Mercenaries and Adventurers

Kilta used an ax and a long sword to advance deep into the belly of the monster. He had to cut through the fixed peritoneal tissue of many monster organs that were blocking the way, and then push these huge monster body tissues back.

The closer he got to the penetrating blue-white light organ in the depths, the more uncomfortable he felt physically. The feeling of nausea kept coming from his stomach, and his head was constantly aching.

And as time passed and he got closer, he felt more and more uncomfortable.

But just because of this, Kil knew more and more that he had to speed up his pace and movements, after all, the glowing thing was about to explode.

This must be stopped, otherwise the ending for him inside the monster's carapace will definitely not be good. Afterwards, it might be difficult for hunters to find any traces of him in the flesh and blood of Warcraft.

The long sword used cutting to cut through the peritoneum of the organ blocking the way, while the ax cut off some of the small twitching muscles that were blocking his progress, and then he finally got close to this magical organ deep in the monster.

Many thick blood vessels connect this spherical light-emitting organ, which hangs in a small cavity here. It looks like a spider lying on a web waiting for prey.

Many luminous substances are infused into the middle organs through these blood vessels, and then the organs convert many luminous substances and penetrate them in the form of aerosol. These floating luminous substances gathered in this cavity. As soon as Kil came into contact, it penetrated his armor and touched his body.

"Hiss, it hurts." When Kil was touched by this thing, he retracted his outstretched arm as if he had been burned by coals. There are these luminous substances shining here, and the light is very bright. He took off the armor gloves on his arms and took a closer look at the skin that had just come into contact with the glowing mist.

There were no wounds on the skin, and it didn't hurt when touched with my hands. It seemed like the pain just now was an illusion.

But Kil raised his arm and put it in front of his visor to take a closer look, and the result surprised him.

If you look carefully at the place you just touched, you will see that there is also a faint blue-white fluorescence, but it is not very obvious.

Kil put down his arm, put on his gloves again, raised his head and looked at the organ right in front of him, his mouth felt bitter.

But he ran out of time, not to mention that he was so close to this light-emitting organ, the pain in his stomach became more and more obvious, and his head gradually became drowsy.

The soliloquy of the monster in his ears seemed to be getting clearer and clearer, and he even felt that he could feel the emotions naturally emitted by the monster from its words.

The light-emitting organ not far away released more and more energy mist, and the feeling of death made Kil know that he had no time. I don’t know when something bad will change here next.

He didn't want to rush forward recklessly like a moth to a flame, so he first pulled out the dagger and threw it towards the light-emitting organ.

At such a close distance, there was no chance of him missing the target. The steel dagger's body was firmly inserted into the surface of the light-emitting organ, but it was only inserted shallowly and did not bring about any other changes.

He took one look and knew that wasn't enough.

After thinking about it for a while, Keir made up his mind to risk his life and survive.

Taking a deep breath of the weird-smelling air, Kil suddenly rushed forward and passed through the floating mist energy around the light-emitting organ. Although it caused great pain in an instant, Kil gritted his teeth and held the gun in his hand. Axes and swords struck hard on this organ.

Pfft, pfft.

Two consecutive large wounds fell on the luminous organ, and a large amount of luminous substance filled inside poured out from the wounds, covering the face of Kil in front of him.

He felt as if he was being grilled in a flame, or like dough, being placed in a hot furnace to bake and heat.

"Ahhhhh!!" Unable to bear it any longer, Kil cried out in pain.

Those luminous substances and the surrounding luminous aerosol were like sulfuric acid, causing Kil, who was touched, to kneel down on the ground of the cavity in pain.

Kil even felt that his brain seemed to be melted by these things, but he who could still accept the pain obviously didn't. The whole body was twitching in pain, and it was impossible to complete the action of destroying this thing.

He breathed in the air around him in big mouthfuls, regardless of the fact that every time he took a breath, the glowing aerosol inhaled into his lungs caused him more pain, making his lungs twitch and cough.

However, his hands never let go of the two weapons he was holding tightly, even though he was in so much pain that he couldn't even faint.

In the last trace of consciousness left in the pain, Kil was like a puddle of mud. When rolling on the ground, he could only swing his arms upwards, and use sharp axes and swords to cut off the blood vessels that supply the light-emitting organs. Cut to pieces.

Although it was only an attack caused by the writhing pain, it was enough for the blood vessels in these vital areas.

Many blood vessels close to the ground were cut off by his back and forth attacks, and the luminous substance in the blood vessels spurted out and sprinkled on the floor of the cavity. Soon, Kil could only lie down among these liquid luminous substances.

But apart from being more painfully stimulated, there were no more changes.

After barely adapting to this huge pain for a moment, Kil roared, jumped up from the ground, jumped up and hugged the light-emitting organ hanging in the air. His last consciousness made him wave his arms and remove the last few bits of the upper part of the light-emitting organ. The roots were still cutting off the blood vessels that carried the luminous substance.

Then, he threw himself on the fallen light-emitting organ and passed out holding the thing.

