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In the center of the city there is a palace which the Adjutant built for the Supreme Lord.
In order for the flowers and plants to grow in hell, the adjutant really took a lot of thought.
"Speaking of which, do you still want to stay in hell?"
Nangong Long walked to Gu 1.7 Dian and lay down next to Gu [-] Dian, beckoning her with his eyes.
Gu Dian, who understands in seconds, is not shy, and naturally lays in his arms, letting him hug him.
"The creatures in hell are very interesting, I want to study for a while"
“Just relax once in a while”
"I don't plan to stay here forever, I will go back for the Harvest Festival"
"Alright," Nangong Long replied.
Researching the unknown is Gu Dian's interest, and he doesn't intend to interfere, as long as he doesn't tire himself out.
Gu Dian rolled his eyes, turned over and sat on Nangong Long, and said in a tempting tone:
“Just have fun here”
More than N words are omitted here...
Apart from the two of them, there were only maids in the whole palace.
Without Nangong Long's order, the maid did not dare to approach here.
Knowing this, Gu Dian will boldly tease.
Chapter 49 Underground waterways (transition)
After staying with Gu Dian for a few days, Nangong Long returned to Sifang World.
Doing quests with the Witches and the others, and being taken on an adventure by the Fairy Archer, another half a month passed like this.
water capital
The Sword Maiden was sitting in front of the dressing table, and Nangong Long was standing behind her, holding a comb in one hand and supporting her hair in the other, brushing it gently from top to bottom.
"The city of water is not peaceful recently..." The Sword Maiden slowly talked about the recent events.
The incident started when someone found a corpse in the alley. According to eyewitnesses, it looked like it had been tortured to death.
Some people speculated that it was the work of the followers of the evil god, while others said that the vanguard of chaos sneaked into the city...
All kinds of speculations have caused a lot of trouble in the city, and the official will certainly not be unresponsive.
The guards in the street immediately launched an investigation, but found very little evidence.
Because the authorities were helpless, the number of criminals in the city of water increased by 10, and the number of cases also increased accordingly.
Theft, wounding, kidnapping...
The officials will not watch the situation deteriorate further. Since no clues can be found, they will increase the number of patrols to catch the criminals on the spot.
Although labor-intensive, the effect is remarkable.
A group of adventurers participating in the night patrol killed the criminal who attacked the woman, and took a light with a lantern, and it turned out to be a goblin.
Considering the number of cases, it is absolutely impossible for one or two goblins to do it.
The water capital is built on the ancient capital, so there is no difference between the subsurface and the ruins.
If there are really hordes of imps hiding in the city, the underground is the best place to make a lair.
"Adventurers were sent to deal with it, but..."
After the incident, the Saintess of the Sword once controlled the guardian of order serving the Supreme God——Marsh Dragon, investigated the sewers of the Water City, found many little ghosts, and killed many of them.
The movement of the marsh dragon on the ground is very clumsy. It is unrealistic to rely on it to climb ashore and kill all the little ghosts. Instead, it may be surrounded and killed by the little ghosts.
That's why adventurers are entrusted. Even though the entrustment form repeatedly emphasizes that there are many little ghosts, how many people will take it to heart.
Taking a step back, even if you keep it in mind, you may die due to bad luck.
So none of the adventurers who went to exterminate the little ghosts came back.
"I reported it to the king, but the result is still the same. No one takes goblins seriously." The Sword Maiden sighed and said helplessly.
The king's approach is not incomprehensible, there are too many enemies in this four-square world.The remnants of the Demon King, the cult group hiding in the dark, the dragon sleeping in the volcano...
These enemies are far more dangerous than imps.
The king doesn't have the energy, and he doesn't have the extra money to spend on exterminating the brats.
"From your description just now, it's not like what little devils would do. They don't kill women easily. Someone must have ordered them to do so behind the scenes.
Maybe a certain cult wants to summon or resurrect some monsters by killing people and offering sacrifices.”
"If you leave it alone, the matter will get serious, and the king will regret not listening to my advice." The Sword Maiden smiled like a little devil.
"But would you do that?" Nangong Long gently pinched the pretty face of the Sword Maiden.
