Broad World

The tunnel located on the west side of Uster Natha City has always been the most chaotic place in this Underdark region.

Kou-tao murlocs, beholders, direclaws, earth hulks, all kinds of monsters compete for the limited living space in this narrow and barren underground. Fighting and conflicts happen from time to time, and even the dark elves are not too sure. I am willing to get close to here, and according to legend, there is an ancient altar dedicated to the devil prince Demogorgon in the deepest part. Some people once went to try to gain power through sacrifices, but none of them came back alive.

Stationed in such a place, Antleb said that it was very stressful. Even with twenty strong war trolls and nearly 2,000 human and dark elf soldiers around him, he didn't feel safe at all. If it wasn't for the irritable silver dragon watching from the side, he would have led everyone out of here to the surface long ago.

"Boss, we can't wait any longer. If we can't find a pasture as soon as possible, then these Loth beasts won't survive long." A dark elf assassin whispered.

After this army left Uster Natha, it did not immediately go to the western tunnel, but instead attacked the underground pasture behind the eastern tunnel, snatching nearly half of them, more than 10,000 fat and strong animals Roth Beast, and the others fled in all directions due to fright, and were never found.

As the most important source of meat and animal power underground, its role is well known to all dark elves. As long as there are enough Loth beasts, it means that there will be no need to starve, so it has received considerable attention. Some drow warriors even drove them to eat some moss in a safe place nearby, so as not to starve to death due to lack of food.

However, it is clear that this situation cannot last long. The narrow and complicated terrain of the west tunnel does not have much room at all. There is no way to support so many Ross beasts. If it cannot reach the surface within two or three days. Then they will start to die in large numbers, and at most one tenth of the ten thousand will survive, which is not enough to feed more than two thousand people.

After hearing the reminder from his subordinates, Antleb spread his hands helplessly: "I have no choice now, unless someone can persuade that silver dragon, no one will be able to leave. How about... you go and try?"

The dark elf assassin immediately turned pale with fright, and shook his head desperately: "Don't! Don't! Don't you see the anger in her eyes? I don't want to be torn to pieces by the dragon's claws."

Almost everyone could feel the hatred for the dark elves in Adalon's eyes. It was an undisguised feeling, so strong, as long as you are not a fool, you will definitely not find yourself unhappy at this time. Antleb even suspected that if the dragon egg could not be retrieved safely, she might go mad and attack all the dark elves present.

At the same time, Jaheira on the other side is trying to negotiate to let Adalon's enlarged troops leave first. She carefully worded, trying to avoid those more sensitive parts.

"My honorable lady, we can understand your current mood. But don't worry. Henry will definitely be able to successfully bring the egg back without any damage..."

"Stupid mortals! You don't understand how terrifying the gods are. Did you hear the violent explosion just now? It came from the direction of Uster Natha. My poor child may not have time He was born dead. Huh, huh, huh..." Aidaron began to cry loudly as he spoke.

As a priest of Bahamut, the god of dragons. She could easily sense the evil power that belonged to Rose in the distant battle, so she had already given up her eggs rationally, and was going to vent her anger on these dark elves. The reason why they haven't done anything yet is just a little luck, so the large troops have been prevented from moving out.

Seeing the tears rolling down in Yinlong's eyes, Aberdell sighed softly and comforted him: "Ma'am, you are too pessimistic. Before I left, Henry had already managed to get the egg and put it in With the dimensional bag, it will not be destroyed even if the battle is fierce, so you can wait quietly for a while."

"You still have the face to mention this! When you used magic teleportation just now, you should have brought back my eggs together! Idiot!" Not only did Adalon not appreciate it, but he also bit back like a mad dog.

Although silver dragons are in the good camp, giant dragons are giant dragons, and once their true nature is exposed, they are almost as disgusting as evil dragons. Especially the unreasonable and unforgiving attitude, even Aberdell, who has always been good-tempered, was so angry that the veins on his forehead couldn't help popping out.

Jasira discovered this situation in time, and hurriedly pulled it hard, and then whispered in her ear: "Calm down, don't be impulsive. Just treat her as a mother who just had a child."

"I'm not born...I'm not angry..." Aberdell took a deep breath and muttered to himself.

He forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, and quickly regained his senses, then turned his face and asked in a low voice: "What to do, this silver dragon doesn't listen to anything at all, I bet she must be hitting those dark elf warriors idea."

"There's no way, we can only delay it now, and we'll talk about everything when Henry comes back." As he spoke, Jasira pressed his temples hard. Thinking of Aidaron's about to go crazy, her head immediately began to ache.