While in coma, his hands and feet twitched from time to time, and his breathing stopped for a while. However, he was stimulated by the surrounding luminous substances and luminous aerosol, and the diaphragm under his lungs twitched again to drive his breathing.

A long time passed like this, and the organs of the surrounding monsters gradually stopped working, and the monsters gradually died.

But the dead monster was attracted by an ax tightly held in Kil's hand, and a small part of its soul was eventually bitten off by the ax and then absorbed into the ax. The long sword in Kil's other hand was also eager to try, but in the end it was just soaked in the luminous liquid substance on the floor of the cavity. It vibrated and bounced for a while. After realizing that he could do nothing, he calmed down helplessly.

But the huge and violent magic power around them is not something to be trifled with. They are eroding the only living beings on the scene, performing the final tasks assigned to them by the Warcraft.

Until there was a "pop" sound, an earthy yellow light emitted from the cavity floor, and a little goblin with a hat and a big beard, only one hand high, appeared sitting on a big snail shell.

It looked at everything around it with a surprised look on its face, and flew cautiously towards Kil, who was lying on the ground.

Along the way, the surrounding luminous mist wanted to attack the goblin, but was attracted by several energy storage gems made by elves that it took out from the snail shell, and all of them flew into the gems.

After one gem was filled and emitted a strong blue-white light, the goblin took out another gem. But it didn't bring many gems. After all the gems it brought were used up, it had to do it by itself.

The goblin jumped off the snail shell and landed on Kil's helmet. He jumped a few times with joy and stepped on the helmet, making the helmet bang. It wasn't until the ax held by Kil's right hand started to vibrate that the goblin calmed down. , took out a very small paintbrush from the pony clip he was wearing, penetrated Kil's armor, and started writing and drawing on Kil's body.

While writing something, he muttered dissatisfiedly.

After doing it for a while, it became tired again and made a face at the pained Kil, as if Kil's current painful appearance made it very satisfied.

But Keel was eroded by the luminous mist and luminous liquid substance, his breathing became weaker and weaker, and his heartbeat gradually became lower.

At this time, a small metal ring flew out of the goblin's car. This thing suddenly flew to the goblin's head and knocked it.

The leprechaun who had been taught a lesson picked up the knocked off hat and was very unhappy because under its hat was a head with few hairs left. This secret of the leprechaun is revealed as the hat falls, causing it to jump up and down and fly around on its own in this cavity.

The metal ring ignored the goblin and became illusory for a moment. Then it fell through Kil's glove and was placed directly on Kil's finger.

After venting his emotions, the goblin realized that there was no one else around except Kiel, and immediately put the hat on his head, and tied the hat tightly to the top of his head with a rope that he didn't know where to get.

Feeling safe, the little goblin jumped onto Kil's body with peace of mind, penetrated his armor, and used a small pocket paintbrush to write something invisible on Kil's body.

--

Keir felt like he was having a dream.

In the dream, he returned to the ancient elf ruins.

But when he looked around, he realized that everything around him could not be called ruins.

In the passage made of silver metal plates, there is light and no shadow.

Every once in a while, you can see a luminous pedestal shining.

Keir even felt that just one luminous pedestal was enough for the entire passage, and the surrounding silver plates would naturally reflect the light into the entire passage.

But when he touched the things around him, they all felt illusory. When he touched them with his arms, he couldn't touch anything.

Just like a ghost.

ghost?

Yes, am I dead?

Only then did he suddenly recall what happened before. He was in the body of the Warcraft, and the Warcraft seemed to be using magic to self-destruct because it was defeated?

"So, I am already dead." He said in a low voice.

It feels a little weird. Even if he is dead, he should be near the monster, but why did he return to this elf ruins?

And it's not in the current elven ruins.

Keir looked at the silver plates around him that reflected light. There were many subtle light flows on these precious metal plates. They were not random light flows, but one could tell at a glance that they were artificially controlled and had fixed characteristics. Logical energy flow routes.

He squinted his eyes and felt that he had been a little superficial when he regarded these silver plates as simple precious metals.

This kind of thing obviously has some other uses, and it is probably the main use. Reflection and precious decoration are just their most obvious functions.

But Keir quickly let out a breath and felt that these things had no use. He is not even sure whether he is alive or dead now.

The only thing that is certain is that everything around you is not real. Because the elf ruins are in such good condition, they were only like this ten thousand years ago.

He stayed there for a while and found it boring, so he walked slowly towards the depths of the elf's once secret research base.

If what he expected was right, the place ahead was the huge underground space that was the main research area.

The huge underground space now is used by him to house bats who spend the winter. I don't know what the meaning of this place is now.

He walked down the passage, and when he came inside, he stood on the edge of the high balcony railing and looked down, but he saw something incredible.

A huge, strange, half-plant, half-animal monster is wreaking havoc at the bottom of the Elf Research Base. Baring his teeth and claws, his limbs like tree vines kept grabbing everything around him and waving them around.

But that's all. After all, the people doing research here are not the weak scientists from his previous life. Each of these elves are very powerful guys.

Several elves were floating in the air, each covered with a thick magic shield. While watching the monsters wreaking havoc below, they even got close to chat.

