Broad World

Due to the sudden and inexplicable attack, everyone was a little depressed. Amy gnawed listlessly on dry bread and asked, "Master, let's go into the cave in a while, so there won't be a sudden flood. I don't want to be washed out again. Those damn mud make my mouth full of sadness."

Henry smiled and shook his head looking at the dripping hole. "Your worries are a little unnecessary. If the water flow of this intensity can be continuously activated inside, it will not last for such a short time just now. You must know that you and Zuwosa have fallen into a coma just now, and you two will drown if you continue for a while."

The half-orc warrior quickly swallowed the jerky in his mouth and asked, "Boss, according to what you mean, someone is manipulating this water flow in secret?"

"It's true, but it's not necessarily human. According to my knowledge, many creatures have the ability to control water flow, and this one may be a bit special." Henry began to stand up and organize his equipment.

Zuwosa looked at him suspiciously and asked, "You already know what's going on in there?"

Henry smiled and shook his head. "No, but I've already locked down a few targets. It's useless to think too much now. After we finish eating, we just need to go down and have a look." After speaking, he stood there alone and thought quietly.

He didn't want to venture into the depths of the cave if he could. Judging from the strength of the water flow just now, the guy inside would definitely not be easy to deal with. But seeing that the orcs and wargs are about to catch up, if you don't confirm what's inside in advance, I'm afraid there's no way to rely on it for defense. He didn't want to be halfway through the fight, and suddenly there was a monster or a flood or something like that behind him.

The time for breakfast passed quickly, and everyone packed up their equipment and returned to the muddy cave entrance. Henry glanced at the accumulated water and mud on the ground and sighed. It seemed impossible to keep his body clean.

"Go in, let's go in and see what is causing the trouble. Also, be careful where you step, there are puddles everywhere. If you accidentally slip and fall, it will definitely not feel good." After finishing speaking, he took the lead and stepped on the muddy ground to walk in.

Walking along the crooked potholes, the group searched for a while before they found the passage leading to the lower floor. Moss grows on this staircase that extends downwards, and it feels like it has been soaked in water all year round. A lot of moisture came out from inside, making people feel a little hard to breathe.

Zuwosa squatted down, picked up a small stone and threw it down. It took a long time to hear a "boom", as if he had fallen into a deep pool. She looked up at Henry and asked, "Are you sure you really want to go down? If there are any aquatic monsters inside, there is no way we can escape."

"Forget it, I'll use the mage's eye to investigate first, and we'll go down if we don't find any danger." Henry bowed his head and chanted a spell, and soon summoned an invisible magic eyeball.

He carefully controlled this fragile organ to slowly float downwards, when suddenly white and transparent figures floated not far in front of him. These dwarf-like ghosts hovered around the pool below, their expressions were painful as if they were being tortured.

A few minutes later, a ball of air bubbles began to emerge from the middle of the pool, and then a pale face emerged from it, and soon the entire upper body was exposed to the water. This is a living and somewhat swollen female corpse. She glanced at the surrounding souls with her cloudy eyes, and then let out bursts of eerie laughter.

Henry noticed that there was a large dark blue gemstone inlaid on the forehead of the female corpse, which was constantly emitting strong waves of magic. The living corpse shook its arms casually, and all the souls around immediately knelt down and covered their necks. After a while, water kept coming out of their mouths, and finally sank into the pool slowly.

Seeing the true face of the monster, Henry immediately cut off the connection with the Mage's Eye. Seeing him recovering, the half-orc warrior walked over and asked, "Head! What happened down there? We heard that eerie laughter again just now."

"Go outside first, it's a bit too dangerous here." After speaking, Henry walked out of the cave.

Several other people looked at each other and followed closely behind. They were made a little guilty by the voice just now. After all, the unknown is the greatest fear of human beings. As soon as he walked out of the cave, Vaughn couldn't wait to continue asking: "It should be safe now, tell us quickly, what kind of monster is inside."

"A very powerful "drowned ghost". For some reason, this guy got a gemstone with magical power embedded in his body. I can't tell now whether she should be considered a necromancer or an elemental creature." Henry rubbed his brows while explaining the situation in the pool.

