Homer carved a teleportation magic circle in the altar area, but Downton was worried that he would hit undead monsters after teleporting there, so for safety, he chose to enter the Holy Prayer Cathedral through the sewer.
"Brother, someone is following us!" After walking in the sewer with water covering his insteps for less than half an hour, Hutao wrinkled his little nose and smelled the fish-man's smell, "It's the underground fish-man!"
"Homer, release the shaman prisoner." Downton looked back and saw nothing in the dark.
The war space opened, and the old fish-man shaman fell out. Before he could see his surroundings clearly, a foot stepped on his face, causing his head to plunge into the mud.
Wululu!
The unlucky shaman spit out a string of bubbles and filled his mouth with foul water.
"Let him go ahead and shout at the same time, if the fishmen dare to take action, I will demolish their lair." Downton waved his hand, not even bothering to increase the number of demon servants, and let the team set off.
Jackson ran back, put a rope around the shaman's neck, and pulled him to the front.
The shaman was slow at first, and even shouted at Downton, trying to negotiate, but was kicked by Jackson's big foot and broke two ribs.
The following murlocs witnessed this scene and whispered, worried about being caught, so they deliberately opened a longer distance.
In fact, Downton killed a lot of fishmen last time. Half of the adult warriors of this tribe died. Even if they were killed, they would not dare to cause trouble to Downton. The current surveillance is just to worry about him going to his lair. As for the
Rescue the shaman? They have thought about it, but they don't have the strength.
The ghouls were wearing heavy armor. Even if they stood and were cut by the murlocs, it would still take half a day.
They arrived at the back garden of the cathedral without any danger. Downton led the team along the old road and went straight to the underground floor.
"Should we go to the right this time?" Hutao tiptoed and looked inside. Walking to the left is the altar area.
Let the two ghouls go first, followed by Jackson thirty meters behind, and then the main force. Finally, there are six ghouls behind them.
Downton still did not let Celes use the lighting technique, but carried the oil lamp forward.
In the dim corridor, apart from the sound of footsteps, there was only the sound of slight breathing. It was eerily quiet, as if everything was dead and there was no breath of life.
"Everyone stop. Master, there is a problem!" After walking for 500 meters, he did not see the end of the corridor, but kept turning left. Quasimodo stood still and reminded Downton.
"We already knew it." Hu Tao looked at the grimoire in Celes's arms, "Homer, have you found a way to crack it?"
"Keep going!" Homer urged. "I'll tell you when we hit the milestone."
"Big guy, even if you don't say it, we know it." Jackson looked down on Quasimodo and felt that his status was threatened. So he targeted him and smeared his image in Downton's mind, "You are just a servant, you have no master.
Orders, do not give orders privately."
"Remember it!" Quasimodo stopped talking.
"Don't worry about it. If you notice something is wrong, just say it directly." Downton didn't care. The taciturn Quasimodo actually made him appreciate it more.
After walking another hundred meters, there was a bang, and a skeleton soldier suddenly fell from the ceiling and hit Celes.
Downton drew his sword, and the dragon bomb shot out, hitting the skeleton soldier and blowing it into bone sticks flying in the sky.
This guy seemed to have sounded the horn of attack. Rune arrays lit up on the surrounding walls, and more and more skeleton soldiers fell down.
"Go protect Celes!"
After receiving the order, Quasimodo took two steps, ran across a distance of nearly eight meters, and appeared next to the Death Banshee. With a wave of his hand, he smashed the skeleton that hit her.
As soon as a skeleton crawled out of the ground, its head was kicked off by Hu Tao.
"Ghoul, V-shaped formation, assault!" Downton pulled out his knight sword, dual-wielding weapons, and rushed to the front of the team. The little loli followed closely behind, and then he shot a whirlwind in a circle.
, like a naginata, shattering the skeletons intercepted along the way.
Everyone who had already had the experience of breaking through the maze magic circle did not panic and moved forward step by step.
Celes released the lighting technique, and the skeleton soldiers reflected in the light were so detailed that even the mold growing on the bones could be seen.
With the powerful protection of Quasimodo, the Death Banshee can cast spells without any worries.
After the long spell ended, a black cloud floated out, followed by a dense rain of ice spears. They were like sharp spears, smashing the skeleton soldiers into pieces.
During these twenty days, Celes was supervised by Homer and learned a lot of group attack magic.
"Quasimodo, you are the vanguard!"
Downton stepped back.
"As you command!" Quasimodo charged, and every time his strong feet stepped on the ground, it was like the roar of a war drum, trampling out bones and dregs all over the ground.
Click! Click!
Downton wore an order suit, dual-wielded weapons, and charged, with a fierce attack. However, compared to Quasimodo, the visual impact was still inferior.
