The Game of Demon Hunter

Xu Yichen was unprepared for what he would encounter or discover. In the eyes of the witcher, this was a risky move.

In reality, he would never enter an obviously man-made underground space without knowing anything about the situation below and not being fully prepared.

But here, Xu Yichen is a demon hunter, and no one else can complete this kind of task in his place.

The most important thing is that he is in a hurry.

Walking along the narrow underground tunnel, Xu Yichen far surpassed the perception of ordinary people, and vaguely felt that the tunnel led the two intruders to a deeper place underground at an insignificant angle.

What exactly dug this tunnel? After walking down for more than 300 meters, Xu Yichen was sure that with the strength of ordinary people, it was impossible for them to spend manpower to build such a passage that was useless to ordinary people.

As the tunnel stretched all the way down, the height of the tunnel gradually increased, and the witcher could already walk with his chest upright, which made him heave a sigh of relief.

Before this, Xu Yichen had been thinking about how much combat power he could display if he encountered an enemy in the narrow space before.

The witcher speculated that this might be a place where a team of professionals who once lurked in this town, or an organization dug it out specially to hide something.

Because there are no traps reserved in the entire tunnel, the holes that occasionally appear on the walls are ventilation openings to keep the air flowing in the tunnel.

He could feel the flow of air with his saliva-stained fingers, and Xu Yichen estimated that he was about fifteen meters underground.

The straight tunnel has no bends, and the top should be at the edge of the camp at this time.

A decayed wooden door appeared in front of the two of them.

What will be waiting for you inside?

Did this thing cause the residents who lived here before to disappear?

What happened to the man who dug the tunnel in the first place?

At this time, on the ground, the young people standing on the simple city wall issued an early warning. They lit the brazier beside them and shouted loudly: "There is something approaching outside the city!"

Ted glanced at the unresponsive heavily armored warrior guarding the entrance of the tunnel, and said to the one-armed man, "Stay here, I'll go and see what's going on!"

After giving Kasha a wink, the only two remaining professionals in the camp hurried towards the wall.

In that direction, the weird roar made the one-armed man feel a little uncomfortable, but seeing the tall figure of Nangong Yujun, he relaxed a little.

"If we encounter a problem that cannot be solved, you won't sit idly by?" the one-armed man asked tentatively, he was not sure what kind of person the other party was.

During the days of receiving missions all over the world, he has met many professionals. Some of them are heroic and courageous, while others are desperate to save them. The indifference towards mortals is more serious for higher-level professionals.

However, the players in the loess area have already taken over the burden of fighting against chaos or other evils in the hands of the aborigines, and the fighting players have developed the habit of protecting mortals.

"Before I fall, no tragedy will happen here." The voice of the black-armored warrior was a little dull in the helmet, but what he said made the one-armed man feel relieved: "The situation outside is not what you think. It’s as bad as it is, and if something goes wrong, I will support it in time.”

As a player with a professional level of up to level 8 and mastered extraordinary power, Nangong Yujun is confident that he can reach any corner within five seconds in this small town.

It may cause damage to a lot of public facilities, but the black-armored warrior doesn't care about such trivial issues.

Sending the situation outside to the underground demon hunter, Nangong Yujun focused on the surrounding environment. In the dark night, you never know whether the exposed enemy is a bait or not.

Where there is no sound, it may be more dangerous.

The demon hunter who received the news was slowly pushing open the wooden door. Behind the door, a relatively spacious small room of about twenty square meters appeared in front of the two of them.

"I can't feel the influence from the void at all." Effilar said to the witcher: "Unlike drinking your blood, this place seems to be abnormally 'clean'!"

"Clean?" The witcher looked around—

A small round table with a few books that could no longer be seen, a small oil lamp covered in dust, and a chair that was also dirty.

A bookshelf was randomly built with wooden boards on the wall, but it is now broken, and the books that fell on the ground have long been dilapidated.

Most attractive are the several boxes stacked in the corner, one of which is open and filled with chunks of metal strips.

Xu Yichen picked up a piece of metal, which was much lighter than he imagined. Under the dust, it was similar to silver metal, but it was far more lustrous than silver.

This is definitely not silver. After being exposed to the air for so long, silver will become tarnished, and it is easy to oxidize with some components in the air.

But the piece of metal in the hands of the witcher, after brushing off the dust, in the light of the fire, was like a sword that had been dusted for many years, emitting a silvery light.

Mithril!

This was the first word that came to Xu Yichen's mind. Although he had never seen such a metal as mithril, after hearing that the pirate king Mama might have mastered a mithril vein, he and the dwarves Groin and Carpenter The properties of this metal have been discussed.

For example, good conductivity to magic power, low density, high strength and so on.

Of course, at the level of a dwarf, metals like mithril have only been seen from a distance, and they have never been played with by themselves, and they are basically hearsay.

But with these descriptions alone, Angus Carpenter's eyes lit up.

"This may be a metal that cannot exist in reality. It combines the advantages of countless materials. I can't imagine what it would be like to exist." In my own world: "If I can study this metal, maybe I can try to make it in reality!"

Of course, if Nangong Yujun heard this, he would definitely say: "You are already late, brother, we have already finished this job."

In Nangong Yujun's experimental armor, a large amount of this metal was used as a conductive material.

It is said that in reality, some laboratories have synthesized this metal experimentally.

The scientific officers of New China studied the arrangement order of this metal from the atomic level, and carried out a one-to-one reproduction in reality.

