Carry the Ring of Elden with you

Grantson tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, then released it, and put the sword back into its scabbard.

The big tiger stretched out his paw and patted Granton gently. The two of them didn't say anything, it was all in silence.

"Let's go, Elena. Your eyesight is better than mine, and I have to rely on you more." The big tiger smiled at the winged human archer, and then he moved his body and took off all the armor tied to his limbs. When he came down, he lay on the ground like a real tiger.

Elena asked in a weak voice: "Are you asking me to ride on your back?"

The corner of Big Tiger's mouth twitched: "No, it's just that my actions will be more flexible this way."

"Oh oh oh." The Winged Human Race nodded like garlic.

The two walked into the dangerous room under the eyes of their companions.

"Rumble--" The moment Elena and Big Tiger completely stepped into the room, the gray-white rock floor began to vibrate, and the entire ground in the room rose at a very fast speed.

No one present reacted. By the time Granton pounced on Elena and Big Tiger, the floor had completely risen beyond the entrance and engulfed the two figures.

"Captain, be careful, look below!" Ni Fu quickly grabbed the captain who rushed over. At the same time, she pointed at the raised floor and exposed the moist soil, the slightly trembling diving surface and another entrance that revealed light. road.

Ni Fu looked at the huge stone pillar in the middle below that was constantly rotating and rising against the rock floor. Her voice was full of bitterness: "I'm afraid that the real entrance to the passage is down below. Elena, Big Tiger and the others..."

"Boom!"

There was a huge sound above his head, and the rock floor seemed to rise to the top, and the accumulated dust fell down. Grantson did not dare to raise his head and look carefully at the top of his head. He was afraid that he would see red blood and dust when he raised his head. Fall together.

The hearts of other team members also trembled with the movement on the floor. They all knew in their hearts what would happen to Elena and Big Tiger.

Even if they were unlucky and couldn't die immediately, then the two of them would be so desperate watching the iron thorns above their heads penetrate their bodies bit by bit.

"Rumble--" The stone pillar began to rotate again, but this time it slowly lowered with the floor.

Grantson's body trembled, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's jump down, we can't let Elena and Big Tiger's sacrifice go to waste."

Then he jumped down first.

"team leader……"

The remaining team members looked at each other and jumped down one after another, landing on the muddy ground, splashing mud and water all over their bodies.

"Crack-"

At this time, the floor also stopped falling, and there was no tendency to fall down, letting everyone know that the correct path was down here.

Grantson raised his feet and struggled to lift his iron boots from the mud. He came to a place that was not submerged in water. He turned back to look at his team members: "Are you all okay?"

The remaining people nodded. At this time, only the half-elf Rufu, the young tauren warrior, the human warrior Lu Keli and the two snake-men tribe spearmen were left.

The snake people are not part of the orcs, because they are different from the orcs who have the same appearance as beasts. Their faces are closer to humans, but they still have the symbol of snake scales on their faces.

Rather than calling a race like the snake-men tribe orcs, it would be more appropriate to call them "humanoids."

The ancestors of the humanoid race are the children of the union of orcs and humans. In fact, they are the largest mixed race on the Salid continent.

It's just that many humans don't know this, and those who know the origin of the humanoid race pretend to be confused and classify all races like the snake-human race as the orc race.

The orcs also do not recognize these races that retain animal characteristics but have the same facial features as humans as orcs.

When the Orc Empire was still alive, both sides tacitly persecuted the humanoids together.After the demise of the Orc Empire, the Orcs were reduced to the same situation as the humanoids before they thought of uniting with this race related to their own blood.

But the humanoid race is not the orc race at all. They have been persecuted and live cautiously like other races that are often persecuted.

These two snake people also lived cautiously in the Golden Federation for a period of time and made sure that the vast majority of residents in this country would not persecute them, and then they plucked up the courage to join the army and became spearmen.

The two snake people came from different tribes. One had white scales on his body, while the other had dark cyan scales on his body.

The two of them did not feel any discomfort when they fell into the wet and muddy ground. On the contrary, they felt as if they were back home.The living environment of the snake people is to survive in this similar environment.

