Chapter five hundred and fortieth I come to the underground to see the scenery
The tunnel is dark and winding, making everyone feel like they have been swallowed into the esophagus of the world snake and will never reach the end.
For the first few dozen miles, the tunnel was long, narrow, and winding. The narrowest part only allowed a carriage to pass through. In addition, the blue sky and white clouds were lost above the head, replaced by a dome of earth. The cramped and depressing feeling was like the breath of a beast.
, coming towards you.
Everyone seemed to have been thrown into a cage, slowly heading towards death.
The rock walls on both sides are severely weathered, and rocks fall from time to time.
There were quite a few people who were hit, but after the initial panic, everyone had adapted to this non-combat attrition, and the only thing they could do was hold up a shield.
“What a terrible atmosphere!”
The tauren muttered, trying to keep their eyes open to see the road.
As the sunlight disappeared, everyone took out their magic stone lanterns, which seeped through the dark area like ghostly will-o'-the-wisps.
I don't know how long it took, but cheers suddenly came from ahead. After walking for a while, Downton's vision suddenly became clearer.
The journey of the underground tunnel is finally over.
After more than a dozen magic flares were shot into the sky, what was reflected in front of everyone's eyes was an endless plain, with large clusters of shadowy plants growing unbridled, but the leaves all showed a strange dark green color.
There is no sun in the Underdark, but it is not the kind of darkness Downton had guessed before, but rather dim, just like the moment when dusk is about to fade and night turns.
In addition to some shining fireflies flying around, there are also a large number of bryophytes emitting fluorescence, providing a faint light.
"Any ecological environment is balanced and complementary. Compared with the surface, the underground world is a different type of species."
Homer saw that Downton was shocked by the sight he saw for the first time, and educated him about it. In addition to these various luminous plants, there are also a large number of fluorescent stones underground.
Although the eyes of the underground natives are naturally adapted to dim light, they also need lighting in some particularly dark places. No one has the luxury to use magic stones all the time, so these fluorescent stones are natural lanterns.
Downton noticed that some mercenaries had spontaneously dispersed to collect fluorescent stones. Then they put them into the net bags that had been prepared, and a simple lantern was made.
"Attention, you will reach the first plane rift in two kilometers!"
A mercenary team galloped back and forth on horseback, warning loudly that approaching a plane rift meant that plane turbulence began to appear, which was an inevitable danger.
Hutao rubbed his eyes, not used to the dimness, and everyone else did the same thing. There is no way to treat this state, and it will only be relieved after a few days.
Most mounts are not used to this environment, so their combat effectiveness is weakened to varying degrees, but the Green Goblin is an exception. The abyss where this guy lives is not much better than here, so it seems to have returned to its hometown and is completely having fun.
People nearby looked sideways and had no choice. In the underground world, the Green Goblin with green flames on its four hooves was the most conspicuous presence.
"Get used to running in the dark. You will have to fight in this environment from now on."
Homer reminded.
Downton nodded, turned over and mounted the Green Goblin. After trotting for a while, he noticed that everyone was getting on their mounts and began to do various equestrian movements. He originally thought they were exercising their hands and feet. Unexpectedly, they were getting familiar with the environment.
As he moved forward, the gap between the ground and the dome became wider and wider. At the end, when Downton looked up, he could no longer see the 'ceiling'. Instead, there was a large piece of mist that lingered.
Hutao sat on the back of the ray, running around curiously. For safety, Downton asked her to carry a shield.
"I don't like it here!"
The chief scratched his hair and complained in a muffled voice.
The Underdark is damp and cold, making the skin always sticky and uncomfortable. There are also countless woodlice crawling around in the soil. Not to mention disgusting, if one is bitten, a big bump will swell up.
A battle broke out ahead, but the shouts of death disappeared within a minute, and the panic did not extend here.
"Don't worry, it's the underground monsters attacking the caravan."
Cindy explained that for the demons and monsters that live here, passing caravans are their prey, and every time a caravan crosses the border, it is a hunting season.
Half an hour later, Downton saw a crack in the plane. It was like a mouth split in space, growing in the air out of thin air. Black light overflowed from all sides. When the plane fluctuated intensely, it would shoot out something like a wind blade.
Arc turbulence.
These turbulences can fly very far, some are fast, some are slow, but without exception they are extremely sharp and can easily break the shield of the seventh level of Judgment.
As the caravan continues to move forward, there are more and more plane cracks, and the plane turbulence is becoming terrifyingly dense. It has begun to suffer from attrition, especially the pack horses, which have suffered serious losses. After all, they cannot dodge flexibly.
"This is a route with enough cracks. If you take any other route, it will be torn apart."
Cindy had already told everyone to dismount early, because only by standing on the ground can you dodge quickly.
"My God, this place is really scary!"
