A strange world

Chapter 891 Chapter 122. Murloc

Doing so requires trust, but if they don't believe it, they have no other choice.

Bigger is the one who has the best chance of returning to the surface from the underground river safely. The best option is for Bigger to send the news back, while Annan and others stay here to gather survivors and wait for rescue.

But Annan couldn't completely trust the three archmages. What if he doesn't say anything after he goes out?

The devil's contract only restricted them from betraying and harming Annan, but it didn't say that they couldn't ignore death...

"I want to come with you too!" The daughter of Durikan suddenly said.

"It's safer for you to stay here."

Annan said, but Black Widow objected: "She is a witness to the Devil's Gate. Taking her out will prove our words."

"Then let me, Big, and she go out. Who else wants to come with us?"

"I."

"me and you togather."

Black Widow and Brinor Garner said in unison.

"You're hurt."

Brinor Janna's condition is not getting worse, but it may not be possible if she soaks in the cold underground river for a while...

"this is nothing."

"Believe me, even if I am injured, I am stronger than everyone else."

They said at the same time.

Annan was worried, but couldn't resist them, so he had to tie them together with hemp rope and seriously warned:

"Both of you are very important to me, so work together to get out alive."

The corners of Black Widow's lips curved at this moment: "I believe your promise now."

Annan didn't react: "What promise?"

"Take us to Liberty City to start a new life."

Annan chuckled: "Only a fool like Lloyd would doubt my sincerity."

Annan even suspected that he was hiding from her on purpose. Otherwise, why were Black Widow and Bigger around, but Lloyd was nowhere to be seen?

Annan, Bigger, Durikan's Daughter, Black Widow and Brinor Janna. Annan picked two more powerful mages from the evil army, making up the total of seven people.

Annan left them the food in the magic ring and most of the magic scrolls, including the few remaining fireball spells, and warned: "You clean up the traces, hide here, and collapse the cave when necessary."

The women looked at it with curiosity and fascination. They had never seen a noble who cared so much about his subordinates...

"Set off!"

Annan without hesitation tore open the scrolls of underwater breathing, dark vision, and magic shield, and jumped into the cold underground river first.

First, the icy cold underground river cut his skin like a razor. Then, the rushing river made Annan instantly disoriented, passively rolling with the ups and downs of the current.

Even with underwater breathing, breathing in extremely cold river water is extremely difficult. The dark vision was completely useless as Annan rolled over. Only the magic shield flashed a faint blue light from time to time, which meant that Annan blocked the rocks washed by the current or the rocks of the river bed.

This section of the underground river was not very long. After about three minutes, the water began to soften, and Annan could even surface and see the underground caves on the river.

Wow——

Annan turned around and saw no one else, only the daughter of Durikan slowly floating over.

"Where are the others!" Annan shouted to her.

"I don't know!" the Daughter of Durikan shouted, suddenly screaming.

Before Annan could react, the river suddenly surged and dragged Annan into the river.

He struggled to surface and saw the daughter of Durikan getting farther and farther away from him. She was taken to another river by the forked underground river and disappeared into the dark underground.

The water in Annan's underground river is churning in the river, like wild dragons, rolling up white waves, making roaring sounds, and forming countless rapids and whirlpools.

The power of water was completely released here. Annan was overturned by the undercurrent, rolled into death by the whirlpool, slapped around by rocks, and bruised and bruised by his own arms.

Without the magic shield, Annan wouldn't be bruised and swollen.

Identifying the direction has become a luxury. The only thing Annan can do is to continue meditating and staring at the stagnant magic vortex, but he still cannot cast spells... Damn it, how big is the scope of the dark rift!

The rushing river seems to have no end, taking Annan deeper and deeper. The worst thing is that the three magics are about to expire...

When Annan was about to meditate again, a weird fish-man face suddenly appeared in front of him.

Guluulu——

Annan was so frightened that a string of bubbles appeared. Just as he was about to say something, the dark vision and magic shield flickered and lost their effect.

Annan was caught off guard and swallowed a large mouthful of water. The cold river water that filled his lungs made him hunched over in pain, and he had no time to pay attention to the fish-man disappearing in the darkness. Then, the rolling Annan hit a protruding rock and passed out silently.

…

"Cough...cough..."

The first thing Annan did when he regained consciousness was cough hard.

He coughed up nothing, but he felt better and had time to pay attention to his situation.

His hands were tied behind his back with something as smooth as fish tendons. The magic lamp placed next to him illuminated the cramped cave very close to the water source. The style of the magic lamp was very familiar...

Annan touched his index finger, and the magic ring was gone.

Wow——

Pa Chi Pa Chi——

"Wow wow wow——"

The fishman entered the cave, and Annan saw the true face of the fishman who made funny noises: two protruding and lifeless eyes, dark green smooth skin reflecting the light of the magic lamp, slender limbs, translucent webbed fingers, and a dorsal fin from the top of the head to the tail on the hunched back like the ratman.

"I don't understand." Annan shook his head.

Although he was caught, the fishman "saved" him.

"Wow wow wow——"

The fishman's webbed feet stomped on the ground, jumping and talking, and turned back into the water after Annan continued to shake his head.

Not long after, it reappeared, this time followed by a male naga.

This naga, which looked like a human, but was like a snake's tail below the waist, held a broadsword, was burly, and was twice as tall as the fishman next to him. It crawled to Annan.

Annan suddenly thought of the sea water stains on the hill... Was that the trace of the naga?

Looking at the broadsword, Annan knew where his magic ring was.

"Human, why do you have... my people's..."

The Naga's common language was not very fluent, and it couldn't think of the word, so it took out the magic ring and took out a blood pearl.

"I helped a sea monster get rid of pain, and these blood pearls were left to me by her." Annan raised his head and tried to be sincere.

"You can't prove... your words."

Annan really couldn't prove that the sea monster's body was given to the princess by him, and the blood pearls were more like stolen goods than gifts...

"I... believe you."

Annan raised his head in surprise.

There is always a reason for the "bad reputation" of warlocks.

For example, their charm that has nowhere to go.