Following the increasingly louder voices, Downton ran quickly through the spiderweb-like cave. Twenty minutes later, he stood at the entrance of a large rock wall.
From a high position, Downton saw the person he was looking for.
This was a team of five magicians. Judging from their ordinary equipment, their strength must be average. Downton hid and eavesdropped on their conversation.
"Haha, I really made a fortune this time. I didn't expect to catch a native. You said handing him over to the captain, what reward can we get?"
"You are stupid. Take him directly to see the captain. You will definitely not lose your position as captain of a hundred."
"It's a pity that our strength is too weak. Otherwise, if we let him take us to his tribe, we would definitely plunder and drink some soup."
"I also want to taste the taste of an indigenous woman. I don't want good looks, just the tribal style!"
"Come on, your body will definitely be broken by the legs of an aboriginal woman. It won't be any problem for someone to sleep with five of you!"
Listening to the laughter and obscenities of the five people below, Downton roughly deduced their origins.
These guys are the lowest mercenaries in the Indian Head Mercenary Group. Because their strength is too weak, they can't even join the third reserve group, so they can only serve as patrols on the outside.
Before Downton entered the lava secret realm, Indian Head was already the mercenary group that had expanded farthest in the northwest. During this period, it had captured more territory, in some valuable areas, such as mineral veins, water sources, and places with thick vegetation.
Patrols need to be arranged to prevent other adventurers from collecting secretly.
These five patrols were extremely lucky. They picked up a seriously injured and unconscious native, so they couldn't wait to take him back to the camp for delivery.
An aboriginal living in a secret realm means that a tribe is waving to them from afar. The population slaves and the tribe’s savings for many years are the most basic wealth. If you dig deeper, the natives must have some knowledge of the vegetation and mineral veins in the secret realm.
Understanding and opening their mouths means that the mercenary group has the upper hand in the competition for resources in the secret realm.
"So far I haven't heard of anyone discovering the native of the secret realm, so we have to take him back as soon as possible. Otherwise, he won't be worth anything until others catch him."
"What if he doesn't speak?"
"Hey, have you never been to the torture room of the mercenary group? With all kinds of torture, you can even squeeze out the milk he drank several times when he was a child."
As the patrolman spoke, he coughed dryly and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm towards the bruised boy lying next to him.
Downton's eyes also moved over. Although this boy was only 1.5 meters tall, he looked very strong, with muscles all over his body.
Except for a pair of tattered leather pants, all the other clothes on his body were stripped off. No wonder even the patrols could recognize this guy as an aboriginal, because his entire skin, from head to toe, was red, and even his eyes were red.
No exception, it is red and white, like two burning flames.
The boy's waist-length hair was also red, wrinkled and stuck together due to sweat, blood, and soil stains.
"Hey, he's not dead, is he?"
A patrolman walked up to the boy and kicked his thigh.
The boy's condition was very bad. He had been in a coma, and his lips were chapped and bleeding. If he hadn't been aboriginal, he would have been accustomed to the high temperature in the secret realm and would have died long ago.
"Give him a sip of water and then set off on your way!"
The squad leader spoke, stood up, and looked around. He didn't dare to stay long with such an important slave.
The young man was a tough guy. After drinking water, he woke up and without saying a word, he hit the patrolman on the head.
Other patrols rushed over and grabbed the rope that tied him.
"Damn it, if I hadn't been injured by those adventurers and escaped for more than ten days, how could I have been caught by you?"
The young man roared angrily, unwilling to do so. Unfortunately, he was speaking in indigenous tribal language, and the patrols could not understand a single syllable.
"Shut up or I'll break your teeth!"
The patrolman brandished a machete and threatened the teenager.
"If I don't accept the gift I sent to my door, even Lady Luck will turn her back on me!"
Downton loaded the Dawnbringer crossbow and thought to himself. Through the small talk just now, he knew that these five patrolmen were not good people, so he felt no guilt at all in shooting them.
With half of his body exposed at the entrance of the cave, Downton aimed a little in front of a patrolman's head, calculated the amount of advance, and pulled the trigger.
call out!
The arrow broke through the wind, followed by a 'pop' sound, and pierced into the head of this unlucky guy.
"Enemy attack!"
As the patrol fell to the ground, others panicked and hurriedly hid in the bunker while looking for the enemy's location.
"They are indeed a bunch of idiots!"
Downton quickly pulled the crossbow and shot down the second patrol, and then the remaining guys discovered the entrance of the cave based on the arrow path.
"Who are you? You dare to offend our famous Indian Head mercenary group, don't you want to live?" The patrolman roared with a fierce look, hoping to scare away the attackers with the mercenaries' great reputation.
"Leave the natives behind and hand over all the supplies and equipment you have, and I will spare your lives." Downton shouted, and he did not want to go on a killing spree if it was not necessary.
