Don't call me evil god

Dolan did what he said.

In just a few seconds of chaos, he was able to seize the opportunity. His skinny body was so flexible that he was able to get out of the tight ropes in a few moves.

After regaining his freedom, he didn't even use [Stealth].

The half-baked [Stealth] would cause his movement speed to drop significantly, and after using it once, he would have to wait for a long time for the shadow energy to gather again.

It was a precious opportunity, so he didn't use it if he could.

Just by blocking the blind spot of the guard and the cultist's vision, he managed to sneak behind the cultist without anyone noticing.

This was pure skill.

Excellent body control and hand-eye coordination.

If it were the old Dolan, the risk of doing this would be very high. Even if he had practiced a lot, the success rate would still be only about 20% to 30%.

But now he has the blessing from Norwen.

The combat assistance that lasts at the cost of consuming destiny points will dye the world in Dolan's eyes a distinct red.

The area covered by the red light represents the area within the guards' field of vision.

Those areas that are not covered are the blind spots where he can take advantage of the opportunity to act!

With a sufficiently accurate judgment, Dolan's success rate can be at least 90%.

Leaving that 10% is a conservative statement, after all, no one can predict unexpected situations.

This time, there were no accidents at all.

Before being tied up, their weapons were naturally confiscated.

Dolan was even able to quietly take the meat-cutting dagger he carried from the waist of one of the guards while avoiding being discovered by circling the blind spots of the guards' field of vision.

Until this deadly weapon accurately pierced the heart of the cultist, the dwarf guard did not react to his loss.

"?!"

Dolan hit the target with one strike, pulled out his weapon, and withdrew without hesitation.

It was not enough to just deal with this cultist, there were still 4 dwarf guards on the scene!

He could not deal with so many guards alone.

He leaped towards Lancelot who was rolling on the ground, and his hands swiped his back like a butterfly, and the dense rope was untied in an instant.

Lancelot was not as agile as Doran, so he couldn't get out directly, but the warrior's body was strong enough. Without the restraint, he only needed to collapse with force, and the original rope would explode.

"Pooh! Pooh!"

"Sun thief! You tied me up last time, right? Come on, let's have a good fight!"

Although the other party didn't understand the common language and didn't know what Lancelot was shouting, the momentum came out anyway.

Spitting out the rag in his mouth, Lancelot waved his fists and faced the four dwarf guards head-on to prevent them from interfering with Doran from untying his companions!

His fists and feet and barbarian blood, which he is good at, are just suitable for such a combat environment!

He is strong enough to resist beatings in a short period of time, and has good combat ability even without weapons!

…

With Lancelot temporarily blocking the guards in front, Dolan followed suit and soon freed Sam and Bacon.

Dolan slipped by the side of the dwarf guards again, and got a short stick, a knife, and a purse that looked quite bulging.

“Next!”

He handed the knife to Bacon and threw the short stick to Sam.

With a barely usable weapon, plus the assistance of combat skills and magic, there was no reason for him to lose in a one-on-one duel!

In a few seconds, the dwarf guards were knocked to the ground one by one.     Lancelot found the bloodletting knife used in the sacrifice, and without hesitation, he stabbed each of the four guards in the chest.

“Ugh!”

“Woo-ga!”

Lancelot was relieved when he saw their life bars empty and the “death” prompt appeared in [Battle Assist].

He had no intention of being merciful.

Last time, he was taken alive by the cultists in front of these wild dwarves, and his flesh and bones were taken out.

They were still shouting meaningless words in unison, looking fanatical.

Since they were in the same group with the cultists, whether they were contaminated by the power of the evil god or not, Lancelot had no reason to let them go.

Lancelot didn't want to experience the horrible torture of sacrifice again in his life.

His whole body was covered with wounds, and every wound was mixed with severe pain and itching. The new flesh and blood were closely connected to the original body, and he could feel its feelings, but he couldn't control it at all.

Although death was no longer the biggest fear, the pain before death was still inevitable.

After killing the cultists and guards who were guarding them, the four had enough time to breathe, and only then did they have time to carefully observe the structure of this underground area.

This space was roughly a regular square structure.

A hole of just the right size was broken on one side of the rock wall, and the huge shrunken tentacle stretched out from the hole.

The rock walls on both sides are very flat, even smooth.

There is nothing on top.

No cracks, no gravel, no soil.

The underground space opened up by excavation alone must have a bumpy surface.

It seems that this place has been specially polished and repaired.

However, the lamps and candles used for lighting are placed directly on the ground. Ordinary dwarven buildings like to insert them into the wall or hang them in the rock wall above their heads.

This place does not conform to the traditional characteristics of the dwarves.

Following the route they were escorted here, an irregularly shaped "hole" connects this underground space to the passage dug by the dwarves.

The passage outside looks normal.

The uneven surface of the passage.

An oil lamp is embedded in the rock walls on both sides at intervals, providing a lighting effect that is barely enough to identify the direction.

This is the standard dwarf style.

The intricate excavation passages, interconnected, maze-like huge structures, basically only those dwarves with the best memory can identify the direction of advance.

Lancelot and his people are likely to get lost in it, and they can't find the correct route.

The last time he was escorted here, Lancelot was thinking about the shriveled tentacle of the behemoth and the dangerous and evil sacrificial ceremony, and didn't pay attention to the differences in these details at all.

Now that they have enough time, they find that this underground area has a distinctly strange and abnormal atmosphere.

"Here..." Bacon frowned and said hesitantly: "It doesn't look like an area excavated by dwarves. It looks like a stone chamber like this has always existed."

"During the excavation process, those barbarian dwarves broke through the stone wall and entered this stone chamber, which formed the completely different environmental characteristics inside and outside."

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