As we were about to leave, the crowd that had been hidden in the darkness had already dispersed. The Night Demon Xia closed his eyes and shook around for a moment before opening his mouth and saying, "Jina, how could the shadows come out? They were all hiding, so they specifically requested to live on the 21st floor where the light cannot reach far."
"Ask me fewer questions that I don't even know the answer to."
Lehua, who was listening on the side, asked a question. "Can't light shine far? What does that mean?" And the Night Demon answered quite handsome. "It's just that the light from the lights doesn't shine far!"
Sigh~This is different from not answering. But I did discover something that I couldn't figure out before, and it wasn't until I was reminded by the Night Demon Hero that I realized it. The illumination distance of the light here is indeed unattainable, as long as it reaches a certain distance, it will be absorbed. The most obvious thing is what happened to the little girl just now. Her appearance should have gradually appeared before our eyes, but in fact, she appeared as if suddenly. I suddenly saw what I couldn't have seen before, and I still saw it clearly. Well, to be clear, it doesn't seem quite right, but her appearance was suddenly completely exposed under the small torch, rather than gradually becoming clear.
I also noticed that the walls here do not reflect light. In typical dark environments, there is always a certain degree of reflection on the walls, it's just a matter of whether the effect is good or not. Under a large number of torches, one can clearly feel the so-called reflection when looking at the distant walls. But there is no such phenomenon here, as if the light has been absorbed.
I have roughly understood the uniqueness of this layer. In such an environment, unless it is a race that can fully adapt to the darkness, it cannot survive at all. I find it difficult to imagine how humans will conquer this level of building, which is not conducive to a large group of blind people fighting. And I have a rough understanding of why torches are used in that petty style. Perhaps even the largest torches are not very useful in such an environment.
Up to now, based on my understanding of this dungeon environment, I can almost see General Mazken's failure. This is not a place where many people can easily attack. For those who don't know the truth, to safely reach the Great Demon King, the most important thing is luck, not strength.
Looking at the two people leading the way ahead, I asked, "Who were those people just now?"? Because I am truly interested in people living in pure darkness.
"The Shadow Clan." The concise and favorable answer comes from the leading woman. From many conversations just now, I guess the name of that woman should be called Jina, as I heard correctly. I only heard the Night Demon Xia continue her words: "The Shadow Clan is the main resident of this layer. But to be honest, their combat ability is not to be commented on. They belong to a vulnerable group, but they are still quite intelligent. The responsibility for guarding this layer is mostly other creatures who also live in the darkness. The Shadow Clan will survive in this environment because they are not used to being seen by others with their ugly faces. The Great Demon King also specifically instructed us not to disturb them when we have nothing to do."
"Ugly appearance?" Lehua repeated in confusion as she continued, "No way! The little girl I just saw doesn't have anything to do with the word 'ugly', right?"
"No! That little girl is considered ordinary and ugly according to their standards. I once saw their clan leader with the Great Demon King, and that was called 'ugly and unattractive', which made my mouth water. However, I haven't heard of any great beauties in their clan yet. Hehehehe~"
"Wait a moment..." The Night Demon Warrior looked at Lehua's troubled expression and smiled, saying, "Their aesthetic standards are not quite the same as ours. They basically reverse our understanding of beauty and ugliness. But that's not to say that those with big and small eyes, crooked mouths, and no chin are considered beautiful. They still have a strong aversion to that kind of monster. But basically, they consider themselves an 'ugly' nation."
"Wait a minute! Why is there so much difference in aesthetics?"
"It's common for people of different races and cultures to have differences in cognition. Can you tell which pig is beautiful and which one is ugly when looking at a pig? Then, pigs don't care about your size, beauty, and ugliness. Besides, only what you know is right?"
When asked by the Night Demon Hero, Lehua was so foolish that he couldn't speak. The Night Demon Hero smiled and said, "Why do you want them to see the same world, think the same ideas, do the same things, and play the same idiot as us?"
What an irrefutable idea! I gradually realized why I associated them with Wuruo, because they all have different thinking patterns from ordinary people Well, but some small details are still different.
"So... why do they still come out to show us? If they are really so insecure, shouldn't they hide far away and not see anyone?" Lehua said strangely.
"Maybe I wanted to come out and see four handsome guys and beautiful women I don't know. Hehe hehe hehe~"
This... this should be considered a compliment... Sigh~I'm not sure
I can't remember exactly which level it is now, because there have been too many surprises along the way. I just wanted to ask my companions around me, and the noise from afar immediately caught my attention.
