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"Shall we go in?"
Masrae asked in a low voice.
"Perhaps."
Diego replied with some uncertainty, but he felt that it would not be possible to go in and report back to Sal, "Maybe we should go in and see what happened." ” "How do we get in?"
Diego spread his hands, although he knew that the cave was inhabited by cavemen, and some members of the Shadow Council who worshiped demons also occupied part of the cave, but he wasn't sure if these guys were in collusion with the Fireblade Clan, or if they were part of Fireblade at all.
"I don't know, but I think someone must be watching this place in the dark."
He turned his head and glanced at the tents not far away.
The guys who live in the Flame Rift don't leave a secret sentry on their doorstep, and they're not stupid enough to do that.
"Well, looks like we're going to need to be careful."
Masrae whispered as he lunged to the ground and transformed into a cheetah before touching the ground.
Then, seconds later, he completely disappeared from Diego's sight.
"Well, it's really a stealing thing."
Diego sighed helplessly, and he tossed the heavy, heavy woollen robe aside and took out his lizardskin cloak.
"Stay here and watch our way back."
He turned his head and whispered to Guan Haifa.
The latter let out a low roar and disappeared into the shadows of the tent.
Diego had to admit that of the three, his talent for being a thief was the worst, and even Guan Haifa's stealth skills were better than his, and he sighed, covering himself with the lizard skin, and groped for the narrow crevice.
He walked along the rock crevice for about ten meters, and a huge underground space suddenly appeared in front of him.
The cave was bigger than the one outside where the black market was located, and the cave was dotted with large and small lakes of hot lava, with bubbles of slurry coming out of the ground from time to time and bursting open on the surface of the lake with a "poof" sound.
Above the largest lava lake, a wide rock-formed bridge spans it.
Deeper into the cave.
Obviously, what he saw was only a small part of the massive cavern.
At this end of the stone bridge, several orcs sat on wooden chests, muttering something in a low voice.
This should be the guards guarding the bridge.
Diego climbed a few steps forward.
Until he felt like he had touched something furry.
He knew it was Masrae, who was on stealth.
"Can you settle them?"
Diego asked in a whisper in an inaudible voice, feeling that he had no way of approaching or even getting them without making a sound.
"I can summon a strong wind to lift them into the lava lake," Masrae replied in an equally low voice.
It's a cruel thing.
Because of the impact of the strong wind, these orcs who were thrown into the magma could not even scream, and they would be burned alive.
But Masrae knew he had to.
He crept in the shadows towards the bridge, but just as he walked into the clearing not far from the bridge, a dark shadow sprang in his direction with incredible speed.
It was a big reddish-brown dog.
The dog seemed to be more vicious than any other dog in human life.
Its neck is very thick and looks thicker than its head.
Its back was covered with porcupine-like spines, two of which were thicker than the others, standing tall like a scorpion's tail.
It has two large pointed horns behind its ears.
The claw is not the five-toed shape of a canine, but a sharp, bony claw.
Its mouth was full of white teeth, and its saliva hung from the yellowed dog's teeth like a slimy rope.
At this moment, the beast was stopped a few steps in front of Masrae, twitching and trembling with its nose in his direction.
It is clear that it is finalizing the location of the hidden enemy.
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"Hell, it's Cerberus, where did this come from?"
Diego shouted in horror in his heart.
In his memory, the beast was not a canine.
It's just a demon that resembles a big dog, and it's the nemesis of the spellcaster.
Their eyes have deteriorated, relying solely on their sense of smell and talent (Cerberus is several times more sensitive to magic than other creatures) to spot enemies.
Knowing that he was about to be fully exposed, Masrae did not hesitate at all, and let out a wild roar.
Fiercely pounced.
Truth be told, Cerberus's talent lies in their powerful ability to perceive spellcasters, and when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, they are not particularly strong, so under the ferocious cheetah pounce, it quickly falls.
But this time.
The orcs at the head of the bridge were already alarmed, and they took up their weapons and rushed towards this direction with a shout.
At the same time, in a recess in the distant rock wall, a robed figure stepped out of the shadows.
It was an orc warlock, and this Cerberus was clearly his demonic pet!
The filthy dark green energy shone in his hands, eventually condensing into a beam of shadow arrows that shot towards Masre.
But the latter made a quick leap and dodged, but an orc who touched his back and tried to sneak up on him covered his face and fell.
"Retreat!
Masrae, let's go!
Diego fired several shots at the Warlock—not to inflict damage, but to suppress.
He knew that they had been completely exposed, and in the depths of the cave in the distance, longing figures were running towards them.
What they need to think about now is how to get out.
He tore a few smoke bombs from behind his waist and threw them far away, and in just a few seconds, the entire clearing was covered in smoke, and for a moment, there was a loud scream in the smoke.
Immediately afterward, he saw the figure of the cheetah silently groping out of the edge of the smoke and running towards it.
Diego's mind was settled, and he turned around and ran towards the entrance.
He sped through the crevices.
"I hope the gunfire didn't alarm the dark sentry outside."
He prayed in his heart.
However, as soon as he stepped out of the crevice, he saw a black hole with the muzzle of a gun aimed at him.
Diego was so frightened that he rolled almost instinctively to one side, then quickly picked up his gun and aimed it at the other man.
"Don't move, if you don't want to die with me."
A slick voice rang out, and the owner of the voice was the goblin merchant who had sold him his horns, and he was holding a goblin musket in his hand.
His eyes were fixed on Diego's index finger pressed against the trigger, and there was no doubt that if that finger moved, he would shoot the same.
He wasn't aiming at Diego's, but at his head, which made Diego depressed for a while, and if he had aimed at his chest, Diego would have already been on fire - he was wearing 'Asnar's food', shooting at him, who was afraid of whom!
The two of them confronted each other with their guns raised like this, Diego was impatient in his heart, and he didn't have time to rub against this goblin with the pursuers of the brigade behind.
"What am I talking about?
What am I talking about?
I knew there was something wrong with you two!
The goblin smirked and laughed, his whole body trembling with excitement, which made Diego worry that his fingers would be unsteady and go wrong.
At that moment, a black shadow pounced out from the shadow of the tent behind the goblin, knocking the goblin to the ground and biting hard.
But at the same time, the gun in the hands of the goblin rang out.
Diego craned his neck and sniffed the scorching stench in the air, the bullet almost grazing his sideburns and burning all the hair there.
However, what is even more alarming is that the entire black market is alarmed by the sound of gunfire.
As far as Diego could see, almost all the vendors pulled a weapon out of their tent and rushed towards him.
"Damn it!"
Diego couldn't help but curse to himself.
He should have known that the Fireblade Clan had not placed enough guards outside of his lair.
This whole black market is simply opened by them!
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(To be continued.) )