an hour later, Xili was thrown far away from the tent by the Gluttony Sword, as if he was throwing away garbage.

She didn't even have the strength to open her eyes, so she could only moan weakly: "It's more terrifying than the baptism of the Shadow Cult."

"It feels like my lady's artifact is no longer clean." Rosaria said scornfully, "You have to pay me a new one."

"I'm just trying to help others, but she is also a poor person. I guess her lord can't do anything for her, unlike me." Field was filled with the joy of doing good deeds. "I hope she changes her ways and takes the right path."

"Don't say these weird words, I'll beat you up."

Rosalía slipped out and smiled triumphantly.

the next day.

A group of elite soldiers, about twenty people, each of whom was a third-level fighting spirit knight, came to the camp on horseback.

"Lord Vaughn, we are here to reinforce you on the order of the Grand Duke."

"What's going on?" Vaughn was confused.

The soldier captain came close to Vaughn's ear and whispered a few words. Vaughn narrowed his eyes in surprise: "Okay, you stay."

Not long after, Aria called everyone over to make tactical arrangements. She didn't say much about the new knight.

Field was chewing white bread and happened to see Xili.

"You...don't come over." The moment Xili saw Field, his legs were shaking with fear and he quickly took several steps back.

"What's wrong? I was very tired yesterday and I didn't know when I fell asleep."

Field apologized: "Forgot to entertain you."

"No...it's okay."

Xili felt like she was about to fall apart. She looked at Field as if she were looking at a monster.

Who in the right mind would bring such a terrifying artifact around with him? It's so perverted. He didn't even touch anyone, but he almost died.

If you tell me, no one will believe it.

"Okay, everyone, stop smiling." Aria clapped her hands, "I'll share some information with you first."

"The Ice Dragon Snow Peak stretches for thousands of miles. Don't run around. Once you get lost, you will definitely die."

"We are going to the ancient ruins of the dwarves: the Mithril Mine, which is occupied by a legendary silver dragon. There are tens of thousands of dragon slaves hiding in the ruins. Don't get entangled with them."

"Sure enough, there is Mithril City!" Vaughn, the son of Grand Duke Gem, was trembling with excitement. Then what his father was looking for probably really existed.

"What is that place?"

Ranger Atna smelled the interest and asked curiously.

Field and Vaughn both kept silent in tacit agreement, and Artner's wife explained: "Dwarves are obsessed with coins and gems. The so-called dwarf mines are cities in the eyes of humans."

If elves are addicted to magic.

Dwarves are addicted to mining. They have no interest in human farmland and only like mines full of rare minerals.

The Ice Dragon Snow Peak area is one of the ancestral lands of the red-bearded dwarves. The Mithril Mine is the holy land of the red-bearded dwarves, where countless gems, gold and silver jewelry, and magic ores are piled up.

It's a pity that such wealth has attracted five-color dragons who also like gems.

The five-color dragon provoked the metal dragon again, and the dragons fought in a melee, instantly destroying the dwarf kingdom.

"Mithril City is the capital of the ancient dwarf kingdom. Legend has it that there are mountains of wealth there."

"It also possesses the special treasure of the dwarves: the sky-falling gem, which can strengthen the artifact."

"Hiss~"

Hearing this, everyone present, except Dragonborn, was moved.

"It's just rumors. How can there be such a good thing." Vaughn waved his hand.

Field glanced at Vaughn and added in his mind: Just pretend.

If the Archduke of Gem became successful, he most likely occupied the capital city of another group of dwarves: the Dragon Heart Gem Mine.

As for the sixth-level divine choosers of the Gemstone Grand Duke family, their artifacts are terrifyingly powerful.

"Okay, let's go!"

Aria took out the white compass and injected it with divine power. A miniature dragon soul pointed at the mountainside of Ice Dragon Snow Peak.

"Follow me and don't fall behind."

The snowy mountains are so cold and terrifying, and the vast expanse of whiteness makes you instantly disoriented once you get lost. Fortunately, everyone had extraordinary strength and endured the severe cold to reach the place guided by the compass.

Aiming at the snow in front of her, Aria took a deep breath: "Dragon roar, remove the seal!"

The invisible energy rippled down the snow, and with a roar, the snow fell off, and the huge stone door slowly opened.

"The Mithril City is here, and it needs a dragon roar to open it." Vaughn's pupils shook, "No wonder, no wonder the Grand Dukes of all generations couldn't find it."

Except for the dragons and dragon descendants, no one can master the dragon roar.

Even if they can imitate it, they can't understand the secret.

The moment everyone stepped into the door, all the wind and snow stopped in an instant. It was as if they came to another space, and the surroundings were quiet and terrifying.

There was a deep darkness in front of them, but fortunately Rosaria was in a state of possession, and he could inherit some of her physical fitness.

In the darkness, bats flew, and all kinds of strange figures shuttled back and forth.

"Hehehe."

A fighting knight sent by the Grand Duke of Gem suddenly laughed strangely behind everyone, with a weird tone.

"What are you grinning at." Ranger Atena took out a torch and lit it, shining it on the grinning fighting knight.

However, this shot almost scared Atena to death.

The fighting knight had a distorted face and blood was flowing from all seven orifices. He died at some point. Without giving Atena a chance to take a closer look, a sharp weapon cut off the torch with a "whoosh".

Everyone had just come in, but casualties occurred in an instant.

"Be careful, Field, there are enemies all around!" Rosaria immediately warned, "Above our heads."

"Enemy attack."

Philomena also warned, and the terrifying power of destruction gathered rapidly, and the temperature around suddenly rose.