One of the female elves, Kil recognized, was the one he had always seen before.

He speculated that the ring that had always made him dream was probably the female elf's. And it's not something unimportant.

He looked down curiously, then felt that the distance was too far to see clearly, so he walked around the stairs on the side, looking at it, and walked slowly down.

The elves all looked excited, raising their hands to gesture and chatting with their colleagues. Kil estimated that the monster below, which looked dangerous but was not dangerous to the elves at all, was what excited these researchers.

Are these things locked behind the unopenable doors in the ruins?

It looks okay, with a huge body and flexible and powerful waving tentacles, but that's all.

Besides, even if it is really this thing, at least ten thousand years have passed since it was abandoned in the ruins. In such a long time, countless things have been reduced to ashes.

Just like the elves studying the huge trees above the base.

Thousands of years have passed, and only the last ruins of the big tree remain.

The monsters that were 'mucking' underneath were randomly grabbing any items placed on the bottom, waving them, smashing them, and throwing them. These elves didn't care. After all, they were just daily necessities. The important research base facilities were protected. Monsters with no intelligence at all would probably not even be able to open the door, let alone destroy the base.

But just when the monster's tentacles grabbed a carved stone statue at the bottom of the base, the female elf raised her heart. That stone statue was that of her heroic father. She carved it herself after returning. It was very important to her. emotional meaning.

But fortunately, the stone statue was protected by the magic power in the base and could not be destroyed by weak monsters. This made her sigh in relief.

However, after the monster played with the stone statue for a while, he actually pulled out a stone sword that was used as a decoration on the stone statue from the hand of her father's stone statue.

This thing is also recognized by the base as part of the base facilities, so it is also protected by powerful magic within the base.

After the monster got this thing, he swung it wildly. The stone sword protected by magic was extremely hard, and it immediately scraped away large pieces of things around it.

The other elves looked at the female elf. The female elf patted her head and puffed up her mouth. She fell angrily and released a large amount of freezing air between her hands, freezing the monster that was not cold-resistant at all. Its tentacles hung down one after another, weak. swaying.

The female elf kicked the frozen monster's tentacle, causing the green tentacle, which was obviously a tree and vine, to break into pieces, and the stone sword fell down.

Gently twisting the stone sword, which was as tall as her, with her hand, the female elf seemed to sense something and glanced at Kil who was standing on the stairs nearby.

This sight made Kil's scalp tingle.

--

Kil's scalp was numb and he opened his eyes.

Taking a breath, the cold air poured into his nose and lungs, which cheered him up and his consciousness immediately became clear.

Opening his eyes, he found that he was in a small tent at this time. The armor on his body had been taken off, and it was covered with a thick animal skin. The same animal skin was also underneath him.

Turning his head, he found a woman lying next to him. This woman, wearing thick and messy clothes, looked like one of the six people they rescued from the bandit camp.

She was lying next to him, snoring quietly, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Keir felt every part of his body and was surprised to find that he didn't feel any discomfort. The pain caused by the previous contact with the luminous mist in the cavity of the Warcraft's body seemed to be memories that could not be recalled.

He only remembered that he seemed to have thrown himself on the light-emitting organ in the end, and then lost consciousness after that.

But judging from the current situation, it seems that he finally prevented the self-destruction of the Warcraft. Of course, more importantly, he saved himself who was imprisoned in the Warcraft's body.

Carefully, Kil gently wrapped an animal skin around his body, which was only wearing underwear.

He was particularly curious now about what happened after he fell into coma.

There were sounds of voices outside the tent, and the sounds of young hunters and rescued women singing together.

It sounds like the battle is over.

Not letting himself wake up the sleeping woman next to him, Keir opened the curtain of the tent with his bare feet and walked out.

The weather outside was nice, the many days of snow and wind had stopped, and there were sunny skies. But the temperature is still very low.

Wrapping himself tightly in the animal skin, Kil discovered that not far away was the huge body of the Warcraft, but some snow had fallen on the body, making it look like a hill covered with snow.

He turned his head and looked around, and found a campfire rising next to it, as well as five or six simple tents. The hunters gathered around the campfire to warm themselves up, and each heated some food or new simple wooden bows and arrows. .

Knight Lanissa's horse also leaned against the campfire to keep warm, but its owner, the female knight, was nowhere to be seen.

Looking beyond the campfire, there were several wooden shelves erected not far away. Interestingly, there were five bandits hanging on them with their hands tied in the air. Those guys could only stand on their toes, so they had to work hard to prevent their hands from being lifted up and broken. They had cloths in their mouths, so they couldn't express any resentment and could only accumulate all the curses. Waiting for an accomplice to rescue them.

But they all know that no one will come to rescue them. There has been such a big series of incidents recently in this bandit forest where they spend the winter. All the surviving bandit gangs, except for one or two bandits sent out to investigate, will only Hide yourself even more secretly and never send anyone out again.

Kil looked at the sun above his head, and for the first time he felt that this thing that he hated so much in the summer now seemed particularly kind.

"Huh." He breathed out, shook his head, and walked towards the hunters who saw him standing up.