Several other people took a breath when they heard it. A drowned ghost is already a headache. This terrifying undead creature has a special ability, which is to fill the air within ten meters around it with thick water vapor. This is a deadly threat to all living things that need to breathe, because it is impossible to pant normally. As long as you inhale it, it will immediately produce the effect of drowning like falling into water.

Once someone falls into a coma, within a few minutes, they will be drowned alive by the viscous and damp water vapor. And the guy below still has the ability of the water element, and he can actually manipulate the water flow to launch an impact. If they fight in the tunnel, it is impossible for these people to have any chance of winning.

Just when everyone fell silent, a few wolves suddenly appeared in the woods in the distance. As soon as they saw Henry and the others, they stopped advancing immediately. These cunning beasts raised their heads and howled, and soon the howling of wolves spread out one after another in the woods.

Cursing, Zuvotha drew an arrow and put it on the crossbow. "Damn bastard, these guys are really fast enough to chase. I don't know how they passed the carnivorous ants in front." After she finished speaking, she pulled the trigger, and the arrow flew out with a whoosh, and shot a warg in the hind leg.

The injured guy bit the shaft of the arrow with his mouth, and forcefully pulled out the arrow and spit it out to the ground. It limped back to a safe distance, and kept baring its teeth at the Ranger.

Zuvotha drew another arrow, intending to dash out of the cave and give the worg a good look. Henry shook his head and stopped her behavior.

"It was deliberately not to be fooled. I think the orcs must be nearby. Once you leave this narrow terrain, you will soon be surrounded by these guys, and it will be too late to run."

The ranger stared bitterly at the provocative guy in the distance, and finally put away his weapon. "What a group of cunning bastards. What should we do now? There are a large number of orcs in front of us, and behind us there is a monster that will explode at some point. I feel like we are like mice that fell into a pot. If we jump out, we will be burned to death. If we stay where we are, we will be slowly cooked."

"Let's retreat a little bit. There are too many forks here, and the orcs can easily get in from other holes, which is not conducive to defense. Now we can only take one step at a time. I hope these guys outside don't work too hard." After speaking, Henry set up several skeleton traps in a hidden place, and led everyone to walk inside.

Sackm was grimacing at this moment. In order to pass through the territory of the man-eating ants, he sacrificed the lives of five hundred old orcs. Taking advantage of the time when the ants were carrying the meat, the whole tribe quickly passed through this horrible place. This powerful warrior was already mentally condemning Henry and his party to death. He intends to catch them and torture them for a period of time, and let everyone suffer humiliation before killing them.

The wolf king stood by and carefully kept a safe distance from Sackham. It knew that the violent orc leader must be in a bad mood right now, and if he was not careful, he might take it as a target for venting. This morning, those five hundred old guys who were forcibly pulled out to die are the best role models.

Just as the Cyclops was thinking wildly, a howl came from afar. It pricked up its ears and listened for a while, then trotted all the way to Sackham.

"Great leader, news has come from the pack of wolves ahead. Those adventurers are in the cave not far ahead. My group has blocked them in now. You can lead the army to kill them at any time and capture these lifeless things alive."

Sackham immediately stood up when he heard the news, and he said loudly to the pastor behind him: "Let everyone go immediately, I will catch a few adventurers within two hours."

"Boss, the only cave around here is the dwarven tunnel that was said to be haunted. It is said that everyone who walked in there died, and no one will be spared." The priest lowered his head and reminded carefully.

Sackham laughed and pointed to the orc warriors in front of him who were ready to go. "Haunted? A joke! There is nothing in this world that can withstand the surging army of orcs. We have more than 3,000 fully armed warriors, and even a giant dragon will be killed and dismembered."

Seeing that the dissuasion was ineffective, the pastor could only nod in agreement. "You're right, I'm going to let everyone go. The tunnel is not far from here, and you can see it after a few tens of minutes of walking." After speaking, he walked towards the messy camp.

Soon all the orcs started to move. They packed up their belongings and started to follow the leader in front of them. These undisciplined guys have no formation at all, and it looks like a group of hooligans are about to start a fight. (To be continued.)