Just as everyone was tsk-tsk-tutting at Greem, a red shadow flashed, and Mary rushed back.
Following her vigorous slam, a haggard head with grinning teeth was also thrown in front of everyone.
Kevin is only a senior apprentice, but he can instruct two quasi-witches, so he has his own special means. But at this time, he was also quite embarrassed by today's scene.
As elite apprentices specially trained by the training camp, the group of six of them only got one head in total, while the two newcomers got one head each. This made him, the elite captain, secretly call the rookie ferocious!
Half of the six fallen apprentices who guarded the mine were left behind by them. Such a record is already rare. However, more than an hour has passed since they started fighting, and there is not much time left for them to search for resources.
After all, this No. 7 pit is deep in the underground world, and it is difficult for them to hold on. Once the reinforcements from Elysium City arrive, I'm afraid it's time for a new battle royale.
For the arrival of Kevin and his party, those Ratmen who acted as miners did not have any fear. Even the Ratman Queen ran out to bargain with them, and offered to reduce all fees as long as there were apprentices who were willing to sleep with her, and a small "treasure" from the Ratmen tribe this year.
But looking at the Ratman Queen's fluffy little face, chubby figure and plump drooping breasts, all the elite apprentices couldn't help feeling sick. Whenever the other party's green bean-like eyes fell on him, his hair would stand on end, and he just wanted to retch.
Therefore, Kevin got 26 blood garnets from the Ratman Queen after double paying 500 magic crystals. Each of these blood garnets is the size of an egg, and the overall value is initially estimated at 4800 magic crystals. If they are successfully brought back, each team member will receive 200-500 magic crystals.
The reason why the difference in income is so large is also related to the contribution of the team members during the task execution. Like Greem, Mary, and that quasi-witch, who took a head directly, there will definitely be some inclinations in the distribution of mission benefits.
After discussing with the two quasi-witches, Kevin and the two quasi-witches quickly came up with a specific distribution plan: quasi-wuglin got 3, quasi-wu Randolph got 2, Kevin got 2, Greem got 2, Mary got 2, The remaining 3 senior apprentices each receive 1. As for the remaining 12, they need to be handed over to the training camp, and will be purchased by the Turlock firm behind the bald Afu, and the profits will be evenly distributed to the individuals.
As for the blood garnet obtained by each person, they can handle it by themselves. Presumably those wealthy wizard families will take the initiative to find them to negotiate the acquisition of blood garnet.
Now that the task here is completed, the rest is how to return safely.
According to past experience, the journey from the mission point back to the surface is the most dangerous part of the journey, and most of the casualties of the mission team also occurred during this process. Therefore, it is still a very cold question to have a life to make money but not to spend a life!
The idea of returning to the camp together is the worst idea, and the probability of being ambushed is 100%. Whether it's those cunning underground monsters or the fallen apprentices who have heard the wind, they will make their way back full of dangers.
So at this time, each is still going his own way, each fleeing back to the surface by means. If you can't escape, you can only blame yourself for being too weak, no one else!
So as soon as the loot was divided, everyone said to each other to take care and went their separate ways. Anyway, there are eighty if not one hundred passages leading to the surface. As long as they are not so unlucky, they are not afraid of being blocked.
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After everyone had dispersed, Mary jumped onto the crocodile, looked around with scarlet eyes, and shouted impatiently: "Let's go too! I always feel that this mission is a bit dangerous, as if someone is watching us Seems like. Be careful on the way back!"
Greem's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help frowning.
In this era where thoughts are king, Greem never dared to ignore any signs of danger. Especially Mary, an ancient alien whose power comes from alienated blood, has a much deeper understanding of the laws of the plane than he does. If even she was feeling a little uneasy, something bad was going to happen to them.
Greem picked up Mary again and merged into the native puppet. The huge body of the crocodile sank slowly into the ground, and then disappeared.
Using the magic power of the crocodile hunter's earth system, Greem inspected the surrounding area, but did not find any suspicious clues. After preliminarily ruling out the possibility that the No. 7 pit was a trap, Greem could only half-believe and drive the Possessed Crocodile Hunter on the way back.
If he had followed the habit when he came here, Greem would have run along the underground passage for a while, and would not choose to pass through until he encountered a situation that required a detour. This can save the crocodile hunter's earth magic power consumption to the greatest extent.
But now that he was vigilant, he didn't care about the consumption of that bit of mana. Instead, he chose not to enter the subsurface soil layer the whole time, and went to the upper layer silently.
Since there are large expanses of metal ore or hard rock formations everywhere on the road, it is necessary to constantly choose the road to pass through, so the speed of walking through the soil cannot be too fast.