This is all thanks to the first group of scientific officers who entered the game. Many of them have become spellcasters of high level. As pure research personnel, these people are quite obsessed with spell research.

They optimized the existing spell model and created a spell that can be used to observe microscopic matter in the way of the aborigines, which allows scientific officers to observe matter more directly.

After two months of discussions, the Anti-Intellectual Committee finally determined that this kind of research and development work would not have a positive impact on the existence in the void. At the same time, the green skins in the north did not produce corresponding changes.

Eventually the spell was generalized.

But now, in front of the demon hunter was a whole box of metal suspected to be Mithril.

Who was the former owner here? The doubts in Xu Yichen's heart grew even bigger.

In front of the witcher, besides this box full of mysterious metals, there are three other boxes that have not been opened.

There were no extra protective measures on the two boxes, and they were only locked with a simple lock. Obviously, the former owner here was very confident in his secret cabin, and he was sure that no one would be able to find it.

So he did not carry out any redundant anti-theft measures.

The witcher directly broke one of the locks and opened the second box.

This box is full of parchment paper, which is full of complicated formulas and patterns. The notes are a bit scribbled, but the handwriting is all written by the same person.

Xu Yichen picked up a few of them. These parchments were thicker than he imagined, not only very soft, but also extremely resilient.

Even after being thrown in this unknown underground space for countless years, the writing on it still remains clear.

"This is paper made from the skin of a Wyvern." Effilar picked up one of them, and his voice seemed a little hurried: "High-level spellcasters sometimes use this material as a material for magic scrolls .”

"These are not magic scrolls." Although the witcher had never used magic scrolls, he had seen them from his teacher, and it was the same type of thing as the spirit-breaking talisman he used before.

The ones in his hands are just some notes, without any magical power.

The value of the magic scroll, depending on the level of magic recorded on it, probably ranges from 100 gold coins to 5,000 gold coins on the market.

For higher-level magic, ordinary scrolls cannot withstand the power in it, and are generally stored in more precious things, such as scrolls made of dragon skin, or gemstones with perfect structure.

And the paper made of the skin of this valuable biped wyvern is obviously regarded as ordinary paper to record essays.

"I think these things once belonged to a powerful spellcaster." The silver-haired witch roughly flipped through the dragon skin paper in the box, and said to the witcher, "Only they have stored so much precious metal."

"This doesn't look like a spellcaster's territory." Xu Yichen opened the third box casually: "I thought they all lived in the tower."

A third box contained several airtight glass containers in which unknown biological tissue had been soaked.

In one of the jars, there was an eye the size of a fist, with the eyestalk behind it.

After being irradiated by the light, it shook a few times like a living thing, and the whole eye was like a goldfish, changing its direction in the container to prevent the light from directly shining on the pupil.

"It's more like someone sneaked into the mage's laboratory and stole all these things." The witcher gave a more reasonable explanation.

He still remembered that Carpenter said that there was a dark wizard's tower nearby, maybe someone had thought about the wealth of that spellcaster decades ago?

Then, in an inconspicuous small village nearby, a very secret treasure room was unearthed.

Then, when he got a suitable opportunity, he sneaked into the mage's tower and stole enough wealth, such as the things in front of him.

Xu Yichen knew that Yang Yuefan had done this kind of thing before, but he believed that it was because the mage tower didn't have too many alarm measures at all, and it was entirely for war.

This can also explain why the people in this small village disappeared later.

From the fact that these 'stolen goods' have been forgotten here, it can be estimated that 80% of the original thieves were found by someone. Perhaps the villagers here were turned into funeral objects in the mage's anger.

However, there are too many doubts about this inference, and the truth has long been covered up in time. Xu Yichen plans to ask him to study these documents after there are spellcasters in the battle group.

In front of his eyes, there was the last box, which was also the smallest one.

But this box is completely made of metal, with patterns of unknown meaning all over it, and there is no chain head.

Fortunately, the former owner seemed to have thought about opening the box, which saved Xu Yichen a lot of trouble.

A pried edge was at a corner of the box. Judging from the surrounding traces, the previous owner used many means to open the box, but at the moment before he succeeded, he gave up.

Maybe the 'owner' just came to the door?

Thinking so, Xu Yichen inserted his long sword into the gap, and then forcefully pried the box open.

On the seashore hundreds of kilometers away from this small village, there was a sudden commotion in a huge tower built on the edge of a cliff.

A complex machine the size of a truck, originally in a silent state, seemed to be suddenly activated by something, and countless gear levers began to move inside.

Following the neat jetting, the machine roared, and a tall figure wearing a black robe, wearing an obsidian mask, and holding a staff suddenly appeared in the room.

There was no expression on the face of the black-robed mage hidden under the mask, but judging from the frequency of his steps back and forth, it seemed that he was very anxious.

As the machine moved faster and faster, a carved picture gradually appeared in front of the mage.

The three-dimensional photos are first carved out of big trees, then the swamp, and the ugly ghosts on it.

Then there is the simple city wall, and the young militiamen with nervous expressions on it, and then the tall figure of Nangong Yujun also appeared in the sculpture, but only halfway through the carving, the machine seemed to have suddenly lost power and stopped.

Meanwhile, in the basement, the witcher slammed the box shut.

PS: There is a customer who needs to be received tonight. I thought I would not be able to come back and update it. I didn't expect to finish coding in the company. . .

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