Chapter 78: The Southern Four-Man Team
At this moment.
The people at the entrance also had a fierce argument with Anderson.
"We’ve been discovered by the officials of Rolling Stone Town. That evil necromancer doesn’t look like someone to be trifled with. We don’t have any weapons, and we lack manpower. It’s time to admit that this operation failed.” A one-eyed man said this and walked into the mine without looking back.
Although the others did not say it explicitly, they all agreed with his opinion.
Only Anderson’s eyes were gloomy and burning with anger, but he had no intention of retreating.
Quinna and Leon looked at each other. Both of them sensed that something was amiss.
However, there were a few knights outside the cave who had already bypassed the remaining molting gel and were chasing after them. Their eyes revealed the intention to retreat.
For the members of the evil organization, the courage to admit defeat and know how to protect themselves was the highest principle of survival.
If Anderson and the Order of Calamity could really tear open the wounds of Rolling Stone Town through the activation ceremony and cause panic there, they would not mind adding icing on the cake and joining forces with the Order of Calamity to carry out a party of evil organizations in Rolling Stone Town.
However, the current situation was different.
Rolling Stone Town was harder to deal with than they had imagined.
Then they had better leave.
That was the best plan.
More and more people retreated into the cave.
A mocking smile appeared on Anderson’s face.
Quinna and Leon frowned and walked into the cave.
But not long after.
The people who had left earlier suddenly ran out of the cave.
"Move aside!”
A rough voice came from the depths of the cave.
Several peripheral members of the Silver Frost Brotherhood were unable to dodge in time and were sent flying to the stone wall by a huge force!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The entire mine cave shook violently.
Everyone was forced to regroup at the entrance of the cave in shock.
Another feminine voice sounded,
“How many times have I told you not to hammer people into the wall? The soil here is soft. If you’re not careful, you’ll be buried alive.”
Accompanied by a voice.
A dark-skinned, slim female Drow walked out of the shadows.
She had very little fabric on her body and could barely protect her vital parts. Other than her hot figure, the thing that attracted everyone’s attention the most was the scimitars hanging on both sides of her long thighs.
The curved edge of the scimitar was very wide, and the edge of the scimitar flickered with silver light.
There was no doubt that this was a Drow Warrior with extraordinary combat strength.
Behind her.
A Troll with dark blue skin and a head that almost reached the ceiling ot the cave was walking lazily.
Compared to a normal Troll.
The most special thing about this Troll was that he was too fat!
He alone almost filled the entire tunnel.
It was clearly this troll who sent the gang members flying.
"Hey, little girl, it doesn’t matter how many times you tell Sinwak!”
The Troll threw a tantrum at the Drow Warrior and said,
“Sinwak’s memory lasts for 17 seconds at most. It’s useless for you to tell him this! It’s useless!”
The Drow Warrior rolled her eyes.
She couldn’t be bothered to waste her breath on this idiot.
Everyone was forced out of the cave. They watched as the fat Troll struggled to squeeze its body out of the hole and fell to the side.
Boom!
The ground trembled slightly.
The Troll lay on the ground and moaned comfortably.
"Sinwak, you’re the most self-aware Troll I’ve ever seen, but please tell me in advance the next time you lie down. I have a phobia of earthquakes.”
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Two more people walked out from behind the Troll.
The one who spoke was a Boarman holding a huge axe.
And the warrior beside him was even more eye-catching.
He was not tall, and there was a circle of fine scales and a short horn on his forehead.
He had a long tail on his back, and the scales on his tail were dark blue, emitting a strange lustre in the night.
Combined with his deep pupils, the identity of this warrior was obvious.
He was a Half-dragon or a Dracon.
[Warning: You have encountered the Order of Calamity’s southern quartet-]
Headhunter Lara (Drow Warrior/LV15); Angry Mountain Sinwalk (Troll/LV14);
100-man Slayer Mehdis (Dracon Spellcaster/LV14);
Deep Howling Butcher Banwen (Boar Warrior/LV14);
[You have encountered the Underground Coalition Army from the Abyss (Kobolds, Gnolls, Imps, Lesser Inferior Demons, etc.). There are more than 300 of them!]
He looked at the lines of information.
Matthew’s eyelids twitched.
He guessed that the Order of Calamity would not send Anderson alone.
However, he did not expect the other party’s reinforcements to be so fierce. It was fine if there were just four elite adventurers. But there was a whole army as well!
I’m afraid this isn’t a plundering ritual at all. The Church of Calamity wants to attack Rolling Stone Town!”
Zeller looked very serious.
“We might have misjudged the enemy’s true purpose!”
Matthew was also on guard.
He looked in the direction of the cave in the distance. Countless Kobolds and Gnolls were pouring out of the cave, and they were still giving weapons to the Silver Frost Brotherhood and the Withering Order!
At this juncture, the other two organizations had no other choices. They were forced to join the Order of Calamity.
War.
At the very least, a small-scale battle was unavoidable!
"We might need to retreat first.”
Zeller suggested.
"Wait a moment.”
After Matthew said this, he stared in the direction of the cave entrance.
Zeller followed his gaze.
He saw Evil Art Master Anderson cursing at his subordinates!
"Do it.”
Matthew suddenly whispered.
The air around Anderson twisted, and several half-broken bottles smashed into his body and feet. In the next second, the gnoll’s head, back, and chest suddenly burst into flames!
"Who is it?”
The gnoll roared angrily and smashed the mace in its hand, but it missed.
Peggy, who had sneaked in and succeeded in her attack, ran quickly.
Before Anderson could react, the Tauren skeleton had already run far away.
Only the others were left to put out the fire in a hurry.
However, what Peggy used were the ” Blazing Glue ” and ” Molotov Cocktail ” that Matthew had obtained from the arsonist.
Once the flame was ignited, it could not be contained.
Moreover, Anderson’s fur had become the best fuel.
In just a few seconds.
In the process of Anderson jumping up and down, his black fur was burnt clean.
The strange blood mist appeared again.
The resurrection power bestowed by the God of Midnight could save the gnoll’s life and also have the opportunity to quickly regenerate his fur. However, the most important pieces of fur were no longer there!
[Hint: Paige used Blazing Glue to burn the Gnoll’s fur and two copies of Banishment Letters hidden in its chest hair.]
"So you were still hiding your two more banishment letters. Such schemes.”
Matthew smiled in relief.
In the next second.
Just as Anderson furiously ordered his men to charge into the oak forest.
A bright circle of light flashed across the open space in front of them.
A mountain-sized skeleton appeared out of thin air.
It turned its head and looked straight at the entrance of the cave. The soul fire in its skull was as terrifying as the lamp of the Grim Reaper.
At that moment.
Everyone felt as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was shattering!
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