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The Explorers' Association has been digging underground for more than half a month, and the air and noise pouring in from the outside world have awakened some creatures sleeping in the underground palace.

After receiving Valeera's warning, Sharlayan and Stellagosa immediately drew their weapons and put on a fighting stance without saying a word.

Brian and the archaeologists were not professional fighters, so their reaction speed was more than a beat slower.

"Hawk! Ga!"

The strange cries came from far to near, and when the first alien creature rushed out from the gap in the door pushed open by Sharlayan, Brian finally woke up like a dream.

"What the hell is this ahhh!"

Brian is a senior archaeologist and explorer.

Over the years, he has traveled to almost every corner of the Eastern Kingdom.

Except for Uldaman, which is buried very hidden in the underground palace, Brian has gone in and explored all the relics that can be called famous on the surface, and he can be regarded as well-informed.

But the deformed and ugly creature that appeared before Brian's eyes was something he had never seen before.

The stench from the other party's big mouth full of yellow teeth has drifted into Brian's nose, and the saliva splashed out of his mouth due to his roar is splashing everywhere.

"This is the Trojan."

Sharlayan, who was mentally prepared, did not panic. As the strongest fighter in the trio, he undoubtedly stood at the front to attract the attention of the enemy.

"Don't make a move yet, let me try the abilities of these guys."

Sharlayan took out a large half-human-high shield and stuck it on the ground, Valeera and Stellagosa nodded knowingly.

This large shield is not a divine weapon, not even of epic quality. It is just an excellent shield that Sharlayan picked up during the adventure. The biggest advantage is that it has a wide protection area, and it can protect most of the body when unfolded.

"Crunch!"

The trogg in the front didn't have any weapons in his hands, and scratched directly on the large shield with his dirty claws, making toothache metal friction sounds.

"That's it?"

The force from the shield was not strong, not to mention shaking Sharlayan's defense, and it didn't even put a decent pressure on him.

"Boom!"

Taking advantage of the old opportunity of the opponent's strength, Sharlayan counter-shocked the large shield in a timely manner, and forcibly bounced the opponent's attack posture. chest.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by the crisp sound of bones breaking, this trogg, who was dying the fastest, was knocked back into the air screaming, and there was no movement after landing.

After this test, Sharlayan roughly judged the trogg's individual strength.

Although there will definitely be differences in the strength of different troggs, but generally speaking, the difference should be similar.

The hand-to-hand combat ability of a single trogg is no different from that of a high elf civilian who has not received any combat training, so it can only bully a thin dwarf.

The troggs' advantage is not in their personal strength, but in their overwhelming numbers.

After knocking out the first trogg, Sharlayan immediately put away his large shield and held the Valagar sword again.

In just a short while, more than a dozen troggs rushed out of the gate, rushing towards Sharlayan with "enthusiasm" like refugees who had been starving for a week.

"Roar!!"

As always, it started with the roar of the giant dragon, and the violent sound waves that spread out shook the troggs within a certain range until their seven orifices bleed, and they could no longer maintain the previous fierce charge, and fell to the ground with garlic under their feet.

"Stella, Valeera, don't hold back anymore, attack with all your strength!"

"no problem."

"give it to me!"

Stella clenched the Meteor Staff tightly with both hands, and the purple crystal on the head of the staff began to shine.

Centered on the first fallen trogg, a dark purple gravitational point suddenly appeared, and the huge suction force pulled all the troggs around.

Valeera turned into a shadow and rushed out from Sarlayan's side, and the black shadow shuttled between the troggs gathered by Stellagosa several times.

Blood was flying all over the sky, and none of the troggs who appeared within the scope of the killing feast could still breathe alive, and every enemy who was attacked had eye-catching wounds on the neck or heart.

With the cooperation of the two, dozens of troggs were killed at one time, but this did not stop the trojans who came forward one after another from charging.

Fortunately, the gap in the gate opened by Sharlayan was not large, and at most 3 troggs could be squeezed out at one time.

Sharlayan stood guard at the gate, swinging the heavy sword up and down, every stroke could take away the life of at least one trogg.

