The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

Dark and humid caves always give people a sense of instability.

Especially from time to time, there are one or two fluorescent flashes, I don't know whether it is the ghost fire on the dead bones in the deep depths, or the ghost-faced spiders hiding in the corners, waiting for opportunities to spy on their prey, waiting for the blood to feed.

I held the handle of the knife, ready to pull it out at any time, looking around with my eyes, feeling any movement around me.

Suddenly, I felt that my right arm was being pulled. I quickly turned my head. At the same time, I grasped my hand tightly, and the sharp blade was about to unsheath, but when I saw the person behind me, I pulled back.

I sighed softly and whispered: "Why are you following?"

It was Yula who came here. At this moment, she was following me cautiously, and when she saw me asking her, her expressionless face twitched her mouth, and said: "I am a high-level magician, I can’t talk. Your hind legs."

At this moment, Harold's voice came from before him: "Yura, why are you following?"

Yura suddenly had the same jaw and stopped talking.

It's funny in my heart: I'm really rude to my chairman.

Harold also had a good temper. Seeing Yula's expression like this, he sighed and continued to touch the depths.

I said to Yula: "Follow me, and immediately notify me when I find the situation. You must run wild when you run, and don't care about any lady feelings.

"I'm not a lady!" Yula's expression suddenly became very solemn, and she said: "I am the Queen!"

I:......

After a dozen steps inward, he caught sight of a mass of white objects in the corners. The dense white color seemed to be a spider egg wrapped in layers of spider silk.

I stepped forward alone, drew out the straight sword vigilantly and stabbed it twice with the tip of the knife.

Gu Lulu, I stabbed the thing to the ground and rolled twice.

At this time, I could see clearly that it was a skull with no flesh on the leather belt. Only this dense skull and its distorted expression with its open mouth were always warning us. The ghost face spider inside was Very fatal.

Beside the skull, there were a few shallow weapons scattered in the soil. They were gently opened with the tip of a knife, pinched with two fingers, pinched the blade of one of the weapons, and lifted it out, carefully watching.

This is a short sword made of low-grade stainless steel, which is specially suitable for professional use such as assassins. Of course, it is also a good choice for those who are good at meat shields.

The dagger is very sharp, but there are a few gaps at the edge, which fully shows that it must have collided with something that is both sharp and tough, and the toughness of this kind of thing is by no means inferior to that of a low-grade fine. steel.

Then, I picked up the second piece of equipment next to it, which was a torn metal shield. After careful identification, I was sure it was made of fine iron.

The material of refined iron is not good. This shield is made of low-grade refined iron. However, judging from its incomplete fragments, the person who made it must be very careful, so its use should be able to match the medium-grade refined iron. Compared with iron.

However, judging from its fragmented edge, it should have collapsed after being punctured by a heavy object.

From these alone, it is impossible to tell whether they encountered a giant ghost-faced spider, or encountered an enemy lurking in the dark and was ambushed.

But what is certain is that the battle was very tragic. Some people died tragically, while others lost their helmets and unarmed and fled.

I was contemplating my eyebrows. Not far from hearing, Harold's voice came: "Xiaoyi, what are you doing?"

"Huh?" I raised my head and saw that several people had stopped, staring at me unblinkingly, and beckoned to them, calling them over.

"Did you find anything?" Harold walked in first and asked.

"Here" I handed over the fragment of the shield in my hand.

After receiving the fragment, the expression on Harold's face obviously changed slightly, but he didn't say much, but handed the fragment to the iron wolf guild leader who followed.

I continued to search for the weapon under the shallow soil, and Yula on the side said: "Xiaoyi, what is your purpose for doing this?"

"Collecting information" I rummaged and explained: "A lot of things we have accidentally skipped have their potential value. If these values ​​are not discovered, they may only be hidden deep in them. After careful study, we will find many details that we did not expect. Based on the speculation of these details, we can reduce a lot of unnecessary troubles, which are not known in books."

"Where did you learn it from?" Yura puzzled.

"Experience" I said.

At this time, several people had seen the fragments of the shield. I stood up and asked, "What do you think?"

Harold spoke first: "It is still impossible to determine the reason for the shattering of the shield, but since it may be caused by a monster in the depths, then we naturally have to be more cautious. There is no human body among us. It is harder than a fine iron shield."

Jin Siqi and Xu Tengbo expressed their agreement with Harold's point of view.

The Iron Wolf Guild leader did not comment, but bent down, picked up another fragment of the weapon, and studied it carefully again.

After a while, he said: "That's right, the fragments of these weapons are not as neat as they are cut with sharper weapons, but more like being broken by a heavy object. It seems that the deeper part is indeed more dangerous. what."

"Well, now that we have figured it out, we should continue on our way." I said as I walked, "I don't want to be too long here. After finishing the monsters inside, I have to hurry home to have dinner. It."

After exploring the road again, other people seemed to be level with me intentionally, and no longer walk in front of me. Only Yula still followed me closely.

The pace of my steps is very slow, and I am about to catch up with the level of walking.

I looked around casually while feeling the gaze from other people.

This feeling is good or bad, but not bad.

In an instant, I became the core of everyone, and at the same time, I lost my safe position and became a pioneer member of Pathfinder.

When I came to a piece of soil, I stopped.

The soil pack is ten centimeters high, and in dim light, at first glance, it looks like a natural erected stone.

I walked around the dirt block, thought for a while, suddenly pulled out the straight sword, and cut it from the upper part of the dirt bag at a very fast speed.

This sudden change shocked everyone.

Before they could react, I had already chopped the bag into two pieces.

With a puff, some green juice overflowed from the soil bag, and then a puff of black smoke rose slowly.

The soil bag was suddenly empty, and instantly turned into a small pit.

The soil was chopped left and right, but nothing was found.

Squatting down, squeezing a touch of fine soil, put it under the nose and smelled it.

"This is...what?" Jin Siqi asked me.

"Ghost-faced spider larva" I said: "When killing monsters before, I kicked one away."

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