The patrolman's answer was simple. He took out a firecracker-like signal tube, pulled the match rope, and with a loud bang, a ball of fireworks rose up to the ceiling of thirty meters, and exploded brilliantly.
"I don't care who you are, but you are in big trouble." The patrolman did not want to give up the wealth he had obtained. "I have already sent out a signal. Reinforcements will be coming soon. If you don't leave, you will be dead."
The other party was unwilling to negotiate, so Downton had no choice but to jump out of the cave and rush down the steep slope.
"It turns out he's a little bastard. Come on, everyone, kill him!"
When the patrol saw Downton's young age, they thought he had killed his companions through a sneak attack, so they immediately became more courageous, and the three of them attacked him in a zigzag formation.
Rumble!
A puppet made of soil rose from the ground and rushed towards Downton. Two wind blades spun and slashed at Downton's head.
The star suddenly appeared above Downton's head and caught the wind blade, but it did not reflect immediately.
The giant's charge was launched, and Downton shot at the patrol running at the front like a cannonball, slashing with the giant's seal.
Looking at the huge magic saber, a chill ran down the patrol's spine. He tried his best to dodge, but one of his soul shields was still exploded.
"I, Di Polo, am so powerful!"
Before the patrolman could finish his emotion, he saw Downton holding the crossbow in his left hand and pointing it towards his face.
puff!
The distance was too close. The patrolman could not avoid it, and an arrow penetrated his head. The strong inertia made him fly backwards.
The wind blades were still firing, but they were all caught by the liquid mass.
When two patrolmen saw a confrontation, their companion was killed. They were so shocked that their eyes almost exploded. Almost subconsciously, they turned around and ran away, but it was a pity that it was too late.
Downton smashed the shield of the closer patrolman on the left with one blow. Reflecting the wind blade, he was completely cut in half. He followed a Heavenly Shine to catch up with the farthest patrolman, and then Heavenly Cross Slash and Heavenly Explosion, blasting him away.
kill.
Rumble!
After losing its master, the puppet that had just run a few steps completely collapsed, sending up dust all over the sky.
"If you run away again, I will attack you!" Downton knew that the native boy could not understand, so he fired a crossbow arrow.
The short arrow grazed his cheek, and the boy had to stop, turned around, and stared at Downton with an angry expression.
Downton shrugged his shoulders indifferently, ignored him, and began to examine the body. Since they were patrollers, it meant that they should have a map of the nearby area.
"That's my backpack!" the aboriginal boy shouted. The more Downton downplayed it, the less he dared to escape.
At this moment, Thiessen, a young man from the Krupp Giant Tribe, regretted and wanted to slap himself. After hearing that races from other planes entered the lava secret realm, he was curious, so he ran out secretly, but was killed by an adventure group.
Eyed.
In order not to cause trouble for the tribe, Thiessen could only run in the opposite direction. Relying on the familiar terrain, he got rid of five adventure groups. However, the more he ran, the more magicians he found. In the end, due to his injuries and
He fainted due to physical strength and was caught by these patrols.
"gone!"
After collecting the trophies, Downton tied the rope with Thiessen, picked a larger cave and got into it.
Five minutes later, a patrol arrived. Seeing the death of their companions, although they were scared, they had to bite the bullet and follow the footprints, otherwise they would be expelled from the team. However, after chasing for several hundred meters into the cave,
, I found that there were footprints in front of more than a dozen potholes, and I couldn’t figure out whether they were real or fake, so I could only search them one by one.
For the safety of their lives, they cheated and were waiting for the large group of people to arrive, so this was enough time for Downton to leave.
There is no other way. If they knew that Downton had taken away a native, the patrols would chase him with all their might. There was no benefit, so of course no one would take the risk.
"A seventh-level soul in front of me is already scum!" Downton sighed with emotion. Those five patrols were all seventh-level, and they were considered the number one figures in Chenwu Town. Unfortunately, they were killed by him with a single blow, so he
I thought again of the mayor’s son Liszt.
"Sooner or later I will have to settle the score with you!" Downton clenched his fist and then became frustrated. He couldn't understand the language and couldn't press for information.
At this time, Downton misses Homer urgently. With the ancient grimoire known as the Great Encyclopedia, it doesn't matter what language he speaks.
"Hey, pay a thousand souls and I'll teach you the native language!"
The voice of the cheap god suddenly sounded in Downton's heart.
"Hey, you can talk? Where's Homer?" Downton was overjoyed.
"It is busy suppressing the laws of the plane and has no time to care about you. Do you want to exchange a thousand souls?" the cheap god urged, "Didn't you get the soul of an elite-level flame centipede? Sacrifice it!"
"You are taking advantage of the fire!" Downton refused.
"Hey, if you torture out information from this native, the rewards you will get will definitely be huge." Even if the Cheap God died, he is still a god and knows these common senses. "If you don't know how, I can even teach him the knowledge of torture."