The knight in the abyss

Chapter 42 Miners Lounge

"roll!"

The volume of Lancelot's voice even jumped down, and the two goblins in front of him were shocked and sat on the ground, their eyes rolled up, falling into a state of dizziness.

The scene briefly entered a rather eerie silence, and Lancelot had to speak in a normal voice:

"Get out of my sight now!"

The two goblins finally reacted. They couldn't believe that they could survive, and quickly got up and fled the place.

Two goblins also jumped out from behind a big rock. They greeted loudly and hurriedly followed their companions' escape from the place.

Lancelot turned around to find that Pluto had taken out his enemy.The corpse on the ground had smashed knees on both legs and a huge depression on its head.

The dwarf seemed to be in pretty good shape, with a few more white spots on his shield, what appeared to be a mace on his shoulder, and some deformation of his armor.

"Are you all right?" Lancelot came over and asked with concern.

"It's just a little bruise, just rest for a while." Pluto showed a nonchalant smile, "I gave it a fatal blow for the price of one hit, and it was a good deal."

"Why did I tell you before?" Lancelo shook his head helplessly, "Forget it, it seems that anger can really bring you strength."

"It can be said that defeating the mad war demon before was the help of anger and luck, but in this battle just now, you really showed the talent of a warrior." Barend and Karalin also came over, and the old dwarf watched with emotion. own son. "I have to admit that among dwarves of your age, you are the strongest I have ever seen."

"Isn't it the strongest of all the dwarves you've ever seen?" Pluto was delighted to hear his father's praise.

"No, your dad was a little stronger than you at his peak."

"Dad, you must be bragging!"

"Hahahahaha..."

With laughter and laughter, the group walked into the entrance of the mine.

It quickly became dark all around.As dwarves, Pluto and Barende are born with the ability to see dark vision, which allows them to see objects clearly even in total darkness, as if there is a faint light source around them, but this ability cannot distinguish colors , you can only see black and white images with grayscale differences.

Karalin took out a bottle of medicine and poured it down.

"Dark Vision Potion, valid for 8 hours." Karalin explained, "Make it in advance so that you don't have to waste a second-level spell. How about you, Lancelot? Do you want a bottle?"

Lancelot shook his head.The blessing of the elves made him already have dark vision no less than that of a dwarf, and with a little bit of infuriating energy gathered in his eyes, he could see everything around him clearly, no different from a bright environment.

Karalin didn't ask any further questions, and silently put away the potion.It is not difficult for him to see the many extraordinary things about Lancelot, and the night vision ability itself is not a very special feature.

The mine is not completely dark, there are fungi that emit light on the ground, and there are also glowing stones on the walls on both sides of the tunnel from time to time, which are lighting facilities that the miners intentionally left there.

Continuing to walk for about three hundred feet, they entered a wide hall.There is a bright magic light source on the high dome, and the strong light will make those underground creatures who hate light not want to stay longer; there are several tunnels extending downwards on the surrounding stone walls, and there are piles of ore on the ground. The miners will first The ore dug out is collected here and transported together.

"Ah, this is it, the hall called the Devil's Stomach." Barende stepped forward and checked the ores on the ground. "These are all newly dug up, and they should be the fruits of the labor of our gray dwarf friends."

"You said there was a miner's lounge, is that right here?" Karalin asked curiously.

"Well, it should be this." Barende began to turn around, knocking here, touching there, trying to find the mechanism to open the secret room, but found nothing.

"I happen to have a suitable magic." Seeing that Barende has not been fruitful, Karalin suggested. "Let me try it."

Barende looked at him suspiciously, but nodded anyway.Dwarves can find anything hidden in stone and dirt, but that takes time.

Karalin pulled out a scroll and unfolded it.He glanced at the scroll quickly, and then spit out a string of mysterious spells.

Although Lancelot couldn't understand the contents of the scroll at all, he could feel that a force was injected into the scroll. After flowing through the words and patterns on the scroll, it turned into a special form, and then gathered in Karalin's eyes. .

This process reminded him of cultivation techniques such as 'Gathering Qi'.These exercises allow true qi to run in a specific route in the body, and finally it turns from pure energy into various magical effects.

Karalin's eyes lit up with a bright magical light, and his vision gained a very strong penetrating power, and he could see through the objects behind rocks and mud.After getting used to this peculiar vision, he soon discovered an unusual ground.

"There, there is a room underground." Karalin continued to look at the area, and finally found further clues, "There is a handle under the pile of ore, and that should be the organ."

Pluto ran over impatiently, took out the shovel and opened the pile of loose ore, and found a handle.

He pulled his hand up, and a slight roar suddenly sounded, and the ground on the side slowly separated to both sides, revealing a step leading to a small room.

"Ha, it turned out to be underground." Barend scratched his head, "I just focused on the surrounding stone walls, no wonder I couldn't find it."

"Empiricalism kills people." Pluto teased and walked into the basement with everyone.

The room was apparently designed only for dwarves or gnomes, and was no more than 7 feet tall, and Lancelot had to lean slightly or his two-handed greatsword would get stuck.

The room contains dozens of bedding rolls, storage boxes and barrels, and spare shovels and pickaxes.

Barende was dissatisfied with the state of maintenance of the tools, but long-term slavery has been known to have sapped the grey dwarves' enthusiasm for their work.

He looked away from the tattered tools and walked to the end of the room, where there was a small table.

On the table hangs a large map of the structure of the mine, with markings of new tunnels added by miners of different ages, or the location of the collapse.

Looking at the map, the group understood that the name Devil's Intestine was actually quite appropriate.The directions of the various tunnels are so chaotic, if the devil has intestines, it is probably like this.

Barende was reading a journal with his head down.The log is written in Dwarven, the lingua franca of the mining world.The information, purpose and harvest of the team going down each time are recorded on it.

The latest one is from a week ago and reads in simple words:

"Twelve gray dwarf miners, Captain Dunif. Plan to go to the No.14, No.15 and No.16 working faces."

The harvest column at the back is empty, and it seems that they have not been able to return here.

(End of this chapter)