"Big trouble?"
Diego asked, expectantly. ↑, more than a month has passed since the battle that took place in Moonstream Town, and it may have been too long for peace, and he was surprised to find that there was some longing in his heart—whether he admitted it or not, that desire for adventure tempted him to set off again all the time.
"My lord, something is not quite right."
Van Cleef said with a solemn face, "I sent a small team of men to the mine yesterday to draw all the men out there, but they went in and never came back. ” "Could it be that you are lost?"
Diego asked.
After decades of excavation, the mine's roadways are crisscrossed and cobwebbed, and even miners who have worked in it for many years are afraid to guarantee that they will not get lost.
"No, it's Powell who leads the team, and this old guy won't make a mistake even if he closes his eyes."
"Or did they decide to eat at the underground shipyard and come back?"
Diego speculated irresponsibly.
"They've already eaten yesterday's dinner and today's breakfast below," Van Cleef said reproachfully, looking up at the sun, which was almost in the middle of the sky, "and it looks like they're going to have lunch there ......"
"It looks like it's really a big problem."
Diego said contentedly, trying his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, putting a worried look on his face, "I'll go and see what's going on." ” …… Diego didn't plan to bring too many people, and in his opinion, it would be enough to bring only Masrae and Guan Haifa.
But when he casually and Edith?
Blom said something he was going to do.
He found that things were out of his control.
For the dwarves, except for drinking.
There's nothing more exciting for them than exploring the mines, under the pressure of Blom's "I'll die if I don't take me" gaze.
Diego had no choice but to agree to take the entire team of dwarven shield defenders with him.
Blom, who had been promised, rushed out almost cheering, to gather his companions.
As Diego gathered up and walked out of the lord's mansion, he saw six dwarven shield guards wearing horned helmets, steel scale armor, heavy steel shields and short-handled war hammers, already waiting impatiently.
They entered the mine through the exit under the big barn south of Mooncreek - oh, this barn wasn't the one Diego had taken prisoner before.
This hole was not the actual exit from the mine, but a small secret passage that the Brotherhood of Defia had later excavated.
The real exit is on the hillside south of the town of Moon Creek, which has fallen into disrepair due to disrepair.
It's already collapsed, and even the skinniest dwarf thief can't get into it.
Through the narrow passage that swirled downward, they came to an empty tunnel that was two or three people tall and about the same width.
The tunnels were dark, but whether they were the Night Elves, the Dwarves, or even Guan Haifa, their shimmering night eyes could see in this environment, and they could only blink when they entered this dark passage from the hot noon sun.
It's just a matter of getting the pupils to adjust to the change.
But Diego has his own way.
He pulled out a pair of large goblin-style goggles from his bag and put them on his head.
This pair of goggles was made with the help of Shi Marin when creating the Death Gaze.
It is exquisitely crafted and exquisitely crafted.
Ruby-polished lenses, light and strong Mithril for frames, and straps made of demonized leather and rune cloth.
Although it is not as detectable as the Hardened Kryptonite Dog's Eye, it can detect energy fluctuations.
It can also cast Eagle Eye on the wearer, but this super modified version of the Spell Energy Goggles has a constant shimmer vision.
It can greatly improve the wearer's night vision.
As soon as you put on your goggles, the scene in front of you is immediately different.
Seeing things is like in the evening, when it just gets dark, although the vision is still not clear and a little blurry, at least you can see the outline of the human body clearly, not that you are blind.
That's enough for him.
He could see six dwarves striding a short distance ahead, and behind them, two leopards moved lightly, silently following the shadows ahead.
Looking at the dwarves tinkling all over his body, Diego bet that even the deaf could hear them from miles away.
He wondered if he would find anything else on his trip.
The mine is littered with slag and gravel, and the sturdy oak stakes and planks support the roof and cave walls, and although many years have passed, these protections are still strong and still doing their job.
On the ground of the mine, there are also some miscellaneous items such as pickaxes and minecarts.
In some places, there are also cables and rattan baskets that are about to rot into slag.
It has to be said that dwarves are born underground creatures, and although they don't know the abandoned mine as well as Diego, they can still find their way through the labyrinthine complex caverns with their natural affinity and understanding of rocks and veins.
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This surprised Diego.
"There's a bit of a lot of moisture over there, and while this mine isn't the dry and warm kind that dwarves like, we don't mind going into it."
At a three-way junction, Blom stopped and explained to Diego why they had chosen the one they were taking.
As for how to prospect for mines, the dwarf kept saying that he would not get tired for three days and three nights.
Diego nodded approvingly.
In fact, the mine was not entirely excavated by humans, and many of them were naturally occurring underground caves, which were later repaired by miners to develop into this state.
Truth be told, this mine is too long, and after decades of excavation, humans have already dug through the thick rock formations and connected the mine to the underground river deep in the mountains.
They talked in the silence of the mine, and the group walked silently through the mine.
Only the clanging of armor and the sound of "clicking" footsteps echoed through the empty tunnels, and there was darkness all around, as if a monstrous monster would pounce out of the darkness at any moment.
Just when Diego thought that he would not find anything for a while, as he entered a fork in the road, one of the dwarves who walked in front suddenly let out an exclamation.
Immediately, there was a sound of hammers pulling shields and pushing bullets to be loaded in the tunnel.
Diego took a few steps forward with his gun in his hand.
Looking over the dwarves' heads in a circle, he saw a mutilated human corpse.
The corpse crawled face down on the ground, and no fatal wounds could be seen, but the corpse seemed to have been gnawed by some kind of wild beast, and there were gnawing marks in many places.
The deceased's left hand was even bitten off entirely, bare, leaving only the part below the wrist.
Diego reached out and flipped the corpse.
Then he saw the wound that had killed the human.
The wound was located on the deceased's chest and appeared to have been punctured with some sharp object.
Almost as soon as the corpse turned over, several people smelled a strong corpse stench, and a puddle of pus flowed from under the corpse.
Diego frowned, it was impossible for a corpse that had only died overnight to this extent, it was unreasonable.
He shifted his gaze to the deceased's face, and was relieved to notice that the face covered in corpse spots was not anyone he knew.
But he immediately regretted his reckless move.
Because he felt a cold force eating away at his body, along his fingers.
Like some bloodthirsty parasite, writhing and trying to burrow deep into his body.
He lifted his numb left hand and saw that the tips of the fingers that had just touched the corpse had turned black.
He closed his eyes, feeling the evil energy that had eroded into his body, and he could feel the rotting and damning aura of that energy.
He realized that this was not an ordinary plague or disease, but a vicious plague mixed with some kind of evil energy and evil spirit power, such as the undead scourge.
He summoned the light in his body and converged on the tips of his fingers.
The holy power flowed through his fingertips like a stream of water, attacking the dark energy.
A few seconds later, with reluctance, the evil dark energy was forced out from the tip of his finger, and he seemed to hear a slight miserable scream.
When he opened his eyes again, a few wisps of black smoke were slowly dissipating into the air, and the shape looked like small skeletons, and he could even see the black holes on those skeletons that resembled facial features.
(To be continued.) )u