Broad World

The Underdark is so quiet when nothing unexpected happens, that even one's own breathing and heartbeat can be heard clearly. At this time, on a circular stone platform, a man and a woman were sweating profusely in an intense "exercise", and from time to time they would let out bursts of groans (groans) that made the blood spurt.

They were so absorbed in enjoying the moment of joy that they didn't seem to notice the monster approaching quietly from behind.

It has a pair of eagle-like sharp claws and a beak with a sharp beak. Its head looks like an enlarged vulture with a pair of compound eyes on both sides. Its body is covered with a hard gray carapace that extends from the shoulders. With two hooked arms, it looks like some kind of eagle-tortoise hybrid.

However, anyone with a little common sense would know that this is the famous ambusher in the Underdark - the Dreadclaw. They are about three meters tall and weigh up to two hundred kilograms, and they basically appear in groups, ranging from five or six to dozens. They can be called one of the most common underground hunters.

Of course, in a sense, Dreadclaws can barely be regarded as intelligent creatures, because they can not only speak the Underground Common Language, but also know how to use simple strategies. Once they find that the enemy is too powerful, they will immediately kill them With its hook-like arms, it climbs walls to escape.

There is no doubt that the guy in front of him is not alone, because there are five other monsters approaching silently above his head. A very typical Dreadclaw family, with an adult parent and several children hunting together.

But it's a pity that they chose the wrong target this time, because the ones who are "moving" fiercely are none other than the bestial Henry and the provocative (teaser) Viconia. One is a senior priest with a priest level of up to fifteen, and the other is a terrifying legendary spellcaster. They had noticed these monsters as soon as they appeared, and the reason why they didn't move was that it was at a critical moment, and no one wanted to stop.

Seeing that the Dreadclaw had just entered the warning range of about ten meters, Henry didn't even look at it, and directly grabbed the "Uster Teller's Dust Staff" that was put aside and pointed at it casually.

moment!

A bright green light flashed, and the Dreadclaw, which was about to sneak up, was broken into a small pile of powder.

"Aha... this is really great... I think you can also get rid of the ones on the top of your head by the way... save them from disturbing us... good thing..." Viconia speeded up The speed of the waist twisted, while breathing violently (panting) made a suggestion. The killing made her feel extra exciting, and she couldn't stop because she was so excited.

"As you wish... Charming lady..." Henry raised his staff and fired the remaining two shots of "Dissociation" to the top of his head, and the other two approaching Dreadclaws also turned into The green powder fell down. The remaining three only found that the situation was not good. Climb quickly along walls. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the darkness.

Obviously, with the current situation of the two of them, there is no way to catch up, so they decided to stop talking to the fleeing monsters and concentrate on the final sprint. Soon, under the double stimulation, they simultaneously achieved an unprecedented pleasure. They hugged each other tightly, their whole bodies twitched from time to time, and it took a long time for their hyperactive nerves to calm down.

After a few minutes, Viconia took a deep breath. Standing up slowly, I let the white mucus slide down my thighs. She glanced at Henry who was still sitting there resting and teased: "Although it is a bit rough, it has a different taste. Maybe you can consider frequent "beastly hair" a few times. I enjoy this process very much."

"Thank you, I will think about it. But let's clean it up and leave now. I think our sounds and body odor are quite conspicuous here. The few claw monsters just now can explain the problem well. Let's talk about it later. Maybe there will be more monsters." Henry raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the "magic trick" instantly cleaned up all the unclean things on the two of them.

"Why, are you still afraid of just a few monsters?" Viconia asked with a full face after putting on the close-fitting clothes.

Henry chuckled and shook his head: "No, I just hate trouble. I'm strong enough now, and I don't need to use those monster corpses to prove anything."

Viconia quickly put the red dragon armor back on her body. Then he spread his hands indifferently: "Well, it makes sense, this kind of meaningless killing should be avoided as much as possible. You see, I can still keep myself in the neutral camp."

"Yes, it is worthy of encouragement. I hope you will persevere as always." After speaking, Henry put on the last magic item, and grabbed the staff of the archmage.

He himself is positive about Viconia's willingness to take the initiative to transform into a neutral camp. But it's hard to say whether this will be successful. After all, there are so many people in this world, but apart from druids and rangers, there are hardly many people who can stick to the path of absolute neutrality.

As a person with dominant rational thinking, Henry never expects Viconia to be in the same camp as him, as long as she can remain chaotic neutral or lawful neutral. As for kindness, I dare not even think about it. Anyway, as long as it is not evil, it is fine. Otherwise, it will be impossible to arrange in some important positions in the future.

