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"We have touched the metal guardrail of the underground base and are doing cleaning work, but we cannot use the cutting spell to open it." An engineering mage who crawled out of the pit looked embarrassed in a mess. As a spellcaster, he did not sleep or meditate for more than ten hours, which completely drained his experience.

But the scene above scared him and almost fell back into the pit.

A hideous human creature in black armor stood there like a devil walking out of hell, his two red eyes emitting an evil luster in the morning mist, and behind him a bunch of strong and inconspicuous weird green skins were picking out weapons from a metal box.

No matter how the mages think, their weapons are equivalent to the weight of ordinary elves.

This time, Nangong Yujun brought eighty strong orc warriors, which basically can squeeze out all the armed forces in Wangxiang City.

"Well, the magic energy below is too strong, and a magic vortex has formed. We cannot release spells normally." The engineering mage said dryly: "But we have completed our work and have dug down fifty meters deep!"

Digging a depth of fifty meters in one night is definitely worthy of history for the elves.

But for humans, it can only be considered a barely force.

"Leave the rest to me, your people can evacuate here." The demon hunter could not ask more of these elves. They were spoiled in Silver Moon City. No wonder Legolas looked down on these 'masters' who wanted to do big things.

"Humans, we'd better go down together. It takes professional operations to terminate the points or procedures of the Well of Eternity." The elf mage gritted his teeth and finally stood up.

"I will send someone to notify you after it is safe." The Demon Hunter rejected the elves' "good intention".

As soon as he turned around, he gave an order to the swordsman Wang Yue: "Take some people into the city and find Shumahe for me. If we can solve the following problems smoothly, let Shumahe go in and pass through all the things to be studied first, and then put those elves down."

"Okay! Don't worry, I promise that no one will think of going in before Shumahe goes down." The swordsman Wang Yue instantly understood the meaning of the Demon Hunter.

The Well of Eternity is obviously the magic miracle of the elves in Silver Moon City. This is a coveted technology for any force. Who knows whether those elves will do something to destroy when closing the Well of Eternity?

"Monk, be prepared for both. If we fail, don't hesitate to take our people with you directly to evacuate. Those who are willing to go with you will take away." The Demon Hunter whispered to the monk: "Take as many people as possible at that time, don't wait for us."

"It's very tricky below?" The monk felt unconfident when Xu Yichen was in Xu Yichen for the first time: "Or we should bring more people together, right?"

"There are too many people to solve this problem." The Demon Hunter patted the monk on the shoulder: "Do what you should do, we haven't failed yet."

"Let's go." Xu Yichen sorted out his equipment and walked down the pit with a black-armored warrior strode.

The elves and the Marines quickly evacuated the bottom of the pit along the temporary steps. In the sky, the Xiaojiang and the New Tiger Shark were planning to increase the height at any time.

Xu Yichen's heartbeat was accelerating, as if there was a beast dormant below, and he and Nangong Yujun were fat sheep about to die.

"I'm honored to fight side by side with you!" The voice of the black-armored warrior came out behind the mask, calmly and with a hint of excitement: "When we first joined the army, the instructor told us a lot of your deeds, and I didn't expect to be able to carry out missions with you one day."

"This mission is very dangerous. I don't know what will happen below, or we may all die below." Xu Yichen laughed generously: "If we fail, you will be the only witness of my failure record."

"I will do my best, sir!" Nangong Yujun clenched his fists, and the lines on the edge of the magic power armor flashed with a dark blue luster, and a layer of mist floated on the surface. It was a sign of the full power of the armor. A standard magic crystal will be consumed every fifteen minutes.

[Fight Disaster] The sharp serrated sword cuts the metal under his feet, using the bloodthirsty fangs as the bones. The serrated teeth coated with fine gold are easily cut into a twenty-centimeter-thick metal plate like cutting rotten wood.

With the movement of the demon hunter, a circular hole with a diameter of half a meter was cut out, and then the black-armored warrior stomped his feet suddenly, and the cut part fell directly into the interior of the underground base with a clang.

The next second, the Demon Hunter smelled a faint sweet smell, and then he felt dizzy, and he stepped on his feet as if it was cotton.

The energy lines on the black-armored warrior helmet also turned red, which means that the air contains toxic gases.

The last few elves craftsmen were less than five meters away from the pit, and suddenly fell down like Domitorian dominoes.

Seeing this, the monk held his breath suddenly and shouted loudly: "Use magic to create wind!"

The Elf Mage hesitated for only two seconds before death spread to the group of craftsmen. When the first breeze blew by, more than forty people had already fallen to the ground, including five Marines.

The demon hunter felt his lungs burning and his eyes melting, but this was just his illusion, a large number of tears were rinsing the lens, and in just a few seconds he experienced the pain of life worse than death.

‘You have been attacked by unknown toxic gases and are judging through physical constitution, and the judgment has failed…’

‘【Spiritual Mirror Water Stop】Talent takes effect, re-judgment is being judged through physical condition, and the judgment is failing...’

‘【Advanced Regeneration】Talents take effect, forcefully pass the instant death judgment, and you will suffer continuous damage in the next ten minutes...’

Xu Yichen's retina has been brushed with a series of system prompts, but he has indeed recovered.

Every breath was like a saw rubbing his lungs. The skin strengthened by the Demon Hunter, who had been [Bathing Divine Blood], emitting white smoke in the air, as if soaked in thick sour.

The black-armored warrior stood beside him and quickly replaced the magic crystal in his energy warehouse. Just now, a magic crystal that could have lasted for fifteen minutes had been consumed.

"You're right, big trouble!" Nangong Yujun laughed and jumped into the underground base.
Chapter completed!