Roger and Zoltan stopped at the same time and asked, "Where is it?"

Renn pointed forward, a wide street in the cave, with a few things scattered. Zoltan adjusted his mechanical glasses and tried hard to see over, but saw nothing.

Roger's vertical pupils were also shrinking. The demon hunter had a very strong vision, far beyond ordinary people, but the distance was too far, and he could not see those things either.

Both of them had some confusion on their faces.

Then Renn reacted and whispered: "Come with me."

The group walked along the stone steps into the cave, which was also a dwarf's living area. The footsteps of the three broke the silence in the dark.

Not long after, when they arrived at the street, Roger and Zoltan finally saw what Rennes said.

Several extinguished torches were scattered on the ground, and some opened backpacks, and clusters of black things fell out, all of which had already rotted dry food. Around them, there were broken swords, broken armor, and the ground was filled with dry black blood.

These things are obviously not dwarfs, but foreign humans.

Zoltan and Roger couldn't help but be surprised that Rennes's vision could see these inconspicuous things from such a distance.

Roger did not ask, and went to check it out carefully.

The Demon Hunter is an expert in this field. He quickly came up with the results and said:

"It should be the extraordinary people who came in when the rune magic circle was opened. There were five people in total. They encountered a battle and it ended in less than two minutes and everyone was killed."

He walked around the scene and found several details: "There are traces of spells, and the enemy is a very powerful spellcaster."

Zoltan and Rennes were both shocked.

The rune array is opened every sixty years. It was thought that few people came in. Now it seems that there are far more people who know the iron-fisted fortress than expected.

"Where are their bodies?" Renn asked suddenly.

Roger pointed to several invisible marks on the ground, his face became very serious, and he said, "The body was dragged away, his weapons and equipment were also plundered, but dry food was left behind. It is very likely that it was an undead creature, so we must be careful."

Zoltan was startled, "You mean it's still inside the fortress and hasn't gone out?"

Roger nodded.

Renn held the war hammer and swept his sharp eyes around. The sound of everything turned on with all its strength, but no abnormal movement was found.

All three of them were alert and continued to move forward.

Not long after, Zoltan found half a stone carving map in a room in the living area, and finally recognized his location and determined the route to the next level of the temple.

Walking through the caves, walking through the excavated passages.

"In front is the middle square on the third floor, which is also the largest cave on this floor. There is a passage to the fourth floor..."

Zoltan stopped halfway through his words, looking ahead in a daze.

Rennes and Roger also stopped.

Not far ahead, the dome of the head collapsed, as if a terrible earthquake occurred. Countless huge rocks and soil buried most of the caves, and there was no way out.

Renn looked up at the edge of the collapsed place, where there was a black crack, hundreds of meters long, and stones fell from it from time to time, blowing out a faint airflow. There was an airflow, which meant that it could lead to other places, but this crack could collapse at any time. Not to mention passing through it, it was dangerous even if it was approached.

"This road is not open, are there any other channels?" Luo Jie asked out loud.

"Maybe there is, but it's hard to find, so you have to take a detour." Zoltan turned over the ancient books around his waist, re-planned the route, retreated back to the cave behind, and detoured for a long time. Finally, he found a path, went deep into the ground, and entered the fourth floor.

The fourth floor is also a living area, which is similar to the third floor.

The Moradin Temple that Zoltan was looking for was on this floor. However, when the three of them headed to the temple, they were blocked by a huge collapse.

After studying in the collapsed cave for a while, Zoltan turned around and smiled bitterly: "We are in big trouble this time."

"What's wrong?" Renn asked.

"This collapse should have occurred on the second floor. The water from the Ferlegron River poured in and softened the second floor of soil. It happened to be in the most fragile structure of the fortress. One layer overwhelmed the other layer, causing a chain reaction. I estimate that the lower layers also collapsed, and the entire fortress was divided into two, blocking all the roads to the other side."

Zoltan pointed to the map of the book and explained it.

The most core area of ​​the Dwarf's underground fortress is generally the caves with the largest space, but after these caves are hollowed out, they are also the most vulnerable places.

If there are dwarves living in order to prevent water from entering, then there is no problem.

However, after the dwarf evacuated, the fortress was unmaintained, and the collapse was almost an inevitable outcome.

Renn compared the map and found that the collapse divided the fortress into two halves, like a wooden board inserted into a huge honeycomb. Half accounted for two-thirds, and the other half was only one-third, while he and others were in the smaller half.

Whether it is the Moradin Temple or the main passage in the fortress, almost all are in the other half.

"We're trapped?" Roger asked with a frown.

"It's possible." Zoltan grimly, grabbed his red hair and said in a muffled voice: "If we can't get past this layer, we can only continue to walk the next layer. Maybe there is another way."

"What if the lower layers collapsed?" Renne was very suspicious.