As for Ni Fu, she looked extremely uncomfortable. Even though she was only half of the elf blood, she still loved cleanliness as much as the elves.

When she felt the cold muddy water entering her leather boots and the mud splashing from the leather armor on her body, she immediately came to a relatively dry place with light movements.

The tauren frowned. He carefully placed Lu Keli, who was carefully protected in his arms, on the wet mud floor. Then he took off the ancestral totem behind his back. Earthy-yellow ether filled the ground, and a streak of The dry road appeared in front of everyone with the singing of the tauren shaman.

"Phew, I feel much better." Ni Fu jumped up first, her beautiful brows spreading.

It's just that... the wet feeling of the leather boots being soaked with water doesn't feel particularly good.The half-elf's white toes in the leather boots twisted.

The two snake-men spearmen did not set foot on the path created by the tauren. Instead, they used secret techniques to turn their feet into snake tails, moving smoothly on the wet mud ground like a fish in water.

Granton nodded to his team members, and just as he was about to say something, everyone heard the roar coming from outside the room and the sound of the water being stepped on.

"Get ready to fight." Grantson drew his weapon, held his breath, and looked in the direction of the unknown enemy's roar.

The clothes on his body had faded and were in tatters.The cloth was covered with stains of blood and traces of decay, wrapping them like a prison.The limbs were twisted and deformed, and there was a creepy clicking sound from the joints.

Rotten human creatures, exuding a gloomy aura, appeared in front of Grantson and others.

Their skin is pale and withered, eroded beyond recognition by time and decay.There were broken wounds on the skin, and it seemed that the disgusting sight of bones and rotten flesh could be seen.

These decaying creatures move slowly and stiffly, and their steps are shambling and feeble.Their limbs were like rotten puppets, crumbling.The hollows in his eyes were lifeless, leaving only nothingness and darkness, looking for a broken target in the endless death.

The frequent monsters in the underground cemetery in the junction area - the rotten immortals. The golden people who cannot return to the tree and cannot truly die can only watch their bodies gradually rot with the passage of time, until their souls are also corroded by time.Go crazy and become a monster that only knows how to eat fresh flesh and blood.

They emitted a disgusting stench, like the smell of dead flesh and rotting flesh that filled the surroundings.Their lips are rotten, their teeth are skewed and scattered, revealing rotten tongues.Every time it squirms, it makes a disgusting noise that tears apart the flesh, like the cry of despair in the world of dead animals.

Then they stopped and their eye sockets, which had already lost their eyeballs, suddenly turned to look at Grantson and the others on the other side.

The next moment, they stretched out their arms and roared towards the living blood meal at a speed beyond ordinary people.

"Get ready to fight!!" Grantson roared. The horrifying scene in front of him made Grantson and his team members feel numb.

Two snakemen thrust out their spears, and the steel spearheads penetrated the heads of two rotten immortals respectively. Their running bodies immediately lost their strength and stopped, falling headlong into the wet mud.

Ni Fu opened her bow from left to right, and the arrow hit the head of the rotten immortal with the same precision.

Grantson drew out his long sword and slashed away the last rotten immortal who ran towards him. He was relieved after watching the other person fall to the ground.

The tauren warriors hadn't even participated in the battle, and all these rotten immortals had been eliminated.

Grantson's heart was beating wildly and he took back his sword in fright.

It seems like their strength is a bit weak?Grantson thought while calming his breathing.

Other team members felt the same way. Compared with the troublesome little devil statues above, these rotten immortals were as weak as chickens.

But before Granton and others could breathe a sigh of relief, the rotten immortals who had been eliminated by them twitched and stood up again under the guidance of some mysterious power. Grantson clearly saw that his heads had been chopped off by him before. The three-segment rotten immortal inexplicably picked up the head from the mud and reassembled it. The empty eye sockets made Grantson shudder.

This is the rotten immortal. There is no way to die no matter what. Even if it is self-inflicted, the body will be repaired again under the out-of-control power of the golden tree.

They wailed as they looked at the decaying bodies, burning themselves with fire, baptizing themselves with dragon flames, and infecting themselves with scarlet corruption.