At this time, Viconia suddenly came over and suggested: "Should we gather people together, while the silver dragon is not paying attention..."

Speaking of this, she had a vicious expression on her face, and then she scratched her neck with her fingers, making a throat-cutting motion. Obviously, the intention of this ruthless drow priestess is to...

Slay the dragon!

"Hey! This plan is good. I have long thought that I should kill that annoying female dragon, peel off her skin, and rob her of all her treasures." Korgan stroked his bushy beard and greedily agreed. Evil dwarf berserkers don't take chances to make a fortune easily, and even if they don't have any treasure, dragon hides, blood, and bones can fetch a fortune.

"Idiots! I can assure you that if you accidentally provoke Adalon, you will be hunted down by all the metal dragons in the entire south. Behind her is the entire Church of Bahamut!" Jasila finally A word was almost yelled out with his throat stuck. She was almost going crazy with the guys from these two evil camps, and her teeth were creaking.

Viconia heard that the gods were involved. Immediately frowned: "So we can't afford to provoke her?"

Jasila sneered and said sarcastically, "What do you think? If you want to die, please don't drag us down."

"Okay. Don't be noisy. This matter is over. Be quiet, the team leader may be back soon, it's best not to be seen by him." Aberdell stood up at a critical moment and made a mess . He knew very well that he couldn't suppress these teammates with different ideas, so he didn't hesitate to lift Henry out to suppress the formation.

Although Korgan was fearless, he didn't dare to offend Henry easily, so he put on a bad face, went back to the corner muttering, and sat down on the ground.

Seeing that this crazy dwarf gave up the idea of ​​​​slaying the dragon. The rest of the people couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, and Aberdair and Jasila even looked at each other, and shook their heads with wry smiles in unison. Ever since they left the Arcatraz, they have hardly had a moment to relax, and their spirits have always been tense. Now they are a little tired, so their tempers have become a little irritable, and quarrels are inevitable.

Just when everyone closed their eyes and meditated, a group of dark elves appeared in the tunnel. They were well-trained and quietly approached the place where the goods were piled up. Here are stored a large number of weapons and armor looted from dark elf cities. In order to prevent confusion, it is not directly stuffed into the dimension bag.

The guy in the lead gestured. Immediately afterwards, a thief rushed up quickly, and knocked the soldier on guard unconscious with a stick, and the guy who followed behind pried open the box without saying a word, and began to carry one by one. Their movements were so swift that they cleared a whole box of weapons in the blink of an eye.

"Aha, sure enough, as I expected, these people really grabbed a lot of good things. Look at this long sword, it is definitely Uster Nazar's top craftsmanship, whether it is sold or sold. Pretty good to keep for yourself." It was none other than Jarlaxle who spoke. And the dark elves around him knew without asking, they must all be members of Dayet's independent mercenary group.

Obviously, after this guy left the city, he didn't run away immediately. Instead, he chose to lie in ambush here, planning to take the opportunity to get another vote. I have to say that he is really very courageous, even stealing in a military camp with more than 2,000 people, he is not afraid of being blocked.

The adjutant Weishaqi glanced at the leader's smug expression, lowered his voice and reminded: "Boss, I suggest that you better not be too greedy, or you will be finished if you are discovered. We have less than a hundred people now, and here But there are two thousand troops."

Jarlaxle patted the other party's shoulder with a smile and comforted him, "There's nothing to worry about. Don't you see that those guys are all nervous by the silver dragon, and no one will notice us at all. Don't worry, take it boldly." , Take as much as you can, who knows if there will be such a good opportunity in the future."

"Okay, you are the leader, you have the final say. But I always have a bad feeling, as if something bad is about to happen." After speaking, Visaki immediately put himself into the work of directing the transportation.

"Hey, it's this time, who else will notice us..." Jarlaxle looked greedily at the boxes piled up on the car, and muttered to himself. Before he could finish speaking, a teasing voice suddenly came from the darkness.

"Like me!"

"Who is it?! Come out now, or I'll be impolite." Jarlaxle suddenly became nervous, and instantly pulled out the weapon from his waist to assume a fighting posture.

"Haha, it's really sad that you can't even hear my voice. But I can give you a kind reminder that all the things you are carrying now belong to me."

With the lingering sound of these words, a silver-haired and silver-eyed human teenager walked out of the darkness, it was Henry who had just arrived from Kangus. With a playful smile on his face, he looked up and down the handsome mercenary leader in front of him, and at the same time sighed that the other party was really brave enough to choose such a perfect time to steal things. (To be continued..)