Without martial arts or weapons, Quasimodo, as a war machine, relied entirely on his tyrannical body and brute force to crush him all the way.
It has no idea what dodging is, and even if the skeleton soldiers' spears and blunt knives hit it, it can't cause any damage.
Seeing Quasimodo plowing through the skeleton soldiers like a chariot without stopping, Jackson was envious.
Compared to the panic last time, the team's advancement this time was more orderly. With Quasimodo, the blow from the front of the team was completely negligible.
It's a pity that these skeletons are summoned creatures generated by magic, and no soul remains will be produced after death, otherwise it would be a great harvest.
"That's it!" Homer shot an arrow and pointed at a tile on the ceiling.
"I'll do it!" Hutao volunteered, sprinted, stepped on Quasimodo's thigh, jumped on his shoulders, then squatted down, exerted his legs, and rushed towards the ceiling. At the moment of approach,
, swinging out the battle ax.
Boom, the rocks fell, and the surrounding monsters immediately melted like ice and snow, disappearing without a trace.
A long, narrow, dark corridor appeared in the team's field of vision.
After turning the corner and walking to the end, everyone came to a stone door.
"I feel like I'm going to be a locksmith." Homer complained, and stretched out his elemental arm to unlock the magic lock.
After waiting for less than three minutes, the stone door was opened by Homer.
"Illumination!" Downton stopped Hu Tao who was about to rush in impatiently.
Celes pointed her staff forward, and three light clusters shot towards the ceiling. The dazzling light was like mercury pouring down the ground, staining every inch of the war workshop.
"Wow!" Hu Tao exclaimed, her eyes widening for a moment.
The others were not much better, looking curiously at the facilities in the war workshop.
In a workshop about the size of two football fields, rows of glass vessels five meters high and two meters in diameter are neatly placed, filled with light green liquid and soaked with abominations.
"Why should we soak them in it?" Walnut was confused and ran to a glass jar. "Look, there are bubbles. They seem to be breathing?"
"The armor is not properly preserved and will rust, not to mention abhorrent. They are consumables and need to be maintained more carefully." Homer floated out and released the Eye of the Abyss. "These facilities not only preserve abominations, but also treat them at the same time.
It is being strengthened.”
"What are those tubes for?" Jackson saw many thick tubes inserted into each glass vessel, like blood vessels, which looked scary.
"With your IQ, even if I explain it, you still can't understand it."
"I'm at least smarter than Hu Tao." Jackson was unconvinced.
"What did you say?" Hu Tao looked at Jackson, showing a tiger tooth, "Do you want to fight one on one?"
"Downton, you have made a fortune. The entire workshop has built a hundred petri dishes, each with an abomination in it. Judging from the labels on them, they have been soaked for at least fifty years. They are more powerful than ordinary abomination warriors.
Awesome." Homer saw some small notes on the can, which stated the date of production, materials, and process of the abomination.
It has to be said that the mysterious master is very talented. After detailed sorting and comparison of the collected data, he can determine what method of creating hatred is more cost-effective and more effective in combat!
"How to wake them up?" Downton knocked on the container, looked at the jars arranged on both sides, and felt the urge to laugh up to the sky.
This is one of the strongest heavy infantry in the Western Continent. There are a hundred of them. If they were all wearing heavy armor, they could completely crush a human infantry regiment of 500 people.
All Liszt can rely on is the security team of Morning Mist Town and their private soldiers. Now that Downton has this hateful army, there is no need to worry about him at all.
"Hutao, Celes, go pick two abominations to be your bodyguards!" Downton was very generous. Anyway, with the abomination workshop and Homer as a scholar, if you want abominations in the future, you can just continue to make them.
"Just smash it, right?" Hutao was about to pick up the tomahawk.
"Don't." Homer stopped him, "Do you want them to die suddenly? To wake them up requires at least five steps."
Celes wanted to escape, but unfortunately she was a step too late.
"Celeste, come here, this is your job!"
Looking at the magic flame text, the Death Banshee's face turned bitter. She hated corpses.
"Jackson, check the surroundings, Quasimodo, protect Celes." Downton was ready to meditate, but he was not interested in this knowledge.
"Promise to complete the mission." Jackson gave a Frankfurt military salute and left happily. It wanted to show off and also wanted a hateful bodyguard.
After Homer locked the stone door, Downton drank a magic energy extraction potion and began to meditate.
The soul angels exude white light, like twinkling warm stars, dotted around Downton, and their wings are even more gorgeous.
Walnut was like a civet cat, running around as if looking for treasure, but a moment later, he heard Jackson's scream.
"Master, help me, there is a monster!" (To be continued...)