Looking at the person rushing over, the Night Demon Hero approached and asked, "What happened!"
"Oh no! The White Fairy Clan and the Cannibal Demon Clan have caught fire, right in the central square on this floor. I can't stop them now. I'm planning to go find the Great Demon King."
"Oh~Oh! Fighting!" The Night Demon Hero excitedly rushed towards the source of the voice, and the messenger looked at him and cursed, "Mom, you big watermelon! If you don't go to persuade, just go ahead and join in the fun! It's a pity, that guy's up to you. Someone has already figured out a way to stop it over there, I'll hurry up and notify the Great Demon King." After speaking, the man left in the other direction.
Are fairies and ogres merging? Finally, a slightly dangerous smell appeared. In my impression, fairies are always synonymous with softness, and encountering ogres that even experienced warriors may not be able to win may only lead to extinction. Kayed seemed to think of the same thing, and after confirming his expression with us, he said, "Hmm... I think we can go help if we can."
After thinking for a moment, Jina didn't answer, so she turned around and ran towards the direction of the sound. I think this means agreement.
The noise became clearer and clearer, and it was now possible to distinguish between howling and shouting. The endpoint of this channel is the so-called Central Square, as the fighting figures come and go tell me. From a distance, I saw a person half kneeling by the wall, peering into the channel next to me. Jina shouted loudly to remind the person to pay attention before they turned their head to look at us.
"Ah! Jina, it's you."
"Why are you hiding here? Where's the Night Demon Hero?"
"Night Demon..." Suddenly, a figure fell into the channel from the field, rolled several times, and interrupted the conversation just now. A carp jumped up and everyone finally saw that it was the Night Demon Warrior.
Wiping off the bloodstain from the corner of his mouth, the Night Demon Hero had red eyes and shouted twice with an extremely excited expression, "Ah~Shisha!" before rushing into the battle in the square again.
"You see..." the man sitting on the ground shrugged and said.
I just realized that the situation in the square was unbelievably one-sided, and the losing side was the ogre with slightly fewer people than the opponent. Manhua exclaimed in surprise, "What's going on here?" This is also the question I was thinking, because it completely contradicts my impression.
"A group fight, what else is there?"
"But... shouldn't it be that ogres are stronger?"
The man probed the situation inside the square and said, "Who said ogres are stronger? These white skinned and pointed ears that can live for two to three hundred years are not soft footed shrimp! At best, ogres are just more savage, have greater strength, are bulky, and speak less often through their brains. Although there are still exceptions, a figure rolled in with a fierce bow.". But the other party is still a loyal customer, the Night Demon Hero.
"Ah~Damn it!" With two loud shouts, the Night Demon Warrior jumped up and was about to charge towards the square when he stumbled on a foot.
"What are you doing! Stinky woman!" The Night Demon Hero rubbed his nose and cursed, then Jina stepped down and said coldly, "We're here to stop the fight." But I don't think anyone who faints on the ground can hear it.
Looking back at the man sitting on the ground, Jina said, "Why don't you go in and stop him?"
"The situation inside is that twenty white fairies are facing seventeen ogres, and I'm only one person. Do you want me to go in as a target or a meat mat? Don't be a mediator before you take it seriously. Let's be surrounded by them in anger. The number of thirty-seven is not so easy to deal with!"
Another shadow rolled out, this time a fainting ogre. The man looked at him and said, "Hmm~one is missing, but thirty-six are still not easy to deal with."
Lehua, who was worried on the side, nervously said, "What should we do? They all keep going."
"It will always stop, just let one side die," the man said lightly.
"Why did they fight?" Jina asked indifferently.
"It seems because..." Halfway through, a very peculiar giant humanoid iron block suddenly appeared next to him with a blue light.
"Warning! Warning! Weapon type switch on."
Unknown voices were heard from the iron block, and their appearance also changed. Originally a bloated, short and chubby person with four legs, now there are several cylindrical iron pipes added to the body. The voice continued to come: "Phoebus canonade set."
The residents of the underground city next to me took the initiative to cover their ears. I was wondering about their actions when a sound came: "Fire!". Then dozens of deafening noises and explosions shook me seven out and eight out. Oh my god, this is more powerful than any magic I have ever seen, and more powerful than any attack I have ever heard of.
After a burst of explosions, humanoid iron blocks entered the field, and the goblins and ogres naturally paused to look at the monster that ran out of nowhere. A large amount of steam emerged from above the iron block, and the whistle sounded like a reminder that something was about to happen. The upper half of the iron block opened left and right, and a handsome blonde man appeared in it.
