Many people believe that the underworld is a place where the dead live.
But this perception is actually only half correct.
There was no life in the underworld at first, but in the long period of time that followed, there were always some creatures that were accidentally teleported here from various planes.
Although the underworld is not suitable for life to survive, life is very tenacious. Most of the time, they will struggle to survive.
As time went by, the underworld gradually gained more lives. They gathered together and struggled to survive.
Over time, they took root and sprouted here, and gradually formed cities and countries.
Sandred is the owner of the 'Cider' caravan, as well as its leader and protector.
As a Level 11 warrior, he has extremely strong combat effectiveness, as well as... good IQ and EQ.
This is due to the good family education he received since he was a child, and he is literate.
Many people think that it doesn't matter whether a warrior is literate or not, but his father doesn't think so. While teaching him warrior skills, he will also strictly require him to learn writing and read more books.
This kind of education worked. Although his early growth was slower than other fighters of the same period, his growth accelerated after reaching the elite level.
Sometimes just reading a book and gaining some insights can make you a stronger warrior.
So now he can become a master-level warrior at the age of 30.
The more people read and travel around, the more experienced they become.
So when he saw five people blocking the road, and the temperaments of these five people were very unique, his first reaction was not to resist or run away, but to directly raise his hands.
He had a strong feeling that he couldn't escape.
"Friends in front, please let us go." Sandred raised his hands and said in a melancholy tone: "You can take all the goods, but please don't hurt any of us."
Everyone in F6 looked at each other. They just wanted to ask for information. There was no need to be so scared.
In the end, it was Shuke who stood up. His ridiculously high charisma was used in every aspect of communication.
"We don't mean to hurt you." Shuke smiled gently: "We just want to ask you for some information."
Because all five of them had Roland's 'Unhindered Communication', there was no problem in communicating with each other.
Shuke's smile is full of sunshine and justice, extremely charming and contagious.
Seeing the paladin's smile, Sanred breathed a sigh of relief. He put down his hands and said, "Five lords, please feel free to ask. As long as I know, I will tell you even the few moles on my wife's body. "
"There may be a lot of things we want to ask." Shuke pointed to the side: "So can we go to the side and talk in detail."
"Okay, no problem." Sunred smiled.
In fact, for caravans, time is money.
And now we are very close to the city. As long as we send goods there, we will make a lot of money.
Staying in the wild will greatly increase the risk. After all, there are many robbers and robbers outside the wilderness.
It's just that the situation is stronger than the people now. When talking to these five people, Sanred discovered that each of these people is a master.
And they have a very strange smell.
Not body odor, but temperament and a feeling.
They don't look like people from the underworld.
Could it be a strong man who just fell from another plane
Although this was his first time seeing such a thing, he had heard about it since he was a child. After all, all life in the entire underworld has 'drifted' from other planes, including one's own ancestors.
Sandred asked the caravan behind him to stay put and asked the escort not to move. Then he walked aside and was about to wait for the five people to speak when he saw a man dressed as a mage flicking his fingers a few times. .
A square rock building rose from the ground and soon turned into a small shelter.
His face became very strange. After Roland and others entered the small rock house, he looked around the inside of the rock house, knocked on the wall, and finally couldn't help but asked: "Your Excellency, the mage, should you We are not residents of the underworld. Have the spells of the main plane evolved to this point? Silent chanting, and there are additional spell slots for placing such techniques that have nothing to do with combat."
A bunch of flames formed in the open space, exuding warmth. The temperature in the underworld is relatively low, only about five or six degrees, and there is a strange chill in the air. Even Roland and others are professionals and will not stay here for a long time. Some of them made me feel uncomfortable all over.
The warmth provided by such a magical flame can make people feel much more comfortable.
Roland sat on the ground. The rocky ground had just formed and was quite clean. He raised his head and replied: "I don't need a spell column. Turning fossils into mud is not a very advanced spell. Could it be that the level of magic in the underworld is not too high?"
"Without inheritance, I heard that there are no pure mages, only warlocks and priests." Sandred also sat down and said with a wry smile: "After all, the latter two do not need to learn, they either rely on blood magic or divine gifts."
I see.
Roland's answer was a bit surprising, but it was also reasonable.