Pain, pain, pain, the consequences of this have no effect at all except pain. No matter what, the body will recover and continue to decay.Therefore, these chosen people who were originally enjoying the blessing of gold went crazy.

Of course, the power of the golden tree in this world is not out of control. These rotten immortals are just simulated creatures.

However, just the rebirth of the rotten immortals did not scare Grantson. What frightened them was the sound of more roars and more footsteps echoing in the underground passage.

"Don't be obsessed with fighting, run! Find the exit!" Grantson shouted in horror.

However, swarms of rotten immortals have blocked the way forward. They woke up from the wet mud and rushed towards Grantson and others.

The tauren shaman and Lu Keli were the first to be submerged, followed by the half-elf Fu who was grabbed by the ankle and screamed pitifully. In the end, Grantson could only watch the two snake people escape because they were very adapted to the environment. Out of the encirclement of the rotten immortals.

"Run." Grantson smiled sadly, shook his head at the two snake people who escaped, indicating that they would not come back, and then he was crushed to the ground by the corrupt immortals.

Chapter 18: Good abacus calculation

"what!"

Grantson woke up from his nightmare with a scream, cold sweat covering his forehead, and his heart beating wildly.

He touched his body and found that it was wrapped with bandages and that he was lying on a clean and soft bed.

"Team [-] Captain Grantson, report to Instructor Oga as soon as you wake up." A doctor's voice came from the side, bringing Grantson back to his senses.

After subconsciously nodding in response, he stood up and touched the armor he placed beside the bed.Grantson rubbed the damage marks on the armor and told him that what he experienced before was not a nightmare, but a real reality.

He put on his armor and looked around, and found that all the people lying on the bed around him were familiar faces.

Grantson suppressed the doubts in his heart and walked out of the room. Different from the pale light in the underground cemetery, the dazzling sunlight hit his face, making him reach out his hands to block it.

The fresh air without the rotten smell was greedily inhaled into his lungs and exhaled. Then Grantson opened his eyes and saw the figure of the Red Lion Knight in the distance who was supervising the training of the soldiers.

He paused for a moment, stepped on a shallow hole in the ground of the playground, and finally decided to walk over.

After all, his team suffered serious attrition due to his successive wrong judgments. Although he didn't know who saved him, he had to shoulder this responsibility since he survived.

"Instructor, I..." Grantson came to Oga's side and said with a bitter tone.

Oga turned around when he heard the noise, recognized Grantson and said a few words to the person next to him, then patted him on the shoulder: "This is not the place to talk, soldier. Come with me to the house."

The two soon arrived at the room where the instructors usually rested. Oga was unable to sit down because he was still wearing armor, so he stood and looked at Grantson.

"Speak, soldier." Oga said.

Grantson swallowed and knelt down on one knee suddenly towards Oga: "I'm sorry, instructor. All the members of my team were buried in the cemetery because of my mistake in judgment, and we haven't completed what you arranged yet. Actual combat mission.”

Oga turned sideways and did not face Grantson's kneeling: "You should not kneel to me, but to your team members. If this is not a practical training, but a real exploration mission for you, Mission, let alone your team members, even you didn’t have a chance to apologize to me.”

Grantson's face was full of shame, but he did not hear Oga's words mention that none of his teammates were actually dead.

Oga said: "As the captain, because you are soft-hearted, you did not let the winged humans in charge of reconnaissance in your team go to roughly investigate the situation in the cemetery. Instead, you put the scouts in your team to protect them because you heard that the other party was afraid. "

"One wrong step, one wrong step, you didn't let the scouts investigate the situation and immediately lost one combatant at the entrance, and then lost the remaining axemen and assaulters (dwarves) while advancing. Although the crack was opened Pierced the trap, but lost two more team members, including the scout." Oga said: "In the end, you lost the ability to judge at the bottom of the cemetery, and issued wrong orders to let your companions be rotten forever. They will be captured."

"If you calm down at that time and are not frightened by the number of enemies, but calmly command the tauren shaman in your team to use earth shaman skills to open a way out, you will eventually find the right way out."

Grantson lowered his head with a bitter expression on his face.

He said: "I just don't want to see any casualties among my team members..."