Standing up, he took off the mask that was blocking his eyes and set it aside. The man's slightly open eyes seemed to emit strong heat, and everyone couldn't help but sit down on the ground.
"Apollo..." "... Apollo." The simple three words repeatedly appear in the mouths of different people.
"I heard about it."
It should be the voice of that man. Like the rich music that intoxicates people, every word and action attracts me.
"You guys just started fighting over the question 'How do you eat eggs?' It really taught me not to know what to say."
"That's it!" a fairy tribe stood up and spoke. "The egg should have elegantly knocked off the top half of the shell and slowly eaten it in small bites."
"Who said that!" The ogres shouted angrily, "Just throw the whole egg into your mouth and bite it, then spit out the remaining shell. Who needs to spend that grinding effort to eat an egg!"
"Are you a snake!" "Pretty serious sissy!"
I was stunned to see the situation in the audience, and surprisingly, it was only for such a problem that a group fight broke out. It doesn't surprise me when the reopened dispute will escalate into another fight, and the other people who came to persuade me also shook their heads helplessly. However, I was surprised by another thing. The so-called low educated cannibal demon tribe is also very good at cursing people, which is really surprising. The past impression has been overturned a lot today.
Just as the people and horses on both sides began to approach and prepare for the second battle, the man sitting in the center of the iron block shouted loudly, "Hehuai Stos just took my Japanese car RGV -" Γ (gamma) 500 improvement completed, do you want to be a sacrifice! " Meanwhile, the iron pipes that had just made a loud noise were aimed at some of the people and horses.
The two sides who paused were dumbfounded. Look at me, I look at you, and no one knows what to do.
"Yo! We claim to be the most perfect deity, and even the sun god Apollo would be so fierce!"
"I have never denied that a certain degree of violence is necessary," the man turned around and said.
Apollo, the sun god? Is it really fake? But following the man's gaze and looking back, my feet trembled slightly. The only description I want is' none of them are like humans'... Wait a moment, how much of it truly belongs to humans is worth questioning. There are those thighs thicker than my waist, those that can't distinguish between head, hands, and feet... and so on, dozens of others. Perhaps only the leader can still see the silhouette of a woman, but that pair of breasts... I can only describe it as' great '. And her face was covered by a thick veil, and I couldn't tell if she looked the same as the group of monsters behind her.
"Sanma." "Sanma..." The sound of saluting kept going, and most people obediently leaned against the wall and stood up, except for the four of us and the guy who heard it was the Sun God.
"Bringing all the troops up, are we going to war?" I watched as the four legs of the iron block under the man's seat changed direction and retreated to the side, facing a group of people approaching.
"Hehe! If you want to suppress these three to four dozen people, don't you call them so many? If the Great Demon King allows me to kill them, then only about ten people will be enough. But if you want to make these arguing people disabled first, and then slowly preach, you should need so many people. I and the children are very violent. Hehe!" A few sneers came from behind at the same time.
The trembling speech made me notice that both races behind me took a big step back in fear. But the man only allowed the iron block under his seat to move forward a few steps.
"How come you have time to come? Usually, you have to communicate with the servants through the altar, don't you?" said the leading woman.
"Minotaur and Iridium led a group of underground dwarves to find a way to excavate the 61st layer. It seemed like there was some problem, so they came to me for help. When they first arrived, they heard it was a bit troublesome, so they came up to take a look. If there were no problems, then there should be no problems. I'm not that fond of war and killing."
"You heard me! Have you come to a conclusion on your matter?" the woman asked the two sides who were still in a standoff. I turned around and looked at the fairies and ogres. The two sides looked at each other and shrugged, scattering towards different channels.
When I turned around with a surprised expression, I noticed that the sun god saw Jina standing by the wall. He said as if recalling something, "Oh! By the way, Jina, my father told me to tell you not to be the witch of Pusiman anymore. He can give you stronger thunder power."
Looking back, Jina, who was obedient, still said coldly, "Thank you, I don't like old men."
The man who had been whitewashed for a while smiled bitterly with his handsome face and said, "I'm only responsible for delivering messages, don't misunderstand."
At this moment, another voice came from the woman leading a group of monsters. "By the way, Apollo, your witch vegetable field is also planning to come to you. Since you're here, take some time to visit her. It seems to be related to what you handed her."
After listening, Apollo still smiled bitterly and said, "At least I am also a deity. You can't speak politely."