When Brian came back to his senses and tried to join the battle, he found that there was no room for him to make a move in this small battlefield.

The fight lasted for half an hour.

It wasn't that the troggs gave up, but that the three of Sharlayan lost their patience.

Regardless of Brian's repeated reminders to pay attention to the protection of cultural relics, Sarlayan, who was in a temper, spewed a big mouthful of flames of life at the gap in the gate in human form.

The entire entrance to the underground palace was illuminated by fire, and the troggs screamed one after another.

Creatures like troggs, whose habits are no different from those of wild beasts, were finally terrified by the soaring flames.

After this round of dragon's breath, Sharlayan and the others outside the door could still hear strange cries coming from inside the door, but no troggs dared to rush out of the door again, and the panicked cries gradually faded away.

"Huh~"

Sharlayan, who had been fighting for a long time, let out a foul breath.

"I thought these deformed monsters were really not afraid of anything. They are as afraid of fire as wild beasts. If I knew it, I would have given them a mouthful of salt soda."

Stellagosa rolled her eyes: "Don't be poor, take the time to rest, there are still many fish that slipped through the net in the underground palace, and the next exploration is bound to be not easy."

Uldaman is an ancient earth spirit factory. I am afraid that even Azadas himself cannot accurately tell how many earth spirits there are in the underground palace, how many of them have been affected by the curse of flesh and blood, and how many flesh and blood earth spirits have deformed degradation.

The production of Titan creations is usually in units of tens of thousands. According to a rough estimate, there are at least tens of thousands of troggs in the underground palace. With Sharlayan's three-person team alone, it would take a lot of time to let them kill them.

As a degenerate species of earth spirits, troggs are born with a strong ability to dig holes. If they are allowed to escape at will, God knows where these guys will dig holes and escape.

In the original history, it was the Gnomeregan gnomes who built the city underground, but who can guarantee that history will develop along this route?

If these guys hold a grudge and dig underground in the Eversong Forest, it will be a real disaster.

"Brian, it's your turn to act."

After a brief discussion, the three of Sharlayan decided to go straight to the core of Uldaman.

As long as the sleeping Azadas and the earthen can be awakened, and the earthen factory in the Uldaman underground palace can be restarted, these degenerated troggs will be able to realize what a real numerical advantage is.

Sarlayan patted Bryan on the shoulder twice: "It's not too late, let's set off immediately. Put aside the ruins and cultural relics along the way for the time being, and find the target and go straight to the center of the underground palace."

Brian sighed helplessly: "This is the only way to go now, I hope those barbaric troggs don't destroy the precious cultural relics in the underground palace."

...

Compared with Ulduar and Uldum, Uldaman is undoubtedly much smaller, but this is only a relative term.

As a facility built by titans, the scales of the various buildings inside are based on the size of titan guardians, which is obviously beyond the standard for high elves and dwarves.

After several discussions and seeking Stellagosa's consent, Sharlayan finally decided to let her change back to the dragon prototype.

The archaeologists headed by Brian were shocked from ear to ear when they saw Stellagosa's body. They never dreamed that there would be a giant dragon following them.

Calling everyone to their backs, Stellagosa flew in the vast underground palace to find a way, and killed some lonely troggs along the way.

Under the awe of Longwei, these poor deformed creatures did not dare to resist at all.

The passages inside Uldaman extend in all directions, but they can't stop Sharlayan and others from exploring one by one with exhaustive methods.

After going around the same dead end three times, Sharlayan finally tried to decrypt it under the reminder of the barrage.

"The map hall...is this here?"

In an empty hall, Sharlayan jumped off Stellagosa's back first.

In the center of the hall is a pile of miniature architectural models, which are not similar to Uldaman in terms of structure.

"The structure of this miniature... Could it be Ulduar?"

There is a device in the center of the model that apparently looks like a jack, but the key that should have been inserted in it has disappeared.

The light in the underground palace is very dim, and the vision is provided by the lighting technique released by Stellagosa.

Sharlayan turned on Eagle Eye to scan around, and after a while, he saw a trembling trogg with a "staff" hiding in a corner of the wall.

"That should be the key, right? Dude, let me borrow your head."

"Chirp!"