The tauren were muttering harshly, holding on to the totem poles, carefully guarding their surroundings, ready to block the turbulent flow of the plane at any time.
"Warcraft and demons are also afraid of plane turbulence. Since they live here, they must live in a place with few plane cracks, right?" Downton frowned, "Then aren't we walking near their lair?"
"I'm Dipolo, right?"
Downton's words made everyone scream, and the tauren and the others became even more nervous.
"Yes, but compared to the unpredictable turbulence, even high-level demons, the caravan is not without its ability to fight."
Cindy glanced at Downton and couldn't help but secretly praise him, this boy has very strong reasoning ability.
The initial caravan lost many pathfinders and was still unable to accurately find the place with the least turbulence. Later, it was discovered that the place with the monster's lair was relatively safe, and a trade route was created.
Warcraft and demons were killed one after another, but they had nowhere to go and could only build nests in these places, so every once in a while, their numbers would increase sharply, and the cruel environment also trained them to be ferocious.
Aggression.
Twilight peeked at Downton. Among the entire team, he was the most relaxed, and he was constantly distracted, as if he was communicating with someone.
"Brother, look at the bushes." Hutao pointed to the clusters of bushes appearing on the horizon with a smile. "I'm going to pick berries and try what the wild fruits in the Dark Region taste like?"
"Come back quickly!"
Downton was startled, mounted the Green Goblin and chased Walnut.
"What's wrong?"
Hu Tao was puzzled.
"It shouldn't rain underground, so the increase in vegetation means there are abundant underground water veins. Monsters must live in such places. As for shrubs and nuts, they are naturally the food of herbivorous monsters, so their existence will inevitably attract carnivorous monsters.
Warcraft."
"That's right. There is a hunting ground for the monsters ahead. Everyone should be twelve times more careful."
As soon as Cindy finished speaking, a mercenary team started running around to remind everyone to pay attention.
The carriage ran over, leaving two deep ruts in the soft soil. Some bugs the size of fingernails wandered around crazily, picking at the dried meat and cheese left by the mercenaries.
call out!
A cobra sprang out from the bushes and rushed towards the man in black robe. But as soon as he got close, a blade flashed in the air. Then blood was splashed, and the cobra broke into three pieces and fell to the ground, twisting in pain.
"So fast!"
The chief, who was always confident, couldn't help but shrink his pupils.
"Haha, game, if you don't want it, give me snake soup for dinner."
Mueller ran over in a familiar manner. Before the man in black robe agreed, he had already picked up the snake carcass.
"You'd better throw it away. The smell of blood will attract more monsters."
Cindy advises.
In fact, the caravan was in constant trouble along the way, with all kinds of monsters emerging one after another, launching attacks one after another.
Downton and his party are fine, but there are already wailing sounds in the team.
In this terrible dark environment, the scouts' warning range is limited, and the danger is greatly increased. Whether they are monsters or demons, they are all native-born, occupying an excellent location, and have ferocious and cunning attack methods, all of which are difficult to guard against.
The sneak attack caused the team to continue to reduce its personnel.
All the corpses were thrown away, not because the companions did not want to bury them, but because even if the graves were dug out, the scavengers would dig them up and devour them by following the smell.
Downton finally understood why the caravan did not rest and had to carry out a forced march for several days. This was because in this situation where the number of troops was being reduced at any time, the morale of even the elite soldiers was greatly reduced.
Buzz!
After marching for more than half a day, a long horn suddenly sounded, and the atmosphere in the entire caravan instantly became tense. Everyone dropped their goods, pulled out their weapons, and formed a small battle formation.
"The devil is coming!" Cindy shouted, attached a long arrow, quickly looked around, and ran towards the team, "Quick, join them."
"Quick! Quick!"
The chief kept urging his men to speed up.
If the devil launches an attack at the end of the caravan, then our side will undoubtedly become cannon fodder. Although she promised to fight when she joined the caravan, Cindy will not be stupid enough to fight with the enemy. At the very least, she will have to wait until a mercenary group comes to protect her.
in action.
Compared with Warcraft, demons are smarter, so they will not act blindly. After learning that the caravan is passing by, the demon leader will recruit his subordinates to form a coalition to hunt.
These races belonging to the chaotic evil camp are always crazy and cruel. They don't bother to use tactics at all and will only swarm towards the enemy. However, the number of nearly a thousand and the murderous military strength are enough to make any enemy's morale plummet.
"Archers at the ready!"
"The mage group is ready!"
There were shouts and shouts in the air. These mercenaries were of good quality. At least there was no nervousness in the commander's voice.
Of course, even if they are nervous, they dare not show it, otherwise it will cause a bad chain reaction.
"Don't hide. Take your team members to the back of the team and prepare to fight!" A deputy team leader arrived with his subordinates and yelled at Cindy, "Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
The demon swarm is like a storm, coming in an instant! (To be continued...)