Even though the distance was extremely far, one could still clearly see the fingernail-sized creatures clutching the spikes on the back of the giant insect. Holding a long ditch in their hands, they probed into the pouring lava waterfall, drawing out purple-gold-shaped strips.

point of light.

Below the waterfall, there are many men in black armor gathered together. They are much smaller and their tentacles are constantly swinging.

Along the way, Li Ziqi learned a lot about the races in the dungeon. Due to the dim light, few races relied on their eyes. As a result, they evolved unique sensory tentacles.

In addition to being able to communicate like normal creatures, these tentacles are also more sensitive in perception.

Not only can you explore treasures through heavy stones, but you can also feel the distribution of mineral deposits within the stones.

The black-armored tribe in front of them relied on their excellent tentacle perception to accurately judge the magic gold in the magma.

This is a relatively arduous mining job for the Black Armored people. The amount of magic gold they can get from staying at the edge of the waterfall for a whole day is not enough for a bag, but this small bag can satisfy a tribe of thirty people for a day.

Collecting magic gold requires more skills than endurance. Even if the black-armored man lives in the underground city all day long, it will be difficult to withstand the high temperature emitted by the magma for a long time.

This must be repeated in a cycle, using the climbing ability of the black-armored giant insect to go up and down, not only to save the magic gold obtained in exchange, but also to replace it with new labor.

From a distance, we can see many Black Armor tribesmen eager to try, but only a small group is allowed to enter the mining work.

Not far away, there was a group of special black armors, either with broken arms or half of their bodies missing. They gathered in a group to explain the gathering experience to the young people.

They should be veterans. Judging from the stumps, a large number of them were work-related injuries.

Li Ziqi can feel this hardship. No matter where he is, there is no shortage of such ordinary people. Even if he wants to sympathize, he cannot.

That's how the world is.

The arrival of a group of people quickly attracted the attention of an old black armor, who leaned on an iron rod and swayed over.

"Are you guys here from another dimension? If you don't mind, go to the camp and have a rest."

This kind of hospitality made Li Ziqi very fond of him. When he was a child, his father would often give him a bowl of water when strangers came to his door.

He knew there wouldn't be any extravagant entertainment, but the enthusiasm was genuine. There was nothing evil in it, it was purely instinctive.

As for traveling, he still wants to see the truth, goodness and beauty.

Li Ziqi followed behind him, and soon came to the bottom of the waterfall. This was a pool of fire that was constantly boiling. A sun-like flare could be seen faintly at the bottom of the pool, which was extremely dazzling. Many people in black armor were aiming at the bottom of the pool.

Obviously, it is the magic gold washed down by the waterfall and gathered together to form. However, the water in the pool is too deep and they cannot salvage it with their own abilities.

As for the magic tool...

Forget it, taking away these magic gold will probably cause public outrage.

There is a path next to the fire pool that leads directly into the naturally formed limestone canyon. The impact of magma on both sides formed a group of stalactite-like gravels. A high horizontal wall was built in the distance to block the pouring magma.

Go to the right and form the fire waterfall that spans more than ten meters.

There are artificial traces on the horizontal wall. From top to bottom is a huge stone painting. In the painting, a black dragon is entrenched on the top of the mountain, constantly breathing fire.

The flame occupies almost three-quarters of the mural, and at the bottom of the flame is a man in black armor inlaid with magic gold. The skin splits from the head, and a golden light overflows from it.

It's like breaking out of the shell and being reborn in the flames.

Although it is just a mural, you can feel the majesty of the black dragon, and the steaming flames seem to really rush out of the mural. It only stays for a moment, and the internal energy seems to follow this thought and burn.

The person who carved this mural must not be an ordinary person.

The content is simple: the black-armored tribe became the most respected dragon warrior in the dungeon in the black dragon flame.

Scenes from the Black Dragon Festival.

It seems that the Black Dragon is really the religion of the dungeon.

The dragon is a bit ugly, like a lizard with two big wings.

"Sir, who can come to the underground world, he must be a great mage in the human race." The old man handed over a bright red fruit, "Try it, the wild fruit grown at home is not worth anything."

Li Ziqi took a look and saw that the fruit looked like a hawthorn, or a bit like a cherry. It was hard and hard, and he didn’t know what kind it was.

But the moment he picked up the fruit, dozens of eyes from around him looked over.

His perception is now so keen, how could he not know that these are all concentrated on the fruits, and the anticipation and greed in his eyes cannot be hidden.

The other party said it simply. I'm afraid it's a relatively rare item among the black-armored people.

The camp in front of you can be regarded as a naturally formed micro canyon. The murals occupy the largest wall, and the other two walls are dug out by these black-armored men to barely live in caves.