"It can't be done." The Sword Maiden pursed her lips slightly and murmured.
Next morning
The female fighter kicked the imp's neck off and kicked him into the sewage flowing nearby.
With a plop, the kid floated up with the bubbles, and then sank to the bottom of the water.
This area has been occupied by corpses.
Lizard Priest held a magic-made dental knife, checked to see if any imp was still alive, and made up for it.
"Hey..."
Elf Archer was pulling out the arrows she had just shot from the imp's corpse, and she didn't want to do such a thing, but the battle didn't know how long it would last.Instead of picking up the imp's weapon, it's better to recycle your own arrows.
Make sure the bud arrowhead is not broken before the Elf Archer puts it back in the quiver.
The bows and arrows of the elves are slightly processed from natural objects, not made of iron.
The priestess held the staff with both hands and closed her eyes, whispering, praying, and chanting.
Pray for the souls of these goblins to be redeemed by the gods...
"I was warmly welcomed as soon as I came in. Is there such a large number of people!" the Taoist miner twisted his beard and complained.
Just now he kept his hands in the bag of catalysts, so that he could release the spell when necessary.
Yesterday evening, Nangong Long told them about the commission of Water City, and asked them if they wanted to accept it, and they agreed with the reward.
Including Nangong Long, there are a total of seven people on this trip.
The Witch and the others did not participate this time because they were doing other tasks.
"It seems that spells need to be saved," the red-haired female magician muttered, she was no longer the impulsive novice adventurer who cast spells as soon as she came up.
"Which way to go next?" the female martial artist walked to Nangong Longshen 310 and asked.
They only have a partial map of the ruins.It's not that the Sword Maiden doesn't want to give the full version, but the map has become incomplete due to the age.
"Go this way" Nangong Long seemed to point in a direction at random.
Whether the map is good or bad has no effect on him, his goal is the enemy's stronghold, as long as he moves to the direction with the strongest breath.
After turning a few forks, the group walked to the edge of the map.
On the way, he encountered another attack by a little ghost, and the result was naturally that the little ghost group was wiped out.
They did not stop but continued to move forward, and the surrounding scenery became completely different from before.
Ordinary stone-made waterways turned into corridors carved with murals, and the original sewage became clear water, which is the upstream area.
The races of the order side are painted on the walls, and they are all armed without exception.
Miners speculate that this is a painting style earlier than four or five hundred years ago.
It is said that there was a great battle in this area before.
and so--
This is the Catacombs.
Compared with the sewer, it is much more complicated here, just like a maze.
It must have been made so complicated so that the monsters would get lost in it and not be able to disturb the dead.
However, this place has become a lair of little ghosts.
Chapter 50 An Angry Elf Archer
Nangong Long kicked open the thick door made of ebony in front of him.
The ground is full of water vapor, but the door does not show any signs of decay, only a little rust on the keyhole, it is obvious that magic has been applied to the door.
The miner Taoist expertly nailed wooden stakes under the door to prevent accidents.
Some ruins will tamper with the door, once people enter the room, the door will automatically close, and then the adventurer will either be killed by a mechanism or poisoned to death, or trapped to death.
Lizard Priest raised his weapon and stood beside the Shaman Taoist, guarding against enemies that would appear from nowhere.
The tomb is not very big, with three three-meter-square floor tiles laid horizontally and vertically, and several pairs of stone cabinets are placed in the center.
"It's too much." Fairy Archer showed a look of disgust.
The female fighter without night vision moved the torch, and with the help of the light, she could barely see a figure. Her hands and feet were tied wide apart. She was wearing faded armor and her face was covered by long hair. It should be a woman.
The Priestess ran over with her tin staff tightly, and the female fighter followed closely beside her.
No matter how the Priestess shouted, there was no response from the other party.The Priestess, unwilling to think the worst, prayed to the Earth Mother for a miracle.
As a result, before she finished reading, the other party's hair fell out, revealing a decayed skeleton.
boom--
The entrance door was slammed shut, and wooden stakes were thrown into the room, rolling and rattling on the floor.
The corridor outside the door was filled with the sound of the kid laughing.
After countless battles, the kid knew very well that the adventurer would definitely not leave the woman lying on the ground alone.