Three hours later, halfway through the journey, Greem finally let go of his thoughts.
However, when he drove the crocodile hunter to pass between two huge rock formations that stretched for several miles, the huge body of the crocodile seemed to pass through a calm water surface, and the earth magic that filled the whole body suddenly lost control.
There are traps!
He realized something was wrong almost instantly, but as the magic power of the crocodile hunter's earth element ran wild, the pressure of the huge soil around his body suddenly increased.
Greem's face changed suddenly, and he drove the crocodile to the nearest underground passage in a panic.
This is a deep, dark, silent passage.
The passage twists and turns, as deep and unfathomable as the intestines of a terrifying monster.
Most of the passage had been dug between the rock formations, only a small part remained damp and black mud walls. But at this moment, this section of mud wall suddenly boiled, and exploded with a bang, and a huge object rushed into this passage with splashing mud and gravel.
Immediately, two human-shaped shadows rushed out of the huge monster.
"What's wrong? What's wrong with your golem?" Mary's urgent voice sounded in the darkness.
"Ambush in the middle! There is a special witch array in the area we passed just now, which can interfere with the operation of the magic power of the magic crocodile itself. We must leave here as soon as possible!"
Mary was slightly taken aback, her scarlet pupils shining brightly in the darkness.
"Which way?"
"..." Greem's pupils under the goggles were also flickering, looking at the equally dark and unpredictable passages on both sides, he couldn't make up his mind for a while.
"Hmph!" Mary snorted coldly, "Let me do it!"
Mary stood up abruptly, facing the side passage, took a deep breath and suddenly roared loudly. Her voice was so sharp and high-pitched that Greem felt like his head was buzzing and he could no longer hear any sound.
As the strange sound waves quickly rippled and spread in the channel, Mary closed her eyes and stood still, as if she was listening and sensing something.
"The passage is 327 meters long, winding upwards, and there is a small cave at the end. Inside..." Mary paused, her voice suddenly turned sharply: "Two people! There are two people rushing towards us at a fast speed!"
Greem's pupils turned fierce.
Two people? And so unscrupulously rushing straight to this place. So needless to say, I must feel that I can support the two of them. Even if they didn't have to face each other face to face, Greem dared to conclude that they must be two depraved apprentices of quasi-witch level.
Since the enemy is so well prepared, I am afraid that the surrounding passages will not be very safe. Greem stretched out his hand to scatter the crocodile hunter, picked up the two summoning magic crystals from the disintegrated soil, turned around and pulled Mary, and ran towards the other side of the passage.
The floor of the underground passage is always so rough and slippery. The uneven ground and the jagged small stone protrusions make it difficult for Greem, whose agility is less than 5 points, to move forward. This kind of road is likely to slip if you walk steadily step by step, let alone run with all your strength.
It's fine if the ground is uneven, but the problem is that the top of the head is also uneven.
Thick or thin hanging stalagmites are so quietly blocking the way forward, if a person just looks down at the road, it is easy to bump into them.
So in the first half, Greem dragged Mary and ran wildly. Before running ten meters, it turned into Mary running wildly with Greem on her arms.
Humid and icy air rushed towards his face, pouring directly into the rapidly heaving alveoli along the mouth, nostrils, and trachea, making Greem's body chill to the bone, and his mind extraordinarily calm. Under low-light vision, a dark passage flashed under his feet, and the oncoming stalagmites expanded rapidly in front of his eyes, but when Greem couldn't help but cry out, he slid past him with a whimper.
At this moment, Mary was transformed into a ghost walking through the darkness. Just a slight tap of her soft and flexible feet on the stone protrusions on the ground could drive the two figures to slide quickly in the air. Every upside-down stalagmite, every narrow crossing, is a flat road in her eyes, and she can walk through it flexibly and silently with just a light tap of her toes.
Mary may have gotten used to this speed. But for the slag whose agility is less than 5 points, Greem's mood at the moment is simply more exciting than riding the craziest and most thrilling roller coaster. If it wasn't for the strong wind pressure against his throat, he would have vomited already!
Just as the two of them were running fast in the dark and deep underground, the passage ahead suddenly narrowed, so narrow that only one person could barely pass through. And at the narrowest part of the road, a web of lightning flashed suddenly blocking the way.
This thunder and lightning net covered the sky and the earth, blocking the entire passage. Where the edge of the power grid meets the rock wall, the splashed arc sparks are blindingly blinding.
The sound of the electric current that exploded was even more clearly audible.
There is no way ahead!