Li Ziqi's arrival was obviously big news. One and a half-year-old children ran out, looking around, paying more attention to Maggie and Xiao Ju.

He was almost completely naked except for straw sandals made of unknown material hanging on his feet. His face was dry and yellow, and his body was even thinner, but the curiosity in his eyes could not be concealed.

They have obviously never seen a woman with tender skin and a big shiny cat.

This look reminded Li Ziqi of the first time he saw a Land Rover in the countryside. At that time, he thought it was the tank on TV.

From the first meeting, he was reminded of the desire to break into the city.

Why can't he drive a luxury car?

So, I fell into the pit of part-time work.

Looking at the envious looks in their eyes, Li Ziqi knew clearly that many of these people would leave this small camp.

If you try your luck in the world of mortals, most people will grow old exhausted.

Without thinking any more, he grabbed the fruit and took a bite. It was so hard that his teeth almost fell off. What followed was an unbearable sourness. If he hadn't looked at the old man's eyes, he would have crawled on the ground and vomited.

This fruit is not only unripe, but also extremely unpalatable. I really didn’t expect that anyone would treat it as a treasure.

He called Ange over, took out cherry tomatoes from the space, and gave one to each person. He had grown a lot of these snacks and didn't care about them.

Although they looked exactly the same, when the black-armored little girl bit into it and the pink juice splashed out, the old man immediately panicked and waved his hand quickly: "You can't have it, this thing is too valuable, you can't have it."

As he said this, he was about to put away the cherry tomatoes, but the little guy didn't pay attention to this, took the thing and got into the hole and disappeared.

The old man scratched his head and didn't know how to explain it. He could only say awkwardly: "I will pay you the magic gold for this thing."

Li Ziqi shook his head. This naive attitude was familiar. What farmers fear most is to receive favors from others. Even if they are a little bit, they have to find a way to pay them back.

What is not worth it to him may be a favor that cannot be repaid in their eyes.

Not wanting to embarrass the other party, he said directly: "I heard that the black-armored giant insect is good at traveling underground. I came here rashly without the right tools and wanted to buy one. Oh, by the way, it looks like we strangers have broken in.

, you are not afraid at all."

The old man smiled: "What's the use of our small tribe in your eyes? As long as the ghost master behind you doesn't extract our souls. As for those from other planes, although they are rare in our camp, there are still some in the underground city.

There are quite a few new faces, almost every day. When I was young, I went to the Black Dragon Square and found it acceptable. If I were a young person, I might not be able to entertain you."

After explaining, a trace of embarrassment immediately flashed across his face: "As for the black-armored giant insect, you may not be able to buy it. Recently, our production is limited, and the tribe has to collect magic gold. The Elf Queen has issued an order for those of us who can produce metal

There is a large supply of different races. Although the price is high, the indicators are also higher, otherwise the little black armor who is not yet an adult would not be allowed to go into battle."

Can’t buy it?

Didn’t the information provided by Bubble Bobble say that the black-armored giant insect is not urgently needed?

After taking a look at the mountain wall, there were indeed many young men in black armor working.

"What's going on recently? Is there such a shortage of magic gold?"

The black-armored old man shook his head: "I don't know the details. It seems that a skeleton monarch has risen in the disaster plane. His current attack is very intense. He is about to unify the disaster continent. This time the magic gold

It seems to be supporting the disaster plane."

Plane of disaster?

"Archimedes?" Li Ziqi couldn't help shouting.

Shh!

The old beetle quickly came over and asked him to keep his voice down.

This gesture made Li Ziqi amused. He just said his name as if he was going to behead him.

"What's going on? Has the monarch of the disaster plane dispersed here? It's just a skeleton."

"What skeleton? That's the Purple Gold Monarch, a new star rising in the plane of the dead. Do you know his recent record? He attacked the same level monarch and won all seventeen battles. Such a capable Necromancer has not appeared for a long time.

Yes, I heard that when the disaster planes are unified, a plane war is likely to break out, so magic gold is in such short supply."

Li Ziqi scratched his head. He knew Archimedes had potential, but it wasn't to this extent.

"Well, I remember that magic gold is used to set up magic circles. It is not of much help to the undead. What's the use of supplying so much? Do skeletons also make magic gold weapons?" Li Zi asked strangely.

"What do you know?" Old Heijia came over and whispered: "Do you know why the Skeleton Lord is so strong?"

Li Ziqi shook his head.

Old Heijia said more and more carefully: "This is what a friend of mine from far away said. I heard that he received guidance and rewards from a god. All the magic gold was used to build an altar for him. It seems that he has a relationship with the god.
Chapter completed!