Originally, magic is something that requires a group of people to work together to produce results, and it needs to have a record of connecting the past and the next.
But this place in the underworld... all the people who come here are drifters. If they are powerful mages, they can use long-distance teleportation to return to the main plane. The remaining third-rate mages who don't understand space magic will be fine if they can survive in this world. , not to mention leaving a legacy.
These are what Roland and others want to ask.
You need to be clear about the survival skills, customs and customs of the underworld, etc.
After all, this task cannot be completed in a short time.
After asking for some information about the city ahead, the other party told me everything he knew.
After also asking about some local knowledge, Roland asked: "I wonder, Mr. Sandred, have you ever heard of the True Ancestor of the Blood Tribe?"
"No." After thinking for a while, Sunred said: "In my impression, I have never heard of this name."
"Sorry to trouble you." Roland already knew what he wanted to know. He took out a gold coin from the system backpack and said, "This is our intention to waste your time."
"No, no, no, please don't do this."
Sandred waved his hands repeatedly. He didn't dare to ask for this gold coin. What if the other party suddenly changed his attitude after accepting it.
Roland couldn't help but put the gold coin into the opponent's hand, greeted him, and the five of them left.
Sandred watched the backs of Roland and others disappearing into Portree City ahead, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
The more he got along with these five people, the more scared he felt.
Then he looked at the gold coins in his hand and became happy.
There is a shortage of gold in the underworld, so the price of gold coins is actually quite high.
And netizens who are watching the live broadcast are also impressed.
'Just asking a few questions, it's more than 10,000 yuan, such a good benefit, why can't I get it? '
'Brother, you didn't see how frightened that Sandred was just now, so he didn't let the F6 people rob and tear him apart. My life may have been shortened by a few years. I don’t want to make such money. '
'I'm not afraid of a short life, I'm afraid of not having money. '
'No matter how rich you are, you can't buy life. '
'Without money, what's the use of dying, starving every day? '
"Why are you making all the noise? Roland has entered Svana City. Can he watch the show quietly?" '
The barrage immediately became much thinner.
Roland and others entered the city in front of them, Portree City.
Just like what they saw in the illusion, this city is a mixture of various races, and they are quite harmonious.
After Shuke came in, he walked next to Roland and said, "Do you feel it? Many people are observing us secretly."
"This is normal. After all, we are outsiders, and our clothes and temperament don't look like people here."
Roland's observation is quite subtle and correct.
Since the clothes of the five people were in the style of the Huolaiwen country, the people here felt that their clothes were very fresh.
Can't help but take a few more glances.
Roland and others discovered that all the layout of the city was the same as what they saw in the illusion.
Finally, they even found the small hotel where they stayed in the fantasy world.
After paying the room fee, the five people gathered in Shuke's house.
"Are we still in the illusion?" Shuke felt a headache: "Why is the illusion of the seducer exactly the same as what we see now."
Li Lin wanted to prick his hand again.
But at this time Roland spoke: "It shouldn't be an illusion, because what I see in my main vision is the same as what was transmitted by the magic spider."
"That's great." Shuke breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that the black seducer has really helped a lot. At least he helped us understand the environment and landmarks here."
"Next, let's collect intelligence again." Roland smiled: "I hope we can find something useful this time."
The five people dispersed and left the hotel.
Roland went to the tavern he saw in the illusion again and asked for information.
This tavern really does exist, even the owner is the same as he was last time I saw him.
Roland asked about some rumors about the true ancestors of vampires or their focus. As long as someone confessed or found out, he would immediately kill them to investigate.
As a result, no important clues or information were found from the drinkers until the evening.
This is different from the situation in illusion.
Returning to the hotel from the tavern, Roland found that several of his gay friends had returned early.
The five people showed off today's gains in Shuke's room.
Little bits and pieces all over the floor.
Roland felt a little headache: "I told you, the main thing is information. Why did you buy so many miscellaneous things?"
Just when Shuke wanted to answer the reason, there was a knock on their door.
Roland made a gesture to silence the four people, and then opened his mouth.
There were two soldiers-looking men standing outside the door, one was a green-skinned orc and the other was an elf.
They stared at Roland: "Are you wandering here from the outside world?"
"So be it."
"Then please come with us."