The two quickly dressed and returned to the camp along the original road. Maybe it's because of the distance, or maybe the magic runes near the altar have a sound-proof effect. In short, the soldiers seem to have heard nothing, and they are still resting quietly with their eyes closed. Except for the slight footsteps of the sentries on duty, there is almost no sound. Not even Aberdare and Corgan snored.

Scanning the entire camp, Henry nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that everything is normal during our departure. Go and rest. There should be a little more than eight hours before the departure from the camp, which is enough for a good night's sleep."

"Ah... aha... well, I happen to be tired too, you know that the exercise just now consumes a lot of energy." Viconia opened her mouth and yawned, then returned to the corner with a wink He wrapped his cloak tightly and soon fell asleep.

"This is really a thrilling day, and I can finally take a good rest." Henry took out a sleeping bag with emotion, got into it and closed his eyes. To be honest, he hadn't closed his eyes for dozens of hours, and his mental state was already at the end of his strength. Now as soon as he was safe, he felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep in just a few seconds.

I don't know how long I slept for this sleep, maybe a dozen hours, maybe a whole day. In short, when Henry woke up again, more than 2,000 soldiers had already set out, and he himself was lying on a cart pulled by the Ross beast, and slowly moved forward with the team.

"Haha, you can really sleep. You didn't wake up until now." The mischievous Aimeng suddenly brought his face closer and shouted.

Henry gently pushed the girl's head away, rubbed her swollen eyes and asked, "What time is it now, and where are we now?"

He could feel that he must have slept for a long time, because there was a faint bitter taste in his mouth, which meant that twenty-four hours had passed since the battle with the incarnation of Rose, otherwise the sense of taste would never return to normal .

Solaufen, who was following the cart, immediately took out a crumpled animal skin from his arms and laid it out, bowed very respectfully: "Your Majesty, we are currently in the middle of this tunnel, as long as we pass safely The gathering place of the Kou Tao murlocs ahead. It won’t take long to reach another exit.”

"Oh? It seems that we have been marching for a long time. Besides, who did you learn the etiquette and accent of a human noble?" Henry asked, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"What? Is there something wrong?" Solaufen asked innocently with widened eyes.

Henry laughed and waved his hands: "Hahahaha, no. It's very good, even the etiquette teacher can't find any faults. I just feel a little awkward, after all, you looked different a few days ago, so it's a little... funny. "

Hearing this explanation, Solaufen explained with a bitter face: "No way, Huelva said yesterday that human society pays great attention to etiquette. If I do not do well, I may be rejected by the noble class. In order to be more I just learned a little bit about integrating into the surface society.”

"My friend, in fact, whether it is human society or dark elf society, they all have one thing in common, that is, the strong are respected. As long as you don't make some rude actions on purpose, relying on your fighter and mage level, There is no need to look at the faces of those ordinary people. Remember. You are a baron conferred by me personally, and you have your own fief, so there is no need to look at anyone's faces."

Henry hated the overly cumbersome aristocratic etiquette of humans and elves, and thought it was a waste of time and useless. He is very clear that others fear him because of his strength and status, and it has nothing to do with the so-called etiquette.

Solaufen was stunned for a long time before recovering. Immediately nodded very solemnly: "Please rest assured, I will fulfill the obligations that a baron should have. I will never embarrass you."

"You are too serious. In fact, it is very easy to be a nobleman. You only need to manage your own property and pay part of the tax at the same time. In addition, in the event of a war, you need to pay a certain percentage of military service..." Just before Henry was ready to give When the rookie baron was explaining what kind of responsibilities nobles need to bear and what kind of rights they enjoy at the same time, there was a faint sound of fighting in front of them.

He immediately waved his hand to signal the convoy to stop, and asked Antleb, who was in charge of the team, loudly, "What's going on? Has our vanguard been attacked by monsters?"

"No, it wasn't us who were attacked, but a group of subterranean dwarves. It seems that they had a little conflict with the Kuu Tao Yuren, and the two sides were fighting fiercely." Antleb quickly ran over to report.

"Gnome?" Henry frowned slightly. "How many people do they have? How is the equipment?"

Antleb quickly beckoned to the scouts next to him, who immediately understood the meaning, and bowed deeply with one hand on his chest: "My lord, there are about 800 to 1,000 of these subterranean dwarves, among them Women and children accounted for more than half, and they also carried a lot of luggage with them. I suspect that they are migrating with their families."

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