Oga criticized unceremoniously: "Captain Grantson, I have read your information. You have rich experience as an adventurer and have also served as an adventurer captain. But this is an army, not an adventurer guild. Everyone Soldiers exist to complete the mission assigned by their superiors. If completing this mission requires the sacrifice of a soldier, as the captain, you should not have any hesitation at all."

"You don't want to see casualties among your team members? But just because you are worried about the adaptability of the scouts in the team to the cemetery, the consequence is that several additional teammates have been sacrificed, and even the scouts you wanted to protect are not available. Protect it, and the whole team will be killed inside.”

"This is the army, not some adventurer's house game you are playing. Obey orders and dare to sacrifice. This is the bounden duty of soldiers. This is what you, I, and they should all do."

Then Oga pulled Grantson up, straightened the armor he was wearing, and said: "Your position as captain has been taken away, and it will be held by Hannes Lieya of your team. You are demoted to deputy. Captain, go back and join your team members now."

Hannes Lieya is the tiger-headed orc.

Eh?Grantson showed a puzzled expression, as if saying: Aren't all my teammates killed in battle?

Oga saw the doubts in Grantson's heart, but he didn't want to explain any more. He still had many captains like Grantson who needed to be criticized and educated, so he just drove him out of the room.

When Grantson walked out of the house with a confused look on his face, he saw several other team captains with equally bad expressions coming to Oga's side.

After he waved hello, he immediately ran all the way to the common room where the team members usually gathered.

As soon as Granton opened the door, the noise inside couldn't wait to get out. He heard Gronbar's unique dwarf's rough voice: "Ha, if I hadn't thrown the ax in my hand, the flying knife would have been inserted." It’s all over you, a winged human with thin skin and tender flesh, and you actually said that I’m overturned!”

The sound of the door being pushed open made the noise in the room pause, and then became even more lively.

"Yo yo yo, look who's here!" Gronbar patted the table and laughed, "Isn't this our vice-captain!"

With surprise in his eyes, Granton looked at the team members in front of him who were supposed to have died. Their bodies were more or less tied with bandages and the like.

He said: "Are you all okay? Have you suffered any sequelae or anything like that?"

The half-elf Ni Fu let out a sad laugh: "There may not be any physical sequelae, but there may be psychological consequences. I had my limbs bitten off by those disgusting monsters. Thanks to the blessing of gold, I saved my life. This actual combat training is really terrifying.”

After Granton heard Ni Fu's complaint, the surprise in his eyes immediately turned into guilt.

He immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to his team members: "I'm sorry, it was my negligence that caused you to experience such a terrible thing."

Gronbar shrugged: "Just treat me to an extra glass of ale when the army is on holiday."

Big Tiger walked to Grantson's side, helped him up and said, "Maybe this is what the instructors want to see. Only by exposing all the current problems can we carry out targeted training."

Grantson nodded, and then realized something was wrong.

Everyone else was injured, but Big Tiger and Elena didn't have any wounds on their bodies.It was obvious that the two of them were going to the most dangerous place.

Big Tiger saw Grantson's doubts and explained: "That's it. In the room with the ceiling full of iron spikes, there was a safe area with recessed walls. Elena and I discovered it when we went in, so we immediately Hiding inside. After the floor below went down, captain and you disappeared. Elena and I wanted to go back to find you, and then a golden citizen suddenly appeared and told us that the captain was killed and our mission failed, and then led me Walked out of the cemetery with Elena."

Elena also added on the side: "Yes, when the floor was rising, I even shouted to captain that you don't have to worry about us. It turned out that the sound of the rising stone was too noisy, and you probably didn't hear it."

Ah, this... When Granton thought of Oga's criticism of him for "losing the ability to judge", he was still a little unconvinced at first. Now that he thought about it carefully, it was true that he was not calm at the time and did not hear Elena's call. the sound of.

However, Grantson was relieved because at least the team members were fine.

"It's so free to sit down here with the door blocked." A slightly impatient voice sounded from behind Grantson and Big Tiger, and only then did they realize that where they were standing was blocking the door.

Grantson quickly stepped aside and said sorry, then said "Huh".

Because he knew the person who spoke, he was the captain who was chosen second in the lottery to go to the cemetery.