"Hehe! Claiming! Claiming to be a deity is all. Besides, I'm not your witch, and I'm not your follower. I care so much about you. Are there too few gods I've seen?" The woman half covered her mouth and chuckled.
As Apollo, who was about to offer a helpless defense, changed his expression to give up, he shook his head and said, "These days, it's hard for God to do anything..." At the same time, a strange beeping sound came from the iron block under his seat. "Bibi! Bibi! Apollo, have you arrived yet?"
"Minotaurus, I have arrived. Please locate the coordinates on your end. Sanma, then I will leave first." I watched as the man nodded at the woman, and the iron blocks that had originally been separated closed again, enveloping the man in the steel once again.
"Three dimensional relative coordinate positioning (23,69233). Minotaurus, when passing through 55 layers in the middle, will not be disturbed by time?"
"Don't worry, the turbulence of four-dimensional coordinates won't affect the movement of three-dimensional relative coordinates in localization. Just don't clumsily break into that narrow gap."
"Where is the origin?"
"Two meters ahead of me, there is already clearance."
"Don't play with me!"
"Anyway, your Japanese car can't be damaged without high-energy weapons. What are you afraid of?"
"The last time you used 'Falling Well' to turn me around. If it's bad, it's not bad. It's just a painful fall."
"Haha... haha..." An awkward laugh sounded.
"Ignoring you, I'll warn you first, don't play with me. Space object transfer activation..."
The sound from the iron block came to an end, and in the next moment, the huge iron block disappeared into the radiance. I was stunned for a moment, but others seemed to take it for granted.
"Stranger..." I just realized that the woman who was known as the third mother was staring at me. She continued to ask, "What's up?"
"We're looking for the XXX Demon King," Lehua rushed to answer.
"Well, then follow me. Jina, please take the Night Demon Xia down by the way." After speaking, San Ma turned around.
Although it is an imperative statement, Jina has no action. San Ma continued without looking back, "You kicked it, right?"
"Yes..."
The sound of the spell came from Sanma's mouth, and the rune stone thrown onto the ground established a blue portal. The people around walked into the portal one by one. Jina, carrying the Night Demon Knight behind his back, turned around and signaled that we should also enter the teleportation door.
As expected, the destination of the portal is another magic circle surrounded by many runes. The group of monsters who arrived first had already dispersed and left, and Sanma and Jina were also moving towards the largest channel. We can only catch up quickly.
Leaving a glance at Lehua who was passing the door behind him, he curiously asked, "Why didn't we use something so convenient from the beginning? We were so tired that we ran all those stairs for nothing."
The Night Demon immediately replied, "Because teleportation is not a simple magic that everyone knows how to use, you don't know that! Magician, guide, and young lady. But we still carry the teleportation scrollbar with us, so we use it in emergency situations. We usually walk more stairs. On the one hand, it's for exercising our body, and on the other hand, we need to make magic scrollbars for people who don't know how to use them to cast magic. This is even more difficult and troublesome than those who can use them directly. Not only is the cost of materials and labor not cheap, but it's not even easy. The only destination that can be located in the entire dungeon is the person who can make teleportation scrollbars with one hand." It's where we just arrived. And because we have to pass through dimensional space, the teleportation spell only covers dungeons, which is even more difficult. But once we leave dungeons, the scrollbar is no different from garbage
"I said..."
"What's going on? Jina."
"Why don't you roll off my back when you wake up!"
I only saw Jinai grabbing the Night Demon's hair on his back and throwing it forward with force. The Night Demon Hero slammed heavily onto the wall, and as he fell, he stroked his waist, shouting pain. As he touched the painful area, the Night Demon Warrior cursed, "Damn it, you stinky women with big breasts and no brain, big breasts and no health, big buttocks and no worries..." Various obscene words rushed out like beads. Jina still maintained his usual indifference, but the offensive he launched was like a raging fire.
With a rolling posture, the Night Demon Hero was able to dodge several consecutive attacks, but could not avoid a heavy blow to the back of the head that followed. Seeing San Ma slowly retracting her right leg and maintaining an independent stance, she smiled and said, "Remember next time, Night Demon Xia, don't knock down all the women with one rod." Oh my goodness! I didn't even have the confidence to avoid that sharp blow, let alone turn my back to her. A simple leg shows real effort.
However, everyone present, including myself, shifted their gaze to the Night Demon Xia who was unconscious and foaming. It was only then that San Ma noticed and smiled, "Faint, you haven't heard my kind words. Jina, come and carry him on your back."
Both are imperative statements, but Gina still has no action. San Ma smiled and said, "Please, hehe~"
"Yes..."