Zoltan and Roger were both silent.

After a long time, Zoltan said, "We shouldn't be so unlucky, we'll find the way first."

After several hours, Zoltan found a remote passage and after passing through it, he arrived at the fifth floor. Unfortunately, the fifth floor was also blocked by countless huge stones.

What's worse is that the direction of the collapse is oblique, like a landslide. The further down, the more space it is blocked, which makes the area of ​​the fifth floor smaller than that of the fourth and third floors, and only a few cellars are intact.

Zoltan could only suggest going down and taking chances on the sixth floor.

But after searching for a long time, I didn't find the passage to the next floor, and every road was blocked.

"It's really over now!"

Outside a small temple, Zoltan was not careful of the dust and sat heavily on the steps, his face full of depression.

Roger's face was also very bad.

Renn was quite calm. He observed the temple in front of him, and was worshipped by the dwarf's patron saint "Mahal". A majestic stone statue stood on the stone steps, more than ten meters high, and was an image of a male dwarf wearing thick armor. He held a battle axe in one hand and a war hammer in the other, posing in a position that was about to enter the battle.

No one has worshipped for thousands of years, and the statues of gods have been weathered and damaged in many places, and Rennes has not sensed the breath of divine power.

It is said that the god of dwarf Mahal was severely injured by the evil god of the abyss and fell into a deep sleep. He has not improved yet and has not replied to the dwarfs' prayers.

However, what Rennes is interested in is not the statue of the god, but the temple.

When my eyes passed through the gate of the temple, there was a faint magical fluctuation inside, which was extremely subtle. It would be difficult to discover if it were not for the blessing of the will of truth.

Renn did not go in rashly and walked to the two of them to sit down.

Zoltan put down the metal box behind him, took out the dry food and distributed it to Renn and Roger. He walked in the fortress for almost a day and was a little hungry.

In addition to dry food, the dwarf also prepared three cups.

He picked up the water collecting rod in his hand and recited the spell. The water elements in the air gathered over and condensed into clear water. He flowed down the slender rod, and soon filled the three cups with half a cup.

Water collecting rods are alchemy products and must-have for adventurers.

While eating dry food and drinking water, Renn took the water collection stick and observed it carefully and studied its rune principle, which was quite interesting.

Zoltan chewed food and saw Rennes's appearance, and couldn't help asking, "Rennes, you don't seem to be worried that we can't get out?"

Renn returned the water collector to him, smiled, and took out the soundboard from his pocket.

"Using it to contact the outside world may take some twists and turns to go out, but we will definitely not die."

When Zoltan saw the message, he recognized what it was, but he was still a little puzzled: "What's the use of this? The rune magic circle can only come in, not go out. Do you want people outside to come in and die?"

Roger didn't understand.

Ren was helpless and explained: "In addition to the one-way teleportation array, there are also two-way ones. We can have someone arrange the rune magic array outside first, and then come in to arrange the corresponding teleportation array. Then we can go out."

"Of course I know this."

Zoltan sighed: "Do you know what materials are needed to arrange a two-way teleportation array? How much does these materials cost? At least ten thousand gold shields! Moreover, this two-way magic array can only be arranged by legendary wizards. If I could invite a legendary wizard, plus ten thousand gold, I would have been prepared long ago."

Renn looked stunned, but was not stumped.

It shouldn't be a problem to ask Captain Pollock to find Viola through the message table. Ten thousand gold is a bit expensive, but there is always a way to go out.

He laughed and said, "My friend can hire a legendary wizard, and he can raise it even if he wants ten thousand gold."

Zoltan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and Roger breathed a sigh of relief.

The two were about to ask who Ryan’s friend was when a sudden movement came from the temple, like a stone slab moving, and then a strange laugh came out.

There is a magic effect in the laughter.

"Fear!"

Renn identified this spell, not a single fear technique, but a large-scale "group fear technique", but it is not like it, it should be the collateral ability of some kind of creature.

Group Fear Skill is a five-ring spell, which can only be released by legendary casters.

If the opponent is a legendary spellcaster, Renn immediately turned around and ran away.

He looked around and saw that neither Zoltan nor Roger were affected by laughter. The dwarf drew out his soul gun, held a double-edged battle axe in his other hand, and the witch hunter's long sword had already been unsheathed.

The three of them scattered a little and stared at the gate of the temple.

A thin figure walked out of it, looking human-shaped, wearing a torn robe, with only a layer of skin on the skull, his muscles withered, and the eyeballs in the sockets had long rotted, turning into two balls of crimson flames, shining with evil light.

Both hands poked out from the sleeve of the robe, holding a staff in one hand and holding a book in the other hand. The book was co-written and the cover was painted with purple runes.

If this outfit is not without flesh and blood, it would be a powerful spellcaster.
To be continued...