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"Smelly!"

“Very smelly!”

"Stinky stink!"

The first feeling of stepping into the dark cave of the goblin was the only one that Morgan felt.

Speaking of which, trolls are also very stinky, kind of fishy.

But compared to the stench of the hole in front of him, it was nothing.

Morgan didn't know how to describe the stench of the cave.

Anyway, it's not an exaggeration to describe the stench in this cave with the most stench thing you can imagine.

"Fuck"

Morgan was a little dizzy from being smoked, and shook his head vigorously.

Finally, he couldn't help tearing off a piece of the close-fitting long sleeve under the leather armor.

When both nostrils were stuffed with broken clothes.

After being unable to sense the outside world, Morgan felt much better.

Only then did he have the mind to look at the surrounding environment in the cave.

This cave is very large and very spacious.

In fact, thinking about it, I know that the cave that can hold the three giant rock trolls can be so small.

The cave is very spacious, and the cave is equally terrifying.

Except for the gray-white road in the middle, which was fairly clean, there were all kinds of gnawed skeletons scattered around the sides of the road.

The reason why the road appeared gray-white, Morgan observed after observation, it was formed by the sinking of the smashed bones.

The countless skeletons are of various animals, as well as of humans.

More than a dozen people in the expedition are looking for the troll's cave, which may be discovered by others at any time.

Morgan took a quick look and found no hidden danger.

Then he strode straight into the depths of the cave.

The further you go deeper into the cave, the darker the light gets.

The stench is also stronger.

Morgan, although his nose was stuffed with clothes, was very sluggish.

But other senses are still exposed and can be felt naturally.

Like the eyes of the second nose.

Going deeper into the cave, Morgan began to feel a slight discomfort in his eyes.

This is really stinky to the eyes.

The light was getting dim, and Morgan estimated that he should have walked about fifty or sixty meters in the cave.

But there is still no end to the cave in sight.

In addition to seeing a few long swords that were slanted into the soil and stained with rust in the middle.

Morgan saw nothing else of value.

Morgan moved on.

It wasn't long before he finally saw the end this time.

Just in addition to a large number of various weeds, hay, and a small amount of feces.

Morgan did not see even a single silver coin.

As for the high elf sword in his memory, there is no trace of it.

This is the deepest part of the cave, and apparently where the trolls rest.

But where is your great sword?

Morgan looked left and right but couldn't find what he wanted, feeling a little irritable.

After he found out early in the morning that the temporary camp was the one in the memory plot.

I've been thinking about copying the troll cave.

Now that the trolls are all dead, the team has been pulled back to the right track similar to the plot memory.

Now, he is also the first to stand in the troll's lair.

I was thinking of taking this opportunity to make a fortune, but I found that there was nothing.

The thought that he had been pondering for most of the day turned out to be an illusion.

It's frustrating for anyone to change it.

"It's not hiding in these stinky weeds and hay."

After looking around carefully, Morgan looked at the large weeds in front of him and thought seriously.

Even if the nose is stuffed tightly.

Morgan could also think of the stench of his surroundings, not to mention the grass under which the trolls were sleeping.

and many more

what is that?

Just when Morgan was about to step forward to rummage.

Suddenly, his eyes saw the end, and there was still a way.

It's just a little bit narrower.

At the same time, because the surrounding environment was dim, Morgan could not see very clearly.

It's easy to overlook the dim alley in front of you.

Morgan stepped forward immediately.

After crossing the path, a spacious cave appeared in front of Morgan.

Then he saw a large number of gold coins and silver coins covered with dust and soil scattered all over the ground.

In addition to a large amount of gold and silver coins, there is also a broken weapon rack covered with dust and cobwebs, with several weapons scattered on it.

Deep in the corner, an exquisite treasure chest half a meter long and wide was also half open, filled with gold coins and various gems.

"Finally found!"

Looking at the cave in front of him, Morgan looked happy and heaved a sigh of relief.

Then it's time to harvest.

Morgan strode forward, walked straight to the dazzling exquisite treasure chest, and began to choose.

It is impossible for Morgan to swallow such a whole box of treasure.

Because he has nothing to put.

Although you can dig a hole to bury the treasure chest like in the memory plot.

But it was time consuming, because other members of the expedition team could come over at any time.

The second is that there are traces of how the newly dug holes are filled. Once they are discovered, it will be embarrassing.

Think about the gold and silver wealth in the underground kingdom of Gushan in the memory plot.

Morgan thought it was not worth fighting with a bunch of dwarves over something so small.

Besides, although the three trolls were all killed by their own arrows.

But if it weren't for a group of dwarves who risked their lives to haunt and harass the trolls.

It's hard to say whether Morgan can successfully kill a troll.

What's more, he remembered the dwarf Beaufort, and the two of them were not lightly injured because of it.

Morgan couldn't just swallow the treasure.

After picking out the most valuable gems in a purse of various crystal clear colors.

Morgan stopped.

Without hesitation, he walked to the weapon rack to the side.

There were several weapons stuck in a mess on it, but it was blocked by a lot of dusty cobwebs.

I can't see exactly what weapons it is.

Morgan stretched out his hand to remove the cobweb, and several weapons immediately revealed their true colors.

A long sword in the shape of a cross sword, a single-edged weapon in the shape of a long sword, and a short sword.

Morgan drew out the cross sword and opened his mouth to blow away the thick dust covering the sword.

Just at first glance, he can see that the long sword in front of him has far exceeded the saber he is currently wearing in terms of forging materials.

The long sword is silver-white as a whole, with a delicate and beautiful shape, full of high-grade texture.

Looking at the long sword in front of him, Morgan suddenly felt that it was not just a sword, but more like a work of art.

In the Middle-earth of Cold Weapons.

Not many races can forge their own weapons.

There are very few races that can forge this kind of art-like weapon.

"Wow"

Morgan suddenly drew his sword.

The blade is also silver-white, as clean as new, with a cold light.

Morgan brought his finger close to the blade and felt a tingling sensation immediately.

That is the incomparable edge of the blade pressing against the skin.

"Wow"

The long sword is sheathed.

Morgan was extremely satisfied: "It's really a good sword."

at this time.

There was a sudden noise outside.

"This way